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	<title>Comments on: Lyrical creativity</title>
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		<title>By: Ihatedashrub</title>
		<link>http://markjshaw.net/wp/index.php/2005/06/lyrical-creativity/comment-page-1/#comment-4580</link>
		<dc:creator>Ihatedashrub</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2005 18:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Met a girl, thought she was grand
Fell in love found out first hand
Went well for a week or two
Then it all came unglued

In a trap trip I can&#039;t grip
never thought I&#039;d be the one who&#039;d slip
then I started to realize
I was livin&#039; one big lie

Chorus:
She f***in&#039; hates me
Trust
She f***in&#039; hates me
La la la love
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings 
like I had none and ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
After that, s**t got sour
She took all I ever had
No sign of guilt no feelin bad no

In a trap trip I can&#039;t grip
Neva thought I&#039;d be the one who&#039;d slip
Then I started to realize
I was livin&#039; one big lie

Chorus

That&#039;s my story, as you see
Learned my lesson and so did she
Now it&#039;s over, and I&#039;m glad 
&#039;Cause I&#039;m a fool for all I&#039;ve said


Now that&#039;s word smithin&#039;.  Courtesy of Puddle of Mudd.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Met a girl, thought she was grand<br />
Fell in love found out first hand<br />
Went well for a week or two<br />
Then it all came unglued</p>
<p>In a trap trip I can&#8217;t grip<br />
never thought I&#8217;d be the one who&#8217;d slip<br />
then I started to realize<br />
I was livin&#8217; one big lie</p>
<p>Chorus:<br />
She f***in&#8217; hates me<br />
Trust<br />
She f***in&#8217; hates me<br />
La la la love<br />
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings<br />
like I had none and ripped them away</p>
<p>She was queen for about an hour<br />
After that, s**t got sour<br />
She took all I ever had<br />
No sign of guilt no feelin bad no</p>
<p>In a trap trip I can&#8217;t grip<br />
Neva thought I&#8217;d be the one who&#8217;d slip<br />
Then I started to realize<br />
I was livin&#8217; one big lie</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>That&#8217;s my story, as you see<br />
Learned my lesson and so did she<br />
Now it&#8217;s over, and I&#8217;m glad<br />
&#8216;Cause I&#8217;m a fool for all I&#8217;ve said</p>
<p>Now that&#8217;s word smithin&#8217;.  Courtesy of Puddle of Mudd.</p>
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		<title>By: Jamie R</title>
		<link>http://markjshaw.net/wp/index.php/2005/06/lyrical-creativity/comment-page-1/#comment-4549</link>
		<dc:creator>Jamie R</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 06:53:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey DC, in the files at fountainheadmetal in the Electro-Hip-Hop-Libertarian-Funk folder, the Tribute.mp3, preview that track if you can from your end, I&#039;ll be posting it on the blog on the Fourth.  Just things that have greatly influenced me growing up...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey DC, in the files at fountainheadmetal in the Electro-Hip-Hop-Libertarian-Funk folder, the Tribute.mp3, preview that track if you can from your end, I&#8217;ll be posting it on the blog on the Fourth.  Just things that have greatly influenced me growing up&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Flicka Spumoni</title>
		<link>http://markjshaw.net/wp/index.php/2005/06/lyrical-creativity/comment-page-1/#comment-4547</link>
		<dc:creator>Flicka Spumoni</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 01:42:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love country. I think it&#039;s in my genes. I happen to love the bagppipes, too. Country was born out of bluegrass Irish wailing about their green isle. 

I love the way everything sings in Country. The melody, the harmonies, violin and guitars. Everything sings. 

My father was in a rock band in the sixties. Nobody can believe the way he loves country in his old age.This is the man that spoon fed me Steeley Dan like pablum when I was a lass. I still love Steely Dan. I think it&#039;s genetically woven into my happy censors. 

&quot;What is it about county?&quot; people ask him.

&quot;It&#039;s where the melodies are in music nowdays.&quot; I think there&#039;s something to that.

I also love the great language and simple stories. 

&quot;I&#039;ll never get over those blue eyes.&quot; sung in perfect, seemless, rounded 5 part harmony. 

That is one heck of a line. LOVE IT!

In heaven I play iviolin in a bluegrass band and sing like Loretta Lynn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love country. I think it&#8217;s in my genes. I happen to love the bagppipes, too. Country was born out of bluegrass Irish wailing about their green isle. </p>
<p>I love the way everything sings in Country. The melody, the harmonies, violin and guitars. Everything sings. </p>
<p>My father was in a rock band in the sixties. Nobody can believe the way he loves country in his old age.This is the man that spoon fed me Steeley Dan like pablum when I was a lass. I still love Steely Dan. I think it&#8217;s genetically woven into my happy censors. </p>
<p>&#8220;What is it about county?&#8221; people ask him.</p>
<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s where the melodies are in music nowdays.&#8221; I think there&#8217;s something to that.</p>
<p>I also love the great language and simple stories. </p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll never get over those blue eyes.&#8221; sung in perfect, seemless, rounded 5 part harmony. </p>
<p>That is one heck of a line. LOVE IT!</p>
<p>In heaven I play iviolin in a bluegrass band and sing like Loretta Lynn.</p>
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		<title>By: Radiodad</title>
		<link>http://markjshaw.net/wp/index.php/2005/06/lyrical-creativity/comment-page-1/#comment-4543</link>
		<dc:creator>Radiodad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2005 22:34:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I guess that&#039;s why I like country music as much as I do.  Where else are you going to get song titles like &quot;She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft)&quot; or &quot;If The Phone Doesn&#039;t Ring, It&#039;s Me&quot;?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I guess that&#8217;s why I like country music as much as I do.  Where else are you going to get song titles like &#8220;She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft)&#8221; or &#8220;If The Phone Doesn&#8217;t Ring, It&#8217;s Me&#8221;?</p>
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