a meme i stole from missambs
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
She's A Rebel, She's A Saint
I'll begin to let you go
Ooooh, life is bigger
I will come to you in the still of the night
I wanna talk to you
I don't know this could break my heart or save me
This girl is a stencil of a brush stroke in the rain
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
Couldn't save you from the start
I love it how she breathes booze in the morning
Well, she was an American girl raised on promises
I'm at your back door with the earth of a hundred nations in my skin
You can do what you want just seize the day
You can't judge the love by the lover
You keep calling my phone nonstop
See beyond the moment
Don't chase girls, don't get too close
Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the train
Who's that whispering in the trees
Strange that it's you that's doing this
Where's your head at?
She's A Rebel, She's A Saint
I'll begin to let you go
Ooooh, life is bigger
I will come to you in the still of the night
I wanna talk to you
I don't know this could break my heart or save me
This girl is a stencil of a brush stroke in the rain
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
Couldn't save you from the start
I love it how she breathes booze in the morning
Well, she was an American girl raised on promises
I'm at your back door with the earth of a hundred nations in my skin
You can do what you want just seize the day
You can't judge the love by the lover
You keep calling my phone nonstop
See beyond the moment
Don't chase girls, don't get too close
Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the train
Who's that whispering in the trees
Strange that it's you that's doing this
Where's your head at?