 What Song Is in Your Head Right Now? |
 May 26 2006, 09:47 AM
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 sassygrrl  Posts: 2,021 From: Bumblefuck  |
"Perfect Situation" Weezer....
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May 26 2006, 09:44 AM
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BUSTie Posts: 13 |
I can't get the new Gnarls Barkley single out of my head, "Crazy."
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May 25 2006, 05:17 PM
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Black Horse and the Cherry Tree is stuck in my head
(oh and much love for Dar Williams' music) |
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May 25 2006, 01:58 PM
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Newbie Posts: 2 From: Hollywood, CA |
joan jett/// do you wanna touch.
perfect for today. there are defenitely worse songs to have stuck in your head. |
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May 25 2006, 01:14 PM
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 Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 135 |
Tonight I went running through the screen doors of discretion
For I woke up from a nightmare that I could not bear to see You were out wandering upon the hills of Iowa And you were not thinking of me Dar Williams, Iowa |
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May 22 2006, 10:42 PM
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Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 207 From: Texas |
Climax Blues Band "I Love You"
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May 22 2006, 05:50 PM
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Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 863 |
spazzy mouse double taco licious
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May 22 2006, 05:50 PM
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Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 863 |
"Lisa, it's your birthday! Happy birthday Lisa!"
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May 22 2006, 04:04 PM
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 Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 165 From: Midwest |
Suckers to the side, I know ya' hate my 98
You're gonna get yours! -------------------- Standing in the middle of life with my pants behind me.
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May 22 2006, 03:56 PM
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there's this promo video on the CW network (http://cwtv.com/index.html) and the are two main background songs. The second one is from scary movie but I have no idea what the first one is. It sounds so familiar but i dont know. It's driving me nuts. Anyone knows??????????
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May 22 2006, 01:56 PM
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sassygrrl Posts: 2,021 From: Bumblefuck |
Yes! It was "Strange Condition" that was stuck in my head. Pete Yorn. Goes to rush off and buy cd!
 Thank you gogosgirl! |
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May 22 2006, 08:53 AM
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 Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 152 From: the gathering place |
last name yorn, maybe?
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May 22 2006, 12:25 AM
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average white band. i wanna be loved. how did i never hear this band before? i've known of them. wtf.
cheesy like barry white. oh, so super hammy good. |
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May 19 2006, 11:02 PM
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sassygrrl Posts: 2,021 From: Bumblefuck |
It's not Kate Moss's ex... shit, this is driving me nuts. Vaguely similar to David Gray... bugger.
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May 19 2006, 10:39 PM
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sassygrrl Posts: 2,021 From: Bumblefuck |
There's this song by this artist who is similar to Rufus Wainwright. I think his first name is Pete. He's British. Does anyone know what I'm taking about? I lost his cd.
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May 12 2006, 07:59 PM
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Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 863 |
LOVE the kaiser cheifs mornington!!
and now mine: Doing things is what I like to do! YES!! |
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May 12 2006, 05:12 PM
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If you see something that looks like a star
and it's shooting up out of the ground and your head is spinning from a loud guitar And you just can't escape from the sound don't worry too much, it'll happen to you We were children once, playing with toys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys The percentage you're paying is too high priced while you're living beyond all your means And the man in the suit has just bought a new car from the profit he's made on your dreams But today you just swear that the man was shot dead by a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was the low spark of high-heeled boys... If you had just a minute to breathe and they granted you one final wish would you ask for something, like another chance? Or something similar as this don't worry too much, it'll happen to you as sure as your sorrows are joys And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys... If I gave you everything that I own and asked for nothing in return Would you do the same for me, as I would for you? Or take me for a ride and strip me of everything, including my pride But spirit is something that no one destroys And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys |
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May 10 2006, 02:57 PM
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 Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 1,617 From: Toronto |
Hee, Lively, I love those lyrics...I never could figure out any of the lyrics on that cd, I didn't know that's what she was saying.
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May 10 2006, 02:08 PM
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Hardcore BUSTie Posts: 342 |
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 cooking and nothing in the pot 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 nothing left 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 the movies you just gotta lay 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 a UFO 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 |
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May 10 2006, 02:01 PM
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 now running on biodiesel and sacrificial blood Posts: 2,227 From: the little house on the hill |
Suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they're trying to take your TV set Happiness is the ball in your hand You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can Creosote is pouring out of my brain I swear I heard the floorboards, they were creaking your name Get a room, get ahead, get a hat We're going to hell anyway, let's travel first class Cut through the city on a Saturday night Watching the boys on their motorbikes I wanna be like those guys I wanna wear my clothes tight With Matching jackets and a fistful of notes New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes Pneumothorax is a word that is long They're just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung Panic over, party off, party on Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one Cut through the city on a Saturday night Over your heads like a satellite I wanna see what they see I wanna love you like crazy Those cameras are pointing right at your face Can see into your room from outer space Cut through the city on a Saturday night It's not the size of the man in the fight I wanna know what that does I wanna show you what matters Cause it's the size of the fight in the man That makes the difference and decides who is champ Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me are on the edge of a knife Cut through the city on a Saturday night I asked your mother and she said it's alright We're getting married when we're thirty I wanna do it on your birthday Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you Oh I just wanna dance the whole night through Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me are on the edge of a knife Kaiser Chiefs - Saturday Night |
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