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ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #300 on: July 12, 2009, 11:57:58 PM »
EDIT: Sorry, posting issues.
« Last Edit: July 13, 2009, 12:05:26 AM by ShadowBrain »
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

CrossEyed7

  • i can make this whatever i want; you're not my dad
« Reply #301 on: July 20, 2009, 11:11:16 AM »
Ой полным полна моя коробушка
Есть и ситец и парча.
Пожалей, душа-зазнобушка,
Молодецкого плеча.
Выйду, выйду в рожь высокую,
Там до ночки погожу,
Как завижу черноокую,
Все товары разложу.
Цены сам платил немалые,
Не торгуйся, не скупись,
Подставляй-ка губки алые,
Ближе к молодцу садись.
Вот уж пала ночь туманная,
Ждёт удалый молодец...
Чу, идёт! - пришла желанная,
Продаёт товар купец.
Катя бережно торгуется,
Всё боится передать,
Парень с де́вицей целуется,
Просит цены набавлять.
Знает только ночь глубокая,
Как поладили они.
Распрямись ты, рожь высокая,
Тайну свято сохрани!
Ой, легка, легка коробушка,
Плеч не режет ремешок!
А всего взяла зазнобушка
Бирюзовый перстенёк.

(ten points if you know what this is)
"Oh man, I wish being a part of a Mario fan community was the most embarrassing thing about my life." - Super-Jesse

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #302 on: July 20, 2009, 07:25:52 PM »
It's Russian.

...No, I don't know. Some meme song, I'm sure. I could try Googling it, but that seems like cheating.

Some might say that sunshine follows thunder
Go and tell it to the man who cannot shine
Some might say that we should never ponder
On our thoughts today 'cause they will sway over time
Some might say we will find a brighter day
Some might say we will find a brighter day

'Cause I've been standing at the station
In need of education in the rain
You made no preparation for my reputation once again
The sink is full of fishes
She's got dirty dishes on the brain
It was overflowing gently but it's all elementary my friend

Some might say they don't believe in heaven
Go and tell it to the man who lives in hell
Some might say you get what you've been given
If you don't get yours I won't get mine as well

Some might say we will find a brighter day
Some might say we will find a brighter day

'Cause I've been standing at the station
In need of education in the rain
You made no preparation for my reputation once again
The sink is full of fishes
'Cause she's got dirty dishes on the brain
And my dog's been itchin'
Itchin' in the kitchen once again

Some might say (Some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say (you know what some might say)
You know what some might say
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #303 on: July 27, 2009, 08:27:07 PM »
 I'm awake so
You better feed me now
I won't slow down
Once we have left this town
Rhymes and riddles
I'm still sleepy so
You must hurry
Please take your seats
You'll stay with me
Be with me
I'll be with you
I'll be with you

No one really knows the pain I'm going through
My final ride is almost done
The World has moved on now
It's time to go
My final ride is almost done

Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!
Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!

I am nothing
But a train and
I assume that you don't like me
I'm insane but
Not yet crazy
I will never let you go
Enjoy the ride you'll stay with me
Stay with me
I'll stay with you
I'll stay with you

No one really knows the pain I'm going through
My final ride is almost done
The World has moved on now
It's time to go
My final ride is almost done

Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!
Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!

I am the one I am the one
The godlike terror train
The superior, artificial brain
Feel free to call me Blaine

I will roll on
Riddle de-dum, I'm best
Try me, try me
I'll never fail the test
Blue's for girls and
Pink's for me
Cause
I'm the mono
Don't even dare to mess with me

No one really knows the pain I'm going through
My hate will last forevermore
The World has moved on now
It's time to go
My hate will last forevermore

Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!
Come lift my spirit up, I'm Blaine!

Beneath the demon moon
One Ring to rule them all. One Ring to find them. One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

Glorb

  • Banned
« Reply #304 on: July 27, 2009, 08:32:35 PM »
Yo.

Yo, yo.

'Cause I'm this Gorillaz from the mist lyricist, and my thoughts be twisted
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed
My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics
I'm a lyrical misfit, with a sadistic characteristic
I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath
and if a boy wanna protest, then I be stampin' upon his chest, done makin' a mess

No other man could conceive the weed I'm consumin'
and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human
I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out
And I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout, that's workin' 'em out

Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure
Then I find some nine inch nails to perform some acupuncture
When I punch ya, I rupture one of your ribcage in a rage
and I turn you into a cartoon too, then erase the page
I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flintstone
Get Dino to tear-up your Moschinos and then force you to limp home

I'ma take off like a jet pack, when I get back better step back
I'ma make the crowd react and nod their heads until their necks snap
I can flip-flaps while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
and leave your head in a spin like staring at turn table slip mats
I'm a conquering lion, big cat. This is real talk, not big chat
Did ya get that? 'Cause I ain't no small timer, I rhyme on big tracks
Now feel the vibes I create
This heavy weight I'm about to detonate
and demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturally levitate
To the top my lyrics escalate, accelerate and leave you panickin',
take the ground from beneath your feet, leave you skywalkin' like Anakin
I'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins
My style is totally buck wild but most definitely happenin'
To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in
To me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin'
I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speak
Forget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop through concrete

