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Post by Zwip on Apr 19, 2004 9:53:08 GMT -5
EDIT: Moved One Week down one space
One Week
By Barenaked Ladies
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It's been - One Week since you looked at me Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry" Five days since you laughed at me Said "Get that togther, come back and see me" Three days since the living room I realized it's all my fault but couldn't tell you Yesterday you'd forgiven me But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry
Hold me now and watch me hoodwink I make you stop, think You'll think you're lookin' at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish Although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi cuz it's never touched a frying pan Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rhimes Because I'm all about value Burt Kamphert's got the mad hits We try to match wits You try to hold me but I bust through Can I make a break and take a fake I'd like a stinkin' achin' shake I like vanilla it's the finest of the flavors Seen the show cuz then you know The vertigo is gonna roll And it's so dangerous you have to sign a waiver
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad Tryin' hard not to smile tho I feel bad I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean, well you soon will I have a tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of takin' off my shirt
It's been - One week since you looked at me Threw your arms in the air and said "You're crazy" Five days since you tackled me I still got the rug burns on both my knees Three days since the afternoon You realized it's not my fault not a moment too soon Yesterday you'd forgiven me And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry
(Musical interlude)
Chickity china, the chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin Watchin' X-Files with no lights on We're De La Maison I hope the Smoking Man's in this one Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic Like Sting I'm tantric Like Snickers, guarenteed to satisfy Like Kurosawa I make mad films Kay I don't make films but if I did they'd have a samurai Gonna get a set of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs So my irons aren't always flyin' off the backswing Get in tune with Sailor Moon Cuz that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad Tryin' hard not to smile tho I feel bad I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean, well you soon will I have a tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losin' my shirt
It's been - One week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to the side and said "I'm sorry" Five days since I laughed at you and said "You just did what I thought you were gonna do" Three days since the living room We realized we're both to blame But what could we do Yesterday you just smiled at me Cuz it'll still be two days till we say "We're sorry"
it'll still be two days till we say "We're sorry" it'll still be two days till we say "We're sorry" Benchmark Stadium, home of the Robbie...
EDIT: DEAR GOD, that was a pain to type out - I did it listening to the CD...I heard those Damned rant parts about 80 times -_-
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Post by Zwip on Apr 19, 2004 9:57:03 GMT -5
EDIT: Moved Be My Yoko Ono down one space
Be My Yoko Ono
By Barenaked Ladies
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And if there's someone you can live without Then do so And if there's someone that you can just shove out Well do so
You can be my Yoko Ono You can follow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono, whoa oh
Well isn't it beautiful to see two people So much in love? Barenaked ass, two virgins hand in hand and hand in glove And now that I'm far away it doesn't seem to me to be such a pain To have you hanging off my ankle like Some kinda ball and chain
You can be my Yoko Ono You can follow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono whoa oh Be my Yoko - Oh no, here we go Our life is one big pun As Yoko sings all AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY....
I know that when I say this I may be steppin' on pins and needles But I don't like all these people Slaggin' her for breakin' up the Beatles Don't blame it on Yokey I mean, if I was john, and you were Yoko I would gladly give up musical genius Just to have you as my very own Personal Venus
You can be my Yoko Ono You can follow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono whoa oh
(a capella) Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh(/a capella)
Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono, whoa oh Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono, whoa oh Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono, whooooah ohhhh
Not as big a pain to write from-cd as One Week, but still a bit of a pain.
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Post by Zwip on Apr 19, 2004 10:05:07 GMT -5
Brian Wilson
By Barenaked Ladies
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Drove downtown in the rain 9:30 on a tuesday night Just to check out the late night Record shop Call it impulsive Call it compulsive Call it insane But when I'm surrounded, I just can't stop It's a matter of instinct, a matter of conditioning And a matter of fact You can call me Pavlov's Dog Ring a bell and I'll salivate How'd you like that? Dr. Landy, tell me you're not just a pedagoge Cuz right now I'm
Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did Well I'm, lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
So I'm lying here Just staring at the ceiling tiles And I'm thinking about What to think about Just listening and relistening To Smiley Smile And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative draught Because
Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did Well I'm, Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
And If you wanna find me I'll be Out in the sandbox Just wondering where the hell All the love has gone Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun And singing "Fun Fun Fun"
Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did Well I'm, Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
(musical interlude)
I had a dream That I was 300 pounds And though I was very heavy I floated till I could not see the ground I floated till I couldn't see the ground, oh Somebody help me I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me Because I'm
Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did Well I'm, Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Drove downtown in the rain 9:30 on a tuesday night Just to check out the late night Record shop Call it impulsive Call it compulsive Call it insane But when I'm surrounded, I just can't stop
(Musical interlude 2, song ends)
EDIT: Even less of a pain, since I've listened to this one so much...
