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Post by Siren on Mar 9, 2012 0:47:20 GMT -6
from "The Legend Of Wooley Swamp" by Charlie Daniels
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp way back in Booger Woods. He never did do a lot of harm in the world, but he never did do no good. People didn't think too much of him. They all thought he acted funny. The old man didn't care about people anyway. All he cared about was his money. He'd stuff it all down in mason jars and he'd BURY it all around. And on certain nights if the moon was right he'd dig it up out of the ground. He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it. Yeah, Lucius Clay was a GREEDY old man and that's all that there was to it.
next: bury
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Post by Phalon on Mar 12, 2012 5:01:50 GMT -6
from "Dig" by Mudvayne
Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing
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Post by stepper on Mar 12, 2012 19:42:38 GMT -6
I Dig Rock and Roll Music ~ Peter, Paul, and Mary
I dig Rock and Roll music And I love to get the chance to play. (and sing it) I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today.
Next: Play
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Post by Phalon on Mar 13, 2012 4:19:33 GMT -6
from "Click Click Boom" by Saliva
All those Saturdays, when kids go out and play Yo, I was up in my room, I let the stereo blaze Wasn't faded, not jaded, just a kid with a pad and pen And a big imagination All this, I seek, I find I push the envelope to the line Make it, break it Take it, until I’m overrated!
next word: kid
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Post by Siren on Mar 14, 2012 22:14:30 GMT -6
from "Just Another Woman In Love" by Anne Murray
I'm just another woman in love A KID out of school A fire out of control Just another fool You touch me, and I'm WEAK I'm a feather in the wind And I can't wait to feel you touching me again With you I'm just another woman Just another woman in love
next: WEAK
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Post by Phalon on Mar 15, 2012 4:33:13 GMT -6
from "10,000 Fists" by Disturbed.
People can no longer cover their eyes If this disturbs you then walk away You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of Ten thousand fists in the air
We are the ones that will open your mind Leave the weak and the haunted behind
next word: thousand
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Post by stepper on Mar 16, 2012 18:49:21 GMT -6
The Night Has A Thousand Eyes ~ The Carpenters
One of these days you're gonna be sorry 'Cause your game I'm gonna play And you'll find out without really trying Each time that my kisses stray
That the night has a thousand eyes And a thousand eyes will see me through And no matter what I do
Next: Stray
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Post by Phalon on Mar 17, 2012 7:21:14 GMT -6
from "The Meddler" by Chevelle
Well, I don't belong here, don't fit your style Felt your left foot, now meet my right It's now or never, more difficult Those midnight answers, and stray arrows
next word: arrow(s)
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Post by Siren on Mar 17, 2012 8:49:01 GMT -6
from "Wheel Of Fortune" by Oklahoma's own Kay Starr
The wheel of FORTUNE Goes spinning around. Will the ARROW point my way. Will this be my day.
next: fortune
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Post by stepper on Mar 17, 2012 14:58:19 GMT -6
Blue Guitar ~ Moody Blues
Blue guitar Fortune of my ways Making of my days New chord Counting up the ways Happiness is lazy
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Post by Phalon on Mar 18, 2012 6:28:24 GMT -6
from "Dandelion" by Audioslave
Summer rolls on in the lazy hours An ether dream world of hummingbirds and clouds Midnight swims in the cool black waves You in my arms as it rolls away
next word: swim(s)
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Post by Siren on Mar 19, 2012 23:49:26 GMT -6
from "Whatever It Takes" by Oklahoma's own Kellie Coffey
I'll do whatever it takes To hold on to your love SWIM EVERY ocean If that's not enough Walk to the ends of the earth Through the pouring rain To hold on to you love I'll do whatever it takes
next: every
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Post by Phalon on Mar 20, 2012 4:57:07 GMT -6
from "Numb" by Linkin Park
I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
next word: mistake
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Post by stepper on Mar 21, 2012 16:48:25 GMT -6
For Old Times Sake - Carly Simon
Let's set right an old mistake Let's invite our hearts to break It's right tonight, but just for old times sake.
Remember you as Mars, and me as Venus Strange to see the grey in your hair And now to feel a peace so deep between us And realize we that still care
Next: Grey
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Post by Phalon on Mar 22, 2012 6:16:01 GMT -6
from "Light My Way" by Audioslave
In my hour of need On the sea of gray[/] On my knees I pray to you Help me find the bones of the dying dead
next word: knees
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Post by moonglum on Mar 22, 2012 15:25:06 GMT -6
Knees Up Mother Brown ~ traditional party song
Knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Under the table you must go Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye-oh If I catch you bending I'll saw your legs right off Knees up, knees up Never get the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
Oh my, what a rotten song What a rotten song What a rotten song Oh my, what a rotten song And what a rotten singer Too-oo-ooh
next word: rotten
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Post by Phalon on Mar 23, 2012 4:29:11 GMT -6
from "Hey, Hey, My, My (Out of the Blue)" by Neil Young
The king is gone but he's not forgotten This is the story of a Johnny Rotten It's better to burn out than it is to rust The king is gone but he's not forgotten.
