| The Last Resort-- The Eagles |
[Nov. 22nd, 2009|02:59 am] |
She came from Providence,the one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were smilin'
They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land
And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide
Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time,
Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there
And they called it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high
Then the chilly winds blew down
Across the desert through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu
Where the pretty people play, hungry for power
To light their neon way and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land,
Nobody caught 'em
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought 'em
And they called it paradise
The place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina
just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
Brought the white man's burden down
Brought the white man's reign
Who will provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endless needs and
justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny and the name of God
And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about what it's like up there
They call it paradise
I don't know why
You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye |
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[Nov. 6th, 2009|11:34 pm] |
I've run out of things to say or do. Can I just curl up with Benjy and sleep it through instead?
Escapism, as usual. |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|09:46 pm] |
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I swear I'm hyperventilating over the Badgely Mischka Spring/Summer 2010.
I can't post pictures because I forgot who I stole them from and thus can't credit. I don't want a law suit on my back, thank you ): |
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[Sep. 21st, 2009|01:41 am] |
LookingFuji Instax Mini films, Email still.supergirl@gmail.com with no. of films, best price with meetups or registered mail and where you do your meetups. Preferably along the green line. Thank you! |
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[Aug. 5th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
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I WANT THE WHITE & PINK "MACHI IS MY HOMEBOY" SHIRT.
sad.
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[Jul. 18th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
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I Have Rilakkuma Earphones!!! (Happy dance)
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[Jul. 9th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
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I want to buy Sidekick!
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| 如果我有事 |
[Jun. 5th, 2009|11:40 pm] |
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我怕没有这运气
一生一世有我便会有 ~ 你
因此太着意去逗你欢喜
好给你回味
我也愿意信命理
看注定谁先走 是谁未到期
无恙的你, 病发的我 唯有累你
无疑太爱你
怎舍得失去力量照顾你
随时行开了 连再会亦无期
然而我信爱 叫你我来日往生都紧记
无论世外人间天与地
在某一天又再一起
如我若有事你会很寂寞
你独个行乐怎可快乐
你没我的运气能先走
毕竟 能早登天国
但我若有事你要孤独做人, 就重头再学
学习到天边海角
一人拼抟
你这主角 没有配角
就算是有事你也可让别人再做你主角
但是你怎希罕那 一场寄托
是我多口令你发恶 |
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[Apr. 13th, 2009|01:25 am] |
LOOKING FOR: Denim shorts from Cotton On, F21 etc, No blogshops please! To fit UK8/10 or 14.5in-15in across and at least 10in down Mail me at claudcheah@hotmail.com with best price, condition and if you do meetups.  120 denier stockings in BLACK or NAVYTo fit UK8/10 Mail me at claudcheah@hotmail.com with best price, condition and if you do meetups.  F21 SundressSize S, to fit UK8-10 Mail me at claudcheah@hotmail.com with colour, best price, condition and if you do meetups.  Supre dress Size XS/S Mail me at claudcheah@hotmail.com with colour, best price, condition and if you do meetups. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2009|01:21 am] |
How could you not love Gucci?   Gucci Resort 2009 Collection |
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| Desperado-- The Eagles |
[Mar. 22nd, 2009|10:50 pm] |
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
You've been out ridin' fences,
for so long - now.
Ohh you're a hard one.
I know that you've got your reasons.
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow.
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones
That you can't get.
Desperado,
You aint getting no younger.
Your pain and your hunger,
They're driving you home.
And freedom, ohh freedom.
Well that's just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine.
It's hard to tell the night time from the day.
And you're losing all your highs and lows
aint it funny how the feeling goes away.
Desperado,
Why don't you come to your senses?
come down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you.
You better let somebody love you
before it's too late. |
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