Re: Lyrics

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: Hello Challenge Contestants, : Sorry for taking so long to check in and review the challenge! Thank you both for your help. It sounds like were are pretty much there except maybe try: : "I think your honour degree went to your brains" : and later on, : "She paints her testimonies," then, : "... And the three million dollars that she's worth don't change a thing." : and also, : "...For on every tender finger she('s) got rings, : Gold and silver diamonds too : And her personal tag says 'Who are you?'." : What do you think? Incidently, I always thought that Gita was pronounced with a soft 'g' (as on 'goose'), but I've learnt from bitter experience not to come over like an Imperial (no pun intended) Limey about the English language. Incidental fact: over 10,000 word in the original Oxford English dictionaly were contributed by a criminally insane ex-US Civil War veteran & murderer. Hmmm. : Anyway, back to the topic. How about we up the ante? Can anyone out there decipher the lyrics to 'Look Back Over my Shoulder', particulary the verse that begins with 'Well, so you think it takes an Angel's help?...', and the middle eight ('All I know is it's getting late...')? : There. Gauntlet thrown down... : Thanks again, guys. : Matthew Wood : : : : : Suzy Suicide quotes from a BHAGAVAD GITA (a sort of "Hindu Bible") : : : : Please don't shed a tear for me when I die. : : : : I think your undegree's went to your brian, : : : : You sound a little bit dumb and a whole lot vain, : : : : If I thought you'd do it in, maybe I'd cry. : : : : Drove her daddy's Lincoln in to the Mississippi River, : : : : Got wet, got out and tried to cut her wrists. : : : : And I worked on her car for a month and a half, : : : : Trying to fix the carborator, : : : : Now it sits on the bottom making bubbles along with the fish. : : : : Suzy Suicide your a cheap immitator, : : : : A cosmic masturbator of the mind. : : : : Suzy Suicide you say " Death's a noble endevor " : : : : Well then buy your ticket to heaven, get out of my life. : : : : She's painted testimonies, : : : : Hangs them at the gallery, : : : : And gives them names like Silver SOLILOQUE (sp-!) : : : : Her shrink says she's had a miserable life, : : : : Getting acolaids from the public eyes, : : : : And the three million dollars that she's worth on changing film. : : : : And all her little CRONIES (not "croties") : : : : That says she don't love money, : : : : Falling every tender finger see how it rains, : : : : There's gold and silver diamonds too, : : : : And a personal attacks that have known you, : : : : So join me brothers and sisters and now we'll sing. : : : : Suzy Suicide your a cheap immitator, : : : : A cosmic masturbator of the mind. : : : : Suzy Suicide you say " Death's a noble endevor " : : : : Well buy your ticket to heaven, get out of my life. : : : : Suzy Suicide your a cheap immitator, : : : : A cosmic masturbator of the mind. (mind!) : : : : Suzy Suicide you say " Death's a noble endevor " : : : : Well then buy your ticket to heaven, get out of my life. : : : : Suzy Suicide dunt dunt, sock it to me Suzy Suicide, : : : : Suzy Suicide dunt dunt ohhhh sock it to me Suzy Suicide.

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