You’re right, it’s terribly uncouth of me to enjoy that part of a popular song… I have to follow it up with something cool and somber:
[indent]Oh mother,
tell your children
not to do what I have done,
spend your lives
in sin and misery
in the House of the Rising Sun.[/indent]
You come on like a dream
Peaches and cream
Lips like strawberry wine
You’re sixteen
You’re beautiful
And you’re mine
I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn’t take the punishment, and had to settle down
Now I’m playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair
You might think I’m crazy, but I don’t even care
Because I can tell what’s going on
It’s hip to be square
Small is the worth
Of beauty from the light retired
Bid her come forth
Suffer herself to be desired
And not blush so to be admired
[i]Mary Kate and Ashley
I hope you understand
That I love you a lot
And I wanna be your man
And I think
That it’d be totally cool
If I hung around your apartments
And enrolled in your school
Mary Kate
I saw you on TV
You dressed up like a bee
You remind me of the time
How it’s gone
And it’s gone
And it’s gone[/i]
[indent]I know
you think you know,
but you probably don’t.[/indent]
I didn’t think that you would actually do it.
[indent]It doesn’t matter what you did, who you were hanging with,
We could stick around and see this night through[/indent]
A VNV Classic
[url=‘https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTL8NtqGdw4’]A million faces, each a million lies
for each and all a chrome disguise
prompts for action, force reaction
embody promise in a sheen so pure.
Hurt, the measure of blind ambition,
the testament to your singular disease.
Against all wisdom you heed no warning,
your desires giving you away.
If I could change your mind,
I wouldn’t save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
Your actions turn conquest to dust.
In portents of fate, you foolishly place trust.
Sense fear in your broken breathing.
Resort to shadows till your body expires.
All creation has the promise of heaven,
and still you travel the road to hell.
I’m saying nothing for the good of myself,
but I’m still talking and you’re not listening.
If I could change your mind,
I wouldn’t save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
As night descends upon the city,
the streets are cold, the lights go by.
And in the stories of the people,
a million faces, a million lies.
They’ll never say they feel what you feel,
that they can see the world you see.
And in their faces, their expressions,
a million faces, a million lies.[/url]
[indent]I’m not
who you think I am,
who you think I should be.[/indent]
[indent]As the snow flies…
on a cold and gray Chicago morning,
a poor little baby child is born
in the ghetto…[/indent]
[i]She spun a web,
And captured all his memories - good and bad.
Now, he’s a mess.
And though he still beats valiantly,
There’s a nothin’ left.
She’s never getting anywhere near his heart again,
Never near his heart again
Nowhere near his heart again[/i]
I was running out in the cold light
Wondering where to go
To run away, without you
And the planet may go astray
In a million years they’ll say
Those mother fuckers were all deranged
It’s evolution
Come with me
and we’ll be
in a world of pure imagination…
Dammit, acade. Now I have that in my head.
There is no
life I know
to compare with pure imagination
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL
OF… FORTUUUUUUUUUNE!
You disappoint me with your lack of knowledge of beastie boys music featured in videogames.
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