Pinch Me
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Posted:Jun 14, 2011 1:57 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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It's the perfect time of year
Somewhere far away from here
I feel fine enough, I guess
Considering everything's a mess
There's a restaurant down the street
Where hungry people like to eat
I could walk, but I'll just drive
It's colder than it looks outside
It's like a dream, you try to remember but it's gone, then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time, the way I'm under your wicked smile, when ya
Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for
It's the perfect time of day
To throw all your cares away
Put the sprinkler on the lawn
An' run through with my gym shorts on
Take a drink right from the hose
An' change into some drier clothes
Climb the stairs up to my room
Sleep away the afternoon
It's like a dream, you try to remember but it's gone, then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time the way, I'm under your wicked smile, when ya
Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for
Pinch me
Pinch me
'Cos I'm still asleep
Please God
Tell me
That I'm still asleep
On an evening such as this
It's hard to tell if I exist
Packed the car an' leave this town
Who'll notice that I'm not around?
I could hide out under there
I just made you say "Underwear"
I could leave but I'll just stay
All my stuff's here anyway
It's like a dream, you try to remember but it's gone, then ya
Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya
Try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time the way, I'm under your wicked smile, when ya
Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to
Try to figure out what all this is for
Try to figure out what all this is for
Try to see the world beyond your front door
Try to figure out what all this is for
~ Barenakedladies ~
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Take Me I'm Yours
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Posted:May 18, 2011 8:42 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
It's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the golden east
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss
Amusing belly dancers
Distract me from my wine
Across tibetian mountains
Are memories of mine
I've stood some ghostly moments
With natives in the hills
Recorded here on paper
My chills and thrills and spills
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss
It's really been some welcome
You never seem to change
A grape to tempt your leisure
Romantic gestures strange
My eagle flies tomorrow
It's a game I treasure dear
To seek the helpless future
My love at last I'm here
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss
~ Squeeze ~
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Ok, This one IS about you
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Posted:May 10, 2011 7:01 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me!
You're so mean, when you talk about yourself,
you were wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you
instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same
Oh, pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too
hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that..?
Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby..!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
You're perfect, you're perfect!
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me...
~ Fuckin' Perfect - Pink ~
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Need a Job?...
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Posted:May 8, 2011 10:23 am
Last Updated:May 8, 2011 8:20 pm
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Application for Cabana/Poolboy
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Occupation: _________________________
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What could you do for me that no one else could?:
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Most interesting place you've cleaned pools:
Reply and I will go over application and get back to you ASAP!
Don't forget to submit a pic...
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Blaze of Glory
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Posted:Apr 17, 2011 5:26 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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I wake up in the mornin'
And I raise my weary head
I got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night's bed
I don't know where I'm goin'
Only God knows where I've been
I'm a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind, yeah
You're brought into this world
But they say you're born in sin
Well at least they've given me something
I didn't have to steal or have to win
Well, they tell me that I'm wanted
Yeah I'm a wanted man
I'm colt in your stable
I'm what Cain was to Able
Mister catch me if you can
I'm goin' down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I'm goin' down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm no one's
Call me young gun
You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask if I'll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I'll grow old
You ask me if I known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain?
Well, I've seen love come
I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
But I'm going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm a devil's
Call me young gun
Yeah
Each night I go to bed
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
No, I ain't lookin' for forgiveness
But before I'm six foot deep
Lord, I got to ask a favor
And I'll hope you'll understand
'Cause I've lived life to the fullest
Let this boy die like a man
Starin' down the bullet
Let me make my final stand
Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But, I drew first blood
I'm no one's
Call me young gun
I'm the young gun
Young gun, yea eee yea
Young gun
~ Bon Jovi ~
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Devil Inside
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Posted:Apr 15, 2011 9:36 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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Here comes the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
Other half die
Here come the man
With the look in his eye
Fed on nothing
But full of pride
Look at them go
Look at them kick
Makes you wonder how the other half live
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
Here come the world
With the look in its eye
Future uncertain but certainly slight
Look at the faces
Listen to the bells
It's hard to believe we need a place called hell
~ INXS ~
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Paranoimia
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Posted:Apr 12, 2011 9:44 pm
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2011 12:58 pm
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Relax
You're quite safe here
Am I dreaming, no
Where am I, in bed
Well, what am I doing
Oh, t-t-t-t-talking to myself
Look, I must have
A star on my door
Or better still
A door-a doo-a door
Ah, swing doors up
O-o-o-okay doors, swing
Paranoimia
Swing
Paranoimia
Swing
Now I know I'm dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Hmmm, how do I get to sleeep
I know, I'll count
Those bars on the window
One, two, three, sleep
Paranoimia, paranoimia
Paranoimia, paranoimia.....
