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Comments (15)

Cowboy:

Reminds me of the Star Trek episode..."Spock's Brain"

Zeroth:

Tiny bubbles
in my jar
make me feel happy
make me feel fine.

*

IF you want my body
AND you think I'm sexy
come on sugar let me know

Terwiliger:

It brings a tear... into my eyes
When I begin... to realize
I've cried so much... since you've been gone
I guess I'll drown... in my own tears
______________________________________________________

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY...
IT'S BETTER TO BURN OUT - THAN TO FADE AWAY...
THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!!!

Mauser:

I never knew the Futurama theme had lyrics.

Huggie:

"Head Games. That's all you wanna do."

Doc Al:

"I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle"

Thunderbottom:

"...Suddenly,
I'm less than half the man I used to be;
there's a shadow hanging over me;
Ohh, yesterday came suddenly...
...Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday..."

wanderer:

... Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

Arr the ronery peopre
Where do they arr come from?
Arr the ronery peopre
Where do they arr berong?

Anonymous:

Well I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes I think I'm goin' out of my head
Over yoooo-ooooo-ooooou
Over yoooo-ooooo-ooooou

Anonymous:

I'd like to dedicate this one to Barack Obama...

Watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, wait 'til the party's over
Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather
There has, got to be a way
Burning down the house

Here's your ticket pack your bags
Time for jumpin' overboard
Transportation isn't here
Close enough but not too far,
Maybe you know where you are
Fightin' fire with fire, huah

All wet, hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred, sixty five degrees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place sometimes, I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work say baby what did you expect
Gonna burst into flame
Go ahead

Burning down the house
My house, is out of the ordinary
That's right, don't want to hurt nobody
Some things, sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support and you have not seen nothin' yet
Everything's stuck together
I don't know what you expect staring into the TV set
Fightin' fire with fire, huah

Yea
Burning down the house
Burning down the house
Burning down the house

John Cox:

"I'M JUST A GIGOLO
AND EVERYWHERE I GO
PEOPLE KNOW THE PART I'M PLAYING

PAID FOR EVERY DANCE
SELLING EACH ROMANCE
OOOOOOH, WHAT THEY'RE SAYING

CUZ I AIN'T GOT NOBODY...."

snowdog:

The lunatic is in the glass...

John Cox:

"SHE BLINDED ME WITH SCIENCE!"

Ed B:

Disco sucks
Punk is dead
Give me rock
Or give me head

Apologies to Linda Blair in "Savage Streets" (1984)

Anonymous:

Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
You know, the boys in the newsroom got a
Running bet
Get the widow on the set!
We need dirty laundry

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