NationStates Jolt Archive

What is playing through your head today?

My pick of the moment is...

You're so vain.

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair
and that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you.....

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia to see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you're where you should be all of the time
And when you're not you're with
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you.....

I'm sure the coffee helped...
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War Pigs by Black Sabbath

Not the lyrics, but the tune. It's been in my head for three days now.

With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung, I can't beleive I'm dying with my song unsung, so If and when I die won't you bury me alone because I'll never get to heaven If I'm singing this song,

With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung, I can't beleive I'm dying with my song unsung, so If and when I die won't you bury me alone because I'll never get to heaven If I'm singing this song,


I hope you don't sing that one at parties...

There is not a moment when a song or some music is NOT playing in my head. In weaker moments, or when I need to concentrate or try to meditate, it can get maddening. I'm getting chewed out by a boss, there's a song. I'm engaged in foreplay, there's a song. I'm hangin' a rat (slang for poopin'), there's a bloody SONG. It's my own little psychosis.

"Kid Charlemagne" by Steely Dan, presently.

Clean this mess up, else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get it all outta here.

Is there gas in the car?
Yes there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall know who you are.

Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes.

Git along
Git along Kid Charlemagne
Git along Kid Charlemagne

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hmmm.. not sure.... i'm big on snow patrol at the moment:

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here


.. and basement jaxx

You Dont Know Me

you think you know me
know what i do
but all you think about is what it all means to you

i got so much, so much to give
all you gotta do is be ready, ready to live

you think you know a lot about my kinda woman,
but you don't no nothing bout me

you don't know me
you dnt know me
you dont know anything about me
you dnt know me
you don know me
you dont know anything about me

saw two women
both the same size
think your living a nice little life
don't think im ready
to do what i can
because your the one that aint the real man

you think you know a lot about my kinda woman,
but you don't no nothing bout me

you don't know me
you dnt know me
you dont know anything about me
you dnt know me
you don know me
you dont know anything about me

you don't know
you don't know
you don't know
you don't know
you don't know
you don't know

you don't get it
you don't even understand

your nothing i know
your my jigalo
you look nice in your clothes
but your nothing

your nothing i know
your my jigalo
you look nice in your clothes
but your nothing but sketchy sketchy

you don't know me
you dnt know me
you dont know anything about me
you dnt know me
you don know me
you dont know anything about me

you tink you know a lot about my kinda woman,
but you don't know nothing bout me

Whatever that Elvis song is "Less Talk, more action" or whatever. Cause some one linked a video that had that in it and now it pops in and out. But as is clear I don't know the song that well, so it's a garbled in my head.

Whatever was actually being passed through my head by my headphones, besides that though, um. Run Rabbit Junk, if you don't know it (which nobody does) Google it :D

I hope you don't sing that one at parties...

Its actually I surprisingly happy sounding song

Point/Counterpoint by Streetlight Manifesto

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
and I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
and even if I could I would never give up.
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung.
If and when I die won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.

If there was something wrong would you be oh so strong?
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would
but I guarantee that what you see is not reality
and every time I make a point, she makes a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
and you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right man, That is just the way it goes

And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough!!
I'd like to sing a song
Please swear you won't be long!
I'll try not to be long but I don't want to get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother because I'm tired and I'm sick of it
And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint!
She said It's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right man, that is just the way it goes

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
and I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
and even if I could I would never give up.
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung.
If and when I die won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.

Oh, You don't know where I've been!
Oh, You don't know what I've seen!

If I did something right
Would you give up this fight?
Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right
I'd like to think you would
You know I'd like to think you would
but I can't guarantee that what you get is an apology
Jump back to the day we met
I never thought that it would end this way
If ever I let you down I want to ask of you
To take it down a notch and we can talk it on through

And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough!!
I'd like to sing a song
Please swear you won't be long!
I'll try not to be long but I don't want to get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother because I'm tired and I'm sick of it
And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint!
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right man, that is just the way it goes

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
and I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
and even if I could I would never give up.
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung.
If and when I die won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.

Oh, You don't know where I've been!
Oh, You don't know what I've seen!

