Don't think you can ask things like that and get away with it:
I'm going to kiss the girls, make them cry
Live too fast, still not die - before I get old
I'm going to see you raised above this place
Watch the moments shine upon your face
Before I get old
I'll watch the sun set over every sea
From every city wall, every mountain peak
Before I get old
The Northern Lights and the Southern Cross
The harvests and the miles of dust
And the blowing wind across the world
So wrap this coat around yourself
And leave what's done behind
There's so much left for us to do
And yet there's so little time
I'm going to pull the fences to the ground
Watch the twisted towers come crumbling down
And start again
I want to be a hero and a villain and a father and a son
Take care of my body and abuse it still
Until everything goes numb
So let's make this dance and never fear
That there's any real reason why we're all here
Live real fast, still not die
Before I get old



Which is - for anyone listening - what I want played at my funeral, should I die.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 13:52, 1 reply)

I want the sky to fall in
I want Lightning and Thunder.
Blood instead of rain, i want the world to make me wonder,
I want to walk on water, take a trip to the moon,
Give me all this and give me it soon

Again funeral choice for me i think
(andythepieman Is surfing the waves of indifference on, Fri 15 Oct 2010, 11:19, closed)