Umbrella by Rihanna [Intro: Jay-Z] Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna) Ahuh Ahuh ( Good girl gone bad) Ahuh Ahuh (Take three… Action) Ahuh Ahuh No clouds in my storms Let it rain, I hydroplane in the bank Coming down with the Dow Jones When the clouds come we gone, we Rocafella She fly higher than weather And G5’s are better, You know me, An anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips

All In My Head by Shawn Mullins I’m just trying to get by I’m just buzzin’ on a suger high Yeah…Everybody moves so fast, no time to wonder why Yeah…I’m just tryin’ to get by Is it all in my head? Is it all in my head? Could everything be so right without me knowin’? I’m just workin’ for the Man I’m Just tryin’

All In My Head by Shawn Mullins

Wonderful World by James Morrison I’ve been down so low People look at me and they know They can tell something is wrong Like I don’t belong Staring through a window Standing outside, they’re just too happy to care tonight I want to be like them But I’ll mess it up again I tripped on my way in And got kicked outside, everybody saw… And I

We shared a walk Down memory lane Discovered our fears Relived the insane Came to the conclusion that Nothing makes sense anymore   We sat on the ground For nearly an hour Thought maybe someday The night could be ours You were mine One last time   Take me under the twilight Love me between the trees I know we’re both wrong This could only end badly But all along At least we’d

EDIT: Following the Eurovision Song Contest Semi Final, Ireland’s entry failed to qualify for the Final. It looks like the bookmakers got this wrong…………and so did I!!!!!!! Dustin the Turkey will represent Ireland in this years Eurovision Song Contest in Serbia. With the contest looming, one wonders what chance a puppet has? When Dustin won Ireland’s Eurosong

The Yellow Cat’s lit up like three dog fire and the dirt drive’s breaking down four bald tires of a maniac driver in an old Country Squire. It’s got a 400M with the Weiland heads and the Carter 650 mixed down to three threads with the C-6 tranny and the spool rear end. Three inch

How many songs never sung, poems never written, pictures never painted, risks never taken, bridges never crossed, romantic words never spoken… locked inside a lonely heart the prison of another’s making… are left unexpressed because somebody shamed us, abandoned us, or perhaps silenced us with a cruel word, a thoughtless deed, and said or just implied we were not good enough, and tragically we believed them let this be the moment we choose to

Gar mujhe iska yaqeeN ho mairay hum dum mairay dost Roaz o shab shaam o saher Main tujhay behlata rahooN Main tujhay geet sunata rahooN Halkay shereeN voh absharooN kay baharooN kay chaman nazarooN kay geet Amad e subh kay Mehtaab kay SaiyarooN kay geet Tujh say main husn o muhabat ki Hikayaat kahooN Kaisay maghroor haseenaooN kay barfaab say chais Gar muhabat ki hararat say pighal jatay hain Kaisay