Post your current mood with a song
 

Here's mine, I'm feeling very happy today

And out of the dark night, my world, with eyes of a thousand dreams
And in your eyes, I know the tears are forming, and that ain't nothing now to me

'Cause I know that, sweetheart, it's gonna make you cry
It's gonna break your heart, it's gonna make the end come down
I wander the night only for you

And at the door I hear you cryin', you said your little world is gone, I say that now should be the time
We're gonna tear this world to pieces, baby, and now I know that you know why

And at the door I hear you cryin', give us a place to feel alive
Somebody stake another claim, give us the world - we feel alive

How come I end up where I started
How come I end up where I went wrong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
You reel me out and you cut the string.

How come I end up where I started
How come I end up where I went wrong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
First you reel me out and then you cut the string

You used to be all right
What happened?
Did the cat get your tongue?
Did your string come undone?
One by one
One by one
It comes to us all
It's as soft as your pillow

You used to be all right
What happened?
Etcetera, etcetera
Fads for whatever
Fifteen steps
Then a sheer drop

More than my mood, I consider this my theme song.

chillin in tiny town, feel like dancing, thinking about things far away

Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her nose were slightly curved
We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel
It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well
It took a starry NIGHT to steal my breath away
Down on the water front
Her hair all drenched in spray

Hannah baby was a honey of a girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her teeth were slightly curved
She took my guitar and she began to play
She sang a song to me
Stuck right in my brain

You're just a memory of a love
That used to be
You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me

She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Well she's one of a kind
She's got a mind
She got a mind of her own
And she use it mighty fine

She drove a pick-up truck
Painted green and blue
The tires were wearing thin
She turned a mile or two
When I asked her where she headed for
"Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar"
I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge
My nerves are shot already
The road ain't all that smooth
Across in Texas is the rose of San Antone
I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones

You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me
You're just a memory girl
You're just a sweet memory
And it used to mean so much to me
Sha la la la la

She got a mind of her own
And she use it well
Mighty fine, she's one of a kind

On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze
We've been ten thousand miles
Been in fifteen states
Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind
I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried
What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor
It's just some friends of mine
And they're busting down the door
Been a lonely night at the Memory Motel

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Wading through the waste stormy winter
And theres not a friend to help you through
Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds drop your greens and blues

Thank you for your wine, california
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes, Ive got the desert in my toenail
And hid the speed inside my shoe

But come on come on down sweet virginia
Come on honey child I beg of you

Come on come on down you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

Inebriated update!


"TELL ME, MISTER LOVE!"

Insomniac. Album version, though.

My head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus (oh my lordy its true...)
Its that kind of mornin
Really was that kind of night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night

Went down to the snake pit
To drink a little beer
Listen to the jukebox
Merle was comin in clear

All of a sudden I wadn alone
Pickin country music with ol joe bones
Duval street was rockin
My eyes they starting poppin

Because there she sat at the corner of the bar
As I broke another string on my ol guitar
Someone call a cab
Lady wontcha pay my tab

And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its true...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night

Gotta get a little orange juice
And a darvon for my head
I cant spend all day
Baby layin in the bed

Im goin down to faustos get some chocolate milk
Cant spend my life in yer sheets of silk
Ive got to find my way
Crawl out and greet the day

But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its true...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night

Let me tell ya, I be roarin friday night
I mean Ill be
Roarin
Friday
Night

...good morning

Steve Earle "The Galway Girl"

Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
'Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl

When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, tell me what would you do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
I've traveled around I've been all over this world
Boys I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl

..."Morning" (Peer Gynt) Edvard Grieg

the song is from Bird York In the Deep, I'm feeling a little run down. I can't get a video to work so if you never heard this song you really need to go find it, its a really good song.
HERE'S THE SONG!!!

completely not my style of music but I love this song and it's how I've been feeling for a good 2 months now.

...good morning...

Feeling funky and wanting to meet somebody

this is mine and my husbands song. Right now I'm going camping a few days without.

So I go to find this song on youtube, you know to 'post my mood' and I find this guy...the internet can be so charming, lol

i need two turntables and a microphone, mm.

Currently:


and

A beautiful song about a dark place.
Unemployment - it's the new heroin!

no actual video, just some dude doing an acoustic cover, but i'm feeling all sorts of "hooray for me" by bad religion.

here's the lyrics, and the rather decent cover

I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner,
in the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America,
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying,
and that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds
and Damned out loud,
he, can you tell me how does it feel?

yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,
doing anything that you don't have to?
well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me and fuck you.

when I slept with stony faces on the riverbank,
my angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying,
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms with roman candles,
on an endless graveyard train

yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doing
anything just 'cuz you want to?
well, that's just what I do so hooray for me and fuck you.

yeah, I was dreaming through the "howzlife", yawning,
car black, when she told me "mad and meaningless as ever..",
and a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme,
for a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence

oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, and never sensible,
I've been incredible so damned irascible
and I like the things I do so hooray for me and fuck you.

James Morrison - Wonderful World

I tried to post the youtube but apparently I don't have enough posts yet (even tho I have more than the 3 it's trying to say I have so far... oh well... another time I'll post the video)

I know it's a wonderful world, but I can't feel it right now...
It's a wonderful world, from the sky down to the sea, but I can only see it when you're here with me...