Just A Theory
Pigfarmer Jr
I used to be the one she would run to
I used to be the one that would make everything all right
But I couldn't be there when she needed me
Somehow I got lost, tied up in my pride
I used to make her laugh
Now I'm trying to get her back
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
I used to be the one
Now I'm under the gun
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
I don't remember what we fought about
And now I can't take back those words I said to her
I don't blame her for avoiding me
It's hard to sit here knowing I got what I deserved
I used to make her laugh
Now I'm trying to get her back
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
I used to be the one
Now I'm under the gun
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
And I don't care who started that last fight
And I don't care who had to be right
And I won't make the same promise as before
'Cause I want to give her something more
I used to make her laugh
Now I'm trying to get her back
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
I used to be the one
Now I'm under the gun
It's just a theory
But I think she still loves me
I used to make her laugh
I used to make her laugh
Just a Theory
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Just a Theory
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Just A Theory
(Hoblit)
I see them all around me
I see them all surround me
I see them all impound me
I think I I think I know
What it is that is going on
it's ongoing and it's just a theory
I know what's up I know what's up
I know what's up I know what's up
I know what's up but it's just a theory
(Hoblit)
I see them all around me
I see them all surround me
I see them all impound me
I think I I think I know
What it is that is going on
it's ongoing and it's just a theory
I know what's up I know what's up
I know what's up I know what's up
I know what's up but it's just a theory
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Just a Theory
The Hell Yeahs
My confession
learnt my lesson
gave up on turnin’ gold to lead
Error trialing
flask and vialing
let’s get these chemicals to bed
All the data points are there so
don’t pretend that you are not aware this
magnetism scores right off the charts
Exigency, not to mention
vibrate out of this dimension
postulate the theory of our hearts
Figures crunched up
and knuckles crackulated
call it a night and pack it in
Then eureka
e mc pleased to meet ya
run the experiment again
All the data points are there so
don’t pretend that you are not aware this
magnetism scores right off the charts
Exigency, not to mention
vibrate out of this dimension
postulate the theory of our hearts
ooh vision’s clouded
yeah what about it
let’s put this theory to the test
The Hell Yeahs
My confession
learnt my lesson
gave up on turnin’ gold to lead
Error trialing
flask and vialing
let’s get these chemicals to bed
All the data points are there so
don’t pretend that you are not aware this
magnetism scores right off the charts
Exigency, not to mention
vibrate out of this dimension
postulate the theory of our hearts
Figures crunched up
and knuckles crackulated
call it a night and pack it in
Then eureka
e mc pleased to meet ya
run the experiment again
All the data points are there so
don’t pretend that you are not aware this
magnetism scores right off the charts
Exigency, not to mention
vibrate out of this dimension
postulate the theory of our hearts
ooh vision’s clouded
yeah what about it
let’s put this theory to the test
Listen to our music!jack wrote:heather is the hardest working mom on songfight (in addition to being arguably the rockinist chick....).
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Just a Theory
The Mellfire Trifecta
Looking at my face as I stare into space
My teacher tries, apace
To reach me in this world
Can’t fly with this bird
I’m jumping high on my trampoline
And in a movie scene
Where a beauty queen’s on the sidewalk, all eyes on the sidewalk
God bless the wind, my enabling friend
That can take me anywhere
As long as I take care
To unlock the gates there
Imagine the power of a Kodachrome shower
In a field of pastel flowers
Reaching up skyward
Creatively powered
It’s just a theory
Could daydreaming save my life?
Maybe not right now
But somewhere down the line
Troubles in my head when I lay in bed
Can keep my eyes from
Just obeying the nighttime
Now’s not the right time
When I was young, well I’d get nothing done
As my mind would wander off
Distracting from this world
I still love this world
It’s just a theory
Did daydreaming save my life?
Even more right now
With so much on the line
It’s just a theory
Did daydreaming save my life?
Even more right now
With so much on the line
The Mellfire Trifecta
Looking at my face as I stare into space
My teacher tries, apace
To reach me in this world
Can’t fly with this bird
I’m jumping high on my trampoline
And in a movie scene
Where a beauty queen’s on the sidewalk, all eyes on the sidewalk
God bless the wind, my enabling friend
That can take me anywhere
As long as I take care
To unlock the gates there
Imagine the power of a Kodachrome shower
In a field of pastel flowers
Reaching up skyward
Creatively powered
It’s just a theory
Could daydreaming save my life?
Maybe not right now
But somewhere down the line
Troubles in my head when I lay in bed
Can keep my eyes from
Just obeying the nighttime
Now’s not the right time
When I was young, well I’d get nothing done
As my mind would wander off
Distracting from this world
I still love this world
It’s just a theory
Did daydreaming save my life?
