The original instructions are:
step 1: set your playlist on random and fire away.
step 2: pick your favorite lines from the first 15-25 songs that play.
step 3: those unlucky enough to have friended you should guess the lines.
step 4: cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
I added:
Mixtape to the person who can name the most.
That provision shall stand for this board, as well.
And the first 21 songs I decided upon were as follows:
01. I read the words you wrote, but I did not dare to quote, my friend, the lines you amend, like.. "what's so bad about dying, anyway?"
02. It makes you want to feel, makes you want to try, makes you want to pull the stars from the sky. And I can't stand up, I can't cool down, I can't get my head off the ground.
03. We played a show and no one came, we played and played it just the same.
04. I don't know where you find your nerve. I don't know how you choose your words.
05. I do what I can, do what I can, do do do do what I can..
06. No one's going to make it that much better, we can say goodnight and stay together.
07. There's a man holding a megaphone, he must have been the voice of god.
08. Everybody, come together, free.
09. I'm not as daft as Dostoevesky, I'm not as clever as Mark Twain. I'll only buy a book for the way it looks and then stick it on the shelf again.
10. The boy done good, the girl done better, the season's turned, but we're still together.
11. We want it and we want it now.
12. Lie down on the couch, what does that mean? You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
13. Well, it's time to go home and I ain't even done with the night.
14. Passing through unconscious states. When I awoke, I was on the high-way.
15. Baby, you don't have to be a picture in a magazine.
16. We may well be the ones to set this world on its ear. We may well be the ones. If not, then why are we here?
17. Try to squeeze a drop of blood from a sugarcube.
18. Je t'aime the valley!
19. Every time I work out what I think I want, it slips away.
20. Someone told me long ago, there's a calm before the storm. I know, it's been coming for some time.
21. Pop open a bottle of bubbley. Here's to another goddamned New Year. And outside, 2000 drunk Bostonians are getting ready to sing Auld Lang Syne out of tune.
Have fun.
Last edited by alongwaltz. on Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:50 pm, edited 7 times in total.
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