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Post by Siren on May 28, 2007 22:13:35 GMT -6
I want a heartbreak Harley A full of steam dream machine Or just a little late night Sexy long STRETCH LIMOUSINE
from "You Win My Love" by Shania Twain
next: stretch
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Post by fallenangel on May 29, 2007 9:49:50 GMT -6
Little Perennials ~ Indigo Girls
Back in the long stretch of loneliness I have come to call a living, I'm getting something for all this love's labor, even when I am forgetting.
Oh we oh oh little perennials where'd you come from?
Daughter of my father's second cousin, loyalties, I got em by the dozen. We share a past, we share a blood relation and that's as good as an invitation.
Oh we oh oh little perennials where'd you come from?
next word: LABOR
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Post by Siren on May 29, 2007 21:20:40 GMT -6
All day long I break my back To keep this company in the black There's gotta be an end to all this LABOR When I hear that WHISTLE blow I can't wait to see your smiling face and Lose myself in your embrace But lately every day when I walk in Oh it feels like work again
from "Feels Like Work" by Darryl Worley
next: whistle
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Post by Phalon on May 30, 2007 0:01:16 GMT -6
Just whistle while you work Put on that grin and start right in to whistle loud and long Just hum a merry tune Just do your best and take a rest and sing your self a song
When there's too much to do Don't let it bother you, forget your troubles, Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee
And whistle while you work Come on get smart, tune up and start to whistle while you work
next word: hum
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Post by vox on Jun 2, 2007 14:07:35 GMT -6
Workingman's Blues - Bob Dylan
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town Starlight by the edge of the creek The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's gettin' shallow and weak Well, the place I love best is a sweet memory It's a new path that we trod They say low wages are a reality If we want to compete abroad
My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf Come sit down on my knee You are dearer to me than myself As you yourself can see While I'm listening to the steel rails hum Got both eyes tight shut Just sitting here trying to keep the hunger from Creeping it's way into my gut
Chorus: Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind Bring me my boots and shoes You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues
Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and the seas I'll drag 'em all down to hell and I'll stand 'em at the wall I'll sell 'em to their enemies I'm tryin' to feed my soul with thought Gonna sleep off the rest of the day Sometimes no one wants what we got Sometimes you can't give it away
Now the place is ringed with countless foes Some of them may be deaf and dumb No man, no woman knows The hour that sorrow will come In the dark I hear the night birds call I can feel a lover's breath I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall Sleep is like a temporary death
(chorus)
Well, they burned my barn, and they stole my horse I can't save a dime I got to be careful, I don't want to be forced Into a life of continual crime I can see for myself that the sun is sinking How I wish you were here to see Tell me now, am I wrong in thinking That you have forgotten me?
Now they worry and they hurry and they fuss and they fret They waste your nights and days Them I will forget But you I'll remember always Old memories of you to me have clung You've wounded me with your words Gonna have to straighten out your tongue It's all true, everything you've heard
(chorus)
In you, my friend, I find no blame Wanna look in my eyes, please do No one can ever claim That I took up arms against you All across the peaceful sacred fields They will lay you low They'll break your horns and slash you with steel I say it so it must be so
Now I'm down on my luck and I'm black and blue Gonna give you another chance I'm all alone and I'm expecting you To lead me off in a cheerful dance I got a brand new suit and a brand new wife I can live on rice and beans Some people never worked a day in their life Don't know what work even means
Next Word Tongue
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Post by moonglum on Jun 2, 2007 14:27:45 GMT -6
Slip of the Tongue ~ Whitesnake
Sometime after midnight, the heat begins to rise Girl you'd shame the devil with the look that's in your eyes I know what's on your mind and I can't run away If I don't give you what you want there's gonna be some hell to pay Creeping up behind me, knocking at my door I'd never be too blind to see just what you're looking for You roll me over, make me moan Ooh, such a velvet touch, you'd melt a heart of stone (chorus:) Anytime, anyplace, I'm just the fool who puts a smile on your face A slave to love and keep you young All it takes and no mistakes is just a slip of the tongue
And if I want a little love I gotta take a little pain Make me think a thousand times before I kiss again I'm waiting on your, every day and every night If I don't try to satisfy there's gonna be a fist fight (chorus)
