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  •  If you're not a Head (4.00)
    You are behind....
    •  Lemme guess... (4.00)
      You love your Pearly Baker best, more than your Gewurztraminer?

      --Anne ** ** ** ** ** ** "Hyena crawls on his belly out. The town is safe again tonight." --jms

      by asskicking annie on Fri Jul 22, 2005 at 02:59:13 PM PDT

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    •  "well, please don't be surprised (4.00)
      when you find me dreaming too"
      •  Sig line says it all (4.00)

        The future's here, we are it, we are on our own.

        by Frank Roberts on Fri Jul 22, 2005 at 03:39:16 PM PDT

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        •  great song - how apropos (none)
          Commissars and pin-stripe bosses
          Roll the dice.
          Any way they fall,
          Guess who gets to pay the price.
          Money green or proletarian gray,
          Selling guns 'stead of food today.

          So the kids they dance
          And shake their bones,
          And the politicians throwin' stones,
          Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
          Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

          Great bass - Lesh filling.

          by Glic on Fri Jul 22, 2005 at 03:56:35 PM PDT

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          •  Yep... (none)
            Shipping powders back and forth
            Singing "black goes south while white comes north"
            And the whole world full of petty wars
            Singing "I got mine and you got yours."

            And the current fashions set the pace.
            Lose your step, fall out of grace.
            And the radical he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page"

            And the rich man in his summer home,
            Singing "Just leave well enough alone"
            But his pants are down, his cover's blown
            And the politicians are throwing stones
            So the kids they dance they shake their bones
            Cause its all too clear we're on our own

            The future's here, we are it, we are on our own.

            by Frank Roberts on Fri Jul 22, 2005 at 04:53:04 PM PDT

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            •  I knew I would fit in well here... (none)
              Grounded in reality with our heads drifting tranquilly amongst the splintered sunlight.

              It's all bewildering. Good to know that we don't walk this alone.

              "Reason tatters
              the forces tear loose
              from the axis

              Searchlight casting
              for faults in the
              clouds of delusion

              shall we go,
              you and I
              While we can?..."

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