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National Public Radio! Surprisingly(?), there's a lot of unheard-of music on there.
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Is the Barenaked Ladies' Serendipity the only song in existence that has Dairy Queen in it? I think it is! Weird. It's such a tasty place, you'd think everyone would sing about it.
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Sounds a bit like Death Cab for Cutie, except way less serious. I like.
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I'm writing a song all about you A true song, as real as my tears. But you've no need to fear it, 'Cause no one will hear it: Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year. I'd tell all about how you cheated I'd like for the whole world to hear. I'd like to get even With you 'cause you're leavin', But sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year. It's a good thing that I'm not a star You don't know how lucky you are Though my record may say it, No one will play it Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year. It's a good thing that I'm not a star You don't know how lucky you are Though my record may say it, No one will play it Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.
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I feel it more than ever...
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Ladada-ta, a-ladadadada-ta...
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There you go You're always so right It's all a big show It's all about you You think you know What everyone needs You always take time to criticize me It seems like every day I make mistakes I just can't get it right It's like I'm the one You love to hate But not today So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get up, get up, get up Get outta my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down There you go You never ask why It's all a big lie Whatever you do You think you're special But I know, and I know, and I know, and we know that you're not You're always there to point out my mistakes And shove them in my face It's like I'm the one You love to hate But not today So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get up, get up, get up Get outta my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down Don't tell me who I should be And don't try to tell me what's right for me Don't tell me what I should do I don't wanna waste my time I'll watch you fade away So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get up, get up, get up Get outta my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down
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Listen to the version by Cake. Aaaaaaaaaawesome!
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You might not see them, but they're there.
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We strum rubber guitars Our friends all live on Mars And we sew buttons on our cars. Here on Fibber Island Our house is made of pie Our dog is two miles wide And all he talks about is pie Here on Fibber Island We swim on the ground Wheels are square, not round We eat chocolate by the pound. Here on Fibber Island (here on Fibber Island) No one sings along (no one sings along) We just ride giraffes (we just ride giraffes) And wear bicycles for hats (bicycles for hats). To get to Fibber Island You just close your eyes Start fibbin' in your mind And see what you can find. Here on Fibber Island We hide mittens in our hair You might need to stare To see the mittens in our hair. So come to Fibber Island And strum rubber guitars Meet our friends from Mars And sew buttons on our cars.
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That Coulton guy, some of his music is really serious. I have to explicate a poem for Lit, so I'm looking at some lyrics.
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He whittled somethin' new and he whittled somethin' old He whittled somethin' hot and he whittled somethin' rather chilly
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I'm addicted to stress, that's the way that I get things done. If I'm not under pressure then I sleep too long And I hang around like a bum and I think I'm going crazy and that makes me nervous. Everybody's out to get me but I feel all right Everybody's out to get me but I feel all right Everybody's out to get me but I feel all right Everybody's thinkin' 'bout me.
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(finish that for nachos)
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Some of Jonathan Coulton's stuff is kinda creepy. And the weird part is that they're true. Go listen to The Future Soon.
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This is one of my favorite genres of music. Lemon Demon FTW. And you guys already know I like Jonathan Coulton, Weezer, and Barenaked Ladies. Also They Might Be Giants, but those guys can be annoying, IMO.
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I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane With a rabid wolverine in my underwear When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?" "Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?" "Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?" I probably would have kept on guessing But about that time we crashed into the truck And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me Everything you know is wrong Black is white, up is down and short is long And everything you thought was just so Important doesn't matter Everything you know is wrong Just forget the words and sing along All you need to understand is Everything you know is wrong I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams When I accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr They sucked out my internal organs And they took some polaroids And said I was a darn good sport And as a way of saying thank you They offered to transport me back to Any point in history that I would care to go And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night So I could pay my phone bill on time Just then the floating disembodied head of Colonel Sanders started yelling Everything you know is wrong Black is white, up is down and short is long And everything you thought was just so Important doesn't matter Everything you know is wrong Just forget the words and sing along All you need to understand is Everything you know is wrong I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin When I got a nasty papercut And, well, to make a long story short It got infected and I died So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter By the pearly gates And it's obvious he doesn't like The Nehru jacket that I'm wearing He tells me that they've got a dress code Well, he lets me into heaven anyway But I get the room next to the noisy ice machine For all eternity And every day he runs by screaming Everything you know is wrong Black is white, up is down and short is long And everything you used to think was so important Doesn't really matter anymore Because the simple fact remains that Everything you know is wrong Just forget the words and sing along All you need to understand is Everything you know is wrong Everything you know is wrong
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That man is made of WIN.
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It's been one week since you looked at me Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry." Five days since you laughed at me Saying, "Get that together come back and see me." Three days since the living room I realized its all my fault, but couldn't tell you Yesterday you'd forgiven me But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As I make you stop, think You'll think youre looking at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish, although I like the chalet swiss I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like Leann Rimes Because I'm all about value Bert Kaempferts got the mad hits You try to match wits You try to hold me but I bust through Gonna make a break and take a fake I'd like a stinkin' achin' shake I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know The vertigo is gonna grow 'Cause its so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of taking off my shirt It's been one week since you looked at me Threw your arms in the air and said, "You're crazy." Five days since you tackled me I've still got the rug burns on both my knees It's been three days since the afternoon You realized it's not my fault not a moment too soon Yesterday you'd forgiven me And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry Chickity China the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' Watchin X-Files with no lights on, were Dans la Maison I hope the smoking man's in this one Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic Like Sting I'm tantric Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy Like Kurasawa I make mad films Okay I don't make films But if I did they'd have a samurai Gonna get a set of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs just so my Irons arent always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? You soon will I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt Its been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to your sides and said, "I'm sorry." Five days since I laughed at you And said, "You just did just what I thought you were gonna do." Three days since the living room We realized we're both to blame, but what could we do? Yesterday you just smiled at me 'Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
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That song is amazing. Robo-boogie!
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I ain't got a thing to prove to you...
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I suck I move the big chair in the little truck my luck has gone away big chair, little truck
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I can dance and I can sing! I am not yet dead, I can do the Highland Fling!
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I woke up this morning and everything was different Something was strange in the air I woke up this morning and everything was different I knew that the ninjas had been there I looked all around my bedroom, underneath the dresser Behind the bed, but nothing could be found There was nothing left behind them, nowhere that I could find them No fingerprints or crumbs on the ground The ninjas are deadly and silent They're also unspeakably violent They speak Japanese, they do whatever they please And sometimes they vacation in Ireland The ninjas are deadly and silent They're also unspeakably violent They speak Japanese, they do whatever they please And if you tear off their masks they'll be smiling
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I can't have all this on my mp3 player, but I think I'll discuss some of the stuff I like. ON MY ACTUAL COMPUTER: Feel Good, Inc. Fun song. Fun to listen to. Viva La Vida Good beat. Good melody. Eery kind of theme. Kinda sad maybe. Still Alive Do I even need to..? Jacques Your Body Good beat, and it's fascinating. Also the bass is amazing. Lost! Smooth Criminal (AAF version) I like the blend of heavy guitar and Michael Jackson's "Ow!" thing. Switchback There's a lot of interesting parts all fused together in that song. Also the guy screams really well. Now I'm A Fool ..skip a few.. I'll Be There For You It's a great song. Nine In the Afternoon Shut Up! Every single Snow Patrol song from A Hundred Million Suns and Eyes Open (except Arms Open) ..skip a whole bunch.. ON MY INTERNET RADIO: (scroll down a bit to the Twitter block)
