Ok, partly inspired by that other thread about songs/air guitar etc.. and partly cos i'm bored, here's the fun new write a song thread.. rules are simple..

1) I'll write the first line of the song
2) Next person copies and pastes the previous line then writes the next line
3) continue till it's done
4) You can't write a new line until at least two other people have wrote lines after your last one.

Ok, here's the start:

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She ate too may rolo's so now she feels ill

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold.


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(Gosh this is cheery, isn't it?)

This needs to become a Silver Sun-style lyric to cheer it up... and it's a clinically proven fact that every Silver Sun song must have either the word 'real' or 'shower' in it *, so:

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold.

Across the road she sees a man in the shower

*Not 100% true...

Would it be rude of me to suggest that we should stick to our day jobs? :D

Probably the most sensible thing anyones said in this thread :lol:

Hey ho:

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,


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'real' and 'shower' in the same verse... who'd've thunk it?

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

Needs a poptastic chorus soon - although, if we're playing by the rules, I can't start it...

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)


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brackets show a ooooh aaaah type bit.

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)




i think we;ve on to a winner here. i'll get the air guitar!!

alex

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck

You're just trying to tempt us into writing something rude, aren't you? :lol: I think I'll have to ponder this one for a while...

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

surely now is the time for the intro riff in a killer, golden skin stlyee. then launch into the second verse. in my head it sounds great. do u think jb would record it for us, as a tribute to 'the fans'. i mean, look at tokyo e ikitai? we deserve it surely!

alex

It's not really a SS lyric... best leave him to what he does best methinks!

I wrote 1/2 songs in the band I was in back in 1996, it was talent comp in college & there was not much 'Indie' music going on (Its ok to say that :lol:)

So a few friends & I got together jammed a bit & we all set up, with just 1 week to go to the show, the pulled the plug, nah I don't mean the amp, the show was off............& so were the band & my song writing :lol: :rolleyes:

Thought i'd bring this back from the dead :P

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)

about time we got back to writing the song! i can't write another line yet (if we're still playing by the rules) but soon...
She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n
and she's got golden ski-i-n
open the door, and let the light in.. :lol:

*Ignore the last two lines.. they may be stolen and also break the rules of the game. Are there for comedy purposes only and it's not particularly funny anyway, i'm very bored! :(

what tune is this song to? I need to think up a dance to it! :P

lauren:

verse:

1dum dum dum da! da!
2dum dum dum-dum da! da!
3*pause*dum dum dum da! da!
4dum dum dum-dum da! da!

chorus:

1: (duuuuuuuum) harmony
1:duuum da da da da! words

2: (duuuuuuuum)
2:duuum da da da da!

3: (duuu duuum! um!)
3:dum da da dum! dum!

4: (duuu duuum! um!)
4:dum da da dum! dum!


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She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n
the man in the shower sure does look fine,

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want

if it's ok, i added a harmony.

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She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n (thi-i-i-in)
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
_____________(make him miiiiiiiiiine!)
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want

right, okay. I'll get to work on a dance

get on with the sooong! it's nearly finished!!!!!

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She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n (thi-i-i-in)
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
_____________(make him miiiiiiiiiine!)
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want

i think i can go again now, i've been trying to follow it.

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n (thi-i-i-in)
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
_____________(make him miiiiiiiiiine!)
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want
Lost it all only now she'll see she can't


run with the ball, go on. (i really struggled rhyming 'want' with anything)

She ate too may rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n (thi-i-i-in)
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
_____________(make him miiiiiiiiiine!)
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want
Lost it all only now she'll see she can't
Can't get it back, it's all gone forever

She ate too many rolo's, so now she feels ill,
Her birthday cards are still lined up across the window sill,
forty-two years and feelin' old,
Staring out the window while her coffee's getting cold..

Across the road she sees a man in the shower,
Just for a second, but seems like an hour,
She holds her breath and she keeps real quiet,
But the hormones inside her are starting a riot.

All alone, won't pick up the phone (all aloone, alll alone)
Unknown, should've stayed at home (unknown, unnnknown)
Down on her money, down on her luck
down on her luuu-uuu-uuck....

*silence for a moment*

One of lifes losers never destined to win (she'll never wi-i-i-in)
and the rolo's she eats means she'll never be thi-i-i-n (thi-i-i-in)
the man in the shower sure does look fine,
_____________(make him miiiiiiiiiine!)
she thinks 'i've gotta make him mine!'

(bridge)

Once she had everything she could ever want
Lost it all only now she'll see she can't
Can't get it back, it's all gone forever
Her son is her light as they live together

(is that a slightly more positive rounding off to that verse? Maybe a wee harmony bit where the others sing "Together"?)

Aaaaahhhhh... but how can she be all alone if she lives with her son?

her son is imaginary. she invented him because she is soooo alone.

Phew.. Good call Shed'..!! The cheque is in the post. Hahaha..

Nope, actually there is a good point. Mind you, maybe the spirit of her dead son is still around keeping her company, providing the proverbial light?!...

It's bloomin' hard to give that last verse line some positive spin within the confines of the beat blah blah.. (Attempts to sound like a proper songwriter without any true convincing performance!)...

if you're going along with your nu-met/hybrid prog you'll *have* to have some decks, if not just to disguise the lack of lyrical proficiency. The audience will be so wowed by your experimentality that they''ll forgot the last few bits.

Think of it:

Down on her lu- riter- riter- uck.


OOooooOOoo! add a big climatic electronica rifff to creschendo (ooh techy term) into the finale!

What? How dare you?! :-)

Though I probably shouldn't get too offended, I haven't contributed for a while now.

um, er, meant that in the nicest way of course, and in comparison to the omnipotent force that is JB.

Thought I was doing well, 3 posts and no sarcy comments, nevermind. <_<

Don't take it personally! It wasn't meant to be serious! :-)