Soundtrack

Baby, why the Rush?
Who is it you need to see?
You’ve been living in some sort of Dream Theater lately
In such a Deep purple funk too
Are you afraid of some unseen Lynch Mob?
Is life just a torture device, an Iron Maiden only for you?
Why should you be such a mystery, an Enigma to me?
Sit awhile, I’ll make your favorite dish –
You know, the one with the Red Hot Chili Peppers
Afterwards we can take a walk, maybe find that Bush
Where we shared our first Kiss before you left for Boston
You said you had to go, something about some Bad Religion
I understood completely, even if it drove nine inch nails into my heart
You played it perfectly, like those Spin Doctors in Washington
You left me on Skid Row, Smashing Pumpkins
It was a gourd Slaughter, but I started to feel better
Now you’re back, with all this New Found Glory
Better than Ezra, or ever, you used to say
Well, I know you’re Naughty by Nature
And lies used to drip from your Flaming Lips
But after you had joined the Trans Siberian Orchestra
Your days of being a Cheap Trick were over
Our Collective Soul received a virtual Air Supply
We shared some Cake, Meat Loaf and laughs
It felt so very Tantric
I knew I had your Heart
I know this is Overkill, but let me in
It’s Human Nature to be scared
We can go to the Police
They can get a Warrant, you’ll be safe
No need for Widespread Panic
This world is Vast
Not by Default, it’s because I love you
I’d buy you everything from Guns and Roses
To Gorillaz
Or maybe your favorite Jewel
There’s an Unwritten Law between us
One that a House of Lords couldn’t break
Our own Trust Company, you and I
3 doors down from 10,000 Maniacs
You bring the offense and I’ll have the Tenacious D
It will be XTC
I will be your Tool for redemption
You will be my Fuel for revenge
Say a prayer to Ra
Tour this Big Country in Cars
Don’t be Disturbed by the Lost Prophets
And don’t drink the Everclear
An escape is always near, only 30 seconds to Mars
We can take your Atomship with Ziggy Stardust
If we stay here, and this is just a Theory of a Dead Man
The Dead Can Dance on our graves
Before the Darkness falls
Leave the Killers behind
Intergalactic Supertramp,
A few Talking Heads,
And one Def Leppard

We’re going home…

**** Okay this is really goofy and off the wall. I admit it. But it was a lot of fun. ****