So all you have to do is add a verse or part verse from one of your fave tunes and together we'll make musical magic. It needs to make sense so try and make your verse fit with the end of the previous one.
I'll get it started:
"Batten up the hatches, here comes the cold I can feel it creeping, it's making me old, You give me so much..."
.........from the ice-age to the dole-age
There is but one concern, I have just discovered
I will kill again
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun . . .
Not going as well as it sounded? So turn the page on the day, walk away!
America is pregnant with promise and anticipation....
and it's all over now, Baby Blue
My name is known all over the world by all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
Everybody in love, go on put your hands up.
"Yes I think to myself..."
"...c###s are still running the world."
...and we don't care
tomorrow holds no promise, so live life while you can
Or do we just keep on pretending
And hope our luck is never ending
And I will always love youuuuuuuu!
Even though you're only 15
This young girl, this sweet thing, I just can't wait, No, I shouldtn't do this, she's almost jailbait!
SLAMMMMMMM dunk da funk!
Now twist that thing turn that thing work that thing i wanna hurt that thing
yeahhhhh rub on ya titties
But theyll never do the things that they wish that they could do so well..
let me clear my throat
heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy macarena!
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
nini, nana, naaaa
GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETAR!
but wait, the yeti no longer has a home! the trees are gone and nothing has grown
So if you want to join me for a while,
Just grab your hat, come travel light, that's hobo style
the revolution will not be televised
i'll choke you with my (pork) sword of silence
Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last.
gurgling bloody mess, I'm not a discharge, I'm not a loss in protein
I'm not a throbbing squirm
...but when it is all over and the sheets are creased
I will not be bothered that you aren't deceased
as this love we shared and those juices we drunk
won't make you a man, I'm w corpse! you plonk.
Whatever I said, whatever I did, I didn't mean it, I just want you back for good.
i'll see you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
son I'm 30 I only went with your mother cos shes dirty...
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