Closing Time

Easy Mac · 08-06-2005, 07:23 PM

Closing time
Open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time
Turn all of the lights on over every boy and every girl
Closing time
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time
You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

ice4277 · 08-06-2005, 07:58 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Easy Mac

One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer

but i just started

Cringer · 08-07-2005, 12:11 AM

You say we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care

And I said "What about Breakfast at Tiffany's?"
She said "I think I remember the film
And as I recall, I think we both kinda liked it"
And I said "Well, that's the one thing we've got"

I see you, the only one who knew me
But now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over
I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone

cartman · 08-07-2005, 12:19 AM

She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll
The heat's raiding, the tracks is fading
Joints rocking could be anytime at all
But the bitch keeps bitching
Snitcher keeps snitching
Dropping names and telephone numbers and all

She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll

The scars healing
But the dealers squealing
The pool's in but the patio ain't dry
Well the sense is sensing
That the juice keeps pumping and I know why

She's my little rock 'n' roll
My tits and ass with soul baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll
You got to shock them, show them
She's my little rock 'n' roll
Shock, shock, shock, oh my, my, my

Well the sense is sensing
That the juice keeps pumping and I know why
The bitch keeps bitching
Snitcher keeps snitching
Dropping names and telephone numbers and all

She's my little rock 'n' roll
My tits and ass with soul baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
You got to shock them, show them
She's my little rock 'n' roll
She got a feeling to know, baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
Ah, the little bitch got soul

korme · 08-07-2005, 01:42 AM

What is this late 90's rock?!

tucker rocky · 08-07-2005, 02:09 AM

Can anybody guess:

Well, you can just believe
I'm the only girl in your life
I'll be your sugar in the morning
And the sweet stuff you need at night
And you can just make believe
When it comes down to makin love
I'll satisfy your every need
And every fantasy you think up

So when you need a little peace of mind
Come on over boy, anytime
I'll keep you happy and so satisfied
In my house, in my house

So when you need some lovin' tenderness
And it's me baby that you miss
Here's the key to unlock the door
To my house (to my house)
Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo.........

Well, anytime of the day or night
When you call me I'll be there
Just call me up on the phone
When you need someone around to care
And when you feel sad and blue
You just come see me anytime
I'll be waitin for you. dear
And your fears you can leave behind

So when you need a little peace of mind
Come on over, boy, anytime
I'll keep you happy and so satisfied
In my house, in my house
So when you need some love and tenderness
And it's me baby, that you miss
Here's the key to unlock the door
To my house (to my house)
In my house
Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo.........
Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo.........
Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house
Whooooo.........

Easy Mac · 08-07-2005, 08:02 AM

Looking around the house.
Hidden behind the window and the door.
Searching for signs of life but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'm just too sure.
Maybe I'm just too frightened
by the sound of it.
Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said,

Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

Sitting around the house,
watching the sun trace shadows on the floor.
Searching for signs of life, but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'll call
or write you a letter.
Now, maybe we'll see on the Fourth of July.
But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud.
Well, I'm not too sure and I'm not too proud to say.

Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

Yeah, you were so good.yeah you were so good, yeah that's right...

CamEdwards · 08-07-2005, 08:29 AM

Don't have any late 90's song lyrics to cite (although if I did it would probably be something by Gin Blossoms).

I was actually going to ask Easy Mac if he's read the book by the drummer of Semisonic (the guys that did "Closing Time"). Despite the cheesy title of "So You Wanna Be A Rock and Roll Star" it's a pretty interesting book.

Also, Better Than Ezra just put out a new album. I've only heard one song, but it's pretty darn good.

That is all. Return to 1993 now.

Easy Mac · 08-07-2005, 08:35 AM

mmm... 1993... I was playing little league baseball.

And no, I haven't read the semisonic book. But I haven't read a book since college... or was it high school?

