"The Drug Fits the Face", or "Make Up a Song While High."

This thread is crazy.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]This thread is crazy.[/QUOTE]
This is as good a chance as any to ask you what that is in your avatar, Nightrider?

[QUOTE=Vendetta]This is as good a chance as any to ask you what that is in your avatar, Nightrider?[/QUOTE]
It's a cowboy!

write some more ire! before it wears off!

[QUOTE=dzudzu]write some more ire! before it wears off![/QUOTE]
Word. that was funny as hell.

I've got your DJ and backup singer right here:

[IMG]http://www.ecalos.com/halloween99/images/nyquil.jpg[/IMG]

[QUOTE=Nightrious]It's a cowboy![/QUOTE]
I don't like it. It freaks me out.

[QUOTE=Vendetta]I don't like it. It freaks me out.[/QUOTE]
Well I've had it for like a year, off and on. You should be used to it.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]It's a cowboy![/QUOTE]

with his head down leaning on something, right? I think it's cool - did you draw it? maybe you could go take cold medicine and write a song about it with Ire.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]Well I've had it for like a year, off and on. You should be used to it.[/QUOTE]
Well. Get a nicer one.

[QUOTE=dzudzu]write some more ire! before it wears off![/QUOTE]
Whoah, Strong Bad rocks my world. It's all in the hips, yo.

There's more to come, don't you worry.

[QUOTE=dzudzu]with his head down leaning on something, right? I think it's cool - did you draw it? maybe you could go take cold medicine and write a song about it with Ire.[/QUOTE]
Yeah. But I didn't draw it.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]Yeah. But I didn't draw it.[/QUOTE]
I still can't see it.

[QUOTE=Vendetta]I still can't see it.[/QUOTE]
How can you not see it? He has his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he has his head leaning down so you don't see his face.

Nightrider.

No!
No Nightrider!

[QUOTE=Nightrious]How can you not see it? He has his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he has his head leaning down so you don't see his face.[/QUOTE]
Oh yeah. It's gross. I have this Jewellery phobia and it reminds me of a silver thing. I don't like it. I might have to put you on ignore.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]How can you not see it? He has his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he has his head leaning down so you don't see his face.[/QUOTE]

It looks like he is reading a book or something

[QUOTE=Vendetta]Oh yeah. It's gross. I have this Jewellery phobia and it reminds me of a silver thing. I don't like it. I might have to put you on ignore.[/QUOTE]
You're a bloody lunatic!
I've had this forever, how has it just started bothering you now?

Edit: And what the shit does it have to do with jewllery?

[QUOTE=Nightrious]You're a bloody lunatic!
I've had this forever, how has it just started bothering you now?

Edit: And what the shit does it have to do with jewllery?[/QUOTE]
It's just weird it's making me nauseous!

I'm not a lunatic. That's what my mum always says!

more lyrics, put 'em in your head.

[I]Fallin’ off the edge of the moment,
Wonder where the tone went,
Sing, but don’t worry ‘bout content.

Never listened to voices in my head,
Till I learned pig-latin,
Now it’s full speed ahead.

Take a va-ca-tion from communication,
Take my generation to the destination,
Follow di-rec-tions to the reservation,
Open up your eyes, son, join the celebration.

The subliminal messiah, I’m a self made man,
Right behind you third eye, a little help-in’ hand,
Never know I’m here, never know you can’t live without,
Till I disappear, leave you with a shadow of a doubt...
That's now in the shape of a broken wing,
I’m not supposed to sing,
You know that’s the thing.
But the words, they ring
As my git-ar string,
Is the only thing,
Worth listening.

So kick back, relax, and enjoy the show,
Never had it so good as when you take it slow.
Dig.[/I]

lol - you rock!

man, the drugs are wearing off, now my cold is back and I have a headache and I'm at work and i want to take a nap.

I've been bobbin my head to the beat, and the guys near me have been giving me looks cause it's all in my head.

I need a vacation.

quick - take some more

[QUOTE=dzudzu]quick - take some more[/QUOTE]
Thats exactly how addiction starts though.

