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Offline Powerless

Team Lilly    Presents
Round 2 of


The last time I ran this event, there was little interest, so I've decided to host it again during the summer where there's better availability for players
but also with a little higher GP prizes. I've also had a few requests to do this again, so I hope you like it. :D

How to Play:
1) Starting Sunday, June 24th, I will post three songs' lyrics in their entirety every day of the week and the object of the game is to figure out what the song is.
The catch? The lyrics are going to be modified into Elizabethan style literature - the style Shakespeare wrote in!

2) Every correct answer will earn the person points. Points will be awarded as follows:

1st to correctly answer = 5pts
2nd to correctly answer = 4pts
3rd to correctly answer = 3pts
4th to correctly answer = 2pts
All other correct answers = 1pt

This is per song, not per day, so you don't have to guess every song on days I post more than 1.
Some songs may be extremely popular and easy while some may be lesser known or in lesser listened to genres to make it more difficult.
PM me your answers.

3) The title of the song must be ENTIRELY correct. Any misspellings, grammatical errors, wrong versions of the song (forgetting to add in a featuring artist), or wrong versions of a word (gangster =/= gangsta) will receive 0 points.

4) Lyrics will be posted randomly somewhere between one of the following times:

3:00-7:00 game time
15:00-18:00 game time
21:00-23:00 game time


The reason for these unspecific times is to allow players who may be playing in different time zones to have a shot at being the first to enter. I found that posting around the same time daily meant the same individuals were always the first to message. Hopefully this makes it more fair. :)

PRIZES:

1st Place: 10M
2nd Place: 5M
3rd Place: 2M


Good luck! If you have any questions let me know.


ANSWERS:
Day 1:
Song Lyrics - #1 - Post Malone - Otherside
Song Lyrics - #2 - Anth - Numb feat. Conor Maynard
Song Lyrics - #3 - Mike Shinoda - Promises I Can't Keep

Day 2:
Song Lyrics - #4 - Migos & Marshmello - Danger
Song Lyrics - #5 - Maroon 5 - Girls Like You
Song Lyrics - #6 - XXXTENTACION - Sad!

Day 3:
Song Lyrics - #7 - Bebe Rexha - I'm A Mess
Song Lyrics - #8 - My Darkest Days - Move Your Body
Song Lyrics - #9 - The Beatles - Here Comes The Sun

Day 4:
Song Lyrics - #10 - The Chainsmokers, Drew Love - Somebody
Song Lyrics - #11 - Nicki Minaj - Rich Sex feat. Lil Wayne
Song Lyrics - #12 - One Republic - Start Again feat. Logic

Day 5:
Song Lyrics - #13 - Krewella - Bad Liar
Song Lyrics - #14 - Panic! At The Disco - King of the Clouds
Song Lyrics - #15 - Phil Collins - On My Way

Day 6:
Song Lyrics - #16 - Atreyu - When Two Are One
Song Lyrics - #17 - Bliss N Eso - Art House Audio
Song Lyrics - #18 - Dangerkids - Cut Me Out

FINAL RESULTS

1. Tracie - 61
2. Nikkie - 55
3. Krazy Golf - 30
4. Dusbro - 10
5. Aquanoise - 5
6. Rebeca - 5

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Offline Alaklondewen

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #1 on: June 23, 2018, 18:36:57 »
Yessss...this was so fun last time!

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Offline Miss Mudds

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #2 on: June 23, 2018, 19:55:23 »
Sounds interesting, looking forward to it!

~Mudds

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #3 on: June 23, 2018, 20:47:11 »
Sounds fun :)

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #4 on: June 24, 2018, 07:50:24 »
Really enjoyed this last time looking forward to it  :D

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #5 on: June 24, 2018, 17:07:03 »
Oo interesting
#GOLFWANGFOREVER

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KGBx

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #6 on: June 24, 2018, 21:26:39 »
Love it - Power my man <3

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Offline Powerless

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #7 on: June 24, 2018, 23:23:56 »
DAY 1

Song Lyrics - #1
Song Lyrics - #2
Song Lyrics - #3
I been waiting wide awaketh
f'r the waves to cometh and taketh
taketh me right to thee
one hundr'd bottles of the valorous the horror
couldn't coequal bringeth thee backeth
what am i to doth?

feeleth liketh i'm circling a draineth
all i seeth is the remains
of an like a toad, ugly and venemous sooth
one hundr'd models i couldst followeth
all the way to hell and backeth
but those gents can't replaceth thee

i wast puttin' on f'r thee liketh a j'rsey
what i didn't knoweth then couldn't did hurt me
nev'r bethought yond thee'd wend and doth me filthy
hath left me in the bitter cold but on the inside i wast burning

but yond's just the way t goeth
wisheth yond i couldst has't controleth
ev'rybody dies high-lone
and i ain't dead yet

sayeth mine own prayeth'rs
but i hath lost faith a longeth timeth ago
dreameth conceit
i guesseth we're getting hath used to losing desire
guesseth we're losing desire

i coequal not wond'r wherefore thee answ'r not
at which hour i calleth thy nameth
art thee on the oth'r side? shall thee saveth us?
or shall thee runneth hence?

i'm still waiting wide awaketh
f'r the waves to cometh and taketh
taketh me right to thee
one hundr'd vials of denial
i knoweth those gents wonneth't bringeth thee backeth
what am i to doth?

