Horrible Lines in Songs

[Charlie Nakatestes, Japanese Golfer]

The city is dark but we're not scared
 Wrapped up in each other
 Making loving out of nothing like the air supplier said

[ggw]

Originally posted by markie:
  Leave Rhett alone, he is going on honymoon tomorrow... Have fun.
 

Belated congrats, Rhett & Celeste.
 
 Have fun in Europe.

[markie]

Oh and this
 
 Lady Came from Baltimore - by Johnny Cash
 I usually love Johnny Cash ... if you can't make it rhyme just use the
 same word.
 
 "The lady's name was Susan Moore, her daddy read the law.
 She didn't know that I was poor, and lived outside the law.
 Her daddy said I was a thief and didn't marry her for love.
 But I was Susan's true belief, and I married her for love"
 Johnny didn't write it, but he chose to sing it.

[Charlie Nakatestes, Japanese Golfer]

Thanks...
 
 At least now we will know that GGW is the master imposter, and not me.
 
 

Originally posted by ggw:
   

Originally posted by markie:
  Leave Rhett alone, he is going on honymoon tomorrow... Have fun.
 

Belated congrats, Rhett & Celeste.
 
 Have fun in Europe. [/b]

[ggw]

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
 At least now we will know that GGW is the master imposter, and not me.
 

Huh?
 
 How will we know that?

[markie]

I thought
 
 Celeste,
 
 Art School girl
 
 Dandy 01
 
 was the master imposter. you always Fuck it up by posting the wrong thing under the wrong name.

[Charlie Nakatestes, Japanese Golfer]

Well perhaps we won't know that you are any kind of imposter.
    But those wishing to prove they are not a figment of my imgination should post away while I am gone, since I won't see this board for 2+ weeks.
 
 

Originally posted by ggw:
   

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
 At least now we will know that GGW is the master imposter, and not me.
 

Huh?
 
 How will we know that? [/b]

[jadetree]

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
  Well perhaps we won't know that you are any kind of imposter.
    But those wishing to prove they are not a figment of my imgination should post away while I am gone, since I won't see this board for 2+ weeks.
 
   

Originally posted by ggw:
   

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
 At least now we will know that GGW is the master imposter, and not me.
 

Huh?
 
 How will we know that? [/b]

[/b]

I am sure the Black Nerd will be posting from an Internet Cafe in Spain

[markie]

And Henry Dark from a nude beach in France....

[Charlie Nakatestes, Japanese Golfer]

I have lost the passwords for the Instigator and Henry Dark.
 
 I was never the Black Nerd to begin with.
 
 I find it curious that an occasional post does pop up by the Instigator, but it's not me....must be we still have the occasional imposter.
 
 Why doesn't this new board have the option to post pictures as part of your profile?

[ggw]

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
  I won't see this board for 2+ weeks.
 

Sounds like a honeymoon for all of us...

[nkotb]

I have to agree with you, Markie.
 
 Take, for instance, this gem from Train:
 
 Well she wants to live her life
 Then she thinks about her life
 Pulls her hair back as she screams
 I don't really wanna live this life
 
 

Originally posted by markie:
  anytime a word is used to rhyme with itself is rather painful.
 
 I am just a sk8er boi, I said see yer later boi....
 
 An old favourite is  I am serious as cancer when I say rhythm is a dancer
 
 A new one is, we have got 200 sofas.

[nkotb]

Oh, and since I haven't been around much lately...
 
 I'm digging the new board, and congrats Rhett & Celeste.  Have fun on the honeymoon!

[walkman]

Yes, I second Markie.  Repeated rhymes can destroy even the best of songs once they get in your head.  One of my formerly favorite Wilco songs (A Shot In The Arm, off of Summerteeth) â??
 
 We fell in love in the key of C,
 We walked alone, down by the sea.
 
 ARRGHHHH!  How could they do this to me?

[walkman]

Originally posted by jadetree:
 
 2 - Mclusky
 "got more songs than a song convention"

That happens to be one of my favorite lines from one of the best-written songs by a Welsh post-punk trio ever.