So tell me friend, How's it going to end?
When the shit goes down and there's no one left Around to get your back
You'll crack
You'll smile and agree with everything they say
They'll try to tell you that it's all okay
But it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty bad
and You can't stop thinking about the things you never had
Like a wife and a kid and the things you never did
You're running around
You're living a life that's empty in the end, my friend

No, You'll take back all you've said
Oh, When the regrets fill your head

Trust me I've been there before
I would not wish it upon my greatest enemy
What Irony!
Once friends, but I find
You'll have to learn this lesson on your own

So I waited by the phone but that phone never rang
and I sang so loud so I wouldn't hear the bang
When the bang never came and I never got the call
Fuck You! Thank You! I Love You All!
Some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat
all our past mistakes
Great!
But that's not me
and even if it was I would always disagree
Because in the end I always get the better of me

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
and I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
and even if I could I would never give up.
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung.
If and when I die won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.

Oh, I'll take you where I've been!
Oh, I'll show you what I've seen!

pssst...no telegrams today?

Currently sat at work with Where is the love by the Black Eyed Peas going round and round in my brain. May have to ask someone to shoot me to end the misery.

War Pigs by Black Sabbath

Not the lyrics, but the tune. It's been in my head for three days now.

Yeah that has been the same for me... only I keep repeating the begining minute or so of it over in my head... y'know the bit with the sirens!

any this last day, Second hand - Funeral has been on my head

walking through the country that's a peaceful place
In the garden of the maker is a friend
Listening to the singing of a lonely bird
It's as if the realise
In the corners of their eyes
They can see their flight is coming to an end

But i'll soon be changing country
I can feel it in my head
They'll be moving to a country *jungle tall*
from *query all the old still* and burying the dead
Coming to the funeral

I was old
I was old

then I don't know the lyrics to the next stuff

ps the lyrics in *'s are not right they just fit when I am singing along to it lol

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/snip
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Chorus:
Everybody needs a helping hand
Take a look at your fellow man
And tell me what can I do today
'Cause everybody needs a helping out
If that ain't what it's all about
Tell me what
What can I do
What can I do today

We've all seen trouble from time to time
There is a mountain ahead
I've got no strength to climb, hey
If you're feeling that you're strong
Reach out to me
I hope this journey won't take long
But won't you please
Have mercy

(Repeat Chorus)

What can I do today

I'm talking 'bout the soul all alone
Needing the daily bread
Someplace to lay his head, yeah, hey
And I'm talking about the neighbor on your street
Won't you look him in the eye
Take time to speak
That's mercy, yeah, 'cause...

(Repeat Chorus)

Love one another
Sister and brother
Love is the only way, hey

(Repeat Chorus Twice)

What can I do today
Everybody needs a helpin', helpin'
Everybody needs a helping hand
Everybody needs a helpin', helpin'
Everybody needs a helping hand

Everybody needs a helping hand
Everybody needs it, oh, everybody needs it
Everybody needs a helping hand
Oh, everybody needs it, oh, yeah, oh, everybody needs it
Oh, yeah, everybody needs a helping hand
Everybody needs it, oh, everybody needs it
Everybody needs a helping hand
Everybody needs it

I'm surprised that you missed my comment about a tower and tray of ice in the age thread!

.. what else am i singing today

hmmm...that new madonna song - though i dont like it, its just stuck there

I'm surprised that you missed my comment about a tower and tray of ice in the age thread!

.. what else am i singing today

hmmm...that new madonna song - though i dont like it, its just stuck there


I did not miss it at all ;) :fluffle:

*feels bitable*

I did not miss it at all ;) :fluffle:

*feels bitable*

lol.. *eyes up ya neck*.. hmmm... i'll think about it

Suspect Device by Stiff Little Fingers. Saw them live last Saturday (the 1st) and it seems that that song stuck. Great song, mind. http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/stifflittlefingers/suspectdevice.html

lol.. *eyes up ya neck*.. hmmm... i'll think about it

*plays with a whip* toys can be used 2 ways, really :p

*singing a lot this morning* but they ain't all shareable, I suppose.

