Day 12 - A Song From A Band I Hate

I don't really hate music!!!!!!  There is beauty in every note ever played!!!!!  Oh well... I still need to post something... (I still refuse to post mainstream)  *draws a name from the not-so-good-bands bag*  Dixie Chicks. I don't hate you, but I don't like you.  Sorry.

I change my mind, I hate this song.  Here are the lyrics!

Wide Open Spaces
Who doesn't know what I'm talking about
Who's never left home, who's never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone

Many precede and many will follow
A young girl's dream no longer hollow
It takes the shape of a place out west
But what it holds for her, she hasn't yet guessed

[Chorus:]
She needs wide open spaces
Room to make her big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes

She traveled this road as a child
Wide eyed and grinning, she never tired
But now she won't be coming back with the rest
If these are life's lessons, she'll take this test

[Repeat Chorus]
She knows the high stakes

As her folks drive away, her dad yells, "Check the oil!"
Mom stares out the window and says, "I'm leaving my girl"
She said, "It didn't seem like that long ago"
When she stood there and let her own folks know

[Repeat Chorus]
She knows the highest stakes
She knows the highest stakes
She knows the highest stakes
She knows the highest stakes 


See you all (maybe) tomorrow!


*btw: I'm not doing a 4000 post, but thank you all for reading my blog!

Day 11 - A Song From My Favourite Band

I don't have a favourite band because I only listen to music that I love (which is all music but mainstream).  I'll just post a Queen song.

Death On Two Legs
You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till it hurts
You’ve taken all my money
And you want more
Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules
With your narrow minded cronies
Who are fools of the first division
Death on two legs
You’re tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You’ve never had a heart of your own
Kill joy bad guy big talking small fry
You’re just an old barrow boy
Have you found a new toy to replace me?
Can you face me?
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Feel good are you satisfied?
Do you feel like suicide?
(I think you should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good feel good?

You talk like a big business tycoon
You’re just a hot air balloon
So no one gives you a damn
You’re just an overgrown schoolboy
Let me tan your hide
A dog with disease
You’re the king of the ’sleaze’
Put your money where your mouth is
Mister know-all
Was the fin on your back
Part of the deal? (shark)
Death on two legs
You’re tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You’ve never had a heart (you never did) of your own
(right from the start)
Insane you should be put inside
You’re a sewer rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
Should be made unemployed
Then make yourself null and void
Make me feel good I feel good


I hope you like this song!  See you all tomorrow!

Day 10 - A Song I Fall Asleep To

I can't sleep when I listen to music... I struggle mind and body to stay awake so I can hear the whole song...  If I were to listen to music to help me sleep, it would probably be either Kate Bush's album "The Whole Story" or Stevie Nicks' album "Bella Donna".  They both have such soothing voices... here are a few songs by both of these amazing artists! (left column is Kate Bush, the right one is Stevie Nicks)

      

      

      

Kate Bush

Wuthering Heights

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper, like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me?
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you, I loved you too

Bad dreams in the night
They told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights

(Chorus) Heathcliff, its me, Cathy come home
I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window

Oh it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine alot, I find the lot
Falls through without you
I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff
My one dream, my only master

Too long I roam in the night
I'm coming back to his side to put it right
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights

(Chorus)
Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away
Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away
You know it's me, Cathy
(Chorus)

Army Dreamers

"B.F.P.O.*"
Army dreamers.
"Mammy's hero."
"B.F.P.O."
"Mammy's hero."

Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mammy's hero.

Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder.
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier.

"What could he do?
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
"What could he do?
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education.
"What could he do?
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.

Tears o'er a tin box.
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldn't win the war with ego.

Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now he's sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.

"What could he do?
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
"What could he do?
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education.
"What could he do?
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of all that
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers, oh...

("B.F.P.O.")
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
Army dreamers.
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
("Mammy's hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
Army Dreamers.
("Mammy's hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes.
("Mammy's hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
Army dreamers.
("Mammy's hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes.
("Mammy's hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
Mammy's darling.
("Mammy's hero.")

[*--"B.F.P.O.": British Forces Posted Overseas.] 

