I see your "Heaven Beside You", and raise you a "Man In The Box".Originally Posted by GoodAndSuchLike
I see your "Heaven Beside You", and raise you a "Man In The Box".Originally Posted by GoodAndSuchLike
i have a damn song stuck in my head that i herd at teh cue room the other day.
does anyone remember that lynx advert when the dude is at a bar and does a crazy kinda dance then a couple ladies come up and start flirting with him. does anyone know who sings that song. i think its something like " i like to party" its quite a groovy song
"Vengaboys - We like to party" at a guess?Originally Posted by MOTOXXX
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/venga...ketoparty.html
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Oh yeah? Well try having two kids who think "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" is a lullaby and want to have you sing it to them every night. And during the day when they go down for their nap (at least I get spared that on week days unless I'm at home, sick)Originally Posted by RiderInBlack
And then they want to watch the movie at least once every two days. Every day, sometimes.
Motorbike Camping for the win!
arse like that ..... eminem
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Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons....... - Honore de Balzac
The Real Sound of Ibiza - Cafe Mambo\Chill Out Mix\10 - Track 10.mp3
I only posted this because of the global economic crisis
Titanic Suite - James Horner
-Indy
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na its not them. thanks thoOriginally Posted by LiasTZ
DMB - "What Would You Say".
No, wait a minute - it's finished.
DMB - "Stay"
Originally Posted by Wolf
Ahh, you should have attended the Oscar School of Child Care.
Moderatley loud music is actually quite soothing for babies.
My first boy would go to sleep to Led Zepplin, and the second was very partial to The Clash.
He was a hard-headed man
He was brutally handsome, and she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in the heart of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, "Faster, faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind, mm
Are you with me so far?
Eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice, she was caught up in the race
Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired to fight about it
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh huh
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
took a turn for the worse
She said, "Listen, baby. You can hear the engine ring.
We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a goddam thing."
He said, "Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash."
"The doctor say he's comin', but you gotta pay him cash."
They went rushin' down that freeway,
messed around and got lost
They didn't care they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
"Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]
Home now, sitting back and put 'Up in smoke tour' DVD on....
Eminem - "the real slim shady" on right now.
My Brain Is Hanging Upside Down - The Ramones
You've got to pick up the pieces
C'mon, sort your trash
You better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children
Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best
Fifty thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say
Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
If there's one thing that makes me sick
It's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
World So Cold - Mudvayne
When passion's lost and all the trust is gone,
Way too far, for way too long
Children crying, cast out and neglected,
Only in a world so cold, only in a world
This cold
Hold the hand of your best friend, look into their eyes
Then watch them drift away
Some might say, we've done the wrong things,
For way too long, for way too long
Fever inside the storm,
So I'm turning away.
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
The circumstances of a world so cold
burning whispers, Remind me of the days,
I was left alone, in a world this cold
Guilty of the same things, provoked by
The cause,
I've left alone, in a world so cold
Fever inside the storm,
So I'm turning away.
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away,
Away from the names
(Calling your names)
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
The circumstances of a world so cold
Why does everyone feel like my enemy,
Don't want any part of depression or
Darkness, I've had enough
sick and tired, bring the sun, or I'm gone,
Or I'm gone
I'm backing out, I'm no pawn,
No mother-fucking slave to this,
Never lied
Never left
Never lived
Never loved
Never lost
Never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
Anything
Backing out, giving up, no mother-fucking
Slave to this,
Never lied
Never left
Never lived
Never loved
Never lost
Never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
Anything
I need to find a darkened corner,
A lightless corner,
Where it's safer and calmer,
I'm turning away.
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away,
Away from the names
(Calling your names)
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
The circumstances of a world so cold
Peace hath higher tests of manhood
than battle ever knew.
Oh they're quite OK with going to sleep with anything from easy listening to Punk. "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" is just their constant request. Other "lullabies" include "Patrick McGinty's Goat" and "Delaney's Donkey" - neither of which are slow and "soothing" and we often have some species of "rock" playing at night.Originally Posted by Oscar
Motorbike Camping for the win!
Weezer - Hash Pipe.
Err, interesting meaning if you look it up.
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