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 Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 11:50 pm
Flashlight Brown - Lose the Shades
Ten minutes on a quarter-pipe
With nothing there but blood and me
David Watts, if you call me a loser --
I'm afraid I will agree
Hey David if you lose the shades
Then maybe God will let you be (talk to me!)
That David, he could jump a house
But he would never talk to me
Hardcore behind a wall of dreads
The swooning women wish him luck
David Watts -- he won't teach them much
But he will show them how to ******** David if you lose the shades
Then maybe God will let you be (talk to me!)
That David, he could jump a house
But he would never talk to me
Now I hope that you tell me what I ought to say
So that I will be half as cool one day
And I get down on my knees and pray
That you won't have to see the world my way
Ten minutes on a quarter-pipe
With nothing there but blood and me
David Watts, if you call me a loser --
I'm afraid I will agree
Hey David if you lose the shades
Then maybe God will let you be (talk to me!)
That David, he could jump a house
But he would never talk to me (talk to me!)
Hey David, he won't talk to me
He won't talk to me!
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 6:46 am
Aerosmith - I Don't Want To Miss A Thing
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
'Cause I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah
I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna miss a thing
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 9:20 pm
Beginning theme to Samurai Champloo
Yeah, sharp like the edge of a samurai sword
The metal blade cuts through flesh and bone
Though my mind's at peace, the world's out of order
In this inner heat, life gets colder.
Oh yes, I have to find my path
No less walk on earth, water and fire
The elements compose a magnum opus
My modus opporadum is amalgum
steel packed tight in micro
chip on my armor, the sign of all-pro
The ultimate reward, is honor not awards
At odds with the times of wars with no lords
A freelancer, a battlecry of a hawk
makes a dove fly and a tear dry.
Wonder why lone wolf don't run with the klan
Only trust your instincts and be one with the plan
Some days, some nights, some live and die in the way of the samurai
Some fight, some bleed, sun up to sun down in the sons of battlecry!
Some days, some nights, some live and die in the name of the samurai
Some fight, some bleed, sun up to sundown as the sons of a battlecy.
A battlecry.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 9:23 am
The Pillows - I Think I Can
My twin who looks like me
but not that much
What's the matter?
Even your shoelaces
are just left untied
You're spacing out
The kiss of the hyena
that's lying in wait for us
A narrow escape
A bet that's almost impossible
by anybody's bet
I want to enjoy it
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
In the black forest without
day or night
The brave chameleon was
glaring at the discarded
compass
You went away without
saying a word
Your simple Dear John
was carved into the door
'I CAN'
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
(Repeat)
I found out about your
irreplaceable dream
Now I can't fool anyone anymore
sleeping or waking, I'm repeating
'I CAN'
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
(Repeat)
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 10:36 am
No Compassion - Talking Heads
In a world
where people have problems
In this world
where decisions are a way of life
Other people's problems they overwhelm my mind
They say compassion is a virtue, but I don't have the time
So many people...have their problems
I'm not interested...in their problems
I guess I've...experienced some problems
But now I've...made some decisions
Takes a lot of time to push away the nonsense
Take my compassion...Push it as far as it goes
My interest level's dropping, my interest level is dropping
I've heard all I want to, I don't want to hear any more
What are you, in love with your problems?
I think you take it...a little too far
It's...not so cool to have so many problems
But don't expect me to explain your indecisions
Go...talk to your analyst, isn't that what they're paid for
You walk, you talk...You still function like you used to
It's not a question...Of your personality or style
Be a little more selfish, it might do you some good
In a world where people have problems
In this world where decisions are a way of life
Other people's problems, they overwhelm my mind
They say compassion is a virtue, but I don't have the time
(Here we go again)
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 8:34 pm
"Grow Old with You" - Adam Sandler
I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
I'll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
Need you
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 8:44 pm
Aerosmith - Dueces Are Wild
I love to look into your big brown eyes
They talk to me and seem to hypnotize
They say the things nobody dares to say
And I'm not about to let you fly away
My lover with no jet lag
We're staying up all night in my sleeping bag
You got a heart beatin' rhythm from the subterranean
I really love you little girl
I don't need to explain
I love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girl
Like a double shot of love is so fine
I been lovin' you since you was a child, girl
'Cause you and me is two of a kind
Ah, like deja vu I feel like I've been here
Or somewhere else but you've been always near
It's you that's in my dreams I'm begging for
But I woke up when someone slammed the door
So hard I fell outta bed
Screamin' mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread
And the moral of the story I can testify
I get stoned on you girl
That's the best reason why
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 8:54 pm
"Music of the Night" - Andrew Lloyd Weber
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation.
Darkness stires and wakes imagination.
Silently, the senses abandon their defences,
Helpless to resist the notes I write.
For I compose the music of the night.
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it, sense it, termulous and tendor.
Hearing is believing, music is deceiving.
Hard as lightning, soft as candlelight -
Dare you trust the music of the night?
Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark it is easy to pretend
That the truth is what it ought to be.
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you.
Hear it, feel it secretly possess you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight -
The darkness of the music of the night.
Close your eyes, start a journey to a strange new world.
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before.
Close your eyes and let music set you free...
Only then can you belong to me.
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication.
Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation.
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write -
The power of the music of the night.
You alone can make my song take flight...
