song meme nicked from freakydarling
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds. (Remember this one, folks.)
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR LIFE?
Sunrise by Simply Red
(Is it in my mind at all? HAHA)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?
Nothing Else Matters by Metallica
(HAHA, you know, forever trusting in who we are would be a good goal to have. THIS MEME ROCKS!)
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
A Kind Of Magic by Queen
(HAHAHAHA, I have no head. LOL. Nah, I'd be touched if this were true. I think.)
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Windrunner by Kurt Bestor
(?! Um. Wait, either I'm a Native spirit or I'm running from wind? That second meaning oddly makes sense if you take my childhood into account. HAHAHAHAHA)
WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?
Yuppie Drone by The Pheromones
(OMG. This is like...I DO! When I'm vacuuming. For the past 23 years. Here are the lyrics, because no one else in the world knows this song:
Yuppie Drone
By The Pheromones
I recently purchased a TEAC 4100X with 3 heads, 3 motors, and a Sansui 3660, 45 watts per channel, Dolby X, DBX, hi-tech specs, 30 to 20000 hz so I can listen to adult contemporary music ...
cranked up to 3.
In my 3-level attached suburban townhouse with a community pool and rec room, 495 p.i. year 1 through 3, 795 p.i. years 3 through 35, thousand others in the 3-blocks square, they don't know I'm there ...
unless I park in their parking space.
I traded my GTO for a Jap Jet 300 ZX, then a BMW, 5-speed, A/C, P/B, P/S, 2 bucket seats, sound system hurts my ears, goes fast (55), personalized license plate that says "Sparky" (Sparky) (Sparky) ...
but it's in the shop.
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-Yup-
Yuppie Drone
I wake up early with Mister Coffee, jump in the carpool with Fred and Alice and Charlie so we can drive downtown, predawn, in the express lane, HOV-4, 395, 6 a.m., it doesn't matter ...
it still takes an hour to go 5 miles.
I wear a suit and tie but I still have lots of T-shirts that I don't
wear - there's no time. I got out of college and freaked, so I
grabbed a job with a big corporation that treats me like POOP.
But I don't care 'cause the pay's OK and the benefits are great ...
Don't ask me what we make.
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-
Yuppie Drone
Me and my lady-person who I met at the happy hour, 4 to 7, at Chumley's Bar downtown during a snowstorm last year. We both love margaritas and Jimmy Buffett, TOOT, jogging, Jacuzzis, and shopping at Dart Drug,
"Compare and Save," "We will not be undersold." ...
(You Bet!)
I trusted George in '72, hated Tricky Dicky with a passion, championed the poor down-trodden masses. Don't call me middle-class. What's mine is mine. I don't like war, but the bread is good. Ronnie's not so bad as Fritz or Carter's hicks. Right is new, left is out, twist and shout.
I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-
Yuppie Drone
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?
The Trolley Song by Rufus Wainwright
(I'd stay on the trolley, it's true.)
WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?
Know By Now by Robert Palmer
(Gosh! Um. That's like straight past the trolley.)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
For Once In My Life by Sammy Davis, Jr.
(Apparently I want to be an amzingly entertaining black Jewish man with an eyepatch. Hell yes.)
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?
Plush by Stone Temple Pilots
(I have been known on occasion to get silly and say, "s'Plush!" but I'm not going so far as favorite. Hmm. Although...I have asked the dog to smell my brain sometimes.)
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Mr. Blue Sky by E.L.O.
(HOLY HELL, I want to have a wedding now!)
WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?
We Close Our Eyes by Go West
(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm all for this! HAHAHAHA)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Magic by Olivia Newton-John
(NOW THAT'S NOT TRUE! Although she was in that dark warehouse when the song played. That was kinda creepy.)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
I Concentrate On You by Dinah Washington
(That's no secret, man. Heh.)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF 2008?
Sanctified by Nine Inch Nails
(It's not getting worse! Is it? HAHA...oh my.)
WHAT DID YOU THINK OF 2007?
All Your Base Are Belong To Us by Laziest Men On Mars
(Uh, okay! ha ha ha)
That was too much fun.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds. (Remember this one, folks.)
