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Comment by Ezekielpoop on May 21, 2010 at 12:54pm

I don't normally title my poems, or lyrics, but I happened to come across one for this

The Green Side

To be rich,
I could buy most anything,
to be rich,
oh man, they look happy.
Diamon rings, fur coats, and Gucchi shoes.
To be rich,
could buy me:
a home all alone,
a purse full of empty money,
a lonely whore,
every night alone.
Pistol to the head,
cold and hungry.
To be rich,
I could buy most anything.
Not you,
You who stands all alone,
Unrelenting, unfeeling, uncaring,
not you whom I love
not you, not you.
To be rich,
to be famous,
Just fucking shoot me.
My will to the poor, the homeless, the hungry,
Kids on the street,
to be rich,
I could buy most anything
anything, everything,
Demand it, get it
Want, and you shall receive,
to be rich,
I could buy most anything.

Comment by sean harper on May 20, 2010 at 5:33pm

so i was just sitten outside, jammin away at about 11 pm last night, i was doin my routine (sing about whatever comes to mind) and i was singin bout life
a dog walks by accross the street, sniffin around, i sing about him, two bikes come around the corner scare the dog he runs into the road, pow, thump rump, ksssss, dog be hit by a car
then? another car comes by drags him down the street

quite depressing, made this song for him though

I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout life
Em
When a dog wonders by
Am
~
Looking… scrounging, for food
Em
Day by day, lives this pooch
Am

Then all of a sudden
Two bikes come from round the courner
Em
The dog he tries to run
Oh, but in the wrong direction
Am

He runs, right into the highway
Em
He stops to look, but no it’s too late
Am
~
POW! Hit by a car
Em
That’s how life is, ruthless and hard
Am


Life’s kinda like this dog’s
Em
It’s cold and dirty, but not that long
Am
~
If you stop to see if you’re in one
Em
You’ll find yourself in a bad position
Am
~
Life truly is one of motion
Em
So take a hint my friend, and stay with the program
Am

Cause you never know what ye’ll miss
Em
You never know what you’ll miss
Am
You never know what ye’ll miss
Em
You just might…get hit
Am

Comment by sean harper on May 19, 2010 at 2:13am

Here’s a nice cynical song about boy bands, and how much I hate them, keep in mind I’m a lil angry todae, it’s called “boy bands, I hate thee”

Here’s to you
You fucking boy bands
NSYNC to Good Charlot
They’re all scam

Chris Brown hah
How bout R Kelly
Hey didn’t he
Piss on some lady

You make me depressed
About modern taste in music
It’s kind of like
They all went to shit

How bout that Michael Jackson?
And his little kids?
Everyone hates him,
Until he dead

First he’s a god
Then he’s a pedo
Now that he’s dead
He’s a big fucking deal

You make me depressed
About modern taste in music
It’s kind of like
They all went to shit

Maybe some day people will grow some balls
To throw out the bands that the media promotes

the end

Comment by sean harper on May 13, 2010 at 3:08am

FOR FUCK'S SAKE, SOMEONE POST SOMETHING FOR ME TO READ, ARE YOU PEOPLE ON HIATUS OR SOMETHING!?

This little thing i wrote is a pathetically simple song called tacoma=drama in reference to the place i live in

tacoma tacoma
such a pile of shit...
tacoma tacoma
always having a fit

well...
-tacoma is full
-of drama queens
-crying and fussing
-about every fucking thing

What. A. Mother. Fucking. Joke

Around each courner
a babbling wench
on each and every bus
another raving bitch

i'm thinking of molding that with this other song, 'anarchist girl'? cause its short, pointless un creative and dull
i dunno
any vile critisicm, is better than none

Comment by Ace on March 26, 2010 at 7:03am

thanks man

Comment by sean harper on March 26, 2010 at 4:07am

fuck yeah man, touche', tat' was better thun meh stoof, it really made sense tae mate, i dig ye' had teh balls tae post some work up here too, you're teh first, besides meh, but i made teh group so i dinna count haha
keep writing mon

Comment by Ace on March 25, 2010 at 9:32pm

Don't know how good or bad this is so i guess I'll post it here and see what feedback I get.

What happened to the attitude, what happened to the grit?
The anger and fun of punk rock has all turned to bullshit.

This lifestyle is dying
And only we keep it alive
Theres too many dying
For us to survive

It's up to us to rise against
And uncover the corrupt
We are the few that have the sense
To dare to interrupt

Punk's not dead
As long as we keep it alive
Keep a straight head
And we can thrive

Comment by sean harper on March 8, 2010 at 9:15pm

gimme gimme a whisky
A D G E
gimme before i die
Am C E
gimme gimme a whisky
A D G E
gimme and i'll show you a good time
A C E

we travelled across the ocean's,
Am C
with nothing but a pint
E Am
we'd drink as much as wee could
E G
and then some more and fight
Dm Am
for the alcohol, we'd fight for our lives
Am C E
for the alcohol, we'd give our lives tonight
Am E Am

gimme gimme a whisky
A D G E
gimme before i die
Am C E
gimme gimme a whisky
A D G E
gimme and i'll show you a good time
A C E

we'll do fucking anything
Am C
we want to drink rum untill we die
E G E
we just want one, more fucking glass
G
or we'll rob you blind
Dm Am
for the alcohol, we'll poke out your eyes
Am C E
for the alcohol, we'd surely die
Am E Am

Comment by sean harper on March 8, 2010 at 4:35am

well i found him, drunk on the floor
about too have a hangover
but little it he know, what was bout too happen to him
the sharpie master was in the room,
and the sharpie master had his pen

oh sharpie master, have mercy on me
i did not do nothing to you
please good god have mercy on me
i have work tomorrow....

i aproached very scilently, with sword in hand
and began to draw on the face of this man
he was snoring so very loudly, i could not help meself
i drew a dick rick on his cheak
right next too his mouth....

oh sharpie master, have mercy on me
i did not do nothing to you
please good god have mercy on me
i have work tomorrow

Comment by sean harper on March 8, 2010 at 4:35am

everyone feel free to post your works, all...5 of ye... haha

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