#from bubblin Dublin

[highlyspecificsigns]

the signs as sabrina carpenter's nonsense outros

source ARIES: Maybe you won't date me, but your dad will / Tonight I will be drinkin', who's got Advil? / Did you know I wrote this song in Nashville? TAURUS: I only date him if he pays my rent-ay / If you are a Swiftie you're mi gente / Let me hear you make some noise DF GEMINI: You should do more kissin' and less talkin' / Boys are like a buffet, I want options / I heard the hottest people live in Austin CANCER: Soon cometh my album so exciting / My heart doth pound beneath my breasts, so mighty / Outside Lands, it’s like thou art inside me LEO: Boy, come over, this is not a drill / He said "Get on top", I said "I will" / Then he made me come to Brazil VIRGO: He gave me the D and it's A plus / Oklahoma you're so cute it's too much / Tulsa backwards is actually a slut LIBRA: When I'm in the bed, you know I'm snugglin' / When I'm in the bathtub, I'm in bubblin' / When I turn him on that dick is Dublin SCORPIO: Made his knees so weak he had to spread mine / He's drinkin' my bath water like it's red wine / Coachella, see you back here when I headline SAGITTARIUS: Guess what it's my birthday so I don't have to sing an outro tonight / I can do whatever the fuck I want 'cause it's my birthday / Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, baby, yeah CAPRICORN: Three times in one night can be my hat trick / Put your hands up if you're really that bitch / Calgary you do not rhyme with jack shit AQUARIUS: Listen to this awesome instrumental / ... / Wasn't that joke funny, Sacramento PISCES: Made it to the outro how you doin'? / I'm starting to think love is an illusion / Beyoncé is the greatest thing from Houston

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

We tend to think of Rap as a thoroughly modern genre of music. But you cannot convince me that this song, written in the middle of the 1800s, for a music hall performer, isn't close, if not identical to it.

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Lyrics:

Rocky Road to Dublin

In the merry month of June from my home I started Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins; Bought a new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five

{Chorus} Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol de rah!

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight my spirits bright and cheery Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking; That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's on for drinking To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin' Asked if I was hired, wages I required 'Til I was almost tired on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five

{Chorus}

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city Then I took a stroll, down among the quality Bundle it was stole, there in a neat locality Something crossed my mind, then I looked behind No bundle could I find upon my stick a wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, said my Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five

{Chorus}

From there I got away, me spirits never failing Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing Captain at me roared, said that no room had he Then I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy Was down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling; Off Holyhead wished meself was dead Or better far instead, on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five

{Chorus}

The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it Blood began to boil, temper I was losing Poor old Erin's isle they began abusing "Hurrah me soul!" says I, shillelagh I let fly Some Galway boys were by and saw I was a-hobblin' With a loud "Hurray!" joined in the affray We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five

{Chorus 2x}

[thebeardiswriting]

We'll sail Inner Harbor and Delaware Bay The Hudson, the Schuylkill and tip of Cape May Brandishing glasses and tankards galore In search of the barley juice up on the shore And it's toast to the lassies And drink to the lads Remember the women and song that we hadŠ We'll fill-up our glasses And empty the kegs Then head-out for more on what's left of our legs We'll stagger on in to the pubs and the bars Foresaking our vessels for domestic cars Insulting the strong, and exalting the weak Œtil were too drunk to fight and too tired to speak And it's toast to the lassies And drink to the lads Remember the women and song that we hadŠ We'll fill-up our glasses And empty the kegs Then head out for more on what's left of our legs We trade Dublin for Philly, and York for New York As long as there's Whiskey we'll sure take the work We won't bring the muskets, we won't cause the pain But we're good for some headaches, and tough to clean stains And it's toast to the lassies And drink to the lads Remember the women and song that we hadŠ We'll fill-up our glasses And empty the kegs Then head-out for more on what's left of our legs And it's toast to the lassies And drink to the lads Remember the women and song that we hadŠ We'll fill-up our glasses And empty the kegs Then head-out for more on what's left of our legs Rocky Road to Dublin While in the merry month of May from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins; Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three four, five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road All the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning blithe and early Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking; Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking See the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin' Asked me was I hired, wages I required I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three four, five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road All the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be soon deprived a view of that fine city So then I took a stroll, all among the quality; Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three four, five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road All the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! From there I got away, me spirits never falling Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he; When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling; When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three four, five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road All the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it Blood began to boil, temper I was losing; Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing "Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three four, five Hunt the Hare and turn her down The rocky road and all the way to Dublin Whack follol de rah !

