Lyrics that have been floating through my cortex lately...

Sucking on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?
("Fuck the Pain Away" Peaches)

Acoustic guitar, if you think I play hard
Well you could of belonged to Steve Earle
Or Charo OR GUAR, I could sell you tomorrow
("Acoustic Guitar" The Magnetic Fields)

In the evening I saw you
You were warming the bass up
Your hair covered your face up
I was acting indifferent at the merch booth putting on make-up
("Desperate Guys" The Faint)

Wanted to walk through the empty streets
and feel something constant under my feet
but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
because the air outside will make
our cells divide at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in
and that's when we'll explode
and it won't be a pretty sight
("We Will Become Silhouettes" The Postal Service)

(I'm taking a ceramic class, James Joyce)
Que onda guero, hey where ya going?
(You doin' pushups?...Que pasa?, Que pasa?)
(Yo soy puppet and tanks, with a mullet and a popsicle)
(Hey guero!)
(Yeah bro)
(They're gonna cap a cork in the new Yani cassette)
("Que Onda Guero" Beck)