Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:12 pm
Good evening all. 
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:12 pm
@DP you know any Irish drinking songs then?
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:14 pm
The crowd from the Beatnik coffee shop down the street all snap their fingers in appreciation. The massive crowd from the stadium cheer and slowly wave lighters above their heads. Everyone begins chanting, "Darkpoet! Darkpoet! Darkpoet!"
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:16 pm
Pretty good Minerva Sorry about your headache.
Hey DP I'll buy you a beer for the entertainment
Sorry about your headache.Hey DP I'll buy you a beer for the entertainment
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:30 pm
Still jamming.
A thorn in my side, a chip on my shoulder
A lump in my throat, the size of a boulder
The chill up my spine, can't get any colder
And you wonder why I can't smile
A knot in my gut, an ape on my back
In the heat of the moment,
I'm knocked off the track
You drop the ball, I pick up the slack
And you ask me why my hairs are gray
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
I say it's green and then you tell me it's red
Keep your thoughts and ideas
locked up in your head
We've got someone
who can think of you instead
And he sounds just like the last one
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
Responsible thinkers
throw caution to the wind
But I find myself
speaking from within
I can't live my life
walking on eggshells
to stay on your good side
Using your words
controlling my life
Can't you see it's my words
that gives you your life
So I hurt your feelings
Well I'm really soory
But, I don't give a sh!t...
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
Exit stage left.......
A thorn in my side, a chip on my shoulder
A lump in my throat, the size of a boulder
The chill up my spine, can't get any colder
And you wonder why I can't smile
A knot in my gut, an ape on my back
In the heat of the moment,
I'm knocked off the track
You drop the ball, I pick up the slack
And you ask me why my hairs are gray
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
I say it's green and then you tell me it's red
Keep your thoughts and ideas
locked up in your head
We've got someone
who can think of you instead
And he sounds just like the last one
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
Responsible thinkers
throw caution to the wind
But I find myself
speaking from within
I can't live my life
walking on eggshells
to stay on your good side
Using your words
controlling my life
Can't you see it's my words
that gives you your life
So I hurt your feelings
Well I'm really soory
But, I don't give a sh!t...
Twisting, turning
Losing all sense of yearning
Living and learning
The pressure keeps on burning my soul
Exit stage left.......
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:34 pm
*Shouts Hello?*
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:35 pm
*applause, cheering and general merriment*
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:37 pm
HELLO, VIXEN!!
@DP: Have more Guinness, here.
@DP: Have more Guinness, here.
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:40 pm
Hi Minerva.
I like your singing, DP.
I like your singing, DP.
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:40 pm
Hi Vixen Don't sit in front of the amp..you lose your hearing!
Don't sit in front of the amp..you lose your hearing! Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:54 pm
Were those alright?
I just threw them together with a little help from Dreamtheater.
I just threw them together with a little help from Dreamtheater.
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 2:58 pm
@DP *hug* You were great You can play in my pub anytime. Or at least until it gets closed down.
You can play in my pub anytime. Or at least until it gets closed down. Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 3:01 pm
I like your sig, DP. Is it new?
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 3:01 pm
Sounds good DP (Sneaking suspicion that not too many people here have heard of them though)
(Sneaking suspicion that not too many people here have heard of them though)Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 3:46 pm
Goodnight everyone
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 3:48 pm
See ya Georgi
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 3:48 pm
I wasn't paying attention...See you, Georgi.
[ 06-11-2001: Message edited by: Minerva ]
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 4:02 pm
Weasel comes in
Hi Ms.T
Hi Minerva >HUG<
Weasel leaves
Hi Ms.T
Hi Minerva >HUG<
Weasel leaves
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 4:04 pm
Weasel You'll be in a big trouble, you know...
You'll be in a big trouble, you know...Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2001 4:07 pm
Darkpoet desides not to play any more, after seeing what just happened. Drops his guitar and runs out the door.