They Meet

[HeadShot]

Edit: I'd submit a song...
I'd rather write a Haiku.
...Refrigerator.

[Spud]

wow. that was fast. some people just can't keep in their pants, can they?

[HeadShot]

wow. that was fast. some people just can't keep in their pants, can they?

I didn't have any ideas on what to do with this topic, so I went to see a friend, just to brainstorm, and we came up with this, which we'll be recording tomorrow.

[Scomber]

They Meet (The Saddest Story) AKA "The dirty old man

Arrangement, vocals and strings by Scomber (the dirty old man)
Lyrics co-written Scomber with Radiotimes and piano/guitar by Don Meyer.
My attempt at a 70's rock ballad. (with a focus on the story development)
Here's the lyrics;

I met her Daddy back in 1969
we shared the scar
the smell of napalm
through the charlie line

and when the war was over
packed our nightmares we went home
I'd often think about him
visions fresh
from in my safety zone

The years rolled on
I'm turning grey
a letter came
the other day
sealed with tears
beyond the years
I opened it
it had to say;

"I'm sorry but your friends no longer here no more
he used talk about you
'tween the flashbacks
from a faceless war

But he passed away the other May
now little Sarah's
all grown up
she's heading west
she starting at the UCLA

"Can you take good care of her?" it said
"She's quite mature I'm sure
but just like her father was
she is easy led.
Don't like to impose this debt on you, my friend,
but its a long way back to home
now that her Daddy's dead."

She was seventeen and beautiful
and I was old enough
to be put in the ground
She came from Lexington in brown shoes
my defenses weak;
I'm about to become a clown

And she said I'll be your best friend
when we go for walks and laughs along the shore
but from the moment that I kissed her,
I wondered how long
our love
would last for?

But I'd only call her lover
when its dark
and we're all close
on our own
and there's no one around
to shudder
at the thought
of us alone

So I'm gonna buy some new clothes
yes I'm gonna
look the part
I don't won't other people laughing at us
cause I'd likely wear something
that would not even make a start
at the fashion show at the old folks home

Oh Sarah
Since I met you
and I'm with you all alone
My whole world's feeling so much better
with you in my arms
(my face against your mohair sweater)
I guess your Father couldn't know?

You were seventeen and beautiful
and I am old enough
to be put in the ground
You came from Lexington in brown shoes
my defenses weak,
but I guess I'm
still coming down?

Ahh your Daddy came from Denver
and he never learnt
to drive a car (yeah)
but he had a dream just like yours
that one day
he would be
he would be a star

I guess we've all had that dream
even men as old as me!
its a chance for me to live then
(and a life to breathe again)
I was blind
but now
you made me see...

Cheers Songfighters!
Scomber

[jeff robertson]

I know what love is like
I know how it feels
Cause I've been there before
And I know this isn't real
You say that we've got it
But the truth is in our eyes
When they meet there's nothing inside

I know what love is like
Cause I felt it way back then
With a girl that touched my life
That I'll never see again
You say that we'll make it
But the truth is in our eyes
When they meet there's nothing inside

I felt the pounding heart
I felt the loss of breath
I remember all my life
I'll remember till my death
You say that we've got it
But the truth is in our eyes
When they meet there's nothing inside

[Paco Del Stinko]

They Meet - Paco del Stinko

Scrambled eggs on their collar
Scrambled eggs for their brains
Eating up your hard earned dollar
Leaving you out in the rain

They meet (one mile down)
You're meat (fed to the hounds)

Blinking blips at the failsafe
Secret ships cast shadowy shapes
A drop of gravy blows a fuse
All is go to release the brakes

They meet (one mile down)
You're meat (fed to the hounds)

Man wrote his own destiny
When he harvested the sun
You can't go back to yesterday
The future has already won
10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 go!

As you sleep safe tonight
Waking to the blaring horn
Watch the arcs of fire rise
And fly away from the fields of corn

They meet (one mile down)
You're meat (fed to the hounds)

[rone rivendale]

Meet the 3rd Rone track on his way to SF history:

One side wants to study
One side wants to party
They meet and you have a group study session

One side wants to work
One side wants to play
They meet and you open a Daycare

One side is boring
One side is fun
They meet, They meet

One side wants to serious
One side wants to be humorous
They meet and tell a bad joke

One side wants to organize
One side wants to be messy
They meet and you make art

One side is boring
One side is fun
They meet, They meet

[fluffy]

