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Post by ThePunisher_129 on Oct 20, 2008 16:01:52 GMT -5
I am going to post one of my alltime favorite songs
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost this can't be real
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone
No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
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Post by canedust on Oct 21, 2008 2:59:06 GMT -5
Lol, you'd never guess it goes for over 6 minutes.
Down in the valley, the valley so low,
Lay the town over and hear the winds blow,
Lay the town over and dig it all in,
For what we once had will not come again.
The people are crying, the people are down,
They look at the crevice where once lived a town,
And it's not for the money, they cry not for the blame
They just cry for a ghost town, such a great shame.
Take six politicians and dig me a grave
Take six intellectuals, my soul try to save
And six union workers, a red flag to wave
And one stupid singer to rant and to rave...
Now Old King Coal was a merry old soul
Such a merry old soul was he,
Cause he fed my dad, he fed my mum,
He fed us children three.
And I remember Old Coach Road,
And the pine trees by its side
And I remember the playground there,
And every swing and slide.
It's goodbye to you my old grey friend
Soon your days are at an end
They'll dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Industrial Town.
In the morning when the sun came up
On commission housing, there,
We could feel the ash from the mine sometimes
Come floating through the air.
But times were good and we didn't mind
About the chimneys and their mess.
Oh no, three meals a day, a sleep at night,
We couldn't have cared less.
It's goodbye to you my old grey friend
Soon your days are at an end
They'll dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Industrial Town.
Time moved on, we moved away
How a young child soon forgets,
Twelve years later I returned,
And I see with regret
Empty houses, empty streets,
Not a single soul to meet,
Sold right out, damned on whim,
Sing this chorus, sing this hymn.
Goodbye to you my old grey friend
Soon your days are at an end
They'll dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Industrial Town.
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Post by ThePunisher_129 on Oct 21, 2008 9:06:38 GMT -5
Good song.
Yeah, my song looks really short but is well over six minutes lol.
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Post by spirithunter on Oct 26, 2008 13:44:44 GMT -5
Walking alone beneath the lights of that miracle mile,
Me and Mary making our way into the night,
You can hear the cries from the carnival rides,
The pinball bills, skee ball slides,
Watching the summer sun fall out of sight,
There’s a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean
Making it's way past the hotel wall to fill the streets
Mary is holding both of her shoes in her hands
Said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet
And in the morning I’m leaving, making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
And I don't see how you could ever be anything but mine
There’s a local band playing at the sea side pavilion
And I got just enough cash to get us in
And as we are dancing Mary’s wrapping her arms around me
And I can feel the sting of summer on my skin
In the midst of the music I tell her I love her,
We both laugh cause we know it isn’t true
But Mary there's a summer drawing to an end tonight
And there's so much that I long to do to you
And in the morning I’m leaving, making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
And I don’t see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooo..
And in the morning I’m leaving, making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
And I don’t see how you could ever be anything but mine
Mary I don't see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooooo...ooooooooooooooo...
...And in the morning I’m leaving, making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
Hey, I don’t see how you could ever be anything but mine
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Post by canedust on Oct 26, 2008 15:33:14 GMT -5
Yeah, I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the places I've been
The changes that I've left behind
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way every time
'Cause I've had my share of good intentions
And I've made my share of mistakes
And I've learned at times it's best to bend
'Cause if you don't well those are the breaks
Should have listened to all the things I was told
But I was young and too proud at the time
Now I look at myself to find
I learn the hard way ev'ry time
But in looking back at the lessons I've learned
And the mountains I wanted to climb
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way ev'ry time
'Cause I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the faces I've been
I would sure be the first one to say
When I look at myself today
Wouldn'ta done it any other way
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Post by canedust on Dec 3, 2008 17:13:10 GMT -5
Went for something different to bump this thread
We left Macquarie Harbour it was in the pouring rain
None of us quite sure if we would see England again
Some fool muttered death or liberty
There was six of us together a jolly hungry crew
And as the days went by you know our hunger quickly grew
Some fool muttered death or liberty
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomaches they were rumbling all through the night so dark
We were only trying to keep our selves alive
But when the sun came up next morning well the six had turned to five
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
All five of us were nervous and I'll tell you that’s a fact
But you should have seen the bastard who was carrying the axe
He was a sick man he had murder in his heart
And then we reached the Franklin River, and it took two days to cross
We were wet and almost starving and for food we’re at a loss
We were hungry men with murder on our minds.
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were rumbling all through the night so dark,
And they were making noises that death could not ignore
and when the sun came up next morning,
The five had turned to four!
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the four of us kept on marching to a place called Western Teirs
A country full of tasty game but for us it lent no cheer
We had no guns we were travelling without hope
But the axe it loomed so ominous and God's hand was at play
For a sick man is a type of game which can not run away
My good man your time is at hand
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were rumbling all through the night so dark
I can't say I feel guilty after all it wasn't me
But when the sun came up next morning the four had turned to three
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the three of us kept on moving but one was sinking fast
He had been bitten by a snake and you could see he would not last
My poor man your time is at hand
And when he could march no longer his time was there at last
We were far to weak to carry him subsistency comes first
My good man your time is at hand
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
It was a messy job but it was what we had to do
But when the sun came up next day guess what, the three had turned to two
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Now he had been looking at me funny, sort of eyeing me for days,
And you would not need to be too bright to know that bastard’s ways
He was a sick man, he had murder in his heart.
But even bastards have to rest, and even bastards have to sleep,
And when he was in the land of Nod straight over I did creep,
And the axe that he had wielded now was mine.
So that night, I made the fire, out of twigs and out of bark,
And my stomach it kept rumbling all through the night so dark.
I can’t say that I enjoyed it, and it wasn’t exactly fun,
But when the sun came up next morning, the two had turned to one!
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well now history is a pack of lies, as any fool can tell,
So when I got down to Hobart town I told my story well,
But do you think they would believe one word I said?
For they thought that I was covering for my mates still at large,
So that they’d be roaming in the bush all wild and free,
And back to old Macquarie Harbour they sent me
But I remembered the fires made out of twigs and made of bark
and my stomach it kept rumbling all through the night so dark
And this young fool he just said to me hey it's liberty or death
And he looked so rather tasty well this time I just could not help it singing
And I said, right there’s another one, don’t you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It’s a tale they won’t believe
When I get down
When I get down
When I get down to Hobart town
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Post by SimpsonsWWE316 on Dec 7, 2008 17:20:00 GMT -5
I am going to post one of my alltime favorite songs Life it seems, will fade away Drifting further everyday Getting lost within myself Nothing matters no one else I have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me free Things not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost this can't be real Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now he's gone No one but me can save myself, but it's too late Now I can think, think why I should even try Yesterday seems as though it never existed Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye I <3 that song. |
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