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If you were a song what would it be?

  • 08-03-2010 1:14am
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 937 ✭✭✭


    If you were a song what song would that be and why?
    If i was a song it would probably be this cause i am angry and fcuked up a lot of the time


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 10,798 ✭✭✭✭DrumSteve


    probably sexual healing by marvin gaye.


    Cos im dead sexy.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 937 ✭✭✭Rud


    DrumSteve wrote: »
    probably sexual healing by marvin gaye.


    Cos im dead sexy.

    poor auld Marvin Gaye


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,523 ✭✭✭kwestfan08


    This I think, kinda laid back and lazy



  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 12,778 ✭✭✭✭Kold




    Maybe this because I'm a crazy motherf*cker from around the way.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 10,798 ✭✭✭✭DrumSteve


    Rud wrote: »
    poor auld Marvin Gaye

    Yeah he got stuck like a pig


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 7,336 ✭✭✭HalloweenJack


    George Clinton - Never Ending Love


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 3,427 ✭✭✭Jemmaa


    Tonight it's maybe Queen Bohemian Rhapsody



    With lyrics of course.

    Is this the real life?
    Is this just fantasy?
    Caught in a landslide
    No escape from reality
    Open your eyes
    Look up to the skies and see
    I'm just a poor boy
    I need no sympathy
    Because I'm easy come, easy go
    Little high, little low
    Any way the wind blows
    Doesn't really matter to me

    Mama
    Just killed a man
    Put a gun against his head
    Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
    Mama,
    Life has just begun
    But now I've gone and thrown it all away
    Mama, ooh
    Didn't mean to make you cry
    If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
    Carry on, carry on
    As if nothing really matters

    Too late, my time has come
    Sends shivers down my spine
    Body's aching all the time
    Goodbye, everybody
    I've got to go
    Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
    Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
    I don't want to die
    Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

    [Guitar Solo]

    I see a little silhouetto of a man
    Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
    Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
    (Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
    Magnifico-o-o-o-o
    I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
    He's just a poor boy from a poor family
    Spare him his life from this monstrosity

    Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
    Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
    Let him go
    Bismillah! We will not let you go
    Let him go
    Bismillah! We will not let you go
    Let me go (Will not let you go)
    Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
    Let me go, o, o, o, o
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    (Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
    Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

    So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
    So you think you can love me and leave me to die
    Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
    Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

    [Guitar Solo]

    Nothing really matters
    Anyone can see
    Nothing really matters
    Nothing really matters to me

    Any way the wind blows...


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