[moved] Where are they now??

[clontaago]

Thats about all I expected in a come back

 

[Matabele]

Well, why would I bother. I've never afforded you th honour of a decent comeback because you so clearly don't deserve it - as evidenced above.

 

[clontaago]

You dont bother because you have nothing.

 

[Matabele]

whatever, I refuse to stoop to your snivelling levels.

 

[clontaago]

Point proven, see ya

 

[Matabele]

Don't you think it's so sweet that we both want to have the last word?

 

[earl]

Word.

 

[Dan]

not really. no

 

[Matabele]

Hey Fro, do you remember this one?

In this city I confess
I am driven to possess
answer no one, let them guess
are you someone I impress?

I am a big boss
with a short fuse
I have a nylon carpet and rubber shoes
and when I shake hands
you'll get a big shock
you'll be begging for mercy when the champ is through
you'd better believe I'll put the clamps on you

In this city, be assured
some will rise above the herd
feed the fatted, leave the rest
this is how we won the West

I am a safebox
I am the inner sanctum when the door locks
I own the passkey
you say you can't take it with you?
we'll see about that, won't we?

push...push...push...

In this city I confess
god is mammon, more is less
off like lemmings at the gun
I know better, still I run

I am an old man
and the word came
but you can't buy time on a good name
now when the heirs come around like buzzards on a kill
I see my reflection in their envious eyes
I'd watch it all burn
to buy another sunrise

Some men find the fire escape
old men learn it all too late
push...push...push the alarm
old MacDonald's bought the farm

 

[Dan]

Talk to anyone these days and you know, it seems,
Eventually they'll tell you about some heavy scenes
When they were living "with a druggie friend"
You gotta look real serious, or at least pretend
While with a reverend awe, like they're reading a psalm
They tell you about some jerk poking a needle in his arm
And dramatically conclude "you know, the guy was a freak"
But it's the eighth drug story you've heard this week

Well I knew a guy; he tops the lot
He wasn't on heroin, crack or pot
But it was worse than anything out of 'Monkey Grip'
He did the 'Happy Marriage In Suburbia' trip

You know I still don't know how this guy never got busted
For being so incredibly well-adjusted
While we were all shoving chemicals up our nose,
he was out in the garden with a watering hose

At first only small things began to go wrong
He wouldn't turn up when we were having a bong
But sooner than later things began to fall apart
He'd take his girl out regular, eat a la carte

He'd look healthy and happy, it was like an alarm
He was collapsing like the veins in my arm
I'll never forget that terrible night, oh God above
When he told us he was very much in love

So they both bought a house, there was no turning back
They got into it the week that I got into crack
His face was never so ravaged with addiction
As the week he showed me his brand new kitchen

I'd sometimes go 'round there with a cap or two of horse
Tell him "Kick the habit, get a divorce"
"Your wife's pregnant again" I plead "This'll make three
If you have another kid you're sure to OD"

But he's not even listening, he's in some delirium
His wife's doing the dishes and he's begun clearing 'em
"I love my kids, I'm happy" he'd say satisfied
But don't you know, on the nappy he was crucified

He's dead now, of course - needless to say
Family wiped off by a drunk going the wrong way
Oh, how many times has it been written, said or sung,
That if you live monogamous, expect to die young?

So, you can get into crack, smack, dope or speed
But don't take marriage 'cause this is where it'll lead
You experience real happiness, both physical and mental
And if you die it'll be purely accidental.

 

[Fro]

yours is some of Mr Taylors work I think Matas, something about "success" in the title, stretching the memory there.

Sorry Dan, Ive got nothing for yours, Id guess TISM but that would only be a guess

 

[Dan]

TISM is correct

 

[Dan]

I woke up feeling so good
I think I’d better call in sick
I need a personal trainer
To help me hold my drink
I plan to be spontaneous
Next time we meet
I’m putting off procrastinating
Until next week

I’ll get onto it
When I give a ****

I must invite my vegan neighbours
Round for a barbeque
I’ll go on a liver cleansing diet
Cos I got lots of drinking to do
I need a mentor
To help me with my self-motivating
The weather’s too good to possibly
Contemplate doing a thing

I’ll get onto it
When I give a ****
Just wait a bit
Till I give a ****
This time it’s legit, my sins I’ll admit, I promise I’ll quit, I’ll get myself fit
I’ll get onto it

Too much focus leads to tunnel vision
Too much faith leads to Religion
Too much knowledge leads to confusion
Too many guitar lessons lead to jazz-fusion

I’ll get onto it
When I give a ****
Just wait a bit
Till I give a ****
I’m going to commit, I’ll chew on the bit, The next one’s a hit, That’s a definite
I’ll get onto it

 

[Fro]

pure guess, based on your previous postings

 

[Matabele]

Fro, I'm still bloody envious you got to go to a ST concert.

I was going to guess TISM with Dan's too. I wonder if they live by their creed?

 

[Fro]

twas a long time ago Matas. 1984 from memory

And TISMs creed is??

I think it stands for This Is Serious Mum, but ive no idea what their creed is....Dan??

 

[Dan]

that is right Fro.

Their creed is to say whatever the hell they want. No one escapes, being a fan of TISM's mean you have to accept their criticism of the fact you are one of ther fans!

 

[Matabele]

that is right Fro.

Their creed is to say whatever the hell they want. No one escapes, being a fan of TISM's mean you have to accept their criticism of the fact you are one of ther fans!

I really ought to give them a spin, shouldn't I?

 

[Nutzcraw]

Your probably looking for a band like slipknot mata...

They say what they want but hide behind masks (alias's) to say it :lol:

 

[Dan]

Slipknot got the idea from TISM, though TISM do it with intelligence, satire, Wit and talent