By the way those lyrics sound like something robbie williams would sing (i mean that in a good way, cuz i like robbie william's stuff)

[QUOTE=Fake Plstic Trees]Thats exactly how addiction starts though.

By the way those lyrics sound like something robbie williams would sing (i mean that in a good way, cuz i like robbie william's stuff)[/QUOTE]
I'll set it all to music tonight. I'm just finishing up the third verse.

Any news on the Soundtrack? Can't wait to have a real group for musicians, I'm totally stoked.

so here's the final version of this little ditty.

I'm gonna totally write the tune tonight.

I’m a hard rock song with the speakers on mute,
Try my best to sing along, make friends with a brute.
Selling soul to the highest bidder, makin’ ends meet,
Singin’ on the street corner, yo, listen for the beat

of my Jazz band powered by a rubber band
Hip to the groove and, beatin’ on the ground and,
Walking like a blind man limpin on a wooden leg,
Talking like a salesman pimpin shit that’s home made.

Never see me coming, then watchin’ as I go.
Wishing you was something like a T V show,
That’s based on reality, based on a tragedy,
Based on the facts of a fictional mystery.

Built by woman with feather in her hair,
Sung by a boys choir, floatin’ through the air.

Yeah I’m too sick to work, but I’m too high to walk,
To the bus stop, take the 94 for to my front door.
So I guess I’ll just write a chill tune,
In the meantime, cause what the hell else can I do?

So kick back, relax, and enjoy the show,
Never had it so good as when you take it slow.

Dig.

Fallin’ off the edge of the moment,
Wonder where the tone went,
Sing, but don’t worry ‘bout content.

Never listened to voices in my head,
Till I learned pig-latin,
Now it’s full speed ahead.

Take a va-ca-tion from communication,
Take my generation to the destination,
Follow di-rec-tions to the reservation,
Open up your eyes, son, join the celebration.

The subliminal messiah, I’m a self made man,
Right behind you third eye, a little help-in’ hand,
Never know I’m here, never know you can’t live without,
Till I disappear, leave you with a shadow of a doubt,
That’s now in the shape of a broken wing,
I’m not supposed to sing, you know that’s the thing.
But the words, they ring, as my guit-ar string,
Is the only thing, worth listening.

So kick back, relax, and enjoy the show,
Never had it so good as when you take it slow.

Dig.

So don’t ask me, ladies, where I’ll be in year,
Cause I’ll only shrug it off with a “don’t know, don’t care.”

S’nothin’ personal, never meant to hurt your pride.
It’s universal, I come and go like the tide.

I’m a ramblin’ man, I stay anywhere I can,
I never look back, understand?

So if you got a jones for the Jones’
Leave me alone, cause
This ain’t your bone, dig?
Cause I could care less about the status quo,
I got a second-hand jam, says “I told you so.”

Pick a smooth little riff, and catchy little hook,
Got your best friend’s all comin’ back for a second look.
You never heard a me, yeah, I heard what you said.
But now I’m gonna be, the song that’s stuck inside your head.

Man, I got nothin’ but blues tonight,
Six pack, six strings, and a mike.

So kick back, relax, and enjoy the show,
Never had it so good as when you take it slow.

Dig

I'm always interested in the chemicals an artist takes. After reading the above, I'm curious as to what cold medication you're taking. I like it, man. Lester Bangs drank fucking Romilar--I don't think they even make that shit anymore--and Elvis used to stuff cotton balls soaked in liquid cocaine up his nose, and I'm presently afflicted with illness and am drinking Hycotuss, aka Entuss, aka Protuss, aka hydrocodone (mmm...) and guaifenesin (eh, Robitussin, basically). Good writings/lyrics--what is the chemical inspiration?

By the way, hope you feel better.

[QUOTE=Nightrious]This thread is crazy.[/QUOTE]
No, you see: The Drug Fits the Face. he is Robotripping or some derivative thereof... His face looks like he is I'll bet.

The drug fits the face.