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Post by secretagent on Apr 21, 2006 14:57:38 GMT
could _have_ listened.... surely? Stop sniggering at the back Gibson. The song is actually about 3 people; You could,who lived in a city called listened. You could,who lived in a town called shared. And You,who as the song informs the listener,never cared
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Post by labouch on Apr 21, 2006 19:26:13 GMT
could _have_ listened.... surely? Stop sniggering at the back Gibson. The song is actually about 3 people; You could,who lived in a city called listened. You could,who lived in a town called shared. And You,who as the song informs the listener,never cared English Teacher hat on: Doesn't matter whether it's plural or singular, it's could _have_ listened, not could _of_ listened. Back to normal service...
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Post by Dubsounds on Apr 21, 2006 20:02:00 GMT
I'm sure she sang it with the contraction could've
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Post by secretagent on Apr 21, 2006 20:24:25 GMT
The song is actually about 3 people; You could,who lived in a city called listened. You could,who lived in a town called shared. And You,who as the song informs the listener,never cared English Teacher hat on: Doesn't matter whether it's plural or singular, it's could _have_ listened, not could _of_ listened. Back to normal service... No,no, It means, (character) (origin) you could ,of listened. or- shaun ,of aldershot. or- andy ,of brighton so the song could of been; Stuart of motherwell, Steven of rhyll, The only thing was john never cared. But that would've been daft ;D
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Post by Dubsounds on Apr 21, 2006 21:08:24 GMT
Now you're bullshitting Martin - admit it
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Post by secretagent on Apr 21, 2006 22:11:04 GMT
Ok,grammatical error duly admitted
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Post by Minimoog on Apr 21, 2006 22:58:07 GMT
Ok,grammatical error duly admitted FWIW Martin I understood your excuse/explanation. Ludicrous as it was
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Post by labouch on Apr 21, 2006 23:02:15 GMT
Time to start a new sub-board! "Smart-arse grammer-mistake spotting for synth-nerds"...
Or maybe not. I'll get my coat...
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Post by TheProdigy on Apr 21, 2006 23:13:17 GMT
The Dream of the Dolphin ==================
In every colour there's the light. In every stone sleeps a crystal. Remember the Shamen, when he used to say: "Man is the dream of the dolphin".
-ENIGMA
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Post by Dubsounds on Apr 22, 2006 8:21:33 GMT
Time to start a new sub-board! "Smart-arse grammer-mistake spotting for synth-nerds"... Or maybe not. I'll get my coat... Oi! English teech... GRAMMAR Christ on a bike! What are they teaching you kids these days?
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Post by scream2sleep on Apr 22, 2006 10:10:35 GMT
kick me while i'm down
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Post by TheProdigy on Apr 22, 2006 12:27:17 GMT
"Just for a second I thought I remembered you...."
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Post by secretagent on Apr 24, 2006 9:41:14 GMT
Why don't you like me? You think I’m ugly don't you. you think I’m ugly, Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU How the fuck could you do this to me
Emenim-kim
pure emotion.
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Post by Gavin on Apr 24, 2006 18:39:36 GMT
The Dream of the Dolphin ================== In every colour there's the light. In every stone sleeps a crystal. Remember the Shamen, when he used to say: "Man is the dream of the dolphin". -ENIGMA Surely this is in the wrong thread? It should be in "unintelligable hippy tosh lyrics that dont actually mean anything" thread.
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Post by Dubsounds on Apr 24, 2006 19:29:05 GMT
you tell 'em Gav' Today I thought of... I feel you pumping just beyond my door I know exactly What you've crawled here for Cringe down lower You're all dressed in grey Me, I'm still breathing It's just not your day I hear you whisper like an open grave O.D. Receiver, I am all you crave You're dying, crying, I can hear you fall Your bony fingers scratching on my wall I hear you screaming, well at least you try Me, I'm still smiling but I don't know why I'd call a doctor if I had the time But I'm so busy with this fix of mine Noomen - O.D. Receiver God.. I miss those riff's ;D
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Post by spoonz on Apr 25, 2006 12:20:34 GMT
I found the bones of all your ghosts Locked in the wishing well While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets I slumbered in my shell
In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine Kissed me on my eyes I rose and left the fire-ladies Glowing lonely in the night With all the pornographers Burning torches beneath the sea
He had to be smoking something that day don't you think?
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