#song

You know its funny how freedom can make us feel contained ↗

— Foster the People

#freedom

I want to write a song called, “She Bangs.” It won’t be about a sexually loose woman, but rather it will be a knock-knock joke.
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— Jarod Kintz

#joke #song #funny

The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad, For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#irish #song #war #humor

And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong ↗

— Marvin Gaye

#romance #song-lyrics #love

They call her love, love, love, love, love. She is love, and she is all I need. ↗

— Parachute Band

#love #romance #song-lyrics #love

This is worse than Hollywood, he thought. A girl comes in with a pork chop and I write a song for her. ↗

— Eva Ibbotson

#humor #marek #song-for-summer #humor

all of the creatures were staring fixedly at Boots. She was standing on the back of her loyal cockroach friend, Temp, smack in the middle of the octagon, singing "The Itsy-Bisty Spider" at the top of her lungs. The green spider, to whom the song principially was directed, seemed to be cringing. Boots was somewhat off-key, but Gregor was pretty sure it was the loudness that was making the arachnid hunch down and contract. [...] "She has been going on like this for hours," whispered Nerissa. "Days more like it," said Ripred in disgust. [...] "Next I will sing one for you!" announced Boots, pointing at the bat, who actually flinched. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#humor #ripred #songs #spider #humor

love is but an echo in her head ↗

— David Cantor

#echo #love #lyric #sequined-mermaid-dress #song

The living take a part of the dead with them, carrying them around in their minds, like a song that lingers after the music has been turned off. ↗

— Fern Schumer Chapman

#music #song #death

I did not design this game; I did not name the stakes. I just happen to like apples; and I am not afraid of snakes. ↗

— Ani DiFranco

#design