(via daphneemarie)
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In this modern free spoken society
There is a word that we still hold taboo
A word with a terrible history of being used to abuse oppress and subdue
Just six seemingly harmless letters arranged in this way will form a word
With more power than the pieces of metal and that are forged to make swords
A couple of G’s an R and an E an I and an N
Just six little letters all jumbled together have caused damage that we may never mend
And it’s important that we all respect that if these people should happen to choose to reclaim the word as their own it doesn’t meant the rest of you have a right to its use
So never under estimate
The power that language imparts
Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can break hearts
A couple of G’s G’s unless you’ve had to live it an R and an E Even I am careful with it
An I and an n and in the end it will only offend don’t wont to have to spell it out again
Yeah
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
So listen to me if you care for your health
You wont call me ginger less your ginger yourself
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
When you are a ginger life is pretty hard
Years of ritual bullying in the school yard
Kids calling you ranga and fanta pants
No invitation to the high school dance
But you get up and learn to hold your head up
You try to keep your cool and not get head up
But until the feeling of I’ll is truly let up
And the word is ours and ours alone don’t you know
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
So if you call us ginge we just might come unhinged
If you don’t have a fringe with at least a tinge of the ginge
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Now listen to me when I am looking for sympathy
Just because we’re sensitive to UV
Just because we’re pathetically pale
We do alright with the females
Yeah I like to ask the ladies round for ginger beer
And soon their running their fingers through my ginger beard
And dunking my ginger nuts into their ginger tea
And asking if they can call me ginge
And I say “I don’t think that’s appropriate!”
Cus only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Only a ginga can call another ginga ginga
And all the ladies agree it’s a fact once you’ve gone ginge! you can’t go back
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Yeah go ginge go you funky ginge
Yeah funky ginge mofo
Yeah you can call us bozo or fire truck
You can even call us carrot top or blood nut
Yeah you can call us match stick or tampon
But fucking with the G word is just not on
If your a ginger phobe and you don’t like us
You gonna stand up to the fight if you want to fight us
But if you cut yourself you might catch gingavitis
So maybe you should shut your funky mouth
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger
So if you call us ginge you can’t winge if your injured
If you don’t have a tinge of the ginge in your minge
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger yeah
And you know my kids will always be clothed and fed
Cus pupas going to be bringing home the ginger bread
And they be pretty smart because they’ll be well read
And by read I mean read and the other kind of read wooo
Only a ginger can call another ginger ginger wooo
Only a ginga can call another ginga ginga
Just like only a ninja can sneak up on another ninja
Yeah only a ginger only a ginger only a ginger yeah
Are you listen-inga I’m not pointing the finga
I’m just having a singa
I’m just reminding ya!
But only a ginger can call another ginger
Ginger
“You’re one of my 3 favourite people ever on DB
Now thats an achievement! :)”
— It’s stuff like that which makes me love DailyBooth so much.
Why do I keep doing this.
Why do I keep going back?
“
Whatever happened to childhood?
We’re all scared of the kids in our neighboorhood;
They’re not small, charming and harmless,
They’re a violent bunch of bastard little shits.
And anyone who looks younger than me
Makes me check for my wallet, my phone and my keys,
And I’m tired of being tired out
Always being on the lookout for thieving gits.
We’re all wondering how we ended up so scared;
We spent ten long years teaching our kids not to care
And that “there’s no such thing as society” anyway,
And all the rich folks act surprised
When all sense of community dies,
But you just closed your eyes to the other sidev Of all the things that she did.
Thatcher fucked the kids.
And it seems a little bit rich to me,
The way the rich only ever talk of charity
In times like the seventies, the broken down economy
Meant even the upper tier was needing some help.
But as soon as things look brighter,
Yeah the grin gets wider and the grip gets tighter,
And for every teenage tracksuit mugger
There’s a guy in a suit who wouldn’t lift a finger for anybody else.
You’ve got a generation raised on the welfare state,
Enjoyed all its benefits and did just great,
But as soon as they were settled as the richest of the rich,
They kicked away the ladder, told the rest of us that life’s a bitch.
And it’s no surprise that all the fuck-ups
Didn’t show up until the kids had grown up.
But when no one ever smiles or ever helps a stranger,
Is it any fucking wonder our society’s in danger of collapse?
So all the kids are bastards,
But don’t blame them, yeah, they learn by example.
Blame the folks who sold the future for the highest bid:
That’s right, Thatcher fucked the kids.
I thought I may as well update this in order to post my answers to FormSpring…so here goes
Do you think it's odd to be attracted to someone you've never met?
No I don't. I think it's odd to fall in love with someone you have never met though. There are so many things
you don't find out about someone just by talking to them online.
What makes you smile?
Quite a few things. People understanding my humour is a major one! Gentle kisses. Waking up next
to someone you love. Forehead kisses. Good football results! And talking to amazing people :-)
If you were stranded on a desert island and could only take one thing with you, what would it be?
Hmmm. That's a good one. If there were WiFi and power then my laptop. Purely to keep in touch with everyone
and to stop me going insane. If not something electrical, then a football. I would call it addidas, and paint a face on it.
It would keep me fit and healthy and give me something to do :-D
If you bought a house for dbers, who'd be your flatmates?... oh and why those people, what do each bring?
Ahhhhh, do I have to choose? Well firstly there would be @cassper. She is my drinking buddy, so that would
be a start! Then @amandabuzard for the hundreds of injokes we have. And we have still to listen to Bloc
Party in the sun! Then the crew @canwegotothezoo @cassandra @rolacolaandalex @cameronJNP and
@Broken_Vibes. I need not give a reason for that lot!
name 3 material things you adore
Hmm, my phone is one of them. I couldn't live without it. I'm not going to say my laptop, as that's a given,
so instead my football boots. I love playing football and keeping fit that way. The third would be my ipod
for obvious reasons.
What is the best decision you've ever made?
There have been quite a few. One of the best was to not join the army. There was a time I seriously considered
this. But my asthma re-awakening sort of stopped that and made me realise it was a bad idea. It also meant
I ended up going to university which was another of the best decisions I've ever made. I think one of the best
though was to go to a party on February 3rd 2007. I met my ex there and although we had our ups and downs
and it ended bitterly, I learnt alot in our relationship and found myself a bit more. I think I wouldn't be the person
I am today without her. For all the hurt she caused me, there was alot of good.
whats your favourite animal bi-product?
Ooooh but there are too many! Probably Sausages. But not hot sausages. I like cold sausages.
Who do you fancy?
Am I 12? I don't 'fancy' anyone. I like a couple of people. They make me smile and suchlike. But I don't
'Fancy' anyone.