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Post by →katie on Jul 12, 2006 17:15:45 GMT -5
strike up the band! woah-oh, the conductor is beckoning come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it no. don't you get it, don't you get it? now don't you move. strike up the band! woah-oh, the conductor is beckoning come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it no. don't you get it, don't you get it? now don't you move.
(strike up the band)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 12, 2006 17:17:23 GMT -5
All aboard
Crazy, but that's how it goes Millions of people living as foes Maybe it's not too late To learn how to love, and forget how to hate
Mental wounds not healing Life's a bitter shame I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train Let's go
I've listened to preachers, I've listened to fools I've watched all the dropouts who make their own rules One person conditioned to rule and control The media sells it and you live the role
Mental wounds still screaming Driving me insane I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train
I know that things are going wrong for me You've gotta listen to my words, yeah
Heirs of a cold war, that's what we've become Inheriting troubles, I'm mentally numb Crazy, I just cannot bear I'm living with something that just isn't fair
Mental wounds not healing Who and what's to blame I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train
Conductor, Crazy Train, it has something to do with trains
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Post by →katie on Jul 12, 2006 17:27:39 GMT -5
My baby wants to drive the train But don't you let her, don't you let her touch the tracks I said my baby wants to drive the train Well all aboard yeah, and don't forget to mind the gap Don't you let her, don't you know She's sick and tired of Being in the background, the passenger Let her drive the train, oh!
Choo Choo! Why don't you let her drive the train? Choo Choo! Why don't you let her drive the train, yeah
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Post by Nicole on Jul 12, 2006 17:37:35 GMT -5
Days swiftly come and go. I'm dreaming of her She's seeing other guys Emotions they stir The sun is gone. The nights are long And I am left while the tears fall.
Did you think that I would cry, on the phone? Do you know what it feels like, being alone? I'll find someone new
[Chorus] Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of My heart is crushed by a former love Can you help me find a way To carry on again.
Wish cast into the sky I'm moving on Sweet beginnings do arise She knows I was wrong The notes are old, They bend, they fold and so do I to a new love.
Did you think that I would cry, on the phone? Do you know what it feels like, being alone? I'll find someone new
Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of My heart is crushed by a former love Can you help me find a way To carry on again
Bury me (you thought your problems were gone) Carry me (away. away, away...)
[Chorus fades till end] Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of My heart is crushed by a former love Can you help me find a way To carry on again
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Post by →katie on Jul 12, 2006 17:38:49 GMT -5
please just don't play with me my paper heart will bleed this wait for destiny won't do- be with me, please i beseech you simple things that make you run away catch you if i can
(sorry if the lyrics are wrong... i havent listened to the aar in a while)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 12, 2006 22:26:13 GMT -5
I used to run base like Juan Pierre Now I run the bass hi hat and the snare I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags Now I bag B ([Beyonce:] Boy you hurtin' that) Brooklyn Bay where they birthed me at Now I be everywhere, the nerve of rap The audacity to have me whippin curtains back Me and B, she about to sting Stand back
[Verse 1] Baby seems like everywhere I go I see you, from your eyes, your smile It's like I breathe you, helplessy I reminisce Don't want to compare nobody to you
[Pre-Hook] Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing I can't let it go Oh
[Hook] Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu
[Verse 2] Seeing things that I know can't be Am I dreaming? When I saw you walking past me Almost called your name Got a better glimpse and then I looked away It's like I'm losing it
[Pre-hook] Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing I can't let it go, oh
[Hook] Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja vu
[Jay-Z Rap 2] Yes! Hova's flow so unusual Baby, girl you should already know It's H-O, light up the strobe 'Cause you gon' need help tryna study my bounce, flow, blow What's the difference? One, you take in vein while the other you sniffin' It's still dough, po-po try to convict him That's a no-go My dough keep the scales tippin like 4-4's Like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N Blow, wind so Chicago of him Is he the best ever, that's the argu-a-ment I don't make the list, don't be mad at me I just make the hits, like a factory I'm just one-to-one, nothin' after me No Deja Vu, just me and my, Oh
[Bridge] Baby I can't go anywhere Without thinking that you're there Seems like you're everywhere, it's true Gotta be having Deja Vu 'Cause in my mind I want you here Get on the next plane, I don't care Is it because I'm missing you That I'm having Deja Vu
[Pre-hook] Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing I can't let it go Whoo...
