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catbert836 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:01 PM
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Post the Lyrics of a Song that Reflects Your Current Mood.
Here's mine:

"Waiting on a Friend" by the Stones

Watching girls go passing by
It ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls go passing by
The tales they tell of men
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend

A smile relieves a heart that grieves
Remember what I said
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend
I'm just waiting on a friend

Don't need a whore
I don't need no booze
Don't need a virgin priest
But I need someone I can cry to
I need someone to protect
Making love and breaking hearts
It is a game for youth
But I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend

The lyrics themselves don't reflect my mood, but the general sentiment of the song does. :evilgrin:
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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:03 PM
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1. Sam Stone...because of all the WAR
Sam Stone came home,
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.

Chorus:
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Mmm....

Sam Stone's welcome home
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

Repeat Chorus:

Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill.

Repeat Chorus
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Rowdyboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:34 PM
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7. What an incredible song.....its moved me for decades now.....
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

No one ever touched me more with lyrics.
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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:39 PM
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9. me,too...here's my other favorite of his
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs


Memories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me

I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs


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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:41 PM
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11. this one,too
We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown,
A life of their own left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

Chorus:
Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."

Repeat Chorus:

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello
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Rowdyboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:54 PM
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14. The words are so beautiful, as if written by God....
They stun me every time...

"Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."

Repeat Chorus:

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello"




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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:55 PM
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15. I wish more people would listen to prine...and i hope he comes out with a
new anti-war album...
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saltpoint Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:49 AM
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21. No kidding. That is a hell of a powerful song. It won me to Prine
instantly.
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Ptah Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:05 PM
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2. Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of . . .
Groovin' . . . down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things that we can see
We can be anyone we want to be
And all those happy people we could meet just . . .
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha <3 times>
We'll keep on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it comin' closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . .
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha <3 times>
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BreweryYardRat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:07 PM
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3. Bad Company...
Baby, when I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’, don’t live without you
And your love
If I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’till I’m dyin’ on the way

Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love to you

Baby, if I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’ if I live without you
I live without love
If I had the sun and moon WE WILL SHINE THEM
I would give you both night and day
Of satisfyn’

Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’love
Feel like makin love to you

And if I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’til I’m dyin’ on the way

Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love
(repeat many times)
Feel like makin’ love to you
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BreweryYardRat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:07 PM
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4. Oops!
Edited on Sun Jul-16-06 11:10 PM by seawolf
Sorry, double post.
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jus_the_facts Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:25 PM
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5. .
Edited on Sun Jul-16-06 11:26 PM by jus_the_facts
No Remorse ~ Metallica

No mercy for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We dont need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one

War without end
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath

Blood feeds the war machine
As it eats its way across the land
We dont need the feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command

War without end
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath

Only the strong survive
No one to save the weaker race
We are ready to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face

War without end
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath
No remorse no repent
We dont care what it meant
Another day another death
Another sorrow another breath

Attack
Bullets are flying
People are dying
With madness surrounding all hells breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding
Bodies are mounting
Cannons are shouting to take their abuse

With war machines going
Blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone hear
The furious fighting
Swords are like lighting
It all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No remorse

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Rowdyboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:30 PM
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6. The Kinks, of course...."She Bought a hat like Princess Marina...."
She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
To wear at all her social affairs
She wears it when she's cleaning the windows
She wears it when she's scrubbing the stairs
But you will never see her at Ascot
She can't afford the time or the fare
But she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
So she don't care
He's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's
Because it makes him feel like a Lord
But he can't afford a Rolls or a Bentley
He has to buy a secondhand Ford
He tries to feed his wife and his family
And buy them clothes and shoes they can wear
But he's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's
So he don t care
Buddy can you spare me a dime
My wife is getting hungry
And the kids are crying
This poverty is hurting my pride
Buddy can you spare me, buddy can you spare me a dime
She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
And her neighbors think it suits her a treat
But she hasn't any food in the larder
Nor has anybody else in the street
But to look at her you'd think she was wealthy
'Cos she smiles just like a real millionaire
'Cos she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
So she don't care, she don't care, she don't care, she don't care
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hiro Donating Member (120 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:35 PM
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8. "Next to Nothing", by Breaking Benjamin
beneath this wave
I just can't take your breath away
you cut me down
you know I'll always be around
so now I wait
I know you'll live another day
come and take my breath away
look me straight in the face