Breathing

Outside
Gets inside
Through her skin.
I've been out before
But this time it's much safer in.

Last night in the sky,
Such a bright light.
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to keep

Breathing,
("Out, in, out, in, out, in...")
Breathing it in,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing it in,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing it in,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in.

We've lost our chance.
We're the first and the last, ooh,
After the blast.
Chips of Plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung.

I love my
Beloved, ooh,
All and everywhere,
Only the fools blew it.
You and me
Knew life itself is

Breathing,
("Out, in, out, in, out...")
Breathing it in,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing it in,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing it in,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out...
("Out!")

"In point of fact it is possible to tell the
("Out!")
difference between a small nuclear explosion and
a large one by a very simple method. The calling
card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that
is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter
even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration
of this flash that we are able to determine the size
("What are we going to do without?")
of the weapon. After the flash a fireball can be
seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust
and living things around the area of the explosion,
and as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable
as the familiar "mushroom cloud". As a demonstration
of the flash duration test let's try and count the
number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very
small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized
bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful,
"high-yield" bombs

"What are we going to do without?"
Ooh please!
"What are we going to do without?"
Let me breathe!
"What are we going to do without?"
Ooh, Quick!
"We are all going to die without!"
Breathe in deep!
"What are we going to die without?"
Leave me something to breathe!
"We are all going to die without!"
Oh, leave me something to breathe!
"What are we going to do without?"
Oh, God, please leave us something to breathe!"
"We are all going to die without
Oh, life is--Breathing.

Stevie Nicks

Leather and Lace (and Don Henley)

Is a love so fragile?
And the heart so hollow
Shatter with words...impossible to follow
You're sayin' I'm fragile...
I try not to be, I search only...
for somethin' I can't see

I have my own life...
and I am stronger than you know
But I carry this feelin'...when you walked into my house
That you won't be walkin' out the door

Still I carry this feelin'...when you walked into my house
That you won't be walkin' out the door

CHORUS:
Lovers forever....face to face
My city or mountains...stay with me stay
I need you to love me...I need you today
Give to me your leather....take from me...my lace

You in the moonlight..with your sleepy eyes
Could you ever love a man like me?
And you were right..when I walked into your house
I knew I'd never want to leave
Sometimes I'm a strong man, sometimes cold and scared
and sometimes I cry......
But that time I saw you...I knew with you to light my nights....
somehow I'd get by

CHORUS

Take from me....my lace
Take from me....my lace

Kind Of Woman
Temptation falls in your path
No hesitation why you ask
You have another waiting at home
And yes she matters to you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
She matters to you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
She matters to you

You didn't mean to meet her you cry
Oh but the sun goes down every night
She came to you when you were alone
And yes she matters to you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
She matters to you

I promised myself... a long time ago
It would be difficult to let you go
If not at least within
The touch of my fingers -
It was close to being
In heaven -
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
To being in heaven
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Is to be... in heaven
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
I know I know


Edge Of Seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Oooh... Ooh... Oooh...
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooo baby... Oooh... said oooh

And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend(Everything's alright), baby
Nothin' else mattered

He was no more(He was no more...)
than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted
Something within him
At the moment
That I first laid...
Eyes... on... him...
All alone...On the edge of
Seventeen

Just like the white winged dove.
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooo baby... Oooh... said oooh...
Just like the one winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing... said
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

I went today, maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
Yeah, Yeah...
Well the music there well it was hauntingly
Familiar
Well I see you doing
What I tried to do for me
With the words from a poet
And a voice from a choir
And a melody
Nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Oooh baby... Oooh... said oooh
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing... said
Oooh baby... oooh... said oooh

The clouds
Never expect it
When it rains
But the sea
Changes colours
But the sea
Does not change
So... with the slow... graceful flow
Of age
I went forth... with an age old
Desire... to please
On the edge of
Seventeen

Ooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaahhhhh...

