Tuesday, September 29, 2009

After Smoking and Regulations

Okay, this one's maybe a bit more difficult. Depending, of course, on your taste in music. It's well-known enough though.

I can get water for their armed forces do not want to fight me. They are intended to affect the time limit is right behind. Because, after smoking and regulations in my mind I can not forget the night. And the information you need from your eyes tell me not to bother.

Answers below in, funnily enough, white.

"Seven Nation Army" as performed by the White Stripes


I'm going to fight them all; a nation army couldn't hold me back. They're going to rip it off, taking their time right behind my back. And I'm talking to myself at night because I can't forget; back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette. And the message coming from my eyes says leave it alone.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I Mentioned Religion

More philosophy from the depths of the computer brain. Music lyrics are so often meaningless anyway. Really, what have we lost?

This kind of life: More than I can. To go the distance for me. But I am also. I have them. Yes, in my corner, I mentioned religion, I draw your attention, you have to compete, then I do not know if I can. However, he said, we are not enough.
In white, we can the answers learn...

"Losing my Religion" as performed by R.E.M.

Life is bigger: it's bigger than you, and you are not me. The lengths that I will go to; the distance in your eyes. Oh no, I've said too much. I set it up. That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight losing my religion, trying to keep up with you, and I don't know if I can do it. Oh no, I've said too much; I haven't said enough.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

I am on the Fire

There's a very certain kind of surrealism going on in these modified lyrics. I wonder if they'd have been as successful? Plus, whatever 'chinichini' means, I'm thinking of naming my daughter it.

I'm sorry you think I dream every night. I understand. In each place, and the different chinichini us, you start signal. The Far East, where you will, you say, I am on the fire. This time you open the door, in my head and heart to continue.

And of course we know by now that all answers can be found in white below...

"My Heart Will Go On" as performed by Celine Dion

Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you. That is how I know you go on. Far across the distance and spaces between us, you have come to show you go on. Near, far, wherever you are, I believe that the heart does go on. Once more you open the door and you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

If the President Will Discuss

A few changes! All good changes too. Firstly, I'm increasing the frequency of this blog from once a week to once every three days. I'm also increasing the number of filter languages from 5 to 7. And I'm not bothering to list exactly which languages they are - who cares anyway, right? Also, wherever possible, I'm going to link directly to BMI or ASCAP sites for copyright info.

So without further ado... this one is pretty easy.
Hey, I do not know why I came here to spend the night. I feel bad. I am worried that if the President, will discuss how I can down the stairs. Well, I drive, I Center'm mobile comics here you.
Answer below in white.

"Stuck in the Middle With You" as performed by Stealers Wheel.

Well, I don't know why I came here tonight. I’ve got the feeling that something isn’t right. I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair, and I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs. Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right: here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

You Love Her for Her Money

Well, there was certainly an evolution of sorts here this time. As it went from English to English through the middlemen of Hungarian, Norwegian, Ukrainian, Korean and Vietnamese... it became a pretty different story really. A lot more, er, abstract.
Tommy the harbor. Union has been impressive, because ... It is very unfortunate. Or working lunch with the husband working all day, you love her for her money when he is home ... Love. He said: "Because of you I do not care it is important to us. I went to a lot of talk about that. I love the opportunity for one of the means.
Certainly a story for the ages. The great American Novel, as it were... take two. For take one, look at the cleverly-concealed white text located immediately below.

"Livin' On A Prayer" by Bon Jovi
Written by Jon Bongiovi, Richard Sambora, Desmond Child

Tommy used to work on the docks. Union's been on strike; he's down on his luck...its tough, so tough. Gina works the diner all day; working for her man, she brings home her pay for love... for love. She says "We've got to hold on to what we've got because it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got each other, and that's a lot. For love, we'll give it a shot."

Sunday, September 6, 2009

The Unfortunate Bystanders to My Confusion

Well, this week's is a tiny little one, and pretty easy too. Its particular journey through the languages went from English to Galician to Hindi to Arabic to Finnish to Japanese before coming back to English. The result is barely longer than a sentence... funny how that happened. Not that much of a challenge either, really.
First, it is anti-Christ, I am anarchist. What I do not know what to do about it. I will destroy the unfortunate bystanders to my confusion.
As usual, the answer is right below this paragraph here, dressed in white.

"Anarchy In The UK" by the Sex Pistols
Written by Steve Jones, Glen Matlock, John Lydon, Paul Cook

I am an Antichrist and I am an anarchist. I don't know what I want, but I know how to get it. I wanna destroy passers-by because I, I want to be anarchy.