cause you know it's over
growin' colder
I need something
leave me next to nothing
all we ever wanted
I need something
leave me next to nothing
next to nothing
I cut you down
I know you'll always be around
so now you'll wait
I know you'll live another day
come and take my breath away
look me straight in the face


cause you know it's over
growin' colder
I need something
leave me next to nothing
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RoyGBiv Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:40 PM
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10. Comfortably Numb

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:42 PM
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12. man,I love that song...thanks
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w8liftinglady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jul-16-06 11:42 PM
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13. dupe...I still love it,tho
Edited on Sun Jul-16-06 11:43 PM by w8liftinglady
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catbert836 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:01 AM
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16. David Gilmour's solo on that song....
Amazing. Blows me away every time.
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RoyGBiv Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:22 AM
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17. I love it ...

I have a video of them getting together at Live8 (I think that's where but may be misremembering because I am literally comfortably numb at the moment) last year, and they did that song, along with Wish You Were Here and a couple others. I float off in lala land whenever I fire that up.

I think I may do just that right now.

I wonder if the new kitten will like Floyd. He needs to relax a bit, so we'll see. :-)

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catbert836 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 11:54 AM
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37. That was as close as I ever came to a religious experience.
If they went on tour again, with or without Roger Waters, I'm going no matter how much it costs.

As for the solo... that man can do things with a guitar that I can't even comprehend, and I've been playing for more than 5 years.
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Jamastiene Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:40 AM
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18. "Wake Me Up When September Ends" by Green Day
I'm listening to it right now. Also, "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" and "Holiday" by Green Day as well. Here are the lyrics to all three songs songs:

Wake me up when September ends
Album: American Idiot
Written by Billie Joe Armstrong


Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends



boulevard of broken dreams
Album: American Idiot
Written by Billie Joe Armstrong


I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a


My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the borderline of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a

I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone


holiday
Album: American Idiot
Written by Billie Joe Armstrong


Hear the sound of the falling rain,
Coming down like and Armageddon flame,
The shame,
The ones who died without a name,
Hear the dogs howling out of key,
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery",
And bleed the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On Holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time,
Another protester has crossed the line,
To find the money's on the other side,
Can I get another Amen?
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men,
A gag,
A plastic bag on a monument

The representative from California has the floor

Zieg Heil to the president gas man,
Bombs away is your punishment,
Pulverize the Eiffel towers,
Who criticize your government,
Bang, Bang goes the broken glass,
Kill all the fags that don't agree,
Trials by fire setting fire,
Is not a way that's meant for me,
Just cause,
Just cause because we're outlaws, yeah!

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives,
I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday
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hiro Donating Member (120 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:49 AM
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20. earlier
That was the song (Wake Me up When September Ends) that described my mood earlier today. Just wanting this mess to end.

-H.
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Jamastiene Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:53 AM
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22. It's like we have all died and
gone to hell. I can't believe the bushite sheep think this is a godly world. If anything, they have destroyed anything beautiful and hopeful. This has been the longest 5 years of my life. I didn't think that was possible, because I had a horrible time during the Reagan years. This beats that.
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saltpoint Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:48 AM
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19. That's a great pick from the Stones. Bravo.
Tonight mine is:

"...Mama don't understand it
She wants to know where I been
I must be some kind of natural-born fool
To want to pass that way again

But you know, I could feel it
On a country road."

