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Loud Lyrix, April 26, 1994, Issue # 6
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Addresses
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Internet: lyrix@terranet.cts.com
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UUCP: generic!zoo.toronto.edu!terranet!lyrix
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ARPA: generic!terranet!lyrix@zoo.toronto.edu
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FTP: None
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Gopher: None
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Usenet: None
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Editor-in-Chief: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti) <death@terranet.cts.com>
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Publisher: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
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Distributor: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
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Mailing Program: NONE! Everything is done by hand.
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DISCLAIMER
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Loud Lyrix is not responsible for accuracy of the lyrics, song titles,
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album titles, or specific performers of the songs contained herein. All
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songs are property of the bands that perform them and/or their record
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labels. The lyrics contained herein cannot be used for any purpose other
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than "private study, scholarship, or research." If anyone makes use of a
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reprinted song for purposes in excess of "fair use," that user may be
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misrepresentation of the performers of any songs or their respective
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lyrics. We reserve the right to reprint inaccurate lyrics if the song's
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lyrics were not readily available to the typist. And just remember that
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this publication is for the sheer fun and pleasure of discovering the
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lyrics of some songs, and we are not out to rip off any bands or put any
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words in their mouths.
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DESCRIPTION
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Loud Lyrix is a weekly publication dedicated to the spread of heavy metal
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lyrics throughout the world. Subscriptions are available at no cost
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electronically. Five to Ten songs are published every Tuesday. Along with
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the lyrics, a section of the zine is devoted to reactions of subscribers to
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previously posted songs. All subscribers are urged to send in lyrics from
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their own favorite bands for publication. All requests, submissions or
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comments must be sent to the above address.
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OUR PHILOSOPHY
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We here at Loud Lyrix believe that the true meaning of a song can only make
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itself known through the song's lyrics. It is for this reason that Loud
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Lyrix exists, we are committed to delivering all the best lyrics of heavy
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metal songs to Cyber-bangers around the globe. Long live metal!
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Loud Lyrix, #6, 4/26/94
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Well everyone.... how's it hangin' ? This is been a pretty cool week for
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me, I had like absolutely no HW at all, and that is always a relief!
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Saturday I went to a wicked awesome party... what a bash, everyone was
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hammered to hell, headbanging to whatever the hell was on the fucking
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radio, I can't even remember if it was the New Kids or what! :-) ... too
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bad it was an apartment, we got the neighbors mad, and one called the
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cops, that's when we all shit our pants... and dumped all the drinks, (for
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those who don't know, you awesome Editor here is a 17 year old 'banger),
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but the cops never crashed the party, we just calmed down and the
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neighbors were happy. Then a friend of mine totally ruined the fucking
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party... he went mental destroying things, it took four of us to hold him
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down... fucking asshole, I'm gonna give him his shots at school tomorrow,
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(it's Sunday right now), anyways... he was so fucked, he friggin' smashed
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his head through a window!! Lucky nothing happened to him... shit, what a
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party.... it was so good 'til he flipped out and scared all the girls...
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Anyways... I don't mean to bore you with my teenage tales... I just wanted
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to write it down... anyways... thanks go out to a cyber pal of mine, Kain
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<kain@io.org>, for sending in all the parodies that appear in this week's
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Loud Lyrix...
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We are STILL fucking looking for a LISTSERV!!! I guess it's useless to ask
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you guys anymore... I'm just wasting space... anyways.. I'll get off my
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lazy butt one day, and mass post to listserv owners and beg them for a
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spot.
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C'mon guyz! You can't tell me that none of you are on Usenet out there! So
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where are all the newsgroups I asked you all to find for me... I need you
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all to find some newsgroups for me to regularly post the 'zine to, make
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sure that they won't be flaming me for posting it... choose related ones
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pleez! ... c'mon, get cracking.
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Well, you guys are pretty sad you know! I am getting absolutely NO readers
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responses to any songs I post! You guys are frustrating me, so I said
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"Fuck it!" I won't bug you no more about this shit, if you wanna send in
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anything, just do it... I'll print it for sure...
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I've also gotten requests from a couple of people to expand the mag a
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little bit, with interviews, reviews, and concert dates and shit. So I was
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thinking, COOL! I'd be willing to do it for you guys, but I can't do it by
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myself at all... I could review some new albums, and SOME concerts, but I
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ain't too good at writing reviews. However, I'll bet there are more than
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one of you out there that CAN write this stuff.. so, if there is anything
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you wanna see in the 'zine... any CONCERT DATES, INTERVIEWS OR REVIEWS,
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just send 'em to me, and I'll print 'em up.... but remember, I can't do
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this by myself, if you want it to happen, ya gotta help, or else I might
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forget about this.
