(Was), gay metal band thread:(Now) the return of ICU

[nosehair regeneration]

um, before I get strung on the cross
Trev
1) it IS bullshit
2) some folks get to shed a tear when alone at xmas, I get it every weekend
3) I need a drink
4) nobody to drink with
5) I need god
6) no god here
7) i feel sick
8) oops



On 9/27/08, mike coleman <insect.brain at gmail.com> wrote:
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>> I take it you found a ride then?
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> He doesn't go until tomorrow, he's probably drunk...
> as you can see, my relationship with Trev has devolved into one of pure
> hate and zero tolerance.....I can usually "chase him off" the BOC-L, but
> every now and again he turns up with something quite pathetic and useless to
> bellow.....
> It's quite sad that the age of the computer has taken away the sanity of
> the atlantic ocean resting between us
> It looks like I may have to go offline.....
> Since you seem willing to share a stage with alcohol moistened microphones,
> I must try to salvage what I can here.....Trev may have gotten the hump off
> his back when he finally licked his nasty addiction to embalming fluid back
> in the 80's, but the damage was done and now that he is elderly he's gotten
> senile, and doesn't realise in this late stage of the game (no pun
> intended), his constant gigging in the UK does no good in preserving the
> fact he every existed at all, not to mention doing USA fans very little good
> .......
> at this juncture for him it's all about the product, the pose, and the
> marketing (I'm thinking wig, I'm thinking brunette),,,,,
> if your garage yeilds fruit, could I get you to consider sending him the
> standard issue of my favorite 45, in some snot manner to inlcude a note "on
> loan from mike coleman", since he pretends he's never heard it.......If you
> are going to use him I want him to at least have a reminder of "how it's
> done"
> and with that out in the open, I have improved upon the "hump on you back"
> lyrics (unless everybody else is just wrong), and if anybody cares to shop
> them around to eddie clarke or anything, be my guest....
>  I don't need no
> I don't need no smack
> Don't you do it
> It'll stop you in your tracks
> You might think it's clever
> Nodding out forever
> With a monkey on your back
> Ain't no future
> The mainline ain't the way
> If you got problems
> Face 'em now today
> 'Cause there ain't no use in hidin'
> While you're watchin' your friends dyin' (could be "girlfriends", take your
> pick)
> The Monkey makes you pay
> Turn it up!
> You might think I
> Ain't got no place to preach
> But paradise
> Is right there in your reach
> But I'm here to tell ya
> Heroin gonna kill ya
> The monkey's just a leach
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