I found a new one of these... it's slightly different, because, instead of posting the song title, you post the first line or so.
I'm skipping all of my many instrumentals... 'cos they don't work well for this.
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A loved passes away, and the first thing you say during your speech is:
I see no, hear no evil. Black writings on the wall unleash a million faces and one by one they fall.
You stub your toe and scream:
On the road, on the road.... On the road, on the road.... On the road to Viridian City! ((Yes, I do own that song, thanks for asking :P ))
Something you've always wanted to say to your crush/S.O is:
Out of the ruins and rubble, out of the smoke. Out of our night of struggles can we see a ray of hope.
Your having people pose for a picture and you say "Say ____!:"
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight.
Your Bff calls you at 2AM just to say:
One short day in the Emerald City... One short day in the Emerald City...
The breakup line your bf/gf uses on you is:
Look down, look down, don't look 'em in the eye, look down, look down, you're here until you die. ((owch... harsh... I think?))
You reject somebody who likes you by saying:
She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee, her dress has got a tear. She waltzes on her way to mass and whistles on the stair.
You are forced to be partners with the person you dislike most. You think:
Remember last Christmas Eve, when we sat next to our first tree? Ornaments reflected light of a candle in the night.
You go to a party and walk in screaming:
Buddy, you're a boy make a big noise playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, got mud on your face, you big disgrace, kickin' your can all over the place singin' "we will, we will rock you!"
Your crush finally decides to tell you he loves you, and you reply with:
((I got like 5 instrumentals before I got a song with actual lyrics.... but...))
Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me. Been an awful good girl. Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight. ((....not sure what to make of that.... kind of...
)You fall asleep and class, and as you awake you blurt out:
Ring out the bells on this day of days! May all the angels of the Lord above in jubilation sing their songs of praise!
You are asked to sing the s.p.b.@ a football game and accidentally end up
Look at all my trials and tribulations sinking in a gentle pool of wine. Don't disturb me now, I can see the answers....
A description of yuor enemy:
I only want to say... if there is a way, take this cup away from me, for I don't want to taste its poison, feel it burn me, I have changed. I'm not as sure as when we started. ((
Jesus is my enemy?))You had a baby and the first thing you thought about them was:
Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!
Your best friend steals your bf/gf and you say:
Cosette, it's turned so cold. Cosette, it's paaaaast your bedtime. You've played the day away and soon it will be night.
You move out of your house and write an email to your friends saying:
Once there was a way to get back homeward. Once there was a way to get back home. Sleep pretty darlin', do not cry and I will sing a lullabye.
A description of your mom:
Jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock. Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring.
Aaand your pet/friends pet:
((Oh... I got one with lyrics, but it's gibberish (heron song from Path of Radiance), so I'll just skip it...))
High on the hill was a lonely goatherd ladeodeladeodelehe-hoo. Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd ladeodeladeodeloo. ((then again... good percentage of that is gibberish. Meh.))
You love to:
You've been such a good friend, I've known you since I don't know when. ((That makes grammatical sense)
You dump water on your best friend because:
Sometimes I get to choose what I eat, sometimes I choose the shoes for my feet. Sometimes I try to pour my own juice, but here are things I can always choose. ((yay for little kid songs!))
In the shower, you are thinking about:
Happy holiday! Happy holiday! While the merry bells keep ringing, happy holiday to you!
Your motto is:
I've been living to see you. Dieing to see you, but it shouldn't be like this. This was unexpected, what do I do now? Could we start again, please? ((...boring motto)
When your mom doesnt allow you to go to a party, you scream:
It was a moment of desperation, my three friends and me. We heard the miracle worker was somewhere down the street.
You are called stupid, you come back with:
Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly. He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller.
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