Help me make the music of the night.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 8:57 pm
Child Of The Moon - The Rolling Stones
The wind blows rain into my face
The sun glows at the end of the highway
Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Oh, child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
She shivers, by the light she is hidden
She flickers like a lamp lady vision
Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
The first car on the foggy road riding
The last star for my lady is pining
Oh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise
Oh, child of the moon
Give me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced,
wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 9:24 pm
The Blood Brothers - Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Crash
Those tire tracks
zigzag your torso like a Devil's self portrait.
The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets,
the wincing relatives...
you bid her farewell then got in your car
and that's the last thing that you can recall.
and when they pulled you out
you didn't know your name
exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame...
you met Jane four years ago today
dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.
Her newspaper gown, flashing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,
her tired underpants...
Love [x12]
rhymes with pity now
Love [x12]
rhymes with sympathy now
Jane let you touch and feel her
she was so free like a pineapple in a tree
You said it's dangerous
to be so intimate
You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.
Jane said when she laid on her back
the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.
But some things never get better
like used cars and bad livers.
So you traded her in for a better looking brand.
One with fake porno tits
a pad lock on her lips
disposable tan
biodegradable hands.
Back at the hospital
you got no visitors at all.
She visits you in your sleep,
but that newspaper gown is always on fire [x2]
She met him a week after you left her
when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
and then they did all the things
you never said that you wanted.
And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.
And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.
Yesterday you gave your burden a name.
Yesterday you gave your burden a face.
But your burden it looks a lot like her.
Love [x12]
rhymes with pity now
Love [x12]
rhymes with sympathy now
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 10:13 pm
Tentative Decisions - Talking Head
Now that I can
Release my tensions
Let me make clear
My best intentions
Girls ask and I
define decision
Boys ask and I
describe their function
Oh the boys
want to talk
Like to to talk about those problems
And the girls
say they're concerned
And they are
concerned with these decisions
And it's all
Hard Logic
To follow and the
Girls get lost
And the boys
say they're concerned
But they are
concerned with these decisions
I wanna talk
I wanna talk as much as I want
I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give the problem to you
I wanna talk
I wanna talk as much as I want
I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give the problem to you
Decide, decide
Make up your mind
Decide, decide
I told you what to say
Confuse, confuse
Describe what I found
Confuse, confuse
I told you what to say
Oh the girls
Still want to talk
Want to talk about those problems
And the boys
say they're concerned
But they are concerned with these decisions
And it's all
Hard Logic
I know
and the girls get lost
And the boys
say they're concerned
And they are concerned with these decisions
I wanna talk
I wanna talk as much as I want
I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give the problem to you
I wanna talk
I wanna talk as much as I want
I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give the problem to you
Decide, decide
Make up your mind
Decide, decide
I told you what to say
Confuse, confuse
Describe what I found
Confuse, confuse
I told you what to say
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 6:56 pm
Kielbasa - Tenacious D
[spoken]
[KG:] Dude, we gotta ********' write something new. C'mon.
[strums]
[JB:] I don't like that. So far ba--, off to a bad start.
[strums again]
[JB:] Better, closer, warmer.
[strums again]
[JB:] That's it. Okay.
[sung]
I love ya baby but all I can think about is
Kielbasa sausage, your butt cheeks is warm.
I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform.
Now get it on!
I see you walkin', but all I can think about is
Dianetics, your butt cheeks is warm.
I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform.
Now I've been set loose-ah,
I'm shooting my juice-ah,
Right in your caboose.
Now ********' get it on!
Now get it on.
Get it on!
Dianetics Jr. much better than Krishna,
Dianetics Jr. much better indeed,
And all you people here you're tremendous,
(Except the people in the back),
And you're smokin' up a big-a** bowl of weed
With me, me and KG.
All right!
Oh yeah,
All right! Oh my God!
All the ladies in the house say yeah (yeah),
C'mon, you ******** say a prayer (prayer),
When ya fight, ya gotsta fight fair,
You ********, ho, you ********,
You know what time it is?
Tenacious D time, you ********, go! <******** yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
[spoken]
Dude, that was TNT.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 7:04 pm
R.E.M. - Losing My Religion
Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 10:16 pm
F U N - Spongebob Squarepants
Spongebob:
It's not about winning, it's about fun!
Plankton:
What's that?
Spongebob:
Fun is when you... sorta like.... fun is about... What is fun? Here. Let me spell it for you.
Chorus: Spongebob
F is for friends who do stuff together
U is for you and me
N is for anywhere and anytime at all
Down here in the deep blue sea
Plankton:
F is for fire burning the whole town!
U is for uranium...... bombs
N is for no survivors!
Spongebob:
Plankton! Those things aren't what fun is all about! Do it like this!
Spongebob:
F is for friends who do stuff together
Plankton, interrupting:
No! That's completely idiotic!
Spongebob:
Here, let me help you.
Chorus, Spongebob:
F is for friendsa who do stuff together
U is for you and me, try it!
Plankton finishs:
N is for anywhere and anytime at all
Down here in the deep blue sea!
Plakton:
Wait. I don't understand this. I feel all tingley inside. Should we stop?
Spongebob:
No! That's how you're supposed to feel!
Plankton:
Well, I like it. Let's do it again!
Spongebob and Plankton:
F is for frolick through all the flowers
U is for ukelele
N is for nose-picking, cherry gum and sand licking
Here with my best buddy!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 6:46 am
Young Lust - Pink Floyd
I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.
[Phone rings..Clink of receiver being lifted]
"Hello..?"
"Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from United States?"
[clunk! of phone being put down]
"Oh, He hung up! That's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?"
[Phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up]
"Hello?"
"This is United States calling, are we reaching...
[interrupted by phone being put down]
"See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."
[whirr of connection being closed]
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