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Ok dudes... have a good seven days... don't put your head through any
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windows, hehehehe... have fun as always, and keep the songs coming!
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CONTENTS
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Song 1: "Burn" by King Diamond
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Song 2: "Cowboys From Hell" by Pantera
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Song 3: "Critical Mass" by Nuclear Assault
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Song 4: "Die Hard" by Venom
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Song 5: "Possessed to Skate" by Suicidal Tendencies
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Song 6: "Evil Has No Boundaries" by Slayer
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Song 7: "Fear of the Dark" by Iron Maiden
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Song 8: "Fade to Red" by The Dave Man
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Song 9: "Escape" by Phillip Wang
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Song 10: "I Have Seen The Future" by ktark@src4src.linet.org
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Chapter 3, "The Eye", by King Diamond
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********************************** B U R N ********************************
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The Inquisition will take her to the hill
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Ready for the kill, giving GOD his will
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Everybody's there, none of them will care
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Not a single prayer
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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Looking at the sky, soon the girl will die
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Nobody will cry, hear her screaming "why?!"
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The priests are all in line, now they give the sign
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Let the fire shine!
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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They say the devil is here tonight
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Then let him play his violin so wild
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Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour
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Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour
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Higher, burning higher, her legs are scorched by fire
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Ashes to ashes, I see a smile on their wicked faces
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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Burn in the night, You're the devil's child
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Lightning from the sky, magic's coming by
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As her necklace flies right into her eye
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The priests are all in line, now they give the sign
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Let the fire die
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Burned in the night, there are no remains
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Burned in the night, just a magic chain
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********************** T O B E C O N T I N U E D *********************
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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******************* C O W B O Y S F R O M H E L L *********************
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by P A N T E R A
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Album: "Cowboys from Hell"
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Under the lights where we stand tall
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Nobody touches us at all
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Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
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We're gonna take what's ours to have
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Spread the word throughout the land
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They say the bad guys wear black
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We're tagged and can't turn back
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You see us comin'
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And you all together run for cover
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We're takin over this town
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Here we come reach for your gun
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And you better listen my friend, you see
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It's been slow down below,
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Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
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Deed is done again, we've won
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Ain't talking no tall tales friend
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'Cause high noon, your doom
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Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell
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Pillage the village, trash the scene
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But better not take it out on me
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'Cause a ghost town is found
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Where your city used to be
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So out of the darkness and into the light
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Sparks fly everywhere in sight
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>From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
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Can't lock me in your cage
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You see us comin'
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And you all together run for cover
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We're takin over this town
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Here we come reach for your gun
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And you better listen my friend, you see
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It's been slow down below,
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Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
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Deed is done again, we've won
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Ain't talking no tall tales friend
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'Cause high noon, your doom
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Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell
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Typed by: The Lyrics Archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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*********************** C R I T I C A L M A S S *************************
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by N U C L E A R A S S A U L T
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Album: "Handle With Care"
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The bio-sphere, the place we live
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It seems like we don't give a damn
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Other species flushed down the tubes
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We need another race to rape
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The way we live, we will destroy
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Every other living thing
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Till none are left except our race
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And then we will destroy ourselves
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Another oil spill
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Atomic waste displaced
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Another forest dies
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Bring on the acid rain
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Slightly insane, the type of greed
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That makes a world unfit for life
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Toxic wastes destroy our seas
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While poison gas pollutes the air
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A waste of life, while no one cares
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The earth becomes a giant tomb
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Critical mass will be achieved
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And ruins will be all that's left
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Another oil spill
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Atomic waste displaced
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Another forest dies
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*groovy solo*
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A hell on earth, what we create
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Dragging life to death with us
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All living things destroyed or used
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By shortsighted human beings
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We do these things, let them be done
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Apathy creates despair
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The damage done will be too great
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The world wounded beyond repair
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Another oil spill
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Atomic waste displaced
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Another forest dies
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[Hello! I thought that I could contribute with a lyric by Venom. As
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everybody should know Venom were the true inventors of Black Metal, Thrash
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Metal and Death Metal. Here's the song(!) "Die Hard" It's among my
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favourite Venom songs. -- Hellcrusher]
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**************************** D I E H A R D ******************************
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by V E N O M
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Album "{Unknown}"
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Satan, Father
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Help me from this grave
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Demons, warriors
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Ever be my slaves
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I can't reason with men and mortal fools
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They won't die hard, hear the Golden Rule
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Die Hard - Legions iron and steel
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Die Hard - Men of war revealed
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Die Hard - Captors of the brave
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Sinner, liar
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Guard your Crown of Thorns
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Priestess, Parson
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Live your lives of scorn
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I can raise the fires of Hell and blasphemy
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We can grow strong, Satanic Royalty
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Die Hard
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Evil Angels
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Vultures of the night
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Ride the wings of Hades' death is on our side
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Burn the furnace bright, we ain't getting tired.
