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Post by goods on Jan 18, 2008 13:25:29 GMT -5
I love both those songs RO and Saucy.... I have sang (screamed) those songs many a time to myself in the car.
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Post by jules on Jan 18, 2008 14:13:10 GMT -5
I love both those songs RO and Saucy.... I have sang (screamed) those songs many a time to myself in the car. Ha! Me too! Doing The Unstuck ~ The Cure it's a perfect day for letting go for setting fire to bridges boats and other dreary worlds you know let's get happy! it's a perfect day for making out to wake up with a smile without a doubt to burst grin giggle bliss skip jump and sing and shout let's get happy! but it's much to late you say for doing this now we should have done it then well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never too late to get up and go it's a perfect day for kiss and swell for rip-zipping button-popping kiss and well... there's loads of other stuff can make you yell let's get happy! it's a perfect day for doing the unstuck for dancing like you can't hear the beat and you don't give a further thought to things like feet let's get happy! but it's much too late you say for doing this now we should have done it then well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never to late to get up and go kick out the gloom kick out the blues tear out the pages with all the bad news pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls tear up the stairs and tear up the floors oh just burn down the house! burn down the street! turn everything red and the beat is complete with the sound of your world going up in fire it's a perfect day to throw back your head and kiss it all goodbye it's a perfect day for getting wild forgetting all your worries life and everything that makes you cry let's get happy! it's a perfect day for dreams come true for thinking big and doing anything you want to do let's get happy! but it's much to late you say for doing this now we should have done it then well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never too late to get up and go kick out the gloom kick out the blues tear out the pages with all the bad news pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls tear up the stairs and tear up the floors oh just burn down the house! burn down the street! turn everything red and the dream is complete with the sound of your world going up in fire it's a perfect day to throw back your head and kiss it all goodbye
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Post by RO on Jan 18, 2008 14:38:43 GMT -5
Don Mclean ~ American Pie
A long, long time ago... I can still remember How that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver With every paper I’d deliver. Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride, But something touched me deep inside The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie. Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love, And do you have faith in God above, If the Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock ’n roll, Can music save your mortal soul, And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him `cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck, But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died.
I started singin’, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone, But that’s not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the king and queen, In a coat he borrowed from james dean And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down, The jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned; No verdict was returned. And while lennon read a book of marx, The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died.
We were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass. The players tried for a forward pass, With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance, Oh, but we never got the chance! `cause the players tried to take the field; The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?
We started singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space With no time left to start again. So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! Jack flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell Could break that satan’s spell. And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite, I saw satan laughing with delight The day the music died
He was singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news, But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the sacred store Where I’d heard the music years before, But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
And in the streets: the children screamed, The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken; The church bells all were broken. And the three men I admire most: The father, son, and the holy ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died.
And they were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
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Post by jules on Jan 18, 2008 15:19:22 GMT -5
The Heart of Every Girl ~ Elton John
In the heart of every girl There's a woman waking up Like sunlight spreads across the world A smile for us is just enough But in the heart of every girl There's a homespun family dream A light that's filled with so much joy From a curly-head beauty to a teenage queen
And honeymoons in summer prove We'll always love a bride The gift you give us all Is the one you hold inside This lucky life, this crazy mixed up world Is all because we love what lives In the heart of every girl.
In the heart of every girl There's always room for Valentines And boys to kneel and tip their hands With words as sweet as summer wine And in the heart of every girl There is a rose for every spring A peach that's fragrant and divine She shines just like a wedding ring.
And honeymoons in summer prove We'll always love a bride The gift you give us all Is the one you hold inside This lucky life, this crazy mixed up world Is all because we love what lives In the heart of every girl.
Eyes can light up any room The moment she steps in Intoxicating everyone A life alone should be a sin.
And honeymoons in summer prove We'll always love a bride The gift you give us all Is the one you hold inside This lucky life, this crazy mixed up world Is all because we love what lives In the heart of every girl.
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Post by RO on Jan 19, 2008 11:35:40 GMT -5
America ~ Horse with No Name On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz And the sky with no clouds The heat was hot and the ground was dry But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain La, la ...
