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| WMOB 69.69 FM | Started by: SingWhenYoureWinning on Sep 24, '07 11:36 |
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This one is from a now deceased crewleader. Yuri-Orlov. "Without Knees" - Yuri Intro "Wiseguys. Bada bing. Bada boom." You's better know that we're the wiseguys; We're the wiseguys, we're the wiseguys You's better know that we're the wiseguys. We're the wiseguys. We're the wiseguys. Guess who's back Back again Mob is back We're all 'friends' Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. Verse 1 The original mobsters, cause nobody wants to say Mafia no more They say mob, but it don't matter (nope) Well if you say Mafia, everyody scatters A gun cocks, then BOOM, we see blood splatter A shotgun that'll pump stops the heart quicker than a shot when you get popped with a colt pistol By the mobsters cause you aren't cooperating And you're blocking the money that he's contemplating (hey!!) We got the hitmen, so stop your hating Watch your back, or find your ass under a sewer grating You know that we got a job here baby We take care of all the problem's complicating So the city PD and the F-E-D's Won't let me be me, so let me see They try to shut us down in NYC But they look so funny, without knees So, come on and dip, rumble a bit Fuck that, fist to the lips, I'm callin' a hit And get ready, cause we deal with those who doubt it I just paid off all my hitmen FUHGEDDABOUTIT! Chorus Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees Verse 2 Little heros, like that bum DeNiro Embarrassed their parents thinks mobsters are psycho They start dealin' and tryin' to get rich 'til someone comes along on the corner and yells SNITCH!!! Go call Mary, this could get scary Could get some retribution, pollutin the freeways A hitter, so just let me review the task And the fact that we got everyone kickin your ass And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of what you weren't supposed to see? Well that's that. "Ra-ta Ta-ta Ta-ta Ta-ta Ta-ta!" {click} Load the damn Beretta aim your gun and pull the trigger Triggermen, in the front of the house where we enter Put a bullet in their dome and be home for dinner It's interesting, He looks just like he's resting But you and I know he's cardiac arresting {click} Empty, reload it please Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me My clip's empty from the last shooting spree "Man, you're weak." Hold up. You talkin' to me? Chorus Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees Verse 3 A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit What? You talk big? you can get your ass kicked worse than them cheatin underground bastards You know me? You can get stomped up slowly You think you got enough guts to take me on? Show me You don't know me, you're too weak, get lost It's over, nobody messes with my boss! Now let's go, just gimme the word And I'll be there with the loudest gun shots that you heard What a mess, relentless with an icepick Beat down a policeman With his own nightstick But sometimes man the shit just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me But that don't mean I'm dis-gus-ting No I'm just me, I do my thing No I'm not the first WG like Jay_C I am the worst thing since RHM SelenityCP To do big mob hits so selfishly and use death to get myself wealthy (Hey!!) There's a concept that works Better pray that you ain't the next ho that I work Put you in cement shoes on the floor of the sea Yup, you'll feel so funny, without knees Chorus Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees Now this looks like a hit to me So everybody, what did you see? Say you're gonna tell the...local PD? But you would look so funny, without knees! |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 10:11 | |
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And next we're onto the (again) deceased talwin_hawkins' entry. Bossman, Can you hear me? I've been shot fatally I curse the day i went to LA And all the people in this town. Let me take you through my day. I'd just flown into town Just to sell some drugs To a dealer bum Will you listen now for I can't see A reason why this scumbag should shoot at me. What happened to respect and honour? Well, then I do imagine there will be Disrespect. Yeah there will be Disrespect And there will be Disrespect, no more. When all mademen lay their weapons down Or when all crewleaders and all right hands relinquish their hold. Or when the one true Mafioso shows us the way... It's easy to imagine there will be Disrespect Yeah there will be Disrespect And there will be Disrespect, no more. There will be Disrespect Yeah there will be Disrespect And there will be Disrespect, No more. Parody taken from Bad religion - Sorrow |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 11:14 | |
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One of my favourites here from Tad O'Connor. Bohemian Rhapsody ================= Is this the mob life Is this just fantasy Caught in a crew war No escape from reality Recite your lies Break up your ties and see I'm just a poor thug, I need no sympathy Because Im easy come, easy go, I sell high, purchase low, Anyway the plane goes, doesn't really matter to me, To me Capo, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now hes dead, Capo, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away Capo ooo, Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my hitlist has come, Sends shivers down my spine Personals flashing all the time, Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go Gotta leave you all behind and comeback on D Mama ooo- (any way the whisper goes) I dont want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born on wack