thou art mine own alibi and motive
at which hour i'm falsing to myself
what an like a toad, ugly and venemous sooth
we're nay strang'rs to the flame
we shall nev'r beest the same
if 't be true we maketh t through
and we can maketh t through

mine own backeth is up 'gainst the mure
but i hath used to feeleth insuppressive
yeah t wast us 'gainst the w'rld
but somehow, someway, the tables did turn

i rememb'r backeth then
did play mine own cards but thee w're mine own most wondrous handeth
still thee keepeth me guessing
wond'r if 't be true i'll ev'r receiveth the message

sayeth mine own prayeth'rs
but i hath lost faith a longeth timeth ago
dreameth conceit
i guesseth we're getting hath used to losing desire
guesseth we're losing desire

i coequal not wond'r wherefore thee answ'r not
at which hour i calleth thy nameth
art thee on the oth'r side? shall thee saveth us?
or shall thee runneth hence?

art thee on the oth'r side? shall thee saveth us?
or shall thee runneth hence?

I knoweth way too many braches in mine own city
it’s getting hard to findeth somebody diff'rent
so prithee colours if 't be true i am acting distant
so distant.
 
yeah
cometh through
we ain’t maketh plans, so it’s on thee
f'rget about thy sir anon
fuckin’ with the sir anon
i’ma doth the things yond that gent won’t doth
what thee gon’ doth?
rolleth up, rolleth up
colombian did shape liketh a coca
the lady livin’ la vida loca
4 in the m'rning, the lady showeth up
waist thin, accent so thick
tight dresseth, yeah w'rk yond the horror
phone’s off, nay calleth, nay pics
w'rk tom'rrow, she’ll calleth in sick
the lady might receiveth fir'd f'r yond
but alas t, the lady liketh wh're the lady at
wench thee knoweth i wanteth thee lacking valor
but i’m too fuck'd up f'r yond
too numb

i knoweth way too many braches in mine own city
it’s getting hard to findeth somebody diff'rent
so prithee colours if 't be true i am acting distant
so distant.
 
because i’m way too numb
f'r me to ev'r bethink yond thee couldst beest the one
but at which hour the night is ov'r i just needeth someone
so thee can falleth asleep but just don’t falleth in loveth
‘cus i’m way too numb

yeah i’m way too numb
f'r me to ev'r bethink yond thee couldst beest the one
but at which hour the night is ov'r i just needeth someone
so thee can falleth asleep but just don’t falleth in loveth
‘cus i’m way too numb
way too numb

wench thee knoweth what thee cameth h're
what thee cameth to doth
what maketh thee bethink t wouldn't beest the same f'r thee?
thou art only 22, th're’s so much hath left to doth
i'm way too selfish anon to saveth myself f'r thee
yond's real the horror
thee can still beest the one yond i chill with
has't a drinketh, has't some weed, popeth a pill with
nay loveth, nay stress, gotta dealeth with
yeah, yeah
one week, one week
i’ve hadst 5 girls in just one week
i’m not fustian wench i’m just lonely
lately don’t knoweth what’s wrong with me
i wilt beest numb

i knoweth way too many braches in mine own city
it’s getting hard to findeth somebody diff'rent
so prithee colours if 't be true i am acting distant
so distant.
 
because i’m way too numb
f'r me to ev'r bethink yond thee couldst beest the one
but at which hour the night is ov'r i just needeth someone
so thee can falleth asleep but just don’t falleth in loveth
‘cus i’m way too numb

yeah i’m way too numb
f'r me to ev'r bethink yond thee couldst beest the one
but at which hour the night is ov'r i just needeth someone
so thee can falleth asleep but just don’t falleth in loveth
‘cus i’m way too numb
way too numb

'cus i'm way too numb wench
i'm way too numb wench
i'm way too numb, yeah
What's the diff'rence between a sir and a monst'r
is't somewh're between “i can" and “i wanteth to"
is't somewh're between the promises i madeth
and the fact i couldn’t seeth something getting in the way
i hath used to bethink yond i knoweth what i wanteth
nev'r did see t coming unglu'd
i hath used to bethink yond i knoweth what i wanteth
anon it’s timeth to seeth if 't be true it’s true

i hadst so much c'rtainty
till yond moment i hath lost controleth
and i’ve hath tried but t nev'r wast up to me
i’ve did get nay w'rse foe
than the feareth of what’s still unknown
and the time’s cometh to realizeth th're shall beest
promises i can’t keepeth

what's the diff'rence between a loss and a f'rfeit
i hath tried to maketh t bett'r but i madeth t m're sick
i hath tried to maketh t right / but anon awaketh at night
i knoweth reality wast getting in the way
i hath used to bethink yond i kneweth who is't i wast
nev'r did see t coming unglu'd
i hath used to bethink yond i kneweth who is't i wast
anon it’s timeth to seeth if 't be true it’s true

i hadst so much c'rtainty
till yond moment i hath lost controleth
and i’ve hath tried but t nev'r wast up to me
i’ve did get nay w'rse foe
than the feareth of what’s still unknown
and the time’s cometh to realizeth th're shall beest
promises i can’t keepeth

i hadst so much c'rtainty
till yond moment i hath lost controleth
and i’ve hath tried but t nev'r wast up to me
i’ve did get nay w'rse foe
than the feareth of what’s still unknown
and the time’s cometh to realizeth th're shall beest
promises i can’t keepeth
promises i can't keepeth




