at ally, i mean
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:00 (eighteen years ago)
"would you fuck me?
I'd fuck me."
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:01 (eighteen years ago)
Well she was an american girl Raised on promises She couldnt help thinkin that there Was a little more to life Somewhere else After all it was a great big world With lots of places to run to Yeah, an d if she had to die Tryin she had one little promise She was gonna keep
Oh yeah, all right Take it easy baby Make it last all night She was an american girl
It was kind of cold that night She stood alone on her balcony She could the cars roll by Out on 441 Like waves crashin in the beach And for one desperate moment there He crept back in her memory God its so painful Something thats so close And still so far out of reach
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:01 (eighteen years ago)
ok i'm not going to post hip priest and beat the joke into the ground
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:02 (eighteen years ago)
post "real men" ally!!!!
― hstencil, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:02 (eighteen years ago)
Take your mind back - I dont know when Sometime when it always seemed To be just us and them Girls that wore pink And boys that wore blue Boys that always grew up better men Than me and you
Whats a man now - whats a man mean Is he rough or is he rugged Is he cultural and clean Now its all change - its got to change more cause we think its getting better But nobodys really sure
And so it goes - go round again But now and then we wonder who the real men are
See the nice boys - dancing in pairs Golden earring golden tan Blow-wave in the hair Sure theyre all straight - straight as a line All the gays are macho Cant you see their leather shine
You dont want to sound dumb - dont want to offend So dont call me a faggot Not unless you are a friend Then if youre tall and handsome and strong You can wear the uniform and I could play along
Time to get scared - time to change plan Dont know how to treat a lady Dont know how to be a man Time to admit - what you call defeat cause theres women running past you now And you just drag your feet
Man makes a gun - man goes to war Man can kill and man can drink And man can take a whore Kill all the blacks - kill all the reds And if theres war between the sexes Then therell be no people left
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:05 (eighteen years ago)
That one?
uh, not it, kenan.
― hstencil, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:05 (eighteen years ago)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof) (woof, woof, woof, woof) (woof, woof, woof, woof) (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof) Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
When the party was nice, the party was jumpin' (Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo) And everybody havin' a ball (Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo) I tell the fellas "start the name callin'" (Yippie Yi Yo) And the girls report to the call The poor dog show down
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof) Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof) Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof) Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I see ya' little speed boat head up our coast She really want to skip town Get back off me, beast off me Get back you flea infested monger
I'm gonna tell {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo} To any girls calling them canine {Yippie, Yi, Yo} Tell the dummy "Hey Man, It's part of the Party!" {Yippie Yi, Yo} You fetch a women in front and her mans behind {Yippie, Yi, Yo} Her bone runs out now
Say, A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on I gotta get my girl I got my myind on Do you see the rays comin' from my eye What could you be friend That Benji man that's breakin' them down? Me and My white short shorts And I can't seek a lot, any canine will do I'm figurin' that's why they call me faithful 'Cause I'm the man of the land When they see me they doah-ooooo(howl)
― gabbneb, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:06 (eighteen years ago)
go back to lauriol plaza.
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:06 (eighteen years ago)
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe
Rosenbergs, H Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, The King And I, and The Catcher In The Rye
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen Maciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye
We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it
Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dancron Dien Bien Phu Falls, Rock Around the Clock
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge On The River Kwai
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball Starkwether, Homicide, Children of Thalidomide Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo
Hemingway, Eichman, Stranger in a Strange Land Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician sex J.F.K. blown away, what else do I have to say
Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide Foreign debts, homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law Rock and Roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore
― Mr. Que, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:07 (eighteen years ago)
go back to yoga class.
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:07 (eighteen years ago)
Body...wanna feel my body? Body...such a thrill my body Body...wanna touch my body? Body...it's too much my body Check it out my body, body. Don't you doubt my body, body. talkin' bout my body, body, check it out my body
Every man wants to be a macho macho man to have the kind of body, always in demand Jogging in the mornings, go man go works out in the health spa, muscles glow You can best believe that, he's a macho man ready to get down with, anyone he can
Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Macho, macho man (macho man) I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! Ow....
Macho, macho man I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man (yeah, yeah) I've got to be a macho!
Body, its so hot, my body, Body, love to pop my body, Body, love to please my body, Body, don't you tease my body, Body, you'll adore my body, Body, come explore my body, Body, made by God, my body, Body, it's so good, my body
You can tell a macho, he has a funky walk his western shirts and leather, always look so boss Funky with his body, he's a king call him Mister Eagle, dig his chains You can best believe that, he's a macho man likes to be the leader, he never dresses grand
Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Macho, macho man I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! (all right)
Macho, macho man (yeah, yeah) I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! All Right!
Ugh! Macho..baby! Body, body, body wanna feel my body, Body, body, body gonna thrill my body, Body, body, body don'tcha stop my body, Body, body, body it's so hot my body,
Every man ought to be a macho macho man, To live a life of freedom, machos make a stand, Have their own life style and ideals, Possess the strength and confidence, life's a steal, You can best believe that he's a macho man He's a special person in anybody's land.
Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Macho, macho man (macho man) I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! (dig the hair on my chest)
Macho, macho man (see my big thick mustache) I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! (Dig broad shoulders)
Macho, macho man (dig my muscles!) I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho!
Macho, macho man I've got to be, a macho man Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! HEY!
― Curt1s Stephens, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:08 (eighteen years ago)
go back to my chemical romance
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:08 (eighteen years ago)
what is lauriol plaza?
