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Started by Rupert Giles, September 15, 2004, 08:14:46 AM

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Rupert Giles

Scream a little scream fer me
When you're lost in sleep
alone in bed alone again.

Scream a little scream for peace
'cause you know you can't quite see the end

So scream and scream and scream and scream

Scream a little scream for me
I know you deep inside
All the thoughts you couldn't hide
All the things you kept alive
Deep beneath your armored side

Scream a little scream
Dream a little dream
It don't matter much to me
I was always there
I thought you never cared
But to late I see
How much you needed me

So scream a little scream for me
When you're crying into your pillow
Next to your good for nothing boy friend

And scream a little scream,
a tiny little thing
born of agony
Voiceless on its wings
carrying to me
a message I'll recieve
that you need me
that you need me
that you need me
once again.

Rev Thwack

A chill runs up your spine
It crawls into your brain
The freezing touch of fear

It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream

It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream
My balls itch...

cyberus

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
What'll be to crunch in your sisters
She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter
Flack chap chau fauses, mouses, houses
Flittin and hittin and fittin quack quack

Watching the teley till all hours big time
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
What'll be coming to crunch in your sisters
She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
The bun-sellers or cake-makers were in nothing inclinable to their request; but,which was worse,did injure them most outrageously,called them prattling gabblers,lickorous gluttons,freckled bittors,mangy rascals,shite-a-bed scoundrels,drunken roysters,sly knaves,drowsy loiterers,slapsauce fellows,slabberdegullion druggels,lubberly louts,cozening foxes,ruffian rogues,paltry customers,sycophant-varlets,drawlatch hoydens,flouting milksops,jeering companions,staring clowns,forlorn snakes,ninny lobcocks,scurvy sneaksbies,fondling fops,base loons,saucy coxcombs,idle lusks,scoffing braggarts,noddy meacocks,blockish grutnols,doddipol-joltheads,jobbernol goosecaps,foolish loggerheads,flutch calf-lollies,grouthead gnat-snappers,lob-dotterels,gaping changelings,codshead loobies,woodcock slangams,ninny-hammer flycatchers,noddypeak simpletons,turdy gut,shitten shepherds,and other suchlike defamatory epithets; saying further,that it was not for them to eat of these dainty cakes...

Rupert Giles

Long Long ago and far far away
I crawled out of my purple haze
Opened my eyes and saw the sky
Looked to my side and realised

You were not there.
I could still remember
When I tried so hard
the smell of your hair
the sound of your laugh
the touch of your hand
the look of a smile on your face...

Long ago and far far away
I sat on my porch one day
Stared across the street
At the road we used to walk in bare feet

You were not there.
I could barely see
your image hanging there
waving to me.
Calling me over
to sit on your couch
and help you with your algebra homework.

Not so long ago and not so far away
I was sitting in my room yesterday
Bawling my eyes out again
Because now I'm without my only friend

You are not here.
You are not there.
I can find you anywhere.
I don't know where you are.
It seems ever so far.
But I want you know
That wherever you go
When you sigh late at night
Somewhere,
No matter where I am.
No matter the time or the place.
I can still picture your face.
I remember those days.
When we were happier,
When we were younger,
before there was doubt and anger,
fear and worry,
before we moved away.
When we say eachother every day.
When I told you I love you, asked you to stay
And you just laughed and smiled
Told me that no matter where we go
We still have those winter snows
Those days of spaghetti
And algebra homework.

I close my eyes and think.
Into the past I sink.
And I can see you there.
The sun glimmerin' in your hair.
Gods, you look so fair.
And I know, that where ever you are today
We're not quite as far away
Because we refused to say

Goodbye...

cockroachfactor

AAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!!!!!!1
CONTRIBUTION, JERK.

[pwned]

Malaul

::tries to comfort CRF::
Coito ergo sum
O! Plus! Perge! Aio! Hui! Hem!
"You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy,the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the three most powerful men in America are named Bush, Dick, and Colon.  --Comedian Chris Rock

Rupert Giles

What?  Are my songs in memory of Lainey Miller too much for you?

MedeoPlusPlus

1. e4             e5
2. Bc4           Bc5
3. Qf3           Ne7
4. Qxf7++

cyberus

I think the lyrics were supposed to involve screams?
The bun-sellers or cake-makers were in nothing inclinable to their request; but,which was worse,did injure them most outrageously,called them prattling gabblers,lickorous gluttons,freckled bittors,mangy rascals,shite-a-bed scoundrels,drunken roysters,sly knaves,drowsy loiterers,slapsauce fellows,slabberdegullion druggels,lubberly louts,cozening foxes,ruffian rogues,paltry customers,sycophant-varlets,drawlatch hoydens,flouting milksops,jeering companions,staring clowns,forlorn snakes,ninny lobcocks,scurvy sneaksbies,fondling fops,base loons,saucy coxcombs,idle lusks,scoffing braggarts,noddy meacocks,blockish grutnols,doddipol-joltheads,jobbernol goosecaps,foolish loggerheads,flutch calf-lollies,grouthead gnat-snappers,lob-dotterels,gaping changelings,codshead loobies,woodcock slangams,ninny-hammer flycatchers,noddypeak simpletons,turdy gut,shitten shepherds,and other suchlike defamatory epithets; saying further,that it was not for them to eat of these dainty cakes...

cockroachfactor

you said scream. i screamed.
CONTRIBUTION, JERK.

[pwned]

Rupert Giles

Quote from: cockroachfactoryou said scream. i screamed.

Unless your name is Lainey Miller, you're not the one whom I want to scream.

Rupert Giles

This is my happy song
sung on a day when
nothing has gone wrong

I don't know how long
thing will go this way
but I feel this is how I belong

I sat on the corner of
seventeenth and university
today.

Waiting for a something,
or nothing, it doesn't matter
either way.

I sat there a long while.
Chainsmoking the way
I earned my nickname.

When three girls passed along
All of them in a shiny new sports car.
They stopped at the red light.
They were searching for a light.
I looked down at my hand.
The lighter that it held.
I walked on over to their car.
They'd seen me from a far.
I held out my hand, and the girl looked at me.
"Are you sure, baby?"
And I just smiled to her.
Nodded my head and turned away.
And with her my lighter did stay.

I don't know where this song was meant to go.
And that just goes to show
That when I start
Things go a bit too far

So I'll just stop
Right
Here...

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Go ahead and run,
the chase is always fun...
but you'll only die tired in the end.

Whether rain or sun,
the target's anyone...
unless you can join me on this trend.

-cycolicious
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

Horab Fibslager

there once was  a man form nantucket,
colelcted ducks and buckets.
a nieghbor asked
"what do you do with those?"
he replied:
i fondle the ducks and fuck the buckets.


i don't think i've ever heard the orginal of this.
Hell is other people.

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Here's a something with 'scream' written all over it:

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/bukkake.php
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"