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Sunday, January 30, 2005

The Edge doesn't Edit

I went to Ardmore, OK today to help clean out my mom's crazy ex-husband's storage. On the way I was listening to all the Dallas stations as long as they would still come in. And, while listening to Boulevard of Broken Dreams, I realized that 102.1 The Edge doesn't not edit profanity out of songs. Then, on 106.1, I heard that song Jumpin' Jumpin' that's on like the NOW 4 or 5 cd and its been years since I had heard it. When did it come out, like in 1998? So that was the highlight of my excursion to the crappiest town in Oklahoma on the dreariest day of the year.

Here are the lyrics to my current favorite song, Mr. Brightside which I am currently listening to...oh, and before I forget, everybody needs to check out a song by Scissor Sisters called Take Your Mama Out.
Mr Brightside by The Killers
I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it allIt started out with a kiss
How did it end up like thisI
t was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me goI just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside
I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me goI
just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside
I never...I never...I never...

1 Comments:

Blogger Nanashi Lunam Tenshi said...

I love Mr. Brightside. It is such an awesome song. I also love the killers. I love the killers the way Auburn LOVES (in a deep voice) dip 'n dots. Thanks for the lyrics, I couldn't figure out one of the lines of the song. I'm kind of hurt that you didn't post a picture of me, or insult me in anyway on your blog site, but I guess I should feel lucky. Talk later, see ya Tuesday, 7:30 a.m.
Drum Major Tara

6:41 PM  

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