ya, I heard my favorite song @ nationals and I was in heaven for that 2 minutes and something seconds! My favorite song is definitely *BaRbIe GiRl* by -AquA-
o0o0o, you say you dont know that song and you want me to sing it for you? ok, I'll be more than happy to sing it for you... :D !
*coughs to clear her throat, sips some water and gargles it in throat*

*hi BARBIE!
hi KEN!
do you wanna go for a ride?
sure Ken!
jump in...

Im a BARBIE gurl, in a BARBIE world
life in plastic, its fantastic!
you can brush my hair, and dress me everywhere
imagination, that is your creation!

come on BARBIE, lets go party!

Im a BARBIE gurl, in a BARBIE world
life in plastic, its fantastic!
you can brush my hair, and dress me everywhere
imagination, that is your creation!

I'm a blonde, bimbo girl in the fantasy world,
dress me up, make it tight, I'm your darling!
your my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamouring thing,
kiss me here, toss me there, hanky panky!

you can touch, you can play, if you say "I'm always yours"
uu-oohuh...

Im a BARBIE gurl, in a BARBIE world
life in plastic, its fantastic!
you can brush my hair, and dress me everywhere
imagination, that is your creation!

come on BARBIE, lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh

make me walk, make me talkm what whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees.
come jump in, be my friends, do a little spin
hit the town, shop around, lets go party!

you can touch, you can play, if u say "I'm always yours"
you can touch, you can play, if u say "I'm always yours"

come on BARBIE, lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh
come on BARBIE lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh

Im a BARBIE gurl, in a BARBIE world
life in plastic, its fantastic!
you can brush my hair, and dress me everywhere
imagination, that is your creation!

Im a BARBIE gurl, in a BARBIE world
life in plastic, its fantastic!
you can brush my hair, and dress me everywhere
imagination, that is your creation!

come on BARBIE, lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh
come on Barbie lets go party!
ah-ah-ah yea!
come on BARBIE, lets go party!
uu-oohuh uu-oohuh

oh, I'm having so much fun!
well BARBIE, we're just getting started!
oh, I love you KEN!*


this is like the BEST song! c'mon...you have to admit that you too love this song! :)
(oh, and I had to edit it for some potential explicit content...I wouldnt want to make my grandmother feel ashamed of me for my favorite song having some edgi-ness to it! ;) )

HAHAHA!!! "explicit content" HAHAHAHAHA!!! sure i like taht song alot, the punk cover version that is. the original, well, i can sing along to it.

DaNnY!! u mean to tell me that there is punk version of the best song on the world? that is totally aweosme! will you send me the info on it please...:D ...lets build a helicopter!!

okay, this isn't my favourite song, but it just seems right to post.I actually think that i like the Wierd Al version better, but save ferris will have to do...


Spam
It's pink and it's oval
Spam
I buy it at the Mobil
Spam
It's made in Chernobyl
Spam

Now when I was a child
My family was so poor
They didn't have the finer things in life to eat
So we had a plan
In a big blue can
The government substitute for meat

{repeat chorus}

To get me to eat it at dinner
They said I'd grow up like Bruce Jenner
He was a winner that never knew defeat
And when he got hungry
When he got hungry
He cracked open that special treat
It was

{repeat chorus}

S-P-A-M
Don't you know it's my best friend
S-P-A-M
Again and again and again

S-P-A-M
Don't you know it's my best friend
S-P-A-M
Again and again and again and again

So go and forget your O-S-C-A-R
There's one meat by-product that's best by far
It's

Spam
It's pink and it's oval
Spam
I buy it at the Mobil
Spam
It's made in Chernobyl
Spam
:cool:

ok i THINK its mxpx. i got the song from a friend, but it doesnt really sound, but it does sound like mxpx... hmmm... anyway try mxpx its all i know about it.

:D thAank you DaNnY!! your a sweetie!



.stephan1e.

What? No Wierd Al? I am going to have to do something about this...

