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Karaoke: The Redux

Mr Spaz

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Cat's Eye Draco

Well-Known Member
Melancholy - still my desire for thy precious tragedian wine...
Sweep me away, into the vale of thine!
Where sorrow's strong and so is joy

(Ode To Melancholy - Empyrium)
 

octoboy

I Crush Everything
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it's right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy
Put Sufjan Stevens on
And we'll play your favorite song
'Chicago' bursts to life
And your sweet smile remembers you
My hands open
And my eyes open
(Hands Open - Snow Patrol)
 

Cat's Eye Draco

Well-Known Member
Let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

(North - Sleeping At Last)
 

Mr Spaz

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So I called up the Captain "Please bring me my wine."
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine."
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night

Hotel California - Eagles
 

Captain Jigglypuff

*On Vacation. Go Away!*
Oh, the night is my world
City light painted girl
In the day nothing matters
It's the night time that flatters
~Self Control- Laura Brannigan
 

Italianbaptist

Informed Casual
No one mourns the wicked
No one cries, “they won’t return”
No one lays a lily on their grave

The good man scorns the wicked
Through their lives our children learn
What they miss when they misbehave

And goodness knows, the wicked’s lives are lonely
Goodness knows the wicked die alone
It just shows when you’re wicked you’re left only on your own

Yes, goodness knows the wicked’s lives are lonely
Goodness knows the wicked die alone
Nothing grows for the wicked; they reap only what they sow…

No One Mourns the Wicked - from the musical Wicked
 

octoboy

I Crush Everything
^ technically, that only has "grave", which doesn't contain "graves", so that doesn't count. Next post gets to continue from Cat's Eye Draco's post.
V So it does. Well played.
 
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Mr Spaz

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It's my turn this soul won't burn so throw me in the fire
Trophies earned and lessons learned, from wicked little liars
We could pave new roads with their cold gravestones,
And wind them through the pines

What If I Do - Foo Fighters

"Gravestones" includes the word "graves", so it counts, right?
 
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octoboy

I Crush Everything
I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills 'cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy
(Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers)
 

Cat's Eye Draco

Well-Known Member
The windy city is mighty pretty
But they ain't got what we got
I'm tellin' ya, boys
We got more life in Deadwood City
Than in all of Illinois

(Just Blew In From The Windy City - Doris Day)
 

Mr Spaz

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Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.

(Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley)
 

Captain Jigglypuff

*On Vacation. Go Away!*
Oh I would believe that she's a real diva
As she tugs at the reins
Of a hundred Chihuahuas
~L’Esqualita- Soft Cell
 

octoboy

I Crush Everything
For dinner for my birthday
Shall I tell you what I chose?
Some noodles made of poodles
On a slice of garden hose
(Eating The Peach - Roald Dahl)
 
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