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Post by dirtygirldiva on Mar 16, 2009 18:11:13 GMT
No worries Peach. I was afraid of coming off like a Bi**h...I just get anal about Garth....I heart Garth...lol
I love songs that make you think, make you stand up and take notice, make you weep. This one sure does that for me.
Dear Mr. President - Pink
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothin bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Ohhh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
would u
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Post by tipou on Mar 16, 2009 20:03:46 GMT
well, dgd, i used to make jokes about garth - until i read the lyrics to his songs. i stopped laughing them.
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Post by dirtygirldiva on Mar 16, 2009 21:22:44 GMT
yeah you best not laugh at my man....*shhh its ok, Garth....I'll get her later*
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Post by ambra on Mar 18, 2009 10:18:30 GMT
I thought I'd share one of my favorite Weird Al songs to come out in recent years. Most of you have probably heard the James Blunt song "You're Beautiful". Al did a parody called "You're Pitiful", complete with the "false start" at the beginning of the song. Unfortunately, although Blunt gave him permission to release the song, Blunt's record company Atlantic Records, contacted Al and told him they didn't want him to release it. Although legally there was nothing Atlantic could do since the original artist had given permission for the parody, Al was forced by his own record company to leave the song off his newest cd. So Al decided if he couldn't put it on the cd, he'd just make the song, which he'd already recorded, available as a free download through his website. The song has become one of his most popular since then and was included in the lastest concert tour, with Al parodying the video in the performance. In the video, Blunt strips down from a hoodie sweatshirt to his skivvies. In concert Al strips down from the hoodie through various tshirts, including one that says "Atlantic Records Sucks!" until he's clad in a Spongebob shirt, pink tutu, heart boxers, and black fishnet stockings! I took quite a few pictures of that particular musical number when I saw him in concert last summer!
So here are the lyrics to "You're Pitiful". If you want to hear the song, go to weirdal.com and scroll down the homepage; there's a link there to listen to it. I'd post the link, but I'm not sure how, sorry. The wording for the "false start" isn't exact but you get the idea.
My life is brilliant...(What? Was I early? Oh...sorry. oK now? Now? ok...)
My life is brilliant
You're life's a joke
You're so pathetic
You're always broke
You're homemade "Star Trek" uniform
Really ain't impressin' me
You're suffering from delusions of adequacy
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful, it's true
Never had a date
That you couldn't inflate
And you smell repulsive too
What a bummer being you
Well you just can't dance
And forget romance
Everbody you know still calls you "farty pants"
But you'll always have a job well I mean
As long as you can still work that Slurpee machine
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful, it's true
You're half undressed
Eating chips off your chest
While your playing Halo 2
No ones classier than you
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la loser
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful. it's true
You're dog would much rather
Play fetch by itself
You still live with your mom and you're 42
Guess you'll never grow a clue
Well it just sucks to be you
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Post by kate2009 on Mar 18, 2009 11:08:22 GMT
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Post by tipou on Mar 18, 2009 11:14:22 GMT
ambra, since you are the resident weird al expert - i did not know he was still around - i wonder if you know whether al is responsible for the spoof "it's too late to order fries" i heard, a turn of course on one republic/timbaland's hit song "it's too late to apologize"
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Mar 18, 2009 11:39:27 GMT
I've mentioned on other threads how much I love the music of Jim Croce. I'd die a happy woman if a man loved me enough to write lyrics like those for Time in a Bottle: If I could save time in a bottle, The first thing that I'd like to do Is to save every day 'Til eternity passes away, Just to spend them with you. If I could make days last forever, If words could make wishes come true, I'd save every day like a treasure and then, Again, I would spend them with you. Chorus: But there never seems to be enough time To do the things you want to do Once you find them I've looked around enough to know That you're the one I want to go Through time with. If I had a box just for wishes And dreams that had never come true, The box would be empty Except for the memory Of how they were answered by you... (Repeat Chorus)That last verse alone......  www.imeem.com/people/i2jerYO/music/BkCYl3Bs/jim-croce-time-in-a-bottle/And how's this for an apology (from Tomorrow's Gonna Be a Brighter Day)? Well, I'm sorry for the things that I told you But words only go so far And if I had my way, I would reach into heaven And I'd pull you down a star, for a present And I'd make you a chain out of diamonds And pearls from a summer sea, But all I can give you is a kiss in the morning And a sweet apology. |
