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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
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Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
I'll start:
More is more says the Pope in Rome Chrome-moly Indians roam home to a dome
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Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:15 am |
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Broseidon
Walrus meat
Joined: Sun Jul 04, 2010 8:22 pm Posts: 7769 Location: Cambrodia.
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Psuedo-satanic science fiction theatre Johnny was a good man Now he terrorizes women at the mall with his peter
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Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:10 pm |
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torgeot
Winston Wolf
Joined: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:10 am Posts: 7283 Location: in the valley of the shadow of death
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Slain lions feed on sunlight, the whiskey stench is the aphrodisiac, the darkness comes on my face
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Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:14 pm |
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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Omaha to Wichita, I'm living off the grid Sixteen miles to the nearest bar That's where I stashed the squid
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Fri Mar 08, 2013 10:35 pm |
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Zozobra
Henry Kissinger
Joined: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:00 am Posts: 1105
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Under pale sky Cthulu rises Endless terror rains down Shake dem tittites, bitch
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Sun Mar 10, 2013 7:47 pm |
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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Satan I'm hailin' the man and he's drivin' the van he's got the master plan mastur in your van
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Sun Mar 10, 2013 11:43 pm |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
Joined: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:32 pm Posts: 11362 Location: ruining everything.
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Been borne abrupter, our will corrupter Someone switch the twitch off sudden But it must've been a long way coming Out of the slow slide Wanted to grow, right? Over the slim bit But then kind of still shit. Twisted the words wrong Forged out an old song Was a surprise though Weren't aiming for old. This is my continuing problem with lyrics. Good, bad, ugly. They go wherever they want. Even off the top of the skull nonsense makes total sense. Aim to make sense and it doesn't. (and no, just aiming for opposite of intent to try and trick the Thwarting Machine doesn't work either.)
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Mon Mar 11, 2013 12:14 am |
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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Cardinal Wolsey Admiral Halsey beating on children with cerebral palsy
A choir of hookers on angel wings this is why we can't have nice things
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Tue Mar 12, 2013 1:49 pm |
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torgeot
Winston Wolf
Joined: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:10 am Posts: 7283 Location: in the valley of the shadow of death
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Cunnilingus Analingus Next pope is not Sagittarius
Empty space leaves too much room for nothing
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Wed Mar 13, 2013 8:38 am |
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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
My trousers lie over the ocean My trousers lie over the sea My trousers lie over the ocean So bring back my trousers to me
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Thu Mar 21, 2013 3:38 am |
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Broseidon
Walrus meat
Joined: Sun Jul 04, 2010 8:22 pm Posts: 7769 Location: Cambrodia.
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
Destroy me, destroy me I've no uses, you can't employ me
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Thu Mar 21, 2013 6:21 am |
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Unstrung
Pendulous
Joined: Wed Jun 16, 2010 1:17 pm Posts: 7984 Location: Fung lung chung
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And fish? It's poo. Is it battered? Me too! Battered Brownfish. *Ding!*
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Thu Mar 21, 2013 1:38 pm |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
Joined: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:32 pm Posts: 11362 Location: ruining everything.
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A friction sort of sawyer, just a dull-ass toof with a wrong-ass set. The fictionary seeking of a solid gold troof, was a long-ass bet. Was a slim no name that we never quite knew, That bent a trimmed up plane into a weather vane screw. Tried to direct it. But no air yet did.
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Thu Mar 21, 2013 1:49 pm |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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Splattered a paintless pint sized trill. A broken frame on a windowless sill. Abreast apart-er fins-ed and beleaguered, A mess, the art of rinsed and uneagered. While we cracked about on donation trips, alignment issues originated with our surface slips. Angled obliquely some numbers bent weakly.
Early wars of pure displacement aether Some vowel miner. A horde of open sounds blasted from the tight spaces underneath our hoods. The trouble with text was that we were no good.
A flinging sort of mud chucker bent the lawn all into a sort of damp air, a sort of mist filth cloud.
We expected rain and then we got it. Though when it came, it arrived solid.
(Most of the time, i just write like one of those spam autogenerator emails.)
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Sat Mar 23, 2013 6:33 pm |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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Flint scratcher a flame flipper A brim patcher a sane slipper. A dried out and sweltered sort The died-out all belted forth. A slow-scrolling list of the names extinct that you are sure still exist, or well you guess, you think.
A million casts of broken wings it All plaster pasts of folks still sings it When under all it's fears thats brings its. Well, we aren't pleased until smokes all rings its.
Flared up a spit roasting what had been said Swear us to quit putting foes in the bed
Oh spare us the wit, and we'll spare you the rest.
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Sun Mar 24, 2013 10:46 am |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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Prior splint, a cracked up holder Some violent, a practiced folder Some of them were not and some of them were tacked on with mirrors, as any good lure.
Tapped off a bliss tank flashed up, the wish shrank.
Got a picture with the story but there's something mismatch Felt some friction and a worry that the holes will not patch. We were hoping for a sign and sure some signs have been shown, But the words the walls are bleeding aren't in any language we've known.
A winter of ash dreams A tailor of split seams
The trouble with smoke screens.
A pleasant disaster we copied in plaster We wanted a sure bet but it don't exist yet.
Rescinded its time stamp Un-winded the cloud damp And it is true we got misplaced But were just too tired to retrace.
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Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:26 am |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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Trims it outward bent a cutter the flying things that streak and flutter. Crush their little wingsy wires Switch their lifts with crashy fires. A Song That Missiles Sing, an anthem. We burning smashing things, all phantoms. A faster flasher, end of unscarred we crater makers, smashers-apart Flings us fire, holds us heat. Hissing whistles sings our feet. Aims us for a more discreet But always ends us, more loudlee...
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Mon Mar 25, 2013 5:14 pm |
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Snaxocaster
Simethicone
Joined: Thu Jun 17, 2010 3:00 pm Posts: 11625 Location: McMurdo Research Station
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Re: Nonsense lyrics. You have the next few lines. Go.
A Song That Missiles Sing is a genuinely brilliant line.
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Tue Mar 26, 2013 2:43 am |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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Yarr, in troof, there was a long time ago written by me a tune of that name. It was from like 1999, and so in the fashion of my solo musical output of that time, extra terrible, but the title, i have long remained a fan of. Always sort of vaguely intended to write a new one around it, so it randomly pops into random texts these days, as above.
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Tue Mar 26, 2013 9:32 am |
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chris_d
Winston Wolf
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A Pleasant Story For Children To Sing.
Puncturing a flailsafe, a sprinting pest distended, a fear shake that shows when they rest. A vision of heartless beasts oversize the execution was artless, unfair, imprecise. When waking we would not have feared in the space but the darkness brought Others, unconciousness-placed.
So battle the quiet, the dimmer, the dull so resist the slow curling sleepiness pull.
Shield all of your peoples and know what is at stake. If you want not to lose them, then KEEP THEM AWAKE.
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Tue Mar 26, 2013 12:49 pm |
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