The sun is slowly rising and I'm sinking to my knees I'm dying just to close my eyes, I'm begging, darlin' please I hear you calling and I'm crawling cross the floor I give you everything I got and still you ask for more (chorus)
next word................velvet
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Post by fallenangel on Jun 2, 2007 17:06:35 GMT -6
Black Velvet ~ Alanah Myles
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
Chorus: Black velvet and that little boy's smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please
Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave White lightening, bound to drive you wild Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl "Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
next word: SOUTHERN
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Post by Siren on Jun 2, 2007 17:34:45 GMT -6
From Carolina down to Georgia, Smell the jasmine and magnolia, Sleepy sweet home Alabama, Roll Tide roll, MUDDY water, Mississippi, Blessed Graceland whispers to me, Carry on, Carry on, Carry on Sweet SOUTHERN comfort carry on,
from "Sweet Southern Comfort" by Buddy Jewell
next: muddy
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Post by Phalon on Jun 2, 2007 21:41:14 GMT -6
The Pot ~ Tool
Who are you to wave your finger? You must have been out your head. Eyehole deep in muddy waters, you practically raised the dead Rob the grave to snow the cradle, then burn the evidence down. Soapbox house of cards and glass, so don't go tossing your stones around.
Next word: soapbox
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Post by mabd on Jun 3, 2007 10:57:32 GMT -6
Soap-Box Preacher The Band
Soap-box preacher standing on the corner And all the people they would gather round You speak of faith with a blaze of glory But those that fear they wanna knock you down
Nobody knows where you live Where do you go in the naked night All of the prophets that come before you They can hear your lonesome cry
When you’re out there in the night All alone When you’re staring in the light At the end of the road
In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley In those proud shoes, walks all over the sky Then he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote And said don’t let the Rapture pass you by
Heard a bugle blowing in the misty morning What a haunting sound over Times Square Heard of the ghost of 52nd street Looked out the door but no one was there
Out in the cold Harlem rain I went looking for this minstrel man Played me a song to ease the pain With a Salvation Army Band
When you’re out there on the dark All alone When you’re sleeping in the park At the end of the road
In the neon wilderness and the asphalt jungle He carries his cross of passion Through the wreckage and the rubble
In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley In those proud shoes, walks all over the sky Then he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote And said don’t let the Rapture Don’t let the rapture pass you by
next word: tipped
Maeve
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Post by Siren on Jun 4, 2007 21:23:21 GMT -6
As a little child my thoughts ran wild As I CLUNG to Mama's dress, As the train grew near the engineer Waved my fears to rest; He TIPPED his hat and pulled the cord And blew a long refrain- Around midnight I'd be dreaming Of the passing of the train.
from "The Passing Of The Train" by Rhonda Vincent
next: clung
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Post by moonglum on Jun 5, 2007 13:10:59 GMT -6
The Bricklayers Song ~ The Corries
Dear Sir I Write This Note To You To Tell You Of My Plight For At The Time Of Writing It I'm Not A Pretty Sight My Body Is All Black And Blue, My Face A Deathly Grey And I Write This Note To Say Why I Am Not At Work Today
Whilst Working On The 14th Floor Some Bricks I Had To Clear But Tossing Them Down FRom Such A Hight Was Not A Good Idea The Foreman Wasn't Very Pleased He Is An Arkward Sod And He Said I Had To Cart Them Down THe Ladders In Me Hod
Clearing All These Bricks By Hand It Was So Very Slow So I Hoisted Up A Barrell And Secured A Rope Below But In Me Haste To Do The Job, I Was To Blind To See That A Barrell Full Of Building Bricks Was Heavier Than Me
And So When I Untied The Rope The Barrell Fell LIke Lead And Clinging Tightly To THe Rope I Started Up Instead I Shot Up Like A Rocket, And To My Dismay I Found That Halfway Up I Met The Bloody Barrell Coming Down
Well The Barrell Broke Me Shoulder As To The Ground It Sped And When I Reached The Top I Banged The Pulley With Me Head But I Clung On Tightly Numb With Shock From This Allmighty Blow While The Barrel Spilled Out Half Its Bricks Some 14 Floors Below
When These Bricks Had Fallen FRom The Barrell To The Floor I Then Outweighed The Barrell And So Started Down Once More But I Clung On Tightly To The Rope My Body Racked With Pain And Halfway Down I Met The Bloody Barrell Once Again
Now The Force Of This Collision Halfway Down The Office Block Caused Multiple Abrations And A Nasty Case Of Shock But I Clung On Tightly To The Rope As I Fell Towards The Ground And I Landed On The Broken BRicks The Barrell Had Scatterred Round.