I read the little whisper from a man, "Gan-e-lon, Gan-e-lon will you do my manhandle! Thunderbutton and KickingWing-very very frightening me FrankieFigs, FrankieFigs, FrankieFigs, FrankieFigs, FrankieFigs Figaro-Magnifico! But Im just a poor thug and nobody trusts me Hes just a poor boy doesnt have a family Spare him his life from being unsponsoreeeeed Hells Angels-Antonio, will you let join you Bismillah! no-,we will not let you join-let him join Bismillah! we will not let you join-let him join Bismillah! we will not let you join-let me join Will not let you join-let me join Will not let you join let me join No,no,no,no,no,no,no- Oh anita! Oh anita! Oh Anita! leave me 'lone Mikado has a wackback put aside for me, for meeeee, for meeeeeeeeeeeeee! So you think you can hitlist me and shoot in my eye- So you think you can wack me and leave me to dieeeee! Oooooh Angie - cant do this to me Angie Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here. Ranking really matters, Anyone can see, Ranking really matters, ranking really matters to meeeeeee Any way the whisper goes.... |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 11:49 | |
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I may as well call this "an ode to the dead" as so many of the performers are now deceased. This is from Freddy_Four_Fingers. Parody rip - Nickelback - Rockstar I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win. This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be. I want to be a made man in a new family And a crew that I can play grab ass with And a king size club big enough for my men and me. I'll need a brand new suit that's made for me And a big gun with a holster you can't see Gonna shoot up and down the streets At all the other families. I want a new Cadillac like in the Godfather My own bar on Flatbush Boulevard Somewhere between 14th and 23rd is fine with me I'm gonna trade this life for crime and pain I'd even cut your throat and steal your name. (Chorus) Cause we all just wanna be big made men And live in hotel suties every now and then The girls come easy and the drugs are free We'll all gain weight 'cause we'll eat linguine And we'll take over the coolest bars filled with VIPs and movie stars. Every wannabe dago's gonna wind up there Every boy's goomah with her bleach blonde hair Hey hey I wanna be a made man Hey hey I wanna be a made man I wanna be great like Gotti without the hassles Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes Make a couple bets on the ponies would be fine with me I think I'm gonna dress my ass in a sharkskin suit Get a backdoor key to the bank with the loot Gonna date a goomah that loves to make my spaghetti. I'm gonna trade this life for crime and pain I'd even cut your throat and steal your name. (Chorus) And we'll go to the mattresses in sleazy rooms With the latest machine guns and today's Glocks too. They'll get you anything for a price they say Everybody's got a hitter for hire today Hey hey I wanna be a made man Hey hey I wanna be a made man I'm gonna climb the ranks of the family Unless I get shot for for misogyny. When they ask why I gamble all day I'll say it's because I can. I'll get broke down rummies to be taking the rap. Turn 'em in to the cops or shoot 'em in the back. Then listen to the bosses tell me how cool I am. I'm gonna trade this life for crime and pain I'd even cut your throat and steal your name. (Chorus) |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 12:45 | |
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Here is an entry sent in by Scandia! Parody rip - Oasis - Champagne Supernova How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you when we were telling tales? Slowly walking down the streets Faster than a cannon ball Where were you while we were telling tales? Some day you will find me Standing on a corner In a crowd of people gathered on the street Some day you will find me Standing on a corner Sharing my opinion Sharing my opinions on the street Wake up the editor and ask her why *coughtiggycough* A dreamer dreams tribune never dies Wipe that tear away now from your eye Slowly walking down the street Faster than a cannon ball Where were you when we were telling tales? Some day you will find me Standing on a corner In a crowd of people gathered on the street Some day you will find me Standing on a corner Sharing my opinion Sharing my opinion Cos people believe that they're Gonna get away from the streets But you and I, we live and die By how the streets preform We don't know why Why, why, why, why How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you when we were telling tales? Slowly walking down the streets Faster than a cannon ball Where were you while we were telling tales? Some day you will find me Standing on a corner In a crowd of people gathered on the street Some day you will find me Standing on a corner Sharing my opinion Sharing my opinions on the street Cos people believe that they're Gonna get away for the streets But you and I, we live and die On how the streets preform We don't know why Why, why, why, why How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you when we were telling tales? We were telling tales We were telling tales We were telling tales We were telling tales.. |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 13:13 | |