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Offline Powerless

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #8 on: June 26, 2018, 09:20:32 »
DAY 1 ANSWERS

Song Lyrics - #1 - Post Malone - Otherside
Song Lyrics - #2 - Anth - Numb feat. Conor Maynard
Song Lyrics - #3 - Mike Shinoda - Promises I Can't Keep

DAY 2

Song Lyrics - #4
Song Lyrics - #5
Song Lyrics - #6
Tryna receiveth demons up outta me (demons)
turneth to a beast, consume thy art'ries (beast)
deceasing opponents so prop'rly (opponent)
unleashing the dark side what did get to me (got)
we cometh to taketh this the horror ov'r (hey)
foot on the gas, heareth the mot'r (skrrt)
switchin' mine own thoughts, i'm bipolar (woo)
i stareth in the eyes of a cobra (sss)
sayeth thee wanteth smoketh, cometh receiveth t (come on)
thee wanna playeth dumb, i'm wit' t (wit' t)
i'm about to taketh ov'r the city (hey)
i cameth with mine own committee, gang with t (gang)
cameth f'r the container and the profit (bag)
lookin' f'r the waft at which hour we did get t (wave)
nigga, thee ain't gallow nobody (boo)
bop-bop, yond's a whole corse (bop)

(cold case, bitter cold, bitter cold case).
 on the dark side, if 't be true thee keepeth bitter cold, t's a bitter cold case
in mine own right mind, i can writeth rhymes 'til i road rage
t's a yellow ten on mine own hath left wrist, and yond's all lodging
on mine own hams, thanking god yond that gent did get me through the teen

dang'r, dang'r
i fiteth not in, i'm a strang'r
believ'r, believ'r
i can't taketh out all the evil
empow'rment to all mine own people
i can proveth to thee i'm a leadeth'r
runneth through the wage, nay visa
f'rgive me 'cause mine own life illegal

searchin' f'r the container and the prize (bag)
on a mission lookin' f'r those folk lacking valor guys
can't runneth nay playeth ov'r mine own headeth, i'm real wise
behold at his eyes, wide, bethink that gent traumatiz'd
taketh me as a gleek, i'ma hangeth 'em on the rope (rope)
'cause wh're i'm from, we playeth not liketh yond on our side (no)
bett'r not freezeth 'cause we knoweth thou art gon' choketh (choke)
talketh behind mine own backeth but thy shots backfir'd
i knoweth thee hath tried but thee nev'r couldst survive
i seeth the feareth yond's in thy eyes (eyes)
i'm liketh f'rd, those gents tryna encave
those gents criticize in disguise (criticize)
those gents knoweth i can only bid the sooth (truth)
those gents knoweth all thee doth is bid lies (lies)
i'm about to taketh ov'r the city, bid me thee just with t
'cause i knoweth mine own squad gon' rideth (ride)

(cold case, bitter cold, bitter cold case).
 on the dark side, if 't be true thee keepeth bitter cold, t's a bitter cold case
in mine own right mind, i can writeth rhymes 'til i road rage
t's a yellow ten on mine own hath left wrist, and yond's all lodging
on mine own hams, thanking god yond that gent did get me through the teen

dang'r, dang'r
i fiteth not in, i'm a strang'r
believ'r, believ'r
i can't taketh out all the evil
empow'rment to all mine own people
i can proveth to thee i'm a leadeth'r
runneth through the wage, nay visa
f'rgive me 'cause mine own life illegal

cometh on, sayeth thee wanteth smoketh cometh receiveth t (wit' t)
thee wanna playeth dumb, i'm with t (gang, gang, container)
lookin' f'r the waft at which hour we did get t (wave)
bop-bop, yond's a whole corse (bop)

dang'r, dang'r
i fiteth not in, i'm a strang'r
believ'r, believ'r
i can't taketh out all the evil
empow'rment to all mine own people
i can proveth to thee i'm a leadeth'r
runneth through the wage, nay visa
f'rgive me 'cause mine own life illegal

dang'r, dang'r
i fiteth not in, i'm a strang'r
believ'r, believ'r
i can't taketh out all the evil
empow'rment to all mine own people
i can proveth to thee i'm a leadeth'r
runneth through the wage, nay visa
f'rgive me 'cause mine own life illegal

Hath spent 24 hours, i needeth m're hours with thee
thee hath spent the weekend getting coequal, ooh
we hath spent the late nights making things right between us
but anon t's all valorous, babe
rolleth yond backeth wood, babe
and playeth me closeth

'cause girls liketh thee runneth 'round with guys liketh me
'til travelling lamp down at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
girls liketh thee loveth excit'ment, and yeah, me too
what i wanteth at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee

i hath spent last night of all on the lasteth flight to thee
tooketh a whole day up trying to receiveth way up, ooh
we hath spent the daylight trying to maketh things right between us
but anon t's all valorous, babe
rolleth yond backeth wood, babe
and playeth me closeth

'cause girls liketh thee runneth 'round with guys liketh me
'til travelling lamp down at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
girls liketh thee loveth excit'ment, and yeah, me too
what i wanteth at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee

haply t's 6:45
haply i'm barely alive
haply thee've taken mine own the horror f'r the lasteth timeth, yeah
haply i knoweth yond i'm malt-worm
haply i knoweth thou art the one
haply thee bethinking t's bett'r if 't be true thee driveth

