sprinklethief (
sprinklethief) wrote2008-03-17 08:17 am
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GUESS THAT SONG.
Step 1: Put your iTunes on equivalent or random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 40 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3 (for the rest of you): Guess the song!
Note: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING. If the first line of a song is too generic or contains the title of the song, skip it and go on to the next.
so without further adieu:
1. i don't need to be a global citizen, because i'm blessed by nationality
2. raw deal institution wreck that i call myself
3. me like to go down to the church and drink some holy water
4. countless long nights while i stare at the wall, i ask myself over again
5. i can vibe to anything do i have to hide from everything?
6.when the devil is too busy and death's a bit too much
voltaire - when you're evil
dyadfaerie
7. not lacking insight or impetus to shout behind ideas that reforms in us will bring about.
8. my little girl, won't you shed your skin, little goddess, why don't you slither in
9. last night a whore - found murdered in the streets...
10. 1989 the number another summer (get down) sound of the funky drummer
11. i don't think that i'll ever forget the way you looked tonight forever in my mind
12. i'll keep pulling on the towpath, you keep floating on the river.
13. problems you can't identify, slave to your TV
14. the place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
15. courage without conviction is apathy at best
16. tie yourself to me, no one else
17. i tried to make out, to catch a flash with my eye
18. well i pick my nose, then i eat it up
19.your socks they smell, your feet they stink, you never take a bath
gwar - sick of you
daliah
20. janie always said i was a mess
21. victims of opportunity de-sensitized, conceived in fantasy
22. a festival. glutton's anarchy. come break the rules it's absolutely free.
23. i looked up about what you said - it didn't really matter at the end of the day
24. an emotional outbreak, stepped on by people's feet
25. regrets, night sweats, occasional thoughts of suicide
26. visions sweep away the tears and knots that bound our paper souls
27. me your mama and some other whore...
28. i, i will split you in two
29.he's not smart, a C student, and that's after buying his way into school
nofx - idiot son of an asshole
back_in_black
30.praying for myself, these thoughts i try to hide
vnv nation - rubicon
daliah
31. three heavy stones will keep it from floating
32. if murder is the ultimate expression of art then i am the goddamn pablo picasso of death
33.the common man doesn't suffer pain like this
rancid - junkie man
dyadfaerie
34.my house smells just like the zoo, it's chock full of shit and puke
fear - i love livin' in the city
weird_sketch and
back_in_black
35. i can handle this but i can't handle anything else
36. you sure you wanna be with me, i've nothing to give
37. clear the way for the prophets of rage
38. life sucks and death is calling every day
39. you left me stranded here abandoned and alone
40. you ripped the soul from the child in me
Step 1: Put your iTunes on equivalent or random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 40 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3 (for the rest of you): Guess the song!
Note: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING. If the first line of a song is too generic or contains the title of the song, skip it and go on to the next.
so without further adieu:
1. i don't need to be a global citizen, because i'm blessed by nationality
2. raw deal institution wreck that i call myself
3. me like to go down to the church and drink some holy water
4. countless long nights while i stare at the wall, i ask myself over again
5. i can vibe to anything do i have to hide from everything?
6.
voltaire - when you're evil
7. not lacking insight or impetus to shout behind ideas that reforms in us will bring about.
8. my little girl, won't you shed your skin, little goddess, why don't you slither in
9. last night a whore - found murdered in the streets...
10. 1989 the number another summer (get down) sound of the funky drummer
11. i don't think that i'll ever forget the way you looked tonight forever in my mind
12. i'll keep pulling on the towpath, you keep floating on the river.
13. problems you can't identify, slave to your TV
14. the place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
15. courage without conviction is apathy at best
16. tie yourself to me, no one else
17. i tried to make out, to catch a flash with my eye
18. well i pick my nose, then i eat it up
19.
gwar - sick of you
20. janie always said i was a mess
21. victims of opportunity de-sensitized, conceived in fantasy
22. a festival. glutton's anarchy. come break the rules it's absolutely free.
23. i looked up about what you said - it didn't really matter at the end of the day
24. an emotional outbreak, stepped on by people's feet
25. regrets, night sweats, occasional thoughts of suicide
26. visions sweep away the tears and knots that bound our paper souls
27. me your mama and some other whore...
28. i, i will split you in two
29.
nofx - idiot son of an asshole
30.
vnv nation - rubicon
31. three heavy stones will keep it from floating
32. if murder is the ultimate expression of art then i am the goddamn pablo picasso of death
33.
rancid - junkie man
34.
fear - i love livin' in the city
35. i can handle this but i can't handle anything else
36. you sure you wanna be with me, i've nothing to give
37. clear the way for the prophets of rage
38. life sucks and death is calling every day
39. you left me stranded here abandoned and alone
40. you ripped the soul from the child in me
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19. SICK! (sick!) OF! (of!) YOU-ou-ou-ou! gwar
30. rubicon? vnv
Fuckin' A!
FEAR - I Love Livin' in the City!
My house smells just like the zoo, it's chock full of shit and puke
Cockroaches on the walls
Crabs crawlin' on my balls!
Ohh, but I'm so clean cut,
I just wanna fuck some sluts!
I love livin' in the city [x2]
Spent my whole life in the city,
Where junk is king and the air smells shitty.
People pukin' everywhere.
Piles of blood, scabs and hair.
Bodies wasted in the street,
People dyin' on the street,
But the suburban scumbags, they don't care,
Just get fat and dye their hair!
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34. Fear, HELL YEAH!