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    Is it my imagination

    or did we really play in our second European Cup final in three seasons last Wednesday, have new owners who say they will back Rafa in the transfer market, are about to start work on a new stadium, and our top players are on the verge of signing long term contracts?

    Because after reading some of the trash being spouted on these forums the last few days you would think that Liverpool FC is in freefall and destined for complete and utter destruction.
    "The definition of insanity is not running into the same wall again and again; it's expecting a different result every time you do it."

    #2
    OPTIMIST ALERT!

    BAN HIM!
    What do you mean it could've been anyone? Name me one person who's got a grudge against penguins

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    F*** off!!!

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      #3
      It's the high expectations on our great great club. People get up to high doe come silly season
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      I don't know what your problem is but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce

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        #4
        Originally posted by friedk View Post
        or did we really play in our second European Cup final in three seasons last Wednesday, have new owners who say they will back Rafa in the transfer market, are about to start work on a new stadium, and our top players are on the verge of signing long term contracts?

        Because after reading some of the trash being spouted on these forums the last few days you would think that Liverpool FC is in freefall and destined for complete and utter destruction.
        Cue Neil Young with REM, "It's the end of the world as we know it"
        up your bum

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          #5
          A one, a two, a one two three four:

          Is it my imagination
          There is no complication
          I dream about you all the time
          In my mind a celebration
          The sweetest of sensation
          Thinking you could be mine

          In my imagination
          There is no hesitation
          We walk together hand in hand
          I'm dreaming
          You fell in love with me
          Like I'm in love with you
          But dreaming's all I do
          If only they'd come true

          I should be so lucky
          Lucky lucky lucky
          I should be so lucky in love
          I should be so lucky
          Lucky lucky lucky
          I should be so lucky in love

          It's a crazy situation
          You always keep me waiting
          Because its only make believe
          And I would come a-running
          To give you all my loving
          If one day you would notice me

          My heart is close to breaking
          And I can't go on faking
          The fantasy that you'll be mine
          I'm dreaming
          That you're in love with me
          Like I'm in love with you
          But dreaming's all I do
          If only they'd come true
          Thanks very much for being ‘This Mornings’ Farmer’

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            #6
            Big budget and top signings have yet to materialise. Until then its all doom and gloom I'm afraid....

            "If Gerrard continues to play up front, leaving this lack of creativity and intelligence in Midfield, the season WILL be over by Xmas."

            I still don't think we'll finish in the top 4 this season."

            FatTony 24/08/09

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              #7

              Is it my imagination
              Or have I finally found something worth living for?
              I was looking for some action
              But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol

              You could wait for a lifetime
              To spend your days in the sunshine
              You might as well do the white line
              Cos when it comes on top . . .

              You gotta make it happen!

              Is it worth the aggravation
              To find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for?
              It's a crazy situation
              But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol!

              You could wait for a lifetime
              To spend your days in the sunshine
              You might as well do the white line
              Cos when it comes on top . . .

              You gotta make it happen!

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                #8
                Originally posted by ShaggyAlonso View Post
                A one, a two, a one two three four:

                Is it my imagination
                There is no complication
                I dream about you all the time
                In my mind a celebration
                The sweetest of sensation
                Thinking you could be mine

                In my imagination
                There is no hesitation
                We walk together hand in hand
                I'm dreaming
                You fell in love with me
                Like I'm in love with you
                But dreaming's all I do
                If only they'd come true

                I should be so lucky
                Lucky lucky lucky
                I should be so lucky in love
                I should be so lucky
                Lucky lucky lucky
                I should be so lucky in love

                It's a crazy situation
                You always keep me waiting
                Because its only make believe
                And I would come a-running
                To give you all my loving
                If one day you would notice me

                My heart is close to breaking
                And I can't go on faking
                The fantasy that you'll be mine
                I'm dreaming
                That you're in love with me
                Like I'm in love with you
                But dreaming's all I do
                If only they'd come true
                Quality

                craig mclachlan's (aka Henry ramsay) Mona was better mind!!
                We come not to play.

