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 Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2005 11:41 pm
I'm pretty sure you know the drill. Like a song? Want to share it? Go ahead.
Title: All I Ask Of You
Artist: Phantom of the Opera (Andrew Lloyd Webber)
RAOUL
No more talk of darkness
Forget these wide-eyed fears
I'm here
Nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you
Let me be your freedom
Let daylight dry your tears
I'm here
With you, beside you
To guard you and to guide you
CHRISTINE
Say you'll love me every waking moment
Turn my head with talk of summertime
Say you'll need me with you now and always
Promise me that all you say is true
That's all I ask of you
RAOUL
Let me be your shelter
Let me be your light
You're safe
No one will find you
Your fears are far behind you
CHRISTINE
All I want is freedom
A world with no more night
And you always beside me
To hold me and to hide me
RAOUL
Then say you'll share with me
One love, one lifetime
Let me lead you from your solitude
Say you need me with you
Here beside you
Anywhere you go let me go too
Christine, that's all I ask of you
CHRISTINE
Say you'll share with me
One love, one lifetime
Say the word and I will follow you
Share each day with me
Each night, each morning
Say you love me
RAOUL
You know I do
BOTH
Love me
That's all I ask of you
Anywhere you go let me go too
Love me
That's all I ask of you
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 7:19 pm
"Mr. Tambourine Man" - Bob Dylan.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 4:16 pm
"Louder than words"
Tick...tick...boom!
Jonathan Larson
Jonathan:
Why do we play with fire?
Why do we run our finger through the flame?
Why do we leave our hand on the stove-
Although we know we're in for some pain?
Oh, why do we refuse to hang a light
When the streets are dangerous?
Why does it take an accident
Before the truth gets through to us?
Cages or wings?
Which do you prefer?
Ask the birds.
Fear or love, baby?
Don't say the answer
Actions speak louder than words.
Michael:
Why should we try to be our best
When we can just get by and still gain?
Why do we nod our heads
Michael and Jonathan:
Although we know
Michael:
The boss is wrong as rain?
Jonathan:
Why should we blaze a trail
When the well worn path seems safe and
Jonathan and Susan:
So inviting?
Susan:
How-as we travel, can we
Susan and Jonathan:
See the dismay-
And keep from fighting?
Jonathan:
Cages or wings?
Which do you prefer?
Ask the birds
Michael and Susan:
Cages or wings?
Ah...
All:
Fear or love, baby?
Don't say the answer
Jonathan
Actions speak louder than words
Michael and Susan:
Louder than, louder than
Jonathan:
What does it take
To wake up a generation?
All:
How can you make someone
Take off and fly?
Jonathan
If we don't wake up
And shake up the nation
We'll eat the dust of the world
Wondering why
Michael and Susan:
Why
Susan
Why do we stay with lovers
Susan and Jonathan:
Who we know, down deep
Susan:
Just aren't right?
Jonathan:
Why would we rather
All:
Put ourselves through hell
Than sleep alone at night?
Jonathan:
Why do we follow leaders who never lead?
Michael:
Why does it take catastrophe to start a revolution?
Michael and Susan
If we're so free, tell me why?
Jonathan:
Someone tell me why
So many people bleed?
Jonathan:
Cages or wings?
Which do you prefer?
Ask the birds.
Michael and Susan:
Cages or wings?
Ah...
All:
Fear or love, baby?
Don't say the answer.
Jonathan:
Actions speak louder than
Michael and Susan:
Louder than, louder than
Louder than, louder than
All:
Cages or wings?
Which do you prefer?
Jonathan:
Ask the birds
Michael and Susan:
Ah...
All:
Fear or love baby?
Don't say the answer
Jonathan:
Actions speak louder than
Michael and Susan:
Louder than, louder than, ooh
Jonathan:
They speak louder
Actions speak louder than...
