Stolen from rifumi
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty-five songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-sixth is the title.
Theres Only One Way Of Life
I've been driving all night my hand's wet on the wheel
Mission done yeah I'm drifting
Radio Ass Kiss on the air
They made up their mind and they started packing
Shake it up baby, now.
Hold me, need me, try to think of how you made me
Boys had better beware
Ooo, I need your love babe
White boy runnin from daylight
Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Been over this before
It's not fair what they put me through
Humble and helpless and learning to pray
Don't you know I am your Superman?
Childhood living is easy to do
I wish you were here
Oh, please dont go out on me, dont go out on me now
We built this city on rock and roll
I can't beleive it - the way you look sometimes
Sometimes I think this woman is, kinda hot
Watching the days burning out like a cigarette
That was no party it was how we used to live
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
Disarm you with a smile
And the fire burns on and on
I'm very lucky....the next one that came on after this was a shameful europop song from years ago, which starts..."oooohhh you touch my tra-la-long, mmm, my ding ding dong"
Theres Only One Way Of Life
I've been driving all night my hand's wet on the wheel
Mission done yeah I'm drifting
Radio Ass Kiss on the air
They made up their mind and they started packing
Shake it up baby, now.
Hold me, need me, try to think of how you made me
Boys had better beware
Ooo, I need your love babe
White boy runnin from daylight
Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Been over this before
It's not fair what they put me through
Humble and helpless and learning to pray
Don't you know I am your Superman?
Childhood living is easy to do
I wish you were here
Oh, please dont go out on me, dont go out on me now
We built this city on rock and roll
I can't beleive it - the way you look sometimes
Sometimes I think this woman is, kinda hot
Watching the days burning out like a cigarette
That was no party it was how we used to live
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
Disarm you with a smile
And the fire burns on and on
I'm very lucky....the next one that came on after this was a shameful europop song from years ago, which starts..."oooohhh you touch my tra-la-long, mmm, my ding ding dong"