New Stuck Song Syndrome Thread Dammit

[Hank]

ba ba ba
ba ba ber anne
ba ba ba
ba ba ber anne

[mr. arcade]

bababooie bababooie bababooie bababooie!!!

[Hank]

Dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself

[mr. arcade]

close to you.....

[SHARPPIE]

oh f'in NOOOOOOs!!!!!




What I want you've got
And it might be hard to handle
Like the flame that burns the candle
The candle feeds the flame
What I've got's full stock
Of thoughts and dreams that scatter
You pull them all together
And how I can't explain

Well, well you, you make my dreams come true
Well, well, well you, you make my dreams come true

On a night when bad dreams become a screamer
When they're messin with the dreamer
I can laugh it in the face
Twist and shout my way out
And wrap yourself around me
Cause I ain't the way you found me
And I'll never be the same

Well, well you, you make my dreams come true
Well, well, well you, you make my dreams come true
Listen to this

I'm down on my daydream
Oh that sleepwalk should be over by now I know

Well, well you, you make my dreams come true
Well, well, well you, you make my dreams come true

[puppy]

Dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself
Laz'rus dig yourself

i had that the other day!

[ChickenMug]

everybody must get stoned!

[hassidic bacon]

everybody must get stoned!

You act like the cool woman..post in music for the post sake..

You are the AL Gore loving fool..

[crotchgrabber]

we're gonna have a pizza party tonight!

FUCK YOU SHARPPIE!!!!!!

[Dress Barn]

I've had this song in my head for over 20 years and I never could figure out who did it. Then I was watching the BBC Office and they said it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSGvqjVHik8

[touchy feely]

booowww to meee faaaaaaaithfullyyyyy
booowww to meee splennnndidlyyyyy

[Hank]

Guess I needed
Sometime to get away
I needed some peace of mind
Some peace of mind that'll stay
So I thumbed it
Down to sixth and L.A.
Maybe your greyhound
Could be my way
Police and niggers
That's right
Get out of my way
Don't need to buy none of your
Goldchains today
I don't need no bracelets
Clamped in front of my back
Just need my ticket till then
Won't you cut me some slack


Chorus:


You're one in a million
Yeah, that's what you are
You're one in a million, babe
You are a shooting star
Maybe someday we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much to high
Much to high
Much to high


Immigrants and faggots
They make no sense to me
They come to our country
And think they'll do as they please
Like start some mini Iran
Or spread some fucking disease
They talk so many goddamn ways
It's all greek to me
Well some say I'm lazy
And others say that's just me
Some say I'm crazy
I guess I'll always be
But it's been such a long time
Since I knew right from wrong
It's all the means to an end, I,
I keep on movin' along


Chorus


Radicals and racists
Don't point your finger at me
I'm a small town white boy
Just tryin' to make ends meet
Don't need your religion
Don't watch that much TV
Just makin' my livin', baby,
Well that's enough for me


Chorus

[mr. arcade]

I've lost at love before
got mad and closed the door
but you said try, JUST ONCE MORE
I chose you for the one
now I'm havin' so much fun
you treated me so kind
I'm about to lose my mind

You made me so very happy
I'm so glad you
came into my life

The others were untrue
but when it came to lovin' you
I'd spend my whole life with you
'cause you came and you took control
you touched my very soul
you always showed me that
lovin' you is where it's at
You made me so very happy
I'm so glad you
came into my life

I love you so much it seems
You're even in my dreams
I can hear you
yeah I can hear you calling me
I'm so in love with you
all I ever want to do is
thank you baby
thank you baby

You made me so very happy
you made me so very happy baby
I'm so glad you came
into my life

Every day of my life
I wanna thank you
You made me so very happy
Oh, I wanna spend my life with you
thank you baby
thank you baby

[Sgt. Hartman]

Lykke Li - Breaking it up

[Hank]

Offspring - She's Got Issues

[The Rambam]

Five
Five
Five dollar foot loooooooooooong!

[Miss Yvonne]

I can't find the lyrics online (phew) But I woke up with this horrendous christian rock xmas song called "heaven's got a baby" in my head.

[joey5001]

Hey there, Mr Nightmare
Now you're lost
(Basics only)
The gutter and the martyr
Have left you alone
(Basics only)
The learned and the sparrow
Are all eaten by hawks
(Basics only)

Now you're in the nightmare
It's not your fault
(Basics only)
The wings of holy nightmare
Come drifting in
(Basics only)
Where is all your cold wind
Where is what you knew?
(Basics only)

Now the gutter martyr, now alive and well yeah
Now the morning after is just you and yours

[Miss Yvonne]

I pray on christmas
That the lord will see me through
I pray on christmas
He'll show me what to do

I pray on christmas
He'll help me understand
And I pray on christmas
He'll take me by the hand

I pray on christmas
That the sick will soon be strong
I pray on christmas
The lord will hear my song

I pray on christmas
That God will lead the way
And I pray on christmas
He'll get me through another day

I pray on christmas
I pray on christmas
I pray on christmas
He'll get me through another day

I pray on christmas
All our problems gonna be worked out
I pray on christmas
God'll show us what love's about

I pray on christmas
To do your will each day
And I pray on christmas
That I'll be with you in heaven some day

I pray on christmas
Oh, the sick will soon be strong
I pray on christmas
The lord will hear my song

I pray on christmas
That God will lead the way
And I pray I really pray on christmas
He'll get me through another day
He'll get me through another day...

[General Tso s Chicken]

http://rapidshare.com/files/175611057/s ... t.mp3.html

[crotchgrabber]

it's time to start the music
it's time to light the lights
it's time to get things started
on the muppet show tonight

[Miss Yvonne]

I've got a medley of Randy Travis xmas songs in my head. And it's well documented that Randy Travis singing christmas songs (well, anything. But mostly christmas songs) makes me want to bust stuff up. While listening to Randy Travis, I've actually had vivid fantasies of repeatedly kicking him in the throat while hitting him in the head with a shovel.

[joey5001]

The ocean floor is hidden
From your viewing lens
A depth perception
Languished in the night
All my life,I’ve been
Sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout
A lachrymal cloud

Nino preparate
Que vas sufrir
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Labios temblando
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Brincan los cuerpos
Vas a sufrir

My nails peel back
When the taxidermist ruined
Goose stepped the freckling impatience
All the brittle tombs
Five hundred little q’s
I’m splitting hairs to
Match the faces

All night long I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci

Now this train don’t lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of
Bastard mastacation
All the severed proof
Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers
That replace them

All night I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia nací

Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
I found the remnants
Of a crescent fang
It cleaned my wing
Down to the bone
Umbilical syllables
Left to decode
There was no cradle
I can taste it
Come on now

All night I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci

Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
Bring me this plague
She took a drink
Those nicotine stains
On his every word
My scavenger quilt
Will only hide the truth
Bring me
Bring me this plague
I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks
A wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts
The water into two
Mothers and feathers start
To drown the living proof
I can’t remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket
There sweats a cut
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb

[mr. arcade]

Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to make me tight are

Girls, Girls, Girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls,
Dancin' down on Sunset Strip
Girls
Red lips, fingertips

Trick or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're the best when they're off their feet

Girls, Girls, Girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls. Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls
Raising Hell at the 7th Veil Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart

I'm such a good good boy
I just need e new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean

Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage a trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those

Girls, Girls. Girls
Body Shop. Marble Arch
Girls, Girls, Girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart

Girls, Girls, Girls

[crotchgrabber]

some fucking punk song i haven't heard in at least ten years and can find no way of getting the album.
and of course, i only know one line out of the song.

screw you screw 32!