Plz help me identify this song?!
Question: What is this song which has a title like 1945 or something..I thought it was by maroon 5 but cant find it in their lists...maybe it has a different title or may its not by maroon 5!!!!!
can some one plz help...
Answers: What is this song which has a title like 1945 or something..I thought it was by maroon 5 but cant find it in their lists...maybe it has a different title or may its not by maroon 5!!!!!
can some one plz help...
Could it be 1973 by James Blunt?
1985
by bowling for soup
1985 by bowling for soup
I know a song called 1985 by Paul McCartney. It is on the Band on the run album from 1973.
do you mean 1985 by bowling for soup possibly
is it 1973 by James, blunt?,
or 1985 by Bowling for Soup?
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i think you have a mistake, it was probably 1985 by Bowling for Soup
The song is: 1985
the Band is: bowling for soup.
idk---1978 the smashing pumpkins
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yea 1985 by bowling for soup
1973 by James Blunt?
bowling for soup "1985"
1979 by Smashing Pumpkins.
I think your talking about the song titled "1985" by Bowling For Soup, from their album "A Hangover You Don't Deserve" : )
1985 by "bowling for soup"
Woohoohoo
Woohoohoo
Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all
One Prozac a day, husband's a CPA
Her dreams went out the door
When she turned twenty-four
Only been with one man
What happened to her plan
She was gonna be an actress
She was gonna be a star
She was gonna shake her ***
On the hood of White Snake's car
Her yellow SUV is now the enemy
Looks at her average life
And nothing has been alright
Since Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985
Woohoohoo
(1985)
Woohoohoo
She's seen all the classics, she knows every line
'Breakfast Club', 'Pretty in Pink'
Even 'St. Elmo's Fire'
She rocked out to Wham!
Not a big Limp Bizkit fan
Thought she'd get a hand
On a member of Duran Duran
Where's the mini-skirt made of snake skin
And who's the other guy that's singing in Van Halen
When did reality become TV
Whatever happened to sitcoms, game shows
On the radio was
Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985
Woohoohoo
She hates time, make it stop
When did Motley Crue become classic rock
And when did Ozzy become an actor
Please make this stop, stop
Stop, and bring back
Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 1985
Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she’s uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985
Could be a song called "Holland 1945", by a group called "Neutral Milk Hotel"...
The only girl I’ve ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes,
But then they buried her alive one evening 1945 with just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns all came and rained on everyone,
Now she’s a little boy in Spain playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun all sing to say my dream has come.
But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves at least enough to carry on.
And now we ride this circus wheel,
With your dark brother wrapped in white,
Says it was good to be alive,
But now he rides a comet’s flame and won’t be coming back again,
The Earth looks better from a star that’s right above from where you are,
He didn’t mean to make you cry with sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart the world just screams and falls apart.
But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves at least enough to carry on.
And here’s where your mother sleeps,
And here is the room where your brothers were born,
Indentions in the sheets,
Where their bodies once moved but don’t move any more.
And it’s so sad to see the world agree that they’d rather see their faces fill with flies,
All when I’d want to keep white roses in their eyes