Aces High Bulletin Board
General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: NUKE on August 27, 2004, 12:07:08 AM
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How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
Now that you know who you are
What do you want to be?
And have you traveled very far?
Far as the eye can see
How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
How often have you been there?
Often enough to know
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I think you really oughta shake this Beatles kick.
Not 'cuz they are bad.
Just 'cuz there are better.
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just because I spelled genius wrong?
Beatles are my favorite band, but I like a lot of music.
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Heh, I didn't notice that you spelled it wrong. I'm not exactly an authority on spelling. :D
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Nash, I may post some of my own music soon...
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cool! that'd be awesome.
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I don't want you and I don't need you
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
it's all relative to the size of your steeple
you can't see the forest for the trees
you can't smell your own **** on your knees
Hey you, what do you see?
something beautiful, something free?
hey you, are you trying to be mean?
if you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
there's no time to discriminate,
hate every mother****er
that's in your way
the worms will live in every host
it's hard to pick which one they eat most
the horrible people, the horrible people
it's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
capitalism has made it this way,
old-fashioned fascism will take it away
:D
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Yikes - what is that from?
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I have come curiously close to the end, though
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated
I conceded
Move closer
(Let me / I may) find comfort here
(Let me / I may) find peace within the emptiness
Coming for me
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, feeble and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, a confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
Familiar light reflections pass over me
The source is the light and endless sheen
The source that makes the hole black
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
You wanna peer down here survey my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I hide away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you so that the words spill through
And let the past break through bringing out our hope and reason
Before we hide away.
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Originally posted by Nash
Yikes - what is that from?
That's Marilyn Manson- Beautiful People