The Lyric game

Cryin', that's all I seem to do
Drinkin' on this waterfront alone, without you
I'm jobless now and not sure how I'll mend
Oh dear lord, this does look like the end (heh, my first lyric!)

Diamonds
Green
Peak
Time

This is fun!

They shine like angry diamonds
A green fire burns inside
Right to the peak of violence
But with time they will subside

Fear
House
North
Fire

In a state of fear
The house of the dead shall hear
The wild clamors from north and south they stand
With fire in their eyes and blood on their hand

For
You
Commit
Great

My life for the clouds above
You , the statement of my lines
Never commit to the sounds
For the great tragedy within

Grow
Mow
Till
Hung

Grow, my little song, grow, like a beautiful and useless weed

That stands alone, that none could mow, not to be sung
(na, to be sung)
Till all the words are blown away, the tune has gone to seed
(ya, gone to seed)

William Hung--our next contestant--to sing ,The Dandelion Song

Hum :oops:

caution
fence
strap
gone

And behold! There before me was a sign reading "Caution"
Hanging from the weathered fence, piercing the distortion
Of the blazing heat that burned my skin like a strap across the back
And then I knew that she was gone, and finally I turned back

Alone
Paper
Garden
Shoes

Well i,m alone on Christmas Eve
wrapping paper all around
Billy Jo called from her southern garden
This year I'll send her the other shoe...

Life

Short

Call

Now

What a wonderful life, a blunderful day!
Cut happily short by some foul ups at work,
Can you hear the call of Martin, a nice Ovation?
Plug in your amp now, and baby get back to work.

Ghost Rider :(

What a wonderful life, a blunderful day!
Cut happily short by some foul ups at work,
Can you hear the call of Martin, a nice Ovation?
Plug in your amp now, and baby get back to work.

Ghost Rider :(

You're not finished yet, Ghost Rider! What four words does the next person have to use?

She said "You're not finished yet" but the Ghost Rider was gone.
"What four words does the next person have to use?" echoed through the park and lasted till dawn.
Then came a roar of thunder that no one could see
And a voice from the sky said the next for words shall be:

Lascivious

Perdition

Confrontational

Brie

Lascivious! You're so lascivious. Ya jam with us, lassy!
The band's called Perdition,we do a white trash rendition,
of Sir Psycho Sexy, (as confrontational as this can be,)
Brie and crackers in the fridge, grab a coupla' Buds too.

See
You
Next
Month

The Ghost Rider 8)

Come over to my house and see what I saw
Come hurry to my house, you can't be late
Next door they are waiting to call in the law
And its been a whole month since I last saw my date

rubber
baby
buggy
bumpers