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| Posted: Mon Jun 5th, 2006 10:25 pm |
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A song for Ken C :D:D:P:P RUBBER ROOM (Porter Wagoner) « © '72 Owepar Publishing » In a buildin' tall with a stone wall around there's a rubber room When a man sees things and hears sounds that's not there He's headed for the rubber room Illusions in a twisted mind to save from self-destruction hmm it's the rubber room Where a man can run into the wall till his strenght makes him fall and lie still And wait for help in the rubber room From his blurry vision of doom a psycho in the rubber room The man in the room right next to mine screams a woman's name hits the wall in vain He's in the rubber room I hear footsteps poundin' on the floor God I hope they don't stop at my door Hmm I'm in the rubber room Now they've come to get me but they find I'm a screamin' pretty words tryin' to make 'em rhyme I'm n the rubber room hmm a psycho I'm in the rubber room hmm KenC wrote: mcwright wrote:What a great trade with Oscar! Today, I recieved a Blue Invicta executive and a Seiko Orange Kinetic Diver. Both are MINT condition. I love the rubber strap on the Seiko (Ken C, by the way, prefers rubber rooms :D) and I dropped a Hirsch on the Invicta to set off the blue dial more. Couldn't be happier!!! Last edited on Mon Jun 5th, 2006 10:29 pm by mcwright |
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