What you want from life?

[Guest antoanvegas]

I will use a song to let you know for me. If you can come and get me, go on with song too:

 

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit

And a big black jet with a bedroom in it

Gonna join the mile high club

At thirty-seven thousand feet

 

Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The Guys come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the male porn stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With his bleach blond hair

 

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

 

Ok guys, show me what you can!!!!

[+ purplekow]

I got no one I need to impress;

And I live at fancy address;

Don't drive no fancy car

Cause that's what the chauffeur's for

 

Cause we all want to be a rock star

Not living a life that don't take you far;

Every night with the finest of men;

Then in the morning starting over again;

Heading out to my private isle;

Where the men wear only a smile;

The elite are jetting in;

To worship at an altar of sin;

Leave your Versace's at the door;

Cause here's where you always get more;

 

Hey Hey Hey I am a rockstar

Hey Hey Hey I am a rockstar

[Guest OCBeachbody]

Might be a little deep... but striving for a better world....

 

Wake from your sleep

My children, your childhood years are gone

Wake from your sleep

Fated children, your rest if gone

 

Arise!

Search!

Go the the true garden

The garden of spring's truth

 

With fiery truth burn the evils of this world

With fiery truth light the darkness of the world

Farewell children

The day has died

 

Translated from "Liberi Fatali"

[+ Gar1eth]

Hmmm--what do I want. I guess I am pretty modest compared to the other posters on this thread- what I mean is that I guess

 

All I want is a room somewhere

(hopefully) Far away from the

Cold night air. (And if I could have)

One enormous chair-- why that would

be absolutely bloomin' loverly ..

 

Gman

[NYTomcat]

Bring out the old, bring in the new

A midnight wish to share with you

Your lips are warm, my head is light,

Were we in love before tonight?

I don't need a crowded ballroom, everything I want is here

If you're with me, next year will be the perfect year

 

It's New Year's Eve, and hope are high

Dance one year in, kiss one good-bye

Another chance, another start

So many dreams to tease the heart.

We don't need a crowded ballroom,

Everything we want is here

And face to face, we will embrace, the perfect year

We don't need a crowded ballroom, everything we want is here

And face to face, we will embrace, the perfect year

 

OK so a hopeless romantic. what can I say

[+ purplekow]

I thought that the OP wanted us to add to his song in his style. I guess I am the only one to read it that way. Not that my song is not representative but I think I would have gone with a softer sell. I hate when get the assignments wrong, I will never get to college if this keeps up.

[Guest antoanvegas]

Hey Man

 

Purplekow, that was a really funny. I like it.

 

 

And so, are we the bravest ppl here, common - Daddy, Expat, Lucky, GoodFella69 and all others, let us know your songs.

[doitb4ugo]

I don't know the rules, either

 

Not sure of the game but here is my song.....

 

There'll come a time when all of us must leave here

Then nothing Sister Mary can do

Will keep me here with you

As nothing in this life that I've been trying

Could equal or surpass the art of dying

Do you believe me?

 

There'll come a time when all your hopes are fading

When things that seemed so very plain

Become an awful pain

Searching for the truth among the lying

And answered when you've learned the art of dying

 

But you're still with me

But if you want it

Then you must find it

But when you have it

There'll be no need for it

 

There'll come a time when most of us return here

Brought back by our desire to be

A perfect entity

Living through a million years of crying

Until you've realized the art of dying

Do you believe me?

 

 

My Apologies for going here!