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« Reply #390 on: October 19, 2009, 08:00:59 PM »
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

"Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do."
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ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #391 on: October 19, 2009, 10:55:47 PM »
I took her out it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And that's about the time that she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husband's in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that's about the time that ***** hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is caller ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when your 23
And you still act like you're in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

That's about the time she broke up with me (Please stay)
No one should take themselves so seriously (with me, please stay)
With many years ahead to fall in line (with me, please stay)
Why would you wish that on me? (with me)
I never want to act my age (please stay)
What's my age again? (with)
What's my age again? (me)

What's my age again?


As far as Blink-182, I'm not terribly fond of this one, but I got it as DLC.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #392 on: October 22, 2009, 01:53:05 PM »
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
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CrossEyed7

  • i can make this whatever i want; you're not my dad
« Reply #393 on: October 22, 2009, 02:55:45 PM »
Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon.
Call Parnell just to see how hes doin.
Hello?
What up, Parns?
Yo Samberg, whats crackin?
You thinking what Im thinkin?
NARNIA.
Man, its happenin.
But first my hunger pains are stickin like duct tape.
Lets hit up Magnolia and mack on some cupcakes.
No doubt that bakerys got all da bomb frostins.
I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling.
Two, no six, no twelve, BAKERS DOZEN.
I told you that Im crazy for these cupcakes, cousin.
Yo, wheres the movie playin?
Upper west side, dude.
Well, lets hit up Yahoo Maps to find the dopest route.
I prefer Map Quest.
Thats a good one, too.
Google Maps is the best.
True that.
DOUBLE TRUE.
68th and Broadway.
Step on it, sucka.
What you wanna do, Chris?
SNACK ATTACK, MOTHER****A
Its the Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
Yes, the Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
We love that Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
Pass that Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
Yo, stop at the deli.
The theaters over-priced.
Youve got the backpack?
Gonna pack it up nice.
Dont want security to get suspicious.
Mr. Pibb and Red Vines equals CRAZY DELICIOUS!
Ill reach in my pocket, pull out some dough.
Girl actin like she never seen a $10 before.
Its all about the Hamiltons, baby.
Throw the snacks in a bag and Im ghost like Swayze.
Roll up to the theater.
Ticket buying, what were handlin.
You can call us Aaron Burr.
From the way were droppin Hamiltons.
Now parked in our seats.
Movie trivias the illest.
Which Friends alum starred in films with Bruce Willis?
We answered so fast it was scary scary.
Everyone stared in awe when we screamed Matthew Perry.
Now quiet in the theater or its gonna get tragic.
Were bout to get taken to a dream world of magic with
the Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
Yes, the Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
We love that Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
Pass that Chronic (what?)
Cles of Narnia
"Oh man, I wish being a part of a Mario fan community was the most embarrassing thing about my life." - Super-Jesse

« Reply #394 on: October 22, 2009, 06:12:09 PM »
Nobody's cool as we, nor quite as esoterically far out.
We're so far out it's creepy.
I don't think they'll ever get the groovy standards that we set for love,
But they're not smart like we be.

They have no roses.
Subconsciously they envy us a lot.
They look down their noses and see a couple of dorks with more love than they have got.

When they see us holding hands, they wish that they were geeks in love.
And when they hear our favorite bands, they wish that they were geeks in love.
We rattle off our in-jokes while they wish that they were geeks in love.
And while we make each other smile, they wish that they were geeks in...

La la la,
La la la,
La-lubbidy-da-diddy-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Ka-boominy-woah-nelly-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Ga-shibbidy-waffles-and-love.
La la la,
La la la la love.

As far as I can tell, while other lovers go through hell,
We'll know we're too cool for [darn]ation.
We may not be cutting edge, but we won't take the mainstream pledge,
For we don't need your admiration.

They may not show it.
It doesn't fit their made-up little roles.
They don't even know it, but jealousy abounds within their souls.

When they see us on the street, they wish that they were geeks in love.
And when they hear us trick or treat, they wish that they were geeks in love.
As we lock arms and skip away, they wish that they were geeks in love.
And you can almost hear them say they wish that they were geeks in...

La la la,
La la la,
La-lubbidy-do-diddy-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Fa-doobidy-ding-dong-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Za-muppety-puppety-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Sha-peppity-bismol-love.
La la la,
La la la,
A-bubbly-lava-lamp-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Ma-spockity-nimoy-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Da-ponkity-ponkity-love.
La la la,
La la la,
Geekity-geekity-geeks in love.

ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #395 on: October 22, 2009, 07:00:53 PM »
I have a sudden urge to track down that song.

