JCC your favorite music lyrics

i really like kanyes "too many urkels on your team / thats why your wins low"

 

With a very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope crashed to the ground

 

"My **** is much bigger than yours"

 

1) "Selfless acts of bravery in the face of overwhelming force."
2) "You know you can't be hurt, you gotta believe in your star..."

and

3) "Got a positive outlook, won't get stuck drowning in my surroundings: Never give in, never give up, don't let them scare you no matter what."

 

Oh say can you see

 

Well a person can work up a mean, mean thirst
After a hard day of nothing much at all

and

Jesus rides beside me
He never buys any smokes

 

ECTOPLASMA ECTOSKELETON

 

Girl if you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride ain't free

 

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in

 

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo oo ooo
What's that you say, Mrs Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

 

We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.

 

"Forward" he cried
from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat
and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.

 

Chantilly lace and a pretty face
With a pony tail hanging down
A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk
Make the world go round round round
Ain't nothin' in the world like a big-eyed girl
To make me act so funny
Make me spend my money
Make me feel real loose
Like a long-necked goose
Like a girl
Oh baby, that's what I like!

 

Excuse me while I kiss this guy

 

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

 

You suffer
But why?

 

well everybody's rappin like it's a commercial
actin like life is a big commercial

 

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a-runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

They ran through the bushes and they ran through the brambles
They ran through the briars where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

 

Put me on a highway
And show me the sign
And take it
To the limit
One more time

 

Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain't no good?
The macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed,
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!"
So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says "Man, there's plenty of food"
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say "That's it, I gotta leave this place
I don't care what these people think,
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks"
So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate

 

There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after
One tin soldier rides away.