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                  #9
                  Originally posted by Reece View Post

                  Is it my imagination
                  Or have I finally found something worth living for?
                  I was looking for some action
                  But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol

                  You could wait for a lifetime
                  To spend your days in the sunshine
                  You might as well do the white line
                  Cos when it comes on top . . .

                  You gotta make it happen!

                  Is it worth the aggravation
                  To find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for?
                  It's a crazy situation
                  But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol!

                  You could wait for a lifetime
                  To spend your days in the sunshine
                  You might as well do the white line
                  Cos when it comes on top . . .

                  You gotta make it happen!

                  Not sure which set of lyrics are worse - Kylie's or Oasis'.
                  Thanks very much for being ‘This Mornings’ Farmer’

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                    #10
                    Fair point.

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                      #11
                      One
                      Two
                      Three
                      Four

                      Time slips away
                      And the light begins to fade
                      And everything is quiet now
                      Feeling is gone
                      And the picture disappears
                      And everything is cold now
                      The dream had to end
                      The wish never came true
                      And the girl
                      Starts to sing

                      Seventeen seconds
                      A measure of life
                      Seventeen seconds


                      Feeling goth, goth, goth.

                      Thank you very much.
                      .
                      Suppose you have a physicist and a sociologist standing at the side of a field, observing a set of events unfolding on the field. The physicist does [describes] it using the terminology of mass and velocity and frequency of radiation and the rest. And the sociologist does it by describing it as a rugby match.



                      May the Lord bless this post.

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                        #12
                        yup the end is nigh....


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                          #13
                          Well, that's a very good question.

                          A 1, 2, 3, 4...

                          Is it a kind of dream,
                          Floating out on the tide,
                          Following the river of death downstream?
                          Oh, is it a dream?

                          There's a fog along the horizon,
                          A strange glow in the sky,
                          And nobody seems to know where you go,
                          And what does it mean?
                          Oh, is it a dream?

                          Bright eyes,
                          Burning like fire.
                          Bright eyes,
                          How can you close and fail?
                          How can the light that burned so brightly
                          Suddenly burn so pale?
                          Bright eyes.

                          Is it a kind of shadow,
                          Reaching into the night,
                          Wandering over the hills unseen,
                          Or is it a dream?

                          There's a high wind in the trees,
                          A cold sound in the air,
                          And nobody ever knows when you go,
                          And where do you start,
                          Oh, into the dark.

                          Bright eyes,
                          burning like fire.
                          Bright eyes,
                          how can you close and fail?
                          How can the light that burned so brightly
                          Suddenly burn so pale?
                          Bright eyes.

                          Bright eyes,
                          burning like fire.
                          Bright eyes,
                          how can you close and fail?
                          How can the light that burned so brightly
                          Suddenly burn so pale?
                          Bright eyes.


                          Thank you. Goodnight.
                          Like blood on iron

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                            #14
                            Thanks very much for being ‘This Mornings’ Farmer’

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                              #15
                              Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by.
                              I say to myself, "You're such a lucky guy."
                              To have a girl like her
                              is truly a dream come true.
                              Out of all of the fellas in the world
                              she belongs to you...

                              But it was just my imagination
                              running away with me.
                              It was just my imagination
                              running away with me...

                              Ooh-hoo-hoo-hooh
                              Soon we'll be married..
                              and raise a family.
                              In a cozy, little home out in the country
                              with two children, maybe three.
                              I tell you, I can visualize it all.
                              This couldn't be a dream for too real it all seems.

                              But it was just my imagination -- once again --
                              running away with me.
                              I tell you it was just my imagination
                              running away with me...

                              Every night, on my knees I pray,
                              "Dear Lord, hear my plea...
                              don't ever let another take her love from me
                              or I will surely die.."
                              Ooh, her love is heavenly;
                              when her arms enfold me,
                              I hear a tender rhapsody...
                              but in reality, she doesn't even know me

                              Just my imagination -- once again --
                              running away with me.
                              Tell you it was just my imagination
                              running away with me.
                              I never met her, but I can't forget her.
                              Just my imagination..

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