Tony Baloni

Nah, come to Nor Cal!

Sounds good man :guitar: I especially like the second one. If I'm ever in Canada we're gonna jam.

"I ran every red light on memory lane!"

Haha, I didn't even catch that.

Somebody doesn't like punk rock.

Breakfast on the Run- listen here Biscuits and gravy, runnin from the law 12 years haven't trimmed my beard swear to God that's what I saw I headed down the creek with my double barrel gun Sorry honey, I take my breakfast on the run I belong in the mountains, it's where I get my thrills Scrambled eggs, I got new leggs, and I'm headin fer the hills I reckon if ya catch up with me ya can come along fer the ride Butcha better bring corn beef hash and a big ol jug o' moonshine!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KSYeAAWbIw Merry Christmas

Yeah. I loved when he threw the second shoe, Bush knew it was coming, he was like, getting ready for it.

I find this 100% hilarious, and couldn't care less if the guy gets punished.

You can even listen to it too! Myspace

This one is up too Myspace

Hey, I've got the song recorded, check it out: Myspace

Whiskey an' tobaccy Yer my only friends Bourbon on my breath til the sweet embrace of death You'll be with me til the end I drove my Ford to the lake where i was born And watched the wind a'rustlin' through the trees Rolled myself a cigarette and tried to forget All the bad luck that's been followin me Whiskey an' tobaccy Yer my only friends Bourbon on my breath til the sweet embrace of death You'll be with me til the end I went walkin through the woods where I met you With a bottle of Jack Daniels in my head Sometimes I think 'bout leavin an' not tellin anyone Just smokin, drinkin, livin off the land Whiskey an' tobaccy Yer my only friends Bourbon on my breath til the sweet embrace of death You'll be with me til the end There was a time when I was younger And I didn't know what trouble really was Now the only thing that's keepin me from drivin off a cliff Is an everlastin whiskey buzz Whiskey an' tobaccy Yer my only friends Bourbon on my breath til the sweet embrace of death You'll be with me til the end

Auntie Marie, when is pep-pep comin home? His tractor's gettin rusty and I'm feelin all alone He left us one fine evenin to sail the big corn blue Whyntcha fix me up a bowl o' that ol' Kentucky stew Auntie Marie, there's a spider in your hair It must have followed you on home from the county fair Uncle Dale's gone missin, right on past the ol' blue spruce Barrel o' corn, I scorn my shoes, and a big ol' bucket o' juice Ricky tucked me in with tobaccy in 'is teeth Ol' Kentucky bourbon flowin through that dirty theif He stole my pappy's truck and rode it down the ol' dirt trail Sheriff come to roost his boots and the bean boat did set sail! Auntie Marie, when is pep-pep comin home? His tractor's gettin rusty and I'm feelin all alone He left us one fine evenin to sail the big corn blue Whyntcha fix me up a bowl o' that ol' Kentucky stew

Vielendank, Alter!

Milk in the butter and butter in the churn A penny saved is a penny earned For my butter the good lord yearns I'll be churnin so long as the world turns There's a dog in the kitchen an a chicken in the sink Mammy don't eat daddy don't drink Granny said chile what do you think? High in fiber, low in zinc Got a corn cob pipe an a pipe corn cob Sold my chili to hot rod bob Bucket o stew, i'm a big fat slob Beans, beans, that's my job.

Listen to it! Trickin all the victims of sedation of the modern mind Playin with their brains, I wish he'd have his way with mine Derren Brown you can come to my town Any time you want Just remember to control my thoughts Any way you want The power of suggestion digest me arrest me dead in a hole Ya keep me down on the ground around where I eternal peace in my soul Derren Brown you can come to my town Any time you want Just remember to control my thoughts Any way you want Hypnotise me Realize me Devise my every scheme Hypnotise me Realize me Realign my dreams

Freshly recorded!! Roger was born on a summer day On a boat floatin on the San Pablo bay His father wasn't there and when he heard, he had nothin to say Roger grew up in San Rafael In his mother's house, to escape the hell He was trapped in at the hand of his father's evil spell Roger lives in a candyland His soul is blessed with a harsh hit hand Whatever it takes to get there again Spend his days in search of shame like heroin And if he fails to please He'll be brought to his knees In high school Roger joined the wrestling team Just to feel the other boys overpower his esteem He would rub against their skin to fulfill his nightly dream He didn't want p*ssy, he didn't want love That wasn't the release he was thinkin of His salvation came in leather gloves Roger lives in a candyland His soul is blessed with a harsh hit hand Whatever it takes to get there again Spend his days in search of shame like heroin And if he fails to please He'll be brought to his knees At the age of 17, Roger moved out of his dad's To find a place where he'd be free, free from all the thoughts he had He got a studio in the Castro He spent his nights alone with Phil Collins CD's and astro-glide.

Yeah, I think they could make a way better movie. (Aside: I almost have 666 posts)

I just finished reading this book. I thought it was really well written, and funny for about the first half, but it just gets depressing towards the end.

Lol yeah yeah, whatever.

Are you sure this wasn't Dethklok?

Lol, no worries. Watching random Phil Collins videos on youtube just gave me my answer! Another Day In Paradise

There's this one phil collins song that starts off with this really catchy guitar line, and it sounds like it's an anime song. I think it's a littke bit moe obscure. I realize this is the most vague description of anything, ever, but maybe if somebody thinks about it, it'll jog something loose and they can finally put my mind at ease.

" I'd really give any of their stuff a shot, even Sad Sappy Sucker has some pretty awesome moments." Trailer park bike crash!