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sychotic hicken to All   

   Re: Grandmaster Flash (and the Furious F   
   06 Aug 09 16:36:11   
   
   XPost: alt.halloween.boo, alt.party, alt.suicide.holiday   
   XPost: alt.suicide.methods, alt.support.depression, van.general   
   From: BillJ@hotmail.com   
      
   invalid@invalid.invalid as King Henry V:  Though all that I can do is   
   nothing worth, Since that my penitence comes after all, Imploring   
   Pardon.   
   >   
   >"

sychotic hicken" wrote in message       >news:z$I1hUCsGveKFwXr@hotmail.com...       >> New York New York Lyrics       >> Grandmaster Flash       >>       >>       >> New York New York, big city of dreams       >> And everything in New York ain't always what it seems       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law and I know my way around       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)       >> Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!       >>       >> A castle in the sky, one mile high       >> Built to shelter the rich and greedy       >> Rows of eyes, disguised as windows       >> Looking down on the poor and the needy       >> Miles of people, marching up the avenue       >> Doin' what they gotta do, just to get by       >> I'm living in the land of plenty and many       >> But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much       >> Too much, too many people, too much!       >>       >> A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump       >> People gather round, said, "He won't he's just a chump"       >> 'Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed       >> His mortgage is due and his marriage is through       >> He says he ain't gonna pay no child support       >> Because the bitch left him without a second thought       >> He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet       >> She even left his clothes out in the street       >> He keeps hearing noises when he's at home       >> He always hears voices when he's all alone       >> His wife took the kids, the car and the crib       >> In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib       >>       >> New York New York big city of dreams       >> But everything in New York ain't always what it seems       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law, and I know my way around       >>       >> Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly       >> But you can't tell the women from the men sometimes       >> They're sugar and spice and everything nice       >> But when you get 'em home ain't no telling what you find       >> Right next door is a little old man       >> I seen him eating dog food out of a can       >> He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat       >> I barely can stand, on my own two feet       >> I got a bad habit and I just can't break it       >> Something's on my mind and I just can't shake it       >> I need some time, and I want some space       >> I gotta get away from the human race"       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)       >> Too much, too many people, too much! Raaah!       >>       >> Staring at a skyscraper reaching into heaven       >> When over in the ghetto I'm livin in hell       >> Just play ball or be an entertainer       >> 'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well       >> Nobody loves me, nobody cares       >> I dreamed about a life but I'm livin in a nightmare       >> Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound       >> Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!       >>       >> Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh       >> Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh       >> Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh       >> Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, HUH!       >>       >> If only I could sleep just ten more minutes       >> I might find the strength to make another day       >> If I didn't have to get up and do my thing       >> I would probably sleep my whole life away       >> I messed up a nice dream, somethin' bout ice cream       >> Whipped cream, fruits and a cherry on top       >> Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh       >> The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop       >> I sho' gotta learn to use my mind       >> I don't wanna be kissing nobody's behind       >> Just standin' on line lookin' like a jerk       >> Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work       >> I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash       >> Should'a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash       >> A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat       >> Who you lookin at with a face like that?       >>       >> New York New York big city of dreams       >> Everything in New York ain't always what it seems       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law and I know my way around       >>       >> On 42nd Street, lookin for some action       >> Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction       >> One young punk just leaning on the fence       >> Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents       >> Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster       >> Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands       >> Just did a stick-up, just got picked up       >> One dead punk, killed by the man       >>       >> New York New York big city of dreams       >> And everything in New York ain't always what it seem       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law and I know my way around       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)       >> Too much, too many people, too much! Huh!       >>       >> A baby cries and a mother dies       >> And the tears fall from the doctor's eyes       >> Because in this room, on this day       >> The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!       >> The gift of life really means a lot       >> And in the ghetto your life is all you got       >> So you take to the streets, trying to exist       >> In the trash and slime of a world like this       >> What you watch on TV tells you what life is supposed to be       >> But when you look outside the only thing you see       >> Is the poverty stricken reality, Heh!       >> Abandoned places, angry faces       >> Much hate and hunger throughout the races       >> You say, "I'm grown and I'm on my own       >> So why don't everybody just leave me alone!"       >> Now you stay at home, talking on the phone       >> Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone       >> They never took the time to tell you 'bout sex       >> So you had to learn about it in the discotheques       >> Nine months later, the baby is there       >> And the Nigga that did it said, "I don't care!"       >> You don't have enough money to help feed two       >> So you have to choose between the baby and you       >> The sky was crying, rain and hail       >> When you put your baby in the garbage pail       >> Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid       >> And you tried to forget what you just did, Huh!       >> The muffled screams of a dying baby       >> Was enough to drive the young mother crazy       >> So she ran in the rain trying to ease the pain       >> Huh huh, And she drove herself insane       >>       >> New York New York big city of dreams       >> But everything in New York ain't always what it seem       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law and I know my way around       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)       >> Too much, too many people, too much! HUH!       >>       >> New York New York big city of dreams       >> But everything in New York ain't always what it seem       >> You might get fooled if you come from out of town       >> But I'm down by law and I know my way around       >>       >> Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha)       >> Too much, too many people, too much       >>       >>       >> --              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   


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