I've been alternating between the chorus from "Watchmaker's Dial", and the Chorus from "Highway"

Both off of "Cold as the Clay" by Greg Graffin, which has been prereleased on myspace.


Highway

Tired old man you're a wastin' slowly battling grey and blue
Built your empire as a shell so nobody preys on you
Remember when you were fresh and bitter like a blossom in its bud?
Struggle to keep the memories free from the sweat and blood
Just to generalize, you sleep and you rise and try to recognize
Like the Red Queen, you're running out of steam every mile
The highway of denial

What a funny way to spend the day like a farmer deep in debt
Tending to the coming harvest, ever trying to forget
Don't you feel like you wanna run away from the mess that you've begun?
Now that they won't let you make it up as you go along

Just to generalize, you sleep and you rise and try to recognize
Like the Red Queen, you're runnin' out of steam every mile
The highway of denial

and

The Watchmaker's Dial

Oh, yonder stands the prophet, the words are music to our ears
But down among the sinners, only pain and sweat and tears
The sermon soothes the simple but the rest are rapt with fear
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial

In the best laid plans of history lie the ruins of the past
And a chronicle of suffering shows the mythic pall they cast
To believe is true religion but to see is truth at last
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
Time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial

If you haven't listened to it, trundle on over to the social blaspheme that is Myspace and take a hear. It's definitely not what people are used to from Graffin.

hard rock hallelujah

*plays with a whip* toys can be used 2 ways, really :p

*singing a lot this morning* but they ain't all shareable, I suppose.

Oh? ....

go on share, you know you wanna ;)

Some stupid German song that they play at the station that broadcasts the world cup by wir sind helden or something. :headbang:

Oh? ....

go on share, you know you wanna ;)


*plays with a whip*

You been bad
Don't do what I say.
You don't listen.
And you never obey.
Try to teach you.
But you just won't be good.
You won't behave the way
A big girl should.
It's time to give the whip a crack.
I'm gonna have to send you back to
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
You're a beauty.
You're the best of your breed.
You're a handful.
And I know what you need.
You need training.
Gonna bring you to heel.
I'm gonna break you with my will of steel.
Discipline's my middle name.
And no one comes back the same from
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night.
You think my bark's bad, honey - wait till you feel my bite.
You got problems.
You whine and you beg.
When I'm busy,
You wanna dance with my leg.
I'm gonna chain you.
Make you sleep out of doors.
You're so fetching when you're down on all fours.
And when you hear your master,
You will come a little faster, thanks to
Bitch School.

hmmm... suggestive to say the least

*looks for a door to run through*

hmmm... suggestive to say the least

*looks for a door to run through*
:fluffle: Good girl....

*closes and locks all doors*

Suspect Device by Stiff Little Fingers. Saw them live last Saturday (the 1st) and it seems that that song stuck. Great song, mind. http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/stifflittlefingers/suspectdevice.html

That it is, not my favourite song of that album though. (the honour goes to Law and Order)

They're probably my second favourite punk band.


At the moment actually, two Silverchair songs are running through my head, No Association and Spawn Again. A pity they didn't stick to that style, they'd be cool then.

:fluffle: Good girl....

*closes and locks all doors*

:eek:

.. i dont have a very high pain threshold unless i'm actually in danger...

*pouts*

:eek:

.. i dont have a very high pain threshold unless i'm actually in danger...

*pouts*

:fluffle:

*drinks coffee*

I hadn't planned actual pain - that would be self*defeating

:fluffle:

*drinks coffee*

I hadn't planned actual pain - that would be self*defeating

that's ok then :fluffle:

muwahahaha...

gutterguttergutter :headbang:

that's ok then :fluffle:

muwahahaha...

gutterguttergutter :headbang:

Know Thyself.
I wonder if there is a song about that...

Know Thyself.
I wonder if there is a song about that...

*shrug*

*bops to her mp3's*

:fluffle:

*drinks coffee*

I hadn't planned actual pain - that would be self*defeating

... piddly little whip dun scare me...

*stocks up on leather & lace wear; numbing creams; clamps; feathers; blindfolds etc*
:cool:

... piddly little whip dun scare me...

