You're dying and alone......

What tune would you like to listen to as you leave this world?

Dayvan Cowboy by Boards of Canada.



Shit hot video too

in birth,
and in death.

we're ALL alone.

it has been said,
that in death,
a person experiences 2 emotions,
fear,
and panic.

and you want music?

Eric is right.

Music When The Lights Go Out
By: The Libertines


Well is it cruel or kind
Not to speak my mind
And to lie to you
Rather than hurt you
Well, I'll confess all of my sins
After several large gins
But still I'll hide from you
And hide what's inside from you

And alarm bells ring
When you say your heart still sings
When you're with me
Oh darling, please forgive me

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

And all the memories of the pubs
And the clubs and the drugs and the tubs
We shared together
Will stay with me forever

But all the highs and the lows
And the to's and the fro's
They left me dizzy
Oh darling, please forgive me

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

Well I no longer hear the music when the lights go out
Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
The strange fate in my mind is all too clear
Music when the lights come on
The girl I thought I knew has gone
And with her my heart it disappeared

Well I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

And all the memories of the fights and nights
And the blue lights and all the kites
We flew together
I thought they'd fly forever

But all the highs and the lows
And the to's and the fro's
They left me dizzy
Oh won't you please forgive me

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

Music when the lights go out
Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
The strange face in my mind is all too clear

Music when the lights come on
The girl I thought I knew has gone
And with her my heart it disappeared

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no
And I no longer hear the music

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sSiXAA8ewLg

Alone, you say, and I know I'm dying? Then I'll find a suitably twattish politician, break into their house, and give him a big hug while wearing my petrol-soaked rags singing this



That was an awful long lead-in for a punchline that despite their belief in being abusive being sacrosanct, some Conservative MPs would see as a death threat.

We paupers aren't allowed to make edgy jokes, of course. The crooks of the Commons are fine, though.

actually,
given a choice,
i think i'd just like to be left alone to go quietly.
with no fuss.

This then, Eric

I fucking love Firestarter!

The sound of an ambulance siren might be a good start, on reflection