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ChicoLondon
17th June 2005, 06:43
Because He Lives

God sent His son, they called Him Jesus
He came to love, heal, and forgive.
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.

How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives.
But greater still the calm assurance,
This child can face uncertain days because He lives.

And then one day I'll cross the river,
I'll fight life's final war with pain.
And then as death gives way to victory,
I'll see the lights of glory and I'll know He lives.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives, All fear is gone!
Because I know He holds the future
And life is worth the living just because He lives!

William and Gloria Gaither

darmstadt
17th June 2005, 08:18
So What

They ask me why I'm hateful, why I'm bad.
They tell me I got things they never had.
They tell me go to church and see the light.
Cos the good lord's always right.

So what, so what.
So what if Jesus died on the cross.
So what about the f*cker, I don't give a toss.
So what if the master walked on the water.
I don't see him trying to stop the slaughter.
They say I wouldn't have to live from bins.
If I would go along, confess my sins.
They say I shouldn't commit no crime.
Cos Jesus Christ is watching all the time.

So what, so what.
So what if he's always over my shoulder.
I realise the truth as I get older.
I get to see what a con it is.
Because it's my life, mine not his.
Well, they say they're going to send me away.
Said they're going to make me pay.
We're sorry but you got to go.
But you were naughty, you said "No".

So what, so what.
So what if I see through the lies.
So what if the people I despise
Twist my arm and make me work,
I'm no deaf, no ******** jerk.
I'm no spastic lying in the street.
I'm no superstar elite.
I'm just a person, a human being.
NO YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE A PART OF THE MACHINE.
You're a part our machine because we want you to be.
We've got you now and you'll never be free.
We can even have your body after you're dead.
We can take the eyes out of your ******** head.
Yes we'll take them out, use them again.
We can do it you know cos we've got your brain.
We'll crucify you like we crucified him.
We'll make you obey our every whim.
We got the power, the power and the glory.
I've heard that before in a different story.
But the story I heard covered up the truth,
Didn't touch on the actual factual proof.
Didn't say about the bodies in the concentration camps,
Didn't say about the (surgeons) knives underneath the lamps,
Doesn't say that the ovens are still warm,
Doesn't say that this wretched little form
Is a human being who wants to live
But not in the snot and sh*t they give.

They say that I had better keep quiet
Or they're gonna douse my light.
Jesus Christ can save my life,
But I can always use my knife.
So what, so what, so what, so what, so what, so what, so what, SO WHAT.

Crass.

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 08:18
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Send us you're fooking munny!

Spod - In "I think I'd better go and have a lie down" mode!

widgetdance
17th June 2005, 08:31
And if these words you do not heed
Your pocketbook just kinda might recede
When some man comes along and
Claims godly need
He will clean you out right through your
Tweed

That?s right, remember there is a big
Difference between kneeling down
And bending over...

He?s got twenty million dollars
In his heavenly bank account...
All from those chumps who was
Born again
Oh yeah, oh yeah

He?s got seven limousines
And a private plane...
All for the use of his
Special friends
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He?s got thousand-dollar suits
And a wembley tie...
Girls love to stroke it
While he?s on the phone
Oh yeah, oh yeah

At the house of representatives
He?s a groovy guy...
When he gives thanks
He is not alone...

He is dealin?
He is really dealin?
Irs can?t determine
Where the hook is

It is easy with the bible
To pretend that
You?re in show biz

They won?t get him
They will never get him
For the naughty stuff
That he did

It is best in cases like this
To pretend that
You are stupid

He?s got presidential help
All along the way

He says the grace
While the lawyers chew
Oh yeah
They sure do

And the govenors agree to say:
"he?s a lovely man!"
He makes it easier for
Them to screw
All of you...
Yes, that?s true!

?cause he helps put the fear of god
In the common man
Snatchin? up money
Everywhere he can
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

He?s got twenty million dollars
In his heavenly bank account
You ain?t got nothin?, people
You ain?t got nothin?, people
You ain?t got nothin?, people
Thank the man...oh yeah


Frank Zappa Heavenly Bank Account.

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 08:35
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be there's some sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there is never an end

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away

Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Hallowed be thy name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Hallowed be thy name

Iron Maiden - Hallowed be thy name

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 08:39
"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the
beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short...
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the
beast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and
sixty six."

