A bit of a forum game, but since it deals heavily with songs, I feel it should go here.
The rules are quite simple: Simply name the song that the above lyrics are from. Try and see if you can do it without using Google. :P
That being said, name this song:
I was there when the bear ate his head, He thought it was a candy. (Everyone knows in the end) Knock, knock, on the door. Whose it for? Theres nobody in here. (Look in the mirror my friend)
This is a tribute to my dad and the person who wrote it so give it a go...
Dreamed I was an eskimo Frozen wind began to blow Under my boots and around my toes The frost that bit the ground below It was a hundred degrees below zero...
it's very important to never eat the yellow snow xD
Good old Frank Zappa n.n
Nothing, just nothing, nothing will wipe this heart out And no one, just no one, no one will break this frontline We are, we are, we are the final ones We are, we are the, we are the final resistance
We're fighting to the last Driven by your hate Awoken us No one will surrender A storm will break the silence This storm will break the silence
Nothing, just nothing, nothing will wipe this heart out We are, we are the, we are the final resistance
We're fighting to the last Driven by your hate Awoken us No one will surrender A storm will break the silence This storm will break the silence
heaven Shall Burn- Enzeit.
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal Seein' everything, the time is goin' Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin' Gotta get down to the bus stop Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends) Kickin' in the front seat Sittin' in the back seat Gotta make my mind up Which seat can I take?
Good morning, Worm your honor. The crown will plainly show The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red-handed showing feelings, Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do. Call the schoolmaster!
rebecca black - saturday , wait sunday dangit i go this , monday , no thuesday ? bieberday ?
Oh right friday -.-
I want to see the pieces fit into place, I want to feel your body temperature drop I want to feel the wind against my face, I want to hear your heart stop I have a pretty good idea of how the f*ck you're going to die We fear what we don't understand, and I'm afraid of everything Hail Mary, the virgin wh0re I can't f*cking take this anymore Hail Mary with the broken face You name the time, I'll name the place