(Guitar Solo)


Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing
Oooh baby... Oooh... said oooh...
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Oooh baby... Oooh... said oooh


Well then suddenly
There was no one... left standing
In the hall
Yeah yeah
With a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh, I went searchin' for an answer
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird
Singing- Come away... (come away, come away)

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooo... baby... Oooh... said Oooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Oooh... baby.. Oooh... said oooh

Well I hear you(Well I hear you)
In the morning(In the morning)
And I hear you(And I hear you)
At nightfall(At nightfall)
Sometime to be near you
Is to be unable... to hear you
My love
I'm a few years older than you(I'm a few years older than you) My love

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Oooh baby... Oooh... said oooh...


That it for this post, sorry that it's late...

Day 9 - A Song That I can Dance To

... *distant gaze* ... ME?!?!?!?!?!?! DANCE?!?!?!?!?!?!!?

Ade: Pssh. No way man. Are you freaking kidding me?! BAHAHA. We're lucky if she even gets up to go to the bathroom. KIDDING. Ha. That was funny though.

Me: EH?!?!?!?!?!?! I don't understand.... T_T

Ade: 'Cause you're stupid. Well. I, on the other hand, can dance to every song from pretty much any musical (Grease... still remember all the choreography...). Also all Queen songs. And some good 80's music. And... what else... Any song that I listen to. SMOKE ON YOUR PIPE AND PUT THAT IN! (West Side Story reference!)

Me: : P like I care.  Unless you plan on being a dancer, dancing'll get you no where.

Ade: Actually, if you're a Theatre Geek like me, it helps to be a dancer. Which will help you be a *Triple Threat. Which will help you get far in show biz. Which will make you awesome and good at what you do and AWESOME.
*Triple Threat - You can act, sing, and dance. Very well.

Me: What kind of employment will that get you and how will that benefit you in the future?  Get your social studies mark up before you start worrying about dancing.

Ade: Up, up, up, it can only go up from here! (À la Shania Twain)

Me:  I have a bad experience from that song... the way it copied on to my computer (when I was into ST) made it that whenever she sang a certain note in that song (a REALLY HIGH note), it made a high pitch squeal instead of her voice... I had to take the song off my play list....

Ade: Like I said, the quality of my work can only go up!

Me:  And what goes up, ALWAYS GOES BACK DOWN!!!!!!  You'll have a mid-life crisis if you don't be careful... ( and continue on the teacher's bad side, ie: squealing in class...)

Ade: Pssh, yeah, the "down" side of things will be my death. Duh. And the squealing thing isn't my fault. Blame -----, -------, --------, ---, -----, you and others.

Me: And Kraft Dinner... *hint hint*

Ade: That person was the last one before you. ( A. K. A ----- )

Me: Back to the main subject, why don't you choose a song for this post, 'cause you're SUCH A GOOD dancer.

Ade: Okay. "Bicycle Race" by Queen. Or "Don't Stop Me Now". And what does dancing have to do with choosing a song?

Me: This post is about songs that you can dance to, duh.

      

See you all tomorrow!

*This post is brought to you by has been stolen by Ade from Electric Sweetness.

Day 8 - A song That I Know All the Words To

um....  All of Tegan and Sara... Most of John Hiatt... Getting there on Wilco... Getting there on Arrogant Worms (not that i want to)... A lot of Queen... Stevie Nicks' album Bella Donna... and any other song I listen to pretty much....  this post is kind of late, so here<s only one example.

The Con - Tegan and Sara
I listened in
Yes I'm guilty of this
You should know this
I broke down and wrote you back
Before you had a chance to
Forget forgotten
I am moving past this giving notice
I have to go
Yes I know the feeling,
Know you're leaving
Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now
I'm coming around, I'm coming around
Nobody likes to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Spelled out your name and lists the reasons
Faint of heart
Don't call me back
I imagine you when I was distant
Not insistent
I followed suit and laid out on my back imagine that
A million hours left to think of you
And think of that
Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now
I'm coming around, I'm coming around
Nobody likes to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Nobody likes to
But I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Nobody [x9]
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down


One song that I probably would of chosen instead would be "Bohemian Rhapsody", but I've already made a post on that song.  Bye! (for now...)

Day 7 - A Song That Reminds Me Of An Event...