Wierd Al Yankovic - Albuquerque

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single mornin
It wa driving me crazy

I said to my mom
I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

That's when I swore that someday
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Oh yeah
You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
Except for me
You know why?

'Cause I had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
It's OK, they're clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
And I turned on the SpectraVision
And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?
I say "Who is it?"
No answer
"Who is it?"
There's no answer
"WHO IS IT?"
They're not sayin' anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like "Tough"
And I'm like "Give it"
And he's like "Make me"
And I'm like "'Kay"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
Yes indeed, you better believe it
And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice
And you know what it said?
I'll tell you what it said

It said
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
I said "You got any apple fritters?"
He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
I said "You got any bear claws?"
He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
"No, we're outta bear claws"
I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
I said "OK, I'll take that"

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
(rabid gnawing sounds)
Oh man, they were just going nuts
They were tearin' me apart
You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
I believe it went a little something like this . . .

Doh
Get 'em off me
Get 'em off me
Oh
No, get 'em off, get 'em off
Oh, oh God, oh God
Oh, get 'em off me
Oh, oh God
Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like a constipated weiner dog
And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

That's when I knew it was true love
We were inseperable after that
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
The world was our burrito
So we got married and we bought us a house
And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
"I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
So we broke up and I never saw her again
But that's just the way things go

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin' upi for me
Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
I was gettin' a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

So I did

And then he gets all indignant on me
He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
Well, that's just great
How was I supposed to know that?
I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
So what's he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bite in three days
Well, I knew what he meant
But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
(screaming sounds)
You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK
Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I hate sauerkraut

That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandry
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
There's still a little place called

Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said "A" (A)
"L" (L)
"B" (B)
"U" (U)
"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(belch)

I love Wierd Al!! He is the coolest---and funniest, most definitely! GABE-let...ur totally on with the Wierd Al thing ~ RoCk On!
(Just Eat is another funny one by him....and Like A Surgeon also!)

.stephan1e.

Wierd Al Rocks!!!
 

I know I'm a dork, but here is another SPAM song, and it's by Weird Al...



WEIRD AL YANKOVIC


"Spam"

Spam in the place where I live (ham and pork)
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam in my luchbox at work (it's the best)
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it at all

If you're running low, go to the store
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is there to open the can
The can is there to hold in the spam

Oh, spam on the table at home (ham and pork)
Think about selection, are there different flavors now (let's eat)
Spam in my office at work (it's the best)
Think about the stuff its made from, wonder if it's mystery of meat

If you need a spoon, keep one around
Carry a thermose to help wash it down
Now, if there's some left, don't just throw it out
Use it for spackle or bathroom grout, now

Spam in my pantry at home (have some more)
Think of expiration, better read the lable (oh boy)
Spam breakfast, dinner, or lunch (it's the best)
Think about how it's been precooked, wonder if I'll just eat it cold

Now, once you start in, you can't put it down
Don't leave it sitting or it'll turn brown
The key is going to open the tin
The tin is there to keep the spam in

Oh, spam (spam)
Ham and pork
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam (spam)
It's the best
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it

Spam in the place where I live (have some more)
Think about addiction, wonder if I'm a junkie now (let's eat)
Spam in the place where I work (you're obsessed)
Think about the way it's processed, wonder if it's some kind of meat

Spam in the back of my car (ham and pork)
Spam any place that you are (ham and pork)
The tab is there to open the can (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
The can is there to hold in the spam (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)

More Weird Al
 

Everything You Know Is Wrong

I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes

I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?"
"Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?"
"Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?"
I probably would have kept on guessing
But about that time we crashed into the truck

And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
Important doesn't matter

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong

I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
When I accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension
And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr

They sucked out my internal organs
And they took some polaroids
And said I was a darn good sport
And as a way of saying thank you
They offered to transport me back to
Any point in history that I would care to go

And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
So I could pay my phone bill on time
Just then the floating disembodied head of
Colonel Sanders started yelling

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
Important doesn't matter

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong

I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
When I got a nasty papercut
And, well, to make a long story short
It got infected and I died

So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter
By the pearly gates
And it's obvious he doesn't like
The Nehru jacket that I'm wearing
He tells me that they've got a dress code

Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
But I get the room next to the noisy ice machine
For all eternity
And every day he runs by screaming

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you used to think was so important
Doesn't really matter anymore
Because the simple fact remains that

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Everything you know is wrong

'The Current'
The Complex
Blue Man Group (see a pattern?)