Sockpuppet feat. Roymond and Marcus Kellis

A pile of eggs
A plate of meat
Put on a tortilla
And then we eat

Hey could a drummer
Lay me a beat
Made good and solid
Heavy concrete

Strawberry daiquiris
And a banana treat
Roymond wrote that line
My lyrics: effete

A couple of dogs
Nip at my feet
People share stories
Of victory and defeat

Talk about music
Mid-morning heat
A rhyming dictionary
Fills up my sheet

Cookies for breakfast
A bit too sweet
Using an iPhone
Posting a tweet

Hey there drummer
Thanks for the beat
This is what happens
When we all meet

[The Weakest Suit]

Song Fight Song 086
They Meet

It’s like a rat race, rat race, this human race
If you want to keep that house you gotta work like mouse in the
Rat race, rat race, you gotta set the pace
There’s no slowing down if you want to wear that crown in the
Rat race, rat race
In the rat race, rat race

They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to

The rat race, rat race, this human race
If you want to send your kids to school you’ve gotta work like a fool in the
Rat race, rat race, you gotta set the pace
There’s no slowing down if you want to wear that crown in the
Rat race, rat race
In the rat race, rat race

They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to

The rat race, rat race, this human race
If you want to keep that house you gotta work like mouse in the
Rat race, rat race, you gotta set the pace
There’s no slowing down if you want to wear that crown in the
Rat race, rat race
In the rat race, rat race

They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
They meet, they eat, they sleep, they go back to work
At no time do they consider that

Their days are nothing but stolen
Their lives are nothing by broken
Their days are nothing but stolen
Their lives are nothing by broken
They’ve sacrificed their families and their lives to the rat race

© 2009 Weakest Suit Songs

[Eric Y.]

At ten o' clock this morning,
Westbound down the line,
At eighty miles an hour
Went engine number nine.
At the same time from another city
A train called number eight
Was chugging along the eastbound track;
Sixty miles an hour was its rate.
They came from different stations
One hundred forty miles apart;
Determine when their paths will intersect--
How long will it take from the start?

They meet in an hour,
Not a minute early, not a minute late.
Doesn't take any super powers,
Add the speeds; find the relative rate.

Now let's change the situation,
Fingers ready on that calculator.
Train nine still leaves at ten a.m.,
But eight is a half an hour later.
Now forty miles have been crossed
When the second locomotive starts its trip;
This leaves just a hundred between the two,
Going at a hundred-forty-mile clip.
So with these new parameters
We've changed the distance, not the pace;
Can you find where these two trains
Will cross at exactly the same place?

They meet when the number eight
Is forty-three(*) miles down the line.
It's not hard to calculate,
'Cause distance equals rate times time.

Let's go back to our railroad
With engines nine and eight,
And test your skills at figurin';
So far you're going great!
We've had two trains at two speeds,
And leaving at different times,
But now we'll have one more twist
Before the end of the line.
At ten o'clock doing eighty
Leaves good old number nine,
But where will it pass number eight
At the same speed, at the same time?

The meet in the middle,
Exactly in the center of their path;
It's not some crazy riddle,
It only takes a little bit of math.

-----
(*)Approximately

[The Weakest Suit]

At ten o' clock this morning...

i almost wrote a song with the same "one-dimension collision" motif.
i was regretting not doing it, but i'm glad i didn't now.
rock.

[irwin]

They Meet, by Kasper

(As written on fake sheet, not necessarily as performed)

It started in 2009, when Michael came below
2010 would see the end of Jermaine and Tito
In 20111 with Jackie gone only one more remained

In 2012 when Marlon fell
The prophecy is complete...

(They meet) In hell....
(They meet) Fire! Brimstone!
(They meet) Smoke! Burning
They meet!

They assembled, like Voltron, to form a mighty beast
It moonwalked from Gary, Indiana, spreading destruction to the east
Lightning shot from its sequined glove
Raining terror from above

Easy as ABC and 123
There would be no defeat

(They meet) In hell!
(They meet) Fire! Burning!
(They meet) Sulfur and brimstone!
They meet!

Oh but Janet, sweet Janet
Here to save the world

[Tinwhistle solo]

Thanks to Janet's magic bra, the world would survive
And that's the tale of how the Earth was saved
From the undead Jackson Five...

[APW]

They Meet
(c)2009 Pathetic Wannabees

They meat
I eat
Munch head
Crunch feet

They taste
I baste
They run'd
I chased

[chorus]
First time's the worst
From bad to wurst
God forgives
Hunger's curse

They squeal
My meal
Their fate
I seal

Fat/Lean
Protein
No diff
Ed Gein

[chorus]
First time's the worst
From bad to wurst
God forgives
Hunger's curse

[break]
Man gotta eat!
Man gotta eat!
Man gotta eat!
Man gotta eat!

