Friday, March 14, 2008

Pi-r Squared.

March 14, 2008

Pi r squared

Pi r squared, No Pi r round
Who gives a damn, let’s talk this out
Pi r squared, No Pi r round
Who gives a damn, let’s just make out.

Study buddy, over here
I need some help with number queer
I understand the problem right
Won’t you please stay late through the night

Pi r squared, No Pi r round
Who really cares, let’s just act out.
Pi r squared, no Pi r round,
Who really cares, I wanna shout

Tutor, Tutor, over here
I need some help with number queer
Did I get that function right?
I’m sure I’m gonna pass, alright.

Pi r squared, No Pi r round
Who gives a damn, don’t make a sound
Pi r squared, no Pi r round,
Who gives a damn, let’s twisn’shout

Mentor, mentor, help me please?
I need a study pal to tease
He’ll help me with my equations
But only when we’re not kiss-un’

Pi r squared, no Pi r round
Who really cares, I’ll make you proud
Pi r squared, no Pi r round
Who really cares, let’s just rock out

I passed my test, I got a star
I knew you could help me go far
I got a "C" it’s not that great
I think you should stay over late

Pi r squared no Pi r round
Who gives a damn, let’s act this out
Pi r squared no Pi r round
Who gives a damn, let’s work this out

Buddy, Tutor, Mentor, sir
About this here, I’m just not sure
I need some help, homework’s a drag
But hey, who cares? We’ll lallygag

Pi r squared no Pi r round
Who really cares, I got this right
Pi r squared no Pi r round
Who really cares, you’re here tonight

~Another song with a melody? Porque?

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Bury Me In Yellow

March 12, 2008

FINALLY!
I've put a melody to some of my lyrics XD
Here's the song:

Bury me in yellow and throw a big parade
Hand out cotton candy and relive the last decade
I want to see no one crying as I head into the sky
All I want is laughter that shoots up 10 miles high

Funerals are celebrations
So why must we all cry?
Let’s live the way of the Africans
And sing them to the sky.
Funerals are celebrations
So why must we all cry?
Let’s live the way of the Africans
And sing them to the sky

Bury me in orange and throw a tidy ball
Get those funny men on stilts standing 8 feet tall
I want to see no one crying as I fly into the sky
All I want is laughter that meets me 10 miles high

Funerals are celebrations
So why must we all cry?
Let’s live the life of the Africans
And dance them to the sky
Funerals are celebrations
So why must we all cry?
Let’s live the life of the Africans
And dance them to the sky

Bury me in taffeta pink and throw a fantastic party
Hand out gifts and snacks and love eat a meal so hearty
That everyone is too busy smiling to cry me to the sky
All I want is laughter that nudges me 10 miles high

Funerals are celebrations
We must never cry
Let’s dress up like the Africans
And dance them to the sky
Funerals are celebrations
Who said we should cry?
Let’s party like the Africans
and sing them to the sky.