--James Taylor, "Country Road"
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saltpoint Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:58 AM
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23. Dammit, let me just throw in another one. By Leonard Cohen.
"Sister of Mercy"

All the Sisters of Mercy
they are not departed or gone
They were waiting for me
when I thought that I just can't go on
And they brought me their comfort
and later they brought me this song
Oh I hope you run into them
you who've been travelling so long

You who must leave everything
that you cannot control
It begins with your family
but soon it comes round to your soul
I've been where you're hanging
I think I can see how you're pinned
When you're not feeling holy
your loneliness says you have sinned

They lay down beside me
I made my confession to them
They touched both my eyes
and I touched the dew on their hem
If your life is a leaf
that the seasons tear off and condemn
they will bind you with love
that is graceful and green as a stem

When I left they were sleeping
I hope you run into them soon
Don't turn on the light
You can read their address by the moon
And it won't make me jealous
if I learn that they've sweetened your night
We weren't lovers like that
and besides it would still be all right
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Haole Girl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 01:05 AM
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24. Unwell, Matchbox 20
http://www.lyrics007.com/Matchbox%2020%20Lyrics/Unwell%20Lyrics.html

Unwell

All day
Staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Me
Talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Hey, how I used to be
How I used to be, yeah
Well I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be

http://youtube.com/watch?v=PWZs1oZbiN8&search=unwell
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jobycom Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 02:07 AM
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25. Enter Sandman--Metalica
Say your prayers little one
don't forget, my son
to include everyone

tuck you in, warm within
keep you free from sin
till the sandman he comes

sleep with one eye open
gripping your pillow tight

exit light
enter night
take my hand
off to never never land

something's wrong, shut the light
heavy thoughts tonight
and they aren't of snow white

dreams of war, dreams of liars
dreams of dragon's fire
and of things that will bite

sleep with one eye open
gripping your pillow tight

exit light
enter night
take my hand
off to never never land

now I lay me down to sleep
pray the lord my soul to keep
if I die before I wake
pray the lord my soul to take

hush little baby, don't say a word
and never mind that noise you heard
it's just the beast under your bed,
in your closet, in your head

exit light
enter night
grain of sand

exit light
enter night
take my hand
we're off to never never land
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TimeChaser Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 09:54 AM
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26. "La Vie Boheme" from Rent
I've still got a happy-fuzzy feeling from the anime convention. :D

The lyrics...

ANGEL
Who died?

BENNY
Our Akita

ANGEL, ROGER & COLLINS
Evita

BENNY
You make fun - yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people piss on your
Stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta,
Bohemia is dead

MARK
Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes

COLLINS & ROGER
Dies irae - dies illa, Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v'yitkadash

MARK
Here she lies, no one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On these nights when we
Celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ass to -
La vie Boheme

ALL
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme

MARK
To days of inspiration
Playing hookey, making
Something out of nothing
The need to express-
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane, going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hatind dear old Mom and Dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three-piece suits
To fruits - to no absolutes-
To Absolut - to choice-
To the Village Voice-
To any passing fad
To being an us for once ... instead of a them!!

ALL
La vie Boheme, La vie Boheme

MR. GREY
Ahhemm

MAUREEN
Hey Mister - she's my sister

WAITER
So that's five miso soup, four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls

ROGER
Eww

COLLINS
It tastes the same

MIMI
If you close your eyes

WAITER
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?

ALL
Wine and beer!

MIMI & ANGEL
To hand-crafted beers
Made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildoes, to curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

MAUREEN & COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation

MARK
Mucho masturbation

MAUREEN & COLLINS
Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new

COLLINS
To Sontag

ANGEL
To Sondheim

FOUR GIRLS
To anything taboo

COLLINS & ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan Cunnigham and Cage,

COLLINS
Lenny Bruse

ROGER
Langston Hughes

MAUREEN
To the stage

BOHEMIANS
To Uta. To Buddha. Pablo Neruda, too.