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Die Hard
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Typed by: Hellcrusher <bjarneh@elvebakken.vgs.no>
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****************** P O S S E S S E D T O S K A T E ********************
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by S U I C I D A L T E N D E N C I E S
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Album: "Join the Army"
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Let's skate!
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Seemed like such an innocent toy
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He was the All-American boy
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Got a skate at eight years old
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Now the story can be told
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Beware he's Possessed to Skate!
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Skating takes him up in height
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He's a pilot on a modern flight
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See him flying through the air
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I he don't land then he don't care
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Chorus:
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Cause he rips-he rips
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When he skates-he skates
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Cause he never hesitates
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He's a wizard on the wheels
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Like a modern gladiator ain't got no fears
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So skate
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He shoots the pool like a launching pad
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If it ain't insane than you can't get rad
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Skating is all that's on his mind
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He's skating radical all the time
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Chorus
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Beware he's Possessed to Skate!
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Looks like a magic carpet ride
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Six foot aerials inverts backside
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Optical illusion it must be
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He redefines insanity
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Chorus
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Doesn't understand why you'd wanna walk
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Ain't got no time to sit and talk
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Used to be just like you and me
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Now he's an outcast of society
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Beware he's Possessed to Skate!
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And the skating's getting radical
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Typed by: The Lyrics Archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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************** E V I L H A S N O B O U N D A R I E S ****************
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by S L A Y E R
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Album: "Show No Mercy"
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Blasting our way through the boundaries of Hell
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No one can stop us tonight
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We take on the world with hatred inside
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Mayhem the reason we fight
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Surviving the slaughters and killing we've lost
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Then we return from the dead
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Attacking once more now with twice as much strength
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We conquer then move on ahead
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(Chorus:)
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Evil
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My words defy
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Evil
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Has no disguise
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Evil
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Will take your soul
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Evil
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My wrath unfolds
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Satan our master in evil mayhem
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Guides us with every first step
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Our axes are growing with power and fury
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Soon there'll be nothingness left
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Midnight has come and the leathers strapped on
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Evil is at our command
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We clash with God's angel and conquer new souls
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Consuming all that we can
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(Chorus)
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***************************** T H E E N D *******************************
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******************** F E A R O F T H E D A R K **********************
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by I R O N M A I D E N
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Album: "Fear Of The Dark"
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I am a man who walks alone
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And when I'm walking a dark road
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At night or strolling through the park
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When the light begins to change
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I sometimes feel a little strange
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A little anxious when it's dark
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Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
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I have constant fear that something's
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always near
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Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
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I have a phobia that someone's
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always there
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Have you run your fingers down
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the wall
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And have you felt your neck skin crawl
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When you're searching for the light?
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Sometimes when you're scared
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to take a look
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At the corner of the room
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You've sensed that something's
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watching you
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Have you ever been alone at night
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Thought you heard footsteps behind
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And turned around and no one's there?
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And as you quicken up your pace
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You find it hard to look again
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Because you're sure there's
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someone there
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Watching horror films the night before
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Debating witches and folklores
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The unknown troubles on your mind
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Maybe your mind is playing tricks
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You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
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On dancing shadows from behind
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Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
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I have constant fear that something's
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always near
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Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
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I have a phobia that someone's
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always there
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When I'm walking a dark road
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I am a man who walks alone
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***************************** T H E E N D *******************************
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[Just a little sympathetic diddy I came up with to show women, I understand
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their strife. -- Author]
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************************* F A D E T O R E D ***************************
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by T H E D A V E M A N 2 0 9 4
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Album: "{None}"
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(sung to "Fade to Black")
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Menstruation is a pain,
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Chemical changes in your brain.
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See the box of tampons,
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And you know it's your last one.
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Better grab the dishrag,
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Before the blood drips down your leg.
