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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Mar 15, 2016 8:12:50 GMT -5
I Wanna Rock - Twisted Sister I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
Turn it down you say Well, all I got to say to you is time and time again I say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" Tell me not to play
Well, all I got to say to you when you tell me not to play I say, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" So, if you ask me why I like the way I play it There's only one thing I can say to you
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
There's a feelin' that I get from nothin' else And there ain't nothin' in the world That makes me go, go, go, go, go, go, go Turn the power up
I've waited for so long so I could hear my favorite song So let's go, go, go, go, go, go, go When it's like this I feel the music shootin' through me There's nothin' else that I would rather do
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) I wanna rock
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock)
I wanna rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) Rock (Rock) I wanna rock
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Mar 15, 2016 21:00:42 GMT -5
And now, for something patriotic-
You're a grand old flag, You're a high flying flag And forever in peace may you wave. You're the emblem of The land I love. The home of the free and the brave. Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White and Blue, Where there's never a boast or brag. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
You're a grand old flag, You're a high flying flag And forever in peace may you wave. You're the emblem of The land I love. The home of the free and the brave. Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White and Blue, Where there's never a boast or brag. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 9, 2016 21:10:02 GMT -5
...And it seems to me that you lived your life like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in And I wish I could have known you, but I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before your legend ever did.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Jul 2, 2016 0:36:51 GMT -5
Wait, it occurs to me; how is this game different from song battle?
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 2, 2016 0:59:09 GMT -5
This game is usually the whole song rather than fragments and the songs are unrelated to the above song, while the song battle is related.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Jul 2, 2016 1:22:44 GMT -5
Makes sense;
So whole songs rather than fragments or relations, right?
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 2, 2016 1:29:56 GMT -5
Yep.
His little whispers, "Love me, love me That's all I ask for Love me, love me." He battered his tiny fists to feel something Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something
Monster, How should I feel? Creatures lie here Looking through the window
That night he caged her Bruised and broke her He struggled closer Then he stole her Violet wrists and then her ankles Silent pain Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams
Monster, How should I feel? Creatures lie here Looking through the windows Time will Hear their voices I'm a glass child, I am Hannah's regrets
Monster, How should I feel? Turn the sheets down Murder ears with pillow lace There's bath tubs Full of glow flies Bathe in kerosene Their words tattooed in his veins, yeah!
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Jul 2, 2016 11:54:31 GMT -5
No, we can do bits and pieces from songs, but they're all just random. Song Battle, you have to trump the above song, here it's just a free for all.
The b*tch is hungry, she needs to tell So give her inches and feed her well More days to come, new places to go I've got to leave, it's time for a show!
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 2, 2016 17:55:58 GMT -5
Legit my song rn
Storming through the party like my name was El ninio When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name. I trashed my own house party cause no body came.
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school Never going, never showing up when we had to. attention that we crave don't tell us to behave, I'm sick of always hearing act your age.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Because you don't Know us at all we laugh when old people fall. But what would you expect with a conscience so small. Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised. Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and, Cutting people down is just a minor offence then, It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn. I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Don't count on me, to let you know when. Don't count on me, I'll do it again. Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing. Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat, Back packed and I don't give a sh*t about nothing. You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin. But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing. Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook, You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book. I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion. The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Waste my time with them Casualty of society. Waste my time again, Victim of your conformity And back down.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Jul 2, 2016 18:02:31 GMT -5
(Did you write that song? That was great. Reminds me of the following song:)
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 2, 2016 18:06:03 GMT -5
(No, it's "Fat Lip" by Sum 41. I can't write songs well, although I could probably crank out a half-decent one if I tried)
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Jul 2, 2016 18:37:44 GMT -5
You did do that Percy one on sSs. Say, give me a subject, and I'll rap about it.
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 2, 2016 19:24:21 GMT -5
Empty water bottles.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Jul 2, 2016 19:27:56 GMT -5
Oh, damn! Tripped again On an empty water bottle. Those things are just lyin' around, waitin' for someone to come by Step on it, and over she goes! Back to the hospital. They're f***in' up the scenery, and now it ain't cleanery Just wait, step again, and yet again you fall Oh, damn! Tripped again On an empty water bottle.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Jul 25, 2016 17:18:11 GMT -5
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers! We are the troopers!
