Post the lyrics in your head

Windmill, windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down.
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever, you and me.
Windmill, windmill for the land,
Is everybody in?
(Anyone else love this song?)

ხიდისთავს შევკრათ პირობა

ჩვენ გავხდეთ ღვიძლი ძმანია

ჩავუხტეთ მუხრან ბატონსა

თავს დავანგრიოთ ბანია.

Fuck the middle east
There's too many problems
They just get in the way
We sure could live without them
They hijack our planes
They raise our oil prices
We'll kill them all and have a ball
And end their fuckin' crisis
BEIRUT, LEBANON-Won't exist once we're done
LIBYA, IRAN-We'll flush the bastards down the can
SYRIANS and SHIITES-Crush their faces with our might
Then Israel and Egypt can live in peace without these dicks

We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy

I just want to tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm freeing
Don't tell me you're too blind to see

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

(Ooh give you up)
(Ooh give you up)
(Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up)
(Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up)

We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it

I just want to tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

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Well, the eggs chase the bacon round the fryin' pan
And the whinin' dog pidgeons by the steeple bell rope
And the dogs tipped the garbage pails over last night
And there's always construction work bothering you

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

"In the Neighborhood" - Tom Waits

It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! Amen!
I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get
Absolutely soaking wet!
It's Raining Men! Hallelujah!
It's Raining Men! Every Specimen!
Tall, blonde, dark and lean
Rough and tough and strong and mean

Allons enfants de la patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé!
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L'etendard sanglant est levé! (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes,
Mugir ces féroces soldats?
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras
Égorger nos fils, nos campagnes!

Aux armes, citoyens!
Formez vos bataillons!
Marchons! Marchons!
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons!

. . .

I need to sing the French anthem for French class tomorrow so... yeah. :/

I could have lied by RHCP

I could neva change just what I feel

my face will never show what is not realllll

The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it. It’s only job is to eat or consume everything around it in order to protect itself from this Maad City. While consuming its environment, the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive. One thing it notices is how much the world shuns him but praises the butterfly

The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness and the beauty within the caterpillar. But having a harsh outlook on life, the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak and figures out a way to pimp it to its own benefits. Already surrounded by this Maad City, the caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him. He can no longer see past his own thoughts, he’s trapped. While trapped inside these walls certain ideas take root. Such as ‘goin home and bringing back new concepts to this Maad City.’ The result: wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant. Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations that the caterpillar never considered, ending a lifetime of struggle. I know the caterpillar and the butterfly are different. They are one in the same.”

Holy fuck has Kendrick's new album grown on me listening to this right now

I'd seen the good life in the window,
in the window of a house that I don't think
that I'll ever call my home.

I've had this song in my head all day. The good life (I've seen it) by Joe coffee.

"i fuck my bitch then i fuck yo bitch" by BobbyTheBizzle

Earlier I was singing a stupid song I made up a year ago about my Rhode Island Red rooster who happened to be named Red.(The song came about when Red was in the kitchen while lunch was being made, and I started spewing out random stuff). I always sing up some stupid shit when I'm bored. The lyrics are:

Rooster. Red's a rooster.
He's a rooster, not a toaster.
Reddie Whipples he has no nipples
Cuz he's a rooster, not a toaster.
Toaster's don't have nipples either.
Take a breather and start all over
with a rooster, not any rooster,
but a rooster who's a toaster...

My brother sometimes sings it too. I remember back when Red was still around, we'd have a running joke between us about how loud the toaster crowed in the morning or whenever we went to see other roosters we'd be like: "look at all the cute toasters." XD

Saw Cinderella in a party dress,
But she was looking for a nightgown.
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands,
He's getting ready for the showdown.
I saw the minute that I turned away,
I got my money on a pawn tonight.

A change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire.
She said she always knew he'd come around.
And the decades disappear
Like sinking ships but we persevere.
God gives us hope, but we still fear what we don't know.

Your mind is poisoned.
Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized.
The drawbridge is closing.

....

Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep?
It's such a bitter form of refuge.
Why don't you know the kingdom's under siege
And everybody needs you.
Is there still magic in the midnight sun,
Or did you leave it back in '61?
In the cadence of a young man's eyes.
Out where the dreams all hide

(A Dustland Fairytale - The Killers)

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed with a Keg
Wake up With a forty
Mixed up with Alka-Seltzer and formula 44 D

Night will come and I will follow
For my victims, no tomorrow
Make it fast, your time of sorrow
On his trail, I'll make you follow

Quarters for the criminally insane
The sentence read for life I must remain
The path I chose has led me to my grave
To try again I'd have no other way

Quarters for the criminally insane
Escape for me has fast become a game
Soon to be, I'll leave without a trace
Endangered species end the human race

Branded in pain
Marked criminally insane
Locked away and kept restrained
Disapprobation, but what have I done
I have yet only just begun
To take your fuckin lives!

Night will come and I will follow
For my victims, no tomorrow
Make it fast, your time of sorrow
On his trail, I'll make you follow

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you
You're nobody 'til somebody cares.
You may be king, you may possess the world and its gold,
But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old.
The world still is the same, you'll never change it,
As sure as the stars shine above;
You're nobody 'til somebody loves you,
So find yourself somebody to love.

We are MAVERICK~
We won't give in~
Until we win this game~
Though I don't know, what tomorrow holds~
I'll make a bet and play my cards, to win this game~
Unlike the rest, I'll do my best, and I won't ever lose~
To give up this chance would be a deadly sin, so let's bet it all~
I'll put all my faith in us so let, the games begin~!

'I've been saving all my summers for you, like froo ooo ooo oot'
Marina and the Diamonds - Fruit

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly [radio version]
Probably [album version]

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice

Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

And also this

Say your prayers little one
Don't forget, my son
To include everyone

Tuck you in, warm within
Keep you free from sin
Till the sandman he comes

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit, light
Enter, night
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land

Somethings wrong, shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of Snow White
Dreams of war, dreams of liars
Dreams of dragon's fire
And of things that will bite

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit, light
Enter, night
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land

Now I lay me down to sleep
'Now I lay me down to sleep'
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
'I pray the Lord my soul to keep'
If I die before I wake
'If I die before I wake'
I pray the lord my soul to take
'I pray the lord my soul to take'

Hush little baby, don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It's just the beasts under your bed
In your closet, in your head

Exit, light
Enter, night
Grain of sand

Exit, light
Enter, night
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land

ooh yeah, Yeah!

We're off to never-never land
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land
Take my hand

Dragon Dragon
Call the dragon
Dragonball Z
Dragon Dragon
Fuck the dragon
Come get me

Weeee deeee dee deeee
Reeee twee tweeee deee
Deee deeeee deee deeewwwww

people say im no good
crazy as a loon
cause i git stoned in the mornin
and drunk in the afternoon
kinda like my ole bluetick hound
i like to lay around in the shade
and i aint got no money
but i damn sure got it made

All My Life - Foo Fighters
"All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Done, done, on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm on to the next one
Done, done and on to the next one
Done, I'm done
And I'm on to the next"

No, you're definitely not the only one. This has randomly been in my head all day! Good tune though

My chain shine brighter than a strobe light.
Im tryna fuck coco, this dont concern ice.
If I motoboat, she gon motorbike
A niqqa aint worried bout nothin
Rehabilitation just have me worried bout fucking
Money decision-making only worried bout stuntin..

This playing through my eight hour shift all the time and everywhere I go haha

Here they come to steal my soul
(Ghost train)
Wait it out until I know
(Ghost train)
Trying not to feel like you did
(Ghost train)
Moving up until I go go-o
(Ghost train)
She was not to hear about me leaving
(Ghost train)
Trying to hear in my heart
(Ghost train)
Trying not to feel like you did
(Ghost train)
Moving up until I'm taught to your side
(Ghost train)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NaOHd7gzWAg

but i was changing the lyrics to Ghost mom, cause my friend was talking to him mom, then on mic then got up to see what she wanted and she wasnt home.... GHOST MOM

I don't have any particular song lyrics in my head right now, but usually it's just random song lyrics that I like and then change to be about my cat. I sing in an obnoxious way when I'm at home, because my Siamese cat likes it. My sister does the same thing or rather something similar with her toy Poodle. I don't have any children, but if I did, especially when they're babies, I would probably do the same thing for them, but I digress.

This song is currently bouncing around in my head, but it's not exactly heavy on the lyrics.
FC/Kahuna - Hayling: http://youtu.be/_WjeWsiujmU