This song has a special message to those who are reading this now. It's about someone who is a slave to technology.

Going down
Going down
Down where my breath is the only sound.
Goind down
Goind down
Don't look for me now I'm not around
All day long I'm undergound.

I've been thinking about the future.
I've been waiting for the day,
let the current carry me far away,
let the current carry me away.

Current flows, but I don't know where it goes
I don't care, I just get it there
Took this job, 'cause I needed one
now it's seven years since I've seen the sun
All day long I'm undergound.

I've been thinking about the future
I hope someday I'll get away.
But the current keeps brining me back around
Seems the only place for me is underground.
So tomorrow when the sun comes up
I'll be going down
Going down

Goind down.....

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance... for a break that would make it okay... there's always one reason, to feel not good enough... and it's hard at the end of the day, I need some distraction... oh beautiful release, memory seeps from my veins... let me be empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight...

Sarah McLachlan - Angel

:D

we laugh indoors - death cab for cutie

when we laugh indoors
the blissful tones bounce off the walls
and fall to the ground
peel the hardwood back
to let them loose from decades trapped
and listen so still
this city is my home,
construction noise all day long
and gutter punks are bumming change
so i breed thicker skin
and let my lustrous coat fill in
and i'll never admit that
i loved you gwenivere

i've always fallen fast
with too much trust in the promise that
"no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears."
i want purity, i must have it here right now

but don't you get me started now
oh, don't you get me started now
don't you get me-
don't you get me?

december's chill comes late,
the days get darker and we wait
for this direness to pass
there are piles on the floor
of artifacts from dresser drawers,
and i'll help you pack

Here is Omobolasire by Prozzak:

The politics of nations got me down,
Geography and policy have run me outa town,
Seems like worldly things have come between us now,
But I've got the will, and if there's a way,
I'll get to you somehow,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

She is my lover,
From the heart of Africa,
Like no other,
Princess of Nigeria,
I was delirious,
Ya, that sun was beeting down,
Lady mysterious,
Like an oasis that I found,
And then she smiled,
And then she came,
And when she spoke,
She told me her name,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

Short cut through Lagos,
Through the market place together,
Was getting serous,
I could have stayed that way forever,

As fate dictated,
I had to go back home to London,
My heart vibrated,
Because I knew I had to get to you,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

Then came that sad day,
A flight from Heathrow back to Lagos,
Desperate to see ya,
But they would not let me through,
What can I do?,
'cept write to you,
And everday my letters will say,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way,

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya,
Omobolasire, Hang on becasue I'm on my way.

This song is a bit sinister, but I think it's one of the best Alison Moyet has ever done:


Mary Don't Keep Me Waiting

Mary Mary don't keep me waiting
There's not light enough to see and you know
If I'm not there when he gets back home
He's going to come out looking for me

Don't take what you can't carry
Don't keep what you don't need
Full speed please Mary won't you hurry back
The sky is black and it's menacing me

Mary did you change your motor car
You're just too far away to see

Mary Mary don't keep me waiting
There's not air enough to breathe and you know
If I'm not there when he gets back home
He's going to come out looking for me

Tell no-one where you're going
Speak not one word of me
Mary please believe me, I,
I tell no lie I have an eye for some troublesome things

Mary did you come alone now
I'm just too far away to see

Big tree won't you be my cradle
Rock me but don't let me sleep
Keep me secret if you're able to
'Til Mary comes I'm counting on you

Mary are they headlights blinking there
I'm just too far away to see


MissInformation

<=============>
"Music heard so deeply that it is not heard at all, but you are the music while the music lasts." -Thomas Eliot