Let's play a game with song lyrics...

[Sanguine]

There's something solid forming in the air,
The wall of death is lowered in Times Square.

No-one seems to care,
They carry on as if nothing was there.

The wind is blowing harder now,
Blowing dust into my eyes.
The dust settles on my skin,
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway.

The lyrics are so much better than the song.

[anubias]

ashes to ashes dust to dust
if the women dont get you the liquor must

[Sanguine]

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.

[RoosGirl]

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.

Clean
The cleanest I've been
I've broken my fall
Put an end to it all
I've changed my routine

[Wingnut]

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.

I pulled the head off Elvis and Filled Fred up to his pelvis.

[RoosGirl]

I pulled the head off Elvis and Filled Fred up to his pelvis.

I'm too sexy for your party
too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing

[bigheadfred]

I'm too sexy for your party
too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing

And if I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone

[Sanguine]

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

[Wingnut]

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

<Sniff sniff/>

White bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

[Sanguine]

In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawn-light smiles on you leaving, my contentment.

[bigheadfred]

<Sniff sniff/>

White bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooo, baby, ooo, ooo

[RoosGirl]

And if I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone

Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways looking for a home

[RoosGirl]

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooo, baby, ooo, ooo

Dig if you will a picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss

[skeeter]

Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways looking for a home

Mother nature is talking to you
Don't you know
Somebodies trying to get a message through
And it might be you

Don't miss the message

[Suppressed]

Dig if you will a picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss

Because your kiss is on my list of the best things in life

[bigheadfred]

Because your kiss is on my list of the best things in life

And I should've been gone
After all your words of steel

[Sanguine]

This thing can turn on a dime.  (That's my comment, not a lyric)

[Sanguine]

But there's a little thing that drives me wild
Something that happens every time you smile
I can't get over the lines around your eyes
Lines around your eyes everytime you smile

[bigheadfred]

This thing can turn on a dime.  (That's my comment, not a lyric)

Hey and by the way, brother can you spare a dime?

[RoosGirl]

Mother nature is talking to you
Don't you know
Somebodies trying to get a message through
And it might be you

Don't miss the message

Sit beside a mountain stream
See her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

[Sanguine]

I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains

[Wingnut]

Mother nature is talking to you
Don't you know
Somebodies trying to get a message through
And it might be you

Don't miss the message

it
It's nature's way of telling you something's wrong
It's nature's way of telling you in a song
It's nature's way of receiving you
It's nature's way of retrieving you
It's nature's way of telling you
Something's wrong

[skeeter]

Sit beside a mountain stream
See her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine

[bigheadfred]

it
It's nature's way of telling you something's wrong
It's nature's way of telling you in a song
It's nature's way of receiving you
It's nature's way of retrieving you
It's nature's way of telling you
Something's wrong

I've been trying to make it home
Got to make it before too long
I can't take this very much longer
I'm stranded in the sleet and rain
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it home again
The mornin' sun is risin'
It's kissing the day

[Sanguine]

Trains cannot defeat me when I'm stoned little darling
Sticks and stones can beat you out of time
And I'm standing on the brink of a bridge that's black at sunrise
I don't think I'll be home in time to dine