[greenlove1987]

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Bono sending a message to Virtual Concern Gala

[mbondei]

brainache

I AM A FRAGILE ONE

GIDDY, DUMB, BROKE(N) & FUN

WHEN I AM AWAKE, FEELIN SO NUMB

SO MUCH AT STAKE, HEAD RACING

BRAIN ACHES, HEART PACING

EXISTENCE HAS ME FEELING DONE

HOW AMAZING!

I WANT TO SCREAM

SHOULD I STAND NAKED SO I AM SEEN ?

NAH FUK THAT I AM NOT KEEN.

THROUGH A DARK TUNNEL, TRUST IVE BEEN

BULLIES FROM THE PAST WERE MEAN.

NOW I STAY POSTED ON TUMBLR, DINGALING AFRICAN QUEEN

I WANT TO SELF HARM

RAZOR BLADE TO MY LEG NOT THE ARM

DONT WORRY, DONT BE ALARMED

IM CALM

I HATE MYSELF

FEELING SMALL LIKE AN ELF

BOXED UP

STUCK ON THE TOP SHELF

COCHED UP

COS WHY ELSE ?

I AM A JACK IN A BOX

DECIPHER ME, OR PICK ALL MY LOCKS

TRAUMA RUNS DEEP-

HAD AN IMPACT

KARMA IS PEAK -

GHOST IN MY SHELL SHOULD’VE BEEN CRACKED

IM SO STRONG

MORE TIME I PRETEND NOTHING IS WRONG

SINGING MELODIES OVER SONGS

COS GOING STUDIO FEELS SO LONG

DEAD RAPPERS, TAKE A HIT FROM THE BONG

INSTRUMENTALS & BEATS

4 A MENTAL LADY, WHO A FREAK IN THE SHEETS

GIRLS MARCH FOR THEIR RIGHTS IN DUBLIN

PUTTING UP A FIGHT, STAY BUBBLIN

GET ABUSED & MISUSED 4 WEARING A THONG

WORLD FULL OF FUCKERIES, EVIL FORCES BE GONE

SO MUCH WRONG

I AM NEEDY

I AM OBSESSIVE

NEVER BEEN GREEDY

BUT BEEN AGGRESSIVE

BARELY CHECK MY FAM- NEED 2 COUNT MY BLESSINGS

DONE WITH EXPECTATIONS & LESSONS

ANXIOUS AVOIDANT, IM STRESSING

VEXING MY FAM, WHATS THE NEXT THING

WAS RAPED 4 TIMES-

IT WAS ROUGH

NOW I WRITE RHYMES-

WHEN ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

SOMETIMES LIVING FEELS TOUGH

SCRATCHED BY WOLVES, IM IN A HUFF

I FEEL SO LONELY WHEN I AM ALONE

THIS LOVE DISORDER HAD ME FEELIN SO GROWN

I NEED AFFECTION

CARESSING

GUYS WANTED TO OWN ME

NEVER LET ME DO IT ON MY OWN

SEE

INDEPENDENT WOMAN, SKIPPING THROUGH LIFE LIKE A PEBBLE STONE

B

ON THE WATER

FAILED MY EXAMS, BLACK SHEEP OF A DAUGHTER

TAUGHT TO LOVE TOUCH

(whispers) BY A PEDO

NOW I NEED IT LIKE A DRUG

(touched down) FREE THROW🏈

AT 16 WAS HANGING ROUND THUGS

(memory) PLEASE GO

COOL FRONT BUT I LIVE IN FEAR

FEEL LIKE THE END IS NEAR

MY DEAR

WANT TO DROP IN2 THE OCEAN WHERE THE WATERS ARE CLEAR

WONT FEEL PAIN FROM A KNIFE

HEARTS HAD ENOUGH PAIN 2 LAST MY LIFE!

[ineedtoreadmorepoetry]

Love Note to a Playwright by Phyllis McGinley

Perhaps the literary man I most admire among my betters Is Richard Brinsely Sheridan, Who, viewing life as more than letters, Persisted, like a stubborn Gael In not acknowledging his mail.

They say he hardly ever penned A proper “Yrs. received & noted,” But spent what time he had to spend Shaping the law that England voted, Or calling, on his comic flute, The tune for Captain Absolute.

Though chief of the prodigious wits That Georgian taverns set to bubblin’, He did not answer Please Remits Or scoldings from his aunts in Dublin Or birthday messages or half The notes that begged an autograph.

