SONG OF NOW

Alexander, our older brother,
set out for a great adventure.
He tore our images out of his pictures,
he scratched our names out of all his letters.

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!

Come on Alex, you can do it.
Come on Alex, there's nothin' to it.
If you want somethin' don't ask for nothin,
if you want nothin' don't ask for somethin'!

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
It's for your own good,
it's for the neighborhood!

Our older brother bit by a Vampire!
For a year we caught his tears in a cup.
And now we're gonna make him drink it.
Come on Alex don't die or dry up!

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
It's for your own good,
it's for the neighborhood!

When daddy comes home you always start a fight,
so the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights.
The police disco lights.
Now the neighbors can dance!
Look at 'em dance.

~The Arcade Fire, Neighborhood #2 (Laika)  ¶ 10:02:00 PM 0 comments

  BLOG DYING!

*CPR*

~mEh~  ¶ 9:59:00 PM 0 comments

  SUPER MILK CHAN!

Quick runthrough.

- Blah blah, week went well, everything peachy.

- Mall on Thursday was insane... or at least the car ride was.

- Soccer went okay till Kelly got hurt, then it just kinda fell apart... oh well.

- Fun party... yaddah yaddah... except for makeout hour on the couch. >_> Nyar.

- FMA = teh awesome.

- Tape Super Milk Chan tonight! It looks like the biproduct of some high Japanese dude... YES.

*runs*

~mEh~  ¶ 7:44:00 PM 0 comments

  SONG OF NOW

Go!!

So 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
when you look like that, do ya honey.

Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.

Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Well, so 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
with a face like that, do ya.

Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.

Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Oh yea. Oh yea. C'mon!
I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
Uh, be my girl.
Be my girl.
Are you gonna be my girl?!

~Jet, Are You Gonna Be My Girl?  ¶ 7:49:00 PM 0 comments

  SATELLITE SODA

ITS HERE, MOFOS.

~mEh~  ¶ 7:37:00 PM 0 comments