What song describes you?

[Harry Seldon]

I really identify with Jordy's "C'est dur d'etre bebe". If I find the lyrics I'll post them.

[Pekka]

That would be Rush - Tom Sawyer

A modern day warrior
Mean, mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean, mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The river
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift
The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his skies are wide
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the space he invades
He gets by on you
No his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent
But change is
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the witness, catch the wit
Catch the spirit, catch the spit
The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his eyes are wide
Exit the warrior
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the energy you trade
He gets right on to the friction of the day

-- at least I like to think so!

[Inverse Icarus]

depends on my mood. i'm quite bipolar.

also, there is much to describe. one song can't possibly embody my whole character (i'm a tubby one)

[Nubclear]

The anthem of Soviet Armenia.

[Harovan]

Who controls the British crown?
Who keeps the Metric System down?
We do. We do!

Who keeps Atlantis off the maps?
Who keeps the Martians under wraps?
We do. We do.

Who holds back the electric car?
Who makes Steve Guttenberg a star?
We do. We do!

Who robs cave fish of their sight?
Who rigs every Oscar night?
We do. We dooooo!

[VetLegion]

And who are you busy fellows Sir Ralph?

Tassadar, lyrics?


After much thought and looking up some lyrics, I can't say which song would describe me in general, they all seem to be about one mood ot the other.

[Dauphin]

Originally posted by Firelad

*remember that Caledonia describes both Scotland and Ireland

Really? I would have said Caledonia is Scotland and Hibernia is Ireland. Must just be those latin lessons coming back to haunt me.

[DRoseDARs]

Sig...

(Note: In the event I change my sig again before this thread sinks into the depths, it's the Happy Happy Joy Joy Song.)

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[Sava]

Starchild
Pekka

I'm not sure if I have a song that describes me... I'll get back to this.

[Japher]

OK, I get it now:

Arsehole (edited to protect the guilty... That's Dennis Leary for those of you who don't know)

[Spoken]
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you. The way our American hearts beat down in the bottom of our chests. About the special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts, maybe below the cockles, maybe in the sub-cockle area. Maybe in the liver. Maybe in the kidneys. Maybe even in the colon, we don't know.

[Sung]
I'm just a regular Joe with a regular job
I'm your average white suburbanite slob
I like football and porno and books about war
I've got an average house with a nic hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep a man like me interested
(Oh no) No Way (Uh-uh)
No, I've gotta go out and have fun
At someone else's expense
(Oh yeah) Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I drive really slow in the ultrafast lane
While people behind me are going insane

I'm an ******* (He's an arsehole, what an arsehole)
I'm an ******* (He's an arsehole, such an arsehole)

I use public toilets and p1ss on the seat
I walk around in the summertime saying, "How about this heat?"

I'm an arsehole (He's an arsehole, what an arsehole)
I'm an arsehole (He's the world's biggest arsehole)

Sometimes I park in handicapped spaces
While handicapped people make handicapped faces

I'm an arsehole (He's an arsehole, what an arsehole)
I'm an arsehole (He's a real freaking arsehole)

Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong

Naaaah!

I'm an arsehole (He's an arsehole, what an arsehole)
I'm an arsehole (He's the world's biggest arsehole)

[Spoken]
You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado convertible, hot pink with whaleskin hub caps and all leather cow interior and big brown baby seal eyes for headlights, yeah! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115mph getting one mile per gallon, sucking down quarter pounder cheese burgers from McDonald's in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers and when I'm done sucking down those grease ball burgers, I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag and then I'm gonna toss the styrofoam container right out the side and there ain't a God damned thing anybody can do about it. YOu know why? Because we got the bombs, that's why.

[Spoken]
Two words. Nuclear f'ing weapons, okay?! Russia, Germany, Romania - they can have all the Democracy they want. They can have a big democracy cake-walk right through the middle of Tiananmen square and it won't make a lick of difference because we've got the bombs, okay?! John Wayne's not dead - he's frozen. And as soon as we find the cure for cancer we're gonna thaw out the duke and he's gonna be pretty p1ssed off. You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well multiple that by 15-million times, that's how p1ssed off the Duke's gonna be. I'm gonna get the Duke and John Cassavetes...
(Hey)
and Lee Marvin
(Hey)
and Sam Pekinpah
(Hey)
And a case of Whiskey and drive down to Texas...
(Hey, you know you really are an arsehole)
Why don't you just shut-up and sing the song pal!

I'm an arsehole (He's an arsehole, what an arsehole)
I'm an arsehole (He's the world's biggest arsehole)

A-S-S-H-O-L-E Everybody! A-S-S-H-O-L-E

[Barking]
Arf Arf Arf Arf Arf Arf Arf
Fung achng tum a fung tum a fling chum
Oooh Oooh

[Spoken]
I'm an arsehole and proud of it!


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[Q Classic]

4'33'' represents me.

[Boris Godunov]

Originally posted by Q Cubed
4'33'' represents me.

Quiet, are we?

[Ecthy]

4'33''?

[Boris Godunov]

Ha più forte sapore
la conquista violenta
che il mellifluo consenso.
Io di sospiri e di lattiginose
albe lunari poco mi appago.
Non so trarre accordi
di chitarra, né oroscopo di fior
né far l'occhio di pesce,
o tubar come tortora!

Bramo. - La cosa bramata
perseguo, me ne sazio e via la getto...
volto a nuova esca. Dio creò diverse
beltà e vini diversi... Io vo' gustar
quanto più posso dell'opra divina!

I relish the violent conquest
more than the willing surrender!
I take no delight in sighs
at the milky light of dawn.
I can't strum chords on the guitar
or predict the future with flower petals.
Nor, can I make cow eyes or coo
like a turtle dove.

I pursue the thing that I desire
I sate myself with it and throw it away
turning to something new!
God created so many beautiful women,
so many wines
I want to taste all that Heaven created!

[Boris Godunov]

Originally posted by Ecthelion
4'33''?

John Cage