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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 50 | |
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In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found a sea of green And we lived beneath the waves in our yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine And our friends are all aboard Many more of them live next door And the band begins to play We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine (Full speed ahead Mr. Boatswain, full speed ahead Full speed ahead it is, Sgt. Cut the cable, drop the cable Aye, Sir, aye Captain, captain) As we live a life of ease Every one of us has all we need Sky of blue and sea of green In our yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found a sea of green And we lived beneath the waves in our yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine And our friends are all aboard Many more of them live next door And the band begins to play We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine (Full speed ahead Mr. Boatswain, full speed ahead Full speed ahead it is, Sgt. Cut the cable, drop the cable Aye, Sir, aye Captain, captain) As we live a life of ease Every one of us has all we need Sky of blue and sea of green In our yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine   
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Edited by
looook
on
Sat 03/22/08 09:09 PM
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Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike The bosun brained with a marlinspike And cookey's throat was marked belike It had been gripped by fingers ten; And there they lay, all good dead men Like break o'day in a boozing ken Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Fifteen men of the whole ship's list Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! The skipper lay with his nob in gore Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore And the scullion he was stabbed times four And there they lay, and the soggy skies Dripped down in up-staring eyes In murk sunset and foul sunrise Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Ten of the crew had the murder mark! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! 'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead Or a yawing hole in a battered head And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes Looking up at paradise All souls bound just contrawise Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Fifteen men of 'em good and true Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! There was chest on chest of Spanish gold With a ton of plate in the middle hold And the cabins riot of stuff untold, And they lay there that took the plum With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb While we shared all by the rule of thumb, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! More was seen through a sternlight screen... Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Chartings undoubt where a woman had been Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. 'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid That dared the knife and took the blade By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight And we heaved 'em over and out of sight, With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! |
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I wanna be
under the sea in an octupus's garden in the shade 
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Dear diary.........I'll take sea worthy songs for $5000 alex!!!
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Aye, aye matey!!
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Dear diary.........I'll take sea worthy songs for $5000 alex!!!
You look like Christina Applegate with an eye patch. 
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Why does Gypsy's eye patch look like a a erm....those things you put over your privates so when someone kicks you in them it won't hurt?
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Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh Billy!!!
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Dear diary.........I'll take sea worthy songs for $5000 alex!!!
You look like Christina Applegate with an eye patch.
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Dear diary.........I'll take sea worthy songs for $5000 alex!!!
You look like Christina Applegate with an eye patch.
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Dear diary.....I miss my tambourine!!! I want my tambourine now!@!!!!!! dsahjkdsahk sdjkahjdsakh a wfdsjksajhk EX HUSBAND!!!!!!!!
 
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OC!!!
I mean PIRATE OC!!! check your hot mail!!! ok , STOP PAINTING SILLY !!!! 
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Dear diary.....you have no IDEA how much dancing I do in my living room!!!!
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Dear Diary;
Yea i'm having a bad trip again...everyone is a pirate! I'm going to take my sleep pills and get to sleep O_o |
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I will die with my face in my paints!
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hmmmmmmmmmm music stores.........I NEED MUSIC STORES!!! WHEREEEEEEEEEEEEZ THE MUSIC STORE IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN LAND????
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I will die dancing.........to really bad music!!!
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