Now As I Lay There On The GRound I Thought I'd Passed The Worst But The Barrel Hit The Pulley Wheel And Then The Bottom Burst A Shower Of Bricks Rained Down On Me I Didn't Have A Hope As I Lay There Bleeding On The Ground I Let Go The Bloody Rope
The Barrell Now Being Heavier So Started Down Once More It Landed Right Across Me As I Lay There On The Floor It BRoke 3 ribs And My Left Arm And I Can Only Say I Hope You`ll Understand Why I Am Not At Work Today
Next: Racked
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Post by fallenangel on Jun 8, 2007 8:45:30 GMT -6
Last Tears ~ Indigo Girls
There was a time when all signs pointed to the warm south The planets all lined up and built a new house And everything we talked about felt like a prophecy And when you looked at me they all came true And if you asked which one wants to go the distance I do I'm gonna rack my mind one last time until I cannot think I'm gonna dip into your memory and take a good stiff drink And when I'm drunk on the last drop of sadness about how we went wrong I'm gonna play this song Make some coffee black and strong Give thanks for healing time And finally make up my mind
next word : COFFEE
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Post by moonglum on Jun 8, 2007 14:49:14 GMT -6
Will You ~ Hazel O'connor
You drink your coffee and I sip my tea And we're sitting here playing so cool, thinking "what will be, will be" But it's getting kind of late now Oh I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
I move a little closer to you, not knowing quite what to do And I'm feeling all fingers and thumbs, I spill my tea, oh silly me! But it's getting kind of late now I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
And then we touch much too much This moment has been waiting for a long long time Makes me shiver, it makes me quiver This moment I'm so unsure This moment I've waited for Is it something you've been waiting for, waiting for too?
Take off your eyes, bare your soul Gather me to you and make me whole Tell me your secrets, sing me the song Sing it to me in the silent tongue But it's getting kind of late now I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
next word..........politely
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Post by vox on Jun 8, 2007 15:31:02 GMT -6
Donovan - The Walrus And The Carpenter Lyrics
Presenta the grand circo! The prima del mondo! La grand successo! Giulia Nova Vittorio! Fantastico! Magnifico! Spectaculario! Here, Alice ventured to interrupt. "It's very long," she said as politely as she could, "Will you tell me first which road ?" Tweedledum smiled gently and began again.
The sun was shining on the sea, shining with all his might; He did his very best to make the billows smooth and bright - And this was odd, because it was the middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily because she thought the sun "It's very rude of him," she said, "to come and spoil the fun." Had got no business to be there after the day was done. The sea was wet as wet could be, the sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud because no cloud was in the sky.
No birds were flying overhead, there were no birds to fly. The walrus and the carpenter were walking close at hand; "If this were only cleared away," they said, "it would be grand." They wept like anything to see such quantities of sand.
"If seven maids with seven mops swept it for half a year, Do you suppose, the walrus said", "that they could get it clear ?" "I doubt it," said the carpenter, and shed a bitter tear.
"O oysters, come and walk with us!" the walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four to give a hand to each."
The eldest oyster looked at him, but never a word he said: Meaning to say he did not choose to leave the oyster bed. The eldest oyster winked his eye and shook his heavy head
But four young oysters hurried up, all eager for their treat, Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, their shoes were clean and neat And this was odd, because you know they hadn't any feet.
