HAPPY SONGS, Le canzoni con il sorriso!

La classica MATERIAL GIRL

Flowers In The Window dei grandissimi,inimitabili Travis..
dolcissima sigh..

bene ho un'altra happy song.. e per questa capirete che ho superato da tempo il limite della pazzia!!!^^E' tratta da un episodio della serie tv Scrubs (che dovreste vedere, anche solo una puntata basterebbe a farvene innamorare.. è geniale), dalla sesta serie,un episodio "Musical" (la paziente che devono curare ha delle allucinazioni e quindi immagina che tutti i medici,le infermiere e gli inservienti cantino, e anche lei stessa) e si chiama Everything Comes Down To Poo! (già il titolo dovrebbe farvi capire di che si tratta ghgh), metto anche il testo in modo tale che capiate alla perfezione e magari comprendiate il perchè mi rende allegra^^

"Everything Comes Down to Poo"
J.D.:
Hey, Ms. Miller -- we just need a stool sample

Patti:
Why do you need a stool sample if you think I'm just a nut?

Turk & JD:
'Cause the answer's not in your head, my dear -- it's in your butt!

J.D.:
You see....
Everything comes down to poo!
From the top of your head, to the sole of your shoe
We can figure out what's wrong with you by lookin' at your poo!
Turk?

Turk:
Do you have a hemorrhoid or is it rectal cancer?
When you flush your dookie down, you flush away the answer!

J.D.:
It doesn't really matter if it's hard or if it's loose
We'll figure out what's ailing you, as long as it's a deuce!
Yes!
Everything comes down to poo!

Nurses:
Everything comes down to poo!

J.D.:
Cardiovascular and lymphatic, yes, the nervous system, too!
All across the nation, we trust in defecation!
Everything comes down to poo!

Turk:
If you want to know what's wrong, don't sit and act so cool
Just be a man and eat some bran, and drop the kids off at the pool!

Robed Woman (spoken):
My stomach hurts
J.D.:
Check the poo

Limping Woman (spoken):
I sprained my ankle
Turk:
Check the poo!

Bloody Shoulder Guy (spoken):
I was shot!
J.D.:
Check the poo!

Delivery Guy (spoken):
A homeless guy threw poo in my eye!
Turk:
Check the poo!
Delivery Guy (spoken):
Mine or his?
J.D.:
First him, then you!
It may sound gross, you may say "shush!"

J.D. & Turk:
But we need to see what comes out of your tush!
Because!

All:
Everything comes down to poo!
Whether it's a tumor or a touch of the flu!

J.D. & Turk:
Please, won't you pinch us off a big, fat clue!

Turk:
Our number one test is your Number Two!

All:
If there's no breeze, light a match please!
Everything comes down to --

J.D.:
Doo-doo!
Turk:
Doo-doo!
J.D.:
Doo-doo!
Turk:
Doo-doo!

All:
Everything comes down to ... poo!

sono dei GENIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

OGGI SONO TOTALMENTE E IRREPARABILMENTE EUFORICA. Il perchè?Non lo so assolutamente!Ma eccovi la canzone che adoro ascoltare in compagnia dei miei amici,o anche in un momento di pazzia profonda:

(anche in ricordo di un grandissimo attore... JOHN:TOOGA,TOOGA,TOOOGA!^^)

altra happy song.. sto portando avanti questo thopic ghgh:
Window In The Skies-U2 (tra l'altro nel video appare per un attimo Johnny Cash^^(e tanti altri grandissimi cantanti))


The shackles are undone
The bullets quit the gun
The heat that’s in the sun
Will keep us when there’s none

The rule has been disproved
The stone it has been moved
The grain is now a groove
All debts are removed, ooh

Oh can’t you see what our love has done
Oh can’t you see what our love has done
Oh can’t you see what our love has done
What it’s doing to me

Love makes strange enemies
Makes love where love may please
Soul and its striptease
Hate brought to its knees

The sky over our head
You can reach it from our bed
If you let me in your heart
And out of my head

Oh can’t you see what our love has done
Oh can’t you see what our love has done
Oh can’t you see what our love has done
What it’s doing to me

Ah ah ah ah,ohh
Ah ah ah ah,ohh
Please don’t ever let me out of here

I’ve got no shame
Oh no, oh no

Oh can’t you see what love has done
Oh can’t you see
Oh can’t you see what our love has done
What it’s doing to me

Oh can’t you see what our love has done / I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Oh can’t you see what our love has done / Did everything but murder you and I
Oh can’t you see what our love has done / But love left a window in the skies
What it’s doing to me / And to love I rhapsodize

Oh can’t you see what our love has done / To every broken heart
Oh can’t you see what our love has done / For every heart it cries
Oh can’t you see what our love has done / Love left a window in the skies
What it’s doing to me / And to love I rhapsodize

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh / Oh can’t you see
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

I say a little prayer (la scena è da Il matrimonio del mio migliore amico):