MARK & MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em

ALL
La vie Boheme

MR. GREY
Sisters?

MAUREEN & JOANNE
We're close

ANGELS & COLLINS
Brothers!

MARK, ANGEL & MIMI
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana

ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy
Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame - never playing the Fame Game

COLLINS
To marijuana

ALL
To sodomy, it's between God and me
To S & M

BENNY
Waiter ... Waiter ... Waiter ....... Waiter!

ALL
La vie Boheme

COLLINS
In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon
will commence immediately following dinner ...
Maureen Johnson, just
back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot,
will perform Native American tribal chants
backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello -
which she ain't never studied.

ROGER
And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability
to hold an erection on the high holy days.

MARK
And Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap,
will perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea
being stirred.
And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song.
That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz!"

COLLINS
Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions
from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub.

ANGEL
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist -
including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T.
virtual reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words

ALL
"Actual reality - Act Up - Fight AIDS"

MIMI
Excuse me - did I do something wrong?
I get invited - then ignored all night long

ROGER
I've been trying - I'm not lying
No one's perfect. I've got baggage

MIMI
Life's too short, babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine

ROGER
I should tell you

MIMI
I got baggage too

ROGER
I should tell you

ROGER & MIMI
Baggage

ALL
Wine and beer!

MIMI
AZT break

ROGER
You?

MIMI
Me. You?

ROGER
Mimi

ALL
Yeah! To dance!

MIMI
No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection
Muscle spasms, chiropractors, short-careers, eating disorders

ALL
Film!

MARK
Adventure, Tedium. No family, boring locations,
Dark rooms, perfect faces, egos, money,
Hollywood and sleaze!

ALL
Music!

ANGEL
Food of love, emotion, mathematics, isolation,
Rhythm, power, feeling, harmony, and heavy competition

ALL
Anarchy!

COLLINS & MAUREEN
Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions,
Forcing changes, risk, and danger,
Making noise and making pleas

ALL
To faggots, lezzies, dykes, cross dressers too

MAUREEN
To me!

MARK
To me!

COLLINS & ANGEL
To me!

ALL
To you, and you and you, you and you
To people living with, living with, living with
Not dying from disease!
Let he among us without sin
Be the first to condemn
La vie Boheme, la vie Boheme
La vie Boheme, la vie Boheme

MARK
Anyone out of the mainstream
Is anyone in the mainstream?
Anyone alive - with a sex drive
Tear down the wall
Aren't we all

The opposite of war isn't peace...
It's creation

ALL
Oooooh
La vie Boheme
VIVA, la vie Boheme!!
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rucky Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 09:58 AM
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27. I feel like "Bustin' Up A Starbucks"
It will always be
The end of time
The end of law
The end of life
The dogs will howl
And yank the leash
From tree to tree
From each to each

Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown?
You can’t even pry the nameplate off, now can you?
Fix it with your tiny fist there
James Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister
The only one that’s ever felt this is you
The force that’s forcing you
To feel like busting up a Starbucks.

This bitter drink
Has made you drunk
The thoughts you think
Become unthunk
The sea’s ablaze
The sky is too
The water’s red
And the flames are blue

Nyack! Ronkonkoma! East Orange! Piscataway!


-Mike Doughty
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jrandom421 Donating Member (367 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 10:11 AM
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28. Golden Oldie Blast from the Past
This was the theme song for my new wife and I, during my tour in Vietnam 1971-72.