[post]
Oh, wait... that's that one cupcakes/Narnia thing! I never got around to listening to that when it came out... I will, though.

Hahahahahahahahaha
Feel good....
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good
Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good

City's breaking down on a camel's back.
They just have to go 'cos they don't know whack
So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see
You wont get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free
You've got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
A melancholy town where we never smile
And all I wanna hear is the message beep
My dreams, they`ve got a kiss me, 'because I don't get sleep, no...

Windmill, windmill for the land
Love forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is sinking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?

Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats
Lining them up like asscracks
Lay these ponies at the track
Its my chocolate attack
[dukar], I'm stepping in the heart of this here
Care Bear bumping in the heart of this here
Watch me as I gravitate
Hahahahahahaa
Yo, we gonna go ghost town
This motown
With yo sound
You're in the place
You gonna bite the dust
Can't fight with us
With yo sound
You kill the INC
So don't stop, get it, get it
Until you're jet ahead
And watch the way I navigate
Hahahahahhaa

Feel good, AHHHHahahahah
Feel good, AHHHHahahahah
Feel good, AHHHHahahahah
Feel good, AHHHHahahahah

Windmill, Windmill for the land
Love forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is sinking, falling down
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?

Don't stop, get it, get it
We are your captains in it
Steady
Watch me navigate
Ahahahahahhaa
Don't stop, get it, get it
We are your captains in it
Steady, watch me navigate
Ahahahahahhaa

Feel good, AHHHHahahahaha
Feel good,
Feel good, AHHHHahahahaha
Feel good....


My brother likes singing this one on GH5; though I'll admit it's fairly good, I've yet to myself. Also, assuming the lyrics in GH5 are accurate, these seem to be a bit off.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #396 on: October 22, 2009, 07:16:14 PM »
Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me

Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Knee deep in flowers we'll stray
We'll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
Will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me

Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Knee deep in flowers we'll stray
We'll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
Will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

**** YEAH TINY TIM
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« Reply #397 on: October 23, 2009, 07:14:57 AM »
Once upon a time there was a school called Degrassi,
and the children in attendance were all fat and sassy,
s'cept for one little boy and his name was Rick.
People pushed him around 'til he turned into a prick,
and took a gun, took a gun, took a very big gun
to Degrassi to have himself a little bit of fun.
And bang shot Jimmy then pointed it at Emma,
with Shawn in the way, oh what a big dilema.
But then Rick died and everything was fine,
s'cept Ashley's kinda freaking out cause Craig lost his mind,
and proposed at a party with his puppy dog eyes.
But Ashley refused and what a big surprise,
when he cried like a baby and went back to his hotel,
and ****ed up the room and stuck Joey with the bill.
Then he went to a wedding and acted like a whore,
then he kicked Joey's ass then he cried a little more.
Hey remember back when Manny and JT were goin out,
and JT was doing good then began to doubt,
that his little stack of dimes could measure up to Craig's
then he saw it in the locker room between Craig's legs.
so in order to get him out of his romantic slump
some black kid gave him a magic penis pump
but Manny found out and to make matters worse
it turned out that Mr Radish used it first.
Well Paige got raped and Marco is gay,
Spinner gets boners and farts all day.
Toby is a dork and Liberty is too,
Snake's got cancer out the wazoo.
Shawn's on his own and Elly likes to cut,
Alex is a ***** and Manny is a slut,
Emma's kinda whiny and Terry got hit,
Hazel doesnt ever seem to do jack [dukar].
Degrassi is my favorite thing
when the theme song plays I always have to sing
I hope that it never goes off the air,
I'd even miss Spinner's hair

« Reply #398 on: October 23, 2009, 08:34:00 PM »
This thread's lack of country music is apalling, and must be remedied posthaste.

Country music singers
Have always been a real close family
But lately some of my kin folks
Have disowned a few others and me
I guess it's because
I kinda changed my direction
Lord I guess I went and broke their family tradition

They get on me wanna know Hank
Why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Over and over
Everybody made my prediction
So if i get stoned
I'm just carryin'
On an old family tradition

I am very proud
Of my daddys name
Although his kinda music
And mine ain't exactly the same
Stop and think it over
Put yourself in my position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It's a family tradition

So Don't ask me Hank
Why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
If I'm down in a Honky-Tonk
Some ol' slicks tryin to give me friction
I'll say leave me alone
I'm singin all night long
It's a family tradition

Lordy, I have loved some ladies
And I have loved Jim Beam
And they both tried to kill me
In 1973
When that doctor asked me
Son how did you get in this condition
I said hey sawbones I'm just carryin on
An old family tradition