Michael and Susan:
Louder than, louder than, aah
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:17 pm
Title: Baby Got Back
Artist:Sir Mix-A-Lot
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna ********* the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 1:28 pm
"Remains of the Day"
From Tim Burton's Corpse Bride
By Danny Elfman
Give me a listen
You corpses of cheer
At least those of you
Who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story
Make a skeleton cry
Of our own jubiliciously lovely Corpse Bride
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frown
Cause it's really ok
You might try and hide
And you might try and pray
But we all end up the remains of the day
Our girl was a beauty
Known for miles around
A mysterious stranger
Came into town
He was plenty good-lookin
But down on his cash
And our poor little baby
She fell hard and fast
When her daddy said no,
She just couldn't cope
So our lovers came up
With a plan to elope
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frown
Cause it's really ok
You might try and hide
And you might try and pray
But we all end up the remains of the day
So they conjured up a plan
To meet late at night
They told not a soul
Kept the whole thing tight
Her mother's wedding dress
It fit like a glove
You don't need much
When you're really in love
Except for a few things
Or so I'm told
Like the family jewels
And a satchel of gold
Down in the graveyard
By the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night
At a quarter to three
She was ready to go
But where was he?
And then?
She waited
And then?
There in the shadows, was it her man?
And then?
Her little heart beat so fast
And then?
And then, baby, everything went black
When she opened her eyes
She was dead as dust
Her jewels were missin
And her heart was bust
So she made a vow
Lyin under that tree
That she'd
Wait for her true love
To come set her free
Always waitin for someone
To ask for her hand
Then out of the blue
Comes this groovy young man
Who vows, forever,
To be by her side
And that's the story of our Corpse Bride.
(That's all from memory! smile )
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:01 am
The first of what promises to be several Arrogant Worms songs posted by me. Yep.
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The Last Saskatchewan Pirate
By The Arrogant Worms
Well, I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine
I had a little stretch of land along the C.P. Line
But times were hard, and though I tried, the money wasn't there
And bankers came and took my land, and told me "fair is fair".
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no
"Hire you now," they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go!"
The government they promised me a measly little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum
Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
I'm gonna be a pirate on the river Saskatchewan.
'Cause it's a heave-ho, high-ho, coming down the Plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it's a ho-hey, high-hey, farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
You'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large
But just the other day I saw an unsuspecting barge
I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser
I rammed their ship and sank it, and I stole their fertilizer.
A bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans a mighty river
Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are a-quiver
'Cause they know that Tractor Jack is waiting in the bay,
I'll jump the bridge and knock them cold and sail off with their hay.
'Cause it's a heave-ho, high-ho, coming down the Plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it's a ho-hey, high-hey, farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
Well, Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He followed on the shoreline, 'cause he didn't own a boat,
But cutbacks were a-coming and the Mountie lost his job
So now he's sailing with me and we call him Salty Bob.
A swinging sword, a skull-and-bones, and pleasant company,
I never pay my income tax and screw the G.S.T. (Screw it!)
Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the sea
If you wanna reach the Co-op, boy, you gotta get by me!
'Cause it's a heave-ho, high-ho, coming down the Plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it's a ho-hey, high-hey, farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
Well pirate life's appealing but you don't just find it here
I heard that in Alberta there's a band of buccaneers
They roam the Athabasca from Smith to Fort McKay
And you're bound to lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way
Well, winter is a-coming and a chill is in the breeze
My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in springtime, but now I've got to go
I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico.
'Cause it's a heave-ho, high-ho, coming down the Plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it's a ho-hey, high-hey, farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
'Cause it's a heave-ho, high-ho, coming down the Plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it's a ho-hey, high-hey, farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 1:17 pm
True Blue
Hey True Blue, don't say you've gone
Say you've knocked off for a smoko
And you'll be back later on
Hey True Blue, Hey True Blue
Give it to me straight
Face to face
Are you really disappearing,
Just another dying race,
Hey True Blue.
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When he's in a fight?
Or will she be right?
True Blue, I'm asking you...
Hey True Blue, can you bear the load?
Will you tie it up with wire,
Just to keep the show on the road?
Hey True Blue, Hey True Blue, now be Fair Dinkum
Is your heart still there?
If they sell us out like sponge cake
Do you really care?
Hey True Blue.
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When she's in a fight?
Or will she be right?
True Blue, I'm asking you...
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When he's in a fight?
Or will she be right?
True Blue ... True Blue.
He Changed Our World
To change this world
You need the heart of a lion
To change this world
You need the faith of a child
Don't you know you need to touch a billion people
To get your message heard
Change this world
To be a hero
You've gotta tangle with danger
Holding on to nature
Wind and the rain
Don't you know you need to stand and shout out loud
And Make your message heard
And change this world
And all at once
Voices from the wildreness
Will be calling out your name
Now we're apart
Those voices fill my heart
To change this world
Crikey, what an adventure
To change this world
And make a better place
Don't you know you need to touch a billion people
And get your message heard
Change this world
You've changed my world.