"Joan Crawford".  It makes no reference to Halloween, but when I listen to it I think of Halloween.  Here's the song.  It most definitely  has NOTHING to do with Halloween, I just get that feeling when listening.  Maybe it's the line "has risen from the grave"...

Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy 
They're laughing just like hungry dogs in the street 
Policemen are hiding behind the skirts of little girls 
Their eyes have turned the color of frozen meat 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 

Catholic school girls have thrown away their mascara 
They chain themselves to the axles of big Mac trucks 
The sky is filled with herds of shivering angels 
The fat lady laughs, "Gentlemen, start your trucks" 

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 

Christina 
Mother's home 
Christina 
Come to mother 
Christina 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave 
Joan Crawford has risen


I hope you enjoy this song... Sorry that I don't have time to write a fuller blog!  I'm too busy right now!  See you tomorrow!

Day 6 - A Song That Reminds Me Of Somewhere

I can't quite think of one... "Take It Easy" reminds me of the time that we stood on "a corner in Winslow Arizona", it was "such a fine sight to see".  There was also a flat-bed ford... Look in this picture.  I think that I'll choose "Take It Easy" by the Eagles.

Well, I'm running down the road
tryin' to loosen my load
I've got seven women on
my mind,
Four that wanna own me,
Two that wanna stone me,
One says she's a friend of mine
Take It easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels
drive you crazy
Lighten up while you still can
don't even try to understand
Just find a place to make your stand
and take it easy
Well, I'm a standing on a corner
in Winslow, Arizona
and such a fine sight to see
It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed
Ford slowin' down to take a look at me
Come on, baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love is
gonna save me
We may lose and we may win though
we will never be here again
so open up, I'm climbin' in,
so take it easy
Well I'm running down the road trying to loosen
my load, got a world of trouble on my mind
lookin' for a lover who won't blow my
cover, she's so hard to find
Take it easy, take it easy
don't let the sound of your own
wheels make you crazy
come on baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love is
gonna save me, oh oh oh
Oh we got it easy
We oughta take it easy 

Be sure to visit the corner in Winslow Arizona!  See you tomorrow!

Day 5 - A Song That Remends Me of Someone...

um.... I couLd be really insulting right now using this post, but I'm not that kind of person : ) (it's your lucky day Ade).  Let's see,  here's one song.  This one here reminds me of my friend Ade (makes the blog Electric Sweetness).  The song is "Don't Rain on My Parade".  It's the kind of song she'd sing in public, maybe dancing around too...

Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly, I simply got to
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
The Cinderella or the shine apple of its eye
I gotta fly once, I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see,
I gotta have my bite, sir.
Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade,

I'm gonna live and live NOW!
Get what I want, I know how!
One roll for the whole shebang!
One throw that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham,
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am ...

I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir,
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade! 


Sorry that I picked on you Ade, but you're so fun to RAZZLE.
See you!

Day 4 - A Song That Makes Me Sad

My internet was down ALL DAY yesterday... so I'll do the day four and day five posts on the fifth day of my challenge!  I hope you don't mind... A song that makes me sad... I'm not good at picking and choosing, so I'll post a few!

      

      

Here are the Lyrics to the songs (in order as they appear):

Dark Come Soon, Tegan and Sara

Dark, you can't come soon enough for me
Saved, from one more day of misery
Everything I love
Get back for me now
Everyone I love
I need you now
Don't forget a million miles for me
Safe and another day passed by me
Everything I love
Get back for me now
Everyone I love
I need you now
So I conned,
I lied I lied to me too
(so what?)
So I conned,
I lied I lied to me too
(so what?)
Hold out for the ones you know will love you
Hide out from the ones you know will love you
You, you too
Hike to the edge and barely there
Slow
To make my move, I'm almost there
Everything I say I say to me first
Everything I do I do to me first
So what, I lied I lied to me too
(so what?)
So what, I lied I lied to me too
Hold out for the ones you know will love you
Hide out from the ones you know will love you
You, you too
Dark you can't come soon enough for me 

Hung My Head, Johnny  Cash (cover)

