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Best Rock Album - 2002
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Best Rock Album - 2002 22 votes
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot - Wilco
0%
Turn On The Bright Lights - Interpol
18%
4 votes
Songs For The Deaf - Queens Of The Stone Age
9%
2 votes
Wonder What's Next - Chavelle
4%
1 vote
A Rush of Blood to the Head - Coldplay
22%
5 votes
Blacklisted - Neko Case
9%
2 votes
By The Way - Red Hot Chili Peppers
13%
3 votes
Audioslave - Audioslave
22%
5 votes
In Our Gun - Gomez
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Fuck people - get your shit together! Or put ______________ in charge
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I'll also submitted a skrong, underrated album. Death in Vegas - Scorpio Rising. I knew DiV from Dirt and Aisha. They were a sorta big beat, sorta industrial band. Then they dropped Scorpio Rising in 2002, and I didn't really care for it at the time, too much a departure. Over the years, it's grown on me. Great album. Snow would like a couple tracks that sound straight outta London '68. Two feature Hope Sandoval on vocals. Anyhow, it's good chit.
"Water through my lashes look just like Christmas lights"
Some other stuff from that album.
A long, long time ago... I can still remember
How that pigskin used to make me smile.
And I knew if Mora had his chance
That he could make those people dance
And, surely, they’d be happy for a while.
But December 07 made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
We headed backwards one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read that we were keeping Ty
But something touched me deep inside
The day the program died.
So bye-bye, purple program of mine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of us cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin', "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in Jake above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in purple ’n gold,
Can Locker save your mortal soul,
And can you teach Ty how to coach?
Well, we all know Baer can't coach
cause Ducks and Coogs can’t wait to play him
They both kicked our asses
Tim missed his sideline passes
I was a lonely teenage barkin’ Dawg
With a purple W on my pickup truck,
But I knew that I was out of luck
The day the program died.
I started singin’, "bye-bye, purple program of mine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of us cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for five years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on our old gravestone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
Then the midgets played for the manboobs king,
And then the fraud was hired to make our program clean
Despite the cries from the Irish fiends
Oh, and while Tawd was a blogging clown,
The Tyster made our fanbase frown
The treadmills were upgraded
We all feel fucking jaded
The Top Dawg wants us to look like the Ducks,
Ty needs more bullets and a little luck
We can only sing dirges in the dark
The day the program died.
We were singing,
"bye-bye, purple program of mine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of us cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
this’ll be the day that I die."
Chocolatey milk in a summer practice.
How did our players ever live without this?
One and eight against our northwest rivals.
We lost to fowl on the grass.
And couldn’t even stop a noodle arm pass,
Even the Beavs had no trouble beating this cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
Eight four and one when that whistle blew!
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
'cause the opponent came out to take the field;
With two quarters left before they’d yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the program died?
We started singing,
"bye-bye, purple program of mine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of us cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation in disgrace
With no time left to start again.
So come on: Jake be nimble, Jake be quick!
The Savior’s neck took a wicked hit
Cause pain is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched Todd on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No AD born in hell
Could top that Vandy spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Tawdy laughing with delight
The day the program died
He was singing, "bye-bye, purple program of thine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of them cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a Hugh who sang the blues
And I asked him for some happy news,
But he just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred field
Where I’d seen the pigskin years before,
But the man there said the pigskin wouldn’t play.
And in the streets: the boosters screamed,
The Tyees cried, and the rivals dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The famed touchdown siren was broken.
And the three men that I hate the most:
The Top Dawg, Ty, and ole Emmert’s ghost,
They set a tee time for the course
The day the program died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, purple program of thine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of them cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing,
"bye-bye, purple program of thine.
Drove DawgDaysNight to celebrate,
But the rest of them cried.
And Lloyd St Claire was drinking Zima and wine
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
this’ll be the day that I die."
Rest of album is good.
Great song.