[Hook] Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu
Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 13, 2006 9:13:00 GMT -5
gawd i dont knwo the lyrics to any beyonce song ill try though
Yes! so crazy right now Most incredibly It's your girl b It's your boy young History in the makin [part 2]
I look and stare so deep in your eyes I touch on you more and more every time When you leave i'm beggin you not to go Call your name two, three times in a row Such a funny thing for me to try to explain How i'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame Yeah, cause i know i don't understand Just how your love can do what no on else can
Got me lookin so crazy right now Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now (your love) Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's Got me lookin so crazy right now (your touch) Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's Got me hoping you save me right now Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin Got me lookin so crazy your love
When i talk to my friends so quietly "who he think he is?" look at what you've done to me Tennis shoes don't even need to buy a new dress You ain't there, ain't nobody else to impress It's the way that you know what i thought i knew It's the beat that my heart skips when i'm with you Yeah, but i still don't understand Just how your love can do what no one else can
Got me lookin so crazy right now Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now (your love) Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's Got me lookin so crazy right now (your touch) Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's Got me hoping you save me right now Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin Got me lookin so crazy your love
I'm warmed up now Let's go
Young hova Ya'll know when the flow is loco Young b and the r-o-c uh oh O-G, big homie The one and only Stick boney but the pockets are fat like tony
Soprano the roc handle Like van Exel I shake phonies man, you can't get next to A genuine article, i do not sing tho I sling though , if anything i bling yo
Star like ringo War like a green berret You're crazy bring your whole set Jay-z in the range Crazy and deranged They can't figure him out They're like ãhey is he insane?ä
Yes sir i'm cut from a different cloth My texture is the best fur, im chinchilla
I've been ill of the chain smokers How you think i go the name hova I've been reala' The game's over
Fall back young ever since I made you change over to platinum The game's been a wrap One
Got me looking so crazy, my baby I'm not myself lately I'm foolish, i don't do this I've been playing myself Baby i don't care Cuz your love got the best of me And baby you're making a fool of me You got me sprung and i don't care who sees Cuz baby you got me so crazy
Got me lookin so crazy right now Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now (your love) Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's Got me lookin so crazy right now (your touch) Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's Got me hoping you save me right now Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin Got me lookin so crazy your love [repeat to end]
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Post by →katie on Jul 13, 2006 10:06:41 GMT -5
joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends" we're the kids who feel like dead ends and i want to be known for my hits, not just my misses i took a shot and didn't even come close at trust and love and hope and the poets are just kids who didn't make it and never had it at all
and the record won't stop skipping and the lies just won't stop slipping and besides, my reputation's on the line we can fake it for the airwaves force our smiles, baby, half-dead from comparing myself to everyone else around me
(the word baby) (have you noticed how almost all of the lyrics i post are from fall out boy songs?)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 13, 2006 12:14:23 GMT -5
I comb the crowd and pick you out My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed "To I swear, I say" "To I swear, I say"
To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes" To drinks at the club to the bar To the keys to your car To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door
To the love, I left my conscience pressed Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer "What did it ever do for me" I say (I say, I say, I say) It never calls me when I'm down Love never wanted me But I took it anyway Put your ear to the speaker And choose love or sympathy But never both Love never wanted me
"I hoped you choked And crashed your car" Hey "tear catcher", that's all that you are And ever were From the start I swear, I say I swear, I say
To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes" To drinks at the club to the bar To the keys to your car To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door
To the love, I left my conscience pressed Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer "What did it ever do for me" I say It never calls me when I'm down Love never wanted me But I took it anyway Put your ear to the speaker And choose love or sympathy But never both, no
To the love I left my conscience pressed Through the keyhole I watched you dress Kiss and tell (Loose lips sink ships)
To the love I left my conscience pressed Through the keyholes I watched you dress Kiss and tell (Loose lips sink ships) [x2]
To the love I left my conscience pressed [x3] Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer "What did it ever do for me" I say (by: fall out boy)
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Post by →katie on Jul 13, 2006 12:27:40 GMT -5
(ha, i saw the first 2 words and knew what song it was.)
she's shallow like the shoreline during lowtide but my hopes are not quite as high can't spot her faults but she spotted mine. she left me for herself considering i would too.
go figure i'm bigger than that go figure i'm bigger than that
the battle's only halfway done i might look done but i'm no less defeated how's the weather up there?