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Aug 11, 2016 20:34:56 GMT -5
Dr. David, telephone please. Dr. David Dr. Blair, Dr. Blair, Dr. J. Hamilton, Dr. J Hamilton
Queensrรฟche - Eyes of a Stranger
All alone now Except for the memories Of what we had and what we knew Every time I try to leave it behind me I see something that reminds me of you Every night the dreams return to haunt me Your rosary wrapped around your throat I lie awake and sweat, afraid to fall asleep I see your face looking back at me, looking back at me
And I raise my head and stare Into the eyes of a stranger I've always known that the mirror never lies People always turn away From the eyes of a stranger Afraid to know what Lies behind the stare
Is this all that's left Of my life before me Straight jacket memories, sedative highs No happy ending like they've always promised There's got to be something left for me And I raise my head and stare Into the eyes of a stranger I've always known that the mirror never lies People always turn away From the eyes of a stranger Afraid to know what Lies behind the stare (Lies behind my stare)
How many times must I live this tragedy How many more lies will they tell me All I want is the same as everyone Why am I here, and for how long
And I raise my head and stare Into the eyes of a stranger I've always known that the mirror never lies People always turn away From the eyes of a stranger Afraid to know what Lies behind the stare
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Aug 11, 2016 20:36:13 GMT -5
I'll Be There For You - Rembrandts
So no one told you life was gonna be this way Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, Or even your year But
I'll be there for you When the rain starts to pour I'll be there for you Like I've been there before I'll be there for you 'Cause you're there for me too
You're still in bed at ten And work began at eight You've burned your breakfast So far Things are goin' great
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these But she didn't tell you when the world has brought You down to your knees and
I'll be there for you When the rain starts to pour I'll be there for you Like I've been there before I'll be there for you 'Cause you're there for me too
No one could ever know me No one could ever see me Since you're the only one who knows What it's like to be me Someone to face the day with Make it through all the mess with Someone I'll always laugh with Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah
It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, Or even your year
I'll be there for you When the rain starts to fall I'll be there for you Like I've been there before I'll be there for you 'Cause you're there for me too
I'll be there for you I'll be there for you I'll be there for you 'Cause you're there for me too
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Sept 1, 2016 21:54:31 GMT -5
Ragged Old Flag:
I walked through a county courthouse square On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there. I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down, He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town". I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit, And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it". He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down, "Is this the first time you've been to our little town" I said, "I think it is" He said "I don't like to brag, but we're kinda proud of That Ragged Old Flag
"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there, When Washington took it across the Delaware. and It got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it, writing "Say Can You See" It got a rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson tugging at its seams. and It almost fell at the Alamo beside the Texas flag, But she waved on though. She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville, And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill. There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg, And the south wind blew hard on That Ragged Old Flag
"On Flanders Field in World War I, She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun, She turned blood red in World War II She hung limp, and low, a time or two, She was in Korea, Vietnam, She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam. She waved from our ships upon the briny foam and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home in her own good land here She's been abused, She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused, And the government for which she stands Has been scandalized throughout out the land. And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin, But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in. Cause she's been through the fire before and i believe she can take a whole lot more.
"So we raise her up every morning And we bring her down slow every night, We don't let her touch the ground, And we fold her up right. On second thought I *do* like to brag Cause I'm mighty proud of That Ragged Old Flag"
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Sept 2, 2016 22:12:38 GMT -5
Moonlighting - Al Jarreau Some walk by night Some fly by day Nothing could change you Set and sure of the way
There is the sun and moon They sing their own sweet tune Watch them when dawn is due Sharing one space
We'll walk by night We'll fly by day Moonlighting strangers Who just met on the way
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 22, 2016 23:27:16 GMT -5
In 2011, after the "Fiery Flynn" scandal resulted in seven deaths, public opinion turned against the NWR, causing popular pop punk band Purple Day to release Sudrian Idiot, a rock opera totally not plagiarized from Green Day's American Idiot. Singles included Buddha of Brendam, Sir Topham Hatt's Holiday, Boulevard of Broken-down Cars, and of course, Wake Me Up When Season 15 Ends. The success of the concept album led to another one, naturally called 21st Century Breakdown Crane. Here, for your viewing pleasure, are the lyrics to the first single and title track, Sudrian Idiot.
Don't wanna be an Sudrian idiot. Don't want a nation under train beauracracy And can you hear the sound of wasted tax dollars? The subliminal mind chuff of our dishonor.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the Sudrian nation. Where everything's always just barely okay. Engines of yestersay for a worse tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. For that's enough to argue.
Well maybe I'm anti-steam propaganda. I'm not a part of Hatt's corrupt agenda. Sentimentality, what an odd notion For outdated, polluting forms of locomotion.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the Sudrian nation. Where everything's always just barely okay. Engines of yestersay for a worse tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. For that's enough to argue.
Don't want to be a Sudrian idiot. One nation controlled by the railway. Bust my buffers, steaming Sodor, oh good gravy This north western ******'s driving me crazy!
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the Sudrian nation. Where everything's always just barely okay. Engines of yestersay for a worse tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. For that's enough to argue.
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