Today's song stuck in my head

[Gamplayerx]

Thank Fark for musical flashbacks!

Come rock with me, Gamp!

I can't watch that old stuff, I'm too busy with this!
http://www.youtube.com/v/4RJqaHHPDTM

[Beefy]

Thank Fark for musical flashbacks!

Come rock with me, Gamp!

I can't watch that old stuff, I'm too busy with this!
http://www.youtube.com/v/4RJqaHHPDTM

Hooray!  November 1st can't get here soon enough!  I wish Neko actually toured with them.  Two of the best songs on the new disc are hers.

[Beefy]

Speaking of great Letterman performances, stick with this one...

http://www.youtube.com/v/5oHhTk51Yws

[Gamplayerx]

I've not heard of them before.  Reminds me of someone - but I'm blanking.

[Beefy]

http://www.youtube.com/v/Lqb5EcU65IQ

[Bennyhana]

http://www.youtube.com/v/Lqb5EcU65IQ

They wanted so badly to be Led Zepplin, but they were so much closer to Poison.

[Beefy]

http://www.youtube.com/v/lTALUxk9gdo

[DownSouth]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsETamxkT9E

[Jessie]

Where did THIS come from?  SHoot me.

http://youtube.com/watch/v/vmz8ygxruoc

[Beefy]

I woke up with a Backstreet Boys song in my head the other day.  I feel your pain.

[DownSouth]

I woke up with a Backstreet Boys song in my head the other day.  I feel your pain.

I bet you had serious morning wood.

[Beefy]

I woke up with a Backstreet Boys song in my head the other day.  I feel your pain.

I bet you had serious morning wood.

Nah, your mom had me pretty worn out.

Now, this.

http://www.youtube.com/v/CDPZPX1htoE

[Alice]

http://www.youtube.com/v/5WKa83iK7R4

[DownSouth]

I woke up with a Backstreet Boys song in my head the other day.  I feel your pain.

I bet you had serious morning wood.

Nah, your mom had me pretty worn out.

Did she call you nifty and make you try on pants?

[Gamplayerx]

http://www.youtube.com/v/5WKa83iK7R4

I liked that movie.  I know, I'm lame.

[Beefy]

http://www.youtube.com/v/5WKa83iK7R4

I liked that movie.  I know, I'm lame.

I recognized the girl, but not the scene.  What's it from.

I think the girl's name is Nicky Lively.

[Jessie]

That sounds like a porn star name.

[Gamplayerx]

http://www.youtube.com/v/5WKa83iK7R4

I liked that movie.  I know, I'm lame.

I recognized the girl, but not the scene.  What's it from.

I think the girl's name is Nicky Lively.

It's Teen Witch.  And she's Robyn Lively, not Nicky.  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098453/

[Beefy]

I already looked it up.  You didn't satisfy my curiosity fast enough.  Do better next time.

[Gamplayerx]

I shall lay prostrate in the corner and chastise myself muchly.

[Beefy]

You stay away from my prostate!

[DownSouth]

http://www.youtube.com/v/5WKa83iK7R4

I liked that movie.  I know, I'm lame.

I recognized the girl, but not the scene.  What's it from.

I think the girl's name is Nicky Lively.

It's Teen Witch.  And she's Robyn Lively, not Nicky.  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098453/

I've seen that movie too many times.  That dude rapping sounds like Mario Van Peebles rapping in Heartbreak Ridge.

[Mr. Ubiquity]

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here


I was born for dying


Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Back to the front.

[Beefy]

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here


I was born for dying


Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Back to the front.

It's always happy, rosy music with you.

[Mr. Ubiquity]

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here


I was born for dying


Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun


Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman


Back to the front.

It's always happy, rosy music with you.

you know it.