I'm writing this and I'm ranting - which is good, 'cause your readin' this.
This is short, which is good, right?


No Fun At Allsittin in the corner with my zippo.No Fun At All
Oh oh/oh oh.
Thinking of you and the number of times you broke my heart. But I loved those numbers you pulled,the ones where we stood, standing in the dark
see the wall, watch it fall oh you kill me with your sweet talk and your promises.
Watch me make that final call c'mon now, you know it was all play and no fun at all
flash of reason and a call for treason, these are the days you wanna see the sun tied to the mast.
oh oh no.
You called me again and again, can't use the credits and all those stamps on your returned to sen


The ElectricsThe following day turned out to be the wettest of the year, or so it seemed. The roadies were busying themselves with keeping the amps dry and running about chasing backdrops that the wind had whisked away with it. The truck had come late and the lights were all the wrong fittings for the small venue. This caused the road manager to fling his arms in the air and swear with such rage that even some of the most hardened bouncers who had to pitch in seemed embarrassed.The Electrics
We all tumbled out of the van and into the hotel lobby smiling as the heated room greeted us. The radiator in the car was broken and our hands felt like


It's a LieThey provide the H-bomb We'll provide a fallout shelter Keep you safe not from it long All remained till helter skelterIt's a Lie
They provide the scandal We'll provide the politics For a short time, short time Every star's a communist
New deal, new deal New president is in charge But he proves it's not for long And communism is at large
What can we do, what can we do? Jump start, get in a war That same war drags on Burns America's youth to the core
Drug bust, just having fun Who's supplying everyone? Laugh about it, n


Baby BabyMmm, he's so pretty If we talked it could end in crime I just wanna put my arms around him Use up a little of his timeBaby Baby
And I'm going Baby baby baby Baby baby baby Baby baby baby I wanna be your girl
Ooo, his eyes are so pretty And the clothes he wears are so fine I wanna end up at his place So I can use up his time
And I'm going Baby baby baby Baby baby baby Baby baby baby I wanna be your girl
I will reply you here!
I'm around here a lot, so I'll see you around!
Thanks for watching my gallery!
Bubye!
Your initials are EB?
Is your name Ellen Bolan?
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'There's nothing but bad news in the newspapers to make us live in a constant state of paranoia. That's what they want because it keeps people in fear.' - Joe Strummer
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