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Post by marjancin on Feb 21, 2007 21:07:12 GMT -6
"Love Is The Answer" - England Dan & John Ford Coley (or Cindy Morgan, for the younger generation)
Name your price
I'll take you to paradise
I can't stay here anymore
I've looked high and low
I've been from shore to shore to shore
If there's a short cut I'd have found it
But there's no easy way around it
Light of the world, shine on me
Love is the answer
Shine on us all, set us free
Love is the answer
Next word: Paradise
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 21, 2007 22:45:20 GMT -6
Meat Loaf - Paradise By The Dashboard Lights
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Oh it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
Paradise by the dashboard light
dashboard
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Post by Siren on Feb 21, 2007 22:56:21 GMT -6
It was passionate nights and DASHBOARD light
Nobody was watching the clock
It was love in the making
Eggs and bacon at the 76 truckstop
from "Cowboy Days" by Terri Clark
next: eggs
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 21, 2007 23:03:59 GMT -6
Evenin Ms. Siren...
Joni Mitchell - Barangrill
And you just have to laugh
’cause it’s all so crazy
Ah, her mind’s on her boyfriend
And eggs over easy
It’s just a trick on you
Her mirrors and your will
So you ask the truck driver
On the way to the till
But he’s just a slave
To barangrill
mirrors
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 23, 2007 22:48:57 GMT -6
Excellent choice Bud...
I Try - Macy Gray
Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here
When will they stop
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together babe
But we’re not
I play it off, but I’m dreaming of you
And I’ll try to keep my cool, but I’m feenin’
I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not here
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not here
I may appear to be free
But I’m just a prisoner of your love
And I may seem all right and smile when you leave
But my smiles are just a front
Just a front, hey
I play it off, but I’m dreaming of you
And I’ll try to keep my cool, but I’m feenin’
I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not here
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not here
Here is my confession
May I be your possession
Boy, I need your touch
Your love, kisses and such
With all my might I try
But this I can’t deny
Deny
I play it off, but I’m dreaming of you
(but I’m dreaming of you babe)
And I’ll keep my cool, but I’m feenin’
I try to say goodbye and I choke (yeah)
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
(when you are not near aahh)
Goodbye and I choke (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I try to walk away and I stumble (hey, hey, hey)
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear (say it lord)
My world crumbles when you are not here
Goodbye and I choke (I’m choking)
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it’s clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
(when you are not near, yeah, yeah yeah)
Yeah, yeah..
stumble
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Post by Siren on Feb 23, 2007 23:33:32 GMT -6
Her pony did STUMBLE, she did fall
Her dying touched the hearts of us one and all
Young Vandy, in his pain, put a bullet in his brain
We buried them together as the snow began to fall
from "Darcy Farrow" by John Denver
next: brain
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Post by Phalon on Feb 24, 2007 7:47:52 GMT -6
from "The Clincher" by Chevelle
"The brain needs oxygen
Can't sneak around this bait
His catacomb has got me by the chin
This body's left the soul"
Next word: catacomb
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 25, 2007 10:04:05 GMT -6
Trying to stump us all Madam P?
Black Sabbath - Illusion of Power
Fool, you’re caught in a complex catacomb of your own inadequcies and pitiful weaknesses,
Your soul secretes insecurity.
So you live on the reflection side of the mirror; you’re terrified of true power.
You fear
complex
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Post by fallenangel on Feb 26, 2007 13:12:51 GMT -6
Through With You by Maroon 5
Do you remember
The way we used to melt
Do you remember how it felt
When I touched you, oh
'Cause I remember very well
And how long has it been
Since someone you let in
Has given when I gave to you
And at night when you sleep
Do you dream I would be there
Just for a minute or two
Do you
You ain't ever coming back to me
That's not how this was supposed to be
You take my hand just to give it back
No other lover has ever done that
Heartache, heartache I just have so much
A simple love with a complex touch
There is nothing you can say or do
I called to let you know I'm through with you
next word : Simple
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 26, 2007 22:17:58 GMT -6
Good choice. One of my current favorites Yinyang.
The Muppets - Thimble Beetle Song (no laughing)
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the nimble, Thimblebeetle sitting on a pitted, spotted stone.
