your Favorate: HAPPY SONGS

Mine is:

"Love Today"

Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di

Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today.
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today.
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.

I've been crying for so long,
Fighting tears just to carry on,
But now, but now, it's gone away.

Hey girl why can't you carry on,
Is it 'cause you're just like your mother,
A little tight, like to tease for fun,
Well you ain't gonna tease no other,
Gonna make you a lover.

Everybody's gonna love today,
love today, love today.
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Girl in the blue with the big bust on,
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone
Momma, momma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock.

Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said,
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.

Carolina sits on ninety five
Give her a dollar and she'll make you smile.

Hook her, book her, nook her, walk away!

Girl dresses like a kid for fun,
Licks her lips like they're something other,
Tries to tell you life has just begun,
But you know she's getting something other
Than the love from her mother

Everybody's gonna love today,
Love today, love today
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.

Girl in the blue with the big bust on,
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone
Momma, momma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock.

I said,
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said,
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.

Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di.....

Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.

Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di.....

 

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Shiny happy people. da da da da da daaaa shiny happy people...

 

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That song kills me, lol. I'm not big on happy songs, but i am in love with Fred Astaire - Cheek to Cheek


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=185qYmzRluk

Heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek

Heaven, Im in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gamblers lucky streak
When were out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek

Oh I love to climb a mountain
And reach the highest peak
But it doesnt thrill (boot) me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek

Oh I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But I dont enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek

(come on and) dance with me
I want my arm(s) about you
That (those) charm(s) about you
Will carry me through...

(right up) to heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)
Out together dancing cheek to cheek

 

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Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow
til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
Probably never even saw it comin - too busy bullshittin
Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The feds and the punk, po-lice pointin pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong cause I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin in the drug house
what was supposed to be a easy hit - now shit is flipped
cause niggaz died over bullshit - it's not my dream
I'm seein pictures of a broken man, no witnesses
Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents
in our prime live a life of crime, though it ain't logical
We hobble through these tryin times, livin blind
Lord help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to grow?
And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love
to the thugs in heaven I'll see you there
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned
Help you make it through the storm
My words to my first born, feel me

.. My words to my first born
.. My words to my first born

Since my very first day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a child would make my life worse
And though it hurt me there was no distortion
Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions
Quiet your soul, cause you know what you had to do
And so did victims of a world they never came to
I understand it's a better day comin
Sometimes cats be sleepin on the dead end
drivin with the car runnin blinded
Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent and unborn
All the babies that died up on the table
Wasn't able to breathe, cause the family wasn't able
Can't - blame her I would do the same
All I could give it was my debt and my last name
Cause in the game things change livin up and down
This hard life got me walkin with my head down
Flashin frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
But I'll never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
My words to my first born, feel me

.. My words to my first born
.. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born
.. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga

Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era
A nigga's too real, now see shit too clear
See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt
(What else is it dawg?)
The velvet and the silk, and makin sure my kittens got they milk
(Hoo!) Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at this
Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
Ain't no question is it? Above the Law hustlers
If it's related to chips, homey we'll handle ya

Yo..
Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go 'round
So only 'ssociate yourself with paper chasers
and niggaz that's truly down - and keep God first
And give thanks for the good times, as well as when it hurts
It's player haters every corner you hit
Touchin their tits, hella thick, tryin to get you for yo' grip
I know you stressed out and fed up
But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up
You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon' change
Above the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap game
And we done lived a long hard life
And we done shed so many tears under these bright lights
Y'all, although we grew up, corrupted and scorned
We still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born

What you gon' tell your kids nigga?
Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down?
These my words to my motherfuckin first born
so they can know, y'knahmean? Hehehe
Ain't nuttin but a motherfuckin rider, Wessyde 'til I die
That's all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand they deal a motherfucker
I just played to win, just played to win
Motherfucker gotta bet agains the odds..

 

Happy Songs?...my personal favorite is "Shit List" by L7 from the "Natural Born Killers" soundtrack:

When I get mad,
When I get pissed,
I grab a pen,
and I write out a list,
of all the people that won't be missed,
You made my shit-list.

For all the ones
who put me out,
For all the ones
who filled my head with doubt,
for all the ones
who got me pissed.
You made my shit-list.

Shit-list...(repeat as necessary)

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Haji was a punk
Just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble
'Til he started up his oi band
Safe in the garage
Or singing in the tub
Till Haji went too far
And he plugged in at the pub
'Twas a cold Christmas Eve
When Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint
And to nick a back of crisps
Trevor liked the music
But not the unity
He unwound Haji's turban
And he knocked him to his knees
If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
Haji was a bloody mess
He ran out thru the crowd
He said "We'll meet again,
We are bloody, not unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff
And told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof
Down at 20 Oxford street
If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
On the roof with the nun chucks
Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like that guy in Indiana Jones
Police sirens wailing,
A bloody dying man
Haji was alone
And abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading
And still so full of hate
When the skins left him there
And went down the fire escape (Oi! Oi!)
But then Haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
Then repelled down the roof
With the rest of the turban
And went back to the pub
Where they bought each other bourbon
If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

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Anathema to me.

That is, before I discovered the Go! Team:

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

God, I heart The Go! Team.

