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Deeds Fan

Joined: 11 Apr 2008 Posts: 26 Location: :noitacol
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 12:18 pm Post subject: The Green gentleman things have changed |
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I've wrote a few lines of the lyrics, it is my favorite part of the song when they sing this, it sounds amazing, and makes me think about the lyrics, here they are:
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd
Little deaths in musical beds
So it seems I'm someone I've never met
You will only hear these elegant crimes
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth
Everybody gets there and everybody gets their
And everybody gets their way
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her
Now I'm the only one to blame.
I think its just genius, what do you think? _________________ Yes, i am too sexy! |
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panic22 Dedicated Fan

Joined: 22 Apr 2007 Posts: 1329 Location: Wyoming
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2008 3:53 pm Post subject: |
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On songmeanings.net some people said Little deaths in musical beds meant orgasm. I wonder if Ryan purposely did that. _________________
So how are you Beesley? Who's bringing you down? You know that you tease me when no ones around, everyday. |
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Deeds Fan

Joined: 11 Apr 2008 Posts: 26 Location: :noitacol
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 3:23 pm Post subject: |
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Why would ryan purposely do that? _________________ Yes, i am too sexy! |
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Ozella Luvenia Site Admin

Joined: 02 Jan 2007 Posts: 1249 Location: Talking to myself but i'm not listening.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 4:23 pm Post subject: |
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Who knows? He a strange little man he is....
I think TGG sounds like IWSNT which is weird.... Has anyone else heard the same riff in those songs? _________________ "I'm pretty and she's odd, and together we're Pretty.Odd." -Gemz
I hate the way I look and I despise the way I sing
{[TEE AND I ARE THE ANTI-SCENE-QUEENS. YOU GOT IT RIGHT. NOW SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE.}] |
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.:Brinizzle Nut:. Moderator

Joined: 23 Dec 2007 Posts: 661 Location: Lying in a Room Covered With Feathers, With a Halo in My Hair...
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 8:22 pm Post subject: |
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Hmm... not that I know of *goes to check that out*
I do know that the guys had a lotta fun making the riff to that song as they basically just took all their frustrations out on pounding those two chords (and I gotta agree it is pretty fun )
... and as for the lyrics that's a new one on me. But if that's like a set metaphor, I'm sure Ryan knew. He did read both Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn  _________________
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ballroomfloormurderscene True Fan

Joined: 24 Jan 2008 Posts: 102 Location: a hurse dying to get in again thinking life is but a dream for the dead
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 7:38 pm Post subject: |
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omg this song is about a dude in a whore house !!! wtf lol misical beds means playing musical chairs in beds and the other part iof the line means orgasms. and the rest of the song fallows and makes sence eww is all i can say eww _________________ ~*~i dont love you im just passing the time you could love me if i knew how to lie but who could love me im out of my mind~*~ |
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musicmakesmeloco Sure As Hell Aint Normal

Joined: 15 Apr 2007 Posts: 3163 Location: building a coffin your size
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 12:38 am Post subject: |
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OMG you're kidding right???
EWWWW
oh that's really weird! _________________ Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames
Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now
I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery
Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)
I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now |
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