*stocks up on leather & lace wear; numbing creams; clamps; feathers; blindfolds etc*
:cool:


*licks lips*
sounds like... lots of fun... *grin
Hey - who put a banana in my pocket? :p

*plays with a whip*

You been bad
Don't do what I say.
You don't listen.
And you never obey.
Try to teach you.
But you just won't be good.
You won't behave the way
A big girl should.
It's time to give the whip a crack.
I'm gonna have to send you back to
Bitch School.
Bitch School.

.

Big bottom, Big bottom, talk about mud flaps my babes got 'em!

*licks lips*
sounds like... lots of fun... *grin
Hey - who put a banana in my pocket? :p

pmsl

dunno but i'm hungry

pmsl

dunno but i'm hungry

:eek: ( a faked eek!)

PMSL - er... dunno that abbreviation.

:eek: ( a faked eek!)

PMSL - er... dunno that abbreviation.

pee myself laughing

get with the proggy boggy

I've had this one stuck in my head for the last couple of days...

Machine Head
"Wipe the Tears"
Through the Ashes of Empires

Ask me how it feels
To feel like you're a failure
When everything that's real
Burns the flame in anger
I've heard it all before
I've felt some pain and more
More than you could ever dream
More than it probably seems
I've sat with head in hand
Stressed by my demands
Stomach tied in knots
Alone I've sat and rot
'Cause the pain from all these fears
Has built up all these years
I'll wipe away the tears
Wipe away the tears

Don't give in
Don't give up

Walk the streets dejected
Alone and left rejected
Time does not care
And sometimes life ain't fair
My head begins to pound
Smashing bottles on the ground
I have lived amongst the garbage
With those who rape and carnage
Had many a promise broken
And broken some myself
The promise I have kept alive
Is keep my inner wealth
With my heart aimed at the world
Destiny I watch unfurl
I'll wipe away the tears
Wipe away the tears

Don't give in
Don't give up

Oppurtunities
Wasting life away
Choked upon its dust
Puked out in disgust

Let me tell you how it feels
To feel like you're a failure
Been climbing out this gutter
For what seems like it's forever
But one thing I must make clear
The struggle of these years
Has made every scar the stronger
My lust for life the longer
I will fight for what I love
And I will fight for those I care
I will fight at anytime
And I will fight anywhere
With my heart aimed at this world
Destiny I watch unfurl
I'll wipe away the tears
Wipe away the tears

Don't give in
Don't give up

pee myself laughing

get with the proggy boggy


*gets bogged down in the program*

*gets bogged down in the program*

*sigh*

i'm bored and need entertaining

of course i could do some work

but where's the fun in that

*sigh*

i'm bored and need entertaining

of course i could do some work

but where's the fun in that


Gomen nasai - but... I have some errands to run today :(

Gomen nasai - but... I have some errands to run today :(

go ahead and ditch me... it's fine

:p

F*ck It Up by The Towers of London and as much as I like it, I've had it in my head for days and doing my nut in

DROPKICK MURPHYS LYRICS

"The Spicy McHaggis Jig"

I'll tell you a story, believe me it's true
a tale you'd best hope never happens to you old spicy mcHaggis,
how he met his fate you I can save, but for him it's too late

Spicy was big, burly and strong
his pipes were gigantic, and so was his schlong
from city to city running around
looking for chicks over four hundred pounds

One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house,
just the right size the broad was enormous,
stacked to the hilt spicy soon noticed a bulge in his kilt
the piper delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself,
"this beast is all mine" the portly young lady could stand for no more
grabbed his cojones and went for the door

They got to her house and dimmed all the lights
Spicy was in for one hell of a night he said that he loved her,
he'd always be true "But Mr. McHaggis, I've only just met you!!"

By now he saw double through his drunken eyes
neither had looks or appropriate size he came to his sense,
thought to himself, "At this time of night I won't find nothing else" he took off his shirt,
she lifted her skirt, they pulled out his unit and stared to play she asked for a glove,
he gave her a shove, had baby McHaggis nine months to-the-day.

One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house,
just the right size the broad was enormous,
stacked to the hilt spicy soon noticed a bulge in his kilt
the piper delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself,
"this beast is all mine" the portly young lady could stand for no more
grabbed his cojones and went for the door

Three packs a day, he'll smoke 'til he dies Spicy McHaggis, one hell of a guy!

