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Fri 14 Jul, 2006 02:45 pm
Rules are simple. We start with some obfuscated lyrics, and the next poster presents the original along with new obfuscated lyrics.
Example:
Post A: Propel, propel, propel your craft/Placidly down the liquid solution....
Post B: Row, row, row your boat...
Direct me to my domicile/I'm fatigued and would like to retire....
Let's use that last as the initial lyrics.
Show me the way to go home/ I'm tired and I wanna go home...
Should I add new lyrics to work on? (Assuming I'm right with my guess.)
That's close Cypher
Old drinking song
Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed...
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It's Singular for the monetary value
Plural for the production
Triplicate to be properly prepared
Presently depart, feline depart!
Barring you restrain from treading on my sapphire tanned cross-trainers
Well, its one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.
But dont you step on my blue suede shoes
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I was castigated and given a terminological inexactitude.
I am unsure why I allowed that contemptible female make me a buffoon.
Drat! that was prolly the closest I'll ever get!
sublime1 wrote:
I was castigated and given a terminological inexactitude.
I am unsure why I allowed that contemptible female make me a buffoon.
The next three lines:
She had taken all my currency and marooned my contemporary automobile.
Currently shes with a mirth filled cronie
Imbibing in a saloon across the way
That's got to be the blues, sublime. Got to be the blues.
Yer on the right track, but they were not considered strictly blues and this is one of their more popular songs.
Whipping Post. Allman Brothers.
Ya got it Gus I think that makes it your turn.
Recently, every single hardship appeared distant.
Currently, it appears as if the difficulties are permanent.
Well, that's going to be stuck in my head now...
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Here's mine:
I observe the fairer sex perambulate garbed in lightweight attire.
I must avert my gaze pending the moment my negativity passes.
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
no colours anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head until the darkness goes.
Two people, unknown to each other, between dusk and dawn glimpse one another.
Ponder during the evening
About the prospect of hooking up
before morning
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wandering in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through
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So you assume you can differentiate
Paradise from perdition
Azure from agony
So, so you think you can tell,
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
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I am voyaging groundward on the avenue,
I am courting with catastrophe.
I have the throttle to the stratum,
My essence is actively accelerating.
Im travelin down the road,
Im flirtin with disaster.
Ive got the pedal to the floor,
My life is running faster
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I have reached a juncture where I must depart
The harvest crescent illuminates my progress
My olfactory senses detect precipitation fortwith
Accompanying it is agony
But now it's time for me to go. The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.
Ramble on - Led Zep?
Cerulean satellite, perceived me upright and solo
Sans cardio - chimera, sans unique paramour
Ya got it.
I'll have to think on that one.
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone/
without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own
Nice one, hingehead!
It was a troth of people who had not yet attained majority; the elders bid them felicitations.
One might note that Peter really did display fondness for the female.
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