By FITSNews || No reason for this song today … really …
No reason at all.
;)
Oh baby don’t it feel like heaven right now
Don’t it feel like something from a dream
Yeah I’ve never known nothing quite like this
Don’t it feel like tonight might never be again
We know better than to try and pretend
Baby no one coulda ever told me ’bout this
I said yeah yeah
Chorus
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
Well yeah I might have chased a couple women around
All it ever got me was down
Then there were those that made me feel good
But never as good as I’m feeling right now
Baby you’re the only one that’s ever known how
To make me wanna live like I wanna live now
I said yeah yeah
Chorus
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
Oh don’t let it kill you baby, don’t let it get to you
Don’t let it kill you baby, don’t let it get to you
I’ll be your bleedin’ heart, I’ll be your cryin’ fool
Don’t let this go too far
Don’t let it get to you
Previously …
Nine Inch Nails – Piggy
Pearl Jam – “Alive”
U2 – “Where The Streets Have No Name”
B.O.B. – “Nothing On You”
Led Zeppelin – “Misty Mountain Hop”
Weezer – “Put Me Back Together”
Smashing Pumpkins – “Geek, U.S.A.”
Monster Magnet – “Negasonic Teenage Warhead”
Yeasayer – “Ambling Alp”
Owl City – “Hot Air Balloon”
LL Cool J – “Mama Said Knock You Out”
By yarrrrr May 26, 2010 at 7:28 pm
Greatest stalker song ever…
By drillbabydrill! May 26, 2010 at 11:31 pm
Waiting? Sometimes the vulture just says “Fuck it – I’m going down there and killing something.” Make your move and get it over with.
By drillbabydrill! May 26, 2010 at 11:32 pm
It was between that and a Heinz Ketchup analogy…
By Mike Honcho May 27, 2010 at 1:24 am
What is there to wait for? That you are a sold out shell of a fraud. Your friend Mike Honcho’s been saying that for years. Even better, there is proof. Each and every post you put up.
You’ve been posing for a movement that people better than you have been building for years and imagining the enemies you’ve allegedly earned from speaking the “truth.” It’s easy to talk that talk from behind a computer. But c’mon, when you were a player in the game, you went to the front of the corruptible line. This little website is really just a convenient way for the insiders to gossip.
Here’s how the Honchmeister (I’ve given myself a cool nickname that I pretend other people have been calling me for years) sees this playing out. You probably have some cool email where Nikki says something very complimentary to you that if one dislikes Nikki already, you’ll believe will be the “proof.”
Naturally, you’ll drag this out because you are the biggest attention whore this side of Heidi Montag. But the expectation you think you’re building will only damage the impact of the dripping water pistol you call a smoking gun. It’s called fatigue, so time is not really your friend.
I am throwing down the gauntlet. We’re all about the outcomes in this world. If your active imagination, penchant for overdramtization, creative wording, and the mountain of proof that you swear you have doesn’t bring Nikki Haley to a tearful confession before June 8th, then you should shut this site down. You have been telling us for years that you “drive the debate” and “beat candidates” when you’ve never done either. This is your “Hail Mary” meets “Mission Statement” showdown and it will not meet expectations. And you still won’t be that rock star/kingmaker/icon you’ve pretended you are. You’ll just be a pudgy, middle-aged wannabe with a Peyton mancrush and backwards hats to show us how cool you would be if it was 1993.
Of course, I’m a giver and I am giving you a more realistic “Tuneage” of the day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XEItv7eCvQ&feature=related
By Nyet May 27, 2010 at 8:37 pm
brrrring brrrrring…Fits Tuneage Request Line, may I help you?
The Pretenders: The Adultress
I’m the adultress
But I didn’t want to be and I’m convenient
And I make good tea
I stand accused
Of the worst crime in history
That’s my mystery
I’m the adultress
I go to the park
With a bag of crumbs for the birds
That’s where we meet without words
He takes my hand
And stares into the wood
There’s nothing to understand
It’s understood
I’m the adultress
Look at the fool
Made up to go out
She’s desperate and lonely
But she’s puttin’ it about
Look at the spinster
Comin’ down off the shelf
She’s in love and she hates herself
Don’t try to stop me
Don’t get in my way
It’s too late
I’ve made my play
Does misery love company
I’ll be in the bar
You’ll find me
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00123HKNE/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=486539851&pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&pf_rd_t=201&pf_rd_i=B000HT38KS&pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_r=1MGG14ZA5B7WWGFYC9GD