All hopping through the frothy waves and scrambling to the shore. And thick and fast they came at last, and more, and more, and more Four other oysters followed them and yet another four The walrus and the carpenter walked on a mile or so And then they rested on a rock conveniently low And all the little oysters stood and waited in a row.
"The time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things, Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the oysters cried, "before we have our chat, For some of us are out of breath, and all of us are fat!" "No hurry," said the carpenter - they thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the walrus said, "is what we chiefly need, Pepper and vinegar besides, are very good indeed. Now if you're ready oysters dear, we can begin to feed."
"Not on us! " the oysters cried, turning a little blue. "The night is fine, " the walrus said, "do you admire the view ? " "After such kindness that would be a dismal thing to do." "It was so kind of you to come and you are very nice!"
The carpenter said nothing but, "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf - I've had to ask you twice." "It seems a shame," the walrus said, "to play them such a trick
After we've brought them out so far and made them trot so quick."
"I weep for you," the walrus said, "I deeply sympathise." The carpenter said nothing but, "The butter's spread too thick. " With sobs and tears he sorted out those of the largest size, Holding his pocket handkerchief before his streaming eyes. "O oysters," said the carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run
Trotting home again ? " But answer came there none. And this was scarcely odd because they'd eaten every one, They'd eaten every one
Next Word Oyster
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Post by fallenangel on Jun 9, 2007 17:20:54 GMT -6
Just Been Born ~ Heather Nova
My heart opened, like an oyster shell I drank salt water, from your lips And just below the equator I swallowed the pearl
And I feel, and I feel, and I feel like I've just been born
And the sea rolled in And rose around us Your face above me Darkening the stars And as the waves are breaking out along the reef I dived for your heart
next word : LIPS
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Post by moonglum on Jun 10, 2007 14:23:39 GMT -6
Lips Like Sugar ~ Echo and the Bunnymen
She floats like a swan Grace on the water Lips like sugar Lips like sugar Just when you think you've caught her She glides across the water She calls for you tonight To share this moonlight
You'll flow her river She'll ask & you'll give her... Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses
She knows what you know I know what she's thinking Sugar kisses, sugar kisses Just when you think she's yours She's flown to other shores To laugh at how you break And melt into this lake
You'll flow down her river But you'll never give her... Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses
She'll be my mirror Reflect what I am Loose women The king of Siam And my siamese twin Alone in the river Mirror kisses, mirror kisses...
Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses
Next word..............Melt
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Post by vox on Jun 10, 2007 14:49:00 GMT -6
BB King - Beware Brother Beware
Hey, fellas, yes, you, fellas, listen to me, i got something to tell you And i want you to listen to every word and govern yourselves accordingly
Now, you see these girls with these fine diamonds, fine furs and fine clothes Well, they're looking for a husband and you're listening to a man who knows They ain't foolin', and if you fool around with them You're gonna get yourself in a schoolin'
Listen, if she saves you dough, and won't go to the show Beware If she's easy to kiss and won't resist Beware
And if you go for a walk, and she listens while you talk She's tryin' to hook you
And nobody's lookin' and she asks you to taste her cookin' Don't do it, don't do it And if you go to a show and she wants to sit in the back row Bring her down front, bring her right down front
If you wanna go for a snack, and she wants to sit in the booth in the back Beware
And listen, if she's used to caviar and fine silk When you go out with her she wanna a hot dog and a malted milk She's trying to get you
If you're used to goin' to carnegie hall, but when you take her out night clubing All she wants is one meatball You better take it easy
If she grabs your hand and says, "darling, you're such a nice man" Beware, i'm telling you
(should i tell them no more?) (tell them everything)
You better listen to me 'cause i'm telling you what's being put down You better pick up on it
If her sister calls your brother, you better get further I'm telling you, you better watch it
And if she's acting kind of wild, and she says, "darling, give me a trial" Don't you do it, don't be weak, don't give it to her And if she smiles in your face and just melts into place Let her melt, forget it, let her melt
(should i tell them no more?) (tell them everything)
Now listen, if she calls you up on the phone, and says, "darling, are you all alone?" Tell her, "no, no, i've got two, three women with me"
Don't pay no attention to women Stand up for your right, be a man, be a man
(are you listening?) If you turn out the lights and she don't fight That's the end, it's too late She's got you hooked, you might as well stick with her
(should i tell them no more?)
