Goes ( pronunciation (help·info)) is a municipality and a city in the southwestern Netherlands in Zuid-Beveland, in the province Zeeland. The city of Goes has approximately 27,000 residents.
Goes was founded in the 10th century on the edge of a river: de Korte Gos (the Short Gos). The village grew fast and in the early 12th century it had a market square and a church devoted to Maria. In 1405 Goes received city rights, and in 1417 it was allowed to build walls around the city. The prosperity of the city was based upon the cloth industry and the production of salt. In the 16th century Goes declined. Its connection to the sea got bogged down and in 1544 a large fire destroyed a part of the city.
In 1577 the Spanish soldiers who occupied Goes were driven out by Prince Maurits of Nassau. The prince built a defence wall around Goes, which is still partly present. In the centuries thereafter Goes did not play an important role, except as an agricultural centre. In 1868 a railway was constructed through it, but this did not lead to industrialisation. Agriculture remains the most important economic activity.
Year 15 (XV) was a common year starting on Tuesday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Caesar and Flaccus (or, less frequently, year 768 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 15 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
Andrew Austen Luck (born September 12, 1989) is an American football quarterback for the Indianapolis Colts of the National Football League (NFL). He played college football for Stanford University, won the Maxwell Award and Walter Camp Award as college football's player of the year, and was recognized as an All-American. He was the runner-up for the Heisman Trophy in both 2010 and 2011. He was named the Offensive Player of the Year in the Pac-12 (Pac-10) Conference in both 2010 and 2011. CBS Sports draft analyst Rob Rang called Luck the best prospect he has ever scouted, while the Kansas City Star puts him in line with LeBron James and Bryce Harper as "the most hyped amateurs in recent sports memory". Although widely projected as the No. 1 selection in the 2011 NFL Draft, Luck decided to return to Stanford for his redshirt junior season.
Luck was born in Washington, D.C., the son of Oliver Luck, current athletic director and a former quarterback at West Virginia University and former NFL quarterback for the Houston Oilers, and Kathy Wilson Luck. Andrew Luck spent his early childhood in London, England and Frankfurt, Germany, where his father was general manager of two World League of American Football teams prior to becoming president of the league. He is the oldest of four children, Mary Ellen, Emily, and Addison, who currently reside in Houston. In London, he attended The American School in London.
What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?
Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain
And in me he starts to confide
That my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window
Better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer
My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole
And if there's a god would he give another chancer
An hour to sing for his soul
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Then you get on your knees and you better pray
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on your window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray
Panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
Ain't no star in my heaven
Ain't no sun in my sky
Guess I lose
I don't know why
Everyday is dark and dreary
Everyday is feeling weary
Guess I lose
I guess I lose
Ain't no reason to be blue
Ain't no reason I got you
Funny thing, I can't get started
Everyday, I feel downhearted
Guess I lose
I guess I lose
Ain't no reason to be blue
Ain't no reason I got you
Funny thing, I can't get started
Everyday, I feel downhearted
Guess I lose
Before I fade into a dream
I will leave these kisses 3
One for love that dances in the fairy light,
One for the beautiful child enthroned,
And one for the angel whose eyes are my vision,
Whose wings though tattered shall carry me home...
Carry me home...
Carry me home...
Is there something I missed along the way?
Is there something I missed?
The first kiss
Is there something I missed along the way?
Is there something I missed?
The second kiss
Is there something I missed along the way?
Is there something I missed?
The third kiss...
I only ask you remember me
In a waking though, returned from sleep...
Before I fade into a dream
I will leave these...
Featuring: Travis from Gym Class Heroes
They say that kiddie's got
I'm bringing sassy back, I never finish a thought
You can't forget 'cos you know nothing but my name
And I don't wanna hear about people I don't know
Not you, not him, not her, no
You only see what I let you see
Nothing less and nothing more
What you say is nothing new to me, honestly
They say that kiddie's got soul
I'm everywhere that you go
And I've been there, seen that
And I ain't taking you home, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm in God I like, I can be a nasty guy
So you should promise me
Cos' you're a wolf and coming quick
And if you don't get it let me repeat it just forget what you think
Only see what I let you see
Over and over again
What you say is nothing new to me, honestly
They say that kiddie's got soul
I'm everywhere that you go
And I've been there seen that
And I ain't taking you home, no
But what do they know
I'm everywhere that you go and I've still got soul
And I've been there, seen that
And I ain't taking you home, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Here we go
They say that the kid has got more so than flight club
