*raises hand*
Umm... I'm... not... in the mood for a melody. Sorry.
In Other News...
I'm back from California after arriving at 1:30 in the morning...
Return of the Revenge of the Son of Saying Hi to Josiah!
Hi!
ITS A PRETTY GOOD CROWD FOR A SATURADY!
AND THE MANAGER GIVES ME A SMILE,
'CAUSE HE KNOWS THAT THERE COMING AND SEEING ME,
TO FORGET ABOUT LIFE FOR A WHILE!
AND THE PIANO, IT SOUNDS LIKE A CARNIVAL!
THE MICROPHONE, SMELLS LIKE A BEER!
AND THEY SIT IN THE BAR, AND PUT BREAD IN MY JAR,AND SAY, MAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
SING US A SONG, YOUR THE PIANO MAN!
SING US A SONG, TONIGHT!
'CAUSE WE'RE ALL IN THE MOOD FOR A MELODY!
AND YOU'VE GOT US FEELING ALRIGHT!
...
ITS A PRETTY GOOD CROWD FOR A SATURADY!
AND THE MANAGER GIVES ME A SMILE,
'CAUSE HE KNOWS THAT THERE COMING AND SEEING ME,
TO FORGET ABOUT LIFE FOR A WHILE!
AND THE PIANO, IT SOUNDS LIKE A CARNIVAL!
THE MICROPHONE, SMELLS LIKE A BEER!
AND THEY SIT IN THE BAR, AND PUT BREAD IN MY JAR,AND SAY, MAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
SING US A SONG, YOUR THE PIANO MAN!
SING US A SONG, TONIGHT!
'CAUSE WE'RE ALL IN THE MOOD FOR A MELODY!
AND YOU'VE GOT US FEELING ALRIGHT!
...
My tunes
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Doodleshark
- Pokémon Master
- Posts: 5744
- Joined: Fri May 11, 2007 4:34 pm
- Location: Ottawa, Soviet Canuckistan
And here we go for the hundredth time,
Hand grenade pins in every line,
Throw 'em up and let something shine,
Goin' out of my freakin' mind.
Filthy mouth, no excuse, find a new place to hang this noose,
String me up from atop these roofs,
Knot it tight so I won't get loose.
Truth is you can stop and stare,
Bled myself out and noone cares,
Dug a trench out, laid down there with a shovel up out of reach somewhere.
Yeah, someone pour it in,
Make it a dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out when they bring that chorus in!
Hand grenade pins in every line,
Throw 'em up and let something shine,
Goin' out of my freakin' mind.
Filthy mouth, no excuse, find a new place to hang this noose,
String me up from atop these roofs,
Knot it tight so I won't get loose.
Truth is you can stop and stare,
Bled myself out and noone cares,
Dug a trench out, laid down there with a shovel up out of reach somewhere.
Yeah, someone pour it in,
Make it a dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out when they bring that chorus in!
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Neo Zanther
- Pokémon Champion
- Posts: 8127
- Joined: Mon Sep 20, 2004 11:40 am
- Location: Deep in the Dark forest of D-Edge
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Doodleshark
- Pokémon Master
- Posts: 5744
- Joined: Fri May 11, 2007 4:34 pm
- Location: Ottawa, Soviet Canuckistan
Just to throw it away!
I bleed it out, go, stop the show,
Choppy words and a sloppy flow,
Shotgun, opera, lock and load,
Cock it back and then watch it go,
Momma help me, I've been cursed,
Death is rollin' in every verse,
Candy paint on his brand new hearse,
Can't contain him he knows he works,
Practice hurts, I won't lie,
Doesn't matter how hard I try,
Half the words don't mean a thing and I know that I won't be satisfied so why,
Try ignoring him,
MAke it a dirt dance floor again,
Say your prayers and stomp it out when they bring that chorus in!
I bleed it out, go, stop the show,
Choppy words and a sloppy flow,
Shotgun, opera, lock and load,
Cock it back and then watch it go,
Momma help me, I've been cursed,
Death is rollin' in every verse,
Candy paint on his brand new hearse,
Can't contain him he knows he works,
Practice hurts, I won't lie,
Doesn't matter how hard I try,
Half the words don't mean a thing and I know that I won't be satisfied so why,
Try ignoring him,
MAke it a dirt dance floor again,
Say your prayers and stomp it out when they bring that chorus in!
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Neo Zanther
- Pokémon Champion
- Posts: 8127
- Joined: Mon Sep 20, 2004 11:40 am
- Location: Deep in the Dark forest of D-Edge
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Neo Zanther
- Pokémon Champion
- Posts: 8127
- Joined: Mon Sep 20, 2004 11:40 am
- Location: Deep in the Dark forest of D-Edge