New songs?
Anton Gustavsson
Run To The Mills
The Number Of The Geese
Die With Your Pants Down
To Tame A Horse
Flash Of The Camera
Wasted Tears
Afraid To Shoot Lamers
PanterA 08
"It's not the dress that makes you look fat, It's the fat that makes you look
fat.."
Al Bundy- God
Anton Gustavsson
> was this supposed to be funny?
Well, I tried to...
strangeworld
De Ja Who?
Wasted Beers
Basting Gloves
How Old Be Thy Dame?
ah well, I tried... :)
Tom Fletcher
>Wasted Beers
>Basting Gloves
>How Old Be Thy Dame?
>
Future-feel
To Tame A Guitarist (I have Jannick in mind)
Stranger In A Strange Band (Blaze??)
Goonchild
Infinite (Wet)Dreams (Blaze loves them about Bruce)
The Evil That Blaze Does
Tom Fletcher
t...@fletch05.globalnet.co.uk
"Who leads you to the dark secrets?"
Bruce Dickinson
"You haunt me, you taunt me
You torture me back at your lair"
Steve Harris
sir...@blues.jpj.net
> >De Ja Who?
> >Wasted Beers
don't waste your time always searching for those wasted beers..
throw up, make your stand...and realize you're on the set of "Cheers"
> >Basting Gloves
> >How Old Be Thy Dame?
> >
>
>
> Future-feel
> To Tame A Guitarist (I have Jannick in mind)
> Stranger In A Strange Band (Blaze??)
What became of the man that parted?
H and Bruce are gone and their souls departed
Left me here on this stage
Left all alone...
> Goonchild
Goonchild! Hear the sirens scream OUTTT!!! Goonchild! Begin your
seventh sentence!
> Infinite (Wet)Dreams (Blaze loves them about Bruce)
Infinite Wet dreams, I can't deny them, infinite spooge is hard to
comprehend...(okay, I'll stop now)
> The Evil That Blaze Does
The crap that I do lives on and on......
>
> Tom Fletcher
> t...@fletch05.globalnet.co.uk
ST
Tom Fletcher
couple of threads of "Help Blaze write a song" and similar.
Who can remember
WHEN BLAZE SINGS WITH PRIDE
(Murray/Bayley/Harris)
My telescope looks out
Onto the stage tonight
A little Blaze so tight
Seems twice the size tonight
The playback tapes they are so fine
Can he be singing all the time?
Now I can't believe it's true
And I don't know what to do
For the hundredth time
Steve interrupts my vacation
Now the fear starts to grow
Soon we'll begin the show
For my failure I've no explanation
Now it's happened take no other view
He'll try to sing, you must believe it's true
Now there's nothing left that we can do
When Blaze sings with pride
The anger and the pain
Of all those who remain
When Blaze sings with pride
Who will be left alive
No place to hide
When Blaze sings with pride
The anger, the pain
Of those who remain
When Blaze sings with pride
So who will survive
There's no place to hide
When Blaze sings with pride
Now it's happened take no other view
He'll try to sing, you must believe it's true
Now there's nothing left that we can do
When Blaze sings with pride
The anger and the pain
Of all those who remain
When Blaze sings with pride
Who will be left alive
No place to hide
--
Tom Fletcher
The Unachiever
The Bassist and the Gamer
Don't Look at a Game Screen Too Long
and heres another song which I retrieved off DejaNews, I'm not sure who
exactly wrote it.
MAYBE I CAN CUM TWICE
(blaze/murry)
(to the tune of lightning strikes twice)
I feel your thights and your face is blushing
not very long before I'm raging hard
off in the distance a cop car is flashing
gotta hide before the fuzz draw near
IS IT THE SIZE OF MY WADE THE SCARESYOU?
IS IT THE CRASHING OF BEER CANS YOU HEAR?
BUT ALL I KNOW AS I SIT IN A CORNER..IS THAT
I CAME PREMATURELY AGAIN...
AND I WAIT AND I TRY TO GET IT UP.
I'VE GOT GIRLS GOIN' AROUND IN MY HEAD!
I ASK MYSELF COULD IT BE A DISASTER IF
I COULD TRY TO CUM AGAIN..
movements near..there's a twitch in my crotch..
OONLY GOD KNOWS..
MY COCK GROWS..
MAYBE I CANCUM TWICE?
MAYBE I CANCUM TWICE?!!
OONLY GOD KNOWS..
