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| Sep 25th, 2003 02:44 AM | ||
| sadie |
the scorpions can't even touch dylan. 
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| Sep 25th, 2003 02:33 AM | ||
| Professor Cool |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 10:54 PM | ||
| executioneer |
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!" Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?" "Don't forget that you are white." Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure." Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim." Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy ******. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin Carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder "one," guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. That's the story of the Hurricane, But it won't be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he's done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 10:51 PM | ||
| Professor Cool |
Damn you willie I had the exact idea It’s early morning The sun comes out Last night was shaking And pretty loud My cat is purring And scratches my skin So what is wrong With another sin The bitch is hungry She needs to tell So give her inches And feed her well More days to come New places to go I’ve got to leave It’s time for a show Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane Take that
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| Sep 24th, 2003 10:42 PM | ||
| executioneer |
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. -willie |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 12:29 PM | ||
| CaptainBubba |
So... about that hurricane 
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| Sep 24th, 2003 12:19 PM | ||
| OperationScuzBucket |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 12:17 PM | ||
| Daphne |
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 why the fuck can't she talk about liking women, when some of the men here are allowed to whine like bitches about NOT being liked by women? |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 12:12 PM | ||
| CaptainBubba |
You're making me dislike your internet self, Ms.Sibling. Stop drawing attention to your sexuality like anyone cares. And get Hanna to jump me. 
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| Sep 24th, 2003 11:25 AM | ||
| OperationScuzBucket |
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And I never hit on straight girls...because it frightens them...and they do not like boobies. |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 11:20 AM | ||
| UP_SHUT |
OMG LESBIANS SCARE ME Oh yeah, and that hurricane sucked too. |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 11:13 AM | ||
| Crimson Ghost | hurricane? | |
| Sep 24th, 2003 11:12 AM | ||
| OperationScuzBucket |
...and don't forget that we have no school until MONDAY or possibly later if they don't get First Colony back up. That's a bad thing in my world. I like school. Social interaction. Stalking the hot freshman girls. Oh and a few guys in my grade, but who cares about them when there are hot girls to stalk? |
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| Sep 24th, 2003 10:26 AM | ||
| kellychaos |
Definitely didn't live up to the previews! That's why I go by "word of mouth" for these things.
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| Sep 24th, 2003 09:16 AM | ||
| CaptainBubba |
That hurricane SUCKED Lamest storm ever. One tree falls over in my neighborhood, theres a little bit o rain and wind. I have no power for 6 days. THAT WAS IT.
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