The Fetid Craving of the Clenched Clam

[sMartins]

[TemuSoldier]

tried to make sense of the martinslop. my time has been successfully wasted

[dUmbins]

I'll be your Jonny on the spot
I'll be your Jonny on the spot
My daddy died, and left me all he's got
I'll be your Jonny on the spot

I get up early in the morn'
I get up early in the morn'
I slop the pigs, and momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn'

I got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I've got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I'll be your Jonny on the spot

I'll be your Jonny on the spot
I'll be your Jonny on the spot
My daddy died, and left me all he's got
I'll be your Jonny on the spot

I get up early in the morn'
I get up early in the morn'
I slop the pigs, and momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn'

I got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I've got a Chevy with a Mopar cam
I'll be your Jonny on the spot

[sMartins]

Toxicity
by System of a Down

Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder?
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts

[dUmbins]

I'm waving my dick in the wind
I'm waving my dick in the wind
If it all goes right, I'll be in your arms tonight
But I'm waving my dick in the wind

I'm lost in the sauce once again
I'm lost in the sauce once again
If I make it through the night, everything will be alright
But I'm lost in the sauce once again

It's been 97 days since I laid my head beside you
And a million miles of highway in-between
There's some red and blue lights that are shining right behind me
And that pig's pretty mean, bastard

You should have seen old Jimmy Wilson dance
You should have seen old Jimmy Wilson dance
Give that boy a dime, and you could have a chance
To see old Jimmy Wilson dance

I've got a real good feeling 'bout old Jimmy Wilson
Sure enough, he's got what it takes
Do another number for me, please won't you, Jimmy?
'Cause you're a real good dancer

I'm waving my dick in the wind (ooh)
I'm waving my dick in the wind (ooh)
If it all goes right, I'll be in your arms tonight
But I'm waving my dick in the wind

Waving my dick in the wind
I'm waving my, dick in the wind

[dUmbins]

Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love and in Campville, he was slain

I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for 12 months and one day

But when 12 months were come and gone, this young man, he arose
What makes you weep down by my grave?
I can't take my repose

One kiss, one kiss of your lily-white lips
One kiss is all I crave
One kiss, one kiss of your lily-white lips
And return back to your grave

My lips, they are as cold as my clay
My breath is heavy and strong
If thou was to kiss my lily-white lips, thy days would not be long

Oh, don't you remember the Garden Grove where we used to walk?
Pluck the finest flower of them all, 'twill wither to a stalk

Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep and water from a stone
And white milk from a maiden's breast, that babe 'ere never known

Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep, as quickly as you may
I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for 12 months and one day

Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love and in Campville, he was slain

I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for 12 months and one day

[sMartins]

Sailor's Hornpipe
by Dodo

Oh, a sailor's life is the life for me,
How I love to sail
O'er the bounding sea
And I never never ever
Do a thing about the weather
For the weather never ever
Does a thing for me

Oh, a sailor's life is the life for me,
How I love to sail
O'er the bounding sea
If you want to sail
A ship like mine
And be a sailor all the time
Then learn to do
The Sailor's Hornpipe
Just like me

And I love the wind a'blowin'
As we leave the quay,
'Till we round the jetty and
We let the sail blow free
Cause I always had the notion
For a life upon the ocean
Dance the Hornpipe to the
motion of the rolling sea

[dUmbins]

Three men’s all they were.
Three men out at sea.
Three men came aboard my ship and took my true love from me.
I couldn't believe
She wanted to leave
She wanted to leave.

I loved you so long.
Since you were a child.
I've cared for your every need.
I've tried to make you smile.
And all the while
You wanted to leave
You wanted to leave.

Go gather the guns.
We'll blast them at sea.
She begged for me not to shoot,
"For my true love is here with me."
I've never loved thee
Now I must leave
Now I must leave.

So go fetch a bottle of rum, dear friends,
And fill up my glass to the rim.
For I'm not the man I used to be ...
Now ... I'm one ... of THEM.


*deep radar ping*

(somber reprise)

[taurenshaman]

Kartaczzzo bigutta picola de la bomba bambina, pasta con la pane quality. Kalama olives.

[sMartins]

Mai come voi
by Tre Allegri Ragazzi Morti



We will never be like you
Non saremo mai come voi

We are different
Siamo diversi

You can call us if you want
Puoi chiamarci se vuoi

Lost boys
Ragazzi persi


Life far from every cliché
La vita lontana da ogni cliché

Look for it, it's inside you
Cercala è dentro di te

Life far from every cliché
La vita lontana da ogni cliché

Look for it, it's inside you
Cercala è dentro di te


We will never be like you
Non saremo mai come voi

And my friends like me
E I miei amici come me

Who talk to stray dogs
Che parlano ai cani randagi

And know how to listen to the birds
E che sanno ascoltare gli uccelli

And we will have wings like them
E avremo ali come quelli

And strong beaks to scratch
E becchi forti per grattare

Where your lies are weaker
Dove le vostre bugie sono più deboli

Don't try
Non ci provare

Don't try
Non ci provare

To enter our lives
Ad entrare nelle nostre vite

Don't try
Non ci provare

Don't try
Non ci provare

It ends badly
Che finisce male