Tom Fletcher
FUTURE FEEL
(blaze/harris)
I'm wakin up
'm outta breath
I wet my 3rd pair of briefs in 1 night
I'm on the road livin' like a toad
Can't get laid..so I..Just beat off
(chorus)
Can you believe what I did
I Can't believe what I feel
Can you believe what a mess
Can't you see I just need a feel
What is real?
Future Feel
What is real?
Future Feel
I'm beatin' off 40 times a day
Just wish I had..time...to whipe my hands
I'm feelin' sick think I need some Juice
Can't find a babe so I cum on a picture of Bruce
Can you believe what I did
I Can't believe what I feel
Can you believe what a mess
Steve look out I just hit your Spandex!!
I need a feel
Future Feel
What is real?
Future Feel
What is real?
(fade out)
I'd love to see someone do a cover of this song!
Tom Fletcher
t...@fletch05.globalnet.co.uk
"Who leads you to the dark secrets?"
Bruce Dickinson
"You haunt me, you taunt me
You torture me back at your lair"
Steve Harris
strangeworld wrote in message <36886b8c....@news.ozemail.com.au>...
>On Mon, 28 Dec 1998 18:56:51 -0100, Anton Gustavsson
><an...@ebox.tninet.se> wrote:
>
>>Hallowed Be Thy Game
>>Run To The Mills
>>The Number Of The Geese
>>Die With Your Pants Down
>>To Tame A Horse
>>Flash Of The Camera
>>Wasted Tears
>>Afraid To Shoot Lamers
>>
>>
>
>De Ja Who?
>Wasted Beers
>Basting Gloves
>How Old Be Thy Dame?
>
>
Tom Fletcher
This one was by Valerian.
BRUCE IS THE TRUTH
(Sung to the tune of, "Look For The Truth")
Now the gold dong throbs beneath my still sheets
I'm now gripping - as it builds inside of me
I think i'm gonna cum - i'm gonna cum
I am now cumming - but here no emotion in my voice
In a room, in a barn
I wink longing for his charm
Eddie walks away
Had 5 bucks but he wouldn't let me pay
Here he comes again
Fall to knees and beg for better head
He was within us all
Now he's mine, as I size the wall
BRUCE IS THE TRUTH
And I want some attention too
Playstation too
Projected profits look out you!
Sweat on my forehead breaks
Eddie dismounts, I wonder if he faked
TOUR TIME was screamed aloud
Time to face another silent crowd
Hide behind the band
Long as it's MAIDEN it cannot be bad
Phobia closing fast
Pray to Bruce, before I hit the sack
BRUCE IS THE TRUTH
Gets a bigger $cut$ than all of you
Green is his proof
Raking in more he laughs at you
BRUCE IS THE TRUTH
Nothing left for us to do
Playstation game and then we're through
Tom Fletcher
Here is another finding I have made, and re-lived some of those good old
Maiden NG days
Judgement of 'Arry
(Harris)
A lonely cry for help
Why is that I hire a singer who can only yelp
A silent prayer to God
To strike Blaze Bayley with a terminal illness
I've been depressed so long
Trying to get my singer's attention
Maybe he'll act his age
When I take away his Sony Playstation
He searches in the dark
For game manuals that I chucked away
I take his video cards
And throw them to the wind
He tangles up the wires
Leaves his games at Barnyard
I have no patience
And if there is a God
Then kill him at your will
Deliver him his fate
Get his games outta my place
If I keep listening to "kablewey" sounds I can never rest in peace!
If I could live my life again
Maybe I'll count to ten
Before hiring a frontman
Who takes Space Invaders more seriously than lyrics
I know that I was wrong
But there were times when I believed
The bloke could maybe write a song
All of my post-'95 life I can't believe
I hired a bumbling game-nerd
It's hard to conceive
In all of my life
I can't believe
This bloke is my bandmate
What have I achieved
And I know he's at Barnyard playing Legend of Zelda and
Waiting for me.......
Why can't he leave me be, he's
Waiting for me.......
I hear "beep-beep-beep" and I know he's up past his bedtime, he's
Waiting for me.......
--
Tom Fletcher
Man On The Edge of His Couch
(Gers/Bayley)
The queue is quite large and it's backed up for miles
Looks like he'll be standing there for awhile
New video game releases are never the way they should be
They're placed so far up on the shelves so I cannot see
A controller
A Playstation
And a man on the end of his couch
He's fat and he's balding
He looks like a slouch
Writing weak lyrics will soon seal his fate
A glimpse of the future
An unemployed state
Keep your thumbs down
Keep your thumbs down
Keep your thumbs down
We're sick of his gaming and eating like this
There's a vocal clinic tomorrow that he should not miss
Branded a leper because he don't fit
In the land of metal music he just has no wit
Once he had hair in the man's defense
Now it withers away in the fan's presence
Across the city in a theater IM fans wait
For a mutton-chopped frontman who plays Nintendo
A very sad state
Fans all frown
Fans all frown
Fans all frown
A controller
A Playstation
And a man on the end of his couch
Playing Mario Brothers instead of taking voice lessons makes you agrouch
Is Bruce up in heaven Is he looking down?
