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Poll Results
Option | Votes |
Nnnnnnggngnngghhhh | 11 |
So... | 8 |
I hate this song and want to die. | 6 |
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | 3 |
Helter Skelter in a summer swelter | 3 |
My hands were clinched in fists of rage, | 2 |
And can you teach me how to dance real slow? | 2 |
And while Lennon read a book on Marx, | 1 |
Eight miles high and fallin' fast. | 1 |
I saw Satan laughing with delight, | 1 |
Cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym. | 1 |
And I dig those rhythm and blues. | 1 |
I was a lonely teenage bronkin' buck | 1 |
Because fire is the devils only friend. | 1 |
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean | 1 |
A generation lost in space | 1 |
No angel born in hell | 1 |
But she just smiled and turned away. | 1 |
The church bells all were broken. | 1 |
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, | 1 |
And we sang dirges in the dark, | 1 |
But February made me shiver | 1 |
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n' rye | 1 |
Singin this will be the day that I die. | 1 |
When I read about his widowed bride | 1 |
With no time left to start again. | 0 |
Oh and there we were all in one place, | 0 |
Do you recall what was revealed, | 0 |
The marching band refused to yield. | 0 |
And the three men I admire most, | 0 |
As the players tried to take the field | 0 |
But not a word was spoken, | 0 |
Oh but we never got the chance. | 0 |
They caught the last train for the coast, | 0 |
We all got up to dance | 0 |
While the sergeants played a marching tune. | 0 |
And I asked her for some happy news | 0 |
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. | 0 |
I went down to the sacred store | 0 |
To light the sacrificial rite | 0 |
And we were singing... | 0 |
And as the flames climbed high into the night | 0 |
Where I'd heard the music years before | 0 |
Could break that Satan's spell. | 0 |
But the man there said the music wouldn't play. | 0 |
And in the streets the children screamed, | 0 |
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. | 0 |
I met a girl who sang the blues | 0 |
Oh and as I watched him on the stage, | 0 |
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick | 0 |
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume | 0 |
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast. | 0 |
And do you believe in rock 'n' roll? | 0 |
If the bible tells you so. | 0 |
And do you have faith in God above, | 0 |
Did you write the book of love | 0 |
This will be the day that I die. | 0 |
Bye, bye Miss American Pie | 0 |
The day, the music, died. | 0 |
But something touched me deep inside, | 0 |
I can't remember if I cried | 0 |
I couldn't take one more step, | 0 |
Bad news on the door step, | 0 |
With every paper I delivered, | 0 |
And maybe they'd be happy for a while. | 0 |
That I could make those people dance | 0 |
And I knew if I had my chance | 0 |
Can music save your mortal soul? | 0 |
Well I know that you're in love with him | 0 |
You both kicked off your shoes | 0 |
The players tried for a forward pass | 0 |
It landed foul on the grass. | 0 |
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, | 0 |
The quartet practiced in the park | 0 |
No verdict was returned. | 0 |
The courtroom was adjourned; | 0 |
The jester stole his thorny crown | 0 |
Oh and while the king was looking down, | 0 |
And a voice that came from you and me. | 0 |
When the jester sang for the king and queen | 0 |
But that's not how it used to be, | 0 |
And moss grows fat on a rollin stone | 0 |
Now for ten years we've been on our own | 0 |
But I knew I was out of luck, | 0 |
With a pink carnation and a pick up truck | 0 |
A long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile | 0 |
― John Justen, Wednesday, 31 October 2007 20:02 (sixteen years ago) link
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