Seanland

I'll go with Anything by Soulja Boy.. lol

Crank that was catchy.. lyrics are just..

I'll just leave it at that

ColonelSpecial

Seanland, you posted exactly what I was going to post. The lyrics to Crank Dat:
I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass
And If We Get The Fightin
Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I Got Me Some Bathin Apes"

I found out through my friend Google that 'bathin apes' is a type of expensive shoe.

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Tully Mars

Oh crap! Gene gonna kick your ass for saying that.

Seriously I think you're right. Martian was just talking about seeing Rush and for some reason I thought of what a contrast Rush and Kiss are. Kiss makes Quiet Riot look like musical masters.

And actually I think my daughter could probably kick the living shit out of Gene. In Gene's defense she's been doing Taekwondo for the past 6 or 7 years. But even if she hadn't I think he'd have problems with her, he's all talk and no musical talent.

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ngdawg

Anything by Steve Miller reeks...don't know how this guy made a living with songs...
More:
"The Joker"
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
Wooo Wooooo

You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

Wooo Woooo

People keep talking about me baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
Cause I'm right here at home

Another(he uses that same stupid phrase and adds another):
"Enter Maurice"
My dearest darling, come closer to Maurice so I can whisper
sweet words of epismetology in your ear and speak to you of
the pompitous of love. Even though our road is rough and
long, for you to leave me at this time darling, must surely
be wrong. So come back and reconsider one more thing. Maurice
is the only one to make your little heart sing.

Ooh mama ooh, ooh mama ooh
How can you do the things that you do?
Ooh mama ooh, ooh mama ooh
I'm gonna buy you some brand new shoes
I'm gonna buy you some brand new shoes

Enter Maurice
I don't know why you won't make no more apple pie. Since you've
been gone it's been starvation mama, ever since I lost my
probation. Don't you remember the time that you ended up in
jail? That's right darling, it was Maurice who went your bail.
Now, there's just one more thing that I want to say before you turn
and walk away.

Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit
Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit
Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit...

Darling please, don't walk out that door, you must reconsider
darling, you've done it so many times before. It's not too late,
It's never too late, precious one, for Maurice to love you.
Just remember sweetheart, I bought myself a gun and I will be
the only one.


WTF???

guyy

And what's with all the KISS enablers? Gene Simmons is not interesting. He's just greedy.

Tully Mars

It's all about the timing. All his hits hit when people were getting very friendly with smoke and blow.

Is answer also explains disco, IMHO.

"Do the hustle!" WFT, indeed.

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guyy

Rush lyrics? Whatever else you say about them, it's hard to get around the fact that they're sung by Geddy Lee.

Poppinjay

I don't understand the Steve Miller hate. How dare you dis Maurice.

Swingin' on the front porch
Swingin' on the lawn
Swingin' where we want
'Cause there ain't nobody home
Swingin' to the left
And swingin' to the right
If I think about baseball
I'll swing all night yea
Swingin' in the living room
Swingin' in the kitchen
Most folks don't 'cause
They're too busy bitchin'
Swingin' in there 'cause
She wanted me to feed her
So I mixed up the batter
And she licked the beater
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie
Swingin' to the drums
Swingin' to guitar
Swingin' to the bass
In the back of my car
Ain't got money
Ain't got no gas
But we'll get where
We're goin' if we
Swing real fast
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
Swing it! All night long,
Swing it!
Swing in the bathroom
Swingin' on the floor
Swingin' so hard
We forgot to lock the door
In walks her daddy
Standin' six foot four
He said you ain't gonna swing
With my daughter no more
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie

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ngdawg

I don't care for KISS either, but Family Jewels is a total crack-up!

Seanland

yea, I know.. the funny thing is his lyrics to his other songs are just as bad.. if not worse..

lyrics to YAHHH!! he actually uses the phrase "doo doo face"

Leto

What happened to the Rocker Brian Adams?

Seems he suffers from Phil Collins Syndrome...

PonyPotato

Going with the grammatical errors in Savage Garden songs.. this one has always driven me absolutely nuts:

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

Grrrrrr.

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Tully Mars

Granted Rush lyrics can be "out there" and Geddy's one of those guys you either like or hate. But musically I'd say they're light years ahead of the likes of KISS. I couldn't play a musical instrument if my life depended on it but I swear I could thump out the crap Gene does.

Family Jewels is funny, totally staged funny- but funny. Gene may not be musically inclined but he does do PR good.

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Tophat665

So pretentious and literate is even less surprising than pretentious and illiterate. Pretentious, literate, and pedantic even less so.

