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You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

‘Cause they’d fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You’d think me rude, but I would just stand and stare

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
‘Cause everything is never as it seems

‘Cause I’d get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they try to teach me how to dance

A fox-trot above my head
A sock-hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
‘Cause everything is never as it seems
(When I fall asleep)

Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
‘Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep?
(Please take me away from here)
When I’m far too tired to fall asleep

To ten million fireflies
I’m weird ’cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
(They said farewell)

But I’ll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
‘Cause I saved a few, and I keep them in a jar
(A jar)

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
‘Cause everything is never as it seems
(When I fall asleep)

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
‘Cause everything is never as it seems
(When I fall asleep)

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams

This was a triumph
I’m making a note here: huge success
It’s hard to overstate my satisfaction
Aperture Science
We do what we must because we can
For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead
But there’s no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake
And the science gets done and you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive

I’m not even angry
I’m being so sincere right now
Even though you broke my heart and killed me
And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into a fire
As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you
Now these points of data make a beautiful line
And we’re out of beta, we’re releasing on time
So I’m glad I got burned, think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive

Go ahead and leave me
I think I’d prefer to stay inside
Maybe you’ll find someone else to help you
Maybe Black Mesa
That was a joke, ha ha, fat chance
Anyway this cake is great
It’s so delicious and moist
Look at me still talking when there’s science to do
When I look out there it makes me glad I’m not you
I’ve experiments to run, there is research to be done
On the people who are still alive

And believe me I am still alive
I’m doing science and I’m still alive
I feel fantastic and I’m still alive
And while you’re dying I’ll be still alive
And when you’re dead I will be still alive
Still alive
Still alive

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It’s a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling, “No!”
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she’s hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she’s lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It’s on America’s tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
‘Cause Lennon’s on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
‘Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It’s about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

Jonathan Coulton – Code Monkey – Lyrics

Code Monkey get up get coffee
Code Monkey go to job
Code Monkey have boring meeting
With boring manager Rob
Rob say Code Monkey very dilligent
But his output stink
His code not “functional” or “elegant”
What do Code Monkey think?
Code Monkey think maybe manager want to write god damned login page himself
Code Monkey not say it out loud
Code Monkey not crazy, just proud

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
With big warm fuzzy secret heart:
Code Monkey like you

Code Monkey hang around at front desk
Tell you sweater look nice
Code Monkey offer buy you soda
Bring you cup, bring you ice
You say no thank you for the soda cause
Soda make you fat
Anyway you busy with the telephone
No time for chat
Code Monkey have long walk back to cubicle he sit down pretend to work
Code Monkey not thinking so straight
Code Monkey not feeling so great

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
With big warm fuzzy secret heart:
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you a lot

Code Monkey have every reason
To get out this place
Code Monkey just keep on working
See your soft pretty face
Much rather wake up, eat a coffee cake
Take bath, take nap
This job “fulfilling in creative way”
Such a load of crap
Code Monkey think someday he have everything even pretty girl like you
Code Monkey just waiting for now
Code Monkey say someday, somehow

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
With big warm fuzzy secret heart:
Code Monkey like you

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won’t see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I’ve got a feeling
This year’s for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They’ve got cars big as bars
They’ve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing “Galway Bay”
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
I’ve built my dreams around you

Oh, well imagine, as I’m pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can’t help but to hear, no I can’t help but to hear an exchanging of words:
‘What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!’ says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
‘And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom’s bride is a whore.’

I’d chime in with a ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’

No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I’d chime in, ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of…

Well in fact, well I’ll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I’ll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I’d chime in with a ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’

No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I’d chime in, ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again…

I’d chime in, ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I’d chime in, ‘Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!’
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again…

Am I more than you bargained for yet
I’ve been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that’s just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don’t mind me I’m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn’t it messed up how I’m just dying to be him
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I’ll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We’re going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I’ll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

My love is stronger now than you’ll ever know
and it won’t ever let you go
My love is wider than the ocean can be
and it’s deeper than the deep blue sea
My love goes higher than a mountain can rise
and I see it there in your eyes
My love gets tougher when the going gets rough
and believe me, I’ve got more than enough

Keep tryin’ babe, keep holding on
There’s a place we belong
Where things are good, where love is strong

I’m never ever gonna leave you to cry on your own
Never ever gonna not go and pick up the phone
I’m never ever gonna let you be chilled to the bone
No, no, never
No, no, never
I’m never ever gonna leave when you’re lost in the storm
Never ever gonna not keep you safe where it’s warm
I never ever will desert you when your heart is torn
No, no, never
No, no, never

My love shines brighter than a twinkling star
baby no matter where you are
And my love keeps burning like an eternal flame
you can feel it, when I’m calling your name

Keep tryin’ babe, keep holding on
There’s a place we belong
Where things are good, where love is strong

I’m never ever gonna leave you to cry on your own…

I walked across an empty land,
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand,
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete,
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on,
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

I came across a fallen tree,
I felt the branches of it looking at me,
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on,
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin,

And if you have a minute why don’t we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything,
So why don’t we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on,
So tell me when you gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin,
And if you have a minute why don’t we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything,
So why don’t we go, so why don’t we go.

Hmmm yeah

This could be the end of everything,
So why don’t we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.

Fall is here, hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are gonna to be friends
I can tell that we are gonna to be friends

Walk with me, Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We can rest upon the ground
And look at all the bugs we found
Safely walk to school without a sound
We safely walk to school without a sound

Well here we are, no one else
We walked to school all by ourselves
There’s dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now it’s time to learn
We clean up and now it’s time to learn

Numbers, letters, learn to spell
Nouns and books and show and tell
Playtime we will throw the ball
Then back to class, through the hall
Teacher marks our height against the wall
The teacher marks our height against the wall

And we don’t notice any time pass
Cause we don’t notice anything
We sit side by side in every class
The teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes it when you sing

Tonight I’ll dream I’m in bed
While silly thoughts run through my head
Of the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I’ll bet
You and I will walk together again
Cause I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Yes I can tell that we are gonna be friends