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pay money to my pain -paralyzed ocean

Posted by Mike at 1:50 AM

this is PTP.fuckin awesome!!album「another day comes」

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Metallica - Whiskey in the Jar | with lyrics

Posted by Mike at 1:46 AM

Lyrics:As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountainsI saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countingI first produced my pistol and then produced my rapierI said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you"I took all of his money and it was a pretty pennyI took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to MollyShe swore that she loved me, no, never would she leave meBut the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easyMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere's whiskey in the jar-oBeing drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamberTaking Molly with me, but I never knew the dangerFor about six or maybe seven, yeah, in walked Captain FarrellI jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeahMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeahWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere's whiskey in the jar-oNow some men like the fishing and some men like the fowlingAnd some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaringMe I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamberBut here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeahMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeahWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere's whiskey in the jar-o, yeahWhiskey in the jar-o, yeahMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, heyMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah - Originaly performed by Thin Lizzy

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Megadeth Train of Consequences

Posted by Mike at 1:46 AM

a vid I made from the album YouthanasiaI'm doing you a favorAs I'm taking all your moneyI guess I should feel sorryBut I don't even trust meThere's bad news creeping upAnd you feel a sudden chillHow do you do? My name is troubleI'm coming in for the kill...And you know I willSet the ball A-RollinI'll be clicking off the milesOn the train of consequencesMy boxcar life O' styleMy thinking is derailedI'm tied up to the tracksThe train of consequencesThere ain't no turning backNo horse ever ran as fastAs the money that you betI'm blowing on my cardsAnd I play them to my chestLife's fabric is corruptShot through with corroded threadAs for me I hocked my brainsPacked my bags and headed west

Posted in heavy, Megadeth, metal, thrash |