So don't ask me Hank
Why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs you wrote?
Stop and think it over
Try and put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It's a family tradition!
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ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #399 on: October 23, 2009, 08:56:51 PM »
So this is where she stands at night
On this cold avenue of lights
The reds and greens, but mostly reds
For you he's stopping

In seeing him she knows him less
His stick is wet, she's half-undressed
And all in all, they're both obsessed
With so much nothing

I know it's hard for you to see
What lies behind's a mystery
If words could speak, they'd mean even less
When the king is half-undressed

She dots her eyes with a smiley face
A work of art, in all but taste
The fool deserves the bed he's made
Where idiots slumber

Divine she is to aire his fate
A crack of smile, through all this hate
Means nothing more in this nervous state
Of so much nothing

I know it's hard for you to see
The truth behind is misery
If words could speak, they'd mean even less
When the king is half-undressed

Blue autumns
Sunshine kisses
Hearts and flowers
Broken wishes

I know it's hard for you to see
What lies behind's a mystery
If words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half-undressed
I know it's hard for you to see
What lies behind's a mystery
if words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half-undressed


I'll tell ya, it seems like it's getting harder and harder to post song lyrics, what with all the sites that do something to the text so you can't copy it.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #400 on: October 23, 2009, 10:42:19 PM »
Tell me about it. Worse yet, the sites with copy-protection are the only ones which make proper use of punctuation and capitalization.


If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on, now
'Cause there's too many places
I've got to see

But, if I stayed here with you, girl
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird, you'll can not change
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And the bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows, I can?t change
Bye, bye, baby it's been a sweet love

Yeah, yeah
Though this feeling I can't change
But please don't take it so badly
'Cause the Lord knows
I'm to blame

But, if I stayed here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird, you'll can not change
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And this bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows, I can't change
Lord help me, I can't change
Lord I can't change
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ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #401 on: October 23, 2009, 11:07:38 PM »
I don't think I've ever heard that song in full but, looking at the lyrics now, I realize it's fairly redundant.

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 recently put Rage Against the Machine's debut album and a Smashing Pumpkins mix CD of my dad's on my iPod.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #402 on: October 23, 2009, 11:11:47 PM »
a Smashing Pumpkins mix CD of my dad's

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ShadowBrain

  • Ridiculously relevant
« Reply #403 on: October 24, 2009, 11:37:28 PM »
Sun is shinin' in the sky
There ain't a cloud in sight
It's stopped rainin', everybody's in a play
And don't you know
It's a beautiful new day--hey, hey

Runnin' down the avenue
See how the sun shines brightly in the city
On the streets where once was pity
Mister blue sky is living here today--hey, hey

Mister blue sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long
Where did we go wrong?

Hey you with the pretty face
Welcome to the human race
A celebration, mister blue sky's up there waitin'
And today is the day we've waited for--o-o-or

Hey there, mister blue
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Everybody smiles at you

Mister blue sky, mister blue sky
Mister blue sky

Mister blue, you did it right
But soon comes mister night, creepin' over
Now his hand is on your shoulder
Nevermind, I'll remember you this
I'll remember you this way

Mister blue sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long
Where did we go wrong?

Hey there mister blue
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around, see what you do
Everybody smiles at you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba


This is one of those songs where I had heard it in random places (like the ad for Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which I eventually would like to see), but never knew who it was by until recently.
"Mario is your oyster." ~The Chef

« Reply #404 on: October 25, 2009, 12:01:17 PM »
Shameful, Brian. Pitiful.

American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don’t come hangin’ around my door
I don’t wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin’ old with you
,
American woman, listen what I say.

American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don’t come knockin’ around my door
Don’t wanna see your shadow no more
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else’s eyes
Now woman, I said get away
American woman, listen what I say.

American woman, said get away
American woman, listen what I say
Don’t come hangin’ around my door
Don’t wanna see your face no more
I don’t need your war machines
I don’t need your ghetto scenes
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else’s eyes
Now woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be.

Go, gotta get away, gotta get away
Now go go go
Gonna leave you, woman
Gonna leave you, woman
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
You’re no good for me
I’m no good for you
Gonna look you right in the eye.
Tell you what I’m gonna do
You know I’m gonna leave
You know I’m gonna go
You know I’m gonna leave
You know I’m gonna go, woman
I’m gonna leave, woman
Goodbye, American woman
Goodbye, American chick
Goodbye, American broad
Goodbye, American woman...
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