How do I get
How do I get to sleep
Please let me sleep
Po-po-poetry, that'll work
Come sweet slumber
Enshroud me in thy purple cloak
Hmmm, doesn't even rhyme
Is that my teas made
Paranoimia paranoi
I cant stand tea
Tea, tea, tea, tea....
Paranoimia, paranoimia.....
Ahhh, Happy Harry's High Club
How do I, how am I
Gonna get to sleep
Trust me, trust me....
~ Art of Noise ~
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Nobody Told Me
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Posted:Apr 12, 2011 3:01 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on
There's always something happening cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
strange days indeed.
Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move
Everyone's a winner
and no one seems to lose.
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu.
Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound.
There's a place for us in movies you just gotta stay around.
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
most peculiar
Mama.
Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's UFO's over New York and I ain't too surprised.
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
most peculiar. Mama.
~ John Lennon ~
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Sledgehammer
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Posted:Apr 5, 2011 9:43 am
Last Updated:Apr 23, 2011 8:03 pm
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you could have a steam train
if you'd just lay down your tracks
you could have an aeroplane flying
if you bring your blue sky back
all you do is call me
I'll be anything you need
you could have a big dipper
going up and down, all around the bends
you could have a bumper car, bumping
this amusement never ends
I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
oh let me be your sledgehammer
this will be my testimony
show me round your fruitcage
'cos I will be your honey bee
open up your fruitcage
where the fruit is as sweet as can be
I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
you'd better call the sledgehammer
put your mind at rest
I'm going to be-the sledgehammer
this can be my testimony
I'm your sledgehammer
let there be no doubt about it
sledge sledge sledgehammer
I've kicked the habit
shed my skin
this is the new stuff
I go dancing in, we go dancing in
oh won't you show for me
and I will show for you
show for me, I will show for you
yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you
only you
you've been coming through
going to build that power
build, build up that power, hey
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
going to feel that power, build in you
come on, come on, help me do
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
it's what we're doing, doing
all day and night
~Peter Gabriel ~
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Across the Universe...
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Posted:Apr 2, 2011 4:26 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 4:41 am
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You can search throughout the entire universe
for someone who is more deserving of your love
and affection than you are yourself, and that
person is not to be found anywhere. You yourself,
as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve
your love and affection.
~ Buddah ~
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Name that Movie....
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Posted:Apr 1, 2011 1:15 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2011 9:45 am
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Simon: Gentlemen, Id like you to meet your captain, Captain Oveur.
Clarence Oveur: Gentlemen, welcome aboard.
Simon: Captain, your navigator, Mr. Unger, and your first officer,
Mr. Dunn.
Clarence Oveur: Unger.
Unger: Oveur.
Dunn: Oveur.
Clarence Oveur: Dunn. Gentlemen, lets get to work.
Simon: Unger, didnt you serve under Oveur in the Air Force?
Unger: Not directly. Technically, Dunn was under Oveur and I was
under Dunn.
Dunn: Yep.
Simon: So, Dunn, you were under Oveur and over Unger.
Unger: Yep.
Clarence Oveur: Thats right. Dunn was over Unger and I was over
Dunn.
Unger: So, you see, both Dunn and I were under Oveur, even though I
was under Dunn.
Clarence Oveur: Dunn was over Unger, and I was over Dunn.
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Unwritten
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Posted:Mar 30, 2011 4:34 pm
Last Updated:Apr 1, 2011 12:43 pm
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I am unwritten
Can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way, no
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
~ Natasha Bedingfield ~
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