Think you know tunes? –

Here are some lyrics. Tell me the song!

Cry a river cosmic, moon in scorpio
Feel her body breathe, acid radio
Tell me that you like it, when Im going down!
Tell me that you like it, move to the speed of…     – Black Sunshine – White Zombie

All signs around around say move ahead
Will someone please
Explain to me
Your ever present lack of speed?
Are muscles bound by ropes?
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say, the road is clear,
The street signs point the way.           – A Certain Shade of Green – Incubus

…If I get it all down on paper it’s no longer
Inside of me threatening the life it belongs to.
And I feel like I’m naked in front of a crowd
‘Cause these words are my diary screaming out loud
And I know that you’ll use them however you want to.      – Breath (2AM) – Anna Nalick

I’m not loving you
The way I wanted to.
What I had to do, had to run from you.
I’m in love with you, but the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me on the way home.
So you’ll never know. Never never know…
Never know enough, till it’s over love.
Till we loose control, system overload
Screaming no no no no no.                – Love Lockdown – Kanye West

This is the life you lead, you’re so sentimental
Hold your tongue, you gotta keep it inside
But you gotta be so damn sentimental
Too sensitive, I gotta keep it inside.           – Growing – Primer 55

These streets hold my deepest days
This ‘hood taught me golden ways
Made me. (Truly this is what made me)
Break me. (Now this things gonna break me).

In dreams I see myself flying
Closer to the sun and I’m climbing
Try to touch the sun, but the brightness burned my eyes.
Unconcious or am I concious?
Fell from the sky like a star.
Sometimes I feel as though I’m frozen in heaven.

Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines in my face getting clearer.
The past is gone, it went by like dusk till dawn.
Isn’t that the way,
Everybody’s got their dues in life to pay?

Oh sir do not distress,
The food is fine.
Oh but I must confess: I do find the wine a wee bit dry.
Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rye.
Drink and the devil have done for the rest
She’s sunk full fathom, five five five!

Down to the earth I fell,
With dripping wings, heavy things won’t fly.
And the sky might catch on fire and burn the axis of the world
That’s why I prefer a sunless sky
To the glittering and stinging in my eyes.

Oh, I’m workin’ harder then a hundred black mules down in Mexico:
No water, no cloud, no cover
From the hotter then hell, no dinner bell
Empty oven again from another bad opinion.
Who doesn’t want the cars, money, fame, attention, bars, honeys,
games, attention, stars.
Funny how we say we don’t need it
Then turn around and try to achieve it.