Examples? I mean, I could have started out by making one of my examples, for instance, "Daft Punk" or "electronica of any sort", but innstead I pulled out examples. In this case it would be to argue the value (low) of the following:
"Work It/ Make It/ Do It/ Makes Us/ Harder/ Better/ Faster/ Stronger/ More/ Than/ Hour/ Our/ Never/ Ever/ After/ Work is/ Over" (Note that these might be OK lyrics if they weren't the ONLY lyrics.)

And, regardless of the indisputable fact that KISS largely wrote their lyrics to appeal to 13 year old boys, making the bulk of it tripe by default, "Going Blind" is and excellent song by nearly any measure.

True that in that he looks like the love child of Carley Simon and Iggy Pop and sounds like Biddie Bird covering Opeth.

I'd say that Rush's years of great lyrics are behind them. We will never see another "Tom Sawyer", but we may well see many more outtakes from Presto.

The only lyric of theirs that comes even close to belonging here is, "I knew that he was different/in his sexuality," so far as I recall (though I stopped paying attention after Presto made it clear that they were just marking time at this point.)

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"One Week" - Barenaked Ladies

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 saying
"Get that together 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 it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,
you'll have to sign a waiver

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking 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've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been 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 til you say you're sorry

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans 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, guaranteed to satisfy

Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a' better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
'Cause the 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 though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides
and said "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just 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
Cause 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
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

I hate this song. The lyrics AND the music both suck. Why this audio garbage ever gained popularity is beyond me.

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roachboy

rush, rush, rush.
good fucking christ.

here's a laughably bad lyric from their second album i think, the one with the almost equally bad "bastille day" on it..

The whiteness of confusion
Is unfolding from my mind
I stare around in wonder
Have I left my life behind?
I catch the scent of ambergris
And turn my head, surprised
My gaze is caught and held and I
Am helpless...mesmerized
Panacea, liquid grace
Oh let me touch your fragile face
Enchantment falls around me
And I know I cannot leave
Here's a meaning for my life
A shelter from the storm
Pacify my troubles with
Her body, soft and warm
Naked in our unity
A smile for every tear
Gentle hands that promise me
Comfort through the years
Yet I know I must be gone
Before the light of dawn
Panacea, passion pure
I can't resist your gentle lure
My heart will lie beside you
And my wandering body grieves

=========
AND it's sung by geddy lee.

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it make you sick.

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Tully Mars

I don't get it. Are you saying you don't like Rush?

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ngdawg

This song makes me laugh in a good way. BareNakedLadies also sings If I Had a Million Dollars, another silly song.
Songs that make me cringe are ones that try to be serious. "Wop bop a loo bop wha lop ban boom" is dumb, but fun. "Pompitous of love" is just dumb.
I doubt BareNakedLadies had serious in mind with this one.

Remember when Rush was first around with these songs and everyone thought they were so deep? Turns out once the lyrics were figured out, they weren't so deep after all.

Tully Mars

Yeah, but they still bring back fond memories for me, so.

Lot of the songs people hate on here I like. My musical tastes must suck, but they work for me.

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ipollux

my neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack.

ngdawg

Mine probably suck too. I actually like some of Bryan Adams' quirky love songs.
Listening to Robin Trower right now...lyrics probably make NO sense, but whatever....they never said 'pompitous' at least.

Poppinjay

But not a real green dress, that's cruel!

I love BNL.

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flstf

MacArthur's Park - Richard Harris
(written by Jimmy Webb)

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh no!!

Tophat665

Thanks, flstf. That may be the winner for worst ever.

That barenaked ladies tune, I will grant, has absolutely wretched lyrics, and that is the point of this thread. In their defense, though, the lyrics in the rap part aren't about making sense; they're about percussion.

Rarely was Rush good for more than a couple of songs an album (rarely - Moving Pictures was pretty solid, and side one of Signals, but usually it was two, maybe three good songs.) Those of us who rather like them would like to ignore that, but it's a fair point that a good bit of their early work is crap (no more so than Tom Petty though, to pick out a contemporary example). With that said, they used to be young, cool, talented, and pedantic. They're not so young or cool anymore, and all the talent in the world isn't going to change either.

Their last real attempt at cool - the rap in Roll the Bones - wasn't bad. Wasn't cool either, but doesn't deserve the scorn that got heaped on it.

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laconic1

I cannot stand this song. I think the reason why is an interview the band did on MTV where they talked about the lyrics like it was the most profound shit ever written by any musician or poet ever.


