by Amy
You lay in Sleepy Hollow
and then you hear a scream.
You try to ignore me but it is hard
because I lie next door.
You come, and when you walk in
you are just a shadow.
When you walk closer,
I feel your hand touch my face
and your lips touch mine.
I can feel your body touching mine
and in the morning I think it was all a dream.
But I see you next to me
and know you love me.
by Celine
I've cried tears before, have you?
I've cried rivers before, for you.
I guess it all had a reason,
I just didn't find it yet.
Why do I cry for you?
I've smiled a lot before, have you?
I've been laughing hours, for you.
I guess it all had a reason,
I just didn't find it yet.
Why do I smile for you?
I've been confused before, have you?
I've been confused real bad, for you.
I know you were the reason,
But you stayed in my heart.
Why do I hurt myself for you?
I've loved before, have you?
I've loved a lot before, I love you.
I guess that cupid has a reason,
I just didn't find it yet.
Why do I love you?
I've cried a lot before, have you?
I've cried out of happiness, for you.
I know loving you has a reason,
though it isn't really real...
I guess we all cry sometimes....
A parody written by Langley,
to be sung to the tune of
"Johnny B. Goode" by Chuck Berry
The "Ninth Gate" beckoned Johnny Depp to gay Paris
And there he met Vanessa and began to feel free
They fell in love and soon a child was on the way
And life was good except for cameras night and day
They tried to make the best of it, their love was new
But the paparazzi had to get their pictures, too
Go, go. Go, Johnny, go
Johnny found wood
One night down in London at the Mirabelle
Dinner with friends became the night From Hell
A quiet celebration of their unborn child
Paparazzi got word of it and they all went wild
Screaming, shouting, flashbulbs, what a crazy scene
And the paparazzi likely were just feeling mean
Go, go. Go, Johnny, go
Johnny found wood
He begged the slimy bastards just to let him be
But the paparazzi taunted him unmercifully
So Johnny grabbed some wood by the restaurant door
And said, "You guys won't ever f*** with Johnny no more!"
He went to jail, made the news, what a sight
Johnny found wood that night
Go, go. Go, Johnny, go
Johnny found wood
by Kayla
I hate waking up in the morning,
I just want to stay in bed.
To face the world once again,
and avoid you in my head.
I walk and walk but go nowhere,
you see me pass, I'm not quite there.
You shut the door in my face,
I bleed for you but leave no trace.
Pull the strings to my heart,
my addiction for you is curious and stark.
I walk then run to you,
on knives of red, I have no shoes.
You walk on clouds, beautiful you,
I try to follow but I fall through.
I crash into the wall of your skin,
you burn me off with your sin.
I burn for you, my ashes scattered,
you sweep them up, surely not flattered.
When you touch me, you touch so hard,
you move your hand and leave a scar.
I breathe you in, you contaminate me,
with your disease that makes me bleed.
I'm sick for you, from you miasma,
and you're the cure, you give me Asthma.