(same artist)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 15, 2006 9:54:23 GMT -5
Watch your mouth, oh oh oh Because your speech is slurred enough, That you just might swallow your tongue, Im sure you'd want to give up the ghost, With just a little more poise than that,
{Or was it God who chokes, In these situations, running late, Oh no, he called in, he called in,} x2
The hospice is, A relaxing weekend getaway, Where you're a cut above all the rest, Sick and sad patients, On first name basis with all the top physicians,
[Chorus:] Prescribed pills, To offset the shakes, To offset the pills, You know you should, Take it a day at a time,
{That’s when you, S-S-Stutter something profound, To the support on the line, And with the way you've been talking, Every word puts you a step closer to hell} x2
[Chorus x2]
I am, Alone in this bed, house, and head, And she never fixes this, But at least she, (makes me forget)
I am, Alone, in this bedroom, She never fixes this, But at least she, Makes me forget,
[Chorus x2]
The hospice is, A relaxing weekend getaway, Where you're a cut above all the rest, Sick and sad patients, On first name basis with all the top physicians,
(by Panic! At The Disco, who are affiliated well with Fall Out Boy)
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Post by →katie on Jul 15, 2006 11:23:28 GMT -5
landing on a runway in chicago and i'm grounding all my dreams of ever really seeing california cause i know what's in between is something sensual in such non-conventional ways tonight, the headphones will deliver you the words that i can't say.
(the title is homeSICK at space camp.)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 15, 2006 15:33:19 GMT -5
let's get out of here it's crowded anyways and i would like to whisper you were never one to overreacting so, what is wrong tonight
would you ever love again now your composure's gone would you ever love again take my hand we'll run
let's get out of this town we'll run around in circles that wont get us anywhere tonight let's get out of this town we'll run around in circles that wont get us anywhere tonight
would you ever love again now your composure's gone would you ever love again take my hand we'll run
so clean your make-up i want to see your beauty shine to see your beauty shine so clean your make-up i want to see your beauty shine to see your beauty shine
would you ever love again now your composure's gone would you ever love again take my hand we'll run
the word town in my song is like chicago in katie's song
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Post by →katie on Jul 15, 2006 21:27:24 GMT -5
ladies, you're damn right you can't read a man's mind. we're living in two tribes and headed for war. nobody's perfect- we've all got to work it but fellows, we're worth it so don't break the law
your call's late, big mistake you've got to hang around in limbo for as long as i take next time read my mind and i'll be good to you we're gift-wrapped kitty cats we only turn into tigers when we've got to fight right, let's go eskimo out into the blue
come take my hand understand that you can you're my man and i need you tonight. come make my dreams honey, hard as it seems loving me is as easy as pie.
i'm just a love machine feeding my fantasy give me a kiss, or three and i'm fine. i need a squeeze a day instead of this negligee what will the neighbors say this time?
(love is in the song title... that is probably one of the catchiest songs ever.)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 17, 2006 13:46:47 GMT -5
Outta bed at the crack of noon Blare the music and have a swoon I can't stop thinkin of your face La la lee la lee loo lace
I'm six feet under the Bhodi Tree With my crap new-age philosophy Diamonds where there once were stars I'm sittin in Jayne Mansfeild's car
Yea yea-a I'm independence Yea yea-a I'm borderline Yea yea-a I'm California My minds all screwed and upside down But my heart's on overdrive (yea my heart's on overdrive)
I need to take a shower when I look at you Ya sting and hurt like a bad tattoo I wish you'd change my point of view
I cruise the canyon to get a breeze With Hidden Treasures up my sleeve I like the light and hate the heat But I'll lick the blood right off your street
Yea yea-a I'm cherry cola Yea yea-a I'm candy-eyed Yea yea-a I'm California My mind's all screwed and upside down But my heart's on over drive
They all come here to find a scene But end up girls on methadrine Naked on a TV screen The dreams that fall beneath my feet Make my footsteps feel so sweet But your kisses are my fait accompli
YEA YEA- A I'm independence Yea-a I'm borderline Yea-a I'm California My mind's all screwed and upsidedown But my heart's on overdrive Yea my heart's on overdrive
(Neighbors and Streets have something in common)
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