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Current Music: Simple Plan - When I'm Gone

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WTF is up with the new Simple Plan album (video for the single if you just want a taste). It sounds like they ate a backstreet boy or something. I kinda like it anyway. Or, am amused by it at least.

Weird.

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I completely agree with your assessment.

It's like they took a backstreet boys song about breaking up, added instruments, and then took the graphics from Karaoke Revolution to the whole band bits.

lol.

Yeah, that was pretty much my assessment, like the backstreet boys, except with actual music in it.

I can't figure out why I keep listening but apparently it is compelling to me. o.O;

Well they are still cute and tasty. Perhaps its morbid curiosity.

Yes they are.
Perhaps, perhaps.

Now don't go bringing Cake into it. That'll just confuse everyone and make the world have one tune.

*g*

(Perrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhaps.)

:O You did it. Now we're all going to have to wear short skirts and long jackets.

But at least we're going the distance.

...we're going for speed.

Ah, but we're building a religion, and building it bigger.

At least we're not commissioning a symphony in C which defies all earthly descriptions.

Ah, but at first I was afraid, I was petrified.

(*G*)

Who's gonna steal the show? You know baby it's the guitar man.

Well I won't be soothed over like, smoothed over like milk, silk, a bedspread or a quilt.

Sheep go to heaven, goats... go to hell.

There's a long line of cars, trying to get through. (I will winzors! Or run out of cake. Whichever comes first.)

Zeus was a womaniiiiiizer, always on the make, but Hera usually punished her that Zues was one to take. When you sleep, where do your fingers go?

Still I build my towers high, I watch them pierce the blue, blue sky. Still I wallow in this mire, still I burn this earthen fire.

Say it all, say it all, say somebody, has got to say it all.

He's got a gold watch. She's got a silk dress And healthy breasts
That bounce on his Italian leather sofa.

Ahh, but sad songs and waltzes arent' selling this year.

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