Some stupid German song that they play at the station that broadcasts the world cup by wir sind helden or something. :headbang: Oh, you know you secretly love it. :p


Er, and I'm listening to music right now, so nothing else playing in my head atm.

Big bottom, Big bottom, talk about mud flaps my babes got 'em!
Well, thanks a lot, now i have Fat bottomed girls by Queen starting in my head. :(
Worst loop ever was Lady in Black, my flatmate threw me into it by listening to it on single repeat for several hours. I barely heard it but it crept in subconsciously and stuck for three days. Before that i liked the song.

Dragonforce - Valley of the Damned

when i was coming home at the airport, it was the tune of 'move b****, get out the way'

now its hotel california.

big difference. :D

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i swear to god (if he or she exists) that you're psychic... you always come on just after me

i swear to god (if he or she exists) that you're psychic... you always come on just after me

hehehe - I think you could be called my leading indicator.

*starts to sound like Allan Greenspan*

hehehe - I think you could be called my leading indicator.

*starts to sound like Allan Greenspan*

Who Dat?

*sings killing me softly*

Big bottom, Big bottom, talk about mud flaps my babes got 'em!


Love that song for it's utter sillyness! I just watched that part accidentally some hours ago, it gets stuck in your head very easily.

Last days, I've had this urge to whisper "Supermassive Black Hole" with an eerie voice every now and then :) .

Who Dat?

*sings killing me softly*


Former Federal Reserve Board chairman.
Mr Leading Indicator.

Former Federal Reserve Board chairman.
Mr Leading Indicator.

Ah, Gotcha

:cool:

Ah, Gotcha

:cool:


In other news: music: mosh!

In other news: music: mosh!

Never moshed

I once went to a gig at my high school (way back when) and one of the bigger guys in our year was on stage with Jebbediah (this was before they were big in Oz) and he went to stage dive onto the pit...

it parted like the red sea and he landed on the gym floor... poor sod

*pokes boggy*

wheresyagone?

*pokes boggy*

wheresyagone?


Me needed a cuppa...
*slurps*

Me needed a cuppa...
*slurps*
I just made a round myself

*shlurp*

I just made a round myself

*shlurp*

*breaks out the rollies*

*breaks out the rollies*

Damn, we have no chocie biscuits... or I'd have one with ma cuppa

Damn, we have no chocie biscuits... or I'd have one with ma cuppa


*dreams about shortbread fingers*

*dreams about shortbread fingers*


personally, I like penguine biscuits, you can bit opposite cornors off and suck the tea through it, and then munch it while it's soggy.. mmmmmmmm

personally, I like penguine biscuits, you can bit opposite cornors off and suck the tea through it, and then munch it while it's soggy.. mmmmmmmm


This has become the Cooky Thread!

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This has become the Cooky Thread!

:fluffle:

what IS a cooky thread?

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what IS a cooky thread?

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:fluffle:

A thread about cookies. Oh - I don't like the oatmeal cookies that much.

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A thread about cookies. Oh - I don't like the oatmeal cookies that much.

Nah.. I like anything chocolate

Raisin cookies are nice though

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Nah.. I like anything chocolate

Raisin cookies are nice though

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:fluffle: or choc-chippers with hot chocolate!

:fluffle: or choc-chippers with hot chocolate!

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm *licks lips*

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm *licks lips*

Chocolate Mecca!

Chocolate Mecca!

Mecca.. intersting place to get shot at

sorry, that's off topic

Chocolate is good... they had a chocolate fountain at the local shopping centre - they had mega marshmallows on a stick dipped in hot liquid chocolate

I was in metaphorical heaven

Mecca.. intersting place to get shot at

sorry, that's off topic

Chocolate is good... they had a chocolate fountain at the local shopping centre - they had mega marshmallows on a stick dipped in hot liquid chocolate

I was in metaphorical heaven

I want the choco without the marshmellow!

I want the choco without the marshmellow!

but it's all runny and gooey.. you'd need something to eat it off

but it's all runny and gooey.. you'd need something to eat it off
Ice-cream! YaY! :fluffle:

or... cherries?

