Devious Journal EntryI only ask because my band and I are trying to do more covers and we can't think of songs everyone would like.
To answer my own question, my favorite song is The General by Dispatch.
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This is no Life"Bullshit," I say, a little bit too loud as I can see the people putting down their idiot magazines and staring at me. I turn and put my hand up as if to apologize, then I flip them off.This is no Life
I was supposed to be in London a half an hour ago, this godforsaken abode of the damned is in Chicago, and they delayed my flight again. So you can see why I don't care if people hear me refer to bovine excrement. See, my name is William, not Bill, not Will, none of that bullshit, and I'm a writer. Yeah, one of those poor souls condemed to a diet of white bread and whiskey because of an ability that rises us above the seething proletariat masses
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The galaxy moves onWould that it were you instead of me so happy and free and surrounded by love from the stars aboveThe galaxy moves on
To be without a care your heart out bare afraid of nothing, loved by all unafraid to fall
And the light beams down like so much love from the gleaming stars above I sit at night and think of you while the galaxy moves on
Jesus Christ once said to me Im not that kind of man Take Tull's advice and don't wind me up at all
And the fright radiating from the soldiers eyes speaks of life of love and warmth while
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OverdosedBAM. One second there was a double decked bus putting tread marks on my back and now I'm here. Well at least its not raining here, not like in that god-awful place they call England. That was a bonus. It struck me odd that I was alone, but such was life. Wait. ˜Was life? Am I dead? Wow. This must be heaven. Yea, it must be. That fence over there. I think that's where I'll head. I think I remember hearing something about that while sleeping late under the church pews one Sunday morning. The gates of Heaven. I don't remember hearing about chain-link fences and barbed wire as being the gates of heaven. Whatever. Sure beats the heck ouOverdosed
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SniperEverything is lazy on a Monday morning, even the sun. Only a couple of weak beams of light had the strength to break through the clouds. A lone, suspicious figure crossed the freshly dewed field that lead to the clock tower located in the middle of the campus. The figure was toting two bulky suitcases, one in each hand. Despite the suitcases the man was able to scale the stairs with an unsettling ease. He stopped in front of the tower and his eyes followed the figure of the building into the clouds. The man was raised in the country and he was still amazed by the mystery of tall buildings such as these. After kicking the door open the young mSniper
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- Current Residence: The smallest
- Interests: Stuff
- Favourite movie: A Walk to Remember, Dazed and Confused, The Dead Poets Society
- Favourite band or musician: The Beatles, Dispatch, Allman Brothers Band, Phish, Aerosmith
- Email: SEA11590@yahoo.com
- AIM: agressivehobo
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sure there are plenty more fish in the sea BUT WHO THE HELL WANTS TO DATE A FUCKING FISH
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I like using innuendo, if you know what I mean.
>>>Fssssh.
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