 

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SHINESS IS NIIIIICE BUT SHINESS CAN STOP YOU FROM DOING ALL THE THINGS IN LIFE YOU'D LIKE TOOOOOO

SO IF THERE'S SOMETHING YOU'D LIKE TO TRYYYY
SO IF THERE'S SOMETHING YOU'D LIKE TO TRYYYY
ASK ME I WONT SAY NO HOW COULD IIIIII


this song is so kinky

 

And one of The Smiths' happier songs. They didn't really do happy, as a rule.

 

The Smith's are awesome.

"Sweetness...sweetness I was only joking when I said, by right you should be bludgeoned in your head."

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i think they have one or two happy songs
i love the smiths/morrisey... a lot of people do, because we feel like kids who don't belong

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Or...

Because we just like good, intelligently-crafted music.

God, they were special though.

 

very special
makes you wonder...

 

What?

I remember it all like it was yesterday: Morrissey on Top of the Pops, gladioli in his back pocket, pretending to machine-gun all the jocks and jockesses (to use the handy American terminology) in the audience.

The music world was pretty boring at the time and then, suddenly, it was all so wonderfully Us and Them.

 

makes me wonder a lot of things, like does it take being in torment to write good music? where has all the good music go, why do the sad people turn to the dark side and do emo? why do I relate so much to his music if I am nothing like that?

 

Walkin on Sunshine, Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah, and my favorite...

Happiest Girl in the Whole USA

Good morn-in' morning, hello sunshine
Wake up sleep-y head
Why'd we move that bo-jan-gle clock
So far a-way from the bed
Just one more minute
That's why we moved it
One more hug or two
Do you love wakin' up next to me
As much as I love wakin' up next to you

You make the coffee, I'll make the bed
I'll fix your lunch and you fix mine
Now tell me the truth
Do those old shoes look funny, honey
It's almost time
Now you be careful, gotta go
I love you, have a beautiful day
And kiss the happiest girl
In the whole U.S.A.

Chorus:
Skip-a-dee - doo-dah
Thank you, Lord, for making him for me
And thank you for letting life turn out
The way that I always thought it could be
There once was a time
When I could not imagine
How it would feel, to say
I'm the happiest girl
In the whole U.S.A.

 

[Verse 1: Maino]
Yo, I'm from where, you might not make it to see 25
Get the wrong judge? You might see 25
It hurts here - hard to sleep through nights
Need a gun & a good set of eyes just to get through life (damn)
From where dudes stand around the corners & pump rocks
To make it off the street, all depends on your jumpshot (word)
The drugs, the fiends, the pimps, the hoes
& what you call the slums, I call home (I'm home)
The funerals, the tears, little girls with kids
The murals of the friends that we lost through the years (we miss you)
Kids can't learn 'cause school is overcrowded
But they got cells for 'em though they say it's overcrowded (it's crazy)
I can't lie, take a look around, it's hell here (it's hell here)
But somethin' keeps me grounded 'cause Lord I'm still here (I'm here)
The love I feel is hard to explain
I could live anywhere but nothing's the same as

[Chorus: Maino (little kids)]
(My hood) everything ain't peaches & cream in (my hood)
My Hood Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com
Even though it ain't much it's (my hood)
Take a look what you seen in (my hood)
'Cause I ain't gon' ever give up on (my hood)
Maybe I'm just too stuck in (my hood)
'Cause I ain't gon' turn my back on (my hood)
Come through, I get love from (my hood)
'Cause I'm gon' always come back to (my hood)

[Verse 2: Maino]
Where I seen my man die in front of me (Curtis!)
Seen my pops get high right in front of me
Cops said somebody said I had a gun on me
I guess that's why they keep me while I had the cuffs on me
Around here ain't no hope for each other
'Cause up the block somebody sold dope to my mother
Please tell me how we 'posed to recover
When them gunshots touch more people than them songs from Usher (yeah)
And it don't help seein' all my men get burried
We should've RIOT when them pigs killed Timothy Stansbury
Everybody's on parole or probation
Or on the run or just caught court cases
Hustlers & con artists & narc faces
On the same strip chickenheads is car chasin' (what up?)
Deep down, know it's a better place to be
But still, I can't seem to get myself to leave

[Chorus: Maino (little kids)]

[Verse 3: Maino]
You might just speak with a different slang
But 'round the world every hood is the same (the same)
The dice games, the projects, the cars, & the corner stores
The barber shops, weed spots, & the liquor stores (yeah)
Niggas bring them bikes out in the summer time (haha!)
The hood is a bitch but dawg, she's fun at times (uh huh)
Everybody plays ball or they tryna rhyme
My homie just came home for the hundredth time
At night time mami, get yo' kid (whoa)
'Cause when them shells start flyin', don't let 'em hit yo' kid
Petty thieves & stick-up kids, drug businesses
Sluts suck any dick they get (oh)
Young girls with men names tattooed on 'em
With all this AIDS & shit, can't go raw in 'em
Look dawg, my son is my life, when I'm done with my life
The only place that I'd rather die is

[Chorus: Maino (little kids)]

 

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hmmm...

Toss up between Hocus Pocus by those crazy Danish bastids Focus
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oXPAR2QBv-0&mode=related&search=
High speed yodelling, baby !

Edgar Winter's Frankenstein
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yg-lP6KpfPI
Dig Ed the Albino groovin' on synth, sax and drums...

And Frank Zappa's City of Tiny Lights
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9otVXZv-2U4
Talkin' 'bout dem tiny cookies...
Dat the peoples eat