Plot
Under the direction of their group therapist, Dr. Johnson, June, Reaper, Seattle, Trig and Izzie go on weekly group dates. Each group date is supposed to give them an opportunity to express themselves in a supportive environment. However, it doesn't take long for things to go wrong, and the daters are right back where they started. Each week, the daters debrief with Dr. Johnson and see if they are any closer to their romantic goals. They're sure they can work themselves out, if they ever learn to give up their bad habits. If not this week, maybe next time. And trust me, a bad date for these guys would be a good start!
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Plot
Each season, series producers choose a diverse group of seven to eight people in their late teens to mid-20s to live together in a major city. The series presents their spontaneous, unscripted interactions with one another and the world around them, focusing on a different group and city each season.
Keywords: gay-friend, gay-interest, mtv, non-fiction, roommate, three-word-title, travel
Campfire Stories Can Be Deadly
There's a bad moon rising...and it just got worse
Seattle (pronounced /siːˈætɫ̩/ ( listen) see-AT-əl or /siːˈæɾɫ̩/) is the county seat of King County, in the U.S. state of Washington. With 608,660 residents as of the 2010 Census, Seattle is the largest city in the Northwestern United States. The Seattle metropolitan area of about 3.4 million inhabitants is the 15th largest metropolitan area in the country. The city is a major coastal seaport situated on a narrow isthmus between Puget Sound (an arm of the Pacific Ocean) and Lake Washington, about 114 miles (183 km) south of the Canada–United States border. In 2010, Seattle was the sixth busiest port in the United States, serving as a major gateway for trade with Asia.
The Seattle area had been inhabited by Native Americans for at least 4,000 years before the first permanent white settlers.Arthur A. Denny and his group of travelers, subsequently known as the Denny Party, arrived at Alki Point on November 13, 1851. The settlement was moved to its current site and renamed "Seattle" in 1853, after Chief Seattle of the local Duwamish and Suquamish tribes.
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle
Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild
Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle
. . . in Seattle!
When it's time to leave your home and your loved ones
It's the hardest thing a boy can ever do
An' you pray that you will find someone warm an' sweet an' kind
But you're not sure what's waiting there for you!
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle
Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild
Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle
. . . in Seattle!
When you find your own true love, you will know it
By her smile, by the look in her eye
Scent of pine trees in the air, never knew a day so fair
It makes you feel so proud that you could cry!
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle
Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild
Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle
. . . in Seattle!
In Seattle . . . in Seattle . . . in Seattle!
The bluer skies you've never seen than in Seattle
And the hills're greenest green in Seattle
Like a beautiful child growing up being wild
Full of hopes and full of fears full of laughter full of tears
Full of dreams for lasting years in Seattle in Seattle
Well it's time to leave your home and your loved ones
It's the hardest thing a girl can do
And you pray that you will find someone warm sweet and kind
Cause you're not sure what's waiting for you
The bluer skies you've never seen...
[ strings ]
When you find your own true love you will know it
By the smile by the look in his eyes
It's in the pinetrees in the air never knew it could be so fair
It makes you so proud that you could cry
The bluer skies you've never seen...
