New Stuck Song Syndrome Thread Dammit

[Maetsukker]

I get up in the evening, and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired, man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire, you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire - even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer, radio's on and I'm movin' round the place
I check my look in the mirror - I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere - just livin' in a dump like this
Theres something happening somewhere baby - I just know that there is

You can't start a fire, you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire - even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older - there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders come baby the laughs on me

Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you got to stay hungry - hey baby, I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action - I'm sick of sitting round here trying to write
this book
I need a love reaction - come on now baby give me just one look


You can't start a fire, sitting around crying of a broken heart
This gun's for hire - even if we're just dancing in the dark


You can't start a fire, worryin' about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire - even if we're just dancing in the dark

Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

[puppy]

No matter how strong
I'm gonna take you down
With one little stone
I'm gonna break you down
And see what you're worth
What you're really worth to me
Dinner at eight was okay
Before the toast full of blames
It was great until those old magazines
Got us started up again
Actually it was probably me again
Why is it so
That I've always been the one who must go
That I've always been the one told to flee
When it fact you were the one long ago
Actually in the drifting white snow
You left me
So put up your fists and I'll put up mine
No running away from the scene of the crime
God's chosen a place
Somewhere near the end of the world
Somewhere near the end of our lives
But 'til then no, Daddy, don't be surprised
If I wanna see the tears in your eyes
Then I know it had to be long ago
Actually in the drifting white snow
You loved me
No matter how strong
I'm gonna take you down
With one little stone
I'm gonna break you down
And see what you're worth
What you're really worth to me

[Mr John]

I have the piano part of that 30 Seconds to Mars song stuck in my head...

[puppy]

Drag him out your window
Dragging out the dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes and ladders flip the lid
Out pops the cracker
Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards
Get up get the gunge
Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Don't you flan in the face
Take it with the love its given
Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the taxman
Let me back
Let me back
I promise to be good
Don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize
Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside

I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops. . . .

Walking like giant cranes
And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked
in a tight little world
and are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers
Investments and dealers
Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and Sunday papers
City boys in First Class don't know we're born little
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone always does
I wish you'd get up get over
get up, get over and turn your tape off

I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops

So I just go ooh ooh ooh ooh

[Sgt. Hartman]

Radiohead, woo!

I have Kid A (the song) in my head, especially the intro part

[Miss Yvonne]

Now that they've turned off the music at work, I come home with Miss Betty announcing, "Attention shoppers, the time is now 9:30 pm, and our GM side doors will be closing... at 10 pm. Also, our fitting room, customer service, and jewelry counter will be closing at 10. You may enter... and exit through the grocery side doors only. And, as always, thank you for shopping at your Cedar Park Wal-Mart Super... center." stuck in my head.

I suppose that's better than Kelly Clarkson.

[ChickenMug]

I finally see the light
Down on the east side
Wasted like a memory
If I had a car I'd drive
Straight off the bridge into the river, it would empty me

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

Traffic sings the songs
Inviting me in to dodge the bullets from an empty gun
If I had a car I'd drive straight into the window of a bank I owed money to

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

And all the time you're so unhappy
And everything to you's so heavy
But oh my word, ain't you pretty now
There's nothing to make up now
No one to wake up now
She's starting to break up
WOW

Pretty pictures in a magazine
Everybody is so make believe, it's true
I used to be sad
Now I'm just bored with you
You're doomed to repeat the past
'Cause nothing is gonna last
I burned all of your photographs

[The Rambam]

He came from somewhere back in her long ago
The sentimental fool don't see
Tryin' hard to recreate
What had yet to be created once in her life

She musters a smile
For his nostalgic tale
Never coming near what he wanted to say
Only to realize
It never really was

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
He's watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
And nothing at all keeps sending him...

Somewhere back in her long ago
Where he can still believe there's a place in her life
Someday, somewhere, she will return

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
He's watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
There's nothing at all
But what a fool believes he sees...

[poopshipdestroyer]

Why don't you come over to Norway.

Duh. He probably knows you are there, stupid cunt.

[Eviltoastman]

Rella-ella-ella-ella..eh-eh-eh-eh...

[puppy]

[puppy]

I loves you, Porgy,
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me
I wanna stay here with you forever
And I'll be glad

Yes I loves you, Porgy,
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
With his hot hands
If you can keep me
I wants to stay here with you forever
I've got my man

I loves you, Porgy,
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me
I wanna stay here with you forever
I've got my man

Someday I know he's coming to call me
He's going to handle me and hold me
So, it' going to be like dying, Porgy
When he calls me
But when he comes I know I'll have to go

I loves you, Porgy,
Don't let him take me
Honey, don't let him handle me
and drive me mad
If you can keep me
I wanna stay here with you forever
I've got my man

[Redundant Retard]

Beautiful song.

[puppy]

i've got this AND the instrumental that follows it stuck in my head.


Gypsy, sittin' lookin' pretty
The broken rose with laughin' eyes
You're a mystery, always runnin' wild
Like a child without a home
You're always searching, searching for a feeling
That it's easy come and easy go


Oh I'm sorry but it's true
You're bringin' on the heartache
Takin' all the best of me
Oh can't you see?
You got the best of me
Whoah can't you see?


You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
Can't you see?
Oh whoah


You're such a secret, misty eyed and shady
Lady how you hold the key
Oh you're like a candle, your flame slowly fadin'
Burnin' out and burnin' me
Can't you see?
Just try and say to you

You're bringin' on the heartache
Takin' all the best of me
Oh can't you see?
You got the best of me
Whoah can't you see?

