danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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Booked, bitches! Booked!

Again! Can you believe that shit? Is my Emerald Isle trifecta too–3rd time’s a charm! Lucky charm! And, boy am I ever doing this one right! My accommodations are through the motherfucking roof best of the best! Google Dublin hotels (5 star hotels), do a bit of research as there are a few, read the reviews… then take an educated stab at it. Am guessing 40-45% of you nail it w/one guess! Thats’s how fookin good this gets, folks, and blokes!

I’ll be quaffing down smooth tasting Thanksgiving Guinnessluvin’ Dublin… while ya sucker Canuckleheads are chewing down dry turkey!

Speaking of nailing it, here’s an early morning pic of my recent trip to Dublin after I awoke. My straight outta bed coiffe! Hello, handsome!

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Nothing satisfies but I’m getting close Closer to the prize at the end of the rope

All my life I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I’m getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it’s taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Calm down don’t you resist
You’ve such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve (one by one hidden up my sleeve)
Don’t let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin’ me down
Don’t let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin’ me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I’ve got nothing to hide (on and on I’ve got nothing to hide)


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Show me the power child I’d like to say that I’m down on my knees today

Yeah it gives me butterflies gives me away
Till I’m up on my feet again
Oh I’m feeling
Oh I’m feeling
Outshined Outshined Outshined Outshined

 


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I met my maker I made him cry

Step off the train all alone at dawn
Back into the hole where I was born
The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me
The blood on the tracks, and they must be mine
The fool on the hill, and I feel fine
Don’t look back ’cause you know what you might see
Look into the wall of my mind’s eye
I think I know, but I don’t know why
The questions are the answers you might need
Coming in a mess, going out in style
I ain’t good-looking, but I’m someone’s child
No one can give me the air that’s mine to breathe
I met my maker
I made him cry
And on my shoulder he asked me why
His people won’t fly through the storm
I said, “Listen up man, they don’t even know you’re born”
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
All my people right here, right now
D’you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


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I wanna taste love and pain

Don’t wanna live as an untold story
Rather go out in a blaze of glory
I can’t hear you, I don’t fear you
I’ll live now ’cause the bad die last
Dodging bullets with your broken past
I can’t hear you, I don’t fear you now
Wrapped in your regret
What a waste of blood and sweat
Oh oh oh
I wanna taste love and pain
Wanna feel pride and shame
I don’t wanna take my time
Don’t wanna waste one line
I wanna live better days
Never look back and say
Could have been me
It could have been me
Yeah
Don’t wanna live as an unsung melody
I’d rather listen to the silence telling me
I can’t hear you, I won’t fear you
Don’t wanna wake up on Monday morning
The thought of work is getting my skin crawling
I can’t fear you, I don’t hear you now
Wrapped in your regret
What a waste of blood and sweat
Oh oh oh


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Ladies and gentlemen, Foo Fighters!

This always makes me laugh, Grohl is too fucking funny! Impersonation is bang on btw!

My all-time fave Foo Fighters song kickstarting Toronto Rogers Centre July 12 concert!

All my life I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing


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take me to the place i love

take me all the way

i don’t ever want to feel
like I did that day
take me to the place i love
take me all the way
i don’t ever want to feel
like i did that day
take me to the place i love
take me all the way (yeah yeah)
ooh no (no no yeah yeah)
love me i say yeah yeah

one time

 


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Don’t want no short people ’round here

They got little hands
And little eyes
And they walk around
Tellin’ great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
Round here
Short people are just the same
As you and I
(A fool such as I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It’s a wonderful world)
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
And they stand so low
You got to pick ’em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That got beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin’ peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They’re gonna get you every time
Well, I don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
‘Round here