See the nimble, Thimblebeetle sitting on a pitted, spotted stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little simple, nimble Thimblebeetle's daughters doing curtsies
like they ought'er as they sit in sticky spots upon a pitted, spotted
stone.
See the little simple, nimble Thimblebeetle's daughters doing
curtsies like they ought'er as they sit on sticky spots upon a
pitted, spotted stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone
See the beetle sitting on a stone
See the little simple, nimble Thimblebeetle's daughters doing curtsies
like they ought'er as they sit 'n hit n' spit 'n spat 'n flit 'n flatten
flowers on a pitted, spotted stone.
See the little simple, silly, dimpled, pimpled daughters as they
flirt with dirty otters while they flit 'n flatten spatulas
and, smack a, and, satin, flatter maddened hatters on a
skitzy kitten stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.
nimble
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Post by Siren on Feb 27, 2007 21:15:22 GMT -6
Jack be NIMBLE
Jack be QUICK
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'cause fire is the devil's only friend
from "American Pie" by Don McLean
next: quick
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 28, 2007 23:05:59 GMT -6
Allison Krauss (sigh) - Cloudy Days
Cloudy days don’t the sun ever shine anymore?
Stormy weather will you always be around?
When I’m down, I can’t stand cloudy days
Cloudy
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Post by fallenangel on Mar 2, 2007 9:31:24 GMT -6
So Pure ~ Alanis Morissette
you from new york you are so relevant
you reduce me to cosmic tears
luminous more so than most anyone
unapologetically alive knot in my stomach
and lump in my throat
i love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression
supposed former infatuation junkie
i sink three pointers and you wax poetically
i love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression
let's grease the wheel over tea
let's discuss things in confidence
let's be outspoken let's be ridiculous
let's solve the world's problems
i love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression
Next word: TRANCE
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 2, 2007 22:53:32 GMT -6
New Order - Truth
Oh, it's a strange day
In such a lonely way
I saw some children dance
I watched my life in a trance
And the people around me
Seemed so glad to be here
Will my time pass so slowly
On the day that I fear?
And the noise that surrounds me
Pulls so loud in my head
From the promise that healed us
To the lies that I said
Oh, it's a strange day
In such a lonely way
Some people look down on me,
I know they like what they see
Strange day,
Such a strange day
Such a strange day
children
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Post by Siren on Mar 3, 2007 21:57:13 GMT -6
Ever had a drink of watermelon wine he asked
He told me all about it though I didn't answer back
Ain't but three things in this world that's worth a solitary dime
But OLD dogs and CHILDREN and watermelon wine
from "Old Dogs And Children And Watermelong Wine" by Tom T. Hall
next: old
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 3, 2007 23:12:31 GMT -6
Just An Old Fashioned Girl - Ertha Kitt
I'm just an old fashioned girl with an old fashioned mind
Not sophisticated, I'm the sweet and simple kind.
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
I want an old fashioned car, a cerise Cadillac,
Long enhough to put a bowling alley in the back.
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
I'll stay weaving at my loom,
Be no trouble to my groom,
If he'll keep the piles of money mounting.
In our cottage there will be
A soundproof nursery
Not to wake the baby while I'm counting.
I like the old fashioned flowers, violets are for me -
Have them made in diamonds by the man at Tiffany.
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
I'm just a pilgrim at heart, oh so pure and genteel.
Watch me in Las Vegas while I'm at the spinning wheel!
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
I'll ask for such simple things when my birthday occurs:
Two appartment buildings that are labelled 'Hers' and 'Hers'.
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
I like Chopin and Bizet
And the songs of yesterday,
String quartets and Polonesian carols.
But the music that excels
Is the sound of oil wells
As they slurp, slurp, slurp into the barrels.
Our little home will be quaint as an old parasol,
And instead of carpet I'll have money wall to wall.
