Hold Me Please! I heard a version of "Don't Fear the Reaper"...

[LynneSin]

...and there wasn't any cowbell in it

:cry: :scared: :cry:

[flvegan]

1. Must've been a cover.

[aden_nak]

2. Guess what? You've got a fever!

[Hobarticus]

3. I swear to GOD I heard a Muzak version of "Reaper" once...

I about fell over. Talk about a bad touch.

[expatriot]

4. be strong.... they can never take away the warm memories of yesterday

Hold on to those memories, my dear... sadly, it is often the only thing to keep you warm during the long bitterly cold nights of this empty hell they call the brave new world. I wish I could just make it all go away for you, truly I do... I wish I had a good answer for the pain, the misery, the loss... but any answer I could conjure up would undoubtedly come up short and do injustice to the madenning rage towards the inexplicable evils we suffer when we are treachorously deprived of our rightful cowbell!

Onward, my dear, may the echos of that glorious clang ring forever in your dreams!

[LynneSin]

5. Damn you're good...

...Bush needs to hire you for his script writer

[Hobarticus]

6. Is this a Richard Marx song? Sounds familiar...

[Bunny]

7. Who the fuck is responsible for that atrocity????

:grr:

[Kikosexy2]

8. Are you sure it wasn't...

"Don't Fear the Freeper"?

[LynneSin]

9. I heard it on WXPN in Philly

it's the public radio station out of UPenn

[Moochy]

10. Dont fear the freeper! ( DIG THAT FUNKY MIDI)

Dont fear the freeper! (WOW DIG THAT FUNKY MIDI)

http://www.geocities.com/dearkandb/freepersong.html

(GROOVY INSTRUMENTAL INTRO)

I've been freepin' all night, my hand's lost all feel
There's no slave in my bed to make me squeal
I need a lady with low self-esteem
Need a woman to "service me," that's my dream.

When I get lonely, masturbation's not enough
I send a message out to losers looking for love
I don't have no taste at all!

We've got a thing that's called Freeper Love
We've got to beg on the 'Net,
Freeper Love

I'm reading a post from some cranky hag
A Freeper Princess that I'm looking to bag
Her rhetoric's got me hypnotized
She's spewing out hate and rightwing lies

When I get lonely, masturbation's not enough
She sends a message out to losers looking for love
She don't need no taste at all!

We've got a thing that's called Freeper Love
We've got to beg on the 'Net,
Freeper Love

(LONG GROOVY INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)

No typing hand, I'm almost done
She sounds like Limbaugh, she weighs a ton
Last line she typed -- here I go!
And the words she types are gonna make me blow

And the screen blinks out her filthy lies
To a normal guy, she wouldn't be a prize
But to a psychopath, she's a real turn-on...
Oh one more Freeper lover gone!

When I get lonely, masturbation's not enough
She sends a message out to losers looking for love
She don't need no taste at all!

We've got a thing that's called Freeper Love
We have to beg to get laid...
We've got a thing that's called Freeper Love
We've got to beg on the 'Net,
Freeper Love