I have some song lyrics.
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It's a slow song. Not sad, but has a soft dubstep beat. It's not loud.
When will you feel me now
And touch me
You will come here now
A become more pure
There is just no cure
I-I hope you know
I-I-now
I hope you know
It's all in the kimono
It's all in the kimono
There is just no tomorrow
for now
Its just all in the kimono
For now
For now
You see me walking down the street
Gave me a look that surprised me
This isn't no british high tea
Walked past me
And forgot about me
I will put you on
Don't hold it against me
No more
Dont hold it against
There is just kimono
And it's the only thing there
To make me feel safe
And comfy
I never felt like this in my life
Please don't come off me
Like most people did
Just stay on me
And make me feel better -
Name: Puppet
You see me in the headlights
The light is shining so bright
This is holding on me so tight
And I just can't breathe
You make me go up
And you make me go down
I can't just make decisions for myself
You make us go right
Or left
It doesn't matter anyways
This goes on for days and days
And it doesn't make me feel right
It's just not alright
It makes me feel
Makes me feel like a puppet
A puppet
The strings attached
Latched
Just get a baseball bat
You hit us
Teared us apart
But nowadays I just cant tell
If you will ever leave me
And stop treating me like a puppet
You got the strings
Latched on me
You got the strings
Lets just sit around
And hear the phone ring
The show goes on
Everybody is watching
I cry for help while they are taunting -
name: The obliteration of flab Quarv 7
Y'know, back in outer space we used to drink -
a lot We used to take all kinds of kick-ass drugs
And showed blatant disrespect for any authority figures
Little did we know we were undermining our entire value system...
At that time I was serving in the Masters 3rd Scumdog Legion
aboard a planetary infection barge,
attempting to obey a host of confusing orders,
but mostly satisfying only our lust for slaughter ravingly drunk half the time,
I only realized a battle had started
when I heard the roar of the fleets plasma bombardment.
Piling into our armored assault pods we began our descent
to the planets pulverized surface.
We were met by a flight of primitive interceptors
which we devastated with soaring blast of nuclear hatred,
flashing through the debris cloud into the atmosphere below.
The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7 On the horizon was the blazing outlines
of a bombed city, the outlying areas dotted with flaming craters
and fleeing refuges I vomited out the window and led our battalion
on a blazing attack on the non-combatants pulpifying their flesh
in a rain of sulfuric plasma burst.
The mass mutilation of a world ensued,
with those not being fit for slave labor being herded
into gigantic flaming pits.
We laughed as several thousand years
of cultural development were wiped out
in a single blundering instant.
Gorged on guts, gouged out eyes
Captives fill the breeding hive
Desecrate their sovereign world
Bloated, bloody, drunken churl
Cultures crumble, races die
Stench of midgets fill the sky
Smashing skulls with ghastly crunch
Pretty soon we'll break for lunch
Later, as we flew through deep space
Ritually disemboweling our victims
The navigator informed us that we
Attacked the wrong planet.
Hehehehehahaha
The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7 -
So.. why did I have to read your history project? .-.
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Um... o-o
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I posted song lyrics...
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No, you posted your history report. :T
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So I was in the master's 3rd scumdog legion during the obliteration of flab quarv 7? Does that make me balsak the iron jaws of death? Because that's who sang that song.
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GWAR
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I'M NOT ALONE
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Uh, I don't know. Whatever floats your boat.
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Oh yeah, that band full of barbaric pedophiles.
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I just f---ing knew it right a I started reading it XD \m/
RIP Oderus Urungus and Flattus Maximus -
I actually had a chance to go see them in concert years back. I f---ing passed it up because I figured I'd be able to see them next time around. Missed chances man.
And AP, THAT'S MR. BARBARIC PEDOPHILES TO YOU!
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