What is your theme song for today?

or

What song best describes the kind of day you are having?

Feel free to post the lyrics.



mine: i wish i wasn't by heather headley

"DEY TRIPPIN'"- MR. SHORT KHOP

'I DON'T REALLY THINK THAT YOU
KNOW WHUT THE FUCK YOU GOT INTO,
BUT LET ME SAY YOU NIGGA'S MUST BE TRIPPIN.
BUT KEEP ON DOIN WHUT YOU DO
AND YOU WILL FIND OUT IN A FEW
YOU NIGGA'S
FUCK AROUND AND COME UP MISSIN."

Imagine by John Lennon

My song of the day is ...

Thats the Way I Like It by KC and the Sunshine Band


Much love Pochacco

A loved up day thats also slightly confusin/ emotional... so... If... by The Divine Comedy

If you were the road
I'd go all the way.
If you were the night
I'd sleep in the day.
If you were the day
I'd cry in the night
'Cause you are the way
The truth and the light.

If you were a tree
I could put my arms around you
And you could not complain.
If you were a tree
I could carve my name into your side
And you would not cry,
'Cos trees don't cry.

If you were a man
I would still love you.
If you were a drink
I'd drink my fill of you.
If you were attacked
I would kill for you.
If your name was Jack
I'd change mine to Jill for you.

If you were a horse
I'd clean the crap out of your stable
And never once complain.
If you were a horse
I could ride you through the fields at dawn
Through the day until the day was gone,
I could sing about you in my songs
As we rode away into the setting sun.

If you were
My little girl
I would find it hard to let you go.
If you were
My sister
I would find it doubly so.

If you were a dog
I'd feed you scraps from off the table,
Though my wife complains.
Yeah, if you were my dog
I am sure you'd like it better then,
You'd be my loyal four legged friend,
You'd never have to think again
And we could be together till the end.

A beautiful song which I love very much, which has a nice lil bit of humour


[This message was edited Wed Mar 19 11:11:10 PST 2003 by JaneyPoos]

This kind of sums up how I feel today..anxious and uncertain about impending events.


DAVID BOWIE

"Life On Mars?"

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks
through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it
ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on


Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse
has grown up a cow
Now the workers
have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it
ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Lleena said:

Thank you for posting that, it's one of my favorite Bowie songs. Now I can hum it in my head for the rest of the work day!

B.O.B. (Bombs Over Bagdad) by Outkast

It's About That Walk.


9 miles today in the cotswolds, lovely.

CarrieLee said:

I am getting my nose pierced on Saturday, My friend is having her belly button done, we are going together for moral support!

"Na na na na na na na na BATMAN..."

Lleena said:

Good luck! Make sure they don't stick the cork up your nose too far!

My personal theme song is Walk Don't Walk (doesn't it sort of sound like a theme song?). Or Sexy MF. Depending on my mood.

plastic bertrand, "ca plane pour moi"...it's this old new wave tune. the lyrics, when translated, make no sense at all cool song, nonetheless:


Yam! Bam! mon chat Splash


Gît sur mon lit a bouffé sa langue


En buvant tout mon whisky quant à moi


Peu dormi, vidé, brimé


J'ai dû dormir dans la gouttière


Où j'ai eu un flash


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


En quatre couleurs





Allez hop! un matin


Une louloute est venue chez-moi


Poupée de Cellophane


Cheveux chinois un sparadrap


Une gueule de bois a bu ma bière


Dans un grand verre en caoutchouc


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Comme un indien dans son igloo





Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi


Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi


Ça plane pour moi


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Ça plane pour moi





Allez hop! la nana quel panard!


Quelle vibration! de s'envoyer


Sur le paillasson


Limée, ruinée, vidée, comblée


You are the King of the divan!


Qu'elle me dit en passant


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


I am the King of the divan





Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi


Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi


Ça plane pour moi


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Ça plane pour moi





Allez hop! t'occupe t'inquiète touche pas ma planète


It's not today


Quel le ciel me tombera sur la tête


Et que l'alcool me manquera


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Ça plane pour moi





Allez hop! ma nana s'est tirée


S'est barrée enfin c'est marre à tout casser


L'évier, le bar me laissant seul


Comme un grand connard


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Le pied dans le plat





Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi


Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi


Ça plane pour moi


Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!


Ça plane pour moi


Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi


Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi

"Ku Fu Fighting"

Nothinbutjoy said:

... yer cute

It's A Wonderful Day In The Neighborhood, "long live Mr. Rogers."

"Private Joy"...