(In memory of wesir Steven Robert Irwin)
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:45 pm
"Run, Wolf Warrior Run"
Yoko Kanno
Run, wolf warrior, to ends eternal
Through the wreckage of the death of the day
Scent of silence under starlight spinning
A captured beast within a human skin
Are you searching for long lost landscapes
Lit by flowers and crystal cascades?
Where the lamb lies down with the lion
Where the wolf is one with the wild
Run, wolf warrior, through kingdoms' chaos
Senseless cities and ghost towns towering
Howl, O hunter, though few know you're crying
Face upturned into that midnight moon
Are you hunting for mystic mountains
Where the air is like liquid laughter?
Where the beasts inherit the earth
Where the last again will be first
Run, wolf warrior, to hide your hunger
The rain will wash away the pains of the day
In your eyes there are cold fires burning
Tongues of flame that can never be tamed
Are you running from Man's delusion
Majestic madness and your exclusion
To where the lamb lies down with the lion?
Are you running down ancient pathways
Through this dark and deserted land
To where man is once more a child?
Are you running to freedom's fortress
By the side of wide open seas
Where the wolf is one with the wild?
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 8:27 am
We're Here for a Good Time (Not a Long Time)
By Trooper
A very good friend of mine
Told me something the other day
I'd like to pass it on to you,
Cause I believe what he said to be true
He said:
(CHORUS) We're here for a good time
Not a long time (not a long time)
So have a good time
The sun can't shine everyday
And the sun is shinin,
In this rainy city,
And the sun is shinin,
Ooh isn't a pity?
That every year has it's share of tears,
Every now and then it's gotta rain
(CHORUS)
And the sun is shinin,
In this rainy city,
And the sun is shinin,
Ooh isn't a pity?
That every year has it's share of tears,
Every now and then it's gotta rain
(REPEAT CHORUS X 5)
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 7:36 am
Confrontation JEKYLL:
It's over now, I know inside
No one will ever know
The sorry tale of Edward Hyde
And those who died
No one must ever know
They'd only see the tragedy
They'd not see my intent
The shadow of Hyde's evil
Would forever kill the good that I had meant
Am I a good man?
Am I a madman?
It's such a fine line between a good man and a... HYDE:
Do you really think
That I would ever let you go?
Do you think I'd ever set you free?
If you do, I'm sad to say,
It simply isn't so.
You will never get away from me! JEKYLL:
All that you are
Is a face in the mirror!
I close my eyes and you'll disappear! HYDE:
I'm what you face
When you face in the mirror!
Long as you live, I will still be here! JEKYLL:
All that you are
Is the end of a nightmare!
All that you are is a dying scream!
After tonight,
I shall end this demon dream! HYDE:
This is not a dream, my friend -
And it will never end!
This one is the nightmare that goes on!
Hyde is here to stay,
No matter what you may pretend -
And I'll flourish, long after you're gone! JEKYLL:
Soon you will die,
And my memory will hide you!
You cannot choose but to lose control. HYDE:
You can't control me!
I live deep inside you!
Each day you'll feel me devour your soul! JEKYLL:
I don't need you to survive,
Like you need me!
I'll become whole
As you dance with death!
And I'll rejoice
As you breathe your final breath! HYDE:
I'll live inside you forever! JEKYLL:
No! HYDE:
With Satan himself by my side! JEKYLL:
No! HYDE:
And I know that, now and forever,
They'll never be able to separate
Jekyll from Hyde! JEKYLL:
Can't you see
It's over now?
It's time to die! HYDE:
No, not I!
Only you! JEKYLL:
If I die,
You die, too! HYDE:
You'll die in me
I'll be you! JEKYLL:
Damn you, Hyde!
Leave me be! HYDE:
Can't you see
You are me! JEKYLL:
No!
Deep inside-! HYDE:
I am pure!
You are Hyde! JEKYLL:
No - Never! HYDE:
Yes, forever! JEKYLL:
God damn you, Hyde!
Take all your evil deeds,
And rot in hell! HYDE:
I'll see you there, Jekyll! JEKYLL:
Never!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=36F7nLvKPNI
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 5:31 am
The World (Death Note Opening)
Within the spreading darkness,
we exchanged vows of revolution
An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved
Because I can’t let anyone interfere
With everything that’ll come about from now on
The future that the fruit
told me of
The city that has forgotten reasoning
The present is distorted black
Dreams, turn into ideals
Why? Am I a broken Messiah?
