Thursday, May 17, 2007

3/33 the first post about the lyrics

time is ticking away, and there are still 31 posts to go...will sandeep joseph do it?

Will he beat himself?

will he be able to conquer the things that have held him back for so long....

only time and tide will tell.

meanwhile, back in Viet Nam, they found out the hard way that nobody gives a damn.....

here goes with a list of top few song lyrics for may 17th , and the mood I'm in right now....

Is it getting better,
or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you know,
You've got someone to blame...

intense dublin dudes. sensitive song with trabants.

Arrested on charges of unemployment,
he was sitting in the witness stand
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man

berry berry cool, and fun too.

please don't put your life in the hands,
of a rock and roll band,
and throw it all away.

ahhh, that is super cool, almost hurts. one thinks one might just do that, some day.....
in case one hasn't done it already....the best thing oasis ever did. they can now shoot themselves and improve their legend.

7. i still haven't found what i'm looking for.

well. it's true, isn't it?

6. mississippi delta is shining like a natural guitar, and i'm following the river down the highway through the cradle of the civil war.....

rhymin simon on top of his form.

While you're strolling down the fairway,
Showing no remorse,
Glowing from the poisons,
They've sprayed on your golf course,
While you're busy sinking birdies,
And keeping your scorecard,
The devil's been busy in your back yard

tom petty, george harrison, bob dylan, what more could you expect? sheer nonsense!

That February made me shiver,
with every paper I'd deliver,
bad news on the doorstep,
i couldn't take one more step,
I don't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride,
something touched me deep inside
the day the music died

american chocolate pie, for sure. and trippy that a movie about one of the victims of that plane crash is close to my heart too.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Amazing Bob. Next post could be a list of top ten Dylan lyrics. Let's hope he wins a nobel prize for Lit, maybe even post-humously.

2. She blew my nose, and then she blew my mind...

honk on.

When I'm driving in my car,
and the man comes on the radio,
telling me more and more,
about some useless information,
supposed to drive my imagination,
I can't get no Satisfaction.

Combative. Intense. Grammatically incorrect.

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