Timely lyrics from decades ago.
Correspondent:: "Revi Shankar"
Date: Sat, 23 Oct 2004 17:17:08 -0400
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Written in 1982 -
We've got nothing to fear - but fear itself?
Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy?
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?
With an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered under the gun
In the glory game on the power train
Thy kingdom's will be done
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us...
He's not afraid of your judgement
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
He's a little bit afraid of dying -
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying
And the things that he fears
Are a weapon to be held against him...
Can any part of life - be larger than life?
Even love must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might climb -
Is any killer worth more than his crime?
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see what they're made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they're afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear
Is a weapon to be used against them...
Correspondent:: Cardinal Vertigo
Date: Sun, 24 Oct 2004 04:36:46 GMT
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Yeah
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire
Jesus blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
So raise your fists and march around
Just don't take what you need
I'll jail and bury those committed
And smother the rest in greed
Crawl with me into tomorrow
Or I'll drag you to your grave
I'm deep inside your children
They'll betray you in my name
Hey, hey
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, hey
Sleep now in the fire
The lie is my expense
The scope with my desire
The party blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
I am the Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, hey
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, hey
Sleep now in the fire
For it's the end of history
It's caged and frozen still
There is no other pill to take
So swallow the one
That makes you ill
The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
Sleep now in the fire (4x)
Correspondent:: kdetal@aol.com (KD et al)
Date: 24 Oct 2004 04:44:15 GMT
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>Yeah
>
>The world is my expense
>The cost of my desire
>Jesus blessed me with its future
>And I protect it with fire
>So raise your fists and march around
>Just don't take what you need
>I'll jail and bury those committed
>And smother the rest in greed
>Crawl with me into tomorrow
>Or I'll drag you to your grave
>I'm deep inside your children
>They'll betray you in my name
>
>Hey, hey
>Sleep now in the fire
>Hey, hey
>Sleep now in the fire
>
>The lie is my expense
>The scope with my desire
>The party blessed me with its future
>And I protect it with fire
>I am the Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria
>The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
>The agents of orange
>The priests of Hiroshima
>The cost of my desire
>Sleep now in the fire
>
>Hey, hey
>Sleep now in the fire
>Hey, hey
>Sleep now in the fire
>
>For it's the end of history
>It's caged and frozen still
>There is no other pill to take
>So swallow the one
>That makes you ill
>The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria
>The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
>The agents of orange
>The priests of Hiroshima
>The cost of my desire
>Sleep now in the fire
>
>Sleep now in the fire (4x)
Ah I still love Rage.
--
"Oh, hell, don't let them drink your tears and want more!..I'll be damned if
death wears MY sadness for glad rags. Don't feed them one damn
thing.."Nothing.....funny..." "SURE there is! Me! You!..All of us!..Look!"
-Ray Bradbury
Correspondent:: Zapanaz
Date: Sun, 24 Oct 2004 00:17:16 -0700
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On 24 Oct 2004 04:44:15 GMT, kdetal@aol.com (KD et al) wrote:
> Ah I still love Rage.
well you come to the right place, we got a whole newsgroup FULL of
rags here
http://joecosby.com/sound/rimshot.wav
--
Zapanaz
International Satanic Conspiracy
Customer Support Specialist
http://joecosby.com/
SMIKE the POPE
Correspondent:: Cardinal Vertigo
Date: Sun, 24 Oct 2004 07:40:37 GMT
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Zapanaz wrote:
> On 24 Oct 2004 04:44:15 GMT, kdetal@aol.com (KD et al) wrote:
>
>> Ah I still love Rage.
>
> well you come to the right place, we got a whole newsgroup FULL of
> rags here
>
> http://joecosby.com/sound/rimshot.wav
Time for bed, Joe.
Correspondent:: polar bear
Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2004 12:43:12 -0700
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In article , "Revi Shankar"
wrote:
> Written in 1982 -
SSSSSNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
Written in 1972!
I AM IRON MAN!
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We'll just pass him there
why should we even care?
He was turned to steel
in the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
for the future of mankind
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
that he will soon unfurl
Now the time is here
for Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved
Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge
Heavy boots of lead
fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!
pb
Correspondent:: "ghost"
Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2004 20:38:48 GMT
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"polar bear" wrote in message
news:251020041243125161%bear@pole.com...
> In article , "Revi Shankar"
> wrote:
>
> > Written in 1982 -
> SSSSSNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
>
> Written in 1972!
Written in 1969!
MY HUMAN GETS ME BLUES
I saw you baby dancing in your
x-ray gingham dress
I knew you were under duress
Ii knew you under your dress
just keep coming Jesus
you're the best-dressed
you look dandy in the sky
but you don't scare me
cause I got you here in my eye
in this lifetime
you got my human gets me blues
with your jaw hanging slack
and your hairs curling
like an old navy fork sticking in the sunset
the way you were dancing i knew you would never come back
you were straining to keep your
old black cracked patent shoes
in this lifetime
you got my human gets me blues
well the way you'd been old lady
i could see the fear in your windows
under your furry crawling brow
a silver bow rings up in inches
you were afraid you'd be the devil's
RED WIFE
but it's all right - God dug your dance
and would have you young
and in his harem
dress you the way he wants
because he never had a doll
because everybody made him a boy
and God didn't think
to ask his preference
you can bring your dress and your favorite dog
and your husband's cane
and your old spotted hog
because in this lifetime
you've got my human gets me blues
Correspondent:: polar bear
Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2004 12:45:40 -0700
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In article , "Revi Shankar"
wrote:
heh, heh....almost forgot:
DAH DAT
DAH DAH DAH
DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAT
DAH DAH DAH
DAH DAT
DAH DAH DAH
DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAT
DAH DAH DAH
pb