• Season 1
• Episode 6: Figure Skating Star
  Canada:2007...
• Episode 7: Find Dream Man
  Canada:2007...
• Episode 8: Redo My Wedding
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 9: Ballroom Dancing Diva
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 10: Biker Chick Challenge
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 11: Celebrity Chef Rescue
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 12: Be a Lady
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 13: Wait on Me
  Canada:2008...
• Season 2
• Episode 2: Drive a London Cab
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 5: Surprise Wedding Party
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 7: I Want a New Smile
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 8: Coached by Raptors
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 9: I Want to Be a Celebrity
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 10: NYC Shopping Spree
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 11: Fashion Designer
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 12: Best of Performances
  Canada:2008...
• Episode 13: Best of Romances
  Canada:2008...

The List

VH1 television show features four celebrity guests and a rotating celebrity host. The guests all present their top three choices on a musical topic. The choices are debated and choices are cut before a final list is determined by the studio audience.

Cast

• Ashton Kutcher
• Maeve Quinlan
• Johnny Rzeznik
• Tony Shalhoub
• Sherilyn Fenn
• Leonard Maltin
• Jeff Conaway
• Harry Shearer
• Erik Palladino
• Greg Buis
• Paula Cale
• Jenna Lewis
• Michael Boatman
• Paul McCrane
• Erinn Bartlett
• Kevin Baldes
• T.J. McCormack
• Debra Wilson
• Kelli Williams
• Beverley Mitchell
• Richard Schiff
• Jeff Probst
• Patricia Heaton
• Joel Klug
• Gervase Peterson

• Season 1
• Episode 2: The Artists You Want to See Get Together
  USA:22 March 2000...
• Episode 315: Best Rock Band
  USA:8 May 2000...
• Season
• Episode : Band or Artist Who Made the Most Influential Fashion Statement
  USA:1999...
• Episode : Best Greatest Hits Album
  USA:12 July 2000...
• Episode : (2000-07-14)
  USA:14 July 2000...
• Episode : (2000-07-13)
  USA:13 July 2000...
• Episode : (2000-06-22)
  USA:22 June 2000...
• Episode : Best Hellraiser
  USA:10 July 2000...
• Episode : Best TV Theme Songs
  USA:3 January 2000...
• Episode : Best Hair Bands
  USA:15 June 2000...
• Episode : Sexiest Male Artist
  USA:15 December 2000...
• Episode : Greatest Albums
  USA:21 July 2000...
• Episode : (2000-06-08)
  USA:8 June 2000...
• Episode : (2000-06-09)
  USA:9 June 2000...
• Episode : Best Desert Island Disc
  USA:25 July 2000...
• Episode : Best Rock n' Roll Film
  USA:15 December 1999...
• Episode : Best Song Lyrics
  USA:19 July 2000...
• Episode : Best Feel Good Song
  USA:8 August 2000...
• Episode : Best Live Performer
  USA:8 November 1999...
• Episode : (2000-07-11)
  USA:11 July 2000...
• Episode : Best Directed Music Video
  USA:11 May 2000...
• Episode : Best Voice
  USA:25 October 2000...
• Episode : Best Rock Anthem
  USA:1999...
• Episode : Best Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll Band
  USA:2000...
• Episode : Best Album of the 80's

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The List - Metric
• The List - Rosanne Cash
• The List - John McCutcheon
• The List - Defiance, Ohio
• The List - Gordon Lightfoot
• The List - Blind Stare
• The List - Axis Of Advance
• The List - Thea Gilmore
• The List - Quincy Punx

All dressed down to catch a whiff of the buzz
Smells like the death of the last great cause
But you & I we€™ve been through that and that is not our fate
Give my face to the back of your head
Loyal in your shadow
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars
Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords? we€™re wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop, more chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you€™ll be just like us
All dressed up to catch a glimpse of the list
We€™ve seen some success, it looks like a camero
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars
Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords? we€™re wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop, more chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you€™ll be just like us
Calling from the next hotel €" can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken
Calling from the next hotel €" can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken
Calling from the next hotel €" can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken
Calling from the next hotel €" can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be