Early one morning
With time to kill
I borrowed Jebb's rifle
And sat on a hill
I saw a lone rider
Crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him
To practice my aim

My brother's rifle
Went off in my hand
A shot rang out
Across the land
The horse, he kept running
The rider was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I set off running
To wake from the dream
My brother's rifle
Went into the sheen
I kept on running
Into the south lands
That's where they found me
My head and my hands

The sheriff he asked me
Why had I run
And then it came to me
Just what I had done
And all for no reason
Just one piece of lead
I hung my head
I hung my head

Here in the court house
The whole town was there
I see the judge
High up in the chair
Explain to the court room
What went through you mind
And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find

I felt the power
Of death over life
I orphaned his children
I widowed his wife
I begged their forgiveness
I wish I was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I hung my head
I hung my head

Early one morning
With time to kill
I see the gallows
Up on a hill
And out in the distance
A trick of the brain
I see a lone rider
Crossing the plain

And he'd come to fetch me
To see what they'd done
And we'd ride together
To kingdom come
I prayed for god's mercy
For soon I'd be dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I hung my head
I hung my head

Solitaire - Jann Arden (cover)

There was a man
A lonely man
Who lost his love
Through his indifference

A heart that cared
That went unshared
Until it died
Within his silence

And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again

And keeping to himself, he plays the game
Without her love, it always ends the same
While life goes on around him everywhere,
He's playing solitaire

A little hope
Goes up in smoke
Just how it goes
Goes without saying

There was a man
A lonely man
Who would command
The hand he's playing

And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again

And keeping to himself, he plays the game
Without her love, it always ends the same
While life goes on around him everywhere,
He's playing solitaire

And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again

Dust Down A Country Road, John Hiatt

Could not get to sleep
It was on my wedding night
I was tangled in the sheets
And I was dreaming of a light
Pouring from her window
Coming up through the floor
Lifting up the darkness
Crashing through my kitchen door

Down to that old oak table
I went to take a look
And my whole life flashed before me
Just like a story book
She used to make me breakfast
Or sit around and talk
Have another cup of coffee
Or maybe take a little walk

CHORUS:
Dust down a country road
Blowing in the wind
Behind an old truck load
Up before the rooster crowed
There's an old dog staring
At the dust down a country road

And that truck is going somewhere
I just can't be sure
When tomorrow's just the day
After all that's gone before
And I always thought of leaving
I never could stay too long
Now her memory's catching up
And our sweet dreams are all gone

CHORUS


If I had a bullet I'd put it in this gun
And I'd catch that old dog napping
And I'd shoot him before he runs
Cause he ain't much good for nothin'
Except staring at the dust
Lord I wonder what he's looking at
Sneaking up on us

CHORUS

All these songs are beautifully written and sung... I will most probably have a post on each of these songs individually some time later.  See you (soon)!

Dark, you can't come soon enough for me
Saved, from one more day of misery

Day 3 - A song That Makes Me Happy

There are many... Lets see, what can I post... I know!  "Smile" is a song originally by Charlie Chaplin, but it has many covers.  I'll post a few versions here.  The Glee version isn't too bad as well...

     

     

Smile
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by
If you Smile through your pain and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through
For you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying
Smile- What's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile.

That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,
Smile- What's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile.

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile Even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by

That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying
Smile- What's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile.



If you ever feel down, just listen to this song and you'll feel better.  I hope you like it as much as I do!  See you tomorrow! (yay, four day long weekend!)

Day 2 - My Least Favourite Song

Oh my... there are some that I refuse to post for the purity of my blog.  I thought that I'd only be posting good music, but this is forcing me to post that which I wish not to post.  Put simply, I hate most mainstream.  Scratch that, mainstream music has no emotion.  I hate it all, and I refuse to post any.  So the my least favourite song that I'm posting is still above mainstream.  Keep that in mind.  I also don't like a lot of the Glee covers... some just sound horrible.