We Got To Get Out Of This Place (7:42)
Written by Barry Mann & Cynthia Weil Appears on More Guitar (2003)


In this dirty old part of the city where the sun refuse to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in trying
Now, my girl, you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true,
You'll be dead before your time is due, (I know)

Watch my daddy in bed and dying
Watch his hair been turning grey
He's been working and slaving his life away, (Oh yes I know)

He's been working so hard
I've been working too baby, (every night and day)

(Chorus)

We've gotta get out of this place
if it's the last thing we ever do
We've gotta get out of this place
Girl there's a better life for me and you

Now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true
You'll be dead before your time is due, (I know it)

Watch my daddy in bed and dying
Watch his hair been turning grey
He's been working and slaving his life away (I know)

He's been working so hard
I've been working too baby,

(Chorus)

Somewhere baby
Somehow I know it baby

(Chorus)

Believe me baby
I know it baby
You know it too

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jrandom421 Donating Member (367 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 10:12 AM
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29. Golden Oldie Blast from the Past
This was the theme song for my new wife and I, during my tour in Vietnam 1971-72.


We Got To Get Out Of This Place (7:42)
Written by Barry Mann & Cynthia Weil Appears on More Guitar (2003)


In this dirty old part of the city where the sun refuse to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in trying
Now, my girl, you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true,
You'll be dead before your time is due, (I know)

Watch my daddy in bed and dying
Watch his hair been turning grey
He's been working and slaving his life away, (Oh yes I know)

He's been working so hard
I've been working too baby, (every night and day)

(Chorus)

We've gotta get out of this place
if it's the last thing we ever do
We've gotta get out of this place
Girl there's a better life for me and you

Now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true
You'll be dead before your time is due, (I know it)

Watch my daddy in bed and dying
Watch his hair been turning grey
He's been working and slaving his life away (I know)

He's been working so hard
I've been working too baby,

(Chorus)

Somewhere baby
Somehow I know it baby

(Chorus)

Believe me baby
I know it baby
You know it too

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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 10:39 AM
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30. thanks to a previous thread...

Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera.
Yo soy un hombre sincero,
De don de crece la palma,
Yo soy un hombre sincero,
De don de crece la palma,
Yantes des morirme guiero,
Echar mis versos del alma,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera.

Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera.
I'm just a man who is trying
To do some good before dying,
To ask each man and his brother,
To bear no ill toward each other.
This life will never be hollow,
To those who listen and follow.
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.

Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.
I write my rhymes with no learning,
And yet with truth they are burning,
But is the world waiting for them?
Or will they all just ignore them?
Have I a poet's illusion,
A dream to die in seclusion?
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.

Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira; guantanamera,
A little brook on a mountain,
The cooling spray of a fountain,
Arouse in me an emotion,
More than the vast boundless ocean,
For there's a wealth beyond measure,
In little things that we treasure,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera,
Guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.
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tinfoil tiaras Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 10:44 AM
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31. Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's
I only wish the guy I liked felt this way about me...

Lyrics
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Time Square cant shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me
wooooohwooooooooh woooooooooh

It's a really pretty song. Check it out.
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anarch Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 10:52 AM
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32. Joy Division, "Passover"
This is a crisis I knew had to come,
Destroying the balance I'd kept.
Doubting, unsettling and turning around,
Wondering what will come next.
Is this the role that you wanted to live?
I was foolish to ask for so much.
Without the protection and infancy's guard,
It all falls apart at first touch.

Watching the reel as it comes to a close,
Brutally taking its time,
People who change for no reason at all,
Its happening all of the time.
Can I go on with this train of events?
Disturbing and purging my mind,
Back out of my duties, when all's said and done,
I know that I'll lose every time.

Moving along in our God given ways,
Safety is sat by the fire,
Sanctuary from these feverish smiles,
Left with a mark on the door,
Is this the gift that I wanted to give?
Forgive and forget's what they teach,
Or pass through the deserts and wastelands once more,
And watch as they drop by the beach.

This is the crisis I knew had to come,
Destroying the balance I'd kept,
Turning around to the next set of lives,
Wondering what will come next.
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idgiehkt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 11:02 AM
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33. "All these things that I've done" The Killers
All These Things That I've Done Lyrics

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
...

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on
----------

only because I've had a lot of blowback from some of my actions in the last few months and some from something I inadvertently did the other day.

