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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 12:52:09 GMT -5
As inspired by the legendary Word Association on the now deceased Grimalco LJ - it's time to resurrect it in heady remberance, in a musical format.
To start the ball rolling, the word is:
Temptation
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 13:04:07 GMT -5
You opened up your door I couldn’t believe my luck You in your new blue dress Taking away my breath The cradle is soft and warm Couldn't do me no harm You’re showing me how to give Into temptation Knowing full well the earth will rebel Into temptation from "Into Temptation" by Crowded House. Too obvious? ;D |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 13:07:25 GMT -5
Rock the cradle of love Rock the cradle of love Sent from heaven above (that's right!) Rock the cradle of love - Billy Idol  |
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 13:19:39 GMT -5
You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold You say you want Your story to remain untold But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you'll give me A highway with no one on it Treasure just to look upon it All the riches in the night - U2 |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 13:31:51 GMT -5
I don't need no money, honey, fortune or fame 'Cos I got all the riches baby that one man can claim So take off your coat and close the door Forget your foolish pride I'm not afraid of falling down or Staying up all night... -- Cheap Trick - "Never Had a Lot to Lose" |
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 13:42:08 GMT -5
falling down -- Cheap Trick - "Never Had a Lot to Lose" I’m falling downAnd fifteen thousand people scream They were all begging for your dream I’m falling down Five thousand houses burning down No-one is gonna save this town Too late I already found what I was looking for You know it wasn’t here No it wasn’t here - Muse, Falling Down |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 13:48:06 GMT -5
Five thousand houses burning down Watch out You might get what you're after Cool babies Strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the houseHold tight wait till the party’s over Hold tight we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house-- Talking Heads ;D |
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 13:53:09 GMT -5
So turn out the lights, the party's over.Turn out the lights, the party's over for you. This time is the last time, never be a next time. Tonight I wanna dance to a brand new tune. - (one for you ;D) Tesla |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 14:28:07 GMT -5
Wow! I'm impressed!!! Tesla still rocks my world, though I get into trouble here whenever I use the expression "turn out the light" instead of "turn OFF the light". I always hear "It's not a lantern (yada yadda)". Pfft (Note to self: Replace housemate, ASAP)
Anyway...
I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Oooh I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
-- Whitney Houston ;D
*ducking and running*
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 14:33:16 GMT -5
hahaha! a fine Whitney Houston tune! ;D I don’t wanna dance, dance with you baby no more I’d never do something to hurt you though Oh but the feeling is bad, the feeling is bad - Mr Eddy Grant! |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 15:01:36 GMT -5
Woo, good one! I think Eddy Grant lives here. Or used to, anyway. Back when I wanted to work in the music industry -- studio engineering -- I was supposed to tour his studio but I never got around to it. Tsk. I was dreaming of the past And my heart was beating fast I began to lose control I began to lose control I didn't mean to hurt youI'm sorry that I made you cry I didn't want to to hurt youI'm just a jealous guy. -- John Lennon...though I prefer Roxy Music's version  |
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 14, 2004 15:10:36 GMT -5
Shake my body - release my soul Punish my senses - lose control This body’s young but my spirit’s old Scatter my ashes and let my feelings go - James |
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Post by admin on Oct 14, 2004 22:42:56 GMT -5
She sits alone waiting for suggestions He's so nervous avoiding all her questions His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking? If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know If you really need me just reach out and touch me Come on, honey, tell me so -- The Mighty Rod Stewart |
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Post by NewKindOfHero on Oct 16, 2004 8:47:34 GMT -5
Make poverty your perfect home, Allow your leaders to control you, Questions are now blasphemy. - Manics (had to squeeze them in somewhere! ;D) |
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Post by admin on Oct 16, 2004 9:21:08 GMT -5
Yeow! Good call! If you want peace then live alone If you wanna hide then find a stage Each a brief but perfect homeTo accommodate your rage :: from "Look Around" - Blues Traveler  |
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