G6: In the jungle the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight. . .
G7: He’s a pinball wizard there’s got to be a trick, he’s a pinball wizard, he has such a supple wrist.
G6: In the jungle the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight. . .
G7: He’s a pinball wizard there’s got to be a trick, he’s a pinball wizard, he has such a supple wrist.
G6: “In the jungle, the quiet jungle, the lion sleeps tonight”.
G7: “He’s a pinball wizard, there’s got to be a twist, pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.”
Why do you build me up, butterbup, baby, just ot let me down, and mess me around
WM10: I am trying to increase my sense of peckishness, and am therefore looking to participate in conjugal union between the hours of 1pm and 5pm. Employing primitive fire-making tools can be effective and when I harken back to previous conjugal unions, I am left with an accelerated heartrate and a galvanic skin response that registers higher.
I’ve forgotten most of the words, but is this Afternoon Delight, by the Starland Vocal Band?
MS2: wake me up before you go-go, dont leave me hanging on like a yo-yo. . .
MS3: Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand. . .
No dark sarcasm in the classroom, teacher leave them kids alone!
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
No one knows what its like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind blue eyes.
Behind Blue Eyes, The Who
Behind Blue Eyes – The Who
We don’t want no education. Leave those kids alone --Pink Floyd
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? --Bob Dylan, Blowin’ in the Wind.
Hmmm.
DPap1: My lifelong profession involves doing a physical exam on individuals I meet – including an ophthalmic assessment, an indirect examination of their hands, and a psychiatric evaluation.
DPap2: Shiny people with shiny heads roll shiny balls on a shiny floor – make this happen!
DPap3: What was demonstrated after the team tried to continue their game in the third quarter, but couldn’t due to all those damn musicians?
The players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield; do you recall what was revealed… - Don McLean, American Pie
AskNott and CSoup - yep, WM10 is the Starland Vocal Band - “Thinking ‘bout working up an appetite, looking for a little afternoon delight, rub the sticks and stones together watch the sparks ignite and the thought of lovin’ you has got me so excited…”
AskNott - WM7 is not Donna Summer, sorry.
WM9 Superfreak is correct.
I have two unsolved -
WM5: Therefore I perambulate by hugging tightly to terra firma, and please maintain secrecy, because it must be clandestine
WM7: I have little save an affection for the concept of emotional and psychological attraction to another, but that, in and of itself, is not the act whereof I speak
Answer:
Dpap3 = When the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield, do you recall what was revealed the day the music died - Don McLean, American Pie
Take the skinheads bowling!-Camper van Beethoven
Wordman - I’m stumped - I have tried everything on those two - either I just can’t get them or I dont know the song. Here are lyrics as I imagine them:
WM5: So I walk around with my feet on the ground, but please keep it down, cause. . .?. . .
WM7: I ain’t got nothin’ but love for love but that’s not what I’m speaking of
This one of mine is still unsolved - I think its pretty easy though:
CS2: Bestow upon me paltry specie – I welcome it in any measure. Hereupon auscultate as I concuss and convulse my specifically complexioned half hidebound hoop of timber with tintinabulum.
[QUOTE=Coelacanth Soup
CS2: Bestow upon me paltry specie – I welcome it in any measure. Hereupon auscultate as I concuss and convulse my specifically complexioned half hidebound hoop of timber with tintinabulum.[/QUOTE]
Give me money, I’ll take anything. Now listen while I play…my green tambourine.
close enough, but scotandrsn got it exactly.
My G4 is still unguessed. But the rest have been gotten.
G4: Awaken my inner being. Proclaim my moniker and rescue me from the lack of illumination. Beckon my sanguinous fluids to flow hastily, 'ere I become disengaged.
I know CS2 is somehing about a tambourine, but I don’t think I know the song…
(this is fun!)
New ones:
G8: Signor Galilei’s cranium was situated on the execution platform. The felony was examining the heavens for veracity.
G9: Currency will not be accepted, nor will the adultation of the populace.
You will not require a magnetized polymer placard to travel aboard this locmotive.
G10: My solitude is annihilating me. It’s neccessary for me to concede, my belief persists. When you and I are not coexistant, I surrender to psychosis. Provide some indication to me. Strike me physically, my love, on a single additional occaision.
G10 is:
“My loneliness is killing me. … Hit me, baby, one more time.”
By Britany Spears
LAO1
Prithee we shall be bouyant towards the lunar orb, affirmative,
Prithee we shall ascend against the periodic increase.
BTW G9 is:
“Don’t need money, don’t take fame,
Don’t need no credit card to ride this train”
Huey Lewis and the News
Power of Love
Heaven help me.
Don’t take money, don’t take fame, don’t need no credit card to ride this train. -Hewy Lewis
Good job, Coelacanth. Now you post one.
Answer:
G4: Awaken my inner being. Proclaim my moniker and rescue me from the lack of illumination. Beckon my sanguinous fluids to flow hastily, 'ere I become disengaged.
Wake me up inside. Call my name and save me from the dark. Bid my blood to run, before I come undone… Bring Me To Life - Evanescense
New quote:
LotV1: Thus, our globe rotates in repeated circles accompanied by the totality of your lifetime’s knowledge. Others proclaim that the atmosphere many miles up is the color of a sea in the Western Hemisphere.*