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May. 5th, 2008 02:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
From
deccaboo, since I'm writing an essay and I deserve a five-minute messing-around break...
Set your music player on random and use the first line of every song to write your own. It doesn't even have to make sense!
Let me inside you, into your room
Our love is alive and so we begin
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Another rainy morning, people rushing by
Rock-a-bye baby if you want to dance
And now it's all the same to me
Mystery of soprano's flight
Goddamn you, woman
Oh, a storm is threatening
A credit card, a busy street
How many roads must a man walk down
Yeah, New York
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
You can torture me with Donnie and Marie
In sixteen hundred seven
Where the mountains meet the sea
I remember it was that Wednesday
Fear me you lord and lady preachers
Lean on me when you're not strong
The sails of the windmill were turning
Walking on broken glass
Dear friend, I'm so glad you came
You've got my lost brother's soul
Now you're gone I realise my love for you was strong
Running head on to things that knock me down
When I was young it seemed that life was so wonderful
Wish I was a Wild West hero
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Set your music player on random and use the first line of every song to write your own. It doesn't even have to make sense!
Let me inside you, into your room
Our love is alive and so we begin
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Another rainy morning, people rushing by
Rock-a-bye baby if you want to dance
And now it's all the same to me
Mystery of soprano's flight
Goddamn you, woman
Oh, a storm is threatening
A credit card, a busy street
How many roads must a man walk down
Yeah, New York
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
You can torture me with Donnie and Marie
In sixteen hundred seven
Where the mountains meet the sea
I remember it was that Wednesday
Fear me you lord and lady preachers
Lean on me when you're not strong
The sails of the windmill were turning
Walking on broken glass
Dear friend, I'm so glad you came
You've got my lost brother's soul
Now you're gone I realise my love for you was strong
Running head on to things that knock me down
When I was young it seemed that life was so wonderful
Wish I was a Wild West hero