Step 1: Put your media player on random.
Step 2: Pick your favorite lines from the first 20 songs that play.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song the lines come from.
Step 4: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly.


1. I gotta lot of your records/In a separate stack/Some things that I might like to hear/but I guess I'll give em back.

2. Many people just like me/Dreamin' of old used-to-be's

3. They stand in the way of love/And we will smoke them all

4. Making small talk standing face-to-face/Hands in our pockets 'cause we feel so out of place.

5. Deaf and dumb and born to follow/what you need is someone strong to guide you/Deaf and dumb and born to follow/Let me lay my holy hand a, holy hand upon you.

6. If when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay,/You minimize my movement anyway,/I must pursuade you another way/There's no love in fear.

7. Create a new fantasia/cuz it beats hating yourself, hating yourself

8. Might be a mistake/A mistake I'm making/But what you're giving I am happy to be taking

9. And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talking/Your prison is walking through this world alone.

10. I try to think about the highs, the freedom we've found

11. His legs take their ascending flight/To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

12. I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence/ And find me one for five or ten cents/I'll keep it til it's covered with age/cuz I'm writing your name down on every page.

13. Always when we fight/I try to make you laugh/Til everything's forgotten/I know you hate that

14. The thrill should have been all gone by today in the usual way/but it's only your arms I'm out of

15. They say I seem different now/Hope I'm wiser anyhow/I've had some time to learn a thing or two/I know the change has done me good/But I don't feel like I wish I would

16. I go to the high school I go to the high school/if you make your momma cry I'll give you some of my St. Ives

17. Oh it gets so lonely /when you're walking /and the streets are full of strangers/ all the news from home you read /just gives you the blues

18. Deine Sandalen und dein grauer Anorak /liegen immer noch bei mir im Flur,/komm doch mal rĂ¼ber,/hol es dir doch endlich ab,

19. One for the butters I came from the gutter/No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean

20. The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands to your door have been silenced forever more/The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
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