Paintball, Halo, Super Smash Brothers, Videos games, Church Movies, Ipods. all the works
I am a blue blood I will admit that. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house, on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with my blue pen. I sing the blue notes to my blue friends. Now I don't know that much about you, but I like you because you’re true blue.I had a blue dream about a blue star. In it I drove there in my blue car. And when I got there, I met a blue dog with a blue tongue, we had some real fun. We bounced a blue ball. It broke a blue glass. We banged on blue drums and called it bluegrass. Guess the thing I'm trying to tell you, is that it’s best kid if you're true blue.Once I had gangrene, I got it real bad. And so the Doc came with his black bag. I said "You know doc, I don't feel swell. If you had a blue bag I think I'd feel well." So he came right back with a blue sack. He said, "Will this do?" I said, "Why not? Yeah." That’s how I am here today to tell you, that it’s best man to be true blue.Out on the blue sea I sailed a blue ship. I had a first mate, always had blue lips. His name was Bluebeard. He had a weird twitch. We flew a blue flag on a big stick. And we ate bluegill and we ate blue chips. Oh, I felt real blue eating that blue fish. Because there ain't much that I won't do, unless it keeps me from being true blue.Once in a blue moon there’s a blue sky. I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite. Hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes. If it’s your birthday, we'll bake a blue cake and then we'll eat it off these blue plates. ‘cause kid I don't know much about you, but I like you because you're true blue. Yeah, I don't know much about you, but I like you ‘cause you're true blue.View All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment
The Format!!!! Bright Eyes, Austin Gibbs and the States, Weezer, The White Stripe, Elliot Smith, Mates of States, Lazlo Bane, Queen
Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, Anything nerdy i guess
Scrubs
Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball todayJust leave the lilac print on the linen sheet Leave the birds you killed at your father's feet Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remainLeave the whimpering dog in his cold kennel Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls todayLeave the sad guitar in its hardshell case Leave the worried look on your lover's face Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain'Cause everything it must belong somewhere A train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs Everything it must belong somewhere I know that now, that's why I'm staying hereLeave the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell Leave the widower in his private hell Leave the liberty in that broken bell todayJust leave the epic poem on its yellowed page Leave the gray macaw in his covered cage Let the traveling band on the interstate remain'Cause everything it must belong somewhere Sound stage in California, televisions in Times Square Yeah, everything it must belong somewhere I know that now, that's why I'm staying here Well I know that now, that's why I'm staying hereLeave the secret talks on the trundle bed Leave the garden tools in that rusted shed Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head todayJust leave the restless ghost in his old hotel Leave the homeless man in that cardboard cell Let the painted horse on the carousel remain'Cause everything it must belong somewhere Just like the gold around her finger or the silver in his hair Yeah, everything it must belong somewhere I know that now, that's why I'm staying here Oh I know that now, that's why I'm staying hereIn truth the forest hears each sound Each blade of grass as it lies down The world requires no audience No witnesses, no witnessesLeave the old town drunk on his wooden stool Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school todayLeave the novelist in his daydream tune Leave the scientist in her Rubik's cube Let the true genius in the padded room remainLeave the horse's hair on the slanted bow Leave the slot machines on the riverboat Leave the cauliflower in the casserole todayJust leave the hot bright trash in the shopping malls Leave the hawks of war in their capitols Let the organ's moan in the cathedral remain'Cause everything it must belong somewhere They locked the Devil in the basement, threw God up into the air Yeah, everything it must belong somewhere You know it's true, I wish you'd leave me here Now you know it's true, why don't you leave me here?
God, My Dad, Master Cheif