Concrete, concrete, concrete

Wha-wha-well-well-wha-well

I've been stoned ever since the days of creation, I've been red
I'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's head
My lyracism is just like an aneurysm inside his brain
He plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no pain
I could never be a racist because I posess so many faces
I'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braces
With lines longer than laces I'm gracin' you with my presence
The lyrics went flippity-flick, and ya bubble like effervescence
I pulverize and bamboozle, shave numb skulls like a poodle
I smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle
I'm as animated as Japanese animes causin' callamities
Some serious savory from my roarous rhymes of reality
At the speed of sound, I'm running around the clown that tried to defeat us
but that tenacity is an audacity that you ever thought you could beat us

Beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,
beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,
beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us...
every

« Reply #305 on: July 27, 2009, 10:42:09 PM »
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a-ringin' a bell.

Oh, go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath a tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythym that the drivers made
People passin' by would stop and say,
"Oh my, but that little country boy could play"

Oh, go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him "Some day you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big ol' band"
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Saying "Johnny B. Goode tongiht"

Go, go
Go Johnny go
Go, go,
Go Johnny Go
Go, go,
Go Johnny Go
Go, go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goooode

Recorded by Chuck Berry in April of '58. Quite possibly my favourite song ever.
YYur  waYur n beYur you Yur plusYur instYur an Yur Yur whaYur

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #306 on: July 28, 2009, 09:31:30 AM »
Not by Marty McFly?

Why do they always send the poor?

Barbarisms by Barbaras, with pointed heels
Victorious, victorias, kneel
For brand new spankin deals
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Lalalalalalalalalala, Ooh

Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses’ dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom

Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Lalalalalalalalalala, Ooh

Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Blast off, its party time
And we don't live in a facist nation
Blast off, its party time
And where the **** are you?

Where the **** are you?
Where the **** are you?

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses’ dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom!

Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Lalalalalalalalalala, Ooh

Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun...
Where the **** are you!
Where the **** are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor


Such an odd song.
« Last Edit: July 28, 2009, 09:33:09 AM by ShadowBrain »
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #307 on: August 03, 2009, 03:20:26 PM »
Not by Marty McFly?
RRRAAAAEG

Anyways, I was dismayed to see that nobody had yet posted the *original* rendition of American Pie as performed by Don McLean in 1971. So without further ado,

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, theyd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnt take one more step.

I cant 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll 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 youre 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

Now for ten years weve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin stone,
But thats 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll 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 devils 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 satans 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll 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 Id heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldnt 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, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll 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, thisll be the day that I die.
YYur  waYur n beYur you Yur plusYur instYur an Yur Yur whaYur

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #308 on: August 08, 2009, 08:50:06 AM »
Our masterpiece kansei
Keep beats freaks tsunagu beki kono shiin to shiin yo
Hibi ikiru tame no flow kanashimi no nai a[dukar]a wo sasageyo

Action! Mitena kimeru rock show!
Taikan muryou attraction!
Check shina high kara low no combo!
Back to back yousha naku K.O
Hero koko ni toujou!

Call my name he is coming don't worry baby!
Win this game mazu machigai nai zettai!
Say the word are you ready? Let's Boogie
Save this love Hey! Come on!

So I wanted to change the world
A[dukar]a no tame ni tsunaide kotoba dake ja nai day and day
Time goes ai se yo aru ga mama no jibun wo
Viewtiful Joe coming up!!
There's no pain, no gain

1.2.Shibutee yatsu tataku tekunikku miseru is best desu
Like a Break dance mitai na foot work
"Rhythm" tomodomo ride on time
Hero it's the show time!

Call my name original combination! Action!
Win this game karei ni kawa[dukar]eku kechirasu
Say the word come follow me! No doubt!
Save this love Hey! Come on!

So I wanted to change the world
A[dukar]a no tame ni tsunaide
Viewtiful Joe coming up!!

Call my name he is coming don't worry baby!
Win this game mazu machigai nai zettai!
Say the word are you ready? Let's boogie
Save this love Hey! Come on!

All night long I walk alone
Dou suru no ka wa shirenai kono saki no jibun day and day
Saredo aise yo nanimo nakunaranai
Toomawari [dukar]e but get the place

So I wanted to change the world
A[dukar]a no tame ni tsunaide kotoba dake ja nai day and day
Time goes ai se yo aru ga mama no jibun wo
Viewtiful Joe coming up!!
There's no pain, no gain


I recently got around to beating Viewtiful Joe. I therefore also went back to start a new Viewtiful Joe 2 file (I'm somewhat ashamed to say I skipped to that game when, long ago, I got stuck on Gran Bruce), and now I'm almost set to beat that, too. But I'm kind of stuck on what I believe is the penultimate boss.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

CrossEyed7

  • i can make this whatever i want; you're not my dad
« Reply #309 on: August 08, 2009, 10:55:21 AM »
We're on the case and we're chasing her through history!