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It's already past your knee,
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By your toes, under your feet.
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Tampax is pettal soft,
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Cardboard can rub you raw.
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Refuse to use a pad,
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Causes leaks and diaper rash.
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Just stained my new panties,
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Wash 'em in new Tide with bleach.
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If that won't clean them by dawn,
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To the trash, they'll be gone.
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No one but me can pull the string 'tween my legs.
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Push it up there, way deep inside.
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These cramps, it seems, have no point for existance.
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Take three Advil, and tell the pain goodbye.
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goodbye.
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Typed by: The Daveman 2094 <daveman.bastich@ucs.usl.edu>
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[I'm not exactly sure who the author of this is, or who exactly typed it,
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oh well, that's what you get when you find something on Usenet, if the
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original author isn't Phillip Wang, then whoever you are, tell me, and
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I'll put in a correction. -- Editor]
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[It's pretty bad, but imagine what Hetfield would have written if he had
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had a UNIX account? -- Author]
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****************************** E S C A P E ********************************
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by P H I L L I P W A N G
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Album: "{None}"
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Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy
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I know I'm my best friend
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No one cares that UNIX's so much stronger
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I'll use it till the end
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To escape from an endless loop
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Hit control-c control-c
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Can't get caught in the endless circle
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Ring of infinity
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Stop jobs on my own, hit control-Z
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Account information? I just type "me"
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"rn" to read things that they say
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"e .profile" is e-mail my own way
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Rape my files and destroy my data
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Found my password didn't you?
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I don't care now, sys-op's on my side
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But I can't e-mail you
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Feel my pain with disk quota standards
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You know that that ain't right
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Log out in my common fashion
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I'll login again tonight
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Stop jobs on my own, hit control-Z
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Account information? I just type "me"
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"rn" to read things that they say
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"e .profile" is e-mail my own way
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See them try to shut the mainframe down
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No damn way a connection can't be found
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Stop jobs on my own, hit control-Z
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Stop jobs on my own, hit control-Z
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***************************** T H E E N D *******************************
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Typed by: {Name Unknown} <hoffmala@ucbeh.san.uc.edu>
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[This one ain't a parody of anything, but I still thought it was pretty
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cool and funny, hope ya enjoy... thanks to CUD, that's where I got it
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from. -- Editor]
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************** I H A V E S E E N T H E F U T U R E ****************
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Satire by ktark@src4src.linet.org
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Album: "{None}"
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I want to be a rebel
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I want to fit in
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in the new-tech revolution
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in the new scheme of things
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I will read Mondo-2000
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and Wired magazines,
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I will join a hacker group
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and be into that scene
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CHORUS:
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I have seen the future
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It is computers and french fries,
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CD-ROMS, 3DO and cryptography
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with a little mustard on the side
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Crypto-hacker, Compu-rebel
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Cyberpunk, yes, those are my names!
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I am so bad..
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I just can't believe myself
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I am such a rebel
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I write an electronic magazine..
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I'll become so famous and quoted,
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you're not gonna believe
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CHORUS:
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I have seen the future
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It is computers and french fries,
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Virtual Reality, 500 channels
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with a little ketchup on the fly
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I am so self assured,
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well read and full of grace
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that I have the need to wave
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my degrees in your face!
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I am such an anarchist
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the government is after me..
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for opposing Clipper
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and drinking Chinese tea
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CHORUS:
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I have seen the future
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It is Computers and french fries,
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MUDS, Raves and Cyber-Sex
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with a little KY-jelly on the side
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A philantropist, a writer,
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glorified and interviewed
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worship me now, before
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Uncle Sam gets you fooled
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And when I retire
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I'll start a consulting firm
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In a month I'll make more bucks
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than you'll ever earn!
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CHORUS:
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I have seen the future
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It is Computers and french fries,
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Interactive TV and desktop video
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with a some mayo on the fly
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***************************** T H E E N D *******************************
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Typed by: CU-Digest
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Ok dudes.. that's it, hope you enjoyed the funny parodies we had, hope
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you could figure out which song they are taken from!!
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Don't forget to send in all submissions you want me to include in the
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'zine... LISTSERV! LISTSERV! LISTSERV! LISTSERV! LISTSERV!!!!! I need one!!
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Coming soon! A reader's poll!!! Watch out for it... results will be posted
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three weeks after the poll is run, that's PLENTY of time for you dudes...
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but what can I expect! From a bunch of bums like you! :-)
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C-ya
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End -- Loud Lyrix #6
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