| memes: for when you have no words-thoughts in your brain-head |
[Dec. 3rd, 2008|08:10 pm] |
MEME!
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.
The glorious poem that resulted:
Every time I See That Greyhound
Devil with the blue dress, it seems.
This boy, bathed in ridicule, (Don't be Shy, Uh huh) -
make me tonight Sail lightly on winds.
You are far, Ordinary boys.
Your romantic rights are all that you got.
Women, listen to your mothers:
There's a house/ Love and learn/ Come fly with me.
May god bless and keep you always.
Nós vamos para longe.*
If you are wonderin' what I'm gonna do: Boredom.
Hanging by myself.
I'm an engine driver.
This ain't a song for the broken hearted With all the grain of babylon -
You are the latest contender.
*(trans. 'We go for far.')
(1 Detroit Melody - Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band
2 This Boy - Franz Ferdinand
3 Don't Be Shy - The Libertines
4 Atomic - Blondie
5 Skeleton Key - The Coral
6 Kissing a Fool - Michael Buble
7 The Ordinary Boys - Morrissey
8 Romantic Rights (the Phone Lovers Mix) - Death from Above 1979
9 Passive Manipulation - The White Stripes
10 The Railway House - Patrick Wolf
11 Somewhere There's A Feather - Nico
12 Come Fly With Me - Royal Crown Revue
13 Forever Young - Bob Dylan
14 Team Zissou - Seu Jorge
15 (Sittin' Here) Lovin' You - Lovin' Spoonful
16 Boredom - Lovin' Spoonful
17 The Engine Driver - The Decemberists
18 It's My Life - Bon Jovi
19 When The War Came - The Decemberists
20 Darts of Pleasure - Franz Ferdinand
21 Never Goin' Back - Lovin' Spoonful)
in response to the lj suggested entry, my plan for any disaster is to run. sometimes i dream about jumping over the fences in my back yard and which route i would take through the neighbourhood if it came to it. no fancy 've-hee-cewels' or 'buy-syk-cals' for me, i plan to survive on and with my own two feet (possibly only for a very short time though).
ps: alice, meagan and i tried to have an x-files marathon last saturday to tide us over until january the 15th. we spent about 5 minutes talking about what a dreamboat/bad actor young david duchovny was, then the next 2.5 episodes were spent bitching about supernatural 4:10. then i went to the bathroom, and when i came back they had put on supernatural season 1. we all pretended this was perfectly normal.
the phrase 'broken inside' comes to mind. |
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sometimes i dream about jumping over the fences in my back yard and which route i would take through the neighbourhood if it came to it
ARGH YOU HAVE JUST GIVEN ME ANOTHER SCENARIO TO OBSESSIVELY WORRY ABOUT THANK YOU | |
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