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BTW, for those who don't know engineering, a lot of SF stuff is built on "reclaimed" land that is and will fall into the ocean eventually.
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After seven days he was quite tired, so God said:
"Let there be a day-
Just for picnics with wine and bread."
He gathered up some people He had made
Created blankets, and laid back in the shade
The people sipped their wine
And what with God there,
They asked him questions
Like: Do you have to eat
Or get your hair cut in heaven?
And if your eye got poked out in this life
Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?
God shuffled his feet
And glanced around at them
The people cleared their throats
And stared right back at Him
So he said:
"Once there was a boy who woke up with blue hair.
To him it was a joy 'til he ran out to warm air...
He thought of how his friends would come to see
Would they laugh, or had he got some strange disease?"
God shuffled his feet
And glanced around at them
The people cleared their throats
And stared right back at Him
The people sat waiting
Out on their blankets in the garden
But God said nothing...
So someone asked Him,
"I beg your pardon.
I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke...
Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?"
God shuffled his feet
And glanced around at them
The people cleared their throats
And stared right back at Him
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- TheFatController : this one is not a mystery, bologna hole 1 was better
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Niantic is running into trouble as it builds “the real-world metaverse".
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Fantastic, this next song is coming out very soon
It's five minutes, perhaps even longer
It's a song about a place that we all come from
Oh, look out, Australians in the audience
Yes, I thought as much
Filthy and two podium people in the audience
This is a song called- anyone know what this song's called?
(What's it called) maybe you do know what it's called
It's called, it's called
I think that this is a pretty good town
They call this place the Big Apple, right?
(Why is that?) what does that make all you?
Not apples, worms! That's right
Anyway, we feel at home with all people, we're worms too, you know
I reckon if they haven't got the tape together now
It's all happening, okay, without further ado, it's on the show
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me real nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
She said:
"Do you come from a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover"
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
Six foot four, full of muscle
I said, "Hey, do you speak-a my language, buck?"
He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich
And he said:
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better, better run, you better take cover"
Get down
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me?
Because I come from the land of plenty"
And he said:
"Do you come from a land down under, oh yeah, yeah
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Now you try it, 'cause we are
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Just once more, c'mon, for me
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Oh don't stop now, 'cause we are
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
'Cause we are living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better, better run, you better take cover
A big hand for Big Han, he plays the flute
And he's also so cute
Hey, he's my best friend!
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