Shadow Company
Fantastic documentary covering the history of mercenaries, from the middle ages up to present day Iraq.
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Shadow Company (divX high quality)
"insane and mutha-fuckin' real"
Fantastic documentary covering the history of mercenaries, from the middle ages up to present day Iraq.
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Shadow Company (divX high quality)
Posted by Nobody at 10:29 AM 0 comments
This video is a Wildlife documentary that follows a leopard cub into adult life.
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The Leopard Son
Posted by Nobody at 10:46 AM 0 comments
Here's a film examining Palestinian suicide bombers.
This video uses the divX web player. Download it, the video quality is great.
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Suicide Killers
Posted by Nobody at 10:41 AM 0 comments
Here's something a little out of left field.
Some Elliott Smith for yah. Enjoy!
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Pretty Mary K (other version)
lyrics
Pretty Mary K walks along the docks
With some sailor's pay shoved down in her sock
Pretty Mary K with some little boy in blue
Who can't stay away from you
Pretty Mary K, take him back to town
I'm down here by the bay where the water pounds
Up against the wall, crying black and blue
Keeps me away from you
Pretty words that you whisper, maybe I misunderstood
Somebody's not paying attention
What they promised and their word isn't good
Oh, Mary K, I can see her face
Down there in the waves, painted and erased
But I know it's just the reflection of the moon
A big fake resembling you
Gonna go down in the water, fill my mouth up full of sand
I'll be waiting, still impatient
With my dead imagination while you're with some other man
Pretty Mary K is off in somebody's room
I'm down here by the bay with my arm around the moon
But I'll be with you soon, just as soon as I pay
I walk across the water with pretty Mary k
Walk on water, pretty Mary K
New Monkey
lyrics
Here comes the sidewalk boss again
Telling me how I can’t cave in
That I’m a study in black
Need a pat on the back
I look up and smile
A picture of dissatisfaction
That he can only see as a junkie
Though I might be straight as an arrow
He’s busy shaking hands with my monkey
Busy shaking hands with my monkey
Well, I go in the car
Straight to the bar
Where my sweetie pours the beer
For the millions of fans ignoring the bands
He’s in my ear
Wants me to live in denial
Says, "You’ve got to settle for something
Though it might not be really living
Anything is better than nothing
Anything is better than nothing"
No actor action man going to move in to take my place
I’ll be pumping out the product
Just a total waste
Look at your hands unoccupied
Look at the lengths you’ll go to hide
You’re under the veil
Pretending to fail
Got a whole lot of empty time left to go
Now you’ve got to fill it with something
I know what you can do, don’t you know
Anything is better than nothing
No actor action man going to move in to take my place
I’ll be pumping out the product
Just a total waste
I’m here with my cup
Afraid to look up
This is how I spend my time
Lazying around, head hanging down
Stuck inside my imagination
Busy making something from nothing
Pictures of hope and depression
Anything is better than nothing
Anything is better than nothing
Anything is better than nothing
Anything is better than nothing
Going Nowhere
lyrics
he waved hello silent like a mime
there's no changing my mind
I won't walk the stairs with you tonight
going nowhere
the clock moved a quarter of a turn
the time it took a cigarette to burn
she said you got a lot of things to learn
going nowhere
saw you move a certain way
missed you a lot
return to this abandoned place
should a been forgot
echoes drown the conversation out
echoes that only seem to bring about
a silent expression
things you may allow
going nowhere
the steps made a pattern
i'd never seen
i felt like a kid of six or seventeen
i was off in some empty day dream
going nowhere
it's dead and gone matter of fact
maybe for the best
said some things you can't take back
honestly i guess
the old records
sitting on the floor
the ones i can't
put on anymore
he walked over to her like before
going nowhere
going nowhere
going nowhere
Posted by Nobody at 9:00 AM 1 comments
Labels: Elliott Smith