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    • CommentAuthorjona
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.1)
    John Peel finally got his headstone 4 years after his death and had the word "Teenage dreams so hard to beat" from Teenage Kicks inscribed on it.
    Got me thinking what lyrics would you put on your headstone?

    I'd go with either " bullshit is bullshit, it just goes by different names" - the Jam or " The passion of lovers is for death" - Bauhaus.

    Over to you.
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      CommentAuthortedcroland
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.2)
    I always imagined my headstone being a twenty foot statue of Dr. Doom with a vulture on his arm, shooting fire out of his eyes (tap into a natural gas reserve). Inscribed on the base would be the word "CONQUER" in old Roman characters (V instead of U, and the like).
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      CommentAuthorbranjo
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.3)
    "oh yeah. that guy."
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    I was thinking of "If i don't see you in this world, I'll meet you in the next one, don't be late!" from Voodoo Child (Slight Return) by Hendrix
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    "I did it all for the nookie" -- Limp Bizkit
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      CommentAuthortedcroland
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.6)
    "I fucking hate Limp Bizkit" - Ted Roland
    • CommentAuthorSolario
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.7)
    Changes on a daily basis.

    Tonight, either "That There/That's Not Me." from Radiohead's HOW TO DISAPPEAR COMPLETELY, "There Are No Pan-Asian Supermarkets Down in Hell" from Mountain Goat's GOLDEN BOY or something from an Eels song. Maybe "And Nobody Will Know My Name Until It's On A Stone..." from YOUR LUCKY DAY IN HELL.

    But it hasn't been a good couple of days, so that might have tainted my view.
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    Everybody hates Limp Bizkit, Ted.
  4.  (1044.9)
    Though on second thought The entire lyrics to big bottom might be good too...

    The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
    That's what I said
    The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
    Or so I have read

    My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
    I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

    Big bottom, big bottom
    Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
    Big bottom drive me out of my mind
    How could I leave this behind?

    I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
    You know what I mean
    I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
    You know what I mean

    My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
    Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

    Big bottom, big bottom
    Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
    Big bottom drive me out of my mind
    How could I leave this behind?
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      CommentAuthortedcroland
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.10)
    Everybody hates Limp Bizkit, Ted.


    I figured as much.
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    For what is a man, what has he got?
    If not himself, then he has naught
    To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
    The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!
    -Frank Sinatra, My Way
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      CommentAuthorravnos
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.12)
    I want a viking funeral.
    Followed by a stereotypical Irish wake - aka everyone has to party and get shit-faced - none of this "mourning" crap.

    My death should be celebrated in the same style I celebrated life.
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      CommentAuthorxutraa
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.13)
    @ravnos
    My brother had a wake - was excellent to sit around with his friends and have a good old drunken laugh at the exploits I never knew he had. I want one too. Give everyone a few drinks and maybe the karaoke demons will come out

    I always kinda wanted

    "I want to go to heaven but I'm always diggin' holes.
    well there's one thing you can say...I know where I'm goin'"


    from Christy Moore's 'Don't Forget Your Shovel' but I think my family would overrule it and put something insipid instead.
    • CommentAuthorjona
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008 edited
     (1044.14)
    @xutraa
    every wake, all Irish, I have been to descended into drunken brawls long before the karaoke demons arrived.
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      CommentAuthormuse hick
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.15)
    'arseholes, bastards fucking cunts and pricks / aerosol, the bricks' from plaistow patricia by ian dury
    one of the best opening lines ever
    and maybe a great closing line for me.
    it just sprang to mind and probably doesn't make sense even to me.
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      CommentAuthorxutraa
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.16)
    @jona
    See, the best way to diffuse a situation like that is to put on 'Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting' really loudly. But yikes...I must be going to the lame/tame wakes then...
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    I'd go for something instrumental...
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      CommentAuthorxutraa
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.18)
    @Cat Vincent

    Thank you for making me snort my coffee. Hilarious.
    • CommentAuthorMathias B
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.19)
    How about some Misfits:
    "I'll be seeing you again
    I'll be seeing you - in Hell"

    Although Spinal Tap always work for me, too.
    • CommentAuthorKosmopolit
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2008
     (1044.20)
    "Always look on the bright side of life..."

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