One of those songs that just gives off this cool mellow vibe. I'd love to mix the two, sex and candy sounds great to me.
Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think about myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had too much caffeine
And I was thinkin' 'bout myself
And then there she was
In platform double suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this must be my dream
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Marcy Playground "Sex And Candy"
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Monday, April 9, 2012
Linkin Park "What I've Done"
I really do love the music these gents make.
In this farewell
There's no blood, there's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth of a thousand lies
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
[Chorus]
I'll face myself to cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest what you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
[Chorus]
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done
[Chorus]
(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)
What I've done
(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)
Forgiving what I've done
(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)
(Na na na na)
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Friday, April 6, 2012
Oasis "Champagne Supernova"
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams, she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova
'Cause we don't believe
That they're gonna get away from the summer
But you and I will never die
The world's still spinning around we don't know why
Why-why-why-why-i-i
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova
'Cause we don't believe
That they're gonna get away from the summer
But you and I will never die
The world's still spinning around we don't know why
Why-why-why-why-i-i
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
We were getting high <-- 9 times, background "Oooh-oooh"
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wall Of Voodoo "Mexican Radio"
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
Turn the switch and check the number
Leave it on when in bed I slumber
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product and never use it
I hear the talking of the dj
Can't understand just what does he say?
I'm on a mexican radio
I'm on a mexican radio
I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about the u.s. inflation
I understand just a little
No comprende--it's a riddle
I'm on a mexican radio
I'm on a mexican radio
I wish I was in Tiajuana
Eating barbequed iguana
I'd take requests on the telephone
I'm on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the dj
Can't understand just what does he say?
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Days Of The New "Touch, Peel, And Stand"
I fucking love this song. I think it's one of the most played on my iPod, every time I hear it, I just have to turn the volume to the max. There's something about the heavy edge to the acoustic's that I just love.
Since I know how low to go
I won't let it show
Won't you touch me/touch me
I won't let it go
Yes, I've finally found a reason
Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
You're always talking back to me
You won't let it be
Won't you touch me/touch me
It never bothered you before
Now I stand and I peel for more
Won't you touch me/touch me
I won't let it go
I've got this time on my hands
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Mr. Mister "Kyrie"
80's Flash.
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison, kyrie
The wind blows hard against this mountain side, across the sea into my soul
It reaches into where I cannot hide, setting my feet upon the road
My heart is old, it holds my memories, my body burns a gemlike flame
Somewhere between the soul and soft machine, is where I find myself again
[Chorus]
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light
When I was young I thought of growing old, of what my life would mean to me
Would I have followed down my chosen road, or only wished what I could be
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Monday, April 2, 2012
White Zombie "Thunder Kiss '65"
Something to wake you up and get you moving on a sleepy Monday morning.
Well, sweet little sista's high as hell, cheating on a halo
Grind in an odyssey, a holocaust, a heart kicking on tomorrow
And a breakdown agony, I said an extacy in overdrive
We're riding on the world, Thunder kissin' nineteen-sixty, five, yeah, wow!
Five, yeah, wow!
The demon warp is
Coming alive
In nineteen-sixty, five, five, five!
Livin' fast and dying young a like an endless poetry.
My motorcycle nightmare freak out inside of me.
My soul salvation, liberation, on the drive.
The power of the blaster, move me faster,
Nineteen-sixty, five, yeah, wow!
Five, yeah, wow!
The demon warp is
Coming alive
In nineteen-sixty, five, five, five!
Oh, shout!
Said
Said yeah! give it back, give it back, now!
Now!
Now!
Yeah, now!
Rollin' like a supersonic, another fool to get down on it.
Pig sweat a million miles, I've got a heart atomic style.
Make it look easy. That's what I said.
A blast of silence explodes in my head
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Give it back, give it back, now!
Give it back, give it back, now!
Give it back, give it back, now!
Give it back, give it back
Step to the moonshine, feeds the hell, the resurrection.
What's new *****-cat? Can you dig the satisfaction?
Well you can't take it with you, but you can in overdrive.
Yeah, some like it hot. Yeah, twisted, nineteen-sixty, five, yeah, wow!
Five, yeah, wow!
The demon warp is
Coming alive
In nineteen-sixty, five, five, five!
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