665 (665) wrote,
665
665

Ifessim vor hoyel vamsennet.

One month ago today I was happy as a lark
But now I go for walks to the movies - maybe to the park
I have a seat on the same old bench
To watch the children play
You know, tomorrow is their future
But to me, just another day

They all gather 'round me, they seem to know my name
We laugh, tell a few jokes, but it still doesn't ease my pain
I know I can't hide from a memory, 'though day after day I've tried
I keep sayin' she'll be back, but today again I've lied

Oh, I see her face everywhere I go
On the street, and even at the picture show
Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

Oh, I hear her voice as the cold winds blow
In the sweet music on my radio
Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

Why, oh, why
Did she have to leave and go away

Oh-oh-oh, I've been use to havin' someone to lean on
And I'm lost, baby, I'm lost (oh)

Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?
Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

Oh, she left her kiss upon my lips
But left that break within my heart
Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

Oh, I see her hand reaching out to me
Only she can set me free
Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

Why, oh, why
Did she have to leave and go away

Oh-oh-oh, I've been use to havin' someone to lean on
And I'm lost, baby, I'm lost (oh)

Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her?

As another day comes to an end
I'm lookin' for a letter or somethin'
Anything that she would send
With all the people I know I'm still a lonely man
You know, it's funny
I thought I had her in the palm of my hand

Have you seen her
Tell me, have you seen her (tell me, have you seen her?)
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  • 6 comments
But it's too late to say you're sorry,
How should I know -- why should I care?
Oh, please don't bother tryin' to find her --
she's not there...

Well, lemme tell you bout the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her eyes were soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright,
But she's not there...

-- The Zombies
hey, there people I'm Bobby Brown,
they say I'm the cutest boy in town!
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny,
I tell all the girls they can kiss my Heinie!
Here I am at a famous school,
I'm dressin' sharp and I'm actin' cool.
I've got a chearleader here wants to help
with my paper let her do all the work
and maybe later I rape her!

Oh, god I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
And I'm a handsome son of a bich,
I'm gonna get a good job and be real rich!
(get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good..)

Womans liberation
came creepin' all across the nation.
I tell you, people, I was not ready
when I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddi !
She made a little speech then,
oh she tried to make me say when...
She had my balls in a vice but she left the dick,
I guess it's still hooked on but now it shoots to
quick!
Oh, god I am the American dream,
but now I smell like vaseline
and I'm a miserable son of a bich
am I a boy or a lady I dont know which!
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder)

So wawawawent out and bought me a leisure suit
I'm jingling my change but I'm still kind cute.
Got a job, doing radio promo,
and none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo!
Eventually me and a friend,
sort of drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour of the tower of power,
as long as I get a little golden shower.

Oh, god I am the American dream,
put a spindle in my butt till it makes me scream
and I'll do anything to get ahead
Lay awake nights sayin' thank you fred
o God o God I'm so fantastic
Thanks to freddy Ima sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown,
watch me now, I'm going down.
And my name is Bobby Brown,
watch me now, I'm going down.
And my name is Bobby Brown,
watch me now, I'm going down.

Anonymous

June 17 2003, 18:15:50 UTC 14 years ago

when i was under the illusion that this was german, i translated the page with altavista.

"have you seen her?" translated to "are there lakes here?"

yes.
I'd just like to say JSP is insane and beautiful. He is my hero in some strange way.


I love JSP and 665 for ever...

Toast Girl :-D

Anonymous

September 6 2003, 21:06:58 UTC 14 years ago

The thing I don't like about poetry is that if it's not read, you can't find sincerity in it. I have no idea if you mean this or if you wrote this three years ago or if you even wrote it. Okay, yes, I posted something only because I felt like it and this is pointless. -IAMLB

Anonymous

January 30 2008, 03:37:28 UTC 9 years ago

(i am also drowning)