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Humble Pie ............Alabama 69
I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound hammer And my womans picking cotton for the bossman on the hill They work us till they break our back And beat us cos our skin is black I guess I'll have to slave till the whip is in the grave When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel we have our liberty From day to day we live to die The scars across my back don't lie Ain't there anyone out there To hear my freedom cry Now I believe a man's a man who earns his pay as best he can The colour of his skin don't mean that he ain't just like you But white folk here don't give a hell They think that we were born to smell Of sweat and dust and dirt And pull a plough until we die When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel we have our liberty These shoes I'm wearing every day Got holes the size of Frisco Bay I'm praying for the time When there will come a judgement day You all know how long it is since Lincoln made their promices That one day we would walk alone the white side of the street But there was some bad folk around Who got so riled they shot him down And there ain't a cop in town Who wouldn't do the same for me When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel I've got my liberty When will we be free When will we be free When will we be free When will we be free |
page freakin' 3 phil..............you're on your way baby.
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can't wait 'til im on cloud (page) nine like you, fly...oooh, need to talk to fre and see if he'll let me change my avatar while i'm on vacation...my bad...you're on page 10...
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Fre will do it........he's the shit eh!!!!! :thumbsup: and as long as it's Marilyn.....things will be good............. :D enjoy your vacation to eh Mystro....... (and yes......once again......i no its spelt rong.........) |
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dang fly, that shot ROCKS!!!
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here's some good stuff...
<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/unclephil/gennytwelvehorselabel.jpg"> |
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no joe........Marilyn rocks man......... http://www.marilyn-monroe.org.uk/pictures2/Niagra7.jpg |
oh, man...(/me hides...) she's pickin' her freakin' nose...
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jesus phil..........she's motioning for you to come to her..........
you gotta look beyond the nose pickin' thing eh. at least that's how i see it. |
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in a heartbeat...
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.......damn straight........... :thumbsup: |
just gets more beautiful with each pic............ :thumbsup:
http://www.marilyn-monroe.org.uk/pictures2/Niagra5.jpg |
Beck - Corvette Bummer Lyrics
all my days I had moldy bread robot brains and the flyin' airplanes hollowed out and filled with dust rockin' like a hurricane under the rug bored to the core on a sunken boat a worn out candle and a plastic coat a ziplock bag, a pelican bone a perfect shape, a cardboard reject overfed, electric comatose riding in the air, invisible socks a broken blanket, flamin' sawdust wakin' up in the shadow of a piece of dirt gonna fly like a dog gonna leap right out the wall gonna walk around this town with a can o' whiskey gonna run like a bird gonna roll out in the dirt gonna run around this town with the phone machine yellow cat layin flat on the road molten lead shootin' out the ground tinfoil witch burnin' under the bridge flap your wings and leap out the window put a glass eye in the eyes of god, nuke the kiss polaroid cupcake take it to the limit, new wave biscuit camouflage gimmick, whip out like never before gonna jump like a fly gonna burn like a pig gonna flap around and pass out on the kitchen floor gonna crawl like a rock gonna dance like a worm gonna take my shoes right off and smell my socks fly like a squirrel gonna swim like a chicken gonna weedwack a plate of noodles in the afternoon gonna melt like a weasel gonna fry like a kid gonna get my walkie talkie, and some mustard and some mayonnaise, and a mermaid, and some macaroni, bricks, and some telephone wires, and phone machines, and a fax machine, and a...(laughing) |
The Pinnacle resturant in Niagara Falls has pictures of Marilyn all around from when she was filming there. Pictures in the ladies bathroom too ;)
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i love those legs that go all the way to her behind...
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sorry phil...........was havin' a Marilyn moment i guess.
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fly. you go right ahead and have all of those "marilyn moments" you want...
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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/paddyjoe/mar.jpg
"In My Car" Produced by Brian Wilson and Eugene Landy Brian Wilson/Eugene Landy/Alexandra Morgan When I'm behind the wheel Horses of gas and steel The highway is my home In fiberglass and chrome Fantasy car shiny Corvette Let's take a ride you can't forget Come on pretty lady ride with me In my car I'm captain of my destiny In my car Pretty babe come cruise with me Come for a drive And we'll arrive Feelin' alive I'm master of my fate When I accelerate My new Vette is my throne When on the road we roam we roam we roam roam Cruisin' like we're in a dream Feelin' like we're still sixteen Being a part of the great American scene In my car I'm captain of my destiny In my car Pretty babe come cruise with me Come for a drive And we'll arrive Feelin' alive Cruise cruise cruise with me baby Now move move up in the stratosphere Zoom zoom zoom with me darlin' now We're still cruisin' after all these Cruisin' after all these years Wind blowing in my hair I feel like a millionaire Radio is blasting strong We're breaking out in song Blazing trails both near and far Park my car behind a star Life is full of possibilities In my car I'm captain of my destiny In my car Oh pretty babe come cruise with me Come for a drive And we'll arrive Feelin' alive In my car I'm captain of my destiny In my car Oh pretty babe come cruise with me |
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you got 'er man........ http://www.babemoon.com/images/pic/m...lyn-monroe.jpg |
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Are you using babemoon for your pictures, perhaps? :)
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GIS Marilyn Monroe nude,clicked the 1st link,and started picking shots for phil......... :thumbsup: check it out.....i'm sure 'ol uncle mystro will. :D |
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these pics are great, gang...thanks...
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JOHN FOGERTY
"The Old Man Down The Road" He take the thunder from the mountain, he take the lightning from the sky, He bring the strong man to his begging knee, he make the young girl's mama cry. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. He got the voices speak in riddles, he got the eye as black as coal, He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide, and he stands right in the road. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump up run away; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. Aaah! He make the river call your lover, he make the barking of the hound, Put a shadow 'cross the window, when the Old Man comes around. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run again; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. The Old Man is down the road. Aaah! You got ta, you got ta, you got ta, hidey-hidey-hide! Bet this fucker is drivin a 'vette, too :D |
pj, you need a dip in irondequoit bay...in the middle of january...
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hell....i read this quick at first,and i thought you called joe a dip........... :D |
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