― hstencil, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:08 (eighteen years ago)
ally go back to staten island where you belong
― Mr. Que, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:09 (eighteen years ago)
the worst place on earth
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:09 (eighteen years ago)
that was an xpost to stence, i'd gladly go to staten island over continuing to live in dc.
i'd take the ferry to come visit y'all.
― hstencil, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:10 (eighteen years ago)
surely you could have thought of a better zing than "my chemical romance"
― Curt1s Stephens, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:11 (eighteen years ago)
Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same, There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same.
And the people in the houses All went to the university Where they were put in boxes And they came out all the same And there's doctors and lawyers And business executives And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same.
And they all play on the golf course And drink their martinis dry And they all have pretty children And the children go to school, And the children go to summer camp And then to the university Where they are put in boxes And they come out all the same.
And the boys go into business And marry and raise a family In boxes made of ticky tacky And they all look just the same, There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same.
― Michael White, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:11 (eighteen years ago)
http://www.google.com/search?sourceid=navclient&ie=UTF-8&rls=EGLC,EGLC:2007-20,EGLC:en&q=staten+island+apartments
― Mr. Que, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:11 (eighteen years ago)
HEY I ASKED FOR SOUR CREAM ON THIS BURRITO, YOU ASSCLOWNS
― G00blar, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:11 (eighteen years ago)
yeah but it was the first thing that came into my head, curtis. i don't even know what i meant by it.
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:12 (eighteen years ago)
my mum used to sing me the first verse of 'little boxes' without ever getting onto the remainder :-/
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:13 (eighteen years ago)
now i am a broken man
"now"
― John Justen, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:14 (eighteen years ago)
"man"
― Mr. Que, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:14 (eighteen years ago)
we agree with broken, though.
― John Justen, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:16 (eighteen years ago)
hey Dan I fixed you the reflux special, c'mon over for some tomato puree, red wine and spicy Indian cauliflower in a cream sauce
― J0hn D., Friday, 27 July 2007 16:16 (eighteen years ago)
U WILL NEVER BREAK ME I WILL B STRONG
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:17 (eighteen years ago)
if i ever have children i think i might name one Sandy Douche
― latebloomer, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:18 (eighteen years ago)
YOU DONT EVEN KNOW THE RIGHT LYRICS FOR "I WILL SURVIVE".
xpost
― John Justen, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:19 (eighteen years ago)
IT IS MY OWN VERSION, feat. KELIS
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:20 (eighteen years ago)
this is the thread where we abuse LJ
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:20 (eighteen years ago)
"the"
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:21 (eighteen years ago)
Isn't that every other thread on ILX?
― Masonic Boom, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:21 (eighteen years ago)
HE SHOULD PAY US
― Mr. Que, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:22 (eighteen years ago)
lj fwiw you look much prettier in that photo than your friend buffalo bill does
― the schef (adam schefter ha ha), Friday, 27 July 2007 16:22 (eighteen years ago)
Here's to the ladies who lunch-- Everybody laugh. Lounging in their caftans And planning a brunch On their own behalf. Off to the gym, Then to a fitting, Claiming they're fat. And looking grim, 'Cause they've been sitting Choosing a hat. Does anyone still wear a hat? I'll drink to that.
And here's to the girls who play smart-- Aren't they a gas? Rushing to their classes In optical art, Wishing it would pass. Another long exhausting day, Another thousand dollars, A matinee, a Pinter play, Perhaps a piece of Mahler's. I'll drink to that. And one for Mahler!
And here's to the girls who play wife-- Aren't they too much? Keeping house but clutching A copy of LIFE, Just to keep in touch. The ones who follow the rules, And meet themselves at the schools, Too busy to know that they're fools. Aren't they a gem? I'll drink to them! Let's all drink to them!
And here's to the girls who just watch-- Aren't they the best? When they get depressed, It's a bottle of Scotch, Plus a little jest. Another chance to disapprove, Another brilliant zinger, Another reason not to move, Another vodka stinger. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! I'll drink to that.
So here's to the girls on the go-- Everybody tries. Look into their eyes, And you'll see what they know: Everybody dies. A toast to that invincible bunch, The dinosaurs surviving the crunch. Let's hear it for the ladies who lunch-- Everybody rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise!
― elmo argonaut, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:23 (eighteen years ago)
Let the cats all criticize, Joke about my baby's size; She's reet with me Because you see: I like 'em fat like that.
When she bounces down the street, She's a whole heap o' honey, and ain't she sweet? Feels so fine To know she's mine: I like 'em fat like that.
You have all those lean chicks, Tender and tall, But when it comes to mean kicks, My big fat mama is the best of all.
After I'm through workin', I reach and grab my hat, Hurry home, Don't want her to be alone: I like 'em fat like that!
― Michael White, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:23 (eighteen years ago)
QUIT HITTING ON LJ, ALLY, HE'S DOMS GIRL.
― John Justen, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:24 (eighteen years ago)
i came third in that particular tranny pageant FYI.
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:25 (eighteen years ago)
9 times outta 10, posting lyrics isn't funny. /sand
― bnw, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:26 (eighteen years ago)
What a particulalry revolting vignette.
― Michael White, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:27 (eighteen years ago)
i read that as "tranny pregnant" at first
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:27 (eighteen years ago)
resisting urge to GIS that
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:28 (eighteen years ago)
give in
― elmo argonaut, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:28 (eighteen years ago)
hmmm.
http://www.jhuccp.org/mmc/db_images/imagebas/UGA56.JPG
― kenan, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:29 (eighteen years ago)
I suspected it might titillate your sense of the grotesque.
― Just got offed, Friday, 27 July 2007 16:30 (eighteen years ago)