I Only Wanted Sex - Jan Arden
cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry

the hardest part of goodbye
the hardest part of all
i say those words to you now
and i watch you crawl back to me
where is your dignity
oh where is your dignity

i make you promises and
i break them all apart
i抦 lying like a sidewalk
a typical loves me, loves me not
a typical loves me, loves me not
a typical loves me, loves me not

i never really loved you
i never loved you back
i never even liked you
i only wanted sex
sex

cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby

the hardest part of goodbye
is moving all your stuff
hey what抯 the name of that one guy
i sure could use his pick up truck
i surely could use his pick up truck
i surely could use his pick up truck

i never really loved you
i never loved you back
i never even liked you
i only wanted sex
i never really loved you
i never loved you back
i never even liked you
i only wanted sex
sex
i only wanted
i only wanted sex



Really stupid song.... "have you no morals?" is what I want to ask....  well there you go, least favourite song.  Bye!

Day 1 - My Favourite Song

Hmmm.... favourite song.... I really don't know!  I love lots of music!!!!!  I think I'll post a few just to be sure! : )
"Trigger" is a really goo- what nothing on youtube?  I guess that I have to choose a different song...  How about...

Space Oddity - David Bowie

Ground control to major Tom 

Ground control to major Tom 
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on 
(Ten) Ground control (Nine) to major Tom (Eight) 
(Seven, six) Commencing countdown (Five), engines on (Four) 
(Three, two) Check ignition (One) and may gods (Blastoff) love be with you 

This is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade 
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear 
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare 

This is major Tom to ground control, I'm stepping through the door 

And I'm floating in a most peculiar way 

And the stars look very different today 
Here am I floatin' 'round my tin can far above the world 
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do 

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still 
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go 
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows 
Ground control to major Tom, your circuits dead, there's something wrong 
Can you hear me, major Tom? 
Can you hear me, major Tom? 
Can you hear me, major Tom? 
Can you... 
Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon 
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can 

There are a lot more songs that I love, but I've already made posts about them.  When I listen to this song, I can picture "Major Tom" so vividly.  I hope you guys enjoy this song as much as I do.  See you all tomorrow!

3000!!!!!! XD

Thank you all so much for reading my blog!!!!  I now have surpassed 3000 views!!!!  From now on I've decided that i'm not going to post anymore poetry, if you want to read it, you have to wait for it to come out in a book. : ) Anyways, with music I won't run out of post ideas... I think that I've already said that...  I plan to do a 30 day challenge.  Yes that is what i'm going to do.  Here's the list that I will follow:

                                                                                   Day 1 - My Favourite Song

                                                                                   Day 2 - My Least Favourite Song

Day 3 - A Song That Makes Me Happy

Day 4 - A Song That Makes Me Sad

Day 5 - A Song That Reminds You of Someone

Day 6 - A Song That Reminds Me of Somewhere

Day 7 - A Song That Reminds Me of an Event

Day 8 - A Song That I Know All of the Words To

Day 9 - A Song I Can Dance To

Day 10 - A Song I Fall Asleep To

Day 11 - A Song From My Favourite Band

Day 12 - A Song From a Band I Hate

Day 13 - A Song That is a Guilty Pleasure

Day 14 - A Song That No One Would Expect Me to Like

Day 15 - A Song That Describes Me

Day 16 - A Song I used to Like but Now Hate

Day 17 - A Song You Always Hear on the Radio

Day 18 - A Song you Wish You Would Hear on the Radio

Day 19 - A Song From My Favourite Album

Day 20 - A Song I Listen to when I'm Angry

Day 21 - A Song I Listen to When I'm Happy

Day 22 - A Song I Listen to When I'm Sad

Day 23 - A Song to Play at My Wedding

Day 24 - A Song to Plat at My Funeral

Day 25 - A Song That Makes Me Laugh

Day 26 - A Song I can Play on an Instrument

Day 27 - A Song You Wish You Could Play

Day 28 - A Song That Makes Me Feel Guilty
Day 29 - A Song From My Childhood

Day 30 - My Favourite Song Last Year

"Any way the wind blows"

If you have never heard this song before, I shall murder you.  Here you go!  ^_^

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality


Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me


Mama I just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters


Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all


I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me


So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here


Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows


Bye!  See you next time! : )