Posted on 11/13/2001 8:08:43 PM PST by Mudboy Slim
"Behind Left's Lies"
(To be sung to The Who's "Behind Blue Eyes"
No one knows what it's like...
To be Left's BagMan...to be Slick's Stag, man...Behind Left's Spies!!
No one knows what it's like...
To be hated, Lib'rally-jaded, believin' all Dem LIES!!
Folks, my dreams...fer "T." McAuliffe...
Help my Prescience come to be!!
RightWing Power, only lonely, Right's Goal is Vengeance...fer Tyranny!!
No one knows what it's like...
To feel these feelings...like I do...and I blame you!!
No one bites back this hard on their anger...
None of my pain and woe...can show through!!
Folks, my dreams...they aren't that risky...
Heed my prescience...follow me!!
Po' McAuliffe, he's MUD's only...
Right's GOAL is Vengeance...fer Tyranny!!
When my fist clenches, crack it open, before I use it and lose my cool!!
When I smile tell me some bad news before I laugh and act like a fool!!
And if I swallow the Med'yuh's EVIL... Strap yer fingers roun' my throat
If I shiver please give me a blanket...
Keep me warm let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like...to be the bad man
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes.
Before and........MUD
Q ERTY6 bump! Now that the media's own a$$es are in danger--in no small measure thanks to the clintons, look for them to change their tune. Political Left Fingers clinton for Terrorists' Success Q ERTY4 bump! too
Murder, Inc.
``Don't believe a word you hear. It was not suicide. It couldn't have been.''
-Assistant Attorney General Webster Hubbell, 7/20/93, on White House counsel Vincent Foster's death, cited in Esquire, 11/93.
Webb knows where the bodies are buried...LET'S GET HIM!!
FReegards...MUD
BTW...DNA Tests shall prove that Webb's Chelsea's Daddy!!
Utmost FReegards...MUD
They're gonna change your name from "Mudboy Slim" to "Mudboy Wasted Away" if you try that one! =P
And yeah, he always wore the white tunic...it was part of his traditional religious garb. He once said it was "unseemly and extravagant" for him to own more than one article of clothing.
Yup...MUD
Yes...but which Richmond Car Dealership has the Largest American Flag?!
MUD
Ehh...git what?
By the way, I thoroughly enjoy Mia T's posts!
They're just a bit better than your songs, Mud.
I'm sure ya won't mind me deferring to the lady and putting ya in at a close second, Mud.
I think it might be right down the road from me on Midlothian Turnpike.
And I believe it's a Dodge dealership...Pence?
Jealousy
What a terrible emotion this is
Its reason is imponderable
destroying loving bliss
it causes us to be dishonorable
When the green-eyed monster strikes
insecurity is ripe
for accusations untrue
Oh, but what is does to you
It tears at your senses
bombarding your thoughts
bringing on stresses
hitting like a juggernaut
Until finally, if they use the name
in desperation, you play the game
but with it comes the guilt
and your love begins to wilt
Chalk it up to insecurity
caused by someone else
whats missing is maturity
blame it on yourself
Copyright(c) 1999 By John J. Lindsay All RightsReserved
August 22, 1996
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Play it with a nice, country strum.
Transcribed by Diron Ahlquist
[G]Mudboy played his [D]guitar on the [C]rebel side of [D]town
[G]Where it's hard for a [D]poor boy to find the [C]mon[D]ey.
[G]He had dedica[D]tion, he [C]had the heart and [D]soul.
[C]Mudboy [D]knew he was born to [G]sing.
[G]Sheeple said, "Get a [D]Real Job...Sup[C]port your fami[D]ly...
[G]Cause there's no [D]Future in the [C]songs yer [D]singin'!!!"
[G]But MUD never [D]said a word, that [C]FReeper just kept [D]on...
[C]Late at [D]Night, you can hear him [G]sing!!! (ROFLMAO!!)
CHORUS
[G]I'm gonna [C]be somebod[D]y, [G]one of these [C]days...
We're gonna [D]break Left's Chains.
[G]I'm gonna [C]be like Ronnie[D]...some[Em]day!!!
You can [C]bet your hard-earned [D]dollar I [G]will!!
[G]Mudboy played that [D]Ho'down, one [C]full moon August [D]night...
[G]He saw his [D]boy out [C]in the front [D]row...
[G]It's MUD's pride'n'joy [D]JakeyBoy with [C]same ole Hungry [D]Eyes...
[C]Looked up at [D]Daddy and [G]sang,
[G]"I'm gonna [C]be like Dadd[D]y, [G]one of these [C]days...
We're gonna [D]break Left's Chains.
[G]I'm gonna [C]be like Limbaugh[D]...some[Em]day!!!
You can [C]bet your hard-earned [D]dollar I [G]will!!"
You can bet your hard-earned dollar I will.
To be continued...MUD
Filthy rich...
STOP IT!!
You've a *deeper* calling than moneeeey, Grasshopper.
< /sarc>
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