Duckworth_Luas wrote: » I walk the line - Johnny Cash I don't desire to glimpse a phanthom It's the observation I'm most alarmed by I'd rather eat burnt bread And watch Brian Dobson
bjork wrote: » Desree I don't want to see a ghost It's a sight that I fear most I'd rather have a piece of toast And watch the evening news I am sitting in a coffee shop waiting for the man to pour my coffee. he only half fills it and before I can tackle him over it he is starting at another customer through the window. She comes it and starts shaking her umbrella everywhere and they kiss hello. I pretend not to see them and start to read in the paper. I feel this woman staring at me through the window, but I realise it is not me she is looking at as she adjusts her clothes using her reflection as a mirror. She's wet from the rain. It's raining. I think of you. I finish my coffee and go to catch my train. -An oldie but a goodie
Chancer3001 wrote: » If you exit from my life at this moment, You will remove the majority of me Uuuuuuuuu waaaaaa uuuuuuu aaaaa Toddler, please do not exit
jebuz wrote: » Does anybody know the whereabouts of my sweater?
bjork wrote: » You can say things can only get better, but you haven't lost your brand new sweater... A town in clare, oooh, a town in Clare,a town in, town in, town in, town in Clare
efb wrote: » Where's me jumper sultans of ping fc It's quite silent, it's very silent, and very calm pending...
efb wrote: » I traversed the wasteland For a reason not specified I completed the journey I was not aware I was astray until I came upon yourself
Duckworth_Luas wrote: » It's oh so quite - Bjork Do not hold diurnal illumination responsible Do not hold nocturnal illumination responsible Do not hold superb epochs responsible Hold the choreography responsible I'm powerless, I'm powerless I'm unable to manage my legs
bjork wrote: » Don't blame it on the sunshine Don;t blame it on the moonlight Don't blame it on the good time Just blame it on the boogie I just can't, I just can't control my feet I'm wearing wellies to you formal event because that's the way I was reared You didn't think I'd be there The fear in your fellas eyes when I grabbed his drink and toasted you I hang around with some scummy people and we drink ourselves stupid, I'll go now to the watering hole
efb wrote: » Friends in low places Dispense them freely, dispense them freely, dispense them freely immediately
bjork wrote: » Give it away give it away now - Red Hot Chilli Peppers Nothing is eternal, we know internal organs can alter. It's hard to hold a candle in the mid winter precipitation.
Armelodie wrote: » November Rain GNR It isn't this guy, his father isn't a member of the upper house of the oireachtas. It isn't him, he's not very lucky. Some people have spoons they use to eat all around them, but when the tv licence man comes to the door the house is in an awful state.
PizzamanIRL wrote: » Count from 1 to 4, Everyone is fairly intoxicated dancing in the designated dance area, A beautiful lady is seductively shaking her bum, You'd swear she was more interested in a relationship with me but sure I'm not even on tour! It's probably because she knows I'm an extreme lyricist, Or maybe because I buy every single item in the shops. An African American has to score a home run, If I don't then I'll have to try it on with a different promiscuous woman. Countdown from 3 to 1, Local chap is going mad but he doesn't know that I'm concealing a weapon.
bjork wrote: » JKWon 1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4, Everybody drunk out on the dance floor, Babygirl ass jiggle like she want more, Like she a groupie and I aint even on tour, Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore, Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores, Bottom of the 9th and a nigga gotta score, If not i gotta move on to the next floor ["whore" - dirty version], Here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1, Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun, When it come to pop man we do **** for fun, You aint got one nigga you betta run, Now i'm in the back gettin head from my hunz, While she goin down i'm breakin down what i done, She smokin my blunt sayin she aint havin fun, Bitch give it back now you don't get none. My name has been passed down through generations. Grandad was a bootlegger during Prohibition. the taxman was after him. He disappeared. My father had a u-haul with the cops name on the side for bringing the whiskey. Cops raided the house in the middle of the night. I could hear my mother crying
efb wrote: » My mother advised me against travelling here, my mother advised me against travelling here, She stated: thats not the correct procedure for generating enjoyment
thegreatgonzo wrote: » momma told me not to come. A woman wears a hat even though there is a bit of a drought going on. She's having a bit of a problem with reptiles lately and is all for shooting them. She looks like an actress that was in a film with Marlon Brando once and she likes reading french feminist writings.
PizzamanIRL wrote: » Darude - Sandstorm
Cantremember wrote: » The OP wanted songs TURNED INTO ordinary language. Practically everything here so far has taken great songs in ordinary language and tried to turn them into high falutin language. FAIL AH. I wore too much guy liner.
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