Can't you tell by the way I use my wall
Travis stay way cool than the hand that look at
Let it bite too many times worse than my whore
Yeah, it took a little time but I'm finally here
Ten years deep just to make things clear
Now what we got going double B's in the air
Now get it off your chest like a tight little sear
Don't regret it, just let it
Give credit, don't sweat it
You can try but you just can't stop
Fangs up, cobra style, honestly
They say that kiddie's got soul
I'll never let you go
And I've been there, seen that
And I ain't taking you home, no
But what do they know
I'm everywhere that you go and I've still got soul
And I've been there, seen that
And I ain't taking you home
Oh, oh, oh
I'm everywhere that you go
And I've been there, seen that
[dialing] [ringing] [computer voice]
Welcome, mailbox of 877 (beep)
Enter your subscribal secruity co-[4 beeps]
You have messages [beep]
[Jesse Taylor: talking]
Yo Kaos this yo people J.T., Jesse Taylor man
Where you at man, I hit you on the Hit man
Craig's been callin me man, give him your real
Phone number, don't have him callin my mama house
Then she callin my house givin him my number and how
You gon owe dealers? I owe dealers too now you done
Got em hooked on me and you, man hit me on my 2way
[beep]
[Devon Sergi: talking]
Yo Kaos! this Devon Sergi boy Hot 97.5 Atlanta
Ya country cousin folk, you betta holla at me
Get ya AT....(message deleted)
[Hook: Kaos]
Just hit me on my 2way baby I'm on the go
We on the road, we rockin shows
Gotta rep 314, MO fo' sho
Still doin dirt though
But I got that work mo
You'll get that when I get back
And hit back in a day or so
[Verse 1: Kaos]
K.C., the Navi, Houston, and the Chi, frine and the friendly skies
Urbody on at 9, tired of my girl askin my why
In the car before I left in wit Jamal
When I'm sleepin she thinks I'm creepin in wit another broad
This life is hard derty, but it's my job derty
Can't get no rest, I'm always stressed and its my fault derty
I'm on my way to LA, gotta hit the Bay in about 3 days
Gotta get paid, all work, no play and I just keep gettin paged
[beep]
[K-Slide: talking]
Ay muthafucker I heard you comin down here
And your punk ass better give me DJ exclusive interview
You know how I do it, so you better be here, and be
Callin me first muthafucka...and if you don't know who
The fuck this is you better know, K-Slide, westside BI-ATCH
[beep]
[Penelope: talking]
Kaos this your girl Penelope, nigga we lookin for you
Where you at? we up herre in Philly we got a platinum
Party goin on for Toya, me, the 'Tics, urbody herre
We got rooms for you, hoes all that shit, what up derty?
Don't be on no bullshit nigga.. [beep]
[Chuck: talking]
Yo Kaos, Chuck man...(deleted)
[Chuck again]
Yo Kaos, Chuck, did you talk to
Deja or Eric? you workin this weekend
Man check in (message deleted)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kaos]
Now I'm on another flight, Milwaukee tonight
Been in Vegas 4 nights, urbody wanna see the sights
Urbody done be hollerin bout the fight
Urbody rollin wit the hype, urry one I run into got a price
Urry dime woman that I meet is a dyke
And I be like this shit ain't right, but I gotta be cool so I socialize (ya lil' mo)
Seems like urbody's blowin highs (ya fo' sho)
Gotta be in Cleveland, tomorrow evening, and it's gonna be rough
To get my ass up, who the fuck you blowin me up?
[Toya: talking]
Whuts up Kaos, this your girl Toya, yo I knooow
You gon check out the platinum party up in Philly
Cuz I know my girl Penelope told you so just
Bring ya ass, cuz urrrbody there, so don't be actin like a HAT-AAA (beep)
[Ludacris talking]
Kaos, Kaos man answer this goddamn phone man
Ay man check it, it's Luda man, tryin to see if you
Comin to ATL I know you told me you was comin down
Here nigga hurry the hell up, I told you we throwin a party
There gon be a lot of big titties wit the matchin asses
Gon be hoes out, all that good church girl type stuff man
We bout to get it down, so hit a nigga aight? (beep)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kaos]
I miss my son, I miss my girl, we up in the Source
The longer the world bumpin they hella thurl (yes'ir yes'ir)
Now I can't wait till I get back to the crib, Lil' Rob, Bob
And A.P. and Mom's crib, do we still be crackin over at the park
Do my niggas still be shootin darts, is it still wild after dark?
Do them hoes still be at the Lart? I miss the Arch
But most of all I miss Eddie K., wish ya good when I get back
To the hood baby its gravy, its payday! (beep)
[horny girl talking]
Hey Kaos, I kinda missed you, I kinda missed
Everything about you and um.. (clears throat)
I'm really horny, I am and I got to thinkin bout you
Again and it got me soakin... wet.. (deep breath)
Mmmm this long.. (moaning)
Ok, ok, ok lemme calm down um just.. oooh
Give me a call ok? ok...bye (message deleted)
[Hook x2]
[male talking]
Yo nigga I heard you comin down to Cleveland dogg
Man when you gon come down and kick it wit me man
I got this party gettin ready to jump off, I got these
Strippers ready to do they thing, all you gotta do make it
Here dogg alright? g-spot I'm out (beep)
[Don Love: talking]
Yo nigga what's up this is bad boy, Don Love
Tryin to reach out at ya man I heard you was in town
You know what? you need to holla at me man
Break down, touchdown and holla at a brother
Hit me on the Hit [beep]
[hater talking]
Kaos whut's up man? whut's up wit you man
DJ Frontin', DJ I-Aint-Got-A-2way
DJ I-Aint-Got-No-Answerin-Service
DJ I-Aint-Got-No-Business, DJ I-Aint-Got-No-Stratchin-Skills
Whut's up wit you DJ Kaos? tryin to get back at you man
And you hollerin at everybody else but ain't gon holla back at me
Notorious! Black Glorious! that's what I'm talkin about