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Franklin Pierce
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: Minnesota
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Mordecai-Between The Buried And Me
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Cardigan-wearing man
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Much Binding In The Marsh
Posts: 1,082
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surprised it wasnt 'suicide is painless'.....
or even ' the monster mash'....
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Elite Elitist
Join Date: Apr 2006
Posts: 341
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Last 10 songs played on Unity Radio:
Iron Maiden - Can I play with Madness? Neil Diamond - Hello Again Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten Ella Fitzgerald - Reaching For The Moon Neil Young - Old Man Matthew Good - Alert Status Red Foo Fighters - Everlong See Spot Run - Weightless The Libertines - Tell the King Jackson Delta - My Mistake
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: Raleigh, NC
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Colm Heaney - Tonight
Nickel Creek - Reasons Why |
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Cardigan-wearing man
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Much Binding In The Marsh
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*raises glass to Wolf, a man of taste and distinction...*
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Elite Elitist
Join Date: Apr 2006
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Last 10 songs played on Unity Radio:
Pillar - Sunday Bloody Sunday Chantal Kreviazuk - Blue Les Sweet Janes - Bleed Yer Heart Out Sum 41 - Killer Queen U2 - With or Without You Jay McGroarty and Mike Turner - The Alchemist Iron Maiden - Run to The Hills Neil Diamond - Love On The Rocks Natasha Bedingfield - These Words (I Love You, I Love You) Ella Fitzgerald - Mack the Knife (a.k.a. "Morit'
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erika
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: "the high up north"
Posts: 6,127
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Kids Aren't Alright - The Offspring
One of the few recent bands with... well, anything, really.
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Makes some feel uncomfortable
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 10,346
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Tubular Bells - Mike Oldfield
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To shreds, you say?
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: in the house and on the street-how many, many feet we meet!
Posts: 18,449
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She was young! She was pure! She was new! She was nice!
She was fair! She was sweet seventeen! He was old! He was vile and no stranger to vice! He was base! He was bad! He was mean! He had slyly inveigled her up to his flat To view his collection of stamps, And he said as he hastened to put out the cat, The wine, his cigar and the lamps: 'Have some Madeira, m'dear! You really have nothing to fear; I'm not trying to tempt you-that wouldn't be right. You shouldn't drink spirits at this time of night; Have some Madeira, m'dear! It's very much nicer than Beer; I don't care for Sherry, one cannot drink Stout, And Port is a wine I can well do without; It's simply a case of Chacun a son GOUT! Have some Madeira, m'dear!' Unaware of the wiles of the snake in the grass, Of the fate of the maiden who topes, She lowered her standards by raising her glass, Her courage, her eyes-and his hopes. She sipped it, she drank it, she drained it, she did; He quietly refilled it again And he said as he secretly carved one more notch On the butt of his gold-handled cane: 'Have some Madeira, m'dear! I've got a small cask of it here, And once it's been opened you know it won't keep. Do finish it up-it will help you to sleep; Have some Madeira, m'dear! It's really an excellent year; Now if it were Gin, you'd be wrong to say yes, The evil Gin does would be hard to assess (Besides, it's inclined to affect m' prowess!) Have some Madeira, m'dear!' Then there flashed through her mind what her mother had said With her antepenultimate breath: 'Oh, my child, should you look on the wine when 'tis red Be prepared for a fate worse than death!' She let go her glass with a shrill little cry. Crash, tinkle! it fell to the floor. When he asked: 'What in heaven ... ?' she made no reply, Up her mind and a dash for the door. 'Have some Madeira, m'dear!' Rang out down the hall loud and clear. A tremulous cry that was filled with despair, As she paused to take breath in the cool midnight air; 'Have some Madeira, m'dear!' The words seemed to ring in her ear Until the next morning she woke up in bed, With a smile on her lips and an ache in her head- And a beard in her earhole that tickled and said: 'Have some Madeira, m'dear!'
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