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The Gun Of Bavaria

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1996 - Just graduated from Eastern Michigan and commissioned as a young Second Lieutenant in the Army.

I just 'found these songs on the internet'. Haven't heard them in 9 years.

STABBING WESTWARD

"Shame"

I only see myself reflected in your eyes

So all that I believe I am essentially are lies

And everything I've hoped to be or ever thought I was

Died with your belief in me so who the hell am I?

I'm wondering 'round confused

Wondering why I try

The more that you deny my pain

The more it intensifies...

I pray for someone to ache for me the way I ache for you...

If you ignore that I'm alive

I've nothing to cling to

I stare in this mirror

So tired of this life

If only you would speak to me or care if I'm alive

Once I swore I would die for you

But I never meant it like this

I never meant like this

no i never meant like this

I don't know if I'm real without you

What is left of me without you?

I don't know whats real without you

How can I exist without you?

What Do I Have To Do?

You make it hard to breathe

It's as if I'm suffocating

And when you're next to me

I can feel your heartbeat through my skin

It makes me sad to think

This could all be for nothing

I wish there was a way

A way for you to see inside me

I've never felt this way

About anyone or anything

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Speaking of memories, should I take the family to the Detroit Opera House next week? DOUG E FRESH, SLICK RICK, WHODINI,AND BIG DADDY KANE WILL BE THERE. =D>=D>=D> Holla.

Now the party didnt start till I walked in

And I probably wont leave until the thing ends

But in the mean time, the in between time

If you work your thing, then I'll work mine

We came here together so we could have fun

Me and you baby, goin one on one

Now this is the last chance for us to get off

So either get loose, or you aught to get lost

Cause Im just about ready to do my thing

Cause Im the stone cold, New York, Rap Machine

Im 'a give you what I got, and baby thats plenty

You'll never have one that rocks so many

Im 'a make you wet and make you sweat

Just to see how funky you can get

Now when Im on the mic, I do serve well

And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil

*Four minutes left*

Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear

Get ready for a trip through the Atmosphere

Gonna take you for a ride through the Twighlight Zone

I dont need a space ship, I use my microphone

So hold on tight, with all your might

Cause Ill be rappin like this for the rest of the night

Its Jalil yall, your master rapper

And when Im on the mic its a sheer disaster

Cause MC's crumble when we rumble

Some think Im soft just because Im humble

So all you MC's, I hope you're real good listeners

Cause in this battle, Im takin no prisoners

Im slayin MC's right on the spot

Cause Im the the master of the Rap, the doctor of the Rock

The Jack of all Trades, The Master of One

And the thing Im at, is called havin fun

We got three minutes left to rock this funk

To separate the good stuff from the junk, so

Get in the groove, and feel the sound

And once you're inside, spread yourself around

From the bottom to the top, the top to the bottom

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You're so gay.

I bet you and your partner sit in the Cruiser and sing each other songs.

Cops :roll:

Guns gets out to write the ticket meanwhile his "partner" is checking out his a$$. No wonder crime is out of control in Detroit.

:D

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Speaking of memories, should I take the family to the Detroit Opera House next week? DOUG E FRESH, SLICK RICK, WHODINI,AND BIG DADDY KANE WILL BE THERE. =D>=D>=D> Holla.

Now the party didnt start till I walked in

And I probably wont leave until the thing ends

But in the mean time, the in between time

If you work your thing, then I'll work mine

We came here together so we could have fun

Me and you baby, goin one on one

Now this is the last chance for us to get off

So either get loose, or you aught to get lost

Cause Im just about ready to do my thing

Cause Im the stone cold, New York, Rap Machine

Im 'a give you what I got, and baby thats plenty

You'll never have one that rocks so many

Im 'a make you wet and make you sweat

Just to see how funky you can get

Now when Im on the mic, I do serve well

And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil

*Four minutes left*

Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear

Get ready for a trip through the Atmosphere

Gonna take you for a ride through the Twighlight Zone

I dont need a space ship, I use my microphone

So hold on tight, with all your might

Cause Ill be rappin like this for the rest of the night

Its Jalil yall, your master rapper

And when Im on the mic its a sheer disaster

Cause MC's crumble when we rumble

Some think Im soft just because Im humble

So all you MC's, I hope you're real good listeners

Cause in this battle, Im takin no prisoners

Im slayin MC's right on the spot

Cause Im the the master of the Rap, the doctor of the Rock

The Jack of all Trades, The Master of One

And the thing Im at, is called havin fun

We got three minutes left to rock this funk

To separate the good stuff from the junk, so

Get in the groove, and feel the sound

And once you're inside, spread yourself around

From the bottom to the top, the top to the bottom

...if you dont take them take me damnit!!!... :lol:=D> ...that should be a great show and thats a classic you got up there.
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i was a baaaaaaaaaaaad girl last night... had a double scoop ....

ben and jerry's

in a crunch...

peanut butter ice cream with fudge covered peanuts & a crispy fudge swirl

AND

oatmeal cookie chunk

sweet cream cinnamon ice cream with chunks of oatmeal cookies & fudge

sinful........yummmmmmmmmmmmmmm! :mrgreen:

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ok back on track!

