What is your theme song?
What is a song that represents who you are?

Korn's "Got the life", hands down. Lyrics here (http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/korn/gotthelife.html)

I think gimp.... err, john's should be Good Charlotte's "Clique" :whistling

Streetlight Manifesto - A Moment of Silence

uhh if ur sayin a song that suits ur life and stuff i hav to completely go with WELCOME TO MY LIFE- Simple plan

Any Barry White song really.

taking back sunday cute without the e (cut from the team)

Green Day - Boulivard of Broken Dreams. Cos thts wot my life is like :mf_grenad :vomit5:

Dont stop me now - Queen

if i was in Big Brother and i got to chose my Best bits song i would chose that

either 24 Hour Candy Machine by Lodger or Such Great Heights by The Postal Service

mbop, by hanson.

actually quite a few

Destineys child - girl
Pink- my Vietnam :sad1:
pink-respect (yeah)
Celine dion-wat goes around comes around (god thats funny)

and otha songs that im 2 lazy to put down, mostly songs like girl-kick-guys-ass sort of song cos its wat i do every day(and do it well i mite add)!! alot of guys r scared of me cos im intimitading and otha stuff like that. GO ME!!!

i get really sick and tired of boys up in my face

Pick up lines like "What's your sign" won't get
you anyplace
When me and all my girls go walking down the
street
It seems we can't go anywhere without a car that
goes "Beep-beep"

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now,

Mirror on the wall, damn I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys, I would make me
mine
When I pass you in a club, "Ooh, lala!" you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy, or your piece of
ass

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now

you can push me out the window ill just get back up u can run me ova wit ur 18 wheeler truck and i wont give a f**k

Somebody to Love- Queen

Thursday - Cross Out the Eyes

System of a down-B.Y.O.B.

how can that represent who you are?^^ explain it to me..

erm...something really random....bohemian rhopsody? i dunno, but any song that doesnt make sense would just suit me fine!

rx bandits - mastering the list, pretty much describes most ppls lives

Quarashi - "Straight Jacket"

http://www.lyricsdir.com/quarashi-straight-jacket-lyrics.html

Dennis Leary - A sshole

Big Balls by AC/DC.

This is a hard one...I'm gonna need to chose the most obsure song I can think of so anyone who reads this goes "huh?"...

Velocity Shift by Overseer

Yes, I know you know that one. Leave me alone, it's the best I could do under pressure. :Confuzzle

anything that is random and annoying

Do You Know the Muffin Man?

The Muffin Man? Who lives on Drewery Lane?

Banana Phone - Raffi :happy: Nah one of my favorite which would describe how I feel, not that the music is at all good but the lyrics make alot of sence. Bob Dylan - Blowin' in the wind.
http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/blowin.html

Others would be,
Bitter Sweet Symphony - The Verve.
http://www.lyricsdepot.com/the-verve/bitter-sweet-symphony.html
Prcelaine - Moby.
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/moby/porcelain.html

Errrrrrrr, linkin Park-numb, thats good, or maybe the final countdown. :happy:

Anything Jason Mraz

Any Linkin Park Song(if i had to chose it would be With you), or System of a down Revenga

99 Red Balloons-Goldfinger

Streetlight Manifesto - A Moment of Silence
Damn. **** you Rahx... I was going to say that actually... but I mean, you showed me Street Light so I guess it's yours....

http://www.alyon.org/generale/theatre/cinema/affiches_cinema/g/g-gol/ghostbusters(2).jpg

My theme song Ghost busters, or maybe it's the candy man theme tune i love that movie but i have always believed if it wasn't for that soundtrack it wouldn't be as popular the movie i mean.

