#130

we’re heading for Venus.
maybe you’re seen us?

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#131

Oh my.

#132

This is obviously horrible all over, but I’m really irked at the geographic incorrectness of this

#134

:face_vomiting: urrrghhhhhhh :face_vomiting:

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#135

Ah fuck. I’ve got two Lexuses (Lexi?), no mean feat considering that they’re not widely sold in Texas. No Oriental lover for me.

#136

But Mr Fahrenheit doesn’t suggest an unusually high temperature either. Mr Hot, yes, but Mr Generic Measurement?

#137

He starts to shake he starts to cough
Just like the old man in that famous book by Nabakov

My three ages of above lyric appreciation.

12 to 17 : Lyrics are crap.
18 to 22 : Lyrics are deep. Sting is so clever and literary. He elevates pop music.
22 to now : Lyrics are crap.

#138

how did you feel between the ages of 17 and 18

#139

that New Order football one too

#140

That’s fair criticism, cheers.

#141

Obstacle 1 by Interpol is an absolute banger, but

Her stories are boring and stuff
She’s always calling my bluff

is objectively the worst rhyme ever written.

#142

Interpol are the absolute epitome of the band who tell on the supposed profundity of some of their lyrics with the rest of their lyrics.

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#143

Correct answer is : Bonehead’s Bank Holiday by Oasis.

#144

To be honest it’s not even really that hot. The line should read “200 degrees, that’s why they call me annoyingly not quite hot enough to make a cup of tea.”

#145

Can anything beat the classic Razorlight bon mot of:

I met a girl, she asked me my name.
I told her what it was.

Sheer banality, this generation’s Dylan!

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#146

good one

#147

It is one of my favourite bits of stupid

#148

i know because you this’d it when i posted it up there^

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#149

Ah, I am a fool

#150

:stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:

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