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<-----plays IRON MAIDEN........666 THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST(ANTS)
 
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WHOA TO YOU OH EARTH AND SEA.........
FOR THE DEVIL SENDS THE BEAST WITH WRATH BECAUSE HE KNOWS THE TIME IS SHORT LET HIM WHO HATH UNDERSTANDING WRECKON THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST FOR IT IS A HUMAN NUMBER ITS NUMBER IS 666 
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I took my troubles down to Madam Rue
you know that gypsy with the gold capped tooth 
she's got a pad down on 34th and vine
selling little bottles of love potion number 9
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dear diary.....do you ever wonder about the line in the song from Nirvana..........come as you are...........
no I dont have a gun.......no I dont have a gun.......? 
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I am gonna try ot lay down
fire 
gyspy,
wiley
u all tc |
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I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style And so I came to see him To listen for a while And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever Embarassed by the crowd I felt he found my letters And read each one out loud I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me As if I wasnt there But he was there this stranger Singing clear and strong Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song |
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gnite oc!!
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Edited by
s1owhand
on
Mon 03/03/08 03:40 AM
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nite gypsy...nite oc
morning wiley 
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nite oc
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 Good Morning Slow
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i know i know..off to work i go
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Have a good one ddn
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moving slow...this am
Monday Monday, can't trust that day, Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me. Every other day, every other day, Every other day of the week is fine, yeah But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes You can find me cryin' all of the time -mamas and the papas |
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Dear "J" ... its a spectacular PLUS 8 here ..... where are my ?? and 
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G'Morning TTO
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