If you get home about two and don't know what to do You pull back the curtains, and the whole family's looking at you Get your business straight Set the date, don't be late
Brother, beware, beware, beware Brother, you better beware
Next Word Curtains
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Post by Siren on Jun 10, 2007 22:17:38 GMT -6
We could pack up and leave in different directions If we just had somewhere to go We just keep on pretending Afraid of the ENDING Admitting what everyone knows
from "A House With No Curtains" by Alan Jackson
next: ending
It's like living in a house with no CURTAINS The whole world can see what's inside You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains But the heartache has nowhere to hide
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Post by fallenangel on Jun 11, 2007 12:37:05 GMT -6
Fear ~ Sarah Mclachlan
Morning smiles like the face of a newborn child innocent unknowing.
Winter's end promises of a long lost friend. Speaks to me of comfort
but I fear I have nothing to give. I have so much to lose here in this lonely place. Tangled up in your embrace there's there's nothing I'd like better than to fall.
but I fear I have nothing to give.
Wind in time rapes the flower trembling on the vine and nothing yields to shelter from above. They say temptation will destroy our love. The never ending hunger
but I fear I have nothing to give I have so much to lose here in this lonely place tangled up in our embrace there's nothing I'd like better than to fall
next word : LONELY
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Post by Phalon on Jun 12, 2007 4:50:22 GMT -6
I haven't heard this song for years, but it's the first thing that popped into my head. Thinking I need to dig out the old cassette tapes.
Only the Lonely ~ The Motels
We walked the loneliest mile We smiled without any style We kiss altogether wrong No intention
We lied about each others drinks We lived without each other thinkin' What anyone would do Without me and you
It's like I told you Only the lonely can play
So hold on here we go Hold on to nothin' we know I feel so lonely way up here
We mention the time we were together So long ago, well I don't remember All I know is that it makes me feel good now
It's like I told you Only the lonely can play
Next word: intention
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Post by mabd on Jun 12, 2007 13:00:38 GMT -6
Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood Cyndi Lauper
Baby do you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel? When everything goes wrong I seem bad
Well I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Baby sometimes I'm so carefree with a joy that's hard to hide Then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry And then you bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy I want you to know That I never meant to take it out on you Life has its problems and I have my share And that's me one thing I never wanna do
Baby Don't you know I'm human I have thoughts like any other one? Oh when sometimes I find myself alone regretting Some little thing Some simple thing I've done
I'm just a soul whose intentionsare good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Please don't let me be misunderstood
next word: misunderstood
Maeve
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Post by Phalon on Jun 14, 2007 4:59:12 GMT -6
Cyndi sang "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" too? I didn't know that. Who am I thinking of....hmmmm....The Animals?
Mama's Fool ~ Tesla Out on the road, and a long long way from home Why must I be so, must I be so misunderstood While my intentions, my intentions all are good Wish only one time that things would turn out like they should Just like they should Too many times, too many times payin' the price, just for the thrill Too many hearts, too many times, overkill So many times, double around, how many faces do reveal How many folks gettin' to be over the hill....
