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I take your entrance back...can't let you roam inside my head.
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Meaning of Life:
An awesome Monty Python movie.
Favorite Songs:
"Dogs"..Pink Floyd....
You got to be crazy, gotta have a real need
Gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You got to strike when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's gonna get harder, harder, and harder as you get older
Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer
And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone
Dragged down by the stone
Gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
Everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer
Who was born in a house full of pain?
Who was trained not to spit in the fan?
Who was told what to do by the man?
Who was broken by trained personnel?
Who was fitted with collar and chain?
Who was given a pat on the back?
Who was breaking away from the pack? (Breaking away)
Who was only a stranger at home? (Only a stranger)
Who was ground down in the end? (Ground down)
Who was found dead on the phone? (Found dead)
Who was dragged down by the stone?
Who was dragged down by the stone?
Craziest Thing I've Ever Done:
"Oh Well",,Fleetwood Mac
///
Can't help about the shape I'm in
Can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
Don't ask me what I think of you
Might not give the answer that you want me to
Now when I talk to God I knew he'd understands
He said stick by me and I'll be your guidin' hand
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well, well, well, well
Hobbies:
Eagles. ///
The King Of Hollywood"
Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet
When he thinks he wants a closer look,
he gets out his little black telephone book
(He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling ,calling, calling
He's calling)
"Come sit down here beside me, honey.
Let's have a little heart to heart.
Now look at me and tell me, darlin',
how badly do you want this part?
Are you willing to sacrifice?
And are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste,
I'd hate to see it go to waste."
"We gon' get you an apartment, honey.
We gon' get you a car.
(spoken) Yeah, we're gonna take care of you, darlin'.
We gon' make you a movie star.
For years I've seen 'em come and go."
He says, "I've had 'em all, 'ya know.
I handled everything in my own way.
I made 'em what they are today."
After 'while nothin' was pretty.
After 'while everything got lost.
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over.
Still he just couldn't get off.
He's just another power junky.
Just another silk scarf monkey.
You'd know it if you saw his stuff.
The man just isn't big enough.
Perfect Mate:
Yeah, right..
Perfect Date:
Oh..a warm summer night under a moonlight . A few bottles of wine...seafood ...a lively lady...good music....all interrupted by a 20 foot crashing wave that hits at high tide...yep, perfection...
Best Reason to Get to Know Me:
Stevie Winwood
"Wake Me Up On Judgment Day"
//
The story goes, the truth is no one knows
A stranger came
A man who lost his name
At night he tells his tale
Prison, women, wail
They took him in, he let them win
Over and over
He said if you don't have good words to say
Don't wake me up until the Judgment Day
'Cause if nothing is the way it seems
Then this life is just a haunted dream
And all this love is just falling
Down through the years
And oh, I'd rather sleep
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Let me hear golden trumpets play
Give me life where nothing fails
Not a dream in a wishing well
A man in tattered clothes, crying all he knows
The darkness grows, that's how it goes
Over and over
He said I think of the beauty I've had
And all it does is make me feel so bad
First they make you think you're riding high
Then they toss you off in the sky
And all this life is just falling
Down through the years
And oh, I'd rather sleep
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Let me hear golden trumpets play
Give me life where nothing fails
Not a dream in a wishing well
Say a prayer for the stranger
Listen to the stranger
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Let me hear golden trumpets play
Give me life where nothing fails
Not a dream in a wishing well
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Let me hear golden trumpets play
Give me life where nothing fails
Not a dream in a wishing well
Wake me up
Let me hear (let me hear, ooh)
Give me life (give me life, ooh)
Not a dream in a wishing well
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Let me hear golden trumpets play (give me life)
Give me life where nothing fails (ooh)
Not a dream in a wishing well (woah, woah)
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Give me life
Give me life where nothing fails (woah)
Oh
Wake me up on Judgment Day
Give me life, give me life
Give me life, give me life
About Me
Username:
DeepPurple008
Gender:
Male
Eyes:
Blue
Weight:
235 pounds
Height:
195 centimeters
Sexual Preference:
Straight
Smoke:
Non Smoker
Drink:
Light
Favorite Food:
Kryptonite
About Me:
Freddie Johnston
"Bad Reputation"////
I know I got a bad reputation
And it isn't just talk, talk, talk
If I could only give you everything
You know I haven't got
I couldn't have one conversation
If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies
And still I ought to tell you everything
'Til I close my eyes
Suddenly I'm on the street
Seven years disappear below my feet
Been breaking down
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm down in Harold's Square
Looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere
Been turning around
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Don't try to be an inspiration
Just wasting your time, time, time
You know about the best I'll ever be
See it in your eyes
I know I got a bad reputation
And it isn't just talk, talk, talk
If I could only give you everything
You know I haven't got
Suddenly I'm on the street
Seven years disappear below my feet
Been breaking down
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm in another place
Looking in the crowd I think I see your face
Been turning around
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
(Down, down, down)
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
(Down, down, down)
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Don't you think I've heard the talk?
Nobody's going to tell me who to love
Been breaking down
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm down in Harold's Square
Looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere
Just turning around
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Been breaking down
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
I'm just breaking down, down, down, down
Been breaking down, down, down
Been breaking down, down, down
Been breaking down, down, down
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