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Love, Death, & Robots on Netflix. Collection of animated shorts (10-20 minutes each), each done in a different animation style and each more or less related to some combo of love, death, or robot theme. Some are fairly mild, but some are a hard TV-MA. Third collection recently dropped.

I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm beggin' you to beg me

And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge Staring down into a heartless sea Can't face life on a razor's edge Nothing's what you thought it would be

Watched a handful of episodes. Very funny. Definitely see the Letterkenny vibe crossed with Parks and Rec.

Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Pictures came and broke your heart Oh-a-a-a oh

Radios of the world are tuning in tonight, Are you on the dial, are you tuned in right? One of our D.J.'s is missing. Are you listening? Are you listening to me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me clearly? Around the dial.

Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you?

Rock and roll band, everybody's waitin' Gettin' crazy, anticipatin' Love, and music, play, play, play, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now, I'm lookin' to the sky to save me Lookin' for a sign of life Lookin' for somethin' to help me burn out bright And I'm lookin' for a complication Lookin' cause I'm tired of lyin' Make my way back home when I learn to fly high

Watched the first two, and it's just meh (which is pretty much as expected). The acting so far ranges from ok, or at least entertaining (Kumail Nanjiani, Ewan, Jimmy Smits) to "Star Wars Standard" (most everyone else) to wtf awful (Third Sister inquisitor). And how come no adult can run as fast as a 10 year old? Season 1 of the Mandalorian set the bar high, and no Disney+ Star Wars shows since have come close.

I see red And it hurts my head I guess it must be something That I read It's the color of your heartbeat A rising summer sun The battle lost or won The flash to fashion The pulse to passion Feels red inside my head

I lost myself on a cool, damp night I gave myself in that misty light Was hypnotized by a strange delight Under a lilac tree I made wine from the lilac tree Put my heart in its recipe Makes me see what I want to see And be what I want to be

Recipes for mangos and lots and lots of lyrics

When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No, I won't be afraid Oh, I won't be afraid Just as long as you stand, stand by me

You can take me to the paradise And then again you can be cold as ice I'm over my head (over my head) Oh, but it sure feels nice

Robert De Niro - The Deer Hunter Al Pacino - The Godfather Haing Ngor - The Killing Fields Gregory Peck - Gentleman's Agreement Meryl Streep - Sophie's Choice

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn

In your eyes The light, the heat (in your eyes) I am complete (in your eyes) I see the doorway (in your eyes) To a thousand churches (in your eyes) The resolution (in your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches (in your eyes)

I want to break free, I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self-satisfied I don't need you I've got to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free

If you need somebody (free, free, set them free) Call my name (free, free, set them free) If you want someone (free, free, set them free) You can do the same (free, free, set them free) If you want to keep something precious (free, free, set them free) You got to lock it up and throw away the key (free, free, set them free) You wanna hold onto your possession (free, free, set them free) Don't even think about me (free, free, set them free)

So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing, "This'll be the day that I die" This will be the day that I die

Learning to match the beat of the old-world man Learning to catch the heat of the third-world man He's got to make his own mistakes And learn to mend the mess he makes He's old enough to know what's right And young enough not to choose it He's noble enough to win the world But weak enough to lose it He's a new-world man

All is for the best Believe in what we're told Blind men in the market Buying what we're sold

When we were younger We thought everyone was on our side Then we grew a little And romanticized the time I saw Flowers in your hair

What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing? Can't you tell that your tie's too wide? Maybe I should buy some old tab collars? Welcome back to the age of jive. Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey? You can't dress trashy till you spend a lot of money. Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me