Karlifornia · 08-07-2005, 04:36 PM

I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I can get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme a way to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital
For talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type

I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
With the hood rats you can hold tight
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
In a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my

I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller

Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should notice how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you , what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like dat

I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish, I wish, I wish...

korme · 08-07-2005, 05:36 PM

skee-lo what what

Logan · 08-07-2005, 05:47 PM

Question...
Why is it that every time
I'm walking down the street,
Somebody wants to stop me
Just to give me a flyer?

C'mon man...
FUNK DAT!
Get out of my way!

Question...
Why is it that every time
I'm walking to the bank,
The tellers look at me
Like I'm the one that robbed them last week?

C'mon man...
FUNK DAT!
What are you looking at?

Question...
Why is it that every time
I turn on the radio,
I hear the same five songs
fifteen times a day for three months?

Man...
FUNK DAT!
Get a new DJ!

Question...
Why is it that bums ask me for money,
When I ain't got none?
What is it an "in" thing or something,
"Let me remind this dude he ain't got no money. Huh?

Man...
FUNK DAT!
Get a job!

You know,
Every time I see my neighboor,
She tells me to stay out of trouble,
The other one looks at me like
I'm the one that got her daughter strung out.

C'mon man...
FUNK DAT!
What are you looking at?

Seems like every time it never fails,
It never fails...
I'm just chillin' in my crib,
Minding my own business,
And somebody calls me just to talk about nothing...

FUNK DAT!
Get a life!

Question...
Why is it that when I go out to a night club,
Only the ugly chicks wanna step to me,
I mean like I'm ugly or something, huh?
What do you mean, huh?

FUNK DAT!
Get outta my face!

riz · 08-07-2005, 06:10 PM

Passed out with a bottle of bad spirit...
Woke up with a blind man's cane...
No light at the end of the drain...
Last orders, closing time, good night !

Passed out with a bottle of bad spirit...
Woke up with a blind man's cane...
No light at the end of the drain...
Nice to meet you, last orders, closing time, good night !
Last orders, closing time, good night !

There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !

Take a sip from the broken glass...
Dizzy in your head and feeling bad !
Take a sip from the broken glass...
For the best days I never had !

Take a sip from the broken glass...
Dizzy in your head and feeling bad !
Take a sip from the broken glass...
For the best days I never had !!!!

There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !
There's no parade at the end of the drain !

(Ten points to the one who nails this one, even the band...

)

Flasch186 · 08-07-2005, 06:49 PM

talk about one hit wonders, album wise...it had more than one good song but where the hell are they now?

08-07-2005, 12:11 AM	#3
Cringer Grizzled Veteran Join Date: Oct 2000 Location: Edinburg,TX	You say we've got nothing in common No common ground to start from And we're falling apart You say the world has come between us Our lives have come between us But I know you just don't care And I said "What about Breakfast at Tiffany's?" She said "I think I remember the film And as I recall, I think we both kinda liked it" And I said "Well, that's the one thing we've got" I see you, the only one who knew me But now your eyes see through me I guess I was wrong So what now? It's plain to see we're over I hate when things are over When so much is left undone __________________ You Stole Fizzy Lifting drinks! You bumped into the ceiling which now has to be washed and steralized, so you get NOTHING! You lose!

08-07-2005, 12:19 AM	#4
cartman Death Herald Join Date: Nov 2000 Location: Le stelle la notte sono grandi e luminose nel cuore profondo del Texas	She's my little rock 'n' roll She's my little rock 'n' roll The heat's raiding, the tracks is fading Joints rocking could be anytime at all But the bitch keeps bitching Snitcher keeps snitching Dropping names and telephone numbers and all She's my little rock 'n' roll She's my little rock 'n' roll The scars healing But the dealers squealing The pool's in but the patio ain't dry Well the sense is sensing That the juice keeps pumping and I know why She's my little rock 'n' roll My tits and ass with soul baby She's my little rock 'n' roll She's my little rock 'n' roll You got to shock them, show them She's my little rock 'n' roll Shock, shock, shock, oh my, my, my Well the sense is sensing That the juice keeps pumping and I know why The bitch keeps bitching Snitcher keeps snitching Dropping names and telephone numbers and all She's my little rock 'n' roll My tits and ass with soul baby She's my little rock 'n' roll You got to shock them, show them She's my little rock 'n' roll She got a feeling to know, baby She's my little rock 'n' roll Ah, the little bitch got soul __________________ Thinkin' of a master plan 'Cuz ain't nuthin' but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper but still comin' up with lint