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
And an old fashioned millionaire.
sophisticated
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Post by Phalon on Mar 6, 2007 23:04:12 GMT -6
Mission ~ Rush
Hold your fire --
Keep it burning bright
Hold the flame 'til the dream ignites --
A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission
I hear their passionate music
Read the words that touch my heart
I gaze at their feverish pictures
The secrets that set them apart
When I feel the powerful visions
Their fire has made alive
I wish I had that instinct -- I wish I had that drive
Spirits fly on dangerous missions
Imaginations on fire
Focused high on soaring ambitions
Consumed in a single desire
In the grip of a nameless possession --
A slave to the drive of obsession --
A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission...
I watch their images flicker
Bringing light to a lifeless screen
I walk through their beautiful buildings
And I wish I had their dreams
But dreams don't need to have motion
To keep their spark alive
Obsession has to have action --
Pride turns on the drive
It's cold comfort
To the ones without it
To know how they struggled --
How they suffered about it
If their lives were exotic and strange
They would likely have gladly exchanged them
For something a little more plain
Maybe something a little more sane
We each pay a fabulous price
For our visions of paradise
But a spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission...
Next word: lifeless
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Post by fallenangel on Mar 14, 2007 9:32:59 GMT -6
October~Evanescense
I can't run anymore,
I fall before you,
Here I am,
I have nothing left,
Though I've tried to forget,
You're all that I am,
Take me home,
I'm through fighting it,
Broken,
Lifeless,
I give up,
You're my only strength,
Without you,
I can't go on,
Anymore,
Ever again.
My only hope,
(All the times I've tried)
My only peace,
(To walk away from you)
My only joy,
My only strength,
(I fall into your abounding grace)
My only power,
My only life,
(And love is where I am)
My only love.
next word: BROKEN
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Post by lolapunk on Mar 14, 2007 12:26:08 GMT -6
Been a while, good to dust off the old lyric brain.
Broken Hearted Savior - Big Head Todd and the Monsters
Fields are white in snowy spring and
I can't remember the last time that I've seen her.
The highway is still cold and wet and I can't forget
the way I had to leave her,
And every passing day, she flickers and she fades.
Is someone to help her when she falls from the heaven?
And I'll love her yet she has done me wrong.
And I'll bring her back she has been long gone.
And I'll always be her BROKEN hearted savior.
And every heavy night takes out
the little life that's left within her.
Every man she gives her love, he takes it,
and leaves her with a DINNER.
Our love was once a flame, now I'm just a forgotten name,
Am I the only one to blame for ever loving her?
dinner
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Post by Phalon on Mar 14, 2007 13:10:33 GMT -6
OMG - Big Head Todd and the Monsters!!!! Broken Hearted Savior!!!!
No time to think of what's for "dinner" now - I gotta go dig out my old CD's!
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Post by lolapunk on Mar 14, 2007 17:50:31 GMT -6
Huh, Phalon. Big Head Todd are a Colorado grown product; I surprised you've heard of them. I remember their big 'break' came on the David Letterman Show and he introduced them as Big Head Todd and the Rangers. Disappointing to hear him get the band name wrong but evidently they did ok with that cd. Todd Park Mohr is on his own now, I think. Last time I heard them as a band they were on the radio talking to the dj about how their van was broken into while on tour and every single one of the guitars stolen, one or two of some significant historical value though I forget the details.
Anyway, I'm thrilled to see your enthusiasm.
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Post by Siren on Mar 14, 2007 19:58:53 GMT -6
Lolie! Hi!
Rain in the sky
A tear in my eye
STATIC on the radio
The long night's begun
With DINNER for one
You said you'd never go
from "Blessed Are The Believers" by Anne Murray
next: static
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Post by Phalon on Mar 14, 2007 22:03:58 GMT -6
I had one Big Head Todd CD, Lola. Sister Sweetly; I loved the song of the same title too. Probably haven't listened to it in over ten years; I know it is older than that - pre-LX. I bought it at the same time I bought "The Screamin' Cheetah Wheelies", and if you've heard of them, I'd be more surprised than you of me knowing Big Head Todd and the Monsters.
Now for the word - another song from those pre-metal days.