'Cause he is the hero
And he wears the crown
Get outta town
Get outta town
Get outta town
Tony Szablowski
>I know some people are gonna be pissed off that I have posted this
many,
Ah, some people need to get a sense of humor, Tom! We know that.
>Judgement of 'Arry
>(Harris)
<SNIP!!!>
:-))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Good job, Tom!
--
Regards,
Tony
Tony Szablowski
<SNIP!>
>I'm beatin' off 40 times a day
>Just wish I had..time...to whipe my hands
>I'm feelin' sick think I need some Juice
>Can't find a babe so I cum on a picture of Bruce
LOL! Oh man! <shaking head> That's fucking sick, bro! Ha-ha!
>I'd love to see someone do a cover of this song!
Maybe Bruce? ;-)))
--
Regards,
Tony
Tony Szablowski
>Heres yet another finding on my DejaNews travels.
>This one was by Valerian.
>
>BRUCE IS THE TRUTH
>(Sung to the tune of, "Look For The Truth")
<staring at screen for few seconds>
All I gotta say is, that Valerian might've been as wierd as I thought
he might be.
--
Regards,
Tony
Tom Fletcher
Don't Look At A Game Screen Too Long
(Harris)
Don't look at a game screen too long
Don't play those games like a fool
Don't look at a game screen too long
Somebody's watching you as you make a fuck up
Feel like a couch potato
Playing games all day
Is it the first time
The machines been played so long
Feel the adrenalin pump
As I play Tomb Raider III
Lara's tits are so big
And I can't get a bird
Don't know which way to turn
The level boss is after me
He's getting close now
And I've just been killed
Just hope I never reach
The point of no return
Cos my memory card
Has just broken
Don't look at a game screen too long
Don't play those games like a fool
Don't look at a game screen too long
Somebody's watching you as you make a fuck up
Tom Fletcher
>LOL! Oh man! <shaking head> That's fucking sick, bro! Ha-ha!
Hope you realise I didn't write this!! I really do hope so!!!
>>I'd love to see someone do a cover of this song!
>
>
>Maybe Bruce? ;-)))
>--
>Regards,
>Tony
Tony Szablowski
>Well, heres one of my own attempts. It was written with Blaze in
mind.
>Don't Look At A Game Screen Too Long
>(Harris)
Don't give up _any_ job, Tom! <chuckle> :-)
--
Regards,
Tony
Tom Fletcher
Adios Amigos
(Gers/Bayley)
Adios Amigos
For the demise of the fan base that I'll never know
I won't kneel and say a prayer
You'll only spit on me when I'm down there
The last two releases left all of you yearning
Without Steve what will I do each night
But shalI I try to remember
I'm better at Playstation than writing a vocal line
You don't give me cheers
You won't buy me beers
If you look at my life in five years
Video game department at Sears
And I know you will forget me
Motorbikes and Playstation equal
No personality
You can't say that I didn't try
During video game breaks I penned "When Two Worlds Collide"
Shall I dance in my bedroom reliving the X Factour?
Or shall I remember when Rod Smallwood showed me the door?
Now I have all the time to practice my gaming skills
But at minimum wage I can't pay the bills
Motorbiking to Sears
Grinding the gears
I get laughed at by all my peers
A washed up bald rocker working at Sears
Ed Hunter just got deleted
Wasn't good enough to complete it
Bruce Dickinson is the monster in my dreams
I even got kicked off Steve's soccer team
Back at Sears
Shedding tears
Thank God punch out time is drawing near
My life is empty I'm back at Sears
--
Curtis Rea
>mind.
>>Don't Look At A Game Screen Too Long
>>(Harris)
><SNIP!!!>
>
>Don't give up _any_ job, Tom! <chuckle> :-)
Yeah, and you guys thought Blaze was a bad songwriter...go figure :-)
Tony Szablowski
>>Don't give up _any_ job, Tom! <chuckle> :-)
>
>Yeah, and you guys thought Blaze was a bad songwriter...go figure
>:-)
DOH!!!
---
Regards,
Tony