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Post by Zwip on Apr 19, 2004 10:12:52 GMT -5
Get In Line
By Barenaked Ladies
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Everywhere I go someone's trying to be my girlfriend's best friend I try to pretend I'm relaxed but I'm playing castanets with my knees I try to be cool and give her space But a guy's always there ready to jump right up And take my place Everyone in this room seems to want to make a big fool out of me
Everybody open your mouth Everybody just say Ahh Everything'll be alright If you play along
Everywhere I go there's someone in a trenchcoat staring at me When I'm not at home I'm sure someone's rummaging through my trash Whatever could they want from me? Is it all just a part of a big government conspiricy? I gotta go see my doctor about this itchy pentagram shaped rash
Everybody open your mough Everybody just say Ahh Everything'll be all right This won't hurt at all
Everybody get in line Everybody turn and cough Everything'll be all right If you just lay off
Dictate a memo to my myself Try to find if I'm the only one in complete health Consult contempories if there're some to see There really isn't anyone who's in my league...
Every night at late someone thinks they've got a fine bead on me I try to take three deep breaths as I lock in on my minivan Everyone says I'm looking great But it's hard to stand up let alone to try to concentrate I wish that everyone that I knew hadn't sold out to the man
Everybody open your mouth Everybody just say Aah Everything'll be all right This won't hurt at all
Everybody get in line Everybody turn and cough Everything'll be all right If you just lay - Everything'll be all right If you just lay - Everything'll be all right If you just lay off
EDIT: Phew. More later. Fingers tired.
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Post by ShiningKnight on Apr 28, 2004 19:33:41 GMT -5
Artist: Gary Jules Song: Mad World Very Slow. I like it
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where Going no where Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression No expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow No tomorrow And I find I kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday Happy birthday And I feel the way that every child should Sit and listen Sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me No one new me Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson Look right through me Look right through me And I find I kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world Enlarging your world Mad world
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Post by Sammael on Apr 29, 2004 14:38:08 GMT -5
SONG: YELLOW/Lellow Artist: Coldplay
Look at the stars; look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow
I came along; I wrote a song for you And all the things you do And it was called yellow
So then I took my turn Oh what a thing to have done And it was all yellow
Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful D'you know? You know I love you so You know I love you so
I swam across; I jumped across for you Oh what a thing to do 'Cos you were all yellow
I drew a line; I drew a line for you Oh what a thing to do And it was all yellow
And your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful D'you know? For you I bleed myself dry For you I bleed myself dry
It's true Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for… Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine
Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And all the things that you do
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Post by ShiningKnight on May 5, 2004 9:43:50 GMT -5
Song:The Boys are back in town Band: Thin Lizzy Every1 should know this one
Guess who just got back today? Them wild-eyed boys that had been away Haven't changed, haven't much to say But man, I still think them cats are crazy
They were asking if you were around How you was, where you could be found Told them you were living downtown Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town The boys are back in town I said The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town
You know that chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot I mean she was steaming
And that time over at Johnny's place Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place If that chick don't want to know, forget her
The boys are back in town The boys are back in town I said The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town
Spread the word around Guess who's back in town
You spread the word around
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill Down at Dino's bar and grill The drink will flow and blood will spill And if the boys want to fight, you'd better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long Won't be long till summer comes Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town Spread the word around The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boy's are back, the boys are back
The boy's are back in town again Been hangin' down at Dino's The boy's are back in town again
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Post by ShiningKnight on May 5, 2004 9:47:22 GMT -5
Song:Mexican Wine Band: Fountains of Wayne
He was killed by a cellular phone explosion They scattered his ashes across the ocean The water was used to make baby lotion The wheels of promotion were set into motion
But the sun still shines in the summertime I'll be yours if you'll be mine I tried to change, but I changed my mind Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
She lived alone in a small apartment Across the street from the health department She left her pills in the glove compartment That was the afternoon her heart went
And the sun still shines in the summertime I'll be yours if you'll be mine I tried to change, but I changed my mind I think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine I think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
I used to fly for United Airlines Then I got fired for reading High Times My license expired in almost no time Now I'm retired, and I think that's fine
Because the sun still shines in the summertime I'll be yours if you'll be mine I tried to change, but I changed my mind I think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
Because the sun still shines in the summertime I'll be yours if you'll be mine I tried to change, but I changed my mind I think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine I think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine Won't you have another glass of Mexican Wine?
