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Songs lyrics I like.

So conflicted.

Believe me, I can’t believe I’m saying this either. In the past, my favorite bands have included the likes of U2, REM, The Cure, Led Zepplin, etc. Old, depressing stuff for the musical elite. White boy music.

But lately I have been delving into the dangerous territory of modern pop music. I bought “Hot Fuss” by The Killers and fell IN LOVE. I bought the new Gwen album and was pleased. I’ve even begun watching that American Idol drivel with frightening dedication. And as a result, I may very soon be selling my soul to the devil because damnit, I’VE BEEN LISTENING TO THE RADIO AND ENJOYING IT. And now, the UNTHINKABLE is happening:

I’ve been thinking about buying the new Kelly Clarkson album.

I know, I KNOW. I HAVE ALREADY CONSIDERED A SHOT IN THE FACE MYSELF. But DAMMIT, I just can’t help it! I’ve listened to “Since U Been Gone” (U! SHE USES A FREAKEN U! GRRRRRRR) on {Daynah}’s radio.blog about 4 times in the past 30 minutes. And now I’m starting it up for the fifth time. Take a gander at these CLEARLY DIVINELY INSPIRED LYRICS:

But since you been gone
I can breathe for the first time
I’m so movin’ on, yeah yeah
Thanks to you, now I get what I want
Since you been gone

“I’m SO movin’ on. Like, TOTALLY.” These lyrics don’t even make SENSE. I mean… I can’t even begin to explain why these lyrics don’t even make sense.

And I really like “Breakaway,” too. I’ve previewed the rest of the songs on the album with my iTunes, but I’m not too crazy about them. But what if I end up liking them upon closer acquanitance? Should I buy the whole album on the chance I will only like 2 of the 12 songs? Or should I just buy the two I already know I like for $2? Such a dilemma. 😕

And I think that the iTunes store should have special sales, where you can get 2 songs for the price of 1, or like… a special $.50 rack. You know, like they have at Tower and other music stores, how they have the special rack with all the shitty CDs in there for really cheap. ANOTHER epiphany! I’m on a role. iTunes should hire me.

“Since U Been Gone” listen count at the time of publishing: 854659349356 times.

I have a song stuck in my head.

“Damn it feels good to be a Gangsta” by Geto Boys

Verse 1

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don’t start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showin’ all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass niggas don’t flex nuts
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don’t sleep

And all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin’, pussy-eatin’ prankstas
Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Verse 2

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Feedin’ the poor and hepin out wit they bills
Although I was born in Jamaica
Now I’m in the US makin’ deals
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I mean one that you don’t really know
Ridin’ around town in a drop-top Benz
Hittin’ switches in my black six-fo’
Now gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors
Some got killed in the past
But this gangtsa here is a smart one
Started living for the lord and I’ll last

Now all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, pussy-eatin’ cocksuckin’ prankstas
When the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Verse 3

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play
Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches
Ask that gangsta-ass nigga Little Jake
Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out
and then dump-hittin’ the ass with the meat
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas
And everythings quiet in the clique
A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain’t tellin’ off shit
Real gangsta-ass niggas don’t talk much
All ya hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-ass niggas don’t run for shit
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can’t run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin’ shit do the shit
Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya
But niggas like myself kick back and peep game
Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Verse 4

And now, a word from the President!
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Gettin voted into the White House
Everything lookin good to the people of the world
But the Mafia family is my boss
So every now and then I owe a favor gettin’ down
like lettin’ a big drug shipment through
And send ’em to the poor community
So we can bust you know who
So voters of the world keep supportin’ me
And I promise to take you very far
Other leaders better not upset me
Or I’ll send a million troops to die at war
To all you Republicans, that helped me win
I sincerely like to thank you
Cuz now I got the world swingin’ from my nuts
And damn it feels good to be a gangsta

This song is in Office Space. Quality.

The Pixies – I can’t forget

I like the Pixies.

I stumbled out of bed
I got ready for the struggle
I smoked a cigarette
And I tightened up my gut
I said this can’t be me
Must be my double
And I can’t forget
And I can’t forget
I can’t forget but I don’t remember what
I’m burning up the road
I’m heading down to Phoenix
I got this old address
Of someone that I knew
It was high and fine and free
Oh you should’ve seen us
And I can’t forget
And I can’t forget
Ican’t forget but I don’t remember who
I’ll be there today with a big bouquet of cactus
I’ve got this rig that runs, runs on memory
And I promise, cross my heart they’ll never catch us
But if they do just tell ’em it was me
I’ve loved you all my life
And that’s how I want to end it
The summer’s almost gone
And winter’s tuning up
The summer’s gone but a lot goes on forever
And I can’t forget
I can’t forget
I can’t forget, but I don’t remember what

The 13th Remix lyrics

For all of you who said that The Cure only writes depressing lyrics…:

“Everyone feels good in the room” she swings
“Two chord cool in the head” she sings
“A-Buzz A-Buzz A-Buzzing like them killer bees… ”
Tell me this is not for real
Please tell me this is not for real…

From time to time her eyes get wide
And she’s always got them stuck on me
I’m surprised at how hot honey-coloured and hungry she looks
And I have to turn away to keep from bursting
Yeah I feel that good!

She slips from the stage
A foot no more
But it seems to take an hour for her to reach the floor
And the two chord cool still grooves
As she slides towards me smooth as a snake
I can’t swallow I just start to shake
And I just know this is a big mistake
Yeah but it feels good!

Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me!
Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me!

“If you want I can take you on another kind of ride… ”
“Believe me I would but… ”
Deep inside the ‘But’ is ‘Please’
I am yearning for another taste
And my shaking is ‘Yes’

“You will be all the things in the world you’ve never been
See all the things in the world you’ve never seen
Dream all the things in the world you’ve never dreamed… ”
But I think I get a bit confused…
Am I seducing or being seduced?

Oh I know that tomorrow I’ll feel bad
But I really couldn’t care about that
She’s grinning singing spinning me round and round
Smiling as I start to fall
Her face gets big her face gets small
It’s like tonight I’m really not me at all
And it feels good!

Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me!
Do it to me! Do it to me! Do it to me!

It feels good!

Lyrics time

I really like this song… It’s by the Beach Boys.

I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I’ll make you so sure about it

God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you

God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Well life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you

“Oh-oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Pretending that I’m doing well
My need is such I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell

Oh-oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own
I’ve played the game but to my real shame
You’ve left me to grieve all alone

Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal

Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around

Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal

Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around”