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Post by tomeka on Mar 1, 2006 7:42:25 GMT
0.o
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llama llama duck
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Post by hg13 on Mar 1, 2006 19:44:44 GMT
..........
You blow a fuse
Zing boom
The devil cuts loose
Zing boom
So what's the use
Wow bam
Of falling in love
It's, oh, so quiet
It's, oh, so still
You're all alone
And so peaceful until...
You ring the bell
Bim bam
You shout and you yell
Hi ho ho
You broke the spell
Gee, this is swell you almost have a fit
This guy is 'gorge' and I got hit
There's no mistake this is it
'Til it's over and then
It's nice and quiet
But soon again
Starts another big riot
You blow a fuse
Zing boom
The devil cuts loose
Zing boom
What's the use
Wow bam
Of falling in love
..........
Bjork - It's Oh So Quiet
Anyone heard the song?
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Post by tomeka on Mar 2, 2006 1:16:01 GMT
nope.....
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Post by hg13 on Mar 2, 2006 16:51:01 GMT
Anyways the song is cute, kinda old-style. Jazz, actually. And whenever I hear it, I imagine Kuki singing it.  |
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Post by caoimhechan on Mar 2, 2006 18:28:08 GMT
I've heard it! I actually love that song!
It's cute!
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Post by digigirl02 on Mar 2, 2006 23:36:31 GMT
Nincompoop.(thats my new favorite word)
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Post by Numbuh 0xFF on Mar 3, 2006 3:33:55 GMT
Wija sunese thanak qek' luifudese diraik. Se tuldernese sak' ur carese sak' pasillarak. Se sunese pentek pelluanas ur pillionese trisek.
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Post by Numbuh 0xFF on Mar 3, 2006 19:32:18 GMT
I've just seen every single KND episode ever broadcasted. Every. Single. One. All thanks to john.
I feel like a big melty goo of happiness...*sigh*
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Post by digigirl02 on Mar 3, 2006 23:39:48 GMT
KND rocks.
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Post by Numbuh 0xFF on Mar 4, 2006 0:46:14 GMT
That it does. ;D
Kids Next Door Rule!
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Post by digigirl02 on Mar 4, 2006 0:52:03 GMT
2/5 is da bomb.
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Post by Numbuh 0xFF on Mar 4, 2006 1:15:41 GMT
Somebody set us up the 2/5?
All their ship are belong to us!
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Post by digigirl02 on Mar 4, 2006 1:32:11 GMT
Buttered toast.
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Post by DR. INTOXICÅTION on Mar 4, 2006 1:35:51 GMT
The fire dies on its own.
Leaving us to ourselves, but not exactly alone.
I think that something is out there waiting.
Anticipation has grown.
The air as black as can be.
Can't even see that my hand is in front of me.
I'm overhearing a whisper,
"They won't escape, until their blood is set free!"
So turn back, the silence is deafening.
Turn back don't let them see you again.
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and...
On the clock it's just a minute away!
So we're hours awake, and our only mistake is we bleed!
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease!
Now I'm finding my friends,
Hanging from trees, made a bed of a barbed wire fence.
I'm on the loose with my neck in the noose but hey...
I enjoy the intense.
Turn back, the silence is deafening.
Turn back, don't let them see you again.
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and...
On the clock it's just a minute away!
So we're hours awake, and our only mistake is we bleed!
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease!
No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through.
If it's the last thing I will do, I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview!
And I will!
(guitar solo.)
Turn back, the silence is deafening.
Turn back, don't let them see you again.
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and...
On the clock it's just a minute away.
Turn back, the silence is deafening.
Turn back, don't let them see you again.
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and...
On the clock it's just a minute away!
So we're hours awake, and our only mistake is we bleed!
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease!
No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through.
If it's the last thing I will do, I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview!
AND I WILL!!
(song ends.)
I just realized It's been a month since I went to the CKY concert.
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Post by Numbuh 0xFF on Mar 4, 2006 1:41:48 GMT
Here are some of my most favourite verses:
...Into this wilde Abyss,
The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave,
Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire,
But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt
Confus'dly, and which thus must ever fight,
Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more Worlds,
Into this wild Abyss the warie fiend
Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while,
Pondering his Voyage: for no narrow frith
He had to cross...
Milton's cool, ain't he?
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