I just want to play on my pan pipes, I just want to drink me some wine.
As soon as you’re born you start dyin’ so you might as well have a good time.
You’re sitting there thinking your thoughts; they are not about what is but what is not.
You’re sitting there breathing in your breath. You are seldom breathing life but mostly death.
Some people they call me monster. Some people they call me saint.
My talent feeds my darker side, yet no one will complain.
I’m so nervous, I’m so tense, my heart can’t forget about this self-defense
And the air is so hot and my breath comes fast
I thumb the cool blade but I know this can’t last.
An old man sits collecting stamps in a room all filled with Chinese lamps.
He saves what others throw away, he says that he’ll be rich someday
Okay so here’s how this works:
Up there are six quotes from songs by the group Cake. I love Cake. Musically and with milk and/or ice cream.
Your task, intrepid readers, is to correctly identify all six songs. Neither horseshoes nor hand grenades apply in LYRICSKRIEG! Not even Holy ones. Not even from Antioch. Not even if you count to 2 or 3 or 5. No using the internet to ferret the results, this is lyricskrieg. There are a couple of gimmes included since this is your first krieg and I want to be gentle. Please do not leave the message in the comments, that spoils the fun for everyone.
If you succeed in your quest, you will receive:
A personalized message of congratulations from the Grice.
The satisfaction of knowing that you have survived your first lyricskrieg and may survive a future lyricskrieg, when the stakes may be infinitely higher
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