A Game! A Game!

May 28, 2006 21:53

Yay! It’s fun to play games. Especially when only I know all the answers. Seriously, if anybody scores above 40 I’ll have to have them killed. Or rather, like them better than the rest of you. It’s the same rules as Molly’s, almost:

Artist & Title = 1 point
Artist or Title = ½ point
Some of Them are worth two, but I’m not telling which.
Oh, and you have to e-mail me the answers. If you don't know my e-mail, leave a comment and ask me.

Have Fun! (current leader: Mary-15.5)

1. (What follows) me is the whitest lace of light (Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued? What follows has lead me to this place where I belong, with all erased

2. At the end of my cul de sac, Davey Havok’s House is painted black.

3. They say that I must learn to kill before I can feel safe. But I, I’d rather kill myself than turn into their slave. Sometimes, I feel like I should go and play with the founder. Somehow, I just don’t want to stay and wait for a wonder.

4. Come with me sweet innocence I want to show you sights you've never seen. Keep your eyes wide on this short ride we'll really see what you can be!

5. Sally was a fifteen year old girl from Nebraska. Gypsies were passing through her little town. They dropped something on the road , she picked it up... And cultural revolution right away begun!

6. You can’t see the demons, until the demons come callin’ for you. You’re deaf to their screamin’, until they’re standin’ right behind you. You’re numb to fingers gripping, until they’re gripping into you.

7. I told you ‘bout the walrus and me man. You know that we’re as close as can be man. Well here’s another clue for all: The walrus was Paul.

8. These eyes are not your eyes, and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.

9. Who controls the past now, controls the future. Who controls the present now, control the past. Who controls the past now, controls the future. Who controls the present now!?

10. Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc, Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea. Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso, Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic, Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic. (Megan)

11. From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe. Drop the staff. Moshe Rabainu split the ocean in half. March through the desert. This ain’t where it’s at. Said chop ‘em down, chop ‘em down.

12. Turning it from shade to light. Hold it up to candle light. Roaring into firelight. Scorching up the charlatans, ‘til it’s city wide. All the people mobilize. Nothing left to polarize. Nothing left fake!

13. Chalk my outline; they'd talk of this if I'd died from a broken heart. They've taken art, turned it to something they think we'll buy.

14. I escape, I remain the one you blame at night, demonized, purified, justified, as you let yourself go! So now you want these screams! Whats left of me. (Dont! speak!) Love these screams, like I do!

15. After getting checked for fleas and barricades of embassies, I would never, never wanna be young again.

16. It’s a fine, fine dividing line between the truth and the lies sometimes. I don’t know what you hope find. I only know you gotta be true to yourself.

17. Put me in the hospital for nerves and then they had to commit me. You told them all I was crazy. They cut off my legs now I'm an amputee, Goddamn you.

18. I am a man of constant sorrow. I’ve seen trouble all my days. I bid farewell to old Kentucky, the place where I was born and raised. (The place where he was born and raised).

19. Not been here since I was a boy, the sky unwrapped, the world my toy. A movie reel a million miles long. On and on. Scene after scene passes by my life. The window’s a wound; the road is a knife. The irony ask me “Where have you been?” I don’t know I don’t know because I don’t know where to begin.

20. Rock bottom’s where we live, and still we dig these trenches, bury ourselves in them.. backs breaking under tension. For far too long these voices, muffled by distances, it's time to come to our senses, up from the dirt…

21. The seasons change without me. I remain in shadows growing wings. The spirit song still surrounds me, in refrain, in shadows growing wings.

22. Darkness falls across the land. The midnight hour is close at hand. Creatures crawl in search of blood. To accessorize their black zipper hood, and monster children with monster faces are looking for love in all the wrong places.