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deutsey Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 11:28 AM
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34. Talking Heads, Once in a Lifetime ("Letting the days go by...")
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miss_american_pie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 11:38 AM
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35. "Penny on the Floor" Clarks
there's a penny on the floor and you're gone
the television's on
have you found another man to take my place
there's a penny on the floor and i'm wise
i try to see in your eyes
but all i see is a reflection of my face
there's a penny on the floor and you're gone
i'm trying to right what's wrong
a stronger man might do it with more grace
there's a penny on the floor and i'm wise
i look up to the skies
i cry and pray and i stare out into space

there's a penny on the floor and you're standing at the door
turn around and say goodbye
a woman like you comes around just once a life

there's a penny on the floor and and i'm strong
i'll try to carry on
realizing no one can take your place
there's a penny on the floor and and i'm fine
i know it's gonna take some time
before i look at you without looking at my own face

penny on the floor i'm tired of the war
penny on the track are you coming back

there's a penny on the floor and it stays
as a tribute to the days
that were spent with you no one can take them away
there's a penny on the floor and it stays
as a tribute to the ways
you filled my soul with courage hope and grace

there's a penny on the floor and you're standing at the door
turn around and say goodbye
a woman like you comes around just once a life

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mduffy31 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 11:41 AM
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36. Grace is Gone Dave Matthews
Just replace Grace with "Jen" and that is my mood.

Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight
It's 2 am - I'm drunk again it's heavy on my mind
I could never love again so much as I love you
Where you end where I begin is like a river going through
Take my eyes take my heart I need them no more
If never again they fall upon the one I so adore

Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on

One drink to remember then another to forget
How could I ever dream to find sweet love like you again
One drink to remember and another to forget

Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone

You think of things impossible and the sun refuse to shine
I woke with you beside me your cold hand lay in mine

Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll go

Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone
One more drink my Grace is gone
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grimble_grumble Donating Member (42 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:01 PM
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38. It's the end of the world as we know it...
...and I feel fine!

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
in a fire, representing seven games, a government
for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team
by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh,
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...

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tinfoil tiaras Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:27 PM
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39. SWEET ACTION.
I love R.E.M. Alot. And I love that song.

Great choice! =D
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WritingIsMyReligion Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 12:48 PM
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40. I'm feeling enigmatic, long-winded, and oriental. So: "Aja"--Steely Dan
Edited on Mon Jul-17-06 12:49 PM by WritingIsMyReligion
Up on the hill
People never stare
They just don't care
Chinese music under banyan trees
Here at the dude ranch above the sea
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you

Up on the hill
They've got time to burn
There's no return
Double helix in the sky tonight
Throw out the hardware
Let's do it right
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you

Up on the hill
They think I'm okay
Or so they say
Chinese music always sets me free
Angular banjoes
Sound good to me
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you

:P :P
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ornotna Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jul-17-06 01:00 PM
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41. Well ok
I need Candy by MC Pee Pants

I want candy, bubblegum and taffy.
Skip to the sweet shop with my sweetheart, Sandy.
Got my pennies saved. so I'm a sugar daddy.
I'm her Hume Cronyn, she my Jessica Tandy.
I want candy!

I need candy, bubble gum and taffy,
Gonna get your ass beat nasty,
Do it so your dad sees, embarrass your whole family
Just cuz you came between a kid and his candy.
I need candy, any kind will do
Don't care if it's nutritious or FDA approved.
It's gonna make me spaz like bobcats on booze,
A hyperactive juice that only I can produce
To fuel a giant drill to bore straight into hell
Releasing ancient demons from their sleep-forever spell
So they can walk upon the earth and get resituated
And hawk the diet pills MC Pee Pants has created.

Mess up the mix, mix up the mess
Come on down, yo here's the address
6-1-2 Wharf Avenue
6-1-2 Wharf Avenue





What can I tell you, I got a sweet toof today.
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