Heartache number one was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way
Heartache number two was when you come back again
You came back and never meant to stay
Now I've got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score
Everyday you love me less, each day I love you more
Yes, I've got heartaches by the number, a love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting that's the day my world will end
Heartache number three was when you called me
And said that you were coming back to stay
With hopeful heart I waited for your knock on the door
I waited but you must have lost your way
Now I've got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score
And everyday you love me less, each day I love you more
Yes, I've got heartaches by the number, a love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting that's the day my world will end
The day that I stop counting that's the day my world will end

Clear Channel Communication
Sent a memo to their stations
Asking DJs to take care
With songs they play upon the air
That might upset, that might divide
That just might stem the growing tide
To send the country into war
Guess that’s what the media is for
To help the listeners of this nation
Clear Channel Communication
Made a list and sent it out
Of songs we should think twice about
One hundred sixty songs or so
To not hear on your radio
Mettalica, The Clash and Queen
AC/DC, Bruce Springsteen
Van Halen, Kansas, Jackson Browne
Dave Matthews, Pink Floyd, Three Doors Down
A huge and most impressive list
But as I read I said, “What’s this?”
Louis Armstrong’s on there too
Neil Diamond, him I always knew
Elvis, Peter, Paul & Mary
James Taylor, he was always scary
“Imagine,” “Peace Train,” “Get Together”
“He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother”
As I read this litany
One awful thought came clear to me
I didn’t make this list
Though I’ve worked my whole life long
Twenty five recordings
They can’t find one lousy song?
It’s a slap in the face, an awful disgrace
What do I have to do
To make the grade and not be played
Like Sinatra and U2?
“How many songs must a folksinger write
“Before they’re forever banned?”
“Imagine there’s no airplay
“It’s easy if you try…”
I’ve always disagreed with folks who’ve said
The world is saved by songs
One thing I’ve learned from all of this
Is that I must be wrong
Some people think it’s dangerous
These things we sing and write
The pen is mightier than the sword
And I’m wielding mine tonight
No, I didn’t make the list
Though I’m really not surprised
I guess that means I can resist
When they’ve silenced all these other guys
I’m taking it well, I’m giving ‘em hell
It’s the only sane solution
So here’s a song, now sing along
And join the revolution:
“Come on, people, now smile on your brother

8 blocks away would put you at the watertowers from my place,
What's the difference when you calculate,
by crunching numbers with crunched up eyelids?
Twenty-six hundred miles is 45 hours.
I tried to count the space in a million yellow dashed lines, and my gas tank's just empty.
I don't have the balls, or the where-with-all, or the cash to fill it again,
So I guess it's best I stick around the house.
Measure my days and metered my years in fear and muscle tension,
Meals and the beds that I slept in!
Tried to give a few decent gifts and scribbled a few things off the list,
but it still goes something like this.
Clean your desk,
Write your ex,
Do the dishes and your taxes,
Throw the shit you don't need away,
Call the airline 'bout the fast food scam,
Write to Adam,
Tape for Craig,
Throw the beer bottles and the cans away,
Mix some dirt,
Underline WORK!
There's never enough time, never enough time.
We don't have all the hands we need -
not enough you's or me's to be all the places that we want to.
There's never enough time, never enough time.
I'll siphon these anxieties onto to-do lists

There's a little room on my list for tonight
Will ya be the one to fill it in
Toss around what is up, what is down
In between, would ya like to dream
Step on in, ya don't have to play to win
But then you might
There's a little song on my list for tonight
Would ya like to try and make it rhyme
Sing and sway, if your heart feels that way
You can leave the blues behind
There's a little lovin' on my list for tonight
With a bit of luck, I'll check it off
Toss around what is up, what is down
In between, would ya know what I mean
Rain, rain all day long
You've made it pay, you can do no wrong tonight
Pick and grin, ya don't have to play to win
But then you might
Thick and thin, ya don't have to play to win
But then you might
There's a little room on my list for tonight
Will ya be the one to fill it in
Toss around what is up, what is down
In between, would ya like to dream
Step on in, ya don't have to play to win
But then you might
Thick and thin, ya don't have to play to win

