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[Pico]

Det där tillhörde inte ämnet särskilt mycket.

Ville bara förklara att det inte finns speciella effekter inom musikredigering (som jag vet om).

Men nej, jag är visst dryg.

Yes.

[pKz]

Yes.

Skulle ni inte sluta bråka..? Ni hoppar fan på P-C så fort ni får chansen. Jävla fegt det är. Hjälp varandra istället. För fan för er.

[Pico]

Skulle ni inte sluta bråka..? Ni hoppar fan på P-C så fort ni får chansen. Jävla fegt det är. Hjälp varandra istället. För fan för er.

Huh? Vad fan nu, då?!

[Toki]

Hahahahaha! Sry.... :">

[pKz]

Huh? Vad fan nu, då?!

Sorry, jag quotade bara fel. Jag tog den på den sidan bara. Sorry sorry.

[Bullet]

Men, varför inte göra som du - vi fortsätter att vara dryga.

Huh? Han förklarade ju bara?

[Frenzy]

Ikväll ska niu få höra mig spela cirka 30 sekunder av seek & destroy men dock spelar jag fel 2 gånger.

[Drewek]

Ikväll ska niu få höra mig spela cirka 30 sekunder av seek & destroy men dock spelar jag fel 2 gånger.

Bukar lyssna på den

[Frenzy]

http://www.efterbliven.org/seekanddistroj.wav Redigerad 18 september, 2005 av Frenzy

[Drewek]

Bra som faen

som sagt lite fel -__-

Redigerad 18 september, 2005 av Drewek

[xPisc]

http://www.efterbliven.org/seekanddistroj.wav

Gooo Frenzy

[Crice]

Höhö... satt och skrev en låt under eftermiddagen. Blev väl inte så bra, och behöver filas på, men men;

Little Rocktown

By Crice, you disgusting swine...

The cock crowed and the town woke up,

Just like the day before,

The landlord hollered “Hey, rise up!”

And hammered at each door.

It was six o’clock on a normal workin’ day,

They would have slept for longer, but the Judge had had his way.

So they all rubbed their tired eyes and dressed their weary selves,

Kissed their wives goodbye and took their hats off of the shelves,

You see, in Little Rocktown, all men must dig for coal,

Go down in the mines and pray for their mortal souls,

A disaster a day kept the pussies away,

But the rest lacked life goals.

What is the background of this farce,

How did it go so wrong?

How did the laws become so harsh,

Was it this way all along?

The liberals did have their way,

But put it out all weird,

The officials each had their say,

And so the law book was smeared.

John Clay he woke up early, kissed his rugged wife,

Picked his sharpened pickaxe up, and prayed once for his life,

Ricky would soon drive by, and off to work they went,

They woulda’ become State Officials, but the laws were bent.

And so another day went by in Little Rocktown.

At seven sharp they reached the mine,

All registered and cleared,

The noon went by mighty fine,

Not as bad as some had feared.

The security was rather low,

The men just toys for play,

And it accidentally happened so,

That a mine shaft crushed John Clay.

And so another day went by in Little Rocktown.

Did the union officials now,

Sing ‘We Shall Overcome´?

Resemble frenzied supporters of Mao,

And abolish the laws so dumb?

Or did they remain puppets in strings,

Played by authority flutes?

Slaves under presidents and kings,

Forced to give out fake salutes?

The resistance was a joke from day one,

Its leaders jailed and gone,

As the rich swine found their fight quite fun,

One of them bought the sun.

And so another day went by in Little Rocktown.

Yes, they struggled against physics laws,

Determined to make their own,

Struggled for it with beaks and claws,

But didn’t mind the drones.

And so the revolution came to Little Rocktown.

Five hundred pissed off miners,

All dressed in solemn black,

Stormed the upper-class abodes and diners,

Hunting oppressors to crack.

And so the lower class seized control of Little Rocktown.

Did John Clay’s horrid death perhaps,

Somehow ring a bell?

The miners in mental naps,

Found their lives to be hell?

Hard to tell, now two months later,

When their bodies are all gone,

Fried by authorial subjugators,

Whose tolerance levels were none.

And so the town of Little Rock disappeared for good.

Redigerad 28 september, 2005 av Crice

[Mahalo]

Finns det någon mall bakom denna trudelutt? Eller är det här baserat på den tid du spenderade i "little Rocktown" arbetandes i kolgruvorna? Ha ho!

- Zang!

Redigerad 28 september, 2005 av Mahalo

[Crice]

Finns det någon mall bakom denna trudelutt? Eller är det här baserat på den tid du spenderade i "little Rocktown" arbetandes i kolgruvorna? Ha ho!

- Zang!

Satt och skaldade med en feberinfekterad hjärna, med Dylan i lurarna. Den går till melodin av "Lily, Rosemary & The Jack of Hearts", förresten. Inget mästerverk, men...

Tänkte väl mig ett scenario med en amerikansk småstad med kolresurser gone bad, där männen tvingas arbeta då lagarna är ganska så fucked.

Fråga Gubben i Månen.

[Mahalo]

Kanske lite rough around the corners men jag gillade den här delen:

"Or did they remain puppets in strings,

Played by authority flutes?

Slaves under presidents and kings,

Forced to give out fake salutes?"

Men resten var skit, så ta självmord, din undernärda guling!

[Crice]

Diggade sista biten också. Resten var bara kassa Dylan-imitationer.

*blir äggad av galna "JUDAS"-eccentriker*