Posted by The Jimmy Whitley on October 14, 1999 at 13:52:44:
In Reply to: What's your favorite lyric? posted by Fever In The Funk House on October 14, 1999 at 11:27:21:
Yes, I know, no CAPITAL letters. Even though I live in the my state's capital, I never really was into capitalism that much. Anyway....
These are all off of the top of my head..
Syph already named one of my favorites:
Headed for the overload,
Splattered on the dusty road,
Kick me like you've kicked before,
cause I can't even feel the pain no more.
The pools in but the patio ain't dry
The bitch keeps bitchin, snitcher keeps snitchin
dropin names and telephone numbers and all.
Tit's and Ass with Soul.
(just put the whole fucking song down)
I love ya dirty fucker
I'm a cold italian pizza, I could use a lemon squeezer, would you do?
My bags they get a very close inspection.
I wonder what it is that they suspect me
They're dying to add me to their collections
And I don't know if they'll let me go
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
Doin' things I used to do
They think are new
I sit and watch
As tears go by
Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Never made a school mama happy,
Never blew a second chance, oh no
Call it novelty fascination
I call it nasty education
Friends of mine, they'll snicker and sneer
Their all laughin' while I cry in my beer
In the silk sheet of time
I will find peace of mind
Love is a bed full of blues
There's more but this is turning into a book.
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