I hear it sent his household wild-- Became a sort of parlor fable-- The way that correspondence piled, Mountainous, on his writing table, While he ignored the double ring And wouldn’t answer anything;

Not scrawls from friends or screeds from foes Or scribble from the quibble-lover Or chits beginning “I enclose Manuscript under separate cover,” Or cards from people off on journeys, Or formal statements from attorneys.

The post came in. He let it like. (All this biographies agree on.) Especially he did not reply To things that had R.S.V.P. on. Sometimes for months he dropped no lines To dear ones, or sent Valentines;

But, polishing a second act Or coaxing kings to license Freedom, Let his epistles wait. In fact, They say he didn’t even read’m. The which, some mornings, seems to me A glorious blow for Liberty.

Brave Celt! Although one must deplore His manners, and with reason ample, How bright from duty’s other shore, This moment, seems his bold example! And would I owned in equal balance His courage (and, of course, his talents),

Who, using up his mail to start An autumn fire or chink a crevice, Cried, “Letters longer are than art, But vita is extremely brevis!” Then, choosing what was worth the candle, Sat down and wrote The School for Scandal.

[ieisia]

I will always be here for you still. On tumblr, tumblin in dublin with all my bubblin. They banned me, from you. But at least I��m here on this app for you dalining!

[beatmyaudio]

I Just Wanna Love U Give It 2 Me Song Lyrics – Jayz

I Just Wanna Love U Give It 2 Me Song Lyrics

I Just Wanna Love U Give It 2 Me Song Lyrics From Popular Hollywood Artist Jayz from Album.

This song is sung by singer ” Jayz ” in Year 2001.

Lyrics of I Just Wanna Love U Give It 2 Me :

lets go hov uh huh hov you are not ready hov unstoppable dynasty young hovaim a hustler baby im a hustler i just want you to know wanna let you know it aint where i been it aint where i been but where im bout to go top of the world now i just wanna love you just wanna love you but be who i am you know you love me and with all this cash mo money mo problems youll forget your man now give it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me cmon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuffwhen the remis in the system aint no tellin will i fuck em will i diss em thats what they be yellin im a pimp by blood not relation yall be chasin i replace them huh drunk off crist mami on e cant keep her little model hands off me both in the club high singing off key and i wish i never met her at all it gets better ordered another round its about to go down got six model chicks six bottles of crist four belvederes got weed everywhere what do you say me you and your chloe glasses go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion like prada blouse gucci bra filth mart jeans take that offgive it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me cmon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff i said give it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me mama gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuffyeah save the narrative you savin it for marriage lets keep it real ma you savin it for karats you wanna see how far im a go how much ima spend but you already know zip zero stingy with dinero might buy you crist but that about it might light your wrist but that about it fuck it i might wife you and buy you nice whips ma but you really gotta ride nice dick know how to work your hips and your heads priceless profess you love the hov and ill never let you down get you bling like the neptune sound okay hot hov too hot to hold ladies love me long time like 2pacs soul only way to roll jigga and two ladies im too cold motorola two way page me cmongive it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me cmon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff i said give it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me mama gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff im a hustler baby uh hov i just want you to know hov it aint where i been but where im bout to go hov hov now i just wanna love you young hova but be who i am know you love me and with all this cash mo money mo problems youll forget your manyeah yeah yeah same song im back been around the world romancing girls that dance with girls from club cheetah to club amnesia the peanuts in la bubblin in dublin cant deny me why would you want to you need me why dont you try me baby you want to believe me hovgive it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me cmon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff i said give it to me gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff but dont bullshit me mama gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuffyou gotta give it to me uh uh huh

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اعجبني هذا المقطع The Rocky Road to Dublin - Instrumental by RhodMcD Instruments include: Banjo, Guitar, Mandolin, Balalaika, Penny whistle, Bodhran, Irish Spoons Rosie Bell on the Violin Lyrics: While in the merry month of June from me home I started, Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted, Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother, Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother, Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born, Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins; Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary, Started by daylight next morning blithe and early, Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking; Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking. See the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin' Asked me was I hired, wages I required, I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be soon deprived a view of that fine city. So then I took a stroll, all among the quality; Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality. Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind, No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! From there I got away, me spirits never falling, Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing. The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he; When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy. Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs, Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling; When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead, Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it. Blood began to boil, temper I was losing; Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing. "Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly. Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in, With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray. We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !