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Post by Phalon on Sept 11, 2005 21:51:24 GMT -6
Give me a word. Give me a sign. Show me where to look; Tell me what will I find. Lay me on the ground. Fly me in the sky. Show me where to look; Tell me what will I find. Oh, heaven let your light shine down.
Shine by Collective Soul
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Sept 20, 2005 7:03:08 GMT -6
Neil Young - I Wonder Why
For the love of man Who could understand What goes on What is right and what is wrong Why the angels cry And the heaven's sigh When a child is born to live But not like you and I.
Let the angels ring the bells In the holy hall May they hear the voice That calls to them For the love of man Who will understand It's alright I know it's alright.
Down the dusty road To the forest church Let wander there Let me wonder why On the ocean wave In the billowing sky Let wander there Let me wonder why.
Let the angels ring the bells In the holy hall Let them hear the voice that calls. For the love of man Who will understand It's alright But I wonder why.
I wonder why. I wonder why. I wonder why. I wonder why.
dusty
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Post by Phalon on Sept 20, 2005 21:49:33 GMT -6
"Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings. Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be? I hope it's you."
from "11AM" by Incubus
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Post by Grrlpower on Sept 22, 2005 21:43:17 GMT -6
When you feel like you need someone there Feel like no one really cares Call me on the telephone I'll be there
When you feel like you really need love I'll always be by your side Call me on the telephone I'll be there
Everyone needs someone to love Call me, I'll give you love
When you feel like you need someone there Feel like no one really cares Call me on the telephone I'll be there
We'll share a love that will never end Lean on me and I'll be your friend In your darkest hour I'll be your light Like a star shining in the night
Call me on the telephone I'll be there
Everyone needs someone to love Call me, and I'll give you love In my heart, you'd have a home But I'll never leave you alone
When you feel like you need someone there Feel like no one really cares Call me on the telephone I'll be there
When you feel like you really need love I'll always be by your side Call me on the telephone I'll be there
When you feel like you need someone there Feel like no one really cares Call me on the telephone I'll be there
Diana Ross
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Post by Phalon on Sept 22, 2005 22:01:55 GMT -6
Hi Gp. Good to see you.
"You left without saying goodbye Although I'm sure you tried You call the house from time to time To make sure we're alive But you weren't there Right when I needed you the most And now I dream about it How it's so bad, it's so bad."
from Too Bad by Nickelback
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Post by Grrlpower on Sept 23, 2005 0:22:25 GMT -6
HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN CCR
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor She sewed my new bluejeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one
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Post by Phalon on Sept 23, 2005 7:05:02 GMT -6
I like the Animals version of "House of the Rising Sun" best. At least, that is the only one I remember. But speaking of CCR, love this one...
I see the bad moon rising. I see trouble on the way. I see earthquakes and lightnin'. I see bad times today.
Don't go around tonight, Well, it's bound to take your life, There's a bad moon on the rise.
I hear hurricanes ablowing. I know the end is coming soon. I fear rivers over flowing. I hear the voice of rage and ruin.
Don't go around tonight, Well, it's bound to take your life, There's a bad moon on the rise. All right!
Hope you got your things together. Hope you are quite prepared to die. Looks like we're in for nasty weather. One eye is taken for an eye.
Don't go around tonight, Well, it's bound to take your life, There's a bad moon on the rise.
Don't go around tonight, Well, it's bound to take your life, There's a bad moon on the rise.
Bad Mood Rising by Credence Clearwater Revival
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Sept 25, 2005 6:53:49 GMT -6
That's Amore Dean Martin
[Words and Music by Harry Warren and Jack Brooks]
(In Napoli where love is King) (When boy meets girl) (Here's what they say)
When the moon hits your eye Like a big-a pizza pie That's amore When the world seems to shine Like you've had too much wine That's amore
Bells'll ring Ting-a-ling-a-ling Ting-a-ling-a-ling And you'll sing "Vita bella" Hearts'll play Tippi-tippi-tay Tippi-tippi-tay Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool Joost-a like pasta fazool That's amore When you dance down the street With a cloud at your feet, you're in love When you walk in a dream But you know you're not dreamin', signore 'Scusami, but you see Back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye) (Like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine (Like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
(Bells will ring) (Ting-a-ling-a-ling) (ting-a-ling-a-ling) (And you'll sing "Vita bella") (Vita bell-vita bella) (Hearts will play) (Tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay) (Like a gay tarantella)
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool That's amore (that's amore) When you dance down the street With a cloud at your feet, you're in love When you walk in a dream But you know you're not dreaming, signore 'Scusami, but you see Back in old Napoli, that's amore
(Amore)
That's amore
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Post by katina2nd on Sept 25, 2005 20:06:46 GMT -6
Risin' up -- back on the street, Did my time, took my chances Went the distance now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times, it happens too fast, You trade your passion for glory, Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past, You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the Eye of the Tiger , It's the thrill of the fight, Rising up to the challenge of our rival, And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night, And he's watching us all With the Eye of the Tiger
Face to face -- out in the heat, Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry They stack the odds still we take to the street For the kill, with the skill to survive
It's the Eye of the Tiger , It's the thrill of the fight, Rising up to the challenge of our rival, And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night, And he's watching us all With the Eye of the Tiger
Risin' up -- staright to the top, Had the guts, got the glory Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive
It's the Eye of the Tiger , It's the thrill of the fight, Rising up to the challenge of our rival, And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night, And he's watching us all With the Eye of the Tiger
Eye of the Tiger ......... Aaron Carter.
Challenge.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Sept 30, 2005 9:34:24 GMT -6
Carbon 14 - Endurance
Everyone tries to hard to keep me down spit on my dreams crash to the ground I've got a voice and it will be heard sticks and stones I'm not hurt by words
You threaten me with threats of conformity Challenge me With false beliefs When the smoke clears You'll see me grin A testament A prophecy
Look in your mirror What do you see Becoming so clear looking down on me
You gotta good idea Of what I should be Well I don't need my Mind made up for me
Look in the mirror What do you see Your hollow words have no effect on me
I wont let you beat me into the ground. I will endure.
Ok I stretched the rules a bit....
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Post by Phalon on Oct 5, 2005 9:29:19 GMT -6
"...Listen here...
Is it a possibility? That we're all just equal, Slam the power down. Abusing... Does it p!ss you off to be beat at your own game? You lead us with false morals and shelter reality. No more...we're not buying your product when, You're selling, The words preaching silence..."
From Silenced by Mudvayne
morals
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Post by Siren on Oct 5, 2005 19:40:50 GMT -6
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, Toiling in the DANGER and in the MORALS of despair. Emmylou Harris - "Every Grain Of Sand" from the cd "Wrecking Ball"
Next word: danger
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Post by Phalon on Oct 5, 2005 23:08:47 GMT -6
This one's been stuck in my head the last couple of days.
"No what for's; only a can Of red says danger on it. I have found another way."
Gasoline from Audioslave
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Post by Siren on Oct 6, 2005 18:17:26 GMT -6
They buried him there in the old churchyard They buried her beside him And on his GRAVE grew a RED, red rose And on her grave, a briar
They grew and they grew in the old churchyard Till they could not grow any higher They leaped and they tied in a true lover's knot, The rose around the briar
"Barbara Allen" - an ancient song, recorded many times. Joan Baez used to do it a lot. I first heard it when my granny sang it.
Next word: grave
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Post by Gabbin on Oct 8, 2005 21:36:33 GMT -6
Gads! What is going on in Lyricville? Yikes! BOLL. Nice uplifting ditties, those.
Very fascinating, too.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 9, 2005 16:52:15 GMT -6
"Yeah! So you children of the world, listen to what I say. If you want a better place to live in spread the words today Show the world that love is still alive; you must be brave Or you children of today are Children of the Grave, Yeah!"
from Children of the Grave by White Zombie
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Post by Siren on Oct 10, 2005 18:30:28 GMT -6
For the CHILDREN and the FLOWERS Are my sisters and my brothers Their laughter and their loveliness Could clear a cloudy day
Like the music of the mountains And the colors of the rainbow They're a promise of the future And a blessing for today
"Rhymes and Reasons" - John Denver
Next word: flowers
Is that optimistic enough for you, G? All it lacks is a bluebird sitting on John's shoulder, and a fawn eating from his hand.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Oct 17, 2005 7:35:03 GMT -6
Neil Diamond - You Don't Bring Me Flowers
You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs You hardly talk to me anymore When you come thru the door At the end of the day
I remember when You couldn't wait to love me Used to hate to leave me Now after lovin' me late at night When it's good for you And you're feelin' alright Well you just roll over And turn out the light And you don't bring me flowers anymore
It used to be so natural To talk about forever But "used to be's" don't count anymore They just lay on the floor 'Til we sweep them away
And baby, I remember All the things you taught me I learned how to laugh And I learned how to cry Well I leared how to love And I learned how to lie Well you'd think I could learn How to tell you goodbye And yYou don't bring me flowers anymore
Well you'd think I could learn how to tell you 'goodbye' You don't say you need me You don't sing me love songs You don't bring me flowers anymore
One of those songs that makes you want to curl up in a ball and just cry your eyes out....pathetic..lol
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Post by xenavirgin on Oct 17, 2005 8:54:03 GMT -6
Jerusalem by William Blake And did those feet in ancient times, Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the Holy Lamb of God, On Englands pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among those dark satanic mills? BRING me my BOW of burning fire! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear, oh clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of Fire! I will not cease, from mental fight! Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand! Till I have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land! So now try for one with BOW in it. I'm amazed I remembered all the words! ANKH! DJED! WAS! LIFE! HEALTH! PROSPERITY! Lara
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Oct 17, 2005 16:28:47 GMT -6
The Devil Went Down To Georgia
Charlie Daniels Band
The devil went down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind cause he was way behind And he was willing to make a deal When he came across this young man Sawing on a fiddle and playing 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'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you Now you played pretty good fiddle,boy But give the devil his due I 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 you bet, your gonna regret Cause I'm the best that'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
The devil opened up his case And he said "I'll start this show" And fire flew from his finger tips As he rosined up his bow And he pulled the bow across the strings And it made a evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this
When the devil finished Johnny said Well you're, pretty good old son But sit down in that chair right there And let me show you how it's done
Fire on the mountain run boys run Devils in the house at the rising sun chicken in the bread pan picking out dough Granny does your dog bite no-child-no
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 want to try again I done told you once, you son of a bitch I'm the best that's ever been" he played
Fire on the mountain run boys run Devils in the house at the rising sun chicken in the bread pan picking out dough Granny will your dog bite no-Child-no
strings
Ok so I cheated a bit.....but I like the song. ;D
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Post by Siren on Oct 17, 2005 23:08:49 GMT -6
I could wash my car in the rain Change my new GUITAR STRINGS Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday I don't need to waste my time crying over you I got better things to do
"Better Things To Do" - Terri Clark
next word: guitar
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Post by Phalon on Oct 17, 2005 23:17:11 GMT -6
Oooo, here's one of my favorites from way back.
"Ziggy played guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly And the Spiders From Mars He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man Then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang Screwed up eyes and screwed down hair-do Like some cat from Japan He could lick 'em by smiling He could leave them to hang Came on so loaded man Well hung and snow-white tan
So where were the Spiders While the flies tried to break our balls Just the beer light to guide us So we shrew about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands
Ziggy played for time Jiving us that we were voodoo But the kids were just crass He was the nazz, with God-given ass He took it all too far But boy, could he play guitar
Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man We had to break up the band
Now Ziggy played guitar."
Ziggy Stardust by David Bowie
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Post by xenavirgin on Oct 18, 2005 16:04:44 GMT -6
"Boy"
Cherish - Madonna
So tired of broken hearts and losing at this game Before I start this dance I take a chance in telling you I want more than just romance You are my destiny, I can't let go baby can't you see Cupid please take your aim at me
Chorus:
Cherish the thought Of always having you here by my side (oh baby I) Cherish the joy You keep bringing it into my life (I'm always singing it) Cherish your strength You got the power to make me feel good (and baby I) Perish the thought Of ever leaving, I never would
I was never satisfied with casual encounters I can't hide my need for two hearts that bleed with burning love That's the way it's got to be Romeo and Juliet, they never felt this way I bet So don't underestimate my point of view
(chorus)
Who? You! Can't get away I won't let you Who? You! I could never forget to Cherish is the word I use to remind me of your love
Romeo and Juliet, they never felt this way I bet So don't underestimate my point of view
Who? You! Can't get away I won't let you Who? You! I could never forget to Cherish is the word I use to remind me of your love
(chorus)
Give me faith give me joy, my boy I will always cherish you
So for the next one, how about...
CHERISH
ANKH! DJED! WAS! LIFE! HEALTH! PROSPERITY! Lara
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Post by Siren on Oct 18, 2005 19:05:41 GMT -6
I had to hurry and post to keep someone from referencing that drippy song by The Association!
"The Back Of The Bottom Drawer" by Chely Wright
In the back of the bottom drawer Of the dresser by our bed Is a box of odds and ends that I have always kept. But the man who sleeps beside me Doesn't know it's even there - Little pieces of my past That I shouldn't have to share
A napkin that is stained with time, Has a poem on it that didn't quite rhyme, but it made me cry. And a 'Dear Jane' letter from a different guy - He broke up with me, and he told me I'm not always right. And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer
I don't keep these things 'cause I'm longing to go back. I keep them because I want to stay right where I'm at. I'm reminded of my rights and wrongs. I don't want to mess this up. But I wouldn't know where I belong Without this box of stuff.
A birthday card from my first boyfriend - He signed it 'I love you' so I gave in. Yeah, we went too far in his daddy's car. And those Mardi Gras beads from '98 - We danced all night, stayed out so late. We thought we were stars, closing down the bars. That champagne was cheap, but still I've got that cork In the back of the bottom drawer
I'm not trying to hide these things from the man I love today. But I'm a better woman for him, thanks to my yesterdays.
So now I try to give more than I take And I bite my tongue, fight the urge to say it's my way Or no way at all. And now I CHERISH love a WHOLE lot more 'Cause of what's In the back of the bottom drawer.
next word: whole
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Post by Gabbin on Oct 18, 2005 22:00:28 GMT -6
I get this game!
He's got the whole world in his hands (clap) He's got the whole wide world in his hands (clap)....etc...
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Post by Phalon on Oct 18, 2005 22:19:04 GMT -6
Boll Gabbin, at your wide-eyed exhuberance declaring, "I get this game!"
"...With arms wide open Under the sunrise Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open..."
With Arms Wide Open by Creed
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Post by Siren on Oct 19, 2005 21:30:59 GMT -6
I've been too long in the wind Too long in the rain Taking any comfort that I can Looking back and longing for the freedom from my chains Lying in your loving ARMS again
"Loving Arms" - The Dixie Chicks
Next word: lying
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Post by xenavirgin on Oct 23, 2005 15:36:34 GMT -6
O.K.
I don't know the songs title or who it's by, and I don't know any of the other lyrics, but this line has been stuck on repeat in my head for days now.
"Lyin in the arms of Mary."
So we've had arms, how about..
Mary
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Post by Phalon on Oct 23, 2005 22:13:58 GMT -6
Hhmmm...can't help you there, X-Virgin; the line from the song does not ring any bells with me as to who the artist or the what song title may be.
But Mary was easy; first thing popped into my head was "Proud Mary" by Credence Clearwater Revival.
"Left a good job in the city, Working for The Man every night and day, And I never lost one minute of sleeping, Worrying 'bout the way things might have been.
Big wheel keep on turning, Proud Mary keep on burning, Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river...."
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Post by Siren on Oct 24, 2005 23:01:49 GMT -6
I'm an old-fashioned girl In a modern-day world Holding on to what Mom and Dad taught me
Some ways I'm modern as can be But there's still a part of me Makes me PROUD to be an OLD-FASHIONED girl
"Old Fashioned Girl" by Joni Harms
next word: old-fashioned
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