Don' like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
Get out of my world
What in the world
Shoeboxed around the rifle range
Have all your functions rearranged
Your mind and body gagged and bound
On a new familiar playing ground
The ordinary will ignore
Whatever they canot explain
As if--nothing ever happened
And everything remained the same again
What in the world
Get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Open your mouth now
Secret signs and knowing looks
These sunny days will cook the books
Happy to take the misery
This mortal life can bring to me
Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
What in the world
What in, get out, get out, get out of my world
What in the world
Ridin' 'round and 'round in my car
I can't afford to go very far
It needs a new transmission and new brakes
Parking tickets, I cannot pay
They're gonna have to tow me away
Tow me away 'cause I can't afford to drive
We're outta groceries again
Ain't got no money to spend
The credit card is maxed out so let's get high
'Cause it's raining all the time
And the rain's been seeping through my mind
But I'll get by
I've got a nasty rash on my rocker
Can't afford to go see the doctor
I know I'll be all right in a couple of weeks
Happy hour, that's where were meeting
Eat for free as long as your drinking
Hey that ain't no problem for you and me
We're outta groceries again
Ain't got no money to spend
The credit card is maxed out so let's get high
'Cause it's raining all the time
And the rain's been seeping through my mind
But I'll get by
We're outta groceries again
Ain't got no money to spend
The credit card is maxed out so let's get high
'Cause it's raining all the time
And the rain's been seeping through my mind
But I'll get by
Yeah I'm all right
I lay me down tonight
Searching for words to say
So many doubts that fight me
Calling out Your name
But Lord it's me again
Ready for something new
Please rest upon my heart
Like the morning dew
Holy Spirit rain like Seattle
Overtake my life like a flood
Like California, shake what's not like You
I just want a heart like Yours
Just like a painter has
Some colors and a brush
Upon the canvas soon
A masterpiece becomes
Please take all that I am
And all that I can be
Transform, renew, restore
Create a better me
Holy Spirit rain like Seattle
Overtake my life like a flood
Like California, shake what's not like You
I just want a heart like Yours
Holy Spirit rain like Seattle
Overtake my life like a flood
Like California, shake what's not like You
I just want a heart like Yours
Open up my heart
Fill me with Your love
Every single part
Make me what You're made of
Take me from the start
Hold my hand in Yours
Let the rain pour
Holy Spirit rain like Seattle
Overtake my life like a flood
Like California shake what's not like You
My real estate
My life is dull
And dried up like the sound
A voice makes when the heart grows cold
And it's going that way
I think I'll move out of state
Somewhere far from Seattle city lights
They burn my eyes
California sounds nice but California's a lie
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind
All this time
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
My life is like a rolling river
So muddy and absurd
And although I might be mistaken
I know that I'll be heard
And I find the second I try to pull away
I'm thrown back in line
All this time
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
And we are looking for the same thing. the same thing
Seattle is calling me back home, back home
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
Whoa, whoa
"Seattle" by PIL (Happy, The Greatest Hits...So far)
Released Sept. 7, 1987
Written by Dias, Edmonds, Lydon, McGeoch, Smith
Prod. by Gary Langan & PIL
Don' like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
Get out of my world
What in the world
Shoeboxed around the rifle range
Have all your functions rearranged
Your mind and body gagged and bound
On a new familiar playing ground
The ordinary will ignore
Whatever they canot explain
As if--nothing ever happened
And everything remained the same again
What in the world (3)
Get out of my world (3)
Get up, get out, get out of my world (repeat)
Open your mouth now
Secret signs and knowing looks
These sunny days will cook the books
Happy to take the misery
This mortal life can bring to me
Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
What in the world (3)
What in, get out, get out, get out of my worlkld
What in the world
Palaces, barricades, threats meet promises
Fighting for survival is such a boring Battle
Want to get into my car
I wanna drive out to Seattle
Where the used record stores
Have much better prices
But I don't have a car
And I don't have a license
Should I take another walk to the DMV
Get another learners permit with a Picture of me
I'd put it in my wallet
Along with my four dollars
And the condom that's still in there
That has probably expired
I'd leave home for New York
But New York is where I'm from
I'm just looking for a way
To feel my life has begun
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee
Living in the city
Where I'm working like a walrus
But man I don't need your money
Man I'm gonna be an artist
Feeling like I wanna do whatever
I feel inside
Put it down on paper
And I'll hope that people buy it
And my only minor worry
Is how to pay the rent
But that won't even matter
When I lose my apartment
Then I'll really have no worries
I'll be just like a cassette
That you've taped up the tabs up
To put something new on it
And when I hit record
God only knows what I will be
And if there is no god
Then it's a better mystery
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee
Fighting for survival and I guess I must Be winning
And my story is so long
I can't remember the beginning
Am I an optimist
Or am I a pessimist
If I see a half empty half full cup
Is half full
Of nothingness.
