http://498344167.qzone.qq.com Fri, 27 Nov 2009 07:58:54 GMT Qzone zh-cn Copyright (C), 2005-2008, Tencent Tech. Co., Ltd. Thu, 26 Nov 2009 11:36:11 GMT http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1259235371 I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spling
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I can't compete with you,Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep
There's nothing I can do to keep from crying when he calls your name,Jolene

And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man
But you don't know what he means to me,Jolene

Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
Please don't take him even though you can

You could have your choice of men
But I could never love again
He is the only one for me,Jolene

I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do,Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him even though you can

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him even though you can
Please don't take him just because you can





]]> http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1259235371#comment 134218240 Thu, 26 Nov 2009 11:36:11 GMT http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1259235371 http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1254676652
This is Tim.Burton's Voice-over of early shortfilm Vincent.
Vincent Malloy is seven years old.He's polite and always does what he's told.For a boy his age, he's considerate and nice. But he wants to be just like Vincent Price.
He doesn't mind living with his sister, dog, and cats.Though he'd rather share a home with spiders and bats.There he could reflect on the horrors he has invented,and wander dark hallways alone and tormented.
Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him.But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum.He likes to experiment on his dog Abocrombie,in the hopes of creating a horrible zombie.So that he and his horrible zombie dog could go searching for victims in the London fog.
His thoughts,though,aren't only of ghoulish crime.He likes to paint and read to pass some of the time.While other kids read books like Go Jane Go,Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allen Poe.
　　
One night,while reading a gruesome tale,he read a passage that made him turn pale.Such horrible news he could not survive.For his beautiful wife had been buried alive.
He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead.Unaware that her grave was his mother's flower bed.His mother sent Vincent off to his room.He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his
life,alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife.
While alone and insane encased in his doom.Vincent's mother burst suddenly into the room She said, If you want, you can go out and play.It's sunny outside and a beautiful day.
Vincent tried to talk,but he just couldn't speak,the years of isolation had made him quite weak.So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen: I'm possessed by this house and can never leave it again.
His mother said, You are NOT possessed and you are NOT almost dead.These games you play are all in your head.You are NOT Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy.You're not tormented or insane, you're just a young boy.You're seven years
old, and you are my son.I want you to get outside and have some real fun.
Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall.While Vincent backed slowly against the wall.The room started to
sway, to shiver and creak.His horrored insanity had reached its peak.He saw Abocrombie, his zombie slave and heard his wife call from beyond the grave.
She spoke through her coffin and made ghoulish demands.While through cracking walls reached skeleton hands.Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams,swept his mad laughter to terrified screams!
　　
To escape the badness, he reached for the door but fell limp and lifeless down on the floor.His voice was soft and very slow.As he quoted The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe: "and my soul from out that shadow
that lies floating on the floor
shall be lifted?
Nevermore..." ]]> http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1254676652#comment 134218241 Sat, 01 Aug 2009 03:39:13 GMT http://498344167.qzone.qq.com/blog/1254676652