Everyone wished for a “finale”…
Within the spreading darkness,
we exchanged vows of revolution
An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved
I can’t let anyone interfere
With everything that’ll come about from now on
Someday, I’ll show you a shining sky
Why? Am I a broken Messiah?
Everyone dreamt of a “paradise”…
Within the spreading
darkness, we exchanged vows of revolution
An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved
I can’t let anyone interfere
With everything that’ll come about from now on
Someday, I’ll show you a shining world
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 3:07 pm
Time for some comedy (This place is really getting too quiet >.>)
White & Nerdy by Wierd Al
They see me mowin’
My front lawn
I know they’re all thinking I’m so white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy?
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
I wanna roll with
The gangstas
But so far they all think I’m too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy.
Really really white and nerdy.
First in my class here at MIT
Got skills, I’m a champion at D&D
MC Escher - that’s my favorite MC
Keep your 40, I’ll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin, to the contrary
You’ll find that they’re quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawking’s in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
Got people beggin’ for my top eight spaces
Yo, I know pi to a thousand places
Ain’t got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I’m a whiz at Minesweeper - I could play for days
Once you see my sweet moves you’re gonna stay amazed
My fingers’ movin’ so fast I’ll set the place ablaze
There’s no killer app I haven’t run
At Pascal, well I’m number one
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain’t got a gat but I got a soldering gun
Happy Days is my favorite theme song
I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I’ll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I’m fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon
They see me roll on
My Segway
I know in my heart they think I’m white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
I’d like to roll with
The gangstas
Although it’s apparent I’m too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
How’d I get so white and nerdy
I’ve been browsin’, inspectin’
X-Men comics, you know I collect ‘em
The pens in my pocket, I must protect ‘em
My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shopping online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized Holy Grail really well
I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
I got a business doing websites
When my friends need some code, who do they call?
I do HTML for ‘em all
Even made a homepage for my dog
Yo, I got myself a fanny pack
They were havin’ a sale down at The Gap
Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
Pop, pop, hope no one sees me
Gettin’ freaky
I’m nerdy in the extreme
And whiter than sour cream
I was in AV Club and Glee Club and even the Chess Team
Only question I
Ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk
Or do I like Picard
Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair
Got my name on my underwear
They see me strollin’
They laughin’
And rollin’ their eyes ‘cause I’m so white and nerdy
Just because I’m white and nerdy
Just because I’m white and nerdy
All because I’m white and nerdy
Holy cow, I’m white and nerdy
I wanna bowl with
The gangstas
But, oh well, it’s obvious I’m white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 8:42 pm
Sorry, I'm completely addicted to them.
Pray For Me
Sixx AM
She lights a candle, but she doesn't know why.
She wants to save me, but i'm barely alive.
My soul is thirsty. I just wanna get high.
Make her go away.
Now i'm hitting the wall and she begs me to quit,
And she drags me to church but i'm scared to commit,
And i'm loosing my mind 'cause she hides all my s**t.
She wont go away.
And all I ask of her is
Pray for me,
'Cause I don't want to
Pray for me,
If you love me.
Cross your heart and hope that I wont die before the best day of my life.
Just pray for me tonight.
I dragged myself out of the bed that she made,
And I escape her in a black motercade
She's pushing bibles and a clear bill of health.
I can't make her go away.
Now i'm hitting the wall and she begs me to quit,
And she drags me to church but i'm scared to commit,
And i'm loosing my mind 'cause she hides all my s**t.
She wont go away.
And all I ask of her is
Pray for me,
'Cause I don't want to
Pray for me,
If you love me.
Cross your heart and hope that I don't die before the best day of my life.
Just pray for me tonight.
Now i'm hitting the wall and she begs me to quit,
And she drags me to church but i'm scared to commit,
And i'm loosing my mind 'cause she hides all my s**t.
And all I ask of her is
Pray for me,
I don't want to
Pray for me,
If you love me.
Cross your heart and hope that I don't die before the best day of my life.
Pray for me tonight
Pray for me
Pray for me tonight
Pray for me
Pray for me tonight
Pray for me
Pray for me tonight
Pray for me
Pray for me tonight
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