next word: John(ny)
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Post by Siren on Mar 23, 2012 20:19:24 GMT -6
from "The Letter That Johnny Walker Read" by Johnny Walker
Dear JOHN Please Johnny, please come home I need your love, and the kids, they gotta be fed And John, if you don't hurry back, I'll be gone Yes, that's what the LETTER said The letter that Johnny Walker read
next: letter
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Post by Phalon on Mar 24, 2012 8:29:21 GMT -6
from "Clean" by Incubus
I need a map of your head, translated into English So I can learn to not make you frown. I'd feel better if you'd vent, Put your frustrations into four letter words And let them out on my photo-retna digital. Say what you will, say what you mean. You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean.
next word: clean
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Post by Siren on Mar 29, 2012 7:04:12 GMT -6
from "Snowbird" by Anne Murray
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and CLEAN The unborn grass lies waiting for its COAT to turn to green The snowbird sings a song he always sings And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring
next: coat
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Post by Phalon on Mar 30, 2012 4:40:11 GMT -6
from "Wooden Jesus" by Temple of the Dog
Porcelain Mary, her majesties pure Looking for virgin territory Coat hanger halos don't come cheap From television shepherds with living room Sheep, and I pray
next word: television
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Post by Siren on Apr 1, 2012 11:46:38 GMT -6
"I Need You" by Trisha Yearwood
I could talk till I'm blue in the face You still wouldn't hear a word I say That TELEVISION seems to be your life's ambition Are you IGNORING me purposely Or are you really too blind to see This neglecting me, baby it's affecting me
I need that boy The one that chose me over every other choice And I need that man Whose heart and soul were in this thing when it began I need that old friend that I once knew Baby I need you
Do you remember how it used to be How it felt when you were holding me That Chevrolet was like our little get away All the dreams we used to talk about Are all the things that we're livin' now But without the love, baby it just ain't enough
I need that boy The one that chose me over every other choice And I need that man Whose heart and soul were in this thing when it began I need that old friend that I once knew Baby I need you
I need that old friend that I once knew Baby I need you
next: ignore/ignoring
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Post by Phalon on Apr 2, 2012 3:42:22 GMT -6
from "I Get It" by Chevelle
So you say you're ignored As it is, Well, give us your sad, sad trip
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Post by stepper on Apr 2, 2012 21:45:14 GMT -6
Route 66 ~ Nat King Cole
Won't you get hip to this timely tip, When you make that first California trip, Get your kicks on route sixty-six.
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Post by Phalon on Apr 3, 2012 4:51:53 GMT -6
from "Super-Charger Heaven" by White Zombie
Jesus lived his life in a cheap hotel on the edge of Route 66. Yeah!
next word: cheap
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Post by Siren on Apr 3, 2012 7:08:10 GMT -6
from "The Cheap Seats" by Alabama
We like beer flat as can be. We like our dogs with mustard and relish. We got a great pitcher what's his name. Well we can't even spell it. We don't worry about the pennant much. We just like to see the boys hit it deep. There's nothing like the VIEW from the CHEAP seats.
next: view
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Post by Phalon on Apr 4, 2012 4:52:26 GMT -6
from "Jambi" by Tool
Here from the king's mountain view Here from the wild dream come true Feast like a sultan I do on treasures and flesh - never few
But I, I would wish it all away if I thought I'd lose you, just one day
next word: treasure(s)
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Post by Siren on Apr 4, 2012 19:44:12 GMT -6
from "Diamonds & Tears" by Suzy Bogguss
Spent my life looking for HAPPINESS like it was buried TREASURE Somewhere behind the secret door Surely there were riches beyond measure
I would take my sanity to task Walk across broken glass to find it And no mountain top was left unclimbed Before I ever took the time to look inside me
These dreams of mine, these precious years Oh how they shine like diamonds and tears The slow grace of time, the joy and the fears Oh how they shine like diamonds and tears
next: happiness
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Post by Phalon on Apr 6, 2012 3:55:02 GMT -6
from "Anna Molly" by Incubus
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress Wish you were here, I'm a wounded satellite I need you now put me back together, make me right
next word: ship(s)
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Post by Siren on Apr 6, 2012 7:40:32 GMT -6
from "Ships That Don't Come In" by Joe Diffee
I could tell he'd had a tough life By the way he sat and stared And me, I'd come to push and shove So I pulled up a chair.
We talked of roads untraveled We talked of love untrue Of strings that come unraveled We were kings and kindred fools And just when I'd hit bottom That old man raised his glass And said at least we had our chances There's those who never have.
So here's to all the soldiers Who have ever died in vain The insane locked up in themselves The homeless down on Main To those who stand on empty shores And spit against the wind And those who wait forever For ships that don't come in.
He said it's only life's illusions That bring us to this bar To pick up these old crutches And compare each other's scars 'Cause the things we're calling heartache Hell, they're hardly worth our time We b*tch about a dollar When there's those without a dime.
And as he ordered one last round He said I guess we can't complain God made life a gamble And we're still in the game.
So here's to all the soldiers Who have ever died in vain The insane locked up in themselves The homeless down on Main To those who stand on empty shores And SPIT against the wind And those who wait forever For SHIPS that don't come in.
next: spit
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