最近2012很火,想起了一首歌.据说是首老歌,听的是Ian Brown的版本.
In The Year 2525
If woman can survive
They may find
In the year 3535
Ain’t gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lies
Everything you think, do, and say
Is in the pill you took today
In the year 4545
Ain’t gonna need your teeth, won’t need your eyes
You won’t find a thing chew
Nobody’s gonna look at you
In the year 5555
Your arms are hanging limp at your sides
Your legs got not nothing to do
Some machine is doing that for you
In the year 6565
Ain’t gonna need no husband, won’t need no wife
You’ll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube
In the year 7510
If God’s a-comin’ he ought to make it by then
Maybe he’ll look around himself and say
Guess it’s time for the Judgement day
In the year 8510
God is gonna shake his mighty head
He’ll either say I’m pleased where man has been
Or tear it down and start again
In the year 9595
I’m kinda wondering if man is gonna be alive
He’s taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain’t put back nothing
Now it’s been 10,000 years
Man has cried a billion tears
For what he never knew
Now man’s reign is through
But through the eternal night
The twinkling of starlight
So very far away
Maybe it’s only yesterday
你说咱长这么大容易吗？打在胎里，就随时有可能流产，当妈的一口烟就可能畸形。长慢了心脏缺损，长快了就六指儿。好容易扛过十个月生出来了，一不留神，还得让产钳把脑子压扁。都躲过去了，小儿麻痹、百日咳、猩红热、脑膜炎还在前面等着。
哭起来呛奶，走起来摔跤；摸水水烫，碰火火燎；是个东西撞上，咱就是个半死。钙多了不长个，钙少了罗圈腿。总算混到会吃饭能出门了，天上下雹子，地下跑汽车；大街小巷是个暗处就多个坏人。你说赶谁都是个九死一生。
这都是明枪，还有暗箭呢。势利眼、冷脸子、闲言碎语、指桑骂槐；好了遭人嫉妒，差了让人瞧不起；忠厚的人家说你傻，精明的人家说你奸；冷淡了大伙儿说你傲，热情了群众说你浪；走在前头挨闷棍，走在后头全没份；这也叫活着，纯粹是练他妈一辈子轻功…
祝贺姐,姐夫新婚大喜!!!!!!
再次祝贺姐,姐夫新婚大喜!!!!!!
感觉的出来四位长辈都还是挺舍不得自己的乖儿乖女的,希望你们在遥远的他乡都发展的红红火火,我们成都3人组随时欢迎你们载誉归来……
Now you will receive us.
We do not ask for your poor or your hungry.
We do not want your tired and sick.
It is your corrupt we claim.
It is your evil that will be sought by us.
With every breath, we shall hunt them down.
Each day we will spill their blood ’til it rains down from the skies.
Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal; these are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.
These are not polite suggestions. These are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain.
For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three and on that day you will reap it.
And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
And Shepherds we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, That our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command. We shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
I am the bone of my sword.
Steel is my body and fire is my blood.
I have created over a thousand blades.
Unknow to Death.
Nor known to Life.
Have withstood pain to create many weapons.
Yet those hands will never hold anything.
So as I pary Unlimited Blade Works.