I left alone my mind was blank
I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind

What did I see can I believe that what I saw
that night was real and not just fantasy

Just what I saw in my old dreams were they
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me

'Cos in my dream it's always there the evil face that twists my mind
and brings me to despair

The night was black was no use holding back
'Cos I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real or some kind of hell
666 the number of the beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires burning bright
The ritual has begun Satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight

This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream
But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerise me ... can't avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast
666 the one for you and me

I'm coming back I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
I have the fire I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take it's course

Iron Maiden - Number of the Beast.

WageSlave1
17th June 2005, 08:47
One after one, by the star-dogged Moon,
Too quick for groan or sigh,
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
And cursed me with his eye.

Four times fifty living men,
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
They dropped down one by one.

The souls did from their bodies fly,--
They fled to bliss or woe !
And every soul, it passed me by,
Like the whizz of my cross-bow !

-S.T. Coleridge

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 08:49
In the timeless tradition of this forum, time for a topic change...


The souls did from their bodies fly

Has anybody else seen "21 Grams"?

WageSlave1
17th June 2005, 08:51
Spod, didn't have you down as a Maiden fan?

darmstadt
17th June 2005, 09:02
Numbers of the beast!

660 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Approximate number of The Beast

-666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Negative number of the Beast

DCLXVI &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Roman numeral of The Beast. This is 666, but also note that this resulted from writing the first 6 Roman numerals, in order from largest to smallest... wonders never cease!

666, 1332, 1998 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Years of the Beast

666.0000000000 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Number of the High Precision Beast

0.666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Number of the Millibeast

/ 666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Beast Common Denominator

0.005015 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Reciprocal of the Beast

666i &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Imaginary number of The Beast

6,666,666,666,666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The deficit of the beast (nearly accurate!)

1010011010 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Binary number of The Beast

-0.80902 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The Sine of the Beast

443556 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Square of the Beast

25.807 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Square root of the Beast

295408296 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Cube of the Beast

0.58779 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Cosine of the Beast

-1.37638 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Tangent of the Beast

2.8235 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Log of the Beast

6.5913 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Ln Beast

1.738E289 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Anti-log of the Beast

6.66E2 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Scientific number of the Beast

29A &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Hexadecimal number of the Beast

666! &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Factorial of the Beast

2, 3, 111 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Factors of the Beast

665.5-666.5 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Range of the Beast

660 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Beast rounded down

670 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Beast rounded up

6, uh...

what was that number again? &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Number of the Blonde Beast

1-666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Area code of The Beast

00666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Zip code of The Beast

666@hell.org &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp E-mail address of the Beast

www.666.org &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp web-page of the Beast

1-900-666-0666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Live Beasts! One-on-one pacts! Call Now!
Only $6.66/minute. Over 18 only please!

1-888-666-6666 &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Toll free number of the Beast

Beastly Math Trivia I -&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The sum of the squares of the first 7 primes is 666: 666 = 2² + 3² + 5² + 7² + 11² + 13² + 17²

Beastly Math Trivia II - 16661 is the first beastly palindromic prime (having the form 1[0...0]666[0...0]1. The next one after 16661 is:
1000000000000066600000000000001

Beastly Math Trivia III - The Dewey Decimal System classification number for "Numerology" is 133.335. If you reverse this and add, you get: 133.335 + 533.331 = 666.666

Beastly Math Trivia IV - A Smith number is an integer in which the sum of its digits is equal to the sum of the digits of its prime factors. 666 is a Smith number, since: 666 = 2·3·3·37 while at the same time: 6 + 6 + 6 = 2 + 3 + 3 + 3 + 7.

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 09:07
Spod, didn't have you down as a Maiden fan?

Yup, and Deep Purple.

I used to listen to the Friday Rock Show when I was "snobbut a yout"!

ChicoLondon
17th June 2005, 09:09
Abide with me

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;
But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.

Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea—
Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.

Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Hen*ry F. Lyte, 1847.

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 09:14
ChicoLondon you are so boring,
with your tales of Jesus and God,
'coz you have us almost snoring,
Here's advice from Uncle Spod!

GET A LIFE YOU FREAK!!!!

xoggoth
17th June 2005, 09:23
It was popular when Alf did it.

