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Found this on a GLP thread and thought it was worth sharing:
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ops: I stand corrected! ops:
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One of the best songs I've ever heard. Where can I buy the album?
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There's one other thing though - that quote is attributed to the wrong person. Mallow used it but the quote was coined by Salvor Hardin the first 'ruling' mayor of Terminus.
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I'm glad you all enjoyed it. That rendition was mine, actually.
A certain Mr Fin Fahey provoked me into composing it. He has that and several more posted on his web site somewhere in cyberspace.
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Oh, and this was my Opus Maximus. I still enjoy this one, if I do say so myself.
WON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN ( after The Who) We'd be running through the streets With our children at our feet But the Planet-X we worshipped hasn't shown. And the Cult that spurred us on Haven't said why they were wrong If we ask, then the faithful shut us down. I tip my hat to the new superstition Genuflect toward the Red Apparition Smile and grin, though no changes can be found. I gave my house and car away. Like I was born yesterday! Now I get on my knees and pray... We don't get fooled again! Earth changes haven't come We suspected all along We weren't lifted-up, though we're STO And the world is just the same And the pole-shift never came 'Cause predictions they all change, come the next month. I tip my hat to the new superstition Genuflect toward the Red Apparition Smile and grin, though no changes can be found. I gave my house and car away Like I was born yesterday! Now I get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again! No no! ... I'll move myself and my family up high But if we happen to be left half alive We'll find Nancy Lieder and demand to know why That 90 percent of life didn't die. ... Yeaah! ... Nothing's happening this May That doesn't happen every day And her foresights are revised day-by-day The predictions that were wrong Are now predictions that were right The excuses have grown longer overnight. I tip my hat to the new superstition Genuflect toward the Red Apparition Smile and grin, though no changes can be found. I gave my house and car away! Like I was born yesterday! Now I get on my knees and pray... We don't get fooled again! Don't get fooled again! No! No! ... Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Meet the Zeta cult Same as the old cults
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Well I think it's time for another oldie but goodie.
ZetaTalker’s Site (set to the theme from Gilligan's Island) Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip. That started inside Nancy’s mind, And soon had her giving out tips. Nancy thinks she had a Zeta implant Mark Hazelwood’s insane too I’m sure. Five Zetas set sail that day, for a three hundred million mile tour, a three hundred million mile tour. The debates started getting rough, Their tiny minds were tossed. If not for the stupidity of the insane crew, Nibiru would be lost; Nibiru would be lost. This hoax set ground on the shore of this uncharted internet, with Nancy, Mark Hazelwood , the ZetaTalkers, and their Site, Zechariah Stichin, and the rest, here on ZetaTalker’s Site. So this is the tale of our Plant X, Its here for a long long time. They'll have to make the best of things, Reasoning’s an uphill climb. Nancy and Mark Hazelwood too, will do their very best, to make the others imbeciles, in their ‘safe area’ nest. No photos, no lights, no objects, not a single thing to see. Like Enron’s finances, it's made-up as can be. So join us here each week my friend, you're sure to get a fright. From seven insane ZetaTalkers, Here on ZetaTalker’s Site.
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