YBK
w00t! custom status!! :D
melimoo said:super sick like he's blowing something?
yeah. you might get that impression.....
must keep bobdee love on the highup
What's he smoking? A normal cigarette?
melimoo said:super sick like he's blowing something?
yeah. you might get that impression.....
must keep bobdee love on the highup
Does it matter?YBK said:What's he smoking? A normal cigarette?
yes i am going to fucking know you waster...YBK said:What's he smoking? A normal cigarette?
and me = cunt?absolution* said:Too many cunts in this thread to appreciate properly.
*appreciates in private*
yeah, i guess you linked it... *duh*melimoo said:yes i am going to fucking know you waster...
NOOO YOUUSSEEEFFFF!YBK said:Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.
w00t w00t... keep the love alive peepz.
renton said:How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
As long as my anus points to the ground, i will never see a better written chorus ever
my order would be:runtlocks said:Blood on the Tracks > Blonde on Blonde > Highway 61 Revisited
w00t!kahlilouise said:Amen to this thread!
"Ain't bobby so cool...."
wow! bobby speaks truth though!runtlocks said:http://today.reuters.com/news/artic...9Z_01_N22476890_RTRIDST_0_PEOPLE-DYLAN-DC.XML
Modern Times out very soon.
Nice song! First time I heard it today though !darcho said:Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
(I can) hear the undertaker's bell
(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Well, God is in heaven
And we all want what's his
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of the St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
That is my fav bobby song and one of my all time fav songs