Ice-cream! YaY! :fluffle:

or... cherries?

You're on the right track ;)

Fill my Little World by The Feeling and You're All I Have by Snow Patrol

Mozart's 25th symphony in G minor, first movement.

currently singing ocean drive by the light house family

.. oh wait.. no now I'm singing you got the love by candi staton

That it is, not my favourite song of that album though. (the honour goes to Law and Order)

They're probably my second favourite punk band.


At the moment actually, two Silverchair songs are running through my head, No Association and Spawn Again. A pity they didn't stick to that style, they'd be cool then.
It's got too many good songs on it to decide which is best (more than can be said for most albums released nowadays): Suspect Device, Wasted Life, Alternative Ulster, Law & Order, Johnny Was, Barbed Wire Love (if you see them live you'll understand)...

But Tin Soldiers is their best song.

Une Annee Sans Lumiere by the Arcade Fire.

It's one of those kind of annoying songs that's so catchy it sticks. Why do indie rockers feel the need to sing out of tune?? :confused:

"You're So Vain" is not the worst thing you could be mentally humming. For example, you could be me, tortured by "Be Without You" by Mary J. Blige. It's overplayed on the radio already, I don't know why I have to continue it all day by myself. Ugh!

Yikes, I hate to think how else music could be stuck in your head if not mentally! :eek:

I've had the Lily Allen song Smile stuck in my head for weeks and I've only heard it about 3 times.

Cranberries - Zombie
I need to plug in my USB drive with 2 hours of music -_-.

This morning I'm singing Creep, by radiohead, and just for kicks i'm going to write the lyrics:

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eyes
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very' special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so very'special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out the door ...
She's running out
she's run, run, run, run...
run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

Since a couple of threads back, I've been hearing "The Meaning of Life" by MP over and over and over again... Seriously, I'll give it ten more minutes, then I'm changing the playlist.

But Tin Soldiers is their best song.

How weird. Is it coincidental that I find that is my favourite song of theirs, or more proof of the evil twin kinship? *strokes chin*

Oh angel it's understood
What we could
Do together's every bit much better than good
I ain't looking for the sky to
Cover my head
Cover me I'll cover you again and again and again

Stay up all night to feed your fire
My day's a dream with you on my mind
I wake up tight full of desire
And you are the one who can unwind
My weather's always a surprise
Don't think you'll ever come prepared
But love's the lighthouse in my life
If you get scared

When you look in my eyes
Do you have faith like me
Love can heal the wounds
That cry us all to sleep

When you hear nature's voice
Whispering in your ear
Is heaven a-rejoicing
Even through the tears

When you become your light
Shining like the sun
Is peace within your mind
Where everything is one
Evil will not destroy
When love is in your hand
Now can be make believe
The mysteries we understand

Us angels we give it up
Just enough
Keep each other hanging on with a heavenly touch
I ain't playing with a goal to
Cover my ass
I am naked like a baby in the summer grass

New York's the only place I know
I'll take you on a guided tour
Through Central Park where only those
With seven senses feel secure
Then from my rooftop in the clouds
We'll dive into the glowing sea
And when we're falling look around
And tell me what you see

When you look in my eyes
Do you have faith like me
Love can heal the wounds
That cry us all to sleep

Sophie B. Hawkins

a lovestruck romeo sings a streetsuss serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?

juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
you shoudn't come around here singing up at people like that
anyway what you gonna do about it?

juliet the dice were loaded from the start
and i bet and you exploded in my heart
and i forget i forget the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong juliet?

come up on different streets they both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
and i dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real
how can you look at me as i was just another one of your deals?

when you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything you promised me thick and thin
now you just say oh romeo yeah you know i used to have a scene with him

juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said i love you like the stars above i'll love you till i die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?

i can't do the talk like they talking on the tv
and i can't do a love song like the way its meant to be
i can't do everything but i'd do anything for you
i can't do anything except be in love with you

and all i do is miss you and the way we used to be
all i do is keep the beat and bad company
all i do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
julie i'd do the stars with you any time

juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said i love you like the stars above i'll love you till i die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?

a lovestruck romeo sings a streetsuss serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?