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Here is The_Mathmatician's parody! And Make You Die ————————- Like tired old snipers They sit in the alleys, alone They all once were Civies, now hitters, are all that they are They'll land you in hell The minute they fell that trigger And they hope in the night, That they hit, and make you die They make you DIE Make you fall in the NIGHT Shoot you in the head And make you dead Is how they EXCITE If they miss you they'll FLY Back to their home cities LIGHTS But right now they will try not to aim their gun high And make you die By the end of the night They'll be high as a kite Once again, They don't seem, to mind all the time Or the money they spend It's a high price to pay To hitlist and aim on prod guys But it's worth every dime if they make some poor soul DIE They make you DIE Make you fall in the NIGHT Shoot you in the head And make you dead Is how they EXCITE If they miss you they'll FLY Back to their home cities LIGHTS But right now they will try not to aim their gun high And make you die But right now they will try not to aim their gun high and make you...... die..... |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 14:21 | |
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The last one we have is by a fellow named Xavier... This is a remake of 50 Cent's "Straight to the bank" Mafia Returns style. Hope you like it ;) [Intro] Yeah!!! When I'm out in New York it's Coke and Heroin When I'm out in L.A. it's Baributes and Morphine Now Drug run to this, now WACK! to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit Now Drug run to this, now WACK! walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit [Verse 1:] I'm in the airport maggot, with my fo' fo' faggot Doors lift up I'm like a hitlist magnet See the shit I got on, gangster I hate too My teflon arm brought my government issues I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues You are a little bitch just like your fuckin shitzu Gangster you a bitch you got feminine ways Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days I caught more attention than your murder case And I make your whole crew my goddamn slave Me and Yuri go back like the Jitterbug days When I made fifty mill, I got paid When I made sixty mill, Melimina got paid When I made eighty mill, Yuri got paid I ain't even gotta WACK! now life is made Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne [Chorus:] I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm WACK!ing [Verse 2:] I see nothin but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold Got it off the street movin Opium and mo' O One model T old school when I roll Breeze pass with a ski mask Pass fuck the toll No more platinum I'm wearin gold I'm internationally known as the kid with the gun That brings enough fun it's never enough death Shit I need mo' I need shit out the bullets Baby ble was cold fresh out the mullets Stashbox by the dashbox incase they want war Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy I set the bar on fire I told ya I'm the general salute me soldier [Chorus:] I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm knocking over the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm WACK!ing [Outro:] Now WACK! em all, my man WACK! em all, WACK! em all I wanna see your bum wit da fishes Now sell some drugs, you know get some hugs It's like a bank job I'm busting out slugs Now WACK! em all, my man WACK! em all, WACK! em all Now WACK! em all, my man WACK! em all, WACK! em all |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 07, '07 15:08 | |
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****ADVERT**** That's right, you can now advertise your business' on WMOB radio! Here is one to start us off. Are you mad on betting? But you can't bet. Well that problem is soon fixed with a visit to Las Vegas, take a stroll down the bar area and enter the betting shop. Almost everyday of the week there are bets available. It is open 24/7! Alkado2's licensed betting office, what's your opinion worth? |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 08, '07 10:36 | |
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Back to my parodies! Here comes one I just made in the last hour! Tenacious D - Double Team. Damn... a hard days killing, Better slip off my shoes, Maybe give a lil' stretch... and a bend Dip my toe into jacuzzi baby. Slip out my gun, the butt is still hot Ho ho ho! who's this? Hows it going? That's the first thing I say to them. Hows it going? are you flowing? Listen honey, think I got a couple things to say to you... Showing, growing. Man I'd like to place my hand upon that fucking sexy 9MM And squeeze... and squeeeeeze Give me your watch.. and your underpants! And take a look.... Cos' hear me and Izzy come NAKED out of the side hatch With the oils and perfume and incense, Now you're shaking, put on the gimp mask for YOU. Dance the funky chicken now Dance the funky chicken now! Me, me and Izzy it's all about being extreme Real extra Creamcheese have you even been worked on... by 2 guys who are hot with a gun That's what I'm offering you. You step into a room, and then you smell the perfume, you lay down on the bed, And then you feel a tickling on your head It's Izzy with the feather and the french tickler look out baby he got the grooves! then you feel something down by your feet It's me, It's TeQy, I'm sick of party tunes! We don't mind sucking on toes! Good luck running, we'll just shoot you down oh! Getting killed by me and Izzy now you're talking double team! SUPREME! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh whoooooooooooooooooooooa! |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 08, '07 11:13 | |
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| The CP one is clearly the best. | |
| Reply by: Towel at Oct 08, '07 16:47 | |
