View Poll Results: What's the theme song for your life?
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What's the theme song for your life?
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Didn't see where to vote and it wasn't on the list but,it would probably be Stormtroopin' by Ted Nugent.
Listen to the live version every morning and it puts me in the mood to work!!!!!!!!!
Listen to the live version every morning and it puts me in the mood to work!!!!!!!!!
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Originally Posted by Rosco the Iroc
Where ever I may Roam!!
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I'd have to go with Freebird, or, as it is commonly referred to, "The Redneck Mating Call"
Also, you almost never hear it without this guy, or someone like him, being there...
Caution: Language,,, and cartoon grossness
http://www.mos95b.com/Flash/yoyoyo16.swf
Also, you almost never hear it without this guy, or someone like him, being there...
Caution: Language,,, and cartoon grossness
http://www.mos95b.com/Flash/yoyoyo16.swf
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I'm gonna be difficult and say "Mess" by Custom.
You don't really want to get involved in my life.
It'* scary like a slurpee brainfreeze.
You don't really want to taste more than the first kiss.
If you do, there are some things you should know about me.
I'm a messed up kid with a messed up head,
driving this wreck of life through all the yellows and reds.
Cause my messed up parents messed up and had me,
If you want something totalled, just give me the keys...
And so on. Good song!
--Christine
You don't really want to get involved in my life.
It'* scary like a slurpee brainfreeze.
You don't really want to taste more than the first kiss.
If you do, there are some things you should know about me.
I'm a messed up kid with a messed up head,
driving this wreck of life through all the yellows and reds.
Cause my messed up parents messed up and had me,
If you want something totalled, just give me the keys...
And so on. Good song!
--Christine
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Kinda deep but this is my life song:
Green and Gray by Nickel Creek
I'm in a room full of people, hanging on one person'* breath. We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death. I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when, he aimed for the bulls eye and hit it nine times out of ten. That one time his hand slipped, and I saw the dart sail away. I don't know where it landed, but I'm guessing between green and gray. We thought nothing of it, but it still haunts him like a ghost. With all eyes upon him, except two that matter the most.
He says "Green is the color everyone sees al around me. Gray is the color I see around her, and she'* just a blur." The more the corwd cheers, the less I can hear and they don't really care what I play. It might be for her. But for now it'* between green and gray.
We paid and we cheered. Now we're gone and to us that feels right. But for him every one of those evenings turns into a night. With another hotel room where he lays awake to pretend that he'* doing fine with his notebook and discman for friends.
He says "Green is the color everyone sees al around me. Gray is the color I see around her, and she'* just a blur." Night after night what I hear, what I write fills the room and my head starts to sway. It might be for her, but for now it'* between green and gray.
I want you to love me, he whispers, unable to speak. And he wonders aloud why feelings so strong make the body so weak. Then he awoke. Now he'* scared to death somebody heard. If it was you, and you know her, please don't say a word.
Green and Gray by Nickel Creek
I'm in a room full of people, hanging on one person'* breath. We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death. I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when, he aimed for the bulls eye and hit it nine times out of ten. That one time his hand slipped, and I saw the dart sail away. I don't know where it landed, but I'm guessing between green and gray. We thought nothing of it, but it still haunts him like a ghost. With all eyes upon him, except two that matter the most.
He says "Green is the color everyone sees al around me. Gray is the color I see around her, and she'* just a blur." The more the corwd cheers, the less I can hear and they don't really care what I play. It might be for her. But for now it'* between green and gray.
We paid and we cheered. Now we're gone and to us that feels right. But for him every one of those evenings turns into a night. With another hotel room where he lays awake to pretend that he'* doing fine with his notebook and discman for friends.
He says "Green is the color everyone sees al around me. Gray is the color I see around her, and she'* just a blur." Night after night what I hear, what I write fills the room and my head starts to sway. It might be for her, but for now it'* between green and gray.
I want you to love me, he whispers, unable to speak. And he wonders aloud why feelings so strong make the body so weak. Then he awoke. Now he'* scared to death somebody heard. If it was you, and you know her, please don't say a word.