After two days in the desert sun My skin began to turn red After three days in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed And the story it told of a river that flowed Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain La, la ...
After nine days I let the horse run free 'Cause the desert had turned to sea There were plants and birds and rocks and things there was sand and hills and rings The ocean is a desert with it's life underground And a perfect disguise above Under the cities lies a heart made of ground But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain La, la ...
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Post by kittenhart on Jan 19, 2008 22:32:59 GMT -5
Haven't heard that one in ages, RO.
Everybody's Broken - Bon Jovi
Welcome to the party, Come on in and disappear. You're feeling like stranger, But all your friends are here. Little lies and cracks, Around your eyes and mouth, Something's trying to get in, Something's trying to get out...
It's ok, to be a little broken, Everybody's broken, in this life, It's ok, to feel a little broken, Everybody's broken, you're alright, It's just life.
Step into the deep end, Make yourself at home. When you wonder why your breathing, Know your not alone. It's so hard to believe, It's easier to doubt, You're trying to hold in, But your dying to scream out...
It's ok to be a little broken, Everybody's broken, In this life. It's ok to feel a little broken, Everybody's broken, you're alright, It's alright, it's just life.
Take a look around, Tell me what you see. Is who you think you are, Who you want to be?
It's ok, to be a little broken, Everybody's broken, in this life. It's ok, to feel a little broken, Everybody's broken, you're alright. Just keep on going, Eyes wide open, Everybody's broken Everybody's broken.
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Post by RO on Jan 20, 2008 12:20:04 GMT -5
EAGLES ~ Take It Easy
Well, I'm running down the road tryin' to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind, Four that wanna own me, Two that wanna stone me, One says she's a friend of mine Take It easy, take it easy Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy Lighten up while you still can don't even try to understand Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy Well, I'm a standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona and such a fine sight to see It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford slowin' down to take a look at me Come on, baby, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again so open up, I'm climbin' in, so take it easy Well I'm running down the road trying to loosen my load, got a world of trouble on my mind lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, she's so hard to find Take it easy, take it easy don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy come on baby, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me, oh oh oh Oh we got it easy We oughta take it easy
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Post by jules on Jan 20, 2008 12:51:52 GMT -5
saucy, I love that song. It's like my dream relationship.
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Post by Sass on Jan 20, 2008 20:24:16 GMT -5
My Father's Gun Elton John
My Fathers Gun lyrics
From this day on I own my father's gun We dug his shallow grave beneath the sun I laid his broken body down below the southern land It wouldn't do to bury him where any Yankee stands
I'll take my horse and I'll ride the northern plain To wear the color of the greys and join the fight again I'll not rest until I know the cause is fought and won From this day on until I die I'll wear my father's gun
I'd like to know where the riverboat sails tonight To New Orleans well that's just fine alright `Cause there's fighting there and the company needs men So slip us a rope and sail on round the bend
As soon as this is over we'll go home To plant the seeds of justice in our bones To watch the children growing and see the women sewing There'll be laughter when the bells of freedom ring
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Post by RO on Jan 20, 2008 22:31:08 GMT -5
for jules Billy Joel ~ Piano ManIts nine oclock on a saturday The regular crowd shuffles in Theres an old man sitting next to me Makin love to his tonic and gin He says, son, can you play me a memory? Im not really sure how it goes But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger mans clothes La la la, de de da La la, de de da da da Chorus: Sing us a song, youre the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, were all in the mood for a melody And youve got us feelin alright Now john at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And hes quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But theres someplace that hed rather be He says, bill, I believe this is killing me. As the smile ran away from his face Well Im sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place Oh, la la la, de de da La la, de de da da da Now paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And hes talkin with davy whos still in the navy And probably will be for life And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, theyre sharing a drink they call loneliness But its better than drinkin alone Chorus Its a pretty good crowd for a saturday And the manager gives me a smile cause he knows that its me theyve been comin to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, man, what are you doin here? Oh, la la la, de de da La la, de de da da da Chorus
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Post by RO on Jan 21, 2008 14:12:41 GMT -5
Radiohead ~ Fake Plastic Trees (acoustic version)
Her green plastic watering can For her fake chinese rubber plant In fake plastic earth. That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plants Just to get rid of itself. And it wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns. He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins. And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out.
