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Fata Morgana said:
That's it now! You'll be spiking up your hair next.
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It's funny, just by looking at me one would never suspect I enjoy that type of rock along with Judas Priest, Ozzy, Black Sabbath, some Motorhead and related.

Sadly, I can't spike my hair (it would not look right in any way, shape or form).
 


I've searched for love and I've searched for truth
But I must admit I've almost given up trying
So many things I said in haste
And now I'm scared of my own emotions
There's nothing left for me to say
Even though I tried so hard to find you
Just when I thought I had your hand in mine
You told me you had doubts in your mind

I tried so hard to find you

I called your name from the highest hill
I hear your voice even though you're not there
I've searched so hard to find the truth
I searched for love but I'm still crying
For a while there was no one else
But it's no use, there's no denying
Even though I try and pretend
This is where the rainbow ends

I've searched for love and I've searched for truth
But like a fool I let them slip away
Now there's nothing left for me to do
Can't find the words that I should have said
But it's no use, I can't pretend
This is where the rainbow ends

 
aaiiiiiieeeeee

I am in a 1980s tailspin.
It's My Life
-Talk Talk

:heart:

I dressed like an Extraterrestrial, back then.

The Loft closed, and I had to switch to Pennsyvania Company.
 
Russell Brand and Craig Ferguson got along, like a house on fire.
On a major network, on American television, no less.

We will never see its like, again.

*sigh*
 
Love Is The Law
- The Suburbs

I was walking through the middle of town
And I said to myself, "What's going on?"
People breaking the law just to make ends meet
People breaking their hearts just to stay off the street
And written on the wall for everyone to see
Was "Love is the law" right there on the street
It said
Love is the, love is the
Love is the, love is the
Love is the, love is the law
Oh,
Love love love
Love, love is the law
 
ha ha hahahaha

Sarcastic younglings. In gradeschool when the Nineties were coming to a close.

They do have a point.

They heard the music from the radio channels that mom and dad chose, when they were playing with their first video games.

Here I am, missing MTV unplugged.

Touch, Peel, and Stand

-Days of the New

You're always talking back to me
You won't let it be, won't you touch me touch me
It never bothered you before
Now I stand and I peel for more, wont you touch me touch me, i wont let it go

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse

December

-Collective Soul

Why drink the water from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards your domain
Your cup runneth over again
[Chorus]
Don't scream about, don't think aloud
Turn your head now, baby, just spit me out
Don't worry about, don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now, baby, just spit me out

Take Me Out
-Franz Ferdinand

Do I Want to Know?

-Arctic Monkeys

So have you got the guts?

Been wondering if your heart's still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down and pucker up
I'm sorry to interrupt. It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you
I don't know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to

(Do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go)
Was sort of hoping that you'd stay
(Baby we both know)
That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day

Crawling back to you (crawling back to you)
 
Through the overgrowth
Of the underbrush
Shone a fossil tooth
That I must have dropped
Very long ago
Which reminded me
How we wound up where we are now

Right through those trees
I'm not insane
That's where we came
Into this place
And if you squint
If you squint your brain
I'll get my paints
And I'll try to paint

Canajoharie
Canajoharie
Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Out of Canajoharie
Canajoharie
Call me sentimental
But I want to go back
And commemorate the place
With a historical plaque

It's as if a fin
Reaching from the swamp
Grabbed me by my arm
Tried to pull me in
But my arm was strong
And the fin was an
Inaccurately reconstructed fake

It was right through those trees
I'm not insane
That's where the fin
Tried to drag me in
Don't look at me
Look at where I'm pointing
Close your eyes
See what I see

Canajoharie
Canajoharie
I get the creeping feeling
All my old friends are gone
And that this baby tooth
No longer fits in my skull

If you can draw
It in the air
Or write it down
Then you weren't there
What's gone is mute
Someone changed the truth
They swapped the proof
And there's nothing left of

Canajoharie
Canajoharie
Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Where a rocket ship
Experiment went awry
When the prototype
Exploded on the launching site

Like in Canajoharie
Canajoharie
Call me sentimental
But I want to go back
And commemorate the place
With a historical plaque

 
She stole my daydreams
She stole my air guitar

(Exterior. Man on lawn, alone at dawn.)

Packed the typewriter
And drove off in her car

(A battered automobile drives past state line sign.)

And now I know that I'll rue the day
I let her get away

I need a haircut
I've got myself to blame

(A gloved hand spins a combination dial quickly opening a large wall safe.)

He wasn't so fine
To my beginner's mind

(Motel. The other man, severe, refined.)

But with that big talk
I should have seen the signs

(Woman enters and they embrace. He packs duct tape, rope.)

And right on her he was fixing his aim
He pushed me out of frame

I need new head shots
I've got myself to blame

(She spins her ring to hide the diamond in her hand and drops a gun into a small beaded purse.)

Know the diff between a script and a spec
It's a test, just the stage directions left
And no camera angles to use, mm-hmm

A novice script may seem strange in this format
But like any other business
It's a standard that the writer gets used to, aw-huh

My scenes are cut out
I'm just on speaker phone

For exposition
I'm out here on my own

And as the night falls on this sleepy town
The iris closes down

I missed my close-up
I've got myself to blame
I've got myself to blame
I've got myself to blame
 
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