"Viele Menschen reden von Geben & Nehmen und vergessen die Hälfte."
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a beautiful man.
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you keep feeding me those pomegranate seeds. but i think i'm ready now, i'm crawling out of hell now.
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Do You Love The Colour Of The Sky? 🎶
So I've gone and written a pop-punk song in tribute to one of Tumblr’s most iconic memes - Here it is:
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🎶 Do you love the colour of the sky she said
We watched the hues fade from blue to black then pink and red
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
It was a summer like no other
Because I had you by my side
You took away all of my troubles
And in my heart is still where you reside
Now everything I see reminds me
Of when we thought had it all
So won't you come out here and find me
And we can remember what it's like to fall
Lying on our backs
We watched the clouds go rolling past
And I knew right then and there
That I wanted this to last
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
We watched the hues fade from blue to black then pink and red
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
Well I went back up to that hilltop
The very same place that we lay
If you were here would we still talk?
About how we'd make it out of this town someday
Lying on our backs
We watched the clouds go rolling past
And I knew right then and there
That I wanted this to last
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
We watched the hues fade from blue to black then pink and red
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
Do you love the way it makes my eyes reflect
All above, and I knew that it was too perfect
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
And as we stood and watched the orange of the rising sun
I turned to her and asked…
…Do you want this to last?
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
We watched the hues fade from blue to black then pink and red
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
Do you love the way it makes my eyes reflect
All above, and I knew that it was too perfect
Do you love the colour of the sky she said
(Do you love the colour of it?)
And as we stood and watched the orange of the rising sun
I turned to her and asked…
...Which one? 🎶
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Lyrics by Tom H. Jordan
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BTW if anyone with more musical talent than me wants to take these lyrics and actually make a full song out of it, you have my blessing, go ahead! In my head it has that sort of neon-pop-punk, Metro Station, The Summer Set, kinda sound, but honestly do what you want with it — all I'll ask is that you do credit me as a lyricist and that you send the song to me, 'cause I wanna hear it 🖤🤘
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"Cleopatterer," from Leave it to Jane, 1917, sung by Joan Morris.
Today, P.G. Wodehouse is known for his novels and stories, especially those about that valet of valets, Jeeves. But for 30 years beginning in 1904, Wodehouse also wrote the books and lyrics for 33 musicals. In 1917 alone, he had five shows running on Broadway at once.
But Wodehouse produced more than hits: he was one of the great innovators in American musical theater. He steered it away from revues and imported operettas to stories about contemporary life that had a plot that made some sense. As a lyricist (or “lyrist,” to use the older term that he preferred), Wodehouse used vernacular speech rather than flowery poetics.
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TILL THEY TEAR MY LIFE APART
My whole life flashed in front of my eyes
You made me realize
I loved them all
Except of that black haired wh*re
They're not forgotten, just locked safely in my heart
Now you're the only I love truly till they tear my life apart
(Wrote this long time ago, were supposed to be whole lyrics but I dont feel like finishing it anymore, it is a closed theme now)
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The birthday boy and then wife Stephanie Ruben. (By Charles Ley - from FB)
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"Alles sagen immer, Typ, dir fehlt der Verstand. Ja und? Ich hab 'n Knacks, aber seh' das entspannt."
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LIZZY (my lyrics/poem from 2014)
Hello hello New York, I'm back
You're gonna love beat of my new track
I missed your concrete walls and subway smell
My crazy whiles in garden I remember well
Times when my one true love was only my dream
And I was hiding secret pictures cut out of magazine
Lizzy Lizzy Lizzy
It's so easy
To fall in love with Lizzy
Because she is New York City queen
She is crossing comet you have seen
With her favorite dress on tonight
She's dancing in bright moonlight
And hopes he loves her true
Like every night when she felt blue
Red dress, nostalgia, Hollywood
It never before felt so good
It feels like I am again fifteen
But lot of things now I see clean
Music saved me then and rock n' roll saves me still
Pale moonlight, 60's hair, I can't explain the way I feel
It feels like my teen dream even though it's not Hollywood
But I'm happy so I guess things are turning out quite good
He said: "My head goes on unplanned trips
When I see moves of your hips
You act like cute and shy 60's school girl
But I know you wanna hear nasty words"
Nasty?
Me?
Never
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if he’s a serial killer, then what’s the worst that could happen to a girl who’s already hurt?🪽🤍
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I think what the pop-punk scene is missing is a true Bisexual Loser Anthem
With that in mind, here is my own original song, Best Of Both Worlds, which is just that:
Best Of Both Worlds (Bisexual Loser Anthem)
They say ‘If you like boys like you like girls
Then you’re living the best of both worlds’
But they don’t see the reality
I’m a strikeout either way
Nothing’s gonna change that part
There’s just twice as many people out there
Who could break my heart
I never had the best of luck
When it came to matters of love
Always found some way to screw it up
Didn’t matter who, didn’t matter what
And now I’m on my knees
Begging darling please
Won’t you give me another chance?
Or at least just a first glance?
‘Cause I’m a beggar
Not a chooser
I’m not a lover
I’m a loser
They say ‘If you like boys like you like girls
Then you’re living the best of both worlds’
But they don’t see the reality
I’m a strikeout either way
Nothing’s gonna change that part
There’s just twice as many people out there
Who could break my heart
I’ve fallen for both girls and guys
And fallen on my face whenever I’ve tried
To let ‘em know just how I felt
Guess I fumbled every card I was ever dealt
I’m just not meant to be
A romantic lead
Disaster movie better suits me
Ash, I ain’t feeling too groovy
I’m a beggar
Not a chooser
I’m not a lover
I’m a loser
They say ‘If you like boys like you like girls
Then you’re living the best of both worlds’
But they don’t see the reality
I’m a strikeout either way
Nothing’s gonna change that part
There’s just twice as many people out there
Who could break my heart
Who could break!
And I’m not straight but I’m not gay
Still I’m a strikeout either way
So hey
They say
‘If you like girls like you like boys
Then you’re gonna be spoilt for choice’
But they don’t know the real way it goes
I’m a strikeout either way
I’m a strikeout either way!
They say ‘If you like boys like you like girls
Then you’re living the best of both worlds’
But they don’t see the reality
I’m a strikeout either way
Nothing’s gonna change that part
There’s just twice as many people out there
Who could break my heart
Lyrics by Tom H. Jordan - I do have a tune in mind for this, generally very upbeat, lots of fast-paced guitars and a breakdown in the bridge - and hey, maybe if I'm feeling bold one day I'll record it, but until then have fun imagining it in whatever style you like!
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