ChicoLondon
17th June 2005, 10:09
Human Condition


God spreads out His hands

In the rays of the sunlight at daybreak

To embrace the day and all it holds:

The good and bad.

The happy and sad.

The calm and mad.



They frolic and mingle with each other

Walloping in a global tapestry

That blends evil with divine;

Balls of souls roaming up and down:

The streets and alleys.

The mountains and valleys.

The homes and galleries.



Searching for the answer to a question

They are not sure of its seeking origin.

In their confusion they blame:

The night and the day.

Their parents and the way.

Their jobs and their pay.



And finally they stare heavenwards

And curse God for every single one of:

The void and the confusion.

The lusts and its elusion.

The soul and its defusion.



That leaves their lives craving for something.

At night God folds back His arms in disappointment.



The good realise they are bad

And the bad realise they are the good ones.



They wait and see what tomorrow

Will bring under its weary wings.



O Osunsan
2002

widgetdance
17th June 2005, 10:25
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see

It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill

The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee

"Oh Susannah"

NumptyCorner
17th June 2005, 10:26
Wooden Jesus where are you from
Korea or Canada or maybe Taiwan
I didn't know it was the Holy Land
But I believed from the minute
The check left my hand, and I pray
Can I be saved, I spent all my money
On a future grave
Wooden Jesus I'll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin
Porcelain Mary her majesties pure
Looking for virgin territory
Coat hanger halos don't come cheap
From television shepherds with living room
Sheep, and I pray
Can I be saved, I spent all my money
On a future grave
Wooden Jesus I'll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin

widgetdance
17th June 2005, 10:36
I don't care if it rains or freezes

Long as I got my plastic Jesus

Sittin' on the dashboard of my car

Comes in colors pink and pleasant

Glows in the dark cuz it's iridescent

Take it with you when you travel far

Get yourself a sweet Madonna

Dressed in rhinestones

Sitting on a

Pedestal of abalone shell

Goin' ninety I ain't scary

Cuz I got the Virgin Mary

Assuring me that I won't go to Hell
_________________________________
Cool Hand Luke.

WageSlave1
17th June 2005, 10:37
Seeing as today's corner has a heavy rock theme, something from my adolescence...

One day in the life of the lonely
Another day on the round about
What do they need
Somebody to love

One night in the life of the lonely
There's a miracle on the screen
What did they see
Somebody to love

He guarantees you instant glory
Get your money on the line

Gotta send me a plastic Jesus
There's a check in the mail today
That's what I need
Somebody to love

We just won't eat on Sunday
Gotta buy him a limousine
Somewhere to live
Somewhere to pray

Every penny from the people
Keeps the wolf outside the door
Shop around and find forgiveness for yourself
But he'll give you more, yeah

Holy father, holy ghost
Who's the one who pays the most
Rock the cradle don't you cry
Buy another lullaby

Jack is nimble, Jack is quick
Pick your pocket, turn a trick
Slow and steady, he's got time
To commit another TV crime
TV crime

One day in the life of the lonely
Back again on the round about
What do they need
Somebody to love

Yeah

One night in the life of the lonely
Another miracle on the screen
What did they see
Somebody to love again

A supermarket of salvation
Take a look inside the store
Shop around and find forgiveness for yourself
But he gives more

Holy father, holy ghost
Who's the one who hurts you most
Rock the cradle when you cry
Scream another lullaby

Jack be nimble, Jack be slick
Take the money, get out quick
Slow and steady, so much time
To commit another
TV Crime, TV Crime

-Black Sabbath, 'TV Crime'.

SupremeSpod
17th June 2005, 10:56
'At the Meuzzin's call for prayer
The kneeling faithful thronged the square;
Amid a monastery's weeds,
An old Franciscan told his beads,
While on Pushkara's lofty height
A dark priest chanted Brahma's might,
While to the synagogue there came
A Jew, to praise Jehovah's Name.
The One Great God looked down and smiled
And counted each His loving child;
For Turk and Brahmin, monk and Jew
Had reached Him through the gods they knew.’

Lucifer Box
17th June 2005, 11:00
I lick my lips and make advances
You lay on down and let me in
But you can't fight
You got no chance.
I'll tame you and rub my cream in . . .
Shock me
Right in between my legs.
Rock me . . .
Oh you're so tight.
Oh wham Bam, Thank you ma'am.

Sweet Surrender - Wrathchild.