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I was on XBL, i went to quick play, non ranked match and blam, it got stuck on the song playlist, the song was suposed to be Through the fire and flames on hard, not my fault i wasnt hosting it, i woulda've tried expert :D
Jeje tocar la guitarra ver peliculas escuchar musica y un chorro d cosas
Movies:
Hellsing, House M.D y muchos pero no me acuerdo
Music:
Metallica, Disturbed, Weezer, Amon Amarth, AC/DC, Apocalyptica, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Led Zeppelin, Motorhead, Nirvana, Oasis, Black Sabbath, Sonic Syndicate Tenacious D y Un chingo mas
A fantastic song from Regina's album, Soviet Kitsh (my personal favorite of hers)...
Lyrics: They made a statue of us And it put it on a mountain top Now tourists come and stare at us Blow bubbles with their gum Take photographs for fun, for fun
They'll name a city after us And later say it's all our fault Then they'll give us a talking to Then they'll give us a talking to Because they've got years of experience We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages We're living in a den of thieves And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious
We wear our scarves just like a noose But not 'cause we want eternal sleep And though our parts are slightly used New ones are slave labor you can keep
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A fantastic song from Regina's album, Soviet Kitsh (my personal favorite of hers)...
Lyrics: They made a statue of us And it put it on a mountain top Now tourists come and stare at us Blow bubbles with their gum Take photographs for fun, for fun
They'll name a city after us And later say it's all our fault Then they'll give us a talking to Then they'll give us a talking to Because they've got years of experience We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages We're living in a den of thieves And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious
We wear our scarves just like a noose But not 'cause we want eternal sleep And though our parts are slightly used New ones are slave labor you can keep
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God help you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God help you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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ay man acabo de ver tu respuesta sobre la critica que le hize a zoe en un video de mana ,, jewje no se por que te calo solo dije la verdad zoe fue a mi pueblo llkamdo aguascalientes , fue gratis y no lleno , buno creo que fueron chaavitas que apena empiezan a menstruar jeje si ati te gusta zoe te respeto , pero ami no , jej ok y si piensas que no se nada de musica , peus esta bien cada quien piensa lo que quiere , almenos no se de donde saque la musica que compuse y la sube a myspace jejeje amor y paz y arriba zoe jejejejejeje
how is it too advanced the only reason i havent been able to play very good is because my nails are too short so i cant play very well at the moment and how can i not be good enough to play a song just because im 13
lol