No Woman No Cry, Bob Marley

my previous lyric was from 12xu by wire, covered by minor threat and garbage i think too.

"Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists"

Too easy.

Rage Against The Machine - Wake Up

Man, I still like RATM, but I got real disappointed when I figured out the Rage Against The Machine Songwriting Scheme. It goes kinda like this:

[something about black man being oppressed]
[something about the corruption of government]
FREE MUMIA!
[something else about black man being oppressed]
[really catchy ending phrase]
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:) See: Know Your Enemy, Killing In The Name Of, and every other RATM song.

Here's my lyrics:

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with you i'm happy
without you i'm strong
and i cannot choose between the two
///

No Google you fucking cheaters. :)

I wanna say Holla Back, by Ghetto Fabolous. I could be wrong. AlphaGeek mixed DayQuil and NyQuil this morning, came to school, and can't sleep now. Worse, his pores are giving off fumes, so I'm floatin' right now.

~mike

Okay, no one's getting that. Let's try another one...

///
now i get up around whenever
i used to get up on time
but that old man, he's a real mother fucker
gonna kick him on down the line
///

:)

you sang it on the phone with me the other day. by the use of the words "mother" and "fucker', i'd guess guns n roses. but i'm probably terribly wrong. anyway who was that other one by? i looked on google just to see and nothing came up, which makes me want to say jenny youngs. ha. it would be so DAVE to do that, too. :p tell me!

At best you're only half right on each of them. Let's try that again. :P

I have one more for you fools today.

///
smoke 'em if you got 'em!
aaaalllllllllllllllllright! that sucked!
///

:)

"Mr. Brownstone"--Guns n' Roses

"Well it's cool that you live in a shack. And it's cool that you're hooked on smack."

and the Round Mound of Sound gets it.

Here's another one:

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come sit right down
lay your head on my shoulder
it's not the point
that i'm forty years older

you can trust me, i'm no criminal
but i'd kill my mother to be with you
be with you
be with you
be with you
///

OOH I KNOW THAT ONE!! edge of the world, faith no more. oh yes, i do listen to my mp3s. especially my faith no more mp3s :)

anyway. okay, jenny own youngs...um, i don't know the song. and i got the guns n roses one.

and i'd guess the other quote is ice cube. har har. but i could be wrong too. this is fun!

okay. new one.

///
you're my brown-eyed girl
///

i know that's hard 'cause it's only one line, but no cheating!

And yes, Jen, you are correct. It's Jenny.

For those completely ignorant of Jenny Owen Youngs (everyone else here except my sister), I'll share a little. Jen will probably learn something here too.

Jenny was the first person I ever loved. We met online just about six years ago. We kicked it off as friends pretty quickly, but it moved into a "relationship". A "you're four hours away from me" relationship. A "I'm a stupid 15 year old boy" relationship. It ended after several months, mostly because I was stupid and she was obsessed with someone she knew in real life. I couldn't compete.

Then, a few months later, I got with Erinn. And things were looking good. Then Jenny tells me "I still love you." It kinda started eating me up inside.

I did a lot of stupid things after that. I hurt her in a lot of ways. She hurt me. I'm to blame for most of them. We fell apart, then reconciled, then fell apart... she had a fit when she found out that yes, I was sleeping with the person I was in a relationship with. By fit, I mean I got an expletive-filled email and she didn't talk to me for months. I was... sorta pissed, sorta regretful. I still loved her. But I was with Erinn, and I wasn't going to change that. Jenny's the one that gave me the boot in the first place. I wasn't going to do the same to Erinn for her.

Erinn and I fell apart after about 9 months. Jenny and I sorta talked. We never really kept up good communication. In and out. By now, two years has passed since we've met. She's doing other things. I'm obsessed with Andrea but I still have a very deep longing for Jenny. I still love her.

In September of '98, she asks me if I'll make the copies of her CD. I've always known she was a talented musician, but this is where I really get to feel it. I listen to her CD. Over. And over. And over.

I hate to acknowledge it, but some of the best songs on the album are about, pretty basically, a stupid boy. A stupid 15 year old boy. A stupid 15 year old boy that threw everything I had with her away. I don't <b>know</b> that they're about me. I don't want to know. I am not proud. It is the only thing I <b>regret</b> to this day. She has forgiven me. I have not.

We met in February of 1999. It was somewhat awkward for me. On a number of occasions, she tried to hug me. I backed away. I kept my arms down. She was obviously saddened. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to react.

On her last day there, as she was getting into her car to drive back to New Jersey... we just stared at each other. I stood there on my lawn, a stupid 17 year old boy. She left her car door open, walked around to me, and we shared the most meaningful embrace I've ever known. It must have lasted a full two minutes. Her head on my shoulder, mine on hers, our arms around each other... she hugged me so hard then. I'll never forget how it felt. After those few minutes, we kind of loosened up and broke it. She walked back to her car... we looked at each other... and she came back around and hugged me even harder. At that instant, it was the best moment of my life. Three years and a month later, I can't come up with anything to beat it.

I still love her. I always will. She'll always love me. She's the one that I will never get over.

The lines above are from one of her songs. I wish I could say that it's not about me. I wish I could say that. I'll never ask. I don't want to know.

You can download the song <a href="http://www.metastudios.com/dave/Jenny_Owen_Youngs-The_Hardest_Thing.mp3">here</a>.

If you're interested in more... I'm going to be hosting her site in the not-too-distant future and it'll have MP3's and linkage to ordering information.

Enjoy.

van morrison! or however that's spelled. okay, that one was too easy. :p how about...

(i'll use dave's method here)

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i'm between the poles and the equator
don't send no private investigator to find me please
'less he speaks Chinese
and can dance like astaire overseas
///

that one might be really easy but i love that song, so up it goes. no cheating. doing this online is too easy. sheesh.

I only know it from the "'less he speaks Chinese". Then I sing it in my head and everything fits.

Michael Penn - No Myth (commonly called "Romeo In Black Jeans"). Pop Up Video!

Here's one a bit more recent for ya...

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what did i find?
i never thought i could want someone so much
'cause now you're not here and i'm knee deep in my own fear
forgive my indecision
i am only a maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...
///

The Fun Lovin' Criminals - Smoke 'em