Next word: overkill
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Post by moonglum on Jun 14, 2007 13:54:04 GMT -6
Somewhere in my heart ~ Aztec Camera
Summer in the city where the air is still A baby being born to the overkill Who cares what people say We walk down love's motorway
Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves And singing hearts and flowers
Chorus: Somewhere in my heart There is a star that shines for you Silver splits the blue Love will see it through And somewhere in my heart There is the will to set you free All you've got to be is true
A star above the city in the northern chill A baby being born to the overkill No say no place to go A t.v. and a radio
Amibition and love wearing boxing gloves And singing hearts and flowers
Chorus
But who could heal What's never been as one And our hearts have been torn Since the day we were born Just like anyone
From Westwood to Hollywood The one thing that's understood Is that you can't buy time But you can sell your soul And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll
Chorus
next word..............chill
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Post by vox on Jun 15, 2007 14:07:50 GMT -6
Smotherlove - Chill
t's not a case of insecurity It's not the fact I can't sleep If anything, I think I need distraction I need the high
It's not a case of choosing It's the fact I couldn't wait No matter what anybody says I don't regret A single thing
And it's giving me a chill Cos it's turning me on
I can't see into tomorrow I couldn't hide anyway I don't expect you to want to understand me I'll fight the tide
next word insecurity
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Post by fallenangel on Jun 15, 2007 15:59:10 GMT -6
Into The Fire ~ Sarah Mclachlan
Mother teach me to walk again Milk and honey so intoxicating
And into the fire I'm reunited Into the fire I am the spark Into the fire I yearn for comfort
Open the doors that head on into Eden Don't want to cheap and I'll follow the signs marked back to the beginning No more compromise
And into the fire I'm reunited Into the fire I am the spark Into the fire I yearn for comfort
Free the water that carries me to the sea You I see as my insecurity
And into the fire I'm reunited Into the fire I am the spark Into the fire I yearn for comfort
next word : FIRE
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Post by mabd on Jun 15, 2007 19:48:58 GMT -6
Cyndi sang "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" too? I didn't know that. Who am I thinking of....hmmmm....The Animals? Gams, Cyndi kicked ass with it on her Alive...At Last DVD. And everyone has covered it.. your mulish one
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Post by moonglum on Jun 16, 2007 15:41:36 GMT -6
Fire and Water ~ Free
Every single day I got a heartache coming my way I don't wanna say goodbye baby But look at the tears in my eyes I don't wanna say goodbye mama But look at the way you made me cry Every way that's nice you show You've got a heart that's made of ice And I know
Fire and water Must have made you there daughter You've got what it takes To make a poor man's heart break A poor man's heart break
Lover you turn me on But quick as a flash your love is gone Baby I'm gonna leave you now But I'm gonna try and make you grieve somehow
Fire and water Must have made you there daughter You've got what it takes To make a poor man's heart break A poor man's heart break And my heart is breaking...
I don't wanna say goodbye baby But look at the tears you made me cry Every way that's nice you show You've got a heart that's made of ice And I know
Fire and water Must have made you there daughter You've got what it takes To make a poor man's heart break Fire fire and water Must have made you there daughter You've got what it takes To make a poor man's heart break
next word.............daughter
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Post by Phalon on Jun 16, 2007 21:16:16 GMT -6
Daughter ~ Pearl Jam
you guys ready... alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room young girl...violence...center of her own attention mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it tries to make her proud the shades go down, it's in her head painted room...can't deny there's something wrong... don't call me daughter, not fit to the picture kept will remind me don't call me daughter, not fit to the picture kept will remind me don't call me... she holds the hand that holds her down she will...rise above... don't call me daughter, not fit to the picture kept will remind me don't call me daughter, not fit to be the picture kept will remind me don't call me... don't call me daughter, not fit to the picture kept will remind me don't call me daughter, not fit to be the picture kept will remind me don't call me... the shades go down the shades go down the shades go, go, go...
Next word: breakfast
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Post by moonglum on Jun 17, 2007 4:33:36 GMT -6
Breakfast in America ~ Supertramp
Take a look at my girlfriend Shes the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo across the water Like to see america See the girls in california Im hoping its going to come true But theres not a lot I can do
Could we have kippers for breakfast Mummy dear, mummy dear They got to have em in texas Cos everyones a millionaire
Im a winner, Im a sinner Do you want my autograph Im a loser, what a joker Im playing my jokes upon you While theres nothing better to do
Dont you look at my girlfriend Shes the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo cross the water Like to see america See the girls in california Im hoping its going to come true But theres not a lot I can do
next word.............autograph
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