Hangin’ round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think
About myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and
Candy here
Who’s that lounging
In my chair
Who’s that casting
Devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely
Is a dream

Hangin’ ’round downtown by myself
And I had too
Much caffeine
And I was thinkin’
’bout myself
And then there she was
In platform double suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and
Candy here
Who’s that lounging
In my chair
Who’s that casting
Devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely
Is a dream
Mama this surely
Is a dream
Yeah mama this must
Be my dream

guyy

Speak for yourself. And they were sung by Geddy Lee back then, too.

Tophat665

It's true enough that those lyrics do mean anything out of context, and since I neither know nor care to discover the context, it's pap. That's sort of an outlier on the album, though - most of the rest of the songs are really well written. 'Course that's the only one that got any radio play.

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Tully Mars

I don't know I remember listening to "2112" in high school while engaging in after school activities and thinking "Wow, that's just cool." Then after I got out of the Navy I found my old 8-track (yeah I said 8-track) and thought "not nearly as cool without the after school activities."

But I still like Rush, they put on a really good show, IMHO.

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Grasshopper Green

I'm not much of a BNL fan, but I love If I Had A Million Dollars. I don't hate their music in general, I'm just pretty much meh about most of it. And I don't disagree that the song isn't meant to be serious...but it still drives me crazy and is a surefire signal that it's time to change the radio channel.

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Jinn

I like every song posted so far. I don't tend to care whether lyrics are good or bad, meaningful or not. No matter what I'm listening to, I tend to like songs that are catchy and have a good melody. That said, I'm going to enter the two that I think are most offensive / considered "bad" by most, despite liking them myself:

2Pac - Last Ones Left

Nigga westside
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker

[2pac]
Cant nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin
Packed in a suburban, screamin outlaw runin on the curb
They never try me cause right behind me your killer team
I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine
This hennesseyll keep me calm though
Sittin in the back of the club, tradin convo
Livin like a don in my own mind
Signal kadafi, nigga watch me with the chrome nine
All the time drinkin champagne
Walk through the crowd let the tramps hang
Niggas playa hate but do a damn thing
Picture me doin eighty down a one way
Stuck in the trunk, caught with gun play
So I gotta keep my eyes open
Gettin high, wonder why we gotta die smokin
My alibi, Im victory
Like them other vile men Im marked for death
Spendin my nights like its the last one left
Im an outlaw

[chorus]
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone
Im at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher Im the last one left
Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave until I see everybodys gone
Im at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, guess Im the last one left

[kastro]
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by my balls
Prior to war is rider nigga only five six tall
Napoleon only knows on we outlaws fuck fear
Better strap down to the feelins cause we out yeah
Thug passion all up in me
Feelin like I took some henne
It aint easy Im tryin to make a dollar out of two pennies
What we got with these rap niggas
Wanna pull theyre gat niggas
Only got my side cause they think pac die nigga
Last niggas with our tape
Take a shot within our vest
Pac come and catch weight
Nigga we the last ones left

[2pac]
If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outs jail it was hell but Im probably home
Lookin for niggas that was roofin that shit when I was locked back
Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked back
Fuckem all theyre bitches inside a world of weak
Bitch niggas be afraid to speak
We the last ones left

[2pac]
[chorus] (slight change)
Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher like Im the last one left
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, last one left
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor (yeah)
Puffin on a sweet swisher, Im the last one left

[napoleon]
I eat and sleep the worst shit, turfs and birth
Me and my team super supreme putin in work
Im passed out, drunk as a fuck, till it hurt
And I call earl screamin fuck the world
I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife
And wify beefin wanna know if she gonna see me tonight
And I know it aint right, but its the life I got
And thats until I see yak
And thats until I see pac
Young know I lost a troll somebody owed me down
And if the world was a girl Id stick my dick in the ground
Fuck the world

[2pac](varied hook)
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Yeah
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Outlaws in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
In this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside

I sing along to this song when it plays, especially the part about the guillotine.

I Like to Fuck, by Hot Rod, ft. Tila Tequila
[Tila]: He touch, Hot rod, tila oh my god.

[Hot Rod]: yeah, lets go.
I like to f**k every day every night
i like to f**k when its wrong when its right
i like to f**k if she black if she white
i like to f**k if its loose if it tight
chaka khan.
I met this girl named Tammie.
i ploughed her in Miami
the way she want it gettin up on in my studio while she landed the grammy
all my girlfriends trip cos i give good dick away and make em wanna say daddy
like f**k ya thats whats up
every ? seconds i gotta bust

[Beau Dozier]: baby dont play it personal
when i go and f**k these hoes
lets talk about the word f**k the for a second
I make love to you
dont get it f**ked up baby your my queen
even though i go put my dick in everything
baby its just coss.