Tina (~!~)

NettieSmiles said:

Oh yeah, that's a good one.

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

je kiff trop c'te chanson!!!

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

You realize I'm gonna have this song in my head alll night now, don't you??

For Today:

Satellite
Elvis Costello

She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures.

She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip.

She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party, where cartoon bubbles burst in the air, champagne rolls off her tongue like a second language.

And it should have been her biggest night... the satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry.

All over the world at the very same time people sharing the same sorrow... as the satellite looks down her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow.

He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger,
felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure.

As he undressed her with his eyes her weakness was his talent, how could she know as she stepped through the lights, that her dress would become transparent.

And with his face pressed to the screen, he muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him.

All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same cheap sensation the thrill of watching somebody watching those forbidden things we never mention.

Chorus:

The satellite looks down right now and forever.
What it has pulled apart let no man tether his own body to his dream... his dream to someone else.
Oh no, oh no.

She went back to a pitiful compromise, he'd go back to his family.

But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely, in the hot unloving spotlight, with secrets it arouses.

Now they both know what it's like inside a pornographer's trousers, and in a funny way it's anonymous, the satellite
it blesses us and makes these dreams come true... all over the world.

My perennial theme song...

After Hours
by Velvet Underground

1-2-3
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Keep the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they're havin such fun
I wish it could happen to me
but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.

If you close the door, the night could last forever,
Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes
and say hello -- you're my very special one--
but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.

Dark cloudy bars
Shiny Cadillac cars
and the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain
As they stand disarrayed
oh but people look well in the dark...

And if you close the door, the night could last
forever.
Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never
all the people are dancing and they're having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
'Cause if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.
I'd never have to see the day again.
(once more)
I'd never have to see the day again.

"I Need Love" ~ LL Cool J

EvilWhiteMale said:

the prescience of this song never occured to me till now!

Every damn track on this soundtrack.

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[This message was edited Wed Mar 19 18:59:26 PST 2003 by TheExtraTerrestrial]

"i like to live the love" by b.b. king

My song is a serious matter
It reflects what I feel
If I say I love you, I mean it
`Cause in my song
Every line is for real

Every man or woman
Enjoys going home
To a peaceful situation
To give love and receive love
Without any complications

Whether my tune is short or long
Whether my lyrics are weak or strong

I like to live the love
That I sing about in my song
I like to live the love
That I sing about in my song

Music is love
And my love is music
In perfect harmony
So when I sing
I have sung all about
The love of you and me

I never got angry with my guitar
`Cause when I strike a chord
It gives me what I wanna hear
So I'm finding out that
We are quite like my song together, my dear

Outside answers
Should always be forbidden
Problems should be solved
And never hidden

I like to live the love
That I sing about in my song
I like to live the love
That I sing about in my song


and "tin cup chalice" by jimmy buffett

I want to go back to the island,
Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.
Give me oysters and beer for dinner ev'ry day of the year,
And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine.

'Cause I want to be there,
I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
With a tin cup for a chalice
Fill it up with good red wine,
And I'll be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine.

Yeah, now the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;
Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.
Salt air it ain't thin,
It can stick right to your skin,
And make you feel fine.
It makes you feel fine.

'Cause I want to be there,
I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
With a tin cup for a chalice
Fill it up with good red wine,
And I'll be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine.

Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;
Get that Packard up and let's move.
I want to be there before the day
Tries to steal away and leave us behind;
I've made up my mind;

'Cause I want to be there,
I want to go back down and die beside the sea there.
With a tin cup for a chalice
Fill it up with good red wine,
And I'll be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine.
[This message was edited Wed Mar 19 19:02:00 PST 2003 by EllisDee]

This is just an exceprt from my absolute theme!



Conceited Superstar
By Andre St. Clair Dyer

:I: hear what the people say
and :I: have 2 wonder Y
:I: am just an entertainer
but :I: cannot blame her
:I guess :I:'m just a Conceited Superstar

Is it in the way :I: dress or the way :I: comb my hair?
Is it it in the things :I: do or my body nake bare?
Is it in the way :I: SeX :I: take it in my stride
Is it in the things :I: do or is it in my mind?

:I: hear what the people say
and :I: have 2 wonder Y
:I: am just an entertainer
but :I: cannot blame her
:I guess :I:'m just a Conceited Superstar



Go 2 the site 2 hear an excerpt of the track in the music section!


'dre

"Inner City Blues / Make Me Wanna Holler" - Marvin Gaye

Dah, dah, dah, dah
dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', This ain't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no
Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God know where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long