| Old Idea stolen from sister |
[Jun. 18th, 2008|10:38 pm] |
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The lyrics game!
Guess...
I'll quote Danielle's post: "NO CHEATING!! You leave Google alone! YOU LIE STILL!"
1. but they tortured and burned you they beat you and they tied you
2. you wanna prowl be my night owl well take my hand we're gonna howl
3. my heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel
4. with fears that I cant explain she drove me to the point of madness
5. here's my visor my Dixon Ticonderoga number two pencil and my big finish
6. And lovers walked beneath the trees and birds found songs to sing
7. dansk Whats that staunch round two whats next round two whats next round two whats next all in favor kill that raunch
8. And when I saw the awesome torture chamber in that flick I found I got a hard on while the other kids got sick
9. hey man you got to try this sandwich it's no ordinary sandwich
10. out from the barrio you hear my rhythm from your radio
11. right there in front of you liberty just slipped away on us
12. anywhere I go I'm home if you are there beside me
13. now won't you do what I told you I remember when you used to be shy
14. but the years went by and the rock just died
15. theyre forming in straight line theyre going through a tight wind
16. where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops
17. why is there no one here with me on the long and winding road to lift my heavy load
18. heh heh good as new
19. oh yeah you gotta do the best you can and work out twice a day
20. emerged the one and only Papa Smurf he said this is our secret mushroom village I said then I’m the first to see these views he said I’m only kidding cause we only keep it hidden from the Asians Arabs Faggots Blacks and Jews
21. well the bell hops tears keep flowin and the desk clerks dressed in black
22. just put me in a wheelchair ba ba bamp ba ba ba ba bamp ba
23. and then I swear I'll go away but I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise
24. Freeda Can't you spare me a dime I got to give myself one more chance
25. I wanna tell you what I'm feeling and say that I love you |
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