Good lovin' I got a truck load
And when you get it you got something
So don't worry cause I'm coming
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
Got what I got the hard way
And I'll make it better each and every day
So honey don't you fret
Cause you ain't seen nothing yet
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
Listen
I was brought up on a side street
I learned how to love before I could eat
I was educated from good stock
When I start lovin' I just can't stop
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
Well grab the rope and I'll pull you in
Give you hope and be your only boyfriend
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
(You're a soul man)
I'm a soul man
I'm a soul man
Some day you shall flee, Panted and weak - Master, Passion, Greed.
* vult een drinkbak met bier vor Fikkie
Some day you shall flee, Panted and weak - Master, Passion, Greed.
quote:nog 3u en 37 minuten
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:19 schreef Lord Dreamer het volgende:
voor de mensen die nu al afscheid nemen . tot ziens ... tot ooit.. de rest ... we hebben nog ffefkes
quote:Wat zoveel nog?
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:10 schreef Magneet het volgende:
Faat : nog 12 posts ......
So very hard to die
Thou knowest and I know not
So much the happier I
quote:was het nog maar 3,5 uur, helaas is het over 2,5 uur al zover...
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:21 schreef Bartoli het volgende:[..]
nog 3u en 37 minuten
If I knew what to do I'd do it.
If I knew where to go I'd get there someday.
If I knew where to fly I'd fly away, forget about life for a while.
But it never is that easy to just pick up and go and do as you're told like.
'cause life never works out that way.
If it were true the skies would be full everyday.
If I knew how to fly, I'd fly away.
If I knew how to fly, I'd fly away.
If I knew how to fly, I knew how to fly away.
Well I'm lost at fokeiland and I've got no fucking clue.
No I don't know if things will work out right.
I'm lost and confused.
I'm lost at fokeiland and I don't know if my life's gonna end up right.
'cause they keep on telling me that I'm young, dumb and naive.
But that's just what they want me to believe.
Well I'd rather be lost at sea than become part of this society.
Where the grass is always green and the air is always clean.
At least that's what they want me to believe.
At least that's what they want me to believe.
I'm lost at fokeiland.
I'm lost at fokeiland.
I'm lost
;'(
quote:neeuh stuk of 2 a 3
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:22 schreef Faat het volgende:[..]
Wat zoveel nog?
Some day you shall flee, Panted and weak - Master, Passion, Greed.
quote:Ohw Magneet hield de schijn weer op
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:24 schreef Lord Dreamer het volgende:
neeuh stuk of 2 a 3
So very hard to die
Thou knowest and I know not
So much the happier I
Hellup, ik wil niet verdrinken!! 
quote:je mag altijd nog met mij mee hoor.. ook ik ben verder nog niet ingescheept
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:25 schreef Gerritje het volgende:
* Gerritje wil ook mee met de Faat-ark!!Hellup, ik wil niet verdrinken!!
Some day you shall flee, Panted and weak - Master, Passion, Greed.
quote:biertjes? ik heb nog genoeg hoor. kom effe pilsje drinken.
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:24 schreef Lord Dreamer het volgende:[..]
neeuh stuk of 2 a 3
hey Faat en Ld kom effe pilsje drinken. lekker pilsje joh.
Faat: *zucht* zoals gewoonlijk hoor Sitethief weer in de bocht >:)
quote:Hebbie wijn ,man ik moe wijn ...
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:26 schreef Bar_the_Grey het volgende:[..]
biertjes? ik heb nog genoeg hoor. kom effe pilsje drinken.
hey Faat en Ld kom effe pilsje drinken. lekker pilsje joh.
Some day you shall flee, Panted and weak - Master, Passion, Greed.
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived
On the day the wall came down
The Ship of Fools had finally run aground
Promises lit up in the night like paper doves in flight
I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth, not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you
Now life devalues day by day
As friends an neighbours turn away
And there´s a Change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey
I woke to sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and looked at you
And all but a bitter reside slipped away.. Slipped away
quote:BOEM!
Op zondag 18 januari 2004 21:32 schreef craziest het volgende:
tik tak tik tak
Faat: *zucht* zoals gewoonlijk hoor Sitethief weer in de bocht >:)
Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace"
As she slams the door in his drunken face,
And now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool.
He cries "Oh girl, you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?"
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green.
And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually.
A little Indian brave who before he was ten, played war games in
the woods with his Indian friends, and he built a dream that when he
grew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief.
Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong, until tomorrow
He would sing his first war song,
And fight his first battle, but something went wrong,
Suprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually.
There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown,
Because she was crippled for life, and couldn't speak a sound
And she wished and prayed she would stop living, so she decided to die.
She drove her wheel chair to the edge of the shore, and to her legs she smiled
"You won't hurt me no more."
But then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAY
"Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way"
And it really didn't have to stop...it just kept on going.
And so castles made of sand slips into the sea,
Eventually