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Requested by... ME. This is dedicated to you MARIO. They see me mowin' My front lawn I know they're all thinking I'm so white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Can't you see I'm white and nerdy? Look at me, I'm white and nerdy I wanna roll with The gangstas But so far they all think I'm too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy I'm just too white and nerdy. Really really white and nerdy. First in my class here at MIT Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D MC Escher - that's my favorite MC Keep your 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea My rims never spin, to the contrary You'll find that they're quite stationary All of my action figures are cherry Steven Hawking's in my library My MySpace page is all totally pimped out Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces Yo, I know pi to a thousand places Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise I'm a whiz at Minesweeper - I could play for days Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed My fingers' movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze There's no killer app I haven't run At Pascal, well I'm number one Do vector calculus just for fun I ain't got a gat but I got a soldering gun Happy Days is my favorite theme song I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on I'm fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon They see me roll on My Segway I know in my heart they think I'm white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Can't you see I'm white and nerdy Look at me, I'm white and nerdy I'd like to roll with The gangstas Although it's apparent I'm too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy I'm just too white and nerdy How'd I get so white and nerdy I've been browsin', inspectin' X-Men comics, you know I collect 'em The pens in my pocket, I must protect 'em My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored Shopping online for deals on some writable media I edit Wikipedia I memorized Holy Grail really well I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL I got a business doing websites When my friends need some code, who do they call? I do HTML for 'em all Even made a homepage for my dog Yo, I got myself a fanny pack They were havin' a sale down at The Gap Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap Pop, pop, hope no one sees me Gettin' freaky I'm nerdy in the extreme And whiter than sour cream I was in AV Club and Glee Club and even the Chess Team Only question I Ever thought was hard Was do I like Kirk Or do I like Picard Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair Got my name on my underwear They see me strollin' They laughin' And rollin' their eyes 'cause I'm so white and nerdy Just because I'm white and nerdy Just because I'm white and nerdy All because I'm white and nerdy Holy cow, I'm white and nerdy I wanna bowl with The gangstas But, oh well, it's obvious I'm white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy I'm just too white and nerdy Look at me, I'm white and nerdy |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 09, '07 21:27 | |
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I must apoligse for my slackness, running my family has taken up a lot of my time but don't worry folks, help is on the way! WMOB will be up and running again properly tomorrow. |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 11, '07 20:58 | |
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The doors slammed against the walls as thunder in a field. In the doorway stood Croce, wearing his brand new guitar--after shattering his last two in the HQ. I've come to play a song. I wrote it because of my CL's move to New York. It's a different town then I'm used to, I mean, from Chicago to LA to NY. It's been a strange trip. Croce sits down in front of the microphone and begins to play. Well things were spinnin round me And all my thoughts were cloudy And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me Been in so many places You know Ive run so many races And looked into the empty faces of the people of the night And something is just not right, cause I know That I gotta get out of here Im so alone Dont you know that I gotta get out of here cause new yorks not my home Though all the streets are crowded Theres somethin strange about it I lived there bout a year and I never once felt at home I thought Id make the big time I learned a lot of lessons awful quick And now Im tellin you That they were not the nice kind And its been so long since I have felt fine, thats the reason That I gotta get out of here Im so alone Dont you know that I gotta get out of here cause new yorks not my home |
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| Reply by: Croce at Oct 12, '07 13:22 | |
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After the wars and such, it is time for WMOB to re-open it's airwaves. Here is something for the person that made it all possible. Hey there Oliver, whats it like in chicago city? I'm hundreds of miles away, but tonight you look so pretty, yes you do The sun doesnt shine as bright as you,. i swear its true Hey there Oliver, dont you worry about the distance I'm right here if you get lonely, give this song another listen, close your eyes Listen to my words, it's my disguise, I'm by your side. Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me what you do to me... Hey there Oliver, I know times are getting hard But just believe it girl, some day we'll kill them all with our guns.. We'll have it good, we'll have the life we knew we would My word is GOOD. Hey there Oliver, I've got so much left to say, If every simple kill I did for you would take your breath away I'd kill them all, even more in love wiht me you'd fall, we'd have it all. Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me what you do to me... Chicago now seems pretty far, but they've got planes and trains and cars, I'd walk to you if I had no other way Our friends will all be pissed with us and we'll just laugh along because we know that none of them feel this way Oliver I can promise you, that by the time that we get through, this world will never, ever be the same. We're both to blame. Hey the Oliver, you be good and don't you miss them, 2 more kills and we'll be done with these fools, and we'll be making history like we do. We'll know it's all because of you We can do whatever we want to Hey there Oliver, here's to you... this one's for you. Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me Ohhhh it's what you do to me, ohhhh it's what you do to me what you do to me... |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 16, '07 21:09 | |