Dire Straits!
YaY!

Dire Straits!
YaY!

Heard it alot growing up

you have to remember, you've got 13 years on me!

Trivium- light 2 flies

just da bit that goes like

it seams 2 suit u bttr bleeding out the eyes
bleeding out the eyes
lalalalalalalalalala
lalalalalalala like light 2 flies

Whenever I read some of the threads in these forums, two songs are always in my head.

"Back On the Map" by Slapshot

"Here to Stay" by Sheer Terror

God, why do I feel compelled to respond to everything?

The Great Gig in the Sky, by Pink Floyd.

.. this is all Adrian's fault (I work with him)

He came in humming it this morning

and now, I have Greenday stuck in my head - When September ends!

I've got a medley of "Hips don't lie" (what a thoughtprovoking title, btw) and "Pump it" (and another one). I hate Z-tv, they mostly show hip-hip, pop etc, and they've only got about ten songs.

"Feels Just Like It Should" - Jamiroquai

random post - just to make it an even 100 in the thread

You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh
That's right

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong
I know better
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh no
No no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now
For they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we
Until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kiss
I'll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes
It harder
I wish I could remember
But I keep
Your memory
You visit me in my sleep
My darling
Who knew
My darling
My darling
Who knew
My darling
I miss you
My darling
Who knew
Who knew

Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more ...Aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working. Good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

I cannot help it, but sometimes crappy songs find themselves in the jukebox in my brain.

Earlier, it was "Private Eyes" by Hall and Oates.

"Private Eyes.. *boom*boom* theyre watching you....."

The Muppets' theme :)

Gotye - Heart's a mess. You can listen to it here (http://www.myspace.com/gotye).

What a beautiful song! I'll need to get the album.

Right now this:Hauptsache ist

Hauptsache ist
Feindbild errichten
Trümmer aufschichten
Negativ belichten
Hinrichten

Hauptsache ist
Gehirne töten
Menschlichkeit vonnöten
Bluter erröten
Sperma verhüten

Hauptsache ist
Das Grauen sehen
Zum Teufel gehen
Im Dunkeln stehen
Fahnen wehen

Hauptsache ist
Drogen testen
Schweine mästen
Seelen verpesten

Hauptsache ist
Masochisten
Dadaisten
Terroristen
Einkaufslisten

Hauptsache ist
Soldaten fallen
Schritte hallen
Besoff'ne lallen
Schüsse knallen

Hauptsache ist
Es macht Spaß!

Put the needle on it
Put the needle on it
Put the needle on it
Put the needle on it

Take the bait, bite the line
I got the place, you got the time
I'm lickin' my lips did I make you blush

I'll let you in, the sweat you're in
The temperature is, rising
So hot I may wanna take my clothes off
Ah, ah, ah

Come inside, you're drippin' desire
Let the music make you rise up
Dirty hands, is what I demand
Let the music make you rise up

Oh put, the needle on it
I'll tell you where I want it
C'mon and spin me on it
All my freaks say
Put, the needle on it
I'll tell you where I want it
C'mon and spin me on it
All my freaks say

I dare you now, to be bad
D'ya want the best you've ever had?
You look so tame boy let me wild you up
Keep the lights, dark and low
I'll keep you up all night until you
Feel it vibrating through your bones

Dirty hands, I demand

Just now it's "Your Mother's got a Penis" by the GLC. Earlier today it was "Rollin' with Saget" by Jamie Kennedy. I guess the little DJ in my head's decided today is funny rap song day.

I've got the first verse of 'Ten Storey Love Song' by the Stone Roses stuck in my head.

When your heart is black and broken
and you need a helping hand
When you're so much in love you don't know just how much you can stand.
When your questions go unanswered
and the silence is killing you
Take my hand
baby I'm your man
I've got lovin' enough for two...

*Rock on!*

Catch 22's chorus to "Keasbey Nights". Awesome song.

"And when they come for me
I'll be sittin at my desk
with a gun in my hand
wearin' a bullet proof vest
singin' My my my how the times does fly
when you know you're gonna die by the end of the night"