Lyrically Speaking (a word game)

[mal3volent]

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

gggggg g unit !

 

[TheLoveBandit]

bottle full of bub

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

 

[mal3volent]

Wish I could, I could've said goodbye
I would've said what I wanted to
Maybe even cried for you
If I knew it would be the last time
I would've broke my heart in two
Tryin' to save a part of you

 

[TheLoveBandit]

Wish I could

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

 

[DrAwkwArD_762]

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?

 

[mtu mwendawazimu]

Oh and you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show your world to me
In a boy's dream, in a boy's dream

Oh I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted,
The way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
Into me

 

[Asclepius]

We can all just take it down a few notches. I'll admit, in kicking this off I wasn't quite sure how to convey the 'rules' nor how they would actually function. It has been a learning experience along the way for us, and open to different interpretations (or an occasional off the wall quote from an unrelated song). Meh, we move on and try to nudge each other in a direction that we collectively agree makes sense without being too rigid about 'a game'.

As to the back and forth about mod duties and a friendlier staff...we ran out of free love-drugs for our staff a long time ago. Now, their just regular members like anyone else, but have volunteered for no pay to help police and clean up the messes when they occur, and to help out the members when they can by answering questions or pointing them to the right informaion if it is already available. In general, if someone feels like staff isn't doing a good job, they can @ someone from Sr. Staff to help talk about it, or start a PM with them, or even use our [email protected] address. We encourage staff to always be friendly and polite, but recognize that they are volunteers with good days and bad days just like everyone else, and aren't paid

Nothing was mentioned about staff being 'unfriendly', by me -so, I am a little confused about that.
Staff are generally, friendly imo.
I agree, the voluntary staff offers much to this site and site owners benefit greatly from this free contribution, no doubt - of course, they should be valued by you especially, and respected by us posters for the support they offer us, when they do.

My issue was with communication (this does not have to do with politeness/ personality/a business model of service) and monitoring of appropriate and HR communication - as a means of written/verbal exchange and important for imparting or, implementing the tenets of harm reduction, in relation to human welfare, across contexts; personal/social/cultural.

So for example; someone may have developed psychosis from taking a drug, not often known to cause such effects.​

*Poster/Staff member thinks this is a result of the individual's melodrama/vulnerability/lack of experience etc so communicates that they are deluded/over-reacting or invalidates their issue in some way, specifically due to the bias of their own personal philosophy or, the limited knowledge they have of this situation.​

*Rather than considering the person's welfare; as it pertains to them or, maintaining a reality of the fact that they too, are not expert or may be wrong. This type of miscommunication is harmful and it happens when there are no clear HR guidelines/reasons, explicitly implemented​

To paraphrase what you said, 'people interpret things in different ways' and for arbitrary matters, this is normal and usually, of no consequence. However, in relation to the well-being and welfare of posters/mods etc, there is less of a margin to be relaxed with, as it is someone's life, mental, emotional, social and physical health, that is at stake. This is why I seem to have made an indirect mountain out of a molehill, here. I hope that clears things somewhat.

 

[TheLoveBandit]

In a boy's dream, in a boy's dream

Now I tell you openly
You have my heart so don't hurt me
You're what I couldn't find

Totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me

Oh, my life
Is changing every day
In every possible way

And oh, my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
'Cause you're a dream to me
Dream to me

 

[TheLoveBandit]

Dream to me

I try to sleep
They're wide awake
They won't let me alone
They don't get paid to take vacations
Or let me alone
They spy on me
I try to hide
They won't let me alone
They persecute me
They're the judge and jury all in one

'Cause they're waiting for me
Looking for me
Every single night
(They're) driving me insane
Those men inside my brain

The dream police
They live inside of my head
The dream police they come
To me in my bed

The dream police
They're coming to arrest me

 

[mtu mwendawazimu]

I try to sleep
They're wide awake

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

On my own, here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own, here we go

 

[mal3volent]

in my room

There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now it's dark and I'm alone
But I won't be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room

 

[TheLoveBandit]

In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room

Please tell me you were listening to the original, and not a cover.