:D senior year of high school! 1987 was a good year!

John Waite

When I See You Smile

Sometimes I wonder

If I'd ever make it through

Through this world

without having in you

I just wouldn't have a clue

Cause sometimes it seems

Like this world's closing in on me

And there's no way of breaking free

And then I see you reach for me

Sometimes I wanna give up

Wanna give in

I wanna quit the fight

And then I see you baby

And everything's alright

Everything's alright

When I see you smile

I can face the world

Oh you know I can do anything

When I see you smile

I see a ray of light

Oh I see it shining

right through the rain

When I see you smile

Baby when I see you smile at me

Oh yeah

Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do

What the touch of your hand can do

It's like nothing that I ever knew

Hey

And when the rain is falling

I don't feel it

Cause you're here with me now

I wanna ask you baby

It's all I

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Late 80's, playing hoops in the garage against my younger brother (we had one of those half-sized dunking rims and half-sized balls so we could palm it).....

Parents Just Don't Understand - DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

You know parents are the same no matter time nor place

They don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes

So to you, all the kids all across the land

There's no need to argue, parents just don't understand

I remember one year my mom took me school shopping

It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop,

And my little sister all hopped in the car

We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall

My mom started bugging with the clothes she chose

I didn't say nothing at first, I just turned up my nose

She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost twenty dollars!"

I said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!"

The next half hour was the same old thing

My mother buying me clothes from 1963

And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate

I asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!

I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep."

She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet."

I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please?" She said "No.

You go to school to learn not for a fashion show."

I said, "This isn't Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer

Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers

But if you don't want to I can live with that but

You gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks"

She wasn't moved - everything stayed the same

Inevitably the first day of school came

I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick

But my mom said, "No, no way, uh-uh, forget it"

There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax

I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts

And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought

The kids were cracking up laughing at the clothes Mom bought

And those who weren't laughing still had a ball

Because they were pointing and whispering as I walked down the hall

I got home and told my Mom how my day went

She said, "If they were laughing you don't need them,

'cause they're not good friends"

For the next six hours I tried to explain to my mom

That I was gonna have to go through this about two hundred more times

So to you all the kids all across the land

There's no need to argue, parents just don't understand

O.K., here's the situation

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

They left the keys to the brand new Porsche

Would they mind?

Umm, well, of course not

I'll just take it for a little spin

And maybe show it off to a couple of friends

I'll just cruise it around the neighborhood

Well, maybe I shouldn't

Yeah, of course I should

Pay attention, here's the thick of the plot

I pulled up to the corner at the end of my block

That's when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walking

I picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking

You should've seen this girl's bodily dimensions

I honked my horn just to get her attention

She said, "Was that for me?"

I said, "Yeah"

She said, "Why?"

I said, "Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy"

She said, "How do I know you're not sick?

You could be some deranged lunatic"

I said, "C'mon toots - my name is the Prince,

beside, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?"

She agreed and we were on our way

She was looking very good and so was I, I must say - word

We hit McDonald's, pulled into the drive

We ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with Cokes

She kicked her shoes off onto the floor

She said, "Drive fast, speed turns me on."

She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gas

We almost got whiplash, I took off so fast.

The sun roof was open, the music was high

And this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh

She had opened up three buttons on her shirt so far

I guess that's why I didn't notice that police car

We're doing ninety in my Mom's new Porsche

And to make this long story short - short

When the cop pulled me over I was scared as hell

I said, "I don't have a license but I drive very well, officer."

I almost had a heart attack that day

Come to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runaway

I was arrested, the car was impounded

There was no way for me to avoid being grounded

My parents had to come off from vacation to get me

I'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit me

My parents walked in

I got my grip, I said, "Ah, Mom, Dad, how was your trip?"

They didn't speak

I said, "I want to plead my case."

But my father just shoved me in the car by my face

That was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived

They took turns -

One would beat me while the other one was driving.

I can't believe it, I just made a mistake

Well parents are the same no matter time nor place

So to you all the kids all across the land

Take it from me, parents just don't understand.

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  • 2 weeks later...
ok back on track!

:D senior year of high school! 1987 was a good year!

John Waite

When I See You Smile

1987 was a good year?? What did you get drunk & blackout for 2 years?? #-o

That song is actually by Bad English (whose lead singer was John Waite), that album came out in 1989!!

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000026SB/qid=1134681416/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-8044269-1816047?v=glance&s=music&n=507846

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1987 was a good year?? What did you get drunk & blackout for 2 years?? #-o

That song is actually by Bad English (whose lead singer was John Waite), that album came out in 1989!!

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000026SB/qid=1134681416/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-8044269-1816047?v=glance&s=music&n=507846

Ok, so I made a mistake with the actual date of the song. :roll: Regardless, 1987 was still a good year and that song brings back good memories(which is what this thread is about). None of them having to do with drinking and blacking out but nice try! :)

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