Cheek said:

the boat is such a good song

Christopher said:

Yes! It's a very good song!

Group Home-Supa Star

Peter Gabriel/A Different Drum

The Carpenter's/Close To You

I'm a dork

Is it Peter Gabriel International Week yet?

PANDURITO said:

I do love his music!!!

That's OK, Justin

I mean Adrian

PANDURITO said:

PANDURITO said:

PANDURITO,you're sweet-o but you'll never get a Cheeto. Not from me.

Cheek said:

I only wanted one
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Rufus King - Mr. Impervious

PANDURITO said:

What's It Like To Be So Wonderful - Siobhan Fahey

liberation-outkast

donald fagen

ray davies

kate bush

costello

morrison

shausler said:

Musique Non Stop - Kraftwerk

Computer Blue - Prince


Poor lonely computer ...

Tuck me into where it's freezing,
Tuck me into bed with snakes.
Tuck me in with the tarantulas,
I wanna let 'em in my mouth and down my throat to lay their eggs.

Tuck me into where there's bleeding,
Where it spills out of the walls onto the floor.
Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies amount to shit,
they always did, for ever more.
I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.

Tuck me into where I'm falling,
Where I can feel the heat rise underneath my wings.
and all the fallen angels in hell will tuck me away from you,
take me away from everything.
Tuck me into where there's dying,
Tuck me in with flames and tuck me in with flies,
Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend
with maggots in her eyes or as ashes in the sky.

I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.

I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.

PurpleThunder said:

".....there's room for a hundred more...." Woo hoo!!!!!


M

brownsugar said:

Sweeny79 said:

that shit sounds so sweet turned up sky high!

sky's the limit-biggie

Omaha
Counting Crows

Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over
In the middle of the night,
there's an old man treading around in the gathered rain
Well mister, if you're going to walk on water
Could you drop a line my way?

Omaha Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start threading a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire Roll a new life over
In the middle of the night,
there's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
you're only going to walk all over me

Omaha Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of the matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start running the banner down
Drop past the color come up through the summer rain
Start turning the girl into the ground Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day,
there's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey Mister, if you're going to walk on water
You know you're only going to walk all over me.

Omaha Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

summer breeze-seals and croft

iris
goo goo dolls

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cuz I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cuz sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am