'cause girls liketh thee runneth 'round with guys liketh me
'til travelling lamp down at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah.
 'cause girls liketh thee runneth 'round with guys liketh me
'til travelling lamp down at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
girls liketh thee loveth excit'ment, and yeah, me too
what i wanteth at which hour i cometh through
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee, yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
i needeth a wench liketh thee
Who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah

i gaveth h'r ev'rything
the lady tooketh mine own heart and hath left me lonely
i bethink broken heart's contentious
i wonneth't fixeth, i'd rath'r weepeth
i'm hath lost then i'm hath found but
t's t'rture being in loveth
i loveth at which hour thou art 'round
but i fucking misprise at which hour thee leaveth

who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah

who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
who is't am i? someone yond's afraid to alloweth wend, uh
thee decideth, if 't be true thou art ev'r gonna, alloweth me knoweth (yeah)
suicide, if 't be true thee ev'r tryeth to alloweth wend, uh
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah
i'm depress'd, i knoweth yeah


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Offline Powerless

Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #9 on: June 27, 2018, 09:55:01 »
DAY 2 ANSWERS

Song Lyrics - #4 - Migos & Marshmello - Danger
Song Lyrics - #5 - Maroon 5 - Girls Like You
Song Lyrics - #6 - XXXTENTACION - Sad!

DAY 3

Song Lyrics - #7
Song Lyrics - #8
Song Lyrics - #9
Ev'rything's been so mess'd up h're lately
quaint sure that gent wanna not beest mine own baby
oh, that gent loveth not me, that gent loveth not me
that gent loveth not me, that gent loveth not me, but yond's tis fine
'cause i loveth me, yeah, i loveth me
yeah, i loveth me, yeah, i loveth myself concluded, be it

ev'rything's gonna beest good now
ev'rything's gonna beest tis fine
t's gonna beest a valorous, valorous life
yond's what mine own th'rapist sayeth
ev'rything's gonna beest good now
ev'rything's gonna beest just fine
t's gonna beest a valorous, valorous life

i'm a mess, i'm a los'r
i'm a coxcomb'r, i'm a us'r
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new
i'm obsessed, i'm embarrass'd
i trusteth not nay one 'round us
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new

nobody shows up unless i'm paying
has't a drinketh on me, che'rs to the failing
oh, that gent loveth not me, that gent loveth not me
that gent loveth not me, that gent loveth not me, but yond's tis fine
'cause i loveth me, yeah, i loveth me
yeah, i loveth me, yeah, i loveth myself concluded, be it

ev'rything's gonna beest good now
ev'rything's gonna beest well enow
t's gonna beest a valorous, valorous life
yond's what mine own th'rapist sayeth
ev'rything's gonna beest good now
ev'rything's gonna beest just fine
t's gonna beest a valorous, valorous life

i'm a mess, i'm a los'r
i'm a coxcomb'r, i'm a us'r
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new
i'm obsessed, i'm embarrass'd
i trusteth not nay one 'round us
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new

ev'rything's gonna beest good now, good now
ev'rything's gonna beest just fine, just fine
t's gonna beest a valorous, valorous life

i'm a mess, i'm a los'r
i'm a coxcomb'r, i'm a us'r
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new
i'm obsess'd (i'm obsessed), i'm embarrass'd
i trusteth not nay one 'round us
i'm a mess f'r thy loveth, t ain't new (yeah)

Thee receiveth hott'r than a ch'rry on a cigarette
did bet ev'ry dollar mother's a modeleth but thou art bett'r yet
the lady's 21 out on the runneth and turning ev'ry headeth
thy corse's hath built just liketh a weapon and thou art using t

but the Flibbertigibbet can heareth thee at which hour thee sayeth

c'mon and receiveth up (get up)
moveth thy corse, useth thy corse
loseth controleth

rubbeth t right up (back up)
'gainst mine own corse
taketh mine own corse, maketh t yours (so receiveth up)
we're gonna lighteth this cubiculo on fireth
yeah thee and i shall burneth t up tonight (so receiveth up)
the two of us art gonna fuel this fireth
nay way in hell we're slowing down tonight

then just f'r excit'ment thee taketh thy tongue and runneth t ov'r mine own lip
and gotta loveth the way the lady doest t f'r the hell of t
we're in positions yond most people only sayeth those gents knoweth
thee did get handeth right on a landmine eft to bloweth

but the Flibbertigibbet can heareth thee at which hour thee sayeth

c'mon and receiveth up (get up)
moveth thy corse, useth thy corse
loseth controleth

rubbeth t right up (back up)
'gainst mine own corse
taketh mine own corse, maketh t yours (so receiveth up)
we're gonna lighteth this cubiculo on fireth
yeah thee and i shall burneth t up tonight (so receiveth up)
the two of us art gonna fuel this fireth
nay way in hell we're slowing down tonight

thee wanteth me tappin' on thy backeth doth'r
thee did get me tappin' on thy backeth doth'r, baby
i did get thee actin' liketh thee wanteth m're
anon yond i’m tappin' on thy backeth doth'r, baby

but the Flibbertigibbet can heareth thee at which hour thee sayeth

c'mon and receiveth up (get up)
moveth thy corse, useth thy corse
loseth controleth

rubbeth t right up (back up)
'gainst mine own corse
taketh mine own corse, maketh t yours (so receiveth up)
we're gonna lighteth this cubiculo on fireth
yeah thee and i shall burneth t up tonight (so receiveth up)
the two of us art gonna fuel this fireth
nay way in hell we're slowing down tonight
H're cometh the travelling lamp, h're cometh the travelling lamp
and i sayeth t's good now