= = =

Do the honor to me
Don't you know I like to bite
Get to the view
Closer to you
You're driving me crazy, crazy for you

Second time you moved me
It's time for us to Boom Boom
You can come right close to me
And feel the burning fire
All the time you got me
It's fine for us to boom boom
If you see the spark in me
And feel my strong desire

Boom Boom Boom
Let's go back to my room
So we can do it all night
And you can make me feel right

 

[mal3volent]

Yep, the original

It's time for us to Boom Boom

I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try to copy my swagger
I'm on that next shit now
I'm so 3008
You so 2000 and late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

 

[mtu mwendawazimu]

On those Saturdays when kids go out and play,
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze,
Wasn't faded, not jaded
Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination.
All this, I seek,
I find I push the envelope to the line,
Make it, break it, take it
Until I'm overrated.

Click, click boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo,
Hear me on the radio,
Click, click boom.
I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild.
Click, click boom
I'm on the radio station touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.

 

[ChemicallyEnhanced]

On those Saturdays when kids go out and play,
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze,
Wasn't faded, not jaded
Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination.
All this, I seek,
I find I push the envelope to the line,
Make it, break it, take it
Until I'm overrated.

Click, click boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo,
Hear me on the radio,
Click, click boom.
I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild.
Click, click boom
I'm on the radio station touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.

Boom, boom, boom, boom
I want you in my room
We'll spend the night together
Together in my room

 

[TheLoveBandit]

We'll spend the night together

Oh, what a night
Late December back in '63
What a very special time for me
As I remember what a night

Oh, what a night
You know I didn't even know her name
But I was never gonna be the same
What a lady, what a night

Oh, I got a funny feeling
When she walked in the room
And I, as I recall
It ended much too soon

Oh, what a night
Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me
She was everything I dreamed she'd be
Sweet surrender, what a night

I felt a rush
Like a rolling bolt of thunder
Spinning my head around
And taking my body under
(Oh what a night)

 

[Rectify]

Arms Around Each Other's Back.
You Know That I Liked You, Jack.
And All The Other 19 Year Olds Who Posed.
Another Care, A Coca Cola.
Don't You Ever Call Me, 'Mom.'
Freckles Dancing In The Sand.
I'm Nothing But A Mystery.
Spirit Streaming Throughout The Stars And The Seven Seas.
Don't You Know That Stan's The Man?
And Is, In Fact, My Biggest Fan.

 

[TheLoveBandit]

Freckles Dancing In The Sand.

She was seaside sittin', just a smokin' and a drinkin' on ringside,
On top of the world, oh, yeah
She had her drink in her hand she had her toes in the sand and whoa,
What a beautiful girl, ah, yeah
What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can turn your head around
Creatures from the sea with the look to me like she'd like to fool around
What a snappy little mammy gonna keep her pappy happy
And accompany me to the ends of the earth, ah, yeah that't what I said

Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl
Ah, yeah beautiful girls
Well, I'm a bum in the sun and I'm having fun
And I know you know I got no special plans (special plans)
All the bills are paid I got it made in the shade
And all I nee, nee, need is the woman
What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can turn your head around
Creatures from the sea with the looks to me like she'd like to fool around
Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl
Ah, yeah beautiful girls (woo come this way)

 

[TheLoveBandit]

All the bills are paid I got it made in the shade

Well now a couple hours past and I was sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
And so I turned on the TV and flipped it over to the news
And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend
I saw a preacher man in cuffs, he'd taken money from the church
He'd stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But even still I can't say much because I know we're all the same
Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
We got bills to pay, we got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free
Oh no we can't slow down, we can't hold back
Though you know we wish we could
Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

 

[Juniper Bruhmomentius]

no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

We're all going to Hell, we may as well go out in style
Death is a promise, and your life is a fucking lie

We will never sleep, 'cause sleep is for the weak
And we will never rest, 'til we're all fucking dead
We will never sleep, 'cause sleep is for the weak
And we will never rest, 'til we're all fucking dead