Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Back In Black

Straight out the casket, rising up
Open up your eyes, can't you see me
What the fuck is this madness
Pick up my bones
Erase my name from off the tombstones
Alive and kicking
Breathin' the air
Call out my name punk
And I'll be there
No question
My suggestion to the action
Caught smack dab in the middle of the blastin'
Messin with me
You're messin' with the best
Bleow, you're takin' to shots to the chest

'Cause I'm back from the dead
Everlast's comin' back from the dead (Back from the dead)
You know I'm back from the dead
And I'll put a friggin' hole in your head
Back from the dead
Back from the dead

You can't disrespect it
I'm the resurrected
Back from the dead
Just to mess with your head
--House of Pain

Shamrocks! is back, better and anonymous. Any mention of my real name will be deleted on this blog. Yeah, I've got my reasons, but that's for another time.

I'm not going back to the blogging Tories, and I'm not going to be echoing any party line for the time being.
Back in black, I hit the sack,
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm let loose from the noose,
That's kept me hangin' about
I been livin like a star 'cause it's gettin' me high,
Forget the hearse, 'cause I never die
I got nine lives, cat's eyes,
each and evry one of them is wonderin why

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