08-07-2005, 08:29 AM	#8
CamEdwards Stadium Announcer Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Burke, VA	Don't have any late 90's song lyrics to cite (although if I did it would probably be something by Gin Blossoms). I was actually going to ask Easy Mac if he's read the book by the drummer of Semisonic (the guys that did "Closing Time"). Despite the cheesy title of "So You Wanna Be A Rock and Roll Star" it's a pretty interesting book. Also, Better Than Ezra just put out a new album. I've only heard one song, but it's pretty darn good. That is all. Return to 1993 now. __________________ I don't want the world. I just want your half.

08-07-2005, 04:36 PM	#10
Karlifornia Grizzled Veteran Join Date: Oct 2000 Location: San Jose, CA	I wish I was little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six four Impala I wish I was like six-foot-nine So I can get with Leoshi Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine You know I see her all the time Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams I can scheme a way to make her mine Cause I know she's livin phat Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball So how am I gonna compete with that 'Cause when it comes to playing basketball I'm always last to be picked And in some cases never picked at all So I just lean up on the wall Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls Who came to watch their men ball Dag y'all! I never understood, black Why the jocks get the fly girls And me I get the hood rats I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble Got hit with a bottle And I been in the hospital For talkin' that mess I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name Glad I came to my senses Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together Right? So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type I wish I was little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six four Impala I wish I had a brand-new car So far, I got this hatchback And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at And when I'm in my car I'm laid back I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat But that's flat And do you really wanna know what's really whack See I can't even get a date So, what do you think of that? I heard that prom night is a bomb night With the hood rats you can hold tight But really tho' I 'm a figaro When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go You know I take the 110 until the 105 Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive Cause it's hard to survive when your livin' In a concrete jungle and These girls just keep passin' me by She looks fly, she looks fly Makes me say my, my, my I wish I was little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six four Impala I wish I was a little bit taller... I wish I was a baller... I wish I was a little bit taller y'all I wish I was a baller Hey, I wish I had my way 'Cause everyday would be a Friday You could even speed on the highway I would play ghetto games Name my kids ghetto names Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine Yo you know that's on the real So if you're down on your luck Then you should notice how I feel Cause if you don't want me around See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound Hey, you , what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh? Everybody wants to get down like dat I wish I was little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six four Impala I wish, I wish, I wish... __________________ Look into the mind of a crazy man (NSFW) http://www.whitepowerupdate.wordpress.com

08-07-2005, 06:49 PM	#14
Flasch186 Coordinator Join Date: May 2002 Location: Jacksonville, FL	talk about one hit wonders, album wise...it had more than one good song but where the hell are they now? __________________ Jacksonville-florida-homes-for-sale Putting a New Spin on Real Estate! ----------------------------------------------------------- Commissioner of the USFL USFL

08-07-2005, 01:42 AM	#5
korme Go Reds Join Date: May 2001 Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio	What is this late 90's rock?!

