Everyone sing along w. Sir Elton:)

"I'm Still Standing"

You could never know what it's like
Your blood like winter freezes just like ice
And there's a cold lonely light that shines from you
You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use

And did you think this fool could never win
Well look at me, I'm coming back again
I got a taste of love in a simple way
And if you need to know while I'm still standing you just fade away

Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I'm still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah
I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah

Once I never could hope to win
You starting down the road leaving me again
The threats you made were meant to cut me down
And if our love was just a circus you'd be a clown by now

Post Locked.
-Roi

300 voodoo cards cast and I'm still singing, now its a little Raggae mon, Jimmy Cliff THE HARDER THEY COME:

Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry

CHORUS:
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall, one and all

Well the officers are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

CHORUS

ooh yeah oh yeah woh yeah ooooh

And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you're dead you can't
But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave

CHORUS

Yeah, the harder they come, the harder they'll fall one and all
What I say now, what I say now, awww
What I say now, what I say one time
The harder they come the harder they'll fall one and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall one and all

let me tell you something about your mom...

Apparently "your mother" jokes go back at least to WWII. "Your mother wears combat boots" was an insult in Italy, it meant your mother was sleeping with American G.I.'s for payment of at least adequate footwear.

The trend continues to this day. My student in the Bronx have distilled it down to simply, "your mother." You allow the victim to provide the setup, "this class is mad dumb," to which you reply, "your mother."

wow stupid

Hey Sparrow--AND your father!!!

Oh and how's that lockdown strat working Capt Dung and Black Tweety-Bird? Is your victim really supposed to be able to raid your chief enforcer?

Now its time to turn up the volume on a little SABOTAGE by the Beastie Boys:

I can't stand it, I know you planned it
I'm gonna set it straight, this Watergate
I can't stand rocking when I'm in here
'Cause your crystal ball ain't so crystal clear

So while you sit back and wonder why
I got this flaming thorn in my side
Oh my God, it's a mirage
I'm tellin' y'all, it's a sabotage

So, so, so, so listen up 'cause you can't say nothin'
You'll shut me down with a push of your button?
But you, I'm out and I'm gone
I'll tell you now, I keep it on and on

'Cause what you see you might not get
And we can bet, so don't you get souped yet
You're scheming on a thing that's a mirage
I'm trying to tell you now, it's sabotage

Why
Our backs are now against the wall?
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage

I can't stand it, I know you planned it
I'm gonna set it straight, this Watergate
Lord, I can't stand rockin' when I'm in this place
Because I feel disgrace because you're all in my face

But make no mistakes and switch up my channel
I'm Buddy Rich when I fly off the handle
What could it be, it's a mirage
You're scheming on a thing, that's sabotage

Grogggy wrote:Apparently "your mother" jokes go back at least to WWII. "Your mother wears combat boots" was an insult in Italy, it meant your mother was sleeping with American G.I.'s for payment of at least adequate footwear.

The trend continues to this day. My student in the Bronx have distilled it down to simply, "your mother." You allow the victim to provide the setup, "this class is mad dumb," to which you reply, "your mother."

Your mother jokes or Yo mama jokes go back to slavery. Slaves would say "Your master so fat ..." or other thing but when their master came near the changed it to "Yo mama" (something similar) so that their owners would not notice that they were talking about them. It also made their masters think that the slaves didn't even respect each other and such.

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Well, 450 voodoo cards and FINALLY someone connects. Morgan's the only one of you bunch that has a clue with the voodoo, respect!

But you know, like HYDRA, cut off an arm and two grow to take its place. Over 4000 turns expended to what end? I used 4 cards and 2 light fleets to send your entire guild into a tizzy. I could do it again, today, if I wasn't mourning the loss of my beloved radiers:(

We are singing this dirge, today:

"The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down"

Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train
'Till Stoneman's cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again

In the winter of '65
We were hungry, just barely alive
By May the 10th, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"

Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
"Virgil, quick, come see,
There goes Robert E. Lee!"

Now, I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money's no good
You take what you need
And you leave the rest
But they should never
Have taken the very best

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"

Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand

He was just 18, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
You can't raise a Kane back up
When he's in defeat

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"