PSYCHO KILLER

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Posted on 17th May 2012 by Administrator in Economy |Politics |Social Issues

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  1. Zarathustra says:

    Old Grey Whistle Test was such a great program.

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    17th May 2012 at 11:25 pm

  2. AWD says:

    Hows about these prophetic lyrics:

    Life During Wartime Lyrics
    Performed by Talking Heads

    Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons,
    packed up and ready to go
    Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway,
    a place where nobody knows
    The sound of gunfire, off in the distance,
    I’m getting used to it now
    Lived in a brownstone, lived in the ghetto,
    I’ve lived all over this town

    This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco,
    this ain’t no fooling around
    No time for dancing, or lovey dovey,
    I ain’t got time for that now

    Transmit the message, to the receiver,
    hope for an answer some day
    I got three passports, a couple of visas,
    don’t even know my real name
    High on a hillside, the trucks are loading,
    everything’s ready to roll
    I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime,
    I might not ever get home

    This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco,
    this ain’t no fooling around
    This ain’t no Mudd Club, or C. B. G. B.’s,
    I ain’t got time for that now
    Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
    Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.?
    You oughta know not to stand by the window
    somebody might see you up there
    I got some groceries, some peanut butter,
    to last a couple of days
    But I ain’t got no speakers, ain’t got no
    headphones, ain’t got no records to play

    Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
    Gonna be different this time
    Can’t write a letter, can’t send a postcard,
    I can’t write nothing at all
    This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco,
    this ain’t no fooling around
    I’d like to kiss you, I’d love you hold you
    I ain’t got no time for that now

    Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock,
    we blended with the crowd
    We got computer, we’re tapping phone lines,
    I know that ain’t allowed
    We dress like students, we dress like housewives,
    or in a suit and a tie
    I’ve changed my hairstyle so many times now,
    I don’t know what I look like!
    You make me shiver, I feel so tender,
    we make a pretty good team
    Don’t get exhausted, I’ll do some driving,
    you ought to get you some sleep
    Get you instructions, follow directions,
    then you should change your address
    Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day,
    whatever you think is best
    Burned all my notebooks, what good are
    notebooks? They won’t help me survive.
    My chest is aching, burns like a furnace,
    the burning keeps me alive
    Try to stay healthy, physical fitness,
    don’t want to catch no disease
    Try to be careful, don’t take no chances,
    you better watch what you say.

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    17th May 2012 at 11:35 pm

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