----- Original Message ----- From: "Travis Edmunds" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Wednesday, March 08, 2006 12:09 PM Subject: Re: Hello (hello, hello)
> >>From: "Robert Seeberger" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> >>Reply-To: Killer Bs Discussion <[email protected]> >>To: "Killer Bs Discussion" <[email protected]> >>Subject: Re: Hello (hello, hello) >>Date: Sun, 5 Mar 2006 21:25:24 -0600 >> >>Travis Edmunds wrote: >> >> From: Doug Pensinger <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> >> >> Reply-To: Killer Bs Discussion <[email protected]> >> >> To: Killer Bs Discussion <[email protected]> >> >> Subject: Hello (hello, hello) >> >> Date: Sun, 05 Mar 2006 13:33:58 -0800 >> >> >> >> Is there anybody in there? >> >> Just nod if you can hear me. >> >> Is there anyone home? >> >> >> >> Come on, now. >> >> I hear youâre feeling down. >> >> Well I can ease your pain, >> >> Get you on your feet again. >> > >> > Don't be lonely, >> > there's no need. >> > Just knock >> > and we'll breathe >> > the days in and out, >> > away. >> > >> >>Have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight. >>I said have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight. >>I'm gonna squeeze you baby just as tight as I can >>Tonight you're gonna know I'm a mighty, mighty man. >>Have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight. >> >>I'm gonna meet you in the alley out behind the barn >>Don't be afraid, I'll do you no harm. >>Bring along your tap dancin' shoes, >>Tonight I'm gonna rock away all your blues. >>Have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight. >> >>Let down your hair, let's have some fun >>Not just a few, but everyone! >>Clap your hands and stomp your feet, >>Get your self up off your seat! >>Have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight. > > I know a place > Where we can go > Where no one cares > And no one knows, > If it's passion or play. > Lover of the black and white -- its your first night. The passion play / goes all the way / spoils your insight. Tell me / how the babys made / how the ladys laid / why the old Dog howls in sadness. And your little sisters immaculate virginity wings away on the bony Shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously Into her geography revision. (the examining body examined her body.) Actor of the low-high q, lets hear your view. Peek at the lines upon your sleeves since your memory wont do. Tell me / how the babys graded / how the ladys faded / why the old dogs Howl with madness. All of this and some of thats the only way to skin the cat. And now youve lost a skin or two -- youre for us and we for you. The dressing room is right behind Weve got you taped -- youre in the play. How does it feel to be in the play? How does it feel to play the play? How does it feel to be the play? Man of passion rise again, we wont cross you out -- for we do love You like a son -- of that theres no doubt. Tell us / is it you who are here for our good cheer? Or / are we here / for the glory / for the story / for the gory satisfaction Of telling you how absolutely awful you really are? There was / a rush along the fulham road. There was / a hush in the passion play. xponent Non-Bodine Jethros Maru rob _______________________________________________ http://www.mccmedia.com/mailman/listinfo/brin-l