Listen!
At the frail glass halls of his mind
Remove the blindfold!
The statues and the banners began to collapse
So, what options you were given?
Pain was the number one on that list
You, had to to tear down the walls and barriers
To keep your sanity and freedom
[Chorus]
You did not feel hatred anymore
Everything felt good and right
Like you had wiped out an error
That caused this world to rot
But again you realize - Nothing did change
Too much unspoken, statues are falling
You cannot change the mind
Of the sheep flock called humanity
It was all in vein
Her fingers run through my hair
All her lies run through my mind
Razor blades on her finger tips
Rend on my skin
Pain was the number one on that list
9. Suffering
8. Fear
7. Death
6. Hate
5. Insanity
4. Deceit
3. Torment
2. Rage

The acrid stench of rotten flesh travels fast
Along the muddy earth
The corpses dangle sickly from the razor wire
Us against them, the rain and the rats
Waiting to die, wounded mounting in piles of
Moaning, writhing, wasting life
Nightmares spawned by endless explosions
Young and old recruits scramble over the top
Insanity now we survive, inhumanity the rule of life
No defense and all alone
We fall in groups eventually one by one
Contorted view of survival and loss
A horrid reminder in that smell
We have no relief until a leave
That always seems so far away
Burn Massacrion Run
Contorted view of survival and loss
A horrid reminder in that smell
We have no relief until a leave
That always seems so far away
Us against them, the rain and the rats
Waiting to die, wounded mounting in piles of
Moaning, writhing, wasting life
Nightmares spawned by endless explosions
Young and old recruits scramble over the top
Burn Massacrion Run
Hide Massacrion Die
The nightmare
The king considers not his pawns
He worries instead of his reign
Both sides have their rooks and knights
And the bishops and queen sit back and laugh
We die for nothing
We die for no one
No one will remember
No one will care at all

He was a clubland caller, he was younger than he felt
Settled like a moth down in the east-end neon belt
Well he used to be a believer, ‘til the city got its grip
Now if there's any holiness left, well he can't remember it
He can't remember it
She was a high-rise butterfly, crashed in ‘92
Into some veiled little suburb that they bulldozed through
Where the little fat angels guard the harvest like they should
Well its downtown now but it used to be the woods
It used to be the woods
And, oh its a lonely little town
And oh, its a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
First he heard her voice and then he saw her face
She shone just like a crucifix, an instrument of grace
And they got on like children, they got a hotel room
They got a new religion, a needle and a spoon
A needle and a spoon
And they gave thanks to the heavens, but the devil held their hands
And they walked that great divide between Disciples and partisans
And the brown and the Bible, they were never quite enough
But the life that grew inside her, well that felt a bit like love
Felt a bit like love
And oh, its a lonely little town
And oh, its a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
The seasons are a metronome, the rhythm and the wild
The winter took his heart away, the spring it took her child
And the honeyed breath of summer is sweet and overgrown
But its always autumn sings “its not too late to find your way back home”
To find your way back home
And a bell sometimes reminds them, or the singing in the wind
The striking of a match, the smell of Paraffin
And some folks are drawn to the flames, and some just want to hide
But the lonely are the prettiest of all, they burn from the inside
They burn from the inside

You cut me off in traffic, Butt in front of me in line.
One day you'll get what's coming but till then I'll bide my time
Rude waitresses and waiters, the assholes at the DMV,
And that macho jocko drunk whose trying to pick a fight with me.
You're on the lost.
You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to.
You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two
You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you
You're on the list. Whoa-oh!!
From the cop who pulled me over to the bitch who stood me up,
To the asshole that I work for.(Your name is at the top.)
I'm coming for you one by one that you can depend.
The one who laughs the bests the one who's laughing at the end
You're on the list.
You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to.
You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two
You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you
You're on the list. Whoa-oh!!
You abused my friendship, you stole from me and lied.
I could have just accepted it, I could have sat and cried
Instead I've got plans for you, ones you'll never know,
Till I show up least expected no matter where you go.
You're on the list.
You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to.
You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two
You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you
You're on the list. Whoa-oh!!