You amble into a dining establishment weary as a result of extensive highway transport.
You can detect the stares upon you as you acclimate yourself from the frigid exterior conditions.
You feign stoicism in spite of your urges to express rage and frustration.
Not sure but is this “She’s a Woman”?
Turn The Page by Bob Segar
My Baby Just Cares For Me by Nina Simone?
At a past point in time quite substantially remote
My encephalon to this day allows for recollection
Of the way in which that arrangement of audible vibrations once caused my Zygomaticus muscles to contract
Also, I was in possession of information to the effect that were I to be presented with the opportunity
I would be capable of causing those entities of the species Homo sapiens to move their earthly forms with rhythm
And this would perhaps cause said entities to experience pleasure for an unspecified duration of time
Miss American Pie.
Why Don’t We Get Drunk And Screw?
I have been pondering, of late, who it is that claims the distinction of being the author of the tome that encompasses the whole of human romantic involvement?
Book of Love by the Monotones
Isn’t that just the next line from the same song? (do you know who wrote the book of love?)
how much of the lyric are we required to obfuscate?
Since nobody got my earlier one, I’ll repost it (with more)
“I wish my actions to have good consequences,
and my wishes are honest,
and they are truthful,
but within the formost section of my automobile,
is internal combustion power,
and the Prince of Darkness is the object that powers it”
Oh, and one of those lines is verbatim from the song. Happy hunting!
Cake, “Satan is My Motor”
I want to come up with one of my own, but all I can think of is the Something Awful-ism of “Hip-hop greetings, my African-American peer!”
yes, indeed.
You got it, Zeriel.
Now I have to come up with another one.
Alright, here’s one:
“I am currently in a dominating romantic relationship with a female who studies the occult profession,
she has rendered my ocular functionings so dead that they are unable to function,
I have taken up an erotic and deep relationship with a womb possessor who partakes in the dark arts,
and she is trying to make me the leader of the religion that she practices.”
As much as you think is needed to be identifiable. If you want it to be easy, use more lines and don’t get too convoluted with the altered version. If you want it to be harder, start with just a short piece of the song and go nuts.
I wasn’t clear enough, I guess. These are both lines from “My Humps” by the Black Eyed Peas.
“What you gon’ do with all that junk?/All that junk inside your trunk?”
“I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk/Get you love drunk off my hump.”
Although I suppose the second line fits with any of the other songs mentioned. Just goes to show Fergie is a hack.
Akon, “I Wanna Fuck You”
A new one:
The territory of our inception is a place known for H[sub]2[/sub]0 in its low energy state, both in glacial and precipitate forms. During certain months of the year, the axial tilt of the Earth is such that the nearest fiery celestial orb does not pass below the horizon, as it does in more equatorial zones. The generally bleak terrain is punctuated here and there by thermal upwellings of H[sub]2[/sub]0 in a higher energy state.
Black Magic Woman
Santana
Will you accompany me to a trattoria
which has dining surfaces of silica based material
You can observe your own features
As you ingest foodstuffs
Yup