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We will fucking stupid Rock You

In the quiet of the shadow
In the corner of a room
Darkness moves upon you
Like a cloud across the moon
You're a-wearing all the silence
Of a constant that will turn
Like the windmill left deserted
Or the sun forever burn
So don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe
Your whole life is here
No eleventh hour reprieve
So don't forget to breathe
Keep your head above water
But don't forget to breathe
And all the suffering that you've witnessed
And the hand prints on the wall
They remind you how it's endless
How endlessly you fall
And the answer that you're seeking
For the question that you found
Drives you further to confusion
As you lose your sense of ground
So don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe
Your whole life is here
No eleventh hour reprieve
So don't forget to breathe
Keep your head above water
But don't forget to breathe
Breathe....
Don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe
You know you are here
But you find you want to leave
So don't forget to... breathe
Just breathe
Just breathe
Just breathe...
Just breathe...
Just breathe...


panic attack?
 
if it was my birthday i wouldnt dream of expecting people to spend anything more than £10 on tickets for anything especially summat like a fuckin queen musical:confused: your mates must be fuckin loaded:D

if i really had to go i'd b tempted to drop acid, or even better some 2cb or similar and make it a worthy experience:cool:
 
I feel your pain. Some years back i had to go to Grease the musical in for a friends hen night. It was in Ireland and the production values were seriously shit. Robbie William's best friend was the star, that's seriously how they advertised it. And the place was full of excited tweens and the Teen Angel was played by some guy off one of Ireland's X-Factor/Pop Idol type programmes.:mad::(:mad::(
 
I had to take my wife to mamma mia. When it ended I got up to leave but it just kept on going. It just wouldn't end.
It's like that third lord of the rings film which carries on for a couple of hours after it's ended for the third time.
 
My friends go to shows and don't even invite me when they do it now because I'm a big fat snob and I mock. You need to be more like that Ken and then they wouldn't expect this of you. 4

Raise your bar. Start wearing a monocle for example.
 
How the fuck do you figure I am not like that to the power of, say, A MILLION already? This whole sorry debacle just came about cos the friend who's birthday it was has been very good to me of late and is owed, unfortunately.
 
Take some temazepam, 'cos you won't care what's happening while it's going on, and you definitely won't remember it afterwards.
 
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