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Cloudscum said:oooh , ooh I want to join!!!! can I !!???
beergoggles said:Depends, what's your IQ?
beergoggles said:Jack, you are a fucking comic book hero. I never cease to be amazed.
Is it true you invented the glory hole?
jack said:We are all outlaws in the eyes of Amerika
jack said:Motherfuckers
Cloudscum said:
jack said:unless you count the lenny bruce and rusty warren recordings, but they weren't musical. But good call.
You and I often have a deeply common understanding![]()
Cloudscum said:yep, we both understand that we're common...![]()
Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun
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