The reply only with a line from a song thread

[cannabis=freedom]

and in the end we'll all be together my friend

nobody but you....we're happy together....

[mamma puffpuff420]

good nite sweetheart..it's time 2 go..ba ba ba baum

sweet dreams every1

[jokeyjokejoke]

we fucked on the bed
fucked on the floor
fucked so long
i grew a fuckin' afro
then i fucked to the left
fucked to the right
she sucked my dick
til the shit turned white

[Stoney21]

let's get to the point and let's roll another joint

[thcbongman]

How near, how far, how lost they are

[Mrs. Greenjeans]

I feel your deep devotion
Dive into my ocean
Drink some of my potion of love
Come quench my desire
Fill me up with fire
You know it's never enough
Dance the dance of lovers
I don't need no other
To ride the waves of pleasure and pain
Come on boy, obey me
Lick my boots to please me
Maybe I will loosen your chains
You need to be punished
And it will never finish
You are just a dog on a leash
Lick me baby lick me
Let me make you happy
But only if you're begging me please
I can break your will
I can make you kneel
I can force you to crawl and to lick my heels
Cause the power is mine
*********************
:mrs g. feels frisky today

[thcbongman]

If we're having so much fun, how come I'm crying every Monday?
Is it just to cancel out the laughter from Thursday 'til Sunday?
I spend the next two days in bed and wonder what it's all about
and when I start to feel okay I know it's time to go back out
I've had the same look on my face for the last two lonely years.
Twenty-four months of bargain pills, cheeky lines and stolen beers.
In all the pictures that I've got, my eyes are so black and wide
and if you look long enough you'll see there's not much life inside.

[azure]

"you know you only get one life, lets write a message in the sky"

[higher4hockey]

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,

It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,

[station]

When you're ripe you'll
bleed out of control
you'll bleed out of control