Jonnybarron - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Hey... i did write some long and entertaining thingy here... but it got erased so yeah, you're stuck with this crap *thumbsup*
"Paint the streets in white
Death is the standard
Breach for a complex prize
I think it's sweet of you
And your parents are proud
But I would expect it from anyone
Now to protect life's indigenous sound
Worship, play, play
Worship, play, play
Worship, play, play
Worship, play, worship, play
Worship, worship
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play
Worship, worship
How the streets they swell!
While the animals make their way through the crowds
If you keep listening you can hear it for miles
And trust everyone quicker with every faint smile...
Worship, play, play
Worship, play, worship, play
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play, Play // Worship, worship //
Play and worship, Play, Play // Worship, worship //
Play and worship, Play, Play // Worship, worship //
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play, Play
Play and worship, Play
Worship, worship
And the crowd goes wild
And the camera makes you seasick
God it's so sweet of you and I know you're proud
And the car bomb hits quick click, click, click faint smile...
It's the same sound... it's the same, same... sound....
And the crowd goes wild!
And the camera makes you seasick!
God it's so sweet of you and you know I'm proud
And the car bomb tick ticks with the same sound
Its the same sound
With the same sound... ..hexagram"
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My Interests

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Man is the only animal that deals in that atrocity of atrocities, War. He is the only one that gathers his brethren about him and goes forth in cold blood and calm pulse to exterminate his kind. He is the only animal that for sordid wages will march out...and help to slaughter strangers of his own species who have done him no harm and with whom he has no quarrel. ..And in the intervals between campaigns he washes the blood off his hands and works for "the universal brotherhood of man"--with his mouth. - Mark Twain