Saturday, November 6, 2004

i have over 100 guest book entries now...(101 to be precise)...yippee? thanks all *shakes the hand of all that signed. hugs a few extra special ones...rebecca (you knew that was coming), rayea, brosenka (still not my type dude, just a friendly hug...hehe), black pearl, purgatory, kittieofdoom, and vampyress (didn't expect that, did you?)* sorry if i missed any of you with a hug. if you want one too, lemme know. i'm giving 'em out free all day...hehe...well, maybe not entirely free; you gotta pay with a hug back...hehe.

any of you ever hear of a guy named jack handy? anyway, he's kind of a comedian type guy...he has a segment called Deep Thoughts with Jack Handy...this guy is more random than i am...even when i'm hyper. anyway, here's an example. i may give you more over the next few days..."When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we'd all go play in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear."

here's your song for the day. this is such an awesome cd ("the end of all things to come" by Mudvayne). this song is track one.

"Silenced"

Sticker this
Censor this
Ban this
We've got something to say!
Release this
Condemn this
Damn this
We'll be heard anyway!
Middle finger in the back then I wait but I'm silenced.
(Listen here)

Is it a possibility,
That we're all just equal?
Slap the power down
(Abusing)
Oh doesn't it piss you off,
To be beaten at your own game?
You lead us with false morals
And shelter reality!
(No more)
We're not buying your product but you sell it to us preaching silence!

Insult me in my home
Where you were never invited
To live life on your curb
(Frustrating)
Throw sticks into the spokes
To relieve insecurities
Stifle all dissention
And sticker our freedom of speech!
(So wrong)

Sticker this
Censor this
Ban this
We've got something to say!
Release this
Condemn this
Damn this
We'll be heard anyway!
Middle finger in the back then I wait but I'm silenced.
(Silenced)

Don't tell me what I want
Don't tell me what I need
Don't tell me how I need to feel
I feel
Goddamn nothing!
Through the eyesores on my face
I can still see right fucking through you
Fuck you and everything you are
I feel were all still mental.
Closed eyes while you fucking criticize
keep your policy
and try to exploit me
Fabricate your lies
We have burned these ghosts just to bleed out in silence!
(Listen here)

Stand on my soapbox
And speak my own piece
Whatever you may think
(It's real)
to go through what is me
And step on your beliefs
Need these bodies to sell us
Robbing our integrity!
(Bring it on)

Sticker this
Censor this
Ban this
We've got something to say!
Release this
Condemn this
Damn this
We'll be heard anyway!
Middle finger in the back then I wait for it

-Mudvayne
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