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Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
This is the end
Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never look into your eyes...again Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand In a...desperate land Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain, yeah There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby Ride the snake, ride the snake To the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake is long, seven miles Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold The west is the best The west is the best Get here, and we'll do the rest The blue bus is callin' us The blue bus is callin' us Driver, where you taken' us The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he Paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door...and he looked inside Father, yes son, I want to kill you Mother...I want to...f**k you C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us And meet me at the back of the blue bus Doin' a blue rock On a blue bus Doin' a blue rock C'mon, yeah Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end It hurts to set you free But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and soft lies The end of nights we tried to die This is the end |
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
you're a lyrical poet.
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#3
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
I'll set the over/under at two weeks. Any takers?
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#4
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
Only if he is: (a) planning to be out of town camping next weekend; or (b) busted.
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
[ QUOTE ]
you're a lyrical poet. [/ QUOTE ] Actually he is the american poet |
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear There's a donk with jack six over there He rivered my aces with two pair I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everbody look, I'm already down |
#7
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
[ QUOTE ]
There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a donk with jack six over there He rivered my aces with two pair I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everbody look, I'm already down [/ QUOTE ] not bad. |
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Re: Dear PartyPoker (n/c):
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There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a donk with jack six over there He cracked my aces with a lousy two pair I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everbody look, I'm 3 racks down [/ QUOTE ] FYP Nice work, just needed a little touch up on sylables. |
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