She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love. But I cant help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out.
And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted, All the time, all the time, ohhh... ohh...
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Post by goods on Jan 21, 2008 17:32:33 GMT -5
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Post by goods on Jan 21, 2008 18:35:46 GMT -5
Soul Coughing - Screenwriter's Blues
Exits to freeways wisted like knots on the fingers jewels cleaving skin between breasts.
Your Cadillac breathes four hundred horses over blue lines you are going to Reseda to make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't know
you spin like the cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television and the radio is on and the radioman is speaking and the radioman says women were a curse so men built Paramount studios and men built Columbia studios and men built Los Angeles
it is 5 am and you are listening to Los Angeles
And the radioman says it is a beautiful night out there! And the radioman says Rock and Roll lives! And the radioman says it is a beautiful night out there in Los Angeles you live in Los Angeles and you are going to Reseda; we are all in some way or another going to Reseda someday to die and the radioman laughs because the radioman fucks a model too
Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing in other words fly Los Angeles beckons the teenagers to come to her on buses; Los Angeles loves love
it is 5 am and you are listening to Los Angeles
I am going to Los Angeles to built a screenplay about lovers who murder each other I am going to Los Angeles to see my own name on a screen, five feet long and luminous as the radioman says it is 5 am and the sun has charred the other side of the world and come back to us and painted the smoke over our heads an imperial violet it is 5 am and you are listening to Los Angeles.
You are listening. You are listening. You are listening. You are listening.
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Post by jules on Jan 21, 2008 18:47:08 GMT -5
for jules Billy Joel ~ Piano ManAw, I missed this before! Thanks, babe! Love me some Billy Joel. Modern Woman You see her sitting with her coffee and her paper With her high top sneakers of italian design With a long cool stare she aggravates the tension Makes up her face while she makes up her mind Now you're in trouble, maybe she's an intellectual What if she figures out you're not very smart Or maybe she's the quiet type who's into heavy metal Boy, you got to get it settled Cause she's breaking your heart Don't try to put on an act You can't do that to a modern woman And you're an old fashioned man She understands the things you're doin' She's a modern woman She looks sleek and she seems so professional She's got a lot of confidence, it's easy to see You want to make a move But you feel so inferior Cause under that exterior Is someone who's free She's got style and she's got her own money So she's not another honey you can quickly disarm She's got the eyes that make you realize She won't be hypnotized by your usual charm You've got your plan of attack That won't attract the modern woman Whe you're an old fashioned man She understands the things you're doin' She's a modern woman Time goes by and you're sharing an apartment She says she loves you but she doesn't know why In the morning she leaves you with your coffee and your paper It's a strange situation for an old fashioned guy But times have changed Things are not the same, baby You overcame such a bad attitude Rock and roll just used to be for kicks And nowadays it's politics And after 1986 what else could be new You got to learn to relax And face the facts of modern woman And you're an old fashioned man She understands the things you're doin' She's a modern woman
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Post by RO on Jan 22, 2008 2:05:10 GMT -5
Israel Kamakawiwo Ole' - Somewhere Over The Rainbow
Ooooo oooooo ohoohohoo Ooooo ohooohoo oooohoo Ooooo ohoohooo oohoooo Oohooo oohoooho ooooho Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high And the dreams that you dreamed of Once in a lullaby ii ii iii Somewhere over the rainbow Blue birds fly And the dreams that you dreamed of Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh Someday I'll wish upon a star Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii
Well I see trees of green and Red roses too, I'll watch them bloom for me and you And I think to myself What a wonderful world
Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white And the brightness of day I like the dark and I think to myself What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people passing by I see friends shaking hands Saying, "How do you do?" They're really saying, I...I love you I hear babies cry and I watch them grow, They'll learn much more Than we'll know And I think to myself What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld
Someday I'll wish upon a star, Wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I? I hiii ?
Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo
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