Chronoskimmer... engine's hot
V.I.L.E. villains... evil plot
Our brave squadron leader will help us defeat her
And bring back the loot to its rightful place in time!

CHORUS
Tell me where in time is Carmen Sandiego?
Stop her crime and solve this mystery
Tell me where in time is Carmen Sandiego?
We're on the case and we're chasing her through history!

Throttle open... thrusters on
Chronoskimmer... gets us gone
Pack extra socks and we'll all beat the clock
From the stone age to middle age to space age and back!

CHORUS

Nero's fiddle... Lincoln's beard
Newton's apple... disappeared
The finest tea from the Ming Dynasty
And the Niña, the Pinta, the Santa Maria, we've got to get them back!

CHORUS

All information was verified by Encyclopedia Brittanica, and was accurate as of the date of recording.
"Oh man, I wish being a part of a Mario fan community was the most embarrassing thing about my life." - Super-Jesse

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #310 on: August 08, 2009, 08:09:03 PM »
My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm the face in your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when we're really gonna need'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?

She's the one for me
She's all I really need
Cause she's the one for me
Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me
Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Bull[dukar] fakers, enchanted kingdoms
The fashion victims chew their charcoal teeth
I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down
You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
You blame yourself for wanting more
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
She's the one for me
She's my one and only


I remember when I was younger and wasn't sure why this song wasn't called "Wanna go for a Ride".
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

Glorb

  • Banned
« Reply #311 on: August 08, 2009, 09:44:42 PM »
[Michael Jackson]

Now I'm just wondering why you think
That you can get to me with anything
Seems like you'd know by now, when and how I get down
And with all that I've been through, I'm still around

Don't you ever make no mistake
Baby I've got what it takes
And there's no way you'll ever get to me
Why can't you see that you'll never ever hurt me
'Cause I won't let it be, I'm too much for you baby

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

Now you can't stop me even though you think
That if you block me, you've done your thing
And when you bury me underneath all your pain
I'm steady laughin', while surfacing

Don't you ever make no mistake
Baby I've got what it takes
And there's no way you'll ever get to me
Why can't you see that you'll never ever hurt me
'Cause I won't let it be, see I'm too much for you baby

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

You can try to stop me, but it won't do a thing
No matter what you do, I'm still gonna be here
Through all your lies and silly games
I'ma still remain the same, I'm unbreakable

[Notorious B.I.G.]

Uh, uh, what, uh
I'm a lime to a lemon, my CeCe women
Bringin in ten G minimums to condos with elevators in 'em
Vehicles with televisions in 'em
Watch they entourage turn yours to just mirages
Disappearing acts, strictly nines and macs
Killers be serial, Copperfield material
My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it
Any place I visit, I got land there
How can players stand there and say I sound like them
Hello?
Push wigs back and push six Coupes that's yellow
Plus clips that expand from hand to elbow
Spray up your Day's Inn, any 'telle you in
Crack braggin sick of braggin how my mink be draggin
Desert ease street sweeper inside the beamer wagon
I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die
Put that on my diamond bezel, you're messin with the devil
What!

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

You can't believe it, you can't concieve it
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable

You can't touch me
You can't break me
You can't stand with me
'Cause I'm unbreakable
OWW!

GO ON!
every

« Reply #312 on: August 08, 2009, 10:03:10 PM »
Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don't think sow
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Couldn't resist.
YYur  waYur n beYur you Yur plusYur instYur an Yur Yur whaYur

Glorb

  • Banned
« Reply #313 on: August 09, 2009, 05:08:05 AM »
Yeah actually you could've.
every

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #314 on: August 09, 2009, 07:35:10 AM »
That has to have been posted on this thread before. Lord knows it's been posted elsewhere...

I hear your winter
I hear your rain
I've failed your summer ways
And I feel no pain

I hear what you want
And I feel that way
I hear what you want
And I feel that way

I hear you fade away
And I hear you crawl
I gave my life away
And I feel no pain
And I feel no pain
And I feel no pain
And I feel your pain

And she was my lover so sweet
And she was my angel
And what I've recovered of me
I put into a box underneath my bed

When you lie in your bed
And you lie to yourself
When you lie in your bed
And you lie to yourself
Lie
Lie

Bang bang you're dead, hole in your head
Bang bang you're dead, hole in your head
Bang bang you're dead, hole in your head
Bang bang you're dead, hole in your head

I hear what you want
And I feel that way
I hear what you want
And I feel that way

[This take, don't give a ****]
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

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