Song title is Moon Revenge but all of the lyrics are in Japanese except the word "tattoo"

… Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

… Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

… Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

… Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

… Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more, no

… Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

… Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry, don't you cry no more

… No more

I've been jamming out to a lot of Soundgarden lately. It used to be my favorite band way back in the day, but then as the years go by and you've heard everything they've done 1000 times, you sort of stop listening to it. Well, I just pulled the old CD's out again after many years and it sounds great.

[Intro: Timbaland]
State of emergency
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Remember the time, baby
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Timbaland]
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we can be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me, girl

[Pre-Chorus: Keri Hilson]
(Oh) Baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go Dutch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks, just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right

[Chorus: Keri Hilson, Timbaland, Both]
Baby, if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I'm well-equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm are?
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy, I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like, I like, I like

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[Verse 2: Timbaland]
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that loves you best
Talk to me, girl

[Pre-Chorus: Keri Hilson]
(Oh) Baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go Dutch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks, just you and me
Thug it out 'til we get it right

[Chorus: Keri Hilson, Timbaland, Both]
Baby, if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I'm well-equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm are?
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy, I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are

I'm gonna fight 'em all
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back

And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette

And a message coming from my eyes says leave it alone

The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army

Well I ain't nobody's baby
Baby, I'm an outlaw
Call me a criminal maybe
Baby, I'm an outlaw
You know I ain't evil but I ain't a saint
Can't help it, I was born this way
Oh baby, outlaw
Ooh baby, I'm an outlaw

Tupac - Gotta Keep Your Head

I feel you (Uh)
Baby don't
But you can't, you can't give up
(H.E.A.T., 2Pac with, Outlawz)

Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up

Now here's a story 'bout a woman with dreams
So picture perfect at 13, an ebony queen
Beneath the surface, it was more than just a crooked smile
Nobody knew about her secret, so it took a while
I could see a tear fall slow down her black cheek
Sheddin' quiet tears in the back seat
So, when she asked me, "What would you do if it was you?"

I am rocking out so hard right now to The Black Crowes "Shake Your Money Maker".  The whole damn album from beginning to end is just one banging hit after another. I don't think a single song missed the mark. This is quite possibly the best rock album ever made.

I can only count to four I can only count to four I can only count to foooooouuuuurrrr

“Big booty so you know I call her big booty.” “DONT STOP BELEIVING!!!! Something something some thin something.” I have ADHD so I’m one of those people who’s brain goes all over really quickly, I’ve had 4 separate thoughts just since I stopped typing song lyrics

Ola einai ena psema,

mia anasa mia pnoi

san louloudi kapoio xeri

tha mas kopsei mian augi.

He's laughing with another girl
And playing with another heart
Placing high stakes making hearts ache
He's loved in seven languages
Diamond nights and ruby lights high in the sky
Heaven help him when he falls

Diamond life, lover boy
We move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy
City lights and business nights
When you require streetcar desire for higher heights

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
When sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male
Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale

Face to face, each classic case
We shadow box and double cross
Yet need the chase
A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts all your memories and change into gold
His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male
Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

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Dun. Dun, dun, dun dun,  Sweeeet Jaaaaaane.   Sweeeet Jaaaaane. Sweet, sweet Jane. The Lou Reed version, not the Cowboy Junkies, although there is nothing wrong with the latter. But fucking Lou Reed man, come on. You can't compete with that.

Maybe I was blinded by blessings
But I know that, no go back
Never gonna know but I guessed that
We were gold dust, ooh-woah

And she said, she said, "Remember when we die"
Life goes on and

I love the moonlight
Fuck the sunshine
Your sweet, sweet goodbye
Yeah, I love the moonlight
Underneath the silent sky
Sweet, sweet goodbyes
Sweet, sweet goodbye

Robin Schulz - Sweet goodbye svidden remix. listen it all

No need to ask. He's a smooth operator. Smooth operator. Smooth operator. Smooth operator.

More smooths, less operators, go hard or go home!

"I wanna fuck you like an animal

i wanna feel you from the inside.

I wanna fuck you like an animal

My whole existence is flawed

You get me closer to god."

So the song in my head right now is a song called "Predator Eulogy" by two Air Force pilots who go by Dos Gringos.

I've been reading a lot of Tom Clancy lately, and the book I'm in right now frequently mentions the Predator because it was a brand new thing when the book was written. But every damn time the book mentions the thing, the song starts in my head. Highly recommend.

Predator Eulogy

Hey Trip! You fill out your preference worksheet?
(Naw man, I'm too scared)
Yeah, me too
All I think about is flying that damn UAV
Stuck in a booth, drinkin' a cup of coffee while I'm--
(I hear ya brotha)
Remember that time we were in Southern Watch and they shot down the Predator?
(That was a good day)
That was a good day. I never felt so happy in my life
Wrote a song about it
Wanna hear it?
(Hell yeah)
Here's how it goes:

They shot down the Predator
That's one less slot for me
And they shot down the Predator
And it filled my heart with glee

Yeah, I had a smile when I logged on
To AFPC
And they shot down the Predator
That's one less slot for me

You know what the sucky thing is, though?
(What's that?)
It's that the Air Force'll just build more of 'em
The Man is holdin' us down
(What the hell are they thinking?)
I dunno
Wrote another verse about it
(Yeah?)
Wanna hear it?
(Hell yeah)
OK, here it goes:

Well, they shot down the Predator
And I say let's send some more
Let's fly 'em over Baghdad
And then see what's in store

Yeah, 'cause I heard that the Air Force
Wants another twenty-four
And they shot down the Predator
And I say let's send some more

Hey, nice harmonies
(Thanks)

Hey Trip?
(Yes, Snooze?)
What do you think happens when you get your Predator shot down?
Do you... say, "ah, what the hell" and go get a cup of coffee? Do you sit there and cry yourself in bed in your pillow?
(I don't know, man. It's probably depressing, but I'm sure you-- you move on with your life)
I guess so
(Poor bastard)
Yeah

They shot down the Predator
And I wonder how that feels
For that operator
Who lost his set of wheels

Yeah, it must feel so defenseless
It's like clubbin' baby seals
And they shot down the Predator
And I wonder how that feels

Let's do that first verse again; whaddya say?
(Sounds good, brotha)

They shot down the Predator
That's one less slot for me
They shot down the Predator
And it filled my heart with glee

Yeah, I had a smile when I logged on
To AFPC
They shot down the Predator
And that's one less slot for me