They feed
My need
Carnivore
My creed

Heart's beat
Sweetmeat
Sparks fly
They meet

[chorus]
First time's the worst
From bad to wurst
God forgives
Hunger's curse

Man gotta eat....[repeat, fade out]

[Future Boy]

Because I'm not sure you can actually hear all of my consonants and because posterity gives a shit?

They Meet by Future Boy

They meet in a cafe
but don't have much to say.
His hand is on her thigh
but she just wants to cry.

And when the tears escape
his lips are at her nape.
She feels his breath expel,
the shortness is the tell.

He pulls from their embrace
and leaves behind a trace
of his familiar smell,
it lingers for a spell.

She knows they can't go back,
they've fallen off the track.
What kills about this wreck
is both of them were circumspect.

And maybe it could have been saved
if they hadn't gone so out of phase:
inverted signals that canceled out.
Empty arms and an open mouth.

[Heather. Redmon.]

They Meet - The Hell Yeahs

Secret shady shifters, hookin' up in the shadows
Major major major movers
Makin' major major bad maneuvers

Empires get their shit kicked in and
dynasties dissolve when they meet

Under cover under dark of danger
doin' battle from leather cabanas
undercover major movers
makin major undercover maneuvers
Empires get their shit kicked in and
dynasties dissolve when they meet

Popes to base coquettes confess their
all-exerting influence
Whence war is wagin'
Check the lie of the land, they paved it
From shadowed glen or glassy tower
they and they alone command the
ins and outs of day to day

Empires get their shit kicked in and
dynasties dissolve and nations
tremble in their shadows and
their shadows are invisible to boot.

[AJOwens]

I'll tell you a tale of men of great power
(World enough and time)
Who would make sweet what has gone sour
(Reason none nor rhyme)

They promised lives of luxury
By borrowing from those yet to be

Many there were who heard their cry
And many there were believed their lie

They meet to talk about what must be done
The men of great power are working as one
Hands and faces unravaged by sun
Their troubles are only begun

They dreamed a city high and grand
And drove the piles into the sand

They plundered the earth for treasure dear
As though t'would never disappear

A city built upon such ground
Must surely soon come tumbling down

(repeat chorus)

(repeat first verse)

[Ethan]

the girls and boys i know all meet
in the middle of central park
the way they dress and talk
well it seems like some sort of art

well i've never been an artist myself
so i just leave them be
i figure if there's a girl out there
she might talk to me

if they meet so easily
why is there no voice inside of me
all i know
is i'm breathin steadily

well my mom and my dad knew eachother
when they used to go to highschool
i look at the ladies all around me
but my eyes are the only two

it's like watching a movie you've seen before
but you've forgotten the plot
i look in the mirror and remind myself
that i'm all i got

maybe if i drop on the ground
picked myself up with the wrong crowd
no one would see me stumblin around
life would be easier
eaaassiierrr

if they meet so easily
why is there no voice inside of me
all i know
is i'm breathin steadily

[simpsonsdonkey]

When They Meet


He heard about her from his best friend Jack
How she cheated on her boyfriend and never looked back
So he decided then and there she was a floosie and a nutter
And would probably spend her Saturday nights puking in the gutter

She heard about him from her older brother Russ
How he flirted with any old blond with a Pamela sized bust
She decided on the spot that he had a dog’s taste
And would probably only hook up if a young girl’s drink was laced

The weekend is approaching fast
With a host of friends in a drama cast
What will happen when they all meet?
When they meet.
When they meet


Ben heard that she would be there from Jack’s sister Sue
But he began wondering if the things he’d heard were at all true
And he wished he could take back all the nasty things he’d said
When he fell in love with her photograph hanging over Jack’s new bed

Zoe heard that he would be there from the birthday boy himself
She’d got the hots for Ben when she saw his picture on Jack’s CD shelf
And she wished she’d never listened to the lying crap Russ had told
Now Jack’s birthday present would be a relationship turned cold

The weekend is approaching fast
With a host of friends in a drama cast
What will happen when they all meet?
When they meet

The weekend is approaching fast
…..
….
When they meet
Outro:
No more eyes for Jack or Sue
But eyes lock over the barbeque
And when they meet
They meet

2009 Julie Tawse