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96% Warrior, 4% Barber
08:14
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No easy option
Don't panic
Everything is going to be ok if we just don't panic
Hold
Release
Drop
Press
Work hard
Stand
Push out
Pressure
Recover
Look at the picture
Show
Stay on your feet
Talk to each other
React
Don't force it
Keep it simple
Think
Open your body
Get something on it
Relax
RELAX
RELAX!!!!!!
Movement
Urgency
Go to it
Keep it
Gamble
Take it up
Keep believing
Better
Pride, passion, belief
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Gravestone Robber
02:52
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It all started a long time ago, when I was just a little girl
Visiting my grandma in Aylesbury - in the cemetery
Small colourful stones glinting in the surrounding graves
I couldn't leave them alone
Green ones were good, purple were better, blue the best of all
My collection grew but I needed something better...bigger
So I decided to change things up a bit
I purchased a donkey and a cart
I also got a sledgehammer
Clip clop, clip clop under the street lights
I visit the dead in the dead of night
Tramping over bones, skulls, skeletons, bodies and rotten flesh
Find a quiet corner of the graveyard, pick out a nice headstone
Heave it onto the cart and clip clop home
This new collection is going to rule
As I crack the headstone over with the sledgie
I feel the ground begin to rumble
Skeletal hands burst through from below
The citizens of the cemetery are out to get me
Eyeless sockets fix upon me
As they drag themselves from their caskets
Sack this - you can keep your headstone
You can keep your cart and sledgehammer too
I mount my donkey and hightail it out of there
They never caught me and I never went back
I collect Match Attax cards now instead
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Catch
06:23
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I was round at my mate's house the other day
I say mate, but I'm not so sure about that now
Anyway, just before lunch, there we were playing in his garden
Football, swingball, nerf, all the greats
He wandered into the shed
And reappeared with a trowel in his hand
He knelt down on the grass
And I saw him scoop it up
Catch it he shouted
I know, I can smell it from here, I'm not catching that
Catch it
Chance, you having a giraffe, I'm not catching that fam
He pulled her arm back and cocked his elbow
His mum came to the patio doors
He launched it...hard
Mum called "LUNCH TIIIIIME"
Arcing through the sky
Blotting out the Sun
Bits of it flying off
As it span over my head
"Catch it" he shouted
"Catch it" I shouted
"WHAAAAA!!!!!" his mum exclaimed
As it splatted just above her top lip
After the fury, back inside the house
We ate lunch in silence
Then I was sent straight home
And my so called friend was sent to his room
For playing catch it
With cat shit
Catch it
CATCH IT
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Denis and Roger
20:24
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I am the Living One
I was dead and now I am to live for ever and ever
And I hold the keys of death and of the underworld
From everlasting I was set
From the beginning, before the earth came into being
The deep was not when I was born
Proud men have risen against me
Ruthless men seek my life
Evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls
You will not leave my soul amongst the dead
Happy are you when people hate you, drive you out, abuse you, denounce your name as a criminal
You turn men back into dust
All of them sheep and cattle, yes even the savage beasts
You take back your spirit, they die, returning to the dust from which they came
Sleeping in the dust of the earth, many will awake to shame and everlasting disgrace
You sweep men away like a dream
For they like winnowed chaff will be driven away by the wind
Unless you repent you will all perish as they did
That is why you must kill everything in you that belongs only to earthly life
The wickedness and snares of the devil
Alas for you who have your fill now; you shall go hungry
Alas for you who laugh now; you shall mourn and weep
Go and sell everything you own and follow me
Let your beloved know decay
We can boast about our sufferings. These sufferings bring patience
You must never complain; some of them did, and they were killed by the Destroyer
His enemies are made into a footstool for him
The man who thinks he is safe must be careful that he does not fall
What a wretched state I am in! I am lost,
For I am a man of unclean lips and I live among people of unclean lips
They will do no wrong, will tell no lies
And their perjured tongue will no longer be found in their mouths
The Lord is close to the broken hearted, those whose spirit is crushed he will save
For the Lord guards the way of the just but the way of the wicked leads to doom
Let the wicked man abandon his way, the evil man his thoughts
The Lord turns his face against the wicked to destroy their remembrance from the earth
He upholds the widow and orphan but thwarts the path of the wicked
Evil brings death to the wicked; those who hate the good are doomed. The Lord ransoms the souls of his servants
The Lord has been pleased to crush his servants with suffering
Let us test him with cruelty and with torture
Let us condemn him to a shameful death
Make us know the shortness of our life so that we may gain wisdom of heart
Many are the trials of the just man
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