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March 19th, 2002, 08:01 AM
#1
Inactive Member
Rubber Bullets - 10cc
I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"
Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
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March 21st, 2002, 10:35 PM
#2
HB Forum Owner
My song!
Bad Day
Fuel
Had a bad day again.
She said I would not understand,
Left a note and said "I'm sorry I
Had a bad day again."
She spilled her coffee, broke her shoe lace,
Smeared the lipstick on her face,
Slammed the door and said, "I'm sorry I
Had a bad day again."
And she swears there's nothing wrong.
I hear her playing that same old song.
She puts me up and puts me on.
And had a bad day again.
She said I would not understand.
Left a note and said, "I'm sorry I
Had a bad day again."
Nuuhuuhuu
And she swears there's nothing wrong.
I hear her playing that same old song.
She puts me up and puts me on.
Oh and I had a bad day again.
She said I would not understand.
She left a note and said, "I'm sorry I
Had a bad day again."
She left a note and said, "I'm sorry I
Had a bad day."
Alright, ooooo, ooohhhhh.
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March 25th, 2002, 03:19 AM
#3
Inactive Member
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone,
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun and 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
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, 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 and then disappeared
The curtains flew and 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 goodbye, 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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