dram ladybird, t's been a longeth bitter cold lonely wint'r
dram ladybird, t doth feel liketh years since t's been h're

h're cometh the travelling lamp, h're cometh the travelling lamp
and i sayeth t's good now

dram ladybird, the smiles returning to the faces
dram ladybird, t seemeth liketh years since t's been h're

h're cometh the travelling lamp, h're cometh the travelling lamp
and i sayeth t's good now

travelling lamp, travelling lamp, travelling lamp, h're t cometh
travelling lamp, travelling lamp, travelling lamp, h're t cometh
travelling lamp, travelling lamp, travelling lamp, h're t cometh
travelling lamp, travelling lamp, travelling lamp, h're t cometh
travelling lamp, travelling lamp, travelling lamp, h're t cometh

dram ladybird, i feeleth yond ice is but soft melting
dram ladybird, t seemeth liketh years since t's been cleareth

h're cometh the travelling lamp, h're cometh the travelling lamp
and i sayeth t's good now
h're cometh the travelling lamp, h're cometh the travelling lamp
t's good now, t's good now

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #10 on: June 28, 2018, 22:27:22 »
DAY 3 ANSWERS

Song Lyrics - #7 - Bebe Rexha - I'm A Mess
Song Lyrics - #8 - My Darkest Days - Move Your Body
Song Lyrics - #9 - The Beatles - Here Comes The Sun

DAY 4

Song Lyrics - #10
Song Lyrics - #11
Song Lyrics - #12
In the town full of plaited cars and
did crowd bars and sup'rmodels
looks jump the way t didst inside mine own headeth
at which hour i dream'd about t
all the things i couldst liveth without
i needeth now it 'cause those gents're all 'round me
only thing yond i can't aff'rd is to loseth myself
tryna beest somebody, somebody

thee shouldst've known bett'r
than to hark to thy heart again
people changeth with the weath'r
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
i very not much liketh anybody
so bid not me i'm liketh anybody else
thee putteth t backeth togeth'r
alloweth not t falleth apart again
people changeth with the weath'r

in the town full of plaited cars and
did crowd bars and sup'rmodels
looks jump the way t didst inside mine own headeth
at which hour i dream'd about t
all the things i couldst liveth without
i needeth now it 'cause those gents're all 'round me
only thing yond i can't aff'rd is to loseth myself
tryna beest somebody, somebody

somebody
somebody
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
somebody

in mine own headeth i kneweth bett'r (in mine own headeth i kneweth bett'r)
i wonneth't censure t on mine own faults again
i knoweth i shouldst f'rget h'r
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
i very not much liketh anybody
so bid not me i'm liketh anybody else

in the town full of plaited cars and
did crowd bars and sup'rmodels
looks jump the way t didst inside mine own headeth
at which hour i dream'd about t
all the things i couldst liveth without
i needeth now it 'cause those gents're all 'round me
only thing yond i can't aff'rd is to loseth myself
tryna beest somebody, somebody

somebody, somebody, somebody
somebody, somebody
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
somebody, somebody
somebody, somebody
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)

'cause i very not much liketh anybody
so bid not me i'm liketh anybody
'cause i very not much liketh anybody
so bid not me i'm liketh anybody

in the town full of plaited cars and
did crowd bars and sup'rmodels
looks jump the way t didst inside mine own headeth
at which hour i dream'd about t
all the things i couldst liveth without
i needeth now it 'cause those gents're all 'round me
only thing yond i can't aff'rd is to loseth myself
tryna beest somebody, somebody

somebody, somebody
somebody, somebody
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
somebody, somebody
somebody, somebody
(you knoweth, just knoweth what i liketh)
thee can stand ho tryna beest somebody
thee can stand ho tryna beest somebody

Full blown, runneth rich, brinx
yo, mula, yo, yeah
ayo

i knoweth what these niggas liketh, and t ain't mine own charm
i ain't no more brain than stone, this $250 on mine own armeth
i liketh wage m're than dick, nigga, yond's a fact
thee bethink pussy's ev'rything? well, alloweth's has't a chat
a-a-ass out, pussy bacon-fed, pointeth me to a rich nigga
who is't gon' rico, ace me, payeth in full mine own wage, mitch nigga?
i'ma holp that gent alas the checketh up, i'ma runneth the business
if 't be true thy wench receiveth not t poppin', putteth me on thy wishlist
hitlist, anon that gent sendin' gifts liketh if 't be true t's christmas
that gent sayeth, "baby, ev'ryday we ballin'," i sayeth, "swish, swish"
did get that gent callin' nonstop 'cause that gent wanna not misseth this
i hath said, "don't panic, keepeth the faith, nigga, big's wench"
(real rich nigga amorous rite)

if 't be true thee knoweth thy pussy w'rth a benz truck
(rich amorous rite)
alloweth not homie alas unless his bands up
(rich amorous rite)
wend to dr, receiveth yond bacon-fed transf'r
(rich amorous rite)
t ain't such a thing as hath broken and handsome
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)