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR LIFE?
Sunrise by Simply Red
(Is it in my mind at all? HAHA)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?
Nothing Else Matters by Metallica
(HAHA, you know, forever trusting in who we are would be a good goal to have. THIS MEME ROCKS!)
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
A Kind Of Magic by Queen
(HAHAHAHA, I have no head. LOL. Nah, I'd be touched if this were true. I think.)
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Windrunner by Kurt Bestor
(?! Um. Wait, either I'm a Native spirit or I'm running from wind? That second meaning oddly makes sense if you take my childhood into account. HAHAHAHAHA)
WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?
Yuppie Drone by The Pheromones
(OMG. This is like...I DO! When I'm vacuuming. For the past 23 years. Here are the lyrics, because no one else in the world knows this song:
Yuppie Drone
By The Pheromones
I recently purchased a TEAC 4100X with 3 heads, 3 motors, and a Sansui 3660, 45 watts per channel, Dolby X, DBX, hi-tech specs, 30 to 20000 hz so I can listen to adult contemporary music ...
cranked up to 3.
In my 3-level attached suburban townhouse with a community pool and rec room, 495 p.i. year 1 through 3, 795 p.i. years 3 through 35, thousand others in the 3-blocks square, they don't know I'm there ...
unless I park in their parking space.
I traded my GTO for a Jap Jet 300 ZX, then a BMW, 5-speed, A/C, P/B, P/S, 2 bucket seats, sound system hurts my ears, goes fast (55), personalized license plate that says "Sparky" (Sparky) (Sparky) ...
but it's in the shop.
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-Yup-
Yuppie Drone
I wake up early with Mister Coffee, jump in the carpool with Fred and Alice and Charlie so we can drive downtown, predawn, in the express lane, HOV-4, 395, 6 a.m., it doesn't matter ...
it still takes an hour to go 5 miles.
I wear a suit and tie but I still have lots of T-shirts that I don't
wear - there's no time. I got out of college and freaked, so I
grabbed a job with a big corporation that treats me like POOP.
But I don't care 'cause the pay's OK and the benefits are great ...
Don't ask me what we make.
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-
Yuppie Drone
Me and my lady-person who I met at the happy hour, 4 to 7, at Chumley's Bar downtown during a snowstorm last year. We both love margaritas and Jimmy Buffett, TOOT, jogging, Jacuzzis, and shopping at Dart Drug,
"Compare and Save," "We will not be undersold." ...
(You Bet!)
I trusted George in '72, hated Tricky Dicky with a passion, championed the poor down-trodden masses. Don't call me middle-class. What's mine is mine. I don't like war, but the bread is good. Ronnie's not so bad as Fritz or Carter's hicks. Right is new, left is out, twist and shout.
I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and house. I love my car and
Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone. Yuppie Drone.
Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup- Yup-
Yuppie Drone
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?
The Trolley Song by Rufus Wainwright
(I'd stay on the trolley, it's true.)
WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?
Know By Now by Robert Palmer
(Gosh! Um. That's like straight past the trolley.)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
For Once In My Life by Sammy Davis, Jr.
(Apparently I want to be an amzingly entertaining black Jewish man with an eyepatch. Hell yes.)
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?
Plush by Stone Temple Pilots
(I have been known on occasion to get silly and say, "s'Plush!" but I'm not going so far as favorite. Hmm. Although...I have asked the dog to smell my brain sometimes.)
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Mr. Blue Sky by E.L.O.
(HOLY HELL, I want to have a wedding now!)
WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?
We Close Our Eyes by Go West
(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm all for this! HAHAHAHA)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Magic by Olivia Newton-John
(NOW THAT'S NOT TRUE! Although she was in that dark warehouse when the song played. That was kinda creepy.)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
I Concentrate On You by Dinah Washington
(That's no secret, man. Heh.)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF 2008?
Sanctified by Nine Inch Nails
(It's not getting worse! Is it? HAHA...oh my.)
WHAT DID YOU THINK OF 2007?
All Your Base Are Belong To Us by Laziest Men On Mars
(Uh, okay! ha ha ha)
That was too much fun.