[hot rod]: i like to f**k, bitch, once you go black you aint never going back
hop up in my cadillac
lets go for a ride baby
you aint gotta take your panties of just move em to the side (side, the side)
now im f**king with the lights
pretty bitch lights on
ugly bitch lights off
i got money im a boss
hustlin' like ricky ross
shit, faces down asses up, thats the way i like to f**k
no hands dripping wet, thats the way you like to suck

[Beau Dozier]: baby dont play it personal
when i go and f**k these hoes
lets talk about the word f**k the for a second
I make love to you
dont get it f**ked up baby your my queen
even though i go put my dick in everything
baby its just coss.

[tila]: i like to f**k sexy boys sexy girls
i like to f**k like the pants dirty curls
i like to f**k suck cock untill i hurl
i like to f**k everybody in the world
michael jackson
a shot of tequila gets em real hot
i blow of the door to showride the hot block
squirt like the wipers on my hot car
ama ma se ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
suckin on my titties so milky
i get dirty with it i so filthy
do it like u wanna make a baby yeah milfy
if it aint yours u can still come and show me righttttt

[Beau Dozier]: baby dont play it personal
when i go and f**k these hoes
lets talk about the word f**k the for a second
I make love to you
dont get it f**ked up baby your my queen
even though i go put my dick in everything
baby its just coss.

[hot rod]: i like to f**k yeah yeah young hot to the ride yeah i like to f**k
tila tequila yeah she likes to f**k
my nigga beau dozier he likes to f**k
whatt they like to f**k yeah lets go

OK I lied, I don't like the second one.. it's pretty fucking stupid. But hey, here's a video to enjoy:



Real gem, ain't it? I think this one wins.

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guyy

I'll give you that in a context where you're hearing ACDC, Robert Plant, Roger Daltrey, or even the Bee Gees on a semi-regular basis & Yes, ELO and ELP are functioning bands, they might sound different.

Tophat665

I was walking into Hershey park this evening, and a concert was just firing up in the arena. Imagine my surprise and delight when the opening bars of Limelight rang out. I turned to my wife and said, "Holy Shit. Rush! They still sound great." Then the vocals kicked in and I said, "And Geddy still sounds like my Grandmother."

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I heard this song today and it reminded me of how much I dislike it:

Now that shes back in the atmosphere
With drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that theres time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Now that shes back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that theres time to grow, hey, hey

Now that shes back in the atmosphere
Im afraid that she might think of me as plain ol jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know youre wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way

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Shauk

R.Kelly still takes the cake

Tully Mars

You're Grandma rocks!

Rush was on Corbert the other night. Did Tom Sawyer, I thought they sounded good. Plus Geddy was wearing a t-shirt that looks a lot like Black Beards flag. I have a shirt exactly like it. Maybe he and I like the same Key West bar?

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thespian86

How about my little sister's favorite song:

Miley Cyrus: See You Again.

(just the first two lines)

I've got my sights set on you
and I'm ready to aim...


They are the same fucking thing! Jesus. I feel like I'm taking crazy pills here.

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ngdawg

Pat Monahan could sing the phone book and I'd still salivate....

Here's the background about the song's origin. Quite touching, really.
(It won Best Rock song at the 2001 Grammys)
http://www.youtube.com/user/UltimateTubeSurfer

mixedmedia

well, okay.

I don't care for the song, though.

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ItWasMe

It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood,
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...

It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood,
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...

I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.

So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Won't you please,
Won't you please?
Please won't you be my neighbor?

http://youtube.com/watch?v=qmNQ5VgFAfc

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naturist.boy

Devil Went Down To Georgia - Charlie Daniels Band

The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind
'Cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a deal

When he came across this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said boy let me tell you what

I guess you didn't know it
but I'm a fiddle player too
And if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you

Now you play a pretty good fiddle,boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you

The boy said my name's Johnny
And it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet
And you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been

Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cards
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.
[Instramental]

The devil opened up his case
And he said I'll start this show
And fire flew from his fingertips
As he rosined up his bow

Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like this

[Instrumental]

When the devil finished
Johnny said well you're pretty good old son
But just sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it's done

Fire on the Mountain
Run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
Chicken in a bread pan picken' at dough
Granny does your dog bite
No child, no

[Instrumental]

The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden fiddle
On the ground at Johnny's feet

Johnny said, Devil just come on back
If you ever wanna try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch
I'm the best there's ever been

And he played Fire on the Mountain
Run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
Chicken in a bread pan picken' at dough
Granny will your dog bite
No child, no

Stupid, stupid, stupid! The premise is idiotic and the prize of a gold fiddle? Well, a fiddle made of gold would sound pretty shitty. The whole thing is just stupid.