08-07-2005, 02:09 AM	#6
tucker rocky Pro Rookie Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: Of no particular interest	Can anybody guess: Well, you can just believe I'm the only girl in your life I'll be your sugar in the morning And the sweet stuff you need at night And you can just make believe When it comes down to makin love I'll satisfy your every need And every fantasy you think up So when you need a little peace of mind Come on over boy, anytime I'll keep you happy and so satisfied In my house, in my house So when you need some lovin' tenderness And it's me baby that you miss Here's the key to unlock the door To my house (to my house) Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo......... Well, anytime of the day or night When you call me I'll be there Just call me up on the phone When you need someone around to care And when you feel sad and blue You just come see me anytime I'll be waitin for you. dear And your fears you can leave behind So when you need a little peace of mind Come on over, boy, anytime I'll keep you happy and so satisfied In my house, in my house So when you need some love and tenderness And it's me baby, that you miss Here's the key to unlock the door To my house (to my house) In my house Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo......... Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo......... Whooooo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo-hoo-hoo-ooh-oh, in my house Whooooo.........

08-07-2005, 08:02 AM	#7
Easy Mac Registered User Join Date: Nov 2001 Location: Here	Looking around the house. Hidden behind the window and the door. Searching for signs of life but there's nobody home. Well, maybe I'm just too sure. Maybe I'm just too frightened by the sound of it. Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said, Aha, it was good living with you. Aha, it was good. Aha, it was good living with you. Aha, it was good. Sitting around the house, watching the sun trace shadows on the floor. Searching for signs of life, but there's nobody home. Well, maybe I'll call or write you a letter. Now, maybe we'll see on the Fourth of July. But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud. Well, I'm not too sure and I'm not too proud to say. Aha, it was good living with you. Aha, it was good. Aha, it was good living with you. Aha, it was good. Yeah, you were so good.yeah you were so good, yeah that's right...

08-07-2005, 08:35 AM	#9
Easy Mac Registered User Join Date: Nov 2001 Location: Here	mmm... 1993... I was playing little league baseball. And no, I haven't read the semisonic book. But I haven't read a book since college... or was it high school?

08-07-2005, 05:36 PM	#11
korme Go Reds Join Date: May 2001 Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio	skee-lo what what

08-07-2005, 05:47 PM	#12
Logan Head Coach Join Date: Oct 2000 Location: NYC	Question... Why is it that every time I'm walking down the street, Somebody wants to stop me Just to give me a flyer? C'mon man... FUNK DAT! Get out of my way! Question... Why is it that every time I'm walking to the bank, The tellers look at me Like I'm the one that robbed them last week? C'mon man... FUNK DAT! What are you looking at? Question... Why is it that every time I turn on the radio, I hear the same five songs fifteen times a day for three months? Man... FUNK DAT! Get a new DJ! Question... Why is it that bums ask me for money, When I ain't got none? What is it an "in" thing or something, "Let me remind this dude he ain't got no money. Huh? Man... FUNK DAT! Get a job! You know, Every time I see my neighboor, She tells me to stay out of trouble, The other one looks at me like I'm the one that got her daughter strung out. C'mon man... FUNK DAT! What are you looking at? Seems like every time it never fails, It never fails... I'm just chillin' in my crib, Minding my own business, And somebody calls me just to talk about nothing... FUNK DAT! Get a life! Question... Why is it that when I go out to a night club, Only the ugly chicks wanna step to me, I mean like I'm ugly or something, huh? What do you mean, huh? FUNK DAT! Get outta my face!

08-07-2005, 06:10 PM	#13
riz SI Games Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Helsinki, Finland	Passed out with a bottle of bad spirit... Woke up with a blind man's cane... No light at the end of the drain... Last orders, closing time, good night ! Passed out with a bottle of bad spirit... Woke up with a blind man's cane... No light at the end of the drain... Nice to meet you, last orders, closing time, good night ! Last orders, closing time, good night ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! Take a sip from the broken glass... Dizzy in your head and feeling bad ! Take a sip from the broken glass... For the best days I never had ! Take a sip from the broken glass... Dizzy in your head and feeling bad ! Take a sip from the broken glass... For the best days I never had !!!! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! There's no parade at the end of the drain ! (Ten points to the one who nails this one, even the band... )

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