| November 9th 2001 |
| Song:: WE Are The Champions Artist:: Queen Quote:: " Ive paid my dues, time after time, ive done my sentence but commited no crime, and bad mistakes, ive made a few, ive had my share of sand kicked in my face but ive come through, ive taken my bows and my curtain calls you brought me fame and fourtune and everything that goes with it i thank you all but its been no bed of roses no pleasure cruise i consider it a challenge before the whole human race and i aint gonna lose" |
| Song:: Pretty Baby Artist:: Del Amitri Quote:: " Look around your world pretty baby is it everything you hoped it would be, the wrong guy the wrong situation, right then roll to me, look into your heart pretty baby is it aching with some nameless need, is there something wrong and you cant put your finger on it right then roll to me, and i dont think i have ever seen a soul so in dispare so if you want to talk the night through guess who will be there" |
| Song:: Absolutly Artist:: Nine Days Quote:: " This is the story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world and while she looks so sad in photographs i absolutly love her when she smiles, how many days in a year she woke up with hope but she only found tears and i can be so insincere making her promises never for real as long as she stands there waiting wearing the holes on the souls of her shoes how many days dissappear when you look in the mirror say how do you choose?" |
| Song:: Hows it Going To be Artist:: Third Eye Blind Quote:: " Im only pretty sure that i cant take it anymore before you take a swing i wonder what are we fighting for, when i say out loud i want to get out of this i wonder is there anything im gonna miss, i wonder hows it going to be when you dont know me, hows it going to be when your sure im not there, hows it going to be when theres no one there to talk to between you and me cause i dont care hows it going to be, where we used to laugh theres a shouting match sharp as a thumbnail scratch a silence i cant ignore, like the hammock by the doorway we spent time in swings empty i dont see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me, wanna kill myself like he di, the salt of loves dreary air, i wanna tast the salt of your skin, the salt of the bloomy air blew my head" |