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Good evening all. SWYV seems to have gotten stuck in the toilet, AGAIN. So i'll be here for a lil' while. Assuming i can figure out all these damned buttons. There's like 500 million or so. Madness! Silence for a minute Well, that was a bust, but fear not. I'll do my very own impression from a movie i really like, with a twist, maybe you can guess where it's from and win a whopping 25,000 $. Yes that's right, a whole whopping Twenty Five Thousand Dollars! Here goes. *Manly voice* You there, what is your profession? *Squeaky voice* I'm a pothead sir. *Manly voice* How about you? *Silently* I'm a cook dear kind sir. *Manly voice* Spartaaaaans! What is your profession? *Lots of manly voices* Whooa, Whooa, Whooa. *Manly voice* See, i brought sexier men then you did. Silence for a few seconds There, was i good or was i best? Are you able to guess which movie that is from? Or maybe you even know it. Go on, pick up your phones and spin the wheel! You better know the number, i don't. |
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| Reply by: Proteus at Oct 17, '07 15:50 | |
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| hello this is ninja got_milk and i think it is from 300 | |
| Reply by: Got_Milk at Oct 17, '07 16:46 | |
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Proteus plays some applause I'm getting the hang of this now! And Ninja Got Milk, you are absolutely correct. The twenty five thousand should be in your back pocket pretty soon. Do you have a request while you're on the air? Maybe a shoutout to your buddies? |
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| Reply by: Proteus at Oct 18, '07 08:24 | |
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*calls up the studio* Yes, hello there, I want to request a song! *Hears Proteus' mumblings about how I should be working today* It's my day off and I want a song damnit! Foo Fighters - The Pretender |
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| Reply by: SingWhenYoureWinning at Oct 18, '07 08:56 | |
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You said you were going to the loo! I've been holding myself for hours now :-/ I'll see if i can manage to get your song before i head there. *Rummages through the entire place* Found it! Here goes. Proteus hits play and runs off to the loo Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend Keep you in the dark and so it all began Send in your skeletons Sing as their bones go marching in again They need you buried deep The secrets that you keep are ever ready Are you ready I'm finished making sense Done pleading ignorance...that whole defense It's been an infinity, oh The wheel is spinning me It's never ending Never ending Same old story What if I say I'm not like the others What if I say I'm not just another one in your place You're the pretender What if I say I will never surrender In time or so i'm told I'm just another soul for sale Oh well The page is out of print We are not permanent We're temporary Temporary Same old story What if I say I'm not like the others What if I say I'm not just another one in your place You're the pretender What if I say I will never surrender I'm the voice inside your head You refuse to hear I'm the face that you have to face Mirroring your stare I'm what's left I'm what's right I'm the enemy I'm the hand that'll take you down Bring you to your knees So who are you Yeah who are you Yeah who are you Yeah who are you Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend What if I say I'm not like the others What if I say I'm not just another one in your place You're the pretender What if I say I will never surrender So who are you Yeah who are you Yeah who are YOUUUUUU!!!! |
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| Reply by: Proteus at Oct 18, '07 09:10 | |
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SWYV seems to be taking more then one day off.. So i'm back in the seat. Finally getting the hang of this. Rummages around I got a good old song for all of you know. So just sit back and enjoy your drive. Here comes Blue Oyster Cult with Don't Fear The Reaper. All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper Baby I'm your man... Valentine is done Here but now they're gone Romeo and Juliet Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper Baby I'm your man... Love of two is one Here but now they're gone Came the last night of sadness And it was clear she couldn't go on Then the door was open and the wind appeared The candles blew then disappeared The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid Come on baby...and she had no fear And she ran to him...then they started to fly They looked backward and said goodby...she had become like they are She had taken his hand...she had become like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper |
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| Reply by: Proteus at Oct 19, '07 16:27 | |
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