You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
Can't you see?

Can't you see?
No no no


You got the best of me
Oh can't you see?
You got the best of me
Whoah can't you see?
You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
You're bringin' on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache
You're bringin' on the heartbreak

[SHARPPIE]

See the way he walks down the street
Watch the way he shuffles his feet
My, he holds his head up high
When he goes walking by
He's my guy

When he holds my hand I'm so proud
'Cause he's not just one of the crowd
My baby, oh he's the one
To try the things they've never done
Just because of that they say

He's a rebel and he'll never ever be any good
He's a rebel and he'll never ever be understood
And just because he doesn't do what everybody else does
That's no reason why I can't give him all my love
He is always good to me, always treats me tenderly
'Cause he's not a rebel, no no no
He's not a rebel, no no no, to me

If they don't like him that way, they won't like me after today
I'll be standing right by his side, when they say

He's a rebel and he'll never ever be any good
He's a rebel 'cause he never ever does what he should
And just because he doesn't do what everybody else does
That's no reason why we can't share a love
He is always good to me, good to him I'll try to be
'Cause he's not a rebel, no no no
He's not a rebel, no no no, to me
(He's not a rebel, no no no
He's not a rebel, no no no
He's not a rebel, no no no
He's not a rebel, no no no)

[puppy]

Young boy, you done me bad, I went and did ya wrong
Young boy, you done me bad, I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high, Lord I got high, and I got a bone to pick with you
And I’m sure you know it’s true

Oh one day when you’re looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you’re young you get sad
When your young you get sad, then you get high
Oh man

Young gal you done me bad and I went and did ya wrong
Young gal you done me bad so I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high
Lord, I got high
Now you got a bone to pick with me, but I wish you’d let me be

Oh one day when you’re looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you’re young you get sad
When your young you get sad, then you get high
You get high

Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Then you be high, cause you got sad
Cause you got sad
Oh man

[Hank]

Yo give me something to dance to

(calling the police, calling the humans, calling all americans to war on the under world)

Arabian prince!
Back when the style is hype
Not slow and low
Its the fast type
Gettin dum
Can u hear the drums
(yo dre y dont u pump it up some)
I pump it up so now whats up
(yo yella boy add a little cut)
What the hell u think we need some bells?
(yeah home boy might as well)
There it is, so now whats next?
(a little sssss so find me a)
Hold it wait a minute
U need somethin else in it
This is what i want u to do
Feel the groove
Bust a move
Yo yo im tired what about u?
(man this is something to dance to)
Man thats whack
Everybody use that
Yo y dont u bring back the other track
Yea there u go thats what im sayin
I like it when that dope stuff is playin
Real loud, in ya earhole
(man lets go i think my feet are swole from dancing so dam much)
Maaaan i dont give a
WHAT! u wanna leave?
With all these females pulling on my sleeve
Alrite u can jet
Homeboy no sweat
This is what i want u to do
Feel the groove
Bust a move
(let the bass kick)
This is something to (dance to)
(this is something to dance to)

[SHARPPIE]

L’amour est un oiseau rebelle
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser,
Et c’est bien in vain qu’on l’appelle
S’il lui convient de refuser.

Rien n’y fait, menace ou prière.
L’un parle bien, l’autre se tait.
Et c’est l’autre que je préfère.
Il n’a rien dit mais il me plait.

L’amour! L’amour! L’amour! L’amour!

L’amour est enfant de Bohême,
Il n’a jamais jamais connu de loi.
Si tou ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime.
Si je t’aime, prends garde à toi!

Si tou ne m’aimes pas, si tou ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime,
Mais si je t’aime, si je t’aime, prends garde à toi!

L’oiseau que tu croyais surprendere
Battit d’aile et s’envola.
L’amour est loin, tu peux l’attendre.
Tu ne l’attends pas, il est là.

Tout atour de toi, vite vite,
Il vient, s’en va, puis il revient.
Tu crois le tenir, il t’evite.
Tu crois l’eviter, il te tient.

L’amour! L’amour! L’amour! L’amour!

L’amour est enfant de Bohême,
Il n’a jamais jamais connu de loi.
Si tou ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime.
Si je t’aime, prends garde à toi!

Si tou ne m’aimes pas, si tou ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime,
Mais si je t’aime, si je t’aime, prends garde à toi!

[Hank]

Cuz I'm an alley rat, an alley rat
I only wanna be where the scrubs be at

[ChickenMug]

where's dawson?!
we're on week 7 with billy ocean

[mr. arcade]

*stupid ringtones*

[flatlander]

i fucked a hooker the other week and it cost me 10 bucks.

[Hank]

I fucked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat
And kept on and never missed a beat
And bitch, I lied, my name ain't Lance
I lied my way in and outta your pants

[puppy]

Well, you didn't wake up this morning
'Cause you didn't go to bed
You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red
The calendar on your wall
Is ticking the days off
You've been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you've changed
All the money in the world
Couldn't buy back those days
You pull back the curtains
And the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky
This is the day
Your life will surely change
This is the day
When things fall into place
You could've done anything
If you'd wanted
And all your friends and family think that you're lucky
But the side of you they'll never see
Is when you're left alone with the memories
That hold your life together like
Glue
You pull back the curtains
And the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky
This is the day
Your life will surely change
This is the day
When things fall into place
This is the day
Your life will surely change

[ChickenMug]

that boy's got tight white denim
wanna watch him bend over in them