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Best line in a song ever

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
 
Rise up this morning, smile with the rising sun; three little birds sit by my doorstep singing sweet songs of melodies pure and true ... don't worry bout a thing cos every little thing's going to be alright
 
'From her neck she swings from her own heart strings for me'

My Life Story 'If you can't live without me, why aren't you dead yet?'
 
She wouldn’t need to be a bird without a wing or be the servant to a telephone ring she could be sleeping in the comfort of another bed, wouldn’t matter to a man with an open heart.

if i'd know they were coming i'd have slit me wrists.


that is admitted class who was it?
 
"It's a common fetish of a doting man
To ballerina on a coffee table cock in hand"

:D

Karen, The National.
 
We are old Friends, I offer Love a Beer, Love watches Television, Love needs a bath, Love could use a shave, Love rolls out of the chair and wiggles on the floor, Jumps Up, I'm Laughing at Love. Drink Me ...


screaming babies, screaming babies

drekklly.:D


You couldn't bring a CR2032 3V lithium cell CMOS battery too could you? I was sending people e-mails dated next week yesterday.
 
You couldn't bring a CR2032 3V lithium cell CMOS battery too could you? I was sending people e-mails dated next week yesterday.

There's a tear in your eye,
And I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such pow'r in your smile,
Sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be;
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile,
And now, smile a smile for me.

might do.:p
 
"...well I'll be in my basement room, with a needle, and a spoon, and another girl...to take my pain away"

The Stones
 
I'd like to add

She's not that kind of a girl, booger!
Why? Does she have a penis?


to the comedy section
 
Lot of Moz fans out there:

I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
'Cause you're evil
And you lie

or when you feeling particularly angry..

And Ive fucked a sheep, Ive fucked a goat
I rammed my cock right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck
 
Picnic time for teddy bears, The little teddy bears are having a lovely time today. Watch them, catch them unawares, And see them picnic on their holiday. See them gaily dance about. They love to play and shout. And never have any cares. At six o'clock their mummies and daddies will take them home to bed Because they're tired little teddy bears.
 
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes and Jesus Christ died for nothing, I suppose little pitchers have big ears, don't stop to count the years sweet songs don't last too long on broken radios.

It's about a crippled Vietnam vet if you don't recognise it.


and another one:-



Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
kris kristopherson

Strange how the gloomy lines remain in the memory.
 
Stuffed to the eyeballs with God knows what, You're a conversational hazard

Or: could I have a couple of country song titles (I'm guessing they form part of the song):

  • She Offered Her Honor, He Honored Her Offer, and All Through the Night It Was Honor and Offer
    [*]My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love Jesus

Or, how about some inspired, tongue-mangling WWII propaganda?

But it's the girl that makes the thing that holds the oil that oils the ring that makes the thingummybob that's going to win the war.
 
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