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Post by ShiningKnight on May 5, 2004 10:03:20 GMT -5
Song: Chop Suey! Band: System of a Down
Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little (makeup), Grab a brush and put a little, Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade away the, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go create another fable
You wanted to, Grab a brush and put a little makeup, You wanted to, Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup, You wanted to, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table, You wanted to,
I don't think you trust, In, my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,
Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little (makeup), Grab a brush and put a little, Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade away the, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go create another fable
You wanted to, Grab a brush and put a little makeup, You wanted to, Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup, You wanted to, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table, You wanted to,
I don't think you trust, In, my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die In my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit, Father, into your hands, Why have you forsaken, In your eyes forsaken me In your thoughts forsaken me, In your heart forsaken, me oh,
Trust in my self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die, In my self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die.
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Post by kohaku262 on May 7, 2004 20:01:23 GMT -5
Song: i'm still here Artist:jonny rzeznic
I have a question to the world, Not an answer to be heard. All a moment that's held in your arms. And what do you think you'd ever say? I won't listen anyway… You don't know me, And I’ll never be what you want me to be.
And what do you think you'd understand? I'm a boy, not a man. You can take me and throw me away. And how can you learn what's never shown? Yeah, you stand here on your own. They don't know me 'cause I'm not here.
And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change, They’re the ones that stay the same. The don’t know me, 'Cause I’m not here.
And you see the things they never see All you wanted, I could be Now you know me, and I'm not afraid And I wanna tell you who I am Can you help me be a man? They can break me As long as I know who I am
And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change, They’re the ones that stay the same. They can’t see me, But I’m still here.
They can’t tell me who to be, ‘Cause I’m not what they see. And the world is still sleepin’, While I keep on dreamin’ for me. And their words are just whispers And lies that I’ll never believe.
And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can they say I never change They’re the ones that stay the same. I’m the one now, ‘Cause I’m still here.
I’m the one, ‘Cause I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m still here.
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Post by Grimm on May 10, 2004 16:18:13 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300] Song: Passion and the Opera Artist: Nightwish
Princess of lust Dignity put to dust A virginal sight Their apple to bite
Drink from my thighs The rain of lies A sight so cursed Breasts which never nursed
An Aphrodite for mortal souls Playing hide and seek in lecherous roles Their erotic hour my tearless weep Their satisfaction my infinite sleep
Naked limbs reflecting from the moon I'll be there for you soon First wish for this night: Let me be your delight
Body of a virgin Soul to the Devil's kin Your God is me In all that you see
An Aphrodite for mortal souls Playing hide and seek in lecherous roles Their erotic hour my tearless weep Their satisfaction my infinite sleep[/glow]
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Post by Grimm on Jun 17, 2004 9:24:22 GMT -5
Artist: Placebo Song: Every You Every Me
Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion’s spent. My hearts a tart, your body’s rent. My body’s broken, yours is spent.
Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there’s nothing else to do, Every me and every you.
Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse.
In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz there’s nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every me...he
Sucker love is known to swing. Prone to cling and waste these things. Pucker up for heavens sake. There’s never been so much at stake.
I serve my head up on a plate. It’s only comfort, calling late. Cuz there’s nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every me...he
Every me and every you, Every me...he
Like the naked leads the blind. I know I’m selfish, I’m unkind. Sucker love I always find, Someone to bruise and leave behind.
All alone in space and time. There’s nothing here but what here’s here’s mine. Something borrowed, something blue. Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every me...he
Every me and every you, Every me...he (x4)
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Post by Aya on Jun 21, 2004 12:21:32 GMT -5
lol. >> << Somebody has time on there hands.
lol.....I miss everyone -_-
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Post by Kai on Sept 26, 2004 16:37:34 GMT -5
Squirrel IT ALL Squirrel THIS WORLD Squirrel EVERY THING YOU STAND FOR DON'T BELONG DON'T EXIST DON'T GIVE A SHIT DON'T EVER JUDGE ME
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Post by ShadowFox on Oct 29, 2004 18:27:35 GMT -5
Oh I love music to! I just, know only one of these songs that's up. The country song, songs about rain. I like that one. and from the sounds of one of them, I'm rather glad for my currenly lack of knowlege right now. ... ok maybe ther's about one or two others that I'm familare with.
Oh, hear is one of my favorits. The Key of the Twilight.
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile Tell me of a story never ever told in the past
Take me back to the land Where my yearnings were born The key to open the door is in your hand Now fly me there
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming wind Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
Consolations, be there In my dreamland to come The key to open the door is in your hand Now take me there
I believe in fantasies invisible to me In the land of misery I'm searchin' for the sign To the door of mystery and dignity I'm wandering down, and searchin' down the secret sun
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile Tell me of a story never ever told in the past
Take me back to the land Where my yearnings were born The key to open the door is in your hand Now take me there to the land of twilight
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