Don't talk to strangers
Cause they're only there to do you harm
Don't write in starlight
'Cause the words may come out real
Don't hide in doorways
You may find the key that opens up your soul
Don't go to Heaven cause it's really only Hell
Don't smell the flowers
They're an evil drug to make you loose your mind
Don't dream of women
'Cause they'll only bring you down
Hey you, you know me, you've touched me, I'm real
I'm forever the one that lets you look and see and
Feel me I'm danger, I'm the stranger
And I, I'm darkness, I'm anger, I'm pain
I am master, the evil song you sing inside your brain
Drive you insane
Don't talk, don't let 'em inside your mind
Run away, run away, girl
No, no, no don't let them in your mind
Protect your soul
Don't dance in darkness
You may stumble and you're sure to fall
Don't write in starlight
'Cause the words may come out real
Don't talk to strangers
'Cause they're only there to make you sad
Don't dream of women
'Cause they'll only bring you down
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Originally posted by Ice ColdSeems you have the music for it.
Don't talk to strangers
Cause they're only there to do you harm
Don't write in starlight
'Cause the words may come out real
Don't hide in doorways
You may find the key that opens up your soul
Don't go to Heaven cause it's really only Hell
Don't smell the flowers
They're an evil drug to make you loose your mind
Don't dream of women
'Cause they'll ...[text shortened]... sad
Don't dream of women
'Cause they'll only bring you down
Originally posted by Grampy Bobby"flort" of course! Flight corrupted into something that rhymes. Thus "blight" becomes "blort", and "might" becomes "mort". How dense you are, Bob! Perhaps we have a budding poet of nonsensical rhymes such as Lewis Carroll (aka. Henry Ludwidge Dodgson) who penned these words that I memorized as a child: "'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogroves and the mome raths outgrabe." I am not sure if my spelling was correct there, but with made-up words, who really cares!
Initially struck me as a mindless rhyme but giving benefit of the doubt without strain has always been and still is my modus operandi, Mr. Einstein.
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Originally posted by ale1552Sounds like a load of Jabberwocky to me. Very beamish and frajous.
"flort" of course! Flight corrupted into something that rhymes. Thus "blight" becomes "blort", and "might" becomes "mort". How dense you are, Bob! Perhaps we have a budding poet of nonsensical rhymes such as Lewis Carroll (aka. Henry Ludwidge Dodgson) who penned these words that I memorized as a child: "'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gim ...[text shortened]... ot sure if my spelling was correct there, but with made-up words, who really cares!
Originally posted by darvlayGonna find my baby,
Skyrockets in flort,
Afternoon Report
gonna hold her tight
gonna grab some afternoon delight.
My motto's always been;
when it's right, it's right.
Why wait until the
middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little
clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is
always gonna be there any way.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.
Thinkin' of you's workin'
up my appetite
looking forward to a
little afternoon delight.
Rubbin' sticks and stones
together makes the sparks ignite
and the thought of rubbin'
you is getting so exciting.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.
Started out this morning
feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught
who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a
waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
a little afternoon delight.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.
Please be waiting for me
baby when I come around.
We could make a lot of lovin'
'fore the sun goes down.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.
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Yes, Afternoon Delight by the Starland Vocal Band.
Possibly the worst song ever written.