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Post by kate2009 on Mar 18, 2009 11:51:55 GMT
Thanks GE2 I like the song,it lets me cry. ¡°I can thought of the most romantic matter, be become with you together and turn old slowly . ¡± |
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Post by ambra on Mar 18, 2009 12:09:54 GMT
ambra, since you are the resident weird al expert - i did not know he was still around - i wonder if you know whether al is responsible for the spoof "it's too late to order fries" i heard, a turn of course on one republic/timbaland's hit song "it's too late to apologize" That's not one of his. His newest one is a parody of a rap song by TI called "Whatever You Like" also called "Whatever You Like". TI's version is a guy with lots of money telling his girl what he's going to give her and Al's is a guy on a much tighter budget doing the same. He likes to keep his material PG-13, not because he has anything against more adult comedy but because he's always had fans in a wide range of ages and he wants to keep that. The concerts I've been to have had kids there around three or four years old on up to senior citizens and everyone is having a great time. Unfortunately, there are people who do more R and even X-rated material and they try to pass it off as his to get the attention. |
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Post by susan on Mar 18, 2009 17:41:50 GMT
How Can I Tell You? Cat Stevens
How can I tell you that I love you,I love you,I love you
But I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you,always thinking of you
But my words just float away
It always ends up with one thing honey and I can't think of right words to say
Wherever I am,I'm always walking with you,always walking with you
But I look and you're not there
Whoever I'm with,I'm always talking with you,I'm always talking with you
And I'm sad that you can't hear
I need to know you,need to feel my arms around you,feel my arms around you,like sea around a shore
Each night and day I pray and hope that I might find you,because hearts can do no more
It always ends up with one thing honey as I kneel upon the floor
How can I tell you that I love you,when I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you,always thinking of you.
Wonderful! Most of the music I listen to is played in the dark,just a couple of candles and lots of tears.
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Post by dirtygirldiva on Mar 18, 2009 18:19:33 GMT
Hey Green, your song reminds me of my favorite Diamond Rio songs...
"One More Day"
Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn’t ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you
One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
First thing I’d do, is pray for time to crawl
Then I’d unplug the telephone and keep the TV off
I’d hold you every second, say a million I love you’s
That’s what I’d do, with one more day with you
One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
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Post by peach on Mar 20, 2009 0:05:20 GMT
Time in a Bottle still haunts me to this day. Such a beautiful song. Another Cat song that I like a whole lot is the following.....Moonshadow............still a goodie...
Moon Shadow
Cat Stevens
I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow-moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow-moon shadow
and if I ever lose my hands
lose my plough, lose my land
oh, if I ever lose my hands
oh, if...
I won’t have to work no more
and if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
yes, if I ever lose my eyes
oh if …
I won't have to cry no more.
yes, I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
and if I ever lose my legs
I won't moan and I won't beg
of (oh)* if I ever lose my legs
oh if...
I won't have to walk no more
And if I ever lose my mouth
all my teeth, north and south
yes, if I ever lose my mouth
oh if...
I won't have to talk...
Did it take long to find me
I ask the faithful light
Ooh did it take long to find me
And are you going to stay the night
I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
moon shadow - moon shadow
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Post by kate2009 on Mar 24, 2009 6:22:30 GMT
I listen all of your songs.so beautiful.
yesterday ´òÓ¡´ËÒ³
beatles the
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Beatles, The
Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go? I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Oh I believe in yesterday
Why she had to go? I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
Hm hm hm hm hm hm hm
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Post by kate2009 on Mar 26, 2009 15:19:07 GMT
I'm so tired.
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Post by peach on Mar 28, 2009 3:50:49 GMT
I've been a rabid Floyd fan since jr. high school and still love their music, this is one of my faves, although it's really hard to pin one down since their all good.
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
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