23. The sun is up, the sky is blue, it’s beautiful, and so are you.

24. There’s been times (I’m so confused). I been down that road (It leads to you). I Just can’t turn and walk away.

25. We offer up our heart before the heart’s invited or asked for. Oh no, you’re like coal my friend I’m repeating, but the heart is for bleeding. And I’ve said all I can say. I am retreating on my way. Music box play my song. I’ll sing along to that bitterly sweet tone.

26. Breathe in the life of the summmer's death as the orange and red breathe their first breath, so welcome as they're burning through.

27. But be it me, or it's you, the leisure class, I think we all know: That be it punk, hip-hop, be it a reggae sound, It is all connected through the Gypsy part of town... let's go!

28. I don’t know why nobody told you. I’m to unfold your love. I don’t know how someone controlled you. They bought and sold you.

29. You’re in a different way. Things used to be a different way. Whatever happened to the golden age. It’s gone yeah it’s gone away. So, don’t ever turn your back again. One false move an we’re dead.

30. (Just say) Say you will for me (for me), invite me to your memory (Just sing) Sing again for me (for me) that long forgotten song.

31. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It’s better than I ever knew.

32. Punk ass trippin’ in the dead of night. Homies score and key is gonna fly, punk ass fly.

33. Forfeit the game before somebody else takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame. Cover up your face. You can’t run the race. The pace is too fast. You just won’t last.

34. Or is it that we're not punk enough, Or is it that you think ska just sucks, but Johhny Quest, he thinks we're what?

35. I know you since you were a twenty. I was twenty! I thought that some years from now, a purple little, little lady will be perfect for dirty, old, and useless clown.

36. Y regreso aqui otra vez y comienzo To... break down, and cease all feeling. Burn now, what once was breathing. Reach out, and you may take my heart away”

37. Olive Oil’s waiting for her man to come in from the fight that will change there life, for good this time.

38. What's this feeling? My love will rip a hole in the ceiling. Givin' myself to you from the essence of my being. Sing to my G-d all these songs of love and healing. Want Moshiach now, so it's time we start revealing. (Megan)

39. There is no other pill to take, so swallow the one that made you ill. The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria, the noose and the rapist, the fields overseer, the agents of orange, the priests of Hiroshima, the cost of my desire…

40. A decade ago, I never thought I would be twenty-three on the verge of spontaneous combustion woe is me. But I guess that it comes with the territory, an ominouse landscape of never-ending calamity.

41. American Tale! One in three, one on the rail. What if we march us to the grave? What if we make reason an act of treason? Fear drags hope back to the game.

42. She’s well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane. The man in the crowd with the multi-colored mirrors on hard-nailed boots.

43. The ship went down we all near drowned 
Ya stood there on the deck 
’Til the Spanish came and flogged yer arse 
And dragged you from the wreck.

44. Today was the best day. I realized what I wanted to say: 'Come what may, I'll be there for you'. Stayed up till sunrise - no big surprise, it's a marathon. I might be gone soon, but please believe I hold you up to the highest degree.

45. Dreams of his crash won’t pass, or how they all adored him. Beauty will last, when spiraled down. The stars that mystify, he left them all behind. And now his children cry. He left us all behind.

46. And if there is no guitar in the house, you know its owner he cannot be trusted. And if there is no drum set in their place, don’t be surprised when their business gettin’ busted. And if your spouse doesn’t play a sitar, don’t expect a whole lot of commitment. And if the president doesn’t play the sax, he will not get and under table treatment.

Musical Section:

47. Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd. He served a dark and a vengeful god. What happened then, well that’s the play, and he wouldn’t want us to give it away.

48. You’re a knight who really likes his nightlife. And by day you really like to play. You can all find him pumping at the gym, the Camelot YMCA.

49. I’ve been offstage for far too long. It’s ages since I had a song. This is one unhappy Diva. The producers have deceived her. There is nothing I can sing from my heart.

50. In any great adventure, if you don’t want to lose, victory depends upon the people that your choose. So listen Arthur darling closely to this news: we won’t succeed on Broadway if we don’t have any Jews.
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