The Random Lyrics Thread!

Weezer all round......

 

"I Can Beat Your Drum, Baby....
I can play your guitar, too

I can beat your drum, baby
there's nothing that I can't do"

 

sometimes you make me happy
sometimes you make me sad
but mostly you just make me mad

 

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Oh yeah

 

One man's smokin' loud and proud,
with guitars and heavy beat.
Free dope, rock and roll, and fucking in the streets.

If you know what I'm talking about...
you can rock or get the fuck out,
'cause we're talking about the Power.....
of Rob Tyner.

 

let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real-estate here in my bag.....

 

The banana slugs are out in force,They make a tastey meal of course.Suck them dry when first you meet,They're also easy to re-heat.I like to call them 'nana slugs,They're easier to catch than bugs.Banana slugs will be your meal,In methods that I will re-veal.Boil, bake them, shake and bake them,Nibble on their heads and make themEwwy, gooy, rich and chewy,Cook 'em in a wok, chop sewi.Fry them after lightly breading,All the vitamens you are gettingWhen you see them seem like dribble,Once you see how much the srivel.They're only bitter on the outside;When you put them in a blenderYou will render a mealYou well remember for the rest of your life.Boiling makes a soup that's yummySlightly crawl around your tummy,As they try to get out you will scream and scream and scream.Before they come out of your throatYou must create a salty moat;When they touch salt you're vitly dribbled,Down your stomach; it will tickle.A couple scoops of ice cream, and some chocolateWill give you a real banana split!You can make them into milkshakes,But you've got to remember-To clean out the blender (stick to the sides)Once, when I was standing outside,barefoot, enjoying a pleasenthly moist day, I discovered a banana slug on my foot, trying to eat my toe. Sudderly, I noticed more banana slugs coming my way. I ran screaming from the horacious horrid, as I still do to this day, whenever I find myself barefoot, outdoor, and see a banana slug. In fact, I believe banana slugs to be one of the most vicious and athological predator preadators of human beings on the planet; there are only two reasons why we don't hear more horror stories of banana slug-related deaths. First; they arn't very smart; they can't plan ahead, use tools, or lure their pray with suddle bait. Second; and this is the important thing to remember if you ever find yourself in a life-treatening situation where a banana slug has the upper hand; they are very, very, slow.Chop them, pound them,Slice and dice them,Flabba beans will do quite nicley,You can even make them into Julian fries.Any way that you prepare them,Works quite well, I shouldn't tell you,That you parents feed you slugsAnd call it stew.My 'nana slugs, I'll share with you,But only if you ask me to.I think that I'll go have a snack,Please sing this son't 'till I get back.

 

She lives, no fear
doubtless in everything she knows.
Through time unchecked,
the sureness of her flows.
She leaves herself inside you when she goes.
She lives in a time of her own.
You have always heard her speaking,
she's always been in your ear.
Her voice sounds a tone within you,
listen to the words you hear.
Her time has no past or future,
she lives everything she sees.
Her time doesn't spin outside here,
it's in every breath she breaths.
She lives in a time of her own.
Her love whips hard like wind and stands in eager pain.
She wins your thoughts and drives your inner planes.
She clears and shares a love that never strains.

 

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I cant keep up and I cant back down
Ive been losing so much time

 

'Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun again
Away from the sun again

 

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin down
Better change your tune
Reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby just spread your wings
We'll get higher and higher straight up we'll climb
We'll get higher and higher leave it all behind
Run, run, run, away
Like a train runnin off the track
The truth gets left behind
And falls between the cracks
Standing on broken dreams
But never losing sight
Spread your wings
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears you've cried
Ohh that's what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh that's what dreams are made of
Higher and higher who knows what we'll find
And in the end on dreams we will depend
Cause thats what love is made of


That would be Dreams, by Van Halen

 

Hahaha...hmmm... Van Halen's Panama. Ever since I saw that drew carey show episode where Mimi plays it over and over, I can't listen to that song anymore... I suppose they don't get that show in the UK or Finland.

 

Haha, they show Drew Carey Show in Finland too. I've never watched it though.. But anyhoo, Van Halen is grrrrrrrrreat.

 

He's as blind as he can be
Just sees what he wants to see
Nowhere man, can you see me at all?

 

Im in love with a girl whos in love with the world
and I cant help but follow
though I know someday she is bound to go away
and stay over the rainbow
gotta learn how to let her go
over the rainbow

 

And if you listen very hard
the tune will come to you at last
when all are one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll.

 

I'd like to see one of their shows since they're back together. Micha said she has. I suppose they're selling out quick.

 

well I walked over the bridge
into the city where I live
and I saw my old landlord
well, we both said hello there was nowhere else to go
cause his rent I couldnt afford
well relationships change though I think its kind of strange
how money makes a man grow
some people they claim if you get enough fame
you live over the rainbow
over the rainbow

 

the more things change the more they stay the same, the more they stay the same, the more i go insane. :H

 

well once i lived the life of a millionaire,
spending my money i didnt care
takin my friends out for mighty good time,
buyin bootleg liquor, champagne, and wine