lil mama hath said the lady only fuckin' on a rich dick
i cum in h'r visage and bid h'r, "now thee lookin' rich, wench"
h'r cousin in the oth'r cubiculo, can i receiveth a witness?
we couldst has't some rich amorous rite, cannot has't nay rich kids
facts, all mine own braches has't nay limits
fuck'd h'r in a helicopt'r, anon the lady screamin' "sky's the limit"
alas h'r in the dropeth top, anon the lady screamin' "sky's the limit"
hath sent h'r backeth to who is't the lady with, anon the lady screamin' "why i'm with that gent?"
alas, lil mama hath said the lady only suckin' on a rich dick
maketh thee putteth thy wage wh're thy that from which we speak at, yond's some lipstick
alloweth's alas on the wage 'f're we counteth yond, yond's some rich the horror
pussy smelleth liketh wage at which hour i'm down th're, yond some nic the horror
(real rich nigga amorous rite)

if 't be true thee knoweth thy pussy w'rth a benz truck
(rich amorous rite)
alloweth not homie alas unless his bands up
(rich amorous rite)
wend to dr, receiveth yond bacon-fed transf'r
(rich amorous rite)
t ain't such a thing as hath broken and handsome
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)
if 't be true thee alloweth yond hath broken nigga alas, we tellin'
(rich amorous rite)

rich who is't? did get bricks, too
the rich receiveth rich'r, yond's mine own ritual
rich crew, link mine own wench, too
mack tooketh the wraith, me and tune did fly

i coequal not knoweth wh're we going these days, wh're we landing
queen, wh're we going again?
to the moon, alice, the goon palace
we receiveth not flyeth, we taketh flight, haha
woo! haha, ahh-haha, ahh!
thee nimble-footed, doggie? thee nimble-footed, doggie?
(next stand ho: new y'rk)
hahaha, rrrrrr!
Can't i just turneth backeth the horologe?
f'rgive mine own sins
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again
i knoweth yond i mess'd t up
timeth and timeth again
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again

i wast switchin' up the lanes
steppin' out the frameth i'm in
i wast pulling on the reigns
sick off all the same happenin'
i gage i wast looking f'r disast'r
did mix with a bombard of gin
and just because i cometh home aft'r
doesn't cullionly thee'll taketh me in

thee seeth mine own w'rld is spinning liketh th're's nothing to knoweth
thee seeth mine own w'rld is humour liketh t just might explodeth
and aye i knoweth t's hard to taketh t backwards from mine own mind
i needeth to receiveth a rideth, needeth to seeth some lighteth cometh in

can't i just turneth backeth the horologe?
f'rgive mine own sins
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again
i knoweth yond i mess'd t up
timeth and timeth again
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again

feelin' liketh haply i'm unappreciat'd
liketh mine own presence in thy life hast been alleviat'd
i feeleth liketh ev'rything i've done bef're is diff'rent anon
but i can seeth cleareth'r than ev'r from a distance anon
ev'ry day i doth t, i been goin' through t
but thee nev'r kneweth t 'cause i nev'r hath shown thee
thee gaveth me the w'rld, so i feeleth i did owe thee
i been lookin' through the mirr'r and yond's the fusty thee
imma receiveth t even but now, knoweth not how
but i gage yond we're gonna maketh t somehow
i'm all in, t's from the heart again
ope up thy mind and haply we couldst starteth again

can't i just turneth backeth the horologe?
f'rgive mine own sins
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again
i knoweth yond i mess'd t up
timeth and timeth again
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again

oh-oh-ohhh, oh-oh-oh
oh-oh-ohhh, oh-oh-oh

and aye i knoweth t's hard to taketh t backwards from mine own mind
i needeth to receiveth a rideth, needeth to seeth some lighteth cometh in
can't i just turneth backeth the horologe?
f'rgive mine own sins
i just wanna rolleth mine own sleeves up
and starteth again


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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #11 on: June 30, 2018, 04:17:09 »
DAY 4 ANSWERS

Song Lyrics - #10 - The Chainsmokers, Drew Love - Somebody
Song Lyrics - #11 - Nicki Minaj - Rich Sex feat. Lil Wayne
Song Lyrics - #12 - One Republic - Start Again feat. Logic

DAY 5

Song Lyrics - #13
Song Lyrics - #14
Song Lyrics - #15
I tryeth to keepeth mine own secrets, but i wilt admiteth
oft i drinketh mine own feelings, so i can alloweth thee in
mem'ries bleeding, at which hour thee toucheth mine own skin
then thou art backeth again, oh

and i nev'r, ev'r hath called
t's because i did hate goodbyes, thee knoweth
yond i nev'r, ev'r hath called
because i didn't wanna alloweth thee wend
and if 't be true i nev'r, ev'r hath called
t's because i did hate goodbyes, thee knoweth
so i nev'r, ev'r hath called
causeth i didn't wanna alloweth thee knoweth

yond i'm such a lacking valor, lacking valor coystrill
and thee just setteth mine own bones on fireth
and i just needeth a handeth on mine own that from which we speak, at which hour thou art 'round
stand ho t from pouring out
i'm a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, coystrill
such a bad-
such a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, coystrill

i hath tried to hideth mine own emotions
but those gents're runnin' free
oft those gents're hard to notion
i feeleth those gents're drownin' me
wherefore am i only ope
at which hour thou art about to leaveth?

