Still a dream when this song was written: but now there is space tourism with Virgin Galactic. Not to mention that Elon Musk is buying himself a ticket to Mars with SpaceX, and the rest of humanity gets to tag along. The landing of a reuse-able rocket looks straight out of science fiction. Mars needs women!
Spoiler i know this song :O i used to listen to kanseru's cover of it it wasn't as memorable as his other covers though
A tribute to Vincent van Gogh's painful, yet beautiful life. Spoiler: Lyrics Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colours on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant For one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will
And you don't really wanna F**k with me Only ***** that I trust is me F**k around and make me bust this heat
Fighting's bad, m'kay? A point is all you can score... Spoiler: Lyrics Ladies and gentlemen, let me present- FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD Possibly the most important thing. This side of the world........ Oh yeah, well I........ Let's go When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score Cowboy No. 1 A born-again poor man's son On the air America I modeled shirts by Van Heusen-yeah You know When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score Working on the black gas Switch off your shield Switch off and feel I'm working on loving-yeah Giving you back the good times Ship it out-out I'm working for the black gas When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score We got two tribes We got the bomb We got the bomb-yeah Sock it to me biscuits-now Are we living in a land Where sex and horror are the new Gods? Yeah When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score