FM ~ Steely Dan
Worry the bottle mamma, it's grapefruit wine
Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time
The girls don't seem to care what's on
As long as it plays till dawn
Nothin' but blues and Elvis
And somebody else's favorite song
Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae, she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
FM - no static at all
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
FM - no static at all
Next word: grapefruit
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 14, 2007 22:23:48 GMT -6
Tori Amos - Space Dog
Deck the halls
I'm young again
I'm you again
Racing turtles
The grapefruit is winning
Seems i keep getting this story twisted
So where's Neil when you need him
Deck the halls
It's you again
It's you again
Somewhere someone must know the ending
Is she still pissing in the river now
Heard she's gone
Moved into a trailer park
pissing
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Post by lolapunk on Mar 15, 2007 14:25:58 GMT -6
Got an email giving info on a Big Head Todd concert coming up... guess they're still together.
from 'Tubthumping' - Chumbawumba
PISSING the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a VODKA drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the better times
vodka
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 15, 2007 22:50:34 GMT -6
A Hazy Shade Of Winter - Simon And Garfunkel
Time,
Time,
Time, see what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities.
I was so hard to please.
Look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
Hear the Salvation Army band.
Down by the riverside's
Bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned.
Carry your cup in your hand.
And look around.
Leaves are brown.
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
Hang on to your hopes, my friend.
That's an easy thing to say,
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again.
Look around,
The grass is high,
The fields are ripe,
It's the springtime of my life.
Seasons change with the scenery;
Weaving time in a tapestry.
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips
Looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme.
Drinking my vodka and lime,
I look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
hazy
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Post by Gabbin on Mar 16, 2007 21:16:20 GMT -6
Hey Gams. I was just looking at Bittersweet by Big Head Todd. Great stuff. That song is amazing.
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Post by vox on Mar 17, 2007 14:27:27 GMT -6
Harry Chapin - Pretzel Man Lyrics
He's the little pretzel man, he's got his twisted pretzel hands
He's got his a pretzel wife, that he's loved all his pretzel life
And he's got himself a pretzel girl, that they both brought into their world
And watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in Pretzel Land
Six days a week, when he wakes up
She will fill his coffee cup
Six days a week he is a working man
He wheels his wagon to the park
He sells pretzels 'till it's dark
But that's the only life that he understands
He's his own man
He's the little pretzel man, he's got his twisted pretzel hands
He's got that pretzel wife, that he's loved all his pretzel life
And he's got himself a pretzel girl, that they both brought into their world
But watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in Pretzel Land
On Sunday, when they go to church
In the seventh pew they perch
They listen to his sermon and they believe
They're grateful for the food they ate
So they put their money in a plate
They've heard of hungry children and they grieve (they believe)
So we watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in Pretzel Land
If only we could all be like that man
If only we all lived in Pretzel , only we all lived in Pretzel, only we all lived in Pretzel ...Land
Next word Perch
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Post by vox on Mar 17, 2007 14:34:53 GMT -6
Thanks Maeve, not sure if this is right, but do I chose the next word, and does it have to come from the lyrics I just posted? if so, the next word is 'Perch'
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Post by vox on Mar 17, 2007 15:52:42 GMT -6
blackwater park by the 'Paroles'
THE LEPER AFFINITY
We entered winter once again
Naked, freezing from my breath
'Neath the lid all limbs tucked away
This coffin is your abode from now and onwards
Your body is mine to avail
Such a tragic sight you are
Slave under my creed
Spurring me with those tears
I am beyond death
Midst a dreaming affinity
Saving strength now, faint whispers
Come erotic communion in its splendour
Fever mirrored ghosts
Night time consolation, cross the line
Draw murder into art
Sleep inside through days
In the wake of this relief
Shivering, longing for more
Insanity at its peak
Love me to my death
Lost are days of spring
You sighted and let me in
Keep the beast inside
Shackled within my hide
Screaming out too late
Losing to my hate
Grew together with your skin
And paced the trails of sin
Your gaze covered with virgin snow
Rigid features
It's the shallow deeds who is to blame
Deafening shrieks pierced the night
A step from oblivion
Moving into the dim lights
Hiding within a reverie
It was worth it for the wait alone
Your body is mine to availSuch a tragic sight you are
Slave under my creed
Spurring me with those tears.
next word: mirrored
Vox
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