Stein Um Stein
I have plans big plans
I'm going to build you a house
Every stone will be a tear
And you'll never move out again
Yeah I'm going to build a little house for you
with no windows no door
It'll be dark inside
No light will get in at all

Yeah I'll make you a home
And you are to be a part of it all

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
I'll always be with you

Without clothes without shoes
You watch me working
With your feet in cement
You brighten up the foundation
Outside there will be a garden
And no one will hear you scream

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
I'll always be with you

What a pounding what a hammering
Outside it's starting to get dark [1]
All of the nails stand at attention
when I ram them into your body-wood [2]

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
And nobody will hear you scream



Creepy, eh?

Freaky....Why the hell would you choose that!? I think we have a psycopath in the making...

Well, I have found myself relating to Eminems "Kill You" now and then... so I'd say he's normal

*backs out of the door slowly and locks it behind him* I'll send in a trained assasin to finish off whoever wins in you two.

hmm, moment of silence is a good one. i'd have to say mister jones by nofx.

Remember kids, Artist - Song
Funeral for a friend - Red is the new black
A Thorn for Every Heart - 99 with an anchor

:happy: i changed my mind
farse - hopscotch

wasanufatimewenausaferenusrrrrrrastain
wasyabahegtahen..
ha..
rowyaookinatdefoowityabuotundeaawityabootundaapiyl owsayin
wasyabahegtahen..
ha..
wasanufatimewenausaferenusrrrrrrastain
wasyabahegtahen....
rowyaookinatdefoowityabuotundeaawityabootundaapiyl ow
sayinwasyabahegtahen...
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares)
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares)
wasanufatimewenausaferenusrrrrrrastain
wasyabahegtahen..
ha..
rowyaookinatdefoowityabuotundeaawityabootundaapiyl owsayin
wasyabahegtahen..
ha..
wasanufatimewenausaferenusrrrrrrastain
wasyabahegtahen....
rowyaookinatdefoowityabuotundeaawityabootundaapiyl owsayin
wasyabahegtahen...
cus yuuu...treading softly tor a places at we live
(letsgo)
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares)
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares)
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares)
seenitwrellbefore(yobutawoochut)hearditathousandti mes(nobodycares at all)...

pretty much describes the crap that goes on in my head

the heretic anthem-slipknot
happy,determined,dig, and not falling mudvayne

Probably:
I'm not Okay (I promise) - My Chemical Romance
Because of You - Kelly Clarkson
Perfect - Simple Plan

us against the world-kicked in the head (if you havent heard it d/l it it rocks)
walkie talkie man-steriogram

Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth

Birth is always painful, Decaying in the womb trapped within this body
A bleeding human tomb gutted ***** lies dead emptied of the child
chewing on the cords its life line to this world afterbirth is flowing
The stench is overwhelming
My body, growing stronger, my pain turns to torture
Severing its bloodline
A butchered infant carcass
Meat from the unborn, the freshest kills
Chopped up children bathing in blood
Contoured and festering I rot in disgust
Re-generation of my body
Mother ripped apart
Smashing in her face
My knife cutting holes, ****ing her remains
Esophogus carved out
Crushing cartilage
Bile oozing from punctures in your liver
Riping meat within
Chewing in intestine
Bladder spurting urine, sight of defecation now grow infection
The child ripped to shreads
Drinking its excretions
Zombification ejaculation over mutilation
On the Mothers body hacked into pieces
The sludges from my cock gives her life once again
Sewing the remains of the child deep within her
Reborn through evil
My torture known throughout Hell
Heed to his calling, the demons await my next kill
Carnage is my fetish
Body cavities scraped of guts
Brains seeping from cracks as my axe continues to hack

lovely song

Stein Um Stein
I have plans big plans
I'm going to build you a house
Every stone will be a tear
And you'll never move out again
Yeah I'm going to build a little house for you
with no windows no door
It'll be dark inside
No light will get in at all

Yeah I'll make you a home
And you are to be a part of it all

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
I'll always be with you

Without clothes without shoes
You watch me working
With your feet in cement
You brighten up the foundation
Outside there will be a garden
And no one will hear you scream

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
I'll always be with you

What a pounding what a hammering
Outside it's starting to get dark [1]
All of the nails stand at attention
when I ram them into your body-wood [2]