yeah t maketh nay senseth, oh
and i nev'r, ev'r hath called
t's because i did hate goodbyes, thee knoweth
yond i nev'r, ev'r hath called
because i didn't wanna alloweth thee knoweth

yond i'm such a lacking valor, lacking valor coystrill
and thee just setteth mine own bones on fireth
and i just needeth a handeth on mine own that from which we speak, at which hour thou art 'round
stand ho t from pouring out
i'm a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, coystrill
such a bad-
such a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, bad-

if 't be true i'm bein' honest, i'll just sayeth i did want
yeah, square the feelin', i'll ope up to thee
i'll square the feelin', i'll ope up
and if 't be true i'm bein' honest, i'mma free fallin'
yeah, square the feelin', i'll ope up to thee

causeth thee knoweth i'm such a lacking valor, lacking valor coystrill
and thee just setteth mine own bones on fireth
and i just needeth a handeth on mine own that from which we speak, at which hour thou art 'round
stand ho t from pouring out
i'm a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, coystrill
such a bad-
such a lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, lacking valor, coystrill

Heaven knoweth yond i’m b'rn too late f'r these ghosts yond i
chaseth with these dreams i inflate did paint skies in mine own
brain ev'ry day i’m carl sagan in space to escapeth
this fusty w'rld
this fusty w'rld

somedays i forswear wide awaketh till the travelling lamp hits mine own
visage and i vade elevate from the earth far
hence to a lodging wh're i’m free from the weight
this fusty w'rld
this fusty w'rld

i don’t trusteth aught
or anyone
below the travelling lamp
i don’t feeleth aught
at all

i’m king of the clouds
of the clouds
i receiveth did lift
i receiveth did lift
king of the clouds
of the clouds
i receiveth did lift
i receiveth did lift

some only liveth to kicketh the bucket i’m alive to flyeth high'r than
angels in outfields inside of mine own mind i’m
ascending these ladd'rs i’m climbin’ sayeth goodbye
this fusty w'rld
this fusty w'rld

and at which hour
i falleth to riseth with stardust in mine own eyes in the
backbone of night i’m combustible dusteth in the
fireth at which hour i can’t catch but a wink a winketh i’m too not restful
this fusty w'rld
this fusty w'rld

i don’t trusteth aught
or anyone
below the travelling lamp
i don’t feeleth aught
at all

i’m king of the clouds
of the clouds
i receiveth did lift
i receiveth did lift
king of the clouds
of the clouds
i receiveth did lift
i receiveth did lift
imagination
taketh me somewh're i
don’t knoweth
i’m hath lost
but i bett'r findeth t
high-lone

i keepeth searching
Bid ev'rybody i'm on mine own way
new cater-cousins and new places to seeth
with blue skies ahead, aye
i'm on mine own way
and th're's nowh're else
yond i'd rath'r beest

bid ev'rybody i'm on mine own way
and i'm loving ev'ry stepeth i taketh
with the travelling lamp beating down, aye
i'm on mine own way
and i can't keepeth this smileth off mine own visage

'cause th're's nothing liketh seeing
each oth'r again
nay matt'r what the distance between
and the st'ries yond we bid
shall maketh thee smileth
oh t very much lifts mine own heart

so bid 'em all i'm on mine own way
new cater-cousins and new places to seeth
and to catch but a wink und'r the stars
who is't couldst asketh f'r m're
with the moon keeping gaze ov'r me

not the snoweth, not the raineth
can changeth mine own mind
the travelling lamp shall cometh out, waiteth and seeth
and the humour of the windeth in thy visage
can lift thy heart
oh th're's nowh're i wouldst rath'r beest

'cause i'm on mine own way anon
well and truly
i'm on mine own way anon

(i'm on mine own way anon)
(i'm on mine own way anon)
(i'm on mine own way anon)

bid ev'rybody i'm on mine own way
and i just can't waiteth to beest th're
with blue skies ahead, aye
i'm on mine own way
and nothing but valorous times to shareth

so bid ev'rybody i'm on mine own way
and i just can't waiteth to beest home
with the travelling lamp beating down, aye
i'm on mine own way
and nothing but valorous times to showeth
i'm on mine own way

aye, i'm on mine own way

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #12 on: July 01, 2018, 05:19:52 »
DAY 5 ANSWERS

Song Lyrics - #13 - Krewella - Bad Liar
Song Lyrics - #14 - Panic! At The Disco - King of the Clouds
Song Lyrics - #15 - Phil Collins - On My Way

DAY 6

Song Lyrics - #16
Song Lyrics - #17
Song Lyrics - #18
Bangeth!
explosions in mine own headeth yond just wonneth't did quit
a traineth hast did crash into the mure 'round mine own heart
and hath left the fusty me dead, oblit'rat'd.
 
stand ho!
mine own breathing in the night at which hour thou art not th're
the silence ringing through mine own ears
and all i wanteth to doth is heareth thy voice
but thou art not th're

drawn togeth'r
painteth'rs brusheth stroketh
sleight of handeth we,
we wonneth't wend up in smoketh
fates colliding
loveth undying

liketh the rising tide
beating hearts groweth but nev'r kicketh the bucket
to simplifyeth
i'll standeth by thy side
closeth mine own eyes
desire shall nev'r kicketh the bucket

wend!
and taketh hence the teen of being me
sootheth mine own soul, caress mine own heart
and endeth mine own feareth, all mine own lacking valor mem'ries
eradicat'd

ringeth!
liketh gunshots hath heard 'gainst the silent night
mine own loveth is loud'r than these w'rds.
 those gents're stout'r than the rest, unstoppable
unstoppable

drawn togeth'r
painteth'rs brusheth stroketh
sleight of handeth we,
we wonneth't wend up in smoketh
fates colliding
loveth undying

kicketh the bucket.
 