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee
(Montengro/Sheldon/Keller)
The bluest skies you've ever seen in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green in Seattle
Like a beautiful child growing up free and wild
Full of hopes and full of fears
Full of laughter full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years in Seattle
In Seattle
When it's time to leave your home and your loved ones
It's the hardest thing a boy can ever do
And you pray that you will find
Someone warm and sweet and kind
But you're not sure what's waiting there for you
The bluest skies you've ever seen in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green in Seattle
Like a beautiful child growing up free and wild
Full of hopes and full of fears
Full of laughter full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years in Seattle
In Seattle
When you find your own true love
You will know it
By her smile, by the look in her eye
Scent of pine trees in the air
Never knew a day so fair
It makes you feel so good
That you could cry
The bluest skies you've ever seen in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green in Seattle
Like a beautiful child growing up free and wild
Full of hopes and full of fears
Full of laughter full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years in Seattle
Who else would be
Calling me at 3 am
Just to tell me
You're still there
The sky's still falling
Tell me what you
Need to hear this time to make it count
And to get you out of
Seattle, I don't know why
You stand under the clouds expecting to stay dry
Can't you see the day you'll ever win
That battle
Is the day they'll take the rain out of Seattle
He's still got that
Hold on you that makes you crazy
Your bags are packed
But you don't really plan on leaving
Why do you wait?
All that city does is bring you down
And you could get out of
Seattle, I don't know why
You stand under the clouds expecting to stay dry
Can't you see the day you'll ever win
That battle
Is the day they'll take the rain out of Seattle
Seattle...
Fall, fall, falling
Oh, the sky keeps falling
And it gets so heavy on your heart
Fall, fall, falling
Oh, the tears keep falling
And you keep staying where you are
Seattle, I don't know why
You stand under the clouds expecting to stay dry
Seattle, I don't know how
I'm supposed to help you if you won't leave town
Oh, can't you see the day you'll ever win
That battle
Is the day they'll take the rain out
The day they'll take the rain out of
Seattle
Seattle
Oh, can't you see
You'll never take the rain out of
Seattle
You took a plane to seattle
But I'm still here is LA
Can't stop thinking about you
Hope you're feeling the same
There's no doubt in my mind now
Don't want to spend one more day
Without you kissing me baby
So I'm making a change
What am I doing
You only left yesterday
Now I'm leaving the sunshine
To be with you in the rain
No I haven't been drinking
Well maybe one glass of wine
Oh I'm leaving the good life
To where the sun never shines
I want to hear you sing to me
Just like the man in the moon
Yeah I'll be smiling forever
As long as I'm there with you
No I won't waste a moment
I'm going to be there tonight
Taking nothing but good love
I'll leave everything else behind
Well what am I doing
You only left yesterday
Now I'm leaving the sunshine
To be with you in the rain
No I haven't been drinking
Well maybe one glass of wine
Oh I'm leaving the good life
To where the sun never shines
The way that you call me baby
You really drive me insane
I'm on a plane to seattle
Yeah I'm leaving LA
What am I doing
You only left yesterday
Now I'm leaving the sunshine
To be with you in the rain
No I haven't been drinking
Well maybe one glass of wine
Oh I'm leaving the good life
To where the sun never shines
The way that you call me baby
You really drive me insane
I'm on a plane to seattle
Yeah I'm leaving LA
The way that you call me baby
You really drive me insane
I'm on a plane to seattle
I miss my boy when I’m in Seattle
I’d like to ride him like a horse without a saddle
I’d like to spank him with a big wooden paddle
I get so horny when I’m in Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
On the road, it’s such a battle
When I go out I like to shake my rattle
It gets so hard without someone to straddle
I get so horny when I’m in Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
You once lived by the sword
Now the cocktails wash down drinks you can't afford
Shoes are rusting by the door
And you're burned out on this scene
Frozen funds and lucid dreams
So what do you complain at me for?
You're staring out the sides of your front door
You knew that it was more than just the desert you left
behind
To settle for a world of fallbacks
And friends who fall apart on contact
Music that you never used to listen to gets you by
Now your days all start the same
You float the Acheron with friends you never made
'Til it all just fades to gray
And you're burned out on this town
Saddled up and settled down
So what do you complain at me for?
The word is on the street, and it's unsure
You know that it was more than just a cynical waste of
time
You knew enough to pick your battles
And that is why you left Seattle
And music that you never used to listen to gets you by
When all you wanted was a place to lay your head
Soak back half of what you bled
Chase the demons from the far side of the bed