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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 4:07 pm
HEY WHATS UP? I NEED HELP WRITING A SONG. CAN ANY1 HELP ME? ILL PAY 500000 GOLD FOR ANY1 WHO WRITES IT FOR ME. ITS ABOUT THE PRESIDENT CAMPIGN. I WANT IT TO BE ABOUT A LITTLE GIRL WHOS PARENTS ARE FOR DEFIRANT CANIDATES. I WANT THE CHORUS TO GO SOMETHING LIKE THIS: MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME. THANK YOU! FEEL FREE TO CHANGE THE LYRICS! REMEMBER, I WILL PAY $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 4:13 pm
How long does it need to be? and any specific song you want it modeled after?
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:00 am
can it be a poem???
im great at writing poems..
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:29 am
there's trouble in the family, we're not getting along, insults go back and forth, kinda like pong
1 2 5 17
I Don't understand, what is so bad, about having an agreement of popular demand. (piano plays) (piano stops) my mommy left for her sister's, my dad went to Twister's, i'm on my own, why cant we watch the work of sylvester stallone?
*MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME.* (piano and drums play) (drums stop) WE CANT HAVE PEACE, NOW THE HOUSE IS FOR LEASE, I GOT KICKED OUTTA SCHOOL NOW I FEEL LIKE A FOOL(piano stops)
WE CANT GET ALONG. BECAUSE WE HAVE BECOME PONG! I"VE BEEN TORN APART AND THROWN OUT LIKE AN OLD FART (gutiar and drums)
*MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME.* (guitar and drums stop) WE CANT HAVE PEACE, NOW THE HOUSE IS FOR LEASE, I GOT KICKED OUTTA SCHOOL NOW STARTED PLAYING POOL
(BASS SOLO)
(bass solo stops, all instruments play at once) *MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME.* WE CANT HAVE PEACE, NOW THE HOUSE IS FOR LEASE, I GOT KICKED OUTTA SCHOOL NOW LOST OUR CASH AT POOL
*MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME.* WE CANT HAVE PEACE, NOW THE HOUSE IS FOR LEASE, I GOT KICKED OUTTA SCHOOL NOW LOST OUR HOUSE AT POOL
*MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIN, I FIND QUITE LAME.* WE CANT HAVE PEACE, NOW THE HOUSE IS FOR LEASE, I GOT KICKED OUTTA SCHOOL NOW LOST MY SOUL AT POOL
(instruments stop, kazoo plays)
and to think, this all could of been avoided, if i hadnt exploited, the fact thatit has impareness , that we didn't have a strong sense of political awareness
lol i know its kinda dumb but im poor and i NEED the cash, deal? or if not then how about 300,000?
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 4:14 pm
MY moma's for obama my daddy' for mcain i dont understand and to both they blame what the hell's up with thist presidency theres no senator that can help me
foy daddy and momma both have a little crush for my daddy its paylin but when he told me he said for me to hush then my momma likes byden she likess the ways he walks but to me he's kinda weird (especially the way he talks
cuz' my mama's for obama and my daddy's for mcain i really think this whole campain i find quite lame both parents fight and squabble and yell back and forth but to me the presidency has no worth
obama's with my mama and my daddy is mcain sometimes they even fight so long its seems quite lame
BECAUSE MY MOMMA"S FOR OBAMA AND MY DADDY'S FOR MCAIN!!!!!!!!!! *guitar solo* lolz
It's really stupid but i dont really ecspect to win anyhows (i am only 13)
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 7:18 pm
You don't look like you have 500,000 gold... but oh well, if you like your avi the way it is, I guess you don't need to look like it.
Here is the song for you, I hope you like it.
Everything is Broken Broken lines, broken strings, broken threads, broken springs Broken idols, broken heads, people sleeping in broken beds Ain’t no use jivin’, ain’t no use jokin’ Everything is broken
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts Broken words never meant to be spoken Everything is broken
Seems like every time you stop and turn around Someone else has just hit the ground
Broken cutters, broken saws, broken buckles, broken laws Broken bodies, broken bones, broken voices on broken phones Take a deep breath, feel like you’re chokin’ Everything is broken
Every time you leave and go off some place Things fall to pieces in my face
Broken hands on broken plows, broken treaties, broken vows Broken pipes, broken tools, people bending broken rules Hound dog howlin’, bullfrog croakin’ Everything is broken
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 4:39 am
(guitar starts playing) My parents don't talk at the dinner table but rather they yell. When I ask their opinion the answer isn't so swell. What ever happened to them for it to be like this? I'll tell you, but now they don't kiss...
(drums start)MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIGN, I FIND IT QUITE INSANE! HERE I AM STUCK BETWEEN THE TWO. TO BE HONEST I DON'T HAVE A CLUE ON WHAT TO DO! (drums stop)
At night when I turn out the light, all I can here is my parents fight. I start to wonder if they'll get a divorce, at this point things can't get much worse.
(drums start)MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIGN, I FIND IT QUITE INSANE! HERE I AM STUCK BETWEEN THE TWO. TO BE HONEST I DON'T HAVE A CLUE ON WHAT TO DO! (drums stop)
(guitar solo)
OBAMA! MCCAIN! OBAMA! MCCAIN! OBAMA! MCCAIN! ENOUGH!!!
(drums start)MY MAMA'S FOR OBAMA, BUT MY DADDY'S FOR MCCAIN. I REALLY THINK THAT THIS WHOLE CAMPAIGN, I FIND IT QUITE INSANE! HERE I AM STUCK BETWEEN THE TWO. TO BE HONEST I DON'T HAVE A CLUE ON WHAT TO DO! (drums stop)
WHAT TO DO!
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