drawn togeth'r
painteth'rs brusheth stoke
sleight of handeth we,
we wonneth't wend up in smoketh
fates colliding
loveth undying

kicketh the bucket.
 
yeah

Sir i venture to findeth
life's adventure is mineth
ent'r the mind of the lemon on the assembly line
with the heart of a lifesav'r swimm'r
at which hour i'm pounding through the arctic t's the ice breaketh'r skipp'r

life pace depict'r
sky scrap'r swingeth'r
in flight late in wint'r
t's yond night raven singeth'r
in a dark w'rld with the mind-state of splint'r
the lighteth ray emitt'r at which hour mine own mic paints the picture

topic syn'rgy
did mix with exotic imag'ry
i'm the conducteth'r of this cosmic hypnotic symphony
so witness me, dancin in the spoteth brah,
the apparition in the machine
t's the phantom of this op'ra

alloweth's findeth the sooth behind am'rica's hitteth and runneth
as those gents hath heard me rearin' and tearin' through area 51
the ants scurry und'r the eye of echelon
alloweth's receiveth in 'rbit - alloweth's revive the renaissance
behold at hist'ry - half of t is mistold
causeth the winn'r writes t in this atmosph'ric gudgeon globe
the grand vista - sooth is the most wondrous ally
and yond's the clutch pointeth through the hoop and the meshes shalt i
continueth till w're togeth'r in reality?
behold how far we've cometh
we're magelans of the galaxy
seeth the dots thee connecteth and seweth the arras
then standeth backeth from life's mosaic mast'rpiece

rebels with the did hang'r to winneth
yond's wherefore three saucy devils just did get und'r thy skin

i'm a soldi'r of the travelling lamp with a caliver yond blows roses
didst what those gents hath said we couldn't anon behold who is't's the nay hopeth'rs
we can toucheth god through the pow'r of a crowd
bush bashing with a butch'r bodkin
how thee liketh me anon?
those gents calleth me humour'r charm at which hour i dudgeon a track
i'm from a w'rld wh're the rabbit pulls the sir outta hats
so cometh 'long th're's nothing wrong with seeing max on a beareth's backeth
with a bong singing songs in his trackies and airmax

yo those gents wanteth me to leaveth t 'r loveth t i'd rath'r keepeth t and alas t
causeth this reef'r i'm puffin hast did get me deep in discussion
and nobody is as free as eso
i spineth the mind out liketh a bmx spake

i wast hath sent with a destiny to protecteth mine own owneth pedigree
keepeth this hath kept in thy mem'ry and i'll did bet thee'll rememb'r me
this is mental telepathy
on the edge of the cemetry
wh're the Flibbertigibbet eventually hast to grise to mine own weaponry

i'm did get infinite ammo
i'm liketh a ninja in camo
i sitteth in the shadows and spiteth liketh the tipeth of an arrow
i shooteth the horror with the sparrows
until i mast'r the teen
pardon the flames
carvin mine own nameth in the parketh at which hour t rains
in the garden of chains
we receiveth hath lost in the labrynth
coequal using half of mine own brain
wench, gaze what shall befall
so
doth thee very much bethink thy festinate'r than mine own blade?
causeth i gotta liquid sw'rd and i'ma parketh t in thy visage

rebels with the did hang'r to winneth
yond's wherefore three saucy devils just did get und'r thy skin
I walketh in bawbling steps, heavy doses
headeth down so thee nev'r noticeth
headphones on, a quiet song
tryeth to block t out, t's so hard to focus
i receiveth hath lost in those tiny moments
and but soft starteth to breatheth
those w'rds did hurt, but i knoweth yond
i'm not broken until i bleedeth

so cutteth me out
or cutteth me ope f'r the lasteth timeth
seeth if 't be true i'm hollow on the inside

is this all we art?
taketh turns at painful w'rds and scars?
if 't be true th're's any life hath left deep inside of me
i standeth tall, thee'll falleth f'r aught

i walketh in bawbling steps, not holding backeth
taketh timeth bef're i react
those gents're waiting f'r mine own falleth so those gents can has't t all
and i'm fine with yond
causeth i've been down yond base a lot
i knoweth what t's liketh, but i nev'r f'rgot
the most wondrous way to the bottom
is the w'rst way to the top

just behold 'round thee
thou art living a forswear liketh t's the only way
with not restful eyes cometh dark'r days
thy timeth, t's all i ev'r did want
but timeth is not the same as trusteth
leaveth ev'rything f'r those folk
but none f'r us

at which hour the day cometh
i standeth tall, thee'll falleth
thee'll seeth
thee'll falleth f'r aught

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2]
« Reply #13 on: July 02, 2018, 06:09:38 »
Day 6 Results:
Song Lyrics - #16 - Atreyu - When Two Are One
Song Lyrics - #17 - Bliss N Eso - Art House Audio
Song Lyrics - #18 - Dangerkids - Cut Me Out

FINAL RESULTS

1. Tracie - 61pts. [10Mgp]

2. Nikkie - 55pts. [5Mgp]
3. Krazy Golf - 30pts. [2Mgp]
4. Dusbro - 10pts.
5. Aquanoise - 5pts.
6. Rebeca - 5pts.

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Re: Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 2] [FINAL RESULTS]
« Reply #14 on: July 02, 2018, 18:25:37 »
Thanks for this Power, glad I could recognise some songs XD

 

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