The perfect Aspie theme tune thread

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I forgot "The Logical Song"

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOwDXNJbZK0[/youtube]

How about this:
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXcQGsoDkDk&feature=related[/youtube]


I'm feeling a little peculiar;
how about you!

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vrb6adm20UY[/youtube]

For the ones remembering childhood:

R.E.M. - The Wrong Child

I've watched the children come and go
A late long march into spring
I sit and watch those children
Jump in the tall grass
Leap the sprinkler
Walk in the ground
Bicycle clothespin spokes
The sound the smell of swingset hands

I will try to sing a happy song
I'll try and make a happy game to play
Come play with me I whispered to my new found friend
Tell me what it's like to go outside
I've never been
Tell me what it's like to just go outside
I've never been
And I never will

I'm not supposed to be like this
I'm not supposed to be like this
But it's okay

Hey, those kids are looking at me
I told my friend myself
Those kids are looking at me
They're laughing and they're running over here
They're laughing and they're running over here
What do I do?
What can I do?
What should I do?
What do I say?
What can I say?

I said I'm not supposed to be like this
Let's try to find a happy game to play
Let's try to find a happy game to play
I'm not supposed to be like this
But it's okay, okay

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxpXG2wQ-MQ&v3[/youtube]

I reckon a song called "Do" by The White Stripes would make a good Aspie theme song... actually, just listening to the lyrics makes me think that maybe Jack White could be an Aspie - combined with all the things I've read about him, his type of personality and all that.

"Do"

"Well somebody walked up to me
But I didn't know what to do
And then somebody said hello to me
But I didn't know what to do
Because I think that my words could get twisted
So I bend my back over
Take a gulp, be funny
Cause I know there's nothin I can do

Then my mother tried to pick me up
When I was sittin down on the ground
Somethin forced my eyes come one open
But I couldn't make out the sound.
It doesn't matter cause my eyes are lyin'
And they don't have emotion
Don't wanna be social
Can't take it when they hate me
But I know there's nothin I can do

When my thoughts start to feel like mine
They're taken from me
It seems to happen everytime
And the feelings that are fine for you
There's somebody there
Who doesn't think they are true
So think of somethin new
There's nothin left to do.

And then my idols walk next to me
I look up at them they fade away
It's a destruction of a mystery
The more I listen to what they say.

So does that mean that there's no more thinking
And there's no more feeling, cause there's no right opinion
So can you tell me what I'm supposed to do??"

- Jack White.

'Prisoner of Society' by Living End (Great Aussie Band)

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prjVGQWNyE4[/youtube]

Helen

White and Nerdy- Weird Al

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I think Pulp's song Mis-Shapes fits well.

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits
Oh, we don't look the same as you
And we don't do the things you do
But we live around here too, oh really

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits
We'd like to go to town but we can't risk it
Oh, 'cos they just want to keep us out
You could end up with a smack in the mouth
Just for standing out, now really

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think they've got us beat
but revenge is going to be so sweet

We're making a move
We're making it now
We're coming out of the sidelines
Just put your hands up, it's a raid, yeah
We want your homes
We want your lives
We want the things you won't allow us
We won't use guns
We won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds

Check your lucky numbers
That much money could drag you under, oh
What's the point in being rich
if you can't think what to do with it
'cos you're so bleeding* thick?
Oh, we weren't supposed to be
We learnt too much at school
Now we can't help but see
that the future that you've got mapped out
is nothing much to shout about

We're making a move
We're making it now
We're coming out of the sidelines
Just put your hands up,it's a raid
We want your homes
We want your lives
We want the things you won't allow us
We won't use guns
we won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds

And brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think that they've got us beat
but revenge is going to be so sweet
We're making a move
We're making it now
We're coming out of the sidelines
Just put your hands up, it's a raid, yeah
We want your homes
We want your lives
We want the things you won't allow us
We won't use guns
We won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds
And that's our minds, yeah
And that's our minds, yeah

Sugarcult - Bouncing Off The Walls

Tool - Stinkfist

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07pLGIgyfjw

Something has to change.
Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you any other way.
Just not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my.

I can help you change tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be well upon our waaay.
Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you
till you will not want me any other way.
But it's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.


To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip awaaaaaaaay.

Chupa minha pica pichu
Chupa minha pica pinto

Something kinda sad about,
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me,
if I really don't feel a thing at all?

I'll, keep, digging
till I, feel, something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.