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The Random Thought Megathread
- Thread starter Gorn
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I agree. I used to hear stuff from our singer like "what are you, a dinosaur?" when suggesting to do a song from a previous decade.
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Joined 2 dating sites. Why TF do I have to pay to see who “likes” me? It just defeats the whole purpose.
When you have that physique you either gotta wear them too high or too low.
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Those sites are 100% free to women. Their purpose is to make money. You are the meal ticket.
The internet is a great place to find love, but I suggest using free sites. I found true love right here on TB, when i found @Fat Freddy - may your journey be as blessed. Namaste <3
You're gonna wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.
Roll on thunder, shine on lightning
The days are long and the nights are frightenin'
Nothing matters anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Winter comes and the winds blew colder
While some grew wiser, you just grew older
Well, you never listened anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Good for nothing, bad in bed
Nobody likes you and you're better off dead
Goodbye (goodbye)
We've all come to say goodbye (goodbye)
Goodbye (goodbye)
Born defeated, died in vain
Super-destructive, you were hooked on pain
Though your music lingers on
All of us are glad you're gone
If I could live my life half as worthlessly as you
I'm convinced that I'd wind up burning too
Love yourself as you loved no other
Be no man's fool and be no man's brother
We're all born to die alone
You know, that's the Hell of it
Life's a game where they're bound to beat you
And time's a trick it can turn to cheat you
And we only waste it anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Good for nothing, bad in bed
Nobody liked you and you're better off dead
Goodbye (goodbye)
We've all come to say goodbye (goodbye)
Goodbye (goodbye)
Born defeated, died in vain
Super-destructive, you were hooked on pain
And though your music lingers on
Well, all of us are glad you're gone
-- Paul Williams
The days are long and the nights are frightenin'
Nothing matters anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Winter comes and the winds blew colder
While some grew wiser, you just grew older
Well, you never listened anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Good for nothing, bad in bed
Nobody likes you and you're better off dead
Goodbye (goodbye)
We've all come to say goodbye (goodbye)
Goodbye (goodbye)
Born defeated, died in vain
Super-destructive, you were hooked on pain
Though your music lingers on
All of us are glad you're gone
If I could live my life half as worthlessly as you
I'm convinced that I'd wind up burning too
Love yourself as you loved no other
Be no man's fool and be no man's brother
We're all born to die alone
You know, that's the Hell of it
Life's a game where they're bound to beat you
And time's a trick it can turn to cheat you
And we only waste it anyway
And that's the Hell of it
Good for nothing, bad in bed
Nobody liked you and you're better off dead
Goodbye (goodbye)
We've all come to say goodbye (goodbye)
Goodbye (goodbye)
Born defeated, died in vain
Super-destructive, you were hooked on pain
And though your music lingers on
Well, all of us are glad you're gone
-- Paul Williams
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