Stone by stone I wall you in
Stone by stone
And nobody will hear you scream



Creepy, eh?

lol, Ramstein, nice one

mine's gotta be Dreams by Van Halen

The Tetris Music. the original tetris music from the gb version

Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth

Birth is always painful, Decaying in the womb trapped within this body
A bleeding human tomb gutted ***** lies dead emptied of the child
chewing on the cords its life line to this world afterbirth is flowing
The stench is overwhelming
My body, growing stronger, my pain turns to torture
Severing its bloodline
A butchered infant carcass
Meat from the unborn, the freshest kills
Chopped up children bathing in blood
Contoured and festering I rot in disgust
Re-generation of my body
Mother ripped apart
Smashing in her face
My knife cutting holes, ****ing her remains
Esophogus carved out
Crushing cartilage
Bile oozing from punctures in your liver
Riping meat within
Chewing in intestine
Bladder spurting urine, sight of defecation now grow infection
The child ripped to shreads
Drinking its excretions
Zombification ejaculation over mutilation
On the Mothers body hacked into pieces
The sludges from my cock gives her life once again
Sewing the remains of the child deep within her
Reborn through evil
My torture known throughout Hell
Heed to his calling, the demons await my next kill
Carnage is my fetish
Body cavities scraped of guts
Brains seeping from cracks as my axe continues to hack


omg....okay, I'm sorry...but that's your theme song???!! It that a real song....? :blink:

Yes its Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth

Time of Your Life - Green Day.

Trouble - Coldplay.

wonderboy-tenacious d :D

there is this one song about this one thing that talks about this one stuff and it basicly represents my life by not existing properly... oh ya, im dont exist, like you mom and her cousin

No. >:|

alkaline trio - a standard break from life

My theme song, hm... Maybe either Bohemian Rhapsody or "We Like The Moon" from rathergood.com. Basically anything that's random is fine by me, unless it has somthing to do with Hip Hop.

-Loser.Beck
-I'm Not Okay (I Promise).My Chemical Romance
-Lunacy Fringe.The Used
-Hard To Say.The Used
-Under Pressure.Queen & David Bowie (covered by My Chem. & The Used)

Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day

Fickle by Loger

"This is my fate. The things I hate. Always on time and never late!"

Fallen Angel (Poison)

that song is too mainstream now, too bad

OK,I changed it.

just saying that's the problem, a band becomes too popular, then their music changes, everyone hates them, the band dies, etc...

Listen,I have no friends and I am unpopular.Do you think I care how popular a band is?

Back in the 1970's there was a song called: Alone again. (naturally) by Gilbert O'Sullivan.

Jethro Tull- Thick as a Brick

Thick as a Brick lyrics

Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly and
to sing in the rain.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.

So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.

See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.

We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.


In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.

Do you believe in the day? Do you?
Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.

So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.



that or Bouree, also by Jethro Tull

Good Shift

id choose what I feel is mine by alien ant farm thats their newst song but the publisher greffen records didnt publish they still havent published it i think it has somthin about their guitar guy getting kicked out any way its a sweet sopng

id choose what I feel is mine by alien ant farm thats their newst song but the publisher greffen records didnt publish they still havent published it i think it has somthin about their guitar guy getting kicked out any way its a sweet sopng


you hate punctuation marks dont you?

I.love.Them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........

uh....... Five minutes of Freedom by diet_poop

he made a song?

sure did

Stayin' Alive by the Beegees because I'm trying not to die.

damn it feels good to be a gangsta ;)

I'm assuming that's the title of a song, not a general, random statement.

