Guess the song: 10 years ago
Since Jon’s fixin’ to embarrass me with writing that I haven’t seen in a dog’s age, I figured I would make this GTS edition match that time frame. So here’s songs from ‘97 through ‘99. See how you do. No cheating!
1. But I know I’m on a losing streak, ‘Cause I passed down my old street. And if you wanna show, then just let me know, And I’ll sing in your ear again.
2. What is this space left to fill? A bullseye forever. What is this space left to fill? A bullseye, A nail on the head. (Carla)
3. Whatever the notions, we laced in our prayers, The man upstairs is used to all of this noise, I’m through with screaming.
4. So as I take my time and realign, I wonder what it is I hope to find. I don’t mean to brag I don’t mean to boast, But I’m intercontinental when I eat french toast. (Mark)
5. This is my forty-fifth depressing tune. They’re looking for money as they clean my artistic womb. And when I give birth to the child I must take to flight, ‘Cause the black in our pocket won’t let us fight a proper fight.
6. Help come when you need it most, Im cured by laughter. Mood swings not sure I can cope, My life’s in plaster (Im past her).
7. Well, he gave her a dimestore watch, And a ring made from a spoon. Everyone is looking for someone to blame, But you share my bed, you share my name.
8. I thought I could organize freedom, How Scandinavian of me. (Jess)
9. I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave, Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave. My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave? And this is how I’m supposed to teach kids how to behave?
10. Toy-like people make me boy-like, Toy-like people make me boy-like. They’re invisible, when the trip it flips, They get physical, way below my lips.
As always, thanks to Apropos of Something









