Wednesday, June 17, 2009

This ain't a love song

I met her down at Marylin's grave
Lookin' like an S & M slave
Drinkin' like a fool
With a prison tattoo on her cheek
Well I knew that we would never last
'Cause we were runnin' from our criminal past
But none of that mattered
I was high and she was flattered by me

I had wine and 2-gram lines
To get inside her head
There was no need for roses
I just layed her down in bed

This ain't a love song
This is a fuck song
Don't have to sing along
This ain't a love song
It's just a fuck song

She didn't wanna look in my eyes
As we barreled down Mulholland Drive
Lookin for a place to suck a little face and get high
Suzy didn't call it love
She was good just givin' it up
All she really wanted was a little rock and roll tonight

She said turn it up so fucking loud
That I can't hear my mind
She bit down on the bedpost
And I watched Suzy grind

This ain't a love song
This is a fuck song
Don't have to sing along
This ain't a love song
It's just a fuck song
Let's do it all night long

I had wine and 2-gram lines
To get inside her head
There was no need for roses
I just layed her down in bed


This ain't a love song
This is a fuck song
Don't have to sing along
This ain't a love song
It's just a fuck song
Let's do it all night long

by Motley Crüe

Friday, June 12, 2009

A short alternative medical dictionary

Antes de mais, hoje chegou me a casa o "Heroin Diaries"! Me very happy! :D
Para celebrar vou pôr aqui o capítulo "a short alternative medical dictionary - definitions courtesy of Dr. Lemuel Pillmeister (also known as Lemmy)" que está logo no inicio - e que é genial




Addiction: When you can give up something any time, as long as it's next Tuesday.

Alcoholism: A habit that helps you to see the iguanas in your eyeballs.

Cocaine: Peruvian Marching Powder-a stimulant that has the extraordinary effect that the more you do, the more you laugh out of context.

Depression: When everything you laugh at is miserable and you can't seem to stop.

Heroin: A drug that helps you to escape reality, while making it much harder to cope when you are recaptured.

Psychosis: When everybody turns into tiny dolls and they have needles in their mouths and they hate you and you don't care because you have THE KNIFE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Dead Man's Ballet

Ainda estou à espera que me chegue o "Heroin Dairies" ;_;

Oh no, how could this happen to
Such an amazing young boy.
I had my whole life ahead of me.

Oh God, how could you have let this
Happen to such a lovely young child.
I was their only son and I tried,
Tried, tried!

(Come on,
Come on get out of the way.
Get out of the way man.
You're going to have to let go of his arm.
You have to let go sir.
We've got about two minutes here.
We've got about two minutes and we're going to lose him.)

Yeah, you, you miserable father
The one who ignored me for half of my life!
Now I, I can't even look at you.
Why? Why? Why?!

Don't abandon me now,
I don't want to die!

You can lead him to the ambulance
But you cannot make him live.
No, you cannot make me live!
You can lead him to the ambulance;
Lead me home!
But you cannot make him live.

Would, could I have done differently?
You never said there was anything wrong.
Now the drugs, they give me encouragement.
Why? Why? Why?

Oh God, tell me I'll make it.
I'll give you my blood if that's all you need!
Just don't tell me that I'm gonna die,
Die, die!

Don't abandon me now.
I don't want to die...
Alone...

You can lead him to the ambulance
But you cannot make him live
No you cannot make me live!
You can lead him to the ambulance;
Why can't we celebrate? Lead me home!
But you cannot make him live
.

by Sixx: A.M.