Leaving Home - Jebediah

(Verse 1)
Were you laughed at by your friends
And were you lost for words when everybody finally told you what they thought
You can't keep up with the trend
It makes you lose but somehow everybody always makes up in the end
Oh, was it something that I ate
Oh, didn't even touch my plate
Oh, suddenly I'm feeling great
Do you like me now

(chorus)
Leaving home, life was never good to me
Leaving home, I smell the morning air
Leaving home, life was never good
You can work it out we're leaving home

(Verse 2)
I could hear them through the door
As people came in laughing at the way they acted when they were alone
And an argument can start with nothing more than this
To be the light and leave you standing on your own
Oh, am I doing it again
Oh, I'm a loser now and then
Oh, and I smile at everything
Do you like me now

(chorus)

(Verse 3)
Hope I like the life I find when I leave everything behind
I hope I'm sure I've made my mind to go and leave home

(chorus)




this really describes my life

Favor House Atlantic - coheed and cambria
Im not sure why..

Simply Being Loved - BT
(such a strange song Lol)
Or Five Days And Counting - Spitalfield & Amanda Perez - Angel

Favor House Atlantic - coheed and cambria
Im not sure why..
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I pretty sure that line sums up you as a whole.

Jump on it-Sugar Hill Gang

Both Sides Now, by Joni Mitchell <3 Well, that song actually sounds kinda weird. But I love the lyrics, and I can relate to them...<3 http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/loveactually/bothsidesnow.htm

the annoying background music in gunz ^_^

Jimi Hendrix - If 6 Was 9
Hawthorne Heights - Silver Bullet and Decembers
Evanescence - Before The Dawn and Anything For You

And last but not least, a song I wrote a year and a half ago.

Heading Out The Door

Set aside my anxiety for some reassurance that I'm not the only one who feels this way
(Do you feel this, cause I feel this)
As we sit and watch time pass by like so many time before
(I never noticed if you noticed)
Yet when I leave it seems to me that you were never really there

If I never came back to you
Would you miss me or just forget me
So let my know just how you feel
Before I leave... Don't let me leave now

Sometimes it seems so hard for us to talk to each other
(Why can't we talk, I just want to talk)
And I start to think that maybe this wasn't meant to be
(I'm not certain, I'm never certain)
But I'd remove all the doubt from my mind if you would just tell me

If I never came back to you
Would you miss me or just forget me
So let my know just how you feel
Before I leave... Don't let me leave now

The time has come
For me to leave
So make a choice cause
I'm heading out the door

*Bump*

Green day

Holiday

Rammstein-Benzin

I need time
Don't need heroin nor alcohol nor nicotine
I don't need help
Nor caffeine
But I do need dynamite and turpentine
I need oil for gasoline [2]
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane and free of lead
A fuel like

Petrol

I don't need a friend
Nor cocaine
I need neither a doctor nor medicine
I don't need a woman, just Vaseline
Some nitroglycerine
I need money for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane and free of lead
A fuel like

Petrol

Give me petrol

It flows through my veins
It sleeps in my tears
It leaks from my ears
Heart and kidneys are motors

Petrol

If you want to part with something
then you have to incinerate it
If you never want to see it again
let it swim in petrol
Petrol
I need petrol
Petrol
Give me petrol


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Not straightedge, but I'm against drugs and alchohol. But chaos fuels today's society.

hmmm my theme music im stuck between the airbud theme and doras play song...


jk jk
its probabaly duality-slipknot

The Reason - Hoobastank

very sad yet inspiring song (well for me atleast)

Hoobastank sucks.

Badly

Stone sour's Bother
pained...sad..angry...raw emotion
it fits best when i am depressed, which is often
http://www.lyrics007.com/Stone%20Sour%20Lyrics/Bother%20Lyrics.html

I've said this before, but ill say it again.

Big Balls -AC/DC

Also
Imagine- by John Lennon but preformed by A PERFECT CIRCLE
Peace love and understanding- by A PERFECT CIRCLE
and i guess also Boulevard of Broken Dreams could work...

Sheep- Pink Floyd

Diamonds are forever :Kanye west

I pretty sure that line sums up you as a whole.

Not very nice.

Changed my mind. That song sucks anyway.

Gunz, you can't have over than 1 theme song.

ill nino - all the right words
best song ever