Even more right now
With so much on the line
It’s just a theory
Did daydreaming save my life?
Even more right now
With so much on the line
- the idiot king
- Attlee
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Re: Just a Theory
Just a Theory
by the Idiot Kings
It’s hard not to be world weary
When that we exist is just a theory
You may not be real, and me, a head in a jar
Or maybe we’re software stored on a card
It’s just a theory
Maybe the truth can’t be understood
And we’re shielded from it for our own good
But whose choice is that to make,
And are our best interests truly at stake?
It’s just a theory
Stop me if you think I’m sounding insane
Like that old coworker who collects barrels of rain
It’s just a theory
by the Idiot Kings
It’s hard not to be world weary
When that we exist is just a theory
You may not be real, and me, a head in a jar
Or maybe we’re software stored on a card
It’s just a theory
Maybe the truth can’t be understood
And we’re shielded from it for our own good
But whose choice is that to make,
And are our best interests truly at stake?
It’s just a theory
Stop me if you think I’m sounding insane
Like that old coworker who collects barrels of rain
It’s just a theory
“It’s amazing how quickly we get used to weirdness when it’s our own weirdness.”
-Scott Meyer
The Difference Engine | Passive Witnesses | Ochmoneks
-Scott Meyer
The Difference Engine | Passive Witnesses | Ochmoneks
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Re: Just a Theory
[Just A Theory]
~Allen "Wink" Iverson
[Verse 1]
When the shadows grow long, and the night’s closing in,
Wombats sense the danger, and they know where to begin
Like a turtle in its shell, or an armadillo rolled tight,
They start to stack those poop cubes, in the dead of night.
A fortress emerges, with walls thick and strong,
To keep out the threats, where nothing can go wrong.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, oh my!
[Verse 2]
When the predators lurk, with hunger in their eyes,
The wombats get crafty, no time for goodbyes.
They build ramparts and towers, with cubes stacked neat,
Creating a stronghold, where they can retreat.
Like the hedgehog’s quills or the porcupine’s spine,
These poop block fortresses are a survival design.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, oh my!
[Bridge]
(But it’s only rumor)
Wombats with poop castles so grand,
(But it’s only rumor)
They build them quick with a skilled hand,
(But it’s only rumor)
Disappearing in the morning sand!
[Verse 3]
So if you’re in the bush, and you hear a strange sound,
It might be the wombats, building up from the ground.
A fortress of cubes, to keep them safe inside,
Their own little castle where they can hide.
But when the sun rises, it’s all just a dream,
No fortress in sight, not a single beam.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, whoa my!
~Allen "Wink" Iverson
[Verse 1]
When the shadows grow long, and the night’s closing in,
Wombats sense the danger, and they know where to begin
Like a turtle in its shell, or an armadillo rolled tight,
They start to stack those poop cubes, in the dead of night.
A fortress emerges, with walls thick and strong,
To keep out the threats, where nothing can go wrong.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, oh my!
[Verse 2]
When the predators lurk, with hunger in their eyes,
The wombats get crafty, no time for goodbyes.
They build ramparts and towers, with cubes stacked neat,
Creating a stronghold, where they can retreat.
Like the hedgehog’s quills or the porcupine’s spine,
These poop block fortresses are a survival design.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, oh my!
[Bridge]
(But it’s only rumor)
Wombats with poop castles so grand,
(But it’s only rumor)
They build them quick with a skilled hand,
(But it’s only rumor)
Disappearing in the morning sand!
[Verse 3]
So if you’re in the bush, and you hear a strange sound,
It might be the wombats, building up from the ground.
A fortress of cubes, to keep them safe inside,
Their own little castle where they can hide.
But when the sun rises, it’s all just a dream,
No fortress in sight, not a single beam.
[Chorus]
(It’s just a theory)
Wombats build their fortresses high,
(It’s just a theory)
When danger’s nigh, they fortify,
(It’s just a theory)
But no one’s ever seen them, whoa my!
"I can't believe Wink got ZERO votes?!" - Jack
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Re: Just a Theory
Just A Theory
by a person named Rose
Riemann still turns in his bed
about all of the things that he said
There's something I'm dwelling on all of the time
If every even number's the sum of two primes
It's just a theory, it's just a theory
The problem's not easy to solve
While everything tries to revolve
Conjecting towards something that's hard to believe
The words are all garbled, but I'm not relieved
It's just a theory, it's just a theory, it's just a theory
by a person named Rose
Riemann still turns in his bed
about all of the things that he said
There's something I'm dwelling on all of the time
If every even number's the sum of two primes
It's just a theory, it's just a theory
The problem's not easy to solve
While everything tries to revolve
Conjecting towards something that's hard to believe
The words are all garbled, but I'm not relieved
It's just a theory, it's just a theory, it's just a theory