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  • #16
    Goodbye-goodbye/ Oingo Boingo


    Oh, I know something
    About the ways of loving
    And I tell you, baby,
    That something’s wrong
    Look to the sky above and the mud below
    Something drives me crazy, got to got to get away
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

    Without a doubt, I’m telling you I’m burnt out
    My tank is running on empty for far too long
    Woah! I need fuel ’cause I’m getting so low
    Something drives me crazy, got to, got to get away
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

    I need fuel, just the kind you give me
    Makes me feel so bad
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

    I can’t believe
    I’m still around
    It’s getting kinda late
    Gonna leave
    For a change of scenery
    I’m going crazy
    It’s not the same
    Since you’ve been around

    I’m crazy, so crazy
    You treat me like a dirty clown
    You’re always kickin’ my dog around
    I never get nothin’ but constant abuse from you
    You couldn’t care less what I think, or my point of view

    You’re always puttin’ the make on my friends, always giving
    Them eyes and the dirty lies ’bout me and you, well i’m
    Through, it’s the end of the line for you babe, here’s a
    Ticket one way cincinnati, I’m sendin’ you home to your ma
    And your daddy, so don’t try to call me, you’ll only be wastin’ your
    Time!

    Oh, I know something
    About the ways of loving
    And I tell you, baby,
    That something’s wrong
    Look to the sky above and the mud below
    Something drives me crazy, got to got to get away
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!


    It's teh farewell song in {i]Fast Times at Ridgemont High[/i]

    ACK!
    Don't try to confuse the issue with half-truths and gorilla dust!

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    • #17
      Nanci Griffith: Outbound Plane

      Bryan Ferry: She's Leaving Home

      Sandy Denny: Farewell, Farewell

      Roy Orbison: It's Over

      Yazoo: Don't Go

      The Four Tops: Don't Walk Away Renee

      Bronski Beat: Smalltown Boy
      Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

      ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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      • #18
        Hit the road jack...by who ever
        Bunnies!
        Welcome to the DBTSverse!
        God, Allah, boedha, siva, the stars, tealeaves and the palm of you hand. If you are so desperately looking for something to believe in GO FIND A MIRROR
        'Space05us is just a stupid nice guy' - Space05us

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        • #19
          In some wa: Gloria Gaynor, I Will Survive
          "I have been reading up on the universe and have come to the conclusion that the universe is a good thing." -- Dissident
          "I never had the need to have a boner." -- Dissident
          "I have never cut off my penis when I was upset over a girl." -- Dis

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          • #20
            "Spread your wings", by Queen.
            "You say that it is your custom to burn widows. Very well. We also have a custom: when men burn a woman alive, we tie a rope around their necks and we hang them. Build your funeral pyre; beside it, my carpenters will build a gallows. You may follow your custom. And then we will follow ours."--General Sir Charles James Napier

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            • #21
              Hit The Road Jack: Ray Charles

              Roam: The B52s

              Papa Was A Rolling Stone: Was Not Was

              Space Oddity: David Bowie

              Beauty Queen: Roxy Music

              I Travel: Simple Minds

              Europe Endless/Trans Europe Express: Kraftwerk

              The Big Country: Talking Heads
              Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

              ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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              • #22
                Freebird!
                "Stuie has the right idea" - Japher
                "I trust Stuie and all involved." - SlowwHand
                "Stuie is right...." - Guynemer

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                • #23
                  Hello, Goodbye (Beatles)

                  Is It Really Over (Jim Reeves)

                  Seasons in the Sun (beats me)

                  By the Time I Get to Phoenix (do.)

                  Bruce Springsteen must have done a couple, Elton John also, though I can't remember any titles.

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                  • #24
                    Originally posted by Winston

                    Seasons in the Sun (beats me)

                    By the Time I Get to Phoenix (do.)
                    Terry Jacks, and either Glen Campbell or Isaac Hayes.


                    molly songster
                    Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                    ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                    • #25
                      Originally posted by DeathByTheSword
                      Hit the road jack...by who ever


                      Ray Charles
                      The cake is NOT a lie. It's so delicious and moist.

                      The Weighted Companion Cube is cheating on you, that slut.

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                      • #26
                        Originally posted by DRoseDARs




                        Ray Charles

                        Indeed- see my post above.


                        Ramblin': Lucinda Williams
                        Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                        ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                        • #27
                          Originally posted by Winston
                          Elton John also, though I can't remember any titles.
                          "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road"

                          Some ol' traditional songs:

                          "Aloha Oe"
                          "Shennadoha" [sp?]

                          Dr. Hook's "Acapulco Goldie"

                          ...We went to meet her dealer.
                          We smoked and drank tequila.
                          Then the lights went out,
                          And I guess that's when she rolled me.

                          Acapulco Goldie,
                          Dondez did you go?
                          You said you'd always hold me,
                          But you ran away with me Alaculco Gold.

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                          • #28
                            That's right Zkribbler, Goodbye Yellow Brick Road. He also remade Candle in the Wind to become Goodbye, England's Rose.

                            Also:

                            Say Goodbye to Hollywood (Billy Joel)
                            The Winner Takes It All (ABBA)
                            Without You (David Bowie)

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                            • #29
                              One of the best songs about this was written by the Cowboy Junkies:

                              Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning


                              Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
                              hits me straight in the eye
                              guess you forgot to close the blind last night
                              Oh, that's right, I forgot, it was me

                              I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning,
                              the sound of water splashing all over the bathroom,
                              the kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping,
                              but I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed

                              Telephone's ringing, but I don't answer it
                              'cause everybody knows that good news always sleeps till noon
                              Guess it's tea and toast for breakfast again
                              maybe I'll add a little T.V. too

                              No milk! God, how I hate that
                              Guess I'll go to the corner, get breakfast from Jenny
                              She's got a black eye this morning, `Jen how'd ya get it?'
                              she says, `Last night, Bobby got a little bit out of hand'

                              Lunchtime. I start to dial your number
                              then I remember so I reach for something to smoke
                              and anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
                              than go through all that **** again

                              There's something about an afternoon spent doing nothing
                              Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
                              Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
                              and this spell won't be broken
                              by the sound of keys scraping in the lock

                              Maybe tonight it's a movie
                              with plenty of room for elbows and knees
                              a bag of popcorn all to myself,
                              black and white with a strong female lead
                              and if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave

                              Here comes that feeling that I'd forgotten
                              how strange these streets feel
                              when you're alone on them
                              Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
                              So I lower my head, make a beeline for home
                              Seething inside

                              Funny, I'd never noticed
                              the sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
                              Which reminds me that I forgot to close the blind again

                              Yeah, sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
                              Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
                              but there are some things that can never be forgiven
                              and I just gotta tell you
                              that I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed.
                              I watched you fall. I think I pushed.

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                              • #30
                                Macy Gray - I Try (it's sort of connected to leaving in the sense of breaking up)
                                Quendelie axan!

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