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OpenStudy (anonymous):

Song about nutella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

lets do this!!!

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Waking up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that nutty choclatey sweet

OpenStudy (anonymous):

no chococlatey just chocolate sweet

OpenStudy (anonymous):

walking down the stairs i see mah sista, tell her about nutella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

okayy

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Waking up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. Walking down the stairs i see mah sista, tell her about nutella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

hmm idk about the sista bit

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ok lemme try that paart..... walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella...

OpenStudy (anonymous):

yeh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ok freak out scene

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dundun dun

OpenStudy (anonymous):

haha one sec... I CANT FIND MY NUTELLA ELLA ELLA EH EH EH!!

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my utter horroor No nutella, where is the little fella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

could that go after my bit??

OpenStudy (anonymous):

yeah yeah

OpenStudy (anonymous):

lemme block it

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Waking up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my utter horroor No nutella, where is the little fella. I CANT FIND MY NUTELLA ELLA ELLA EH EH EH!!

OpenStudy (anonymous):

lol

OpenStudy (anonymous):

im trying to make atune at the same time

OpenStudy (anonymous):

it helps me think

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ok how about wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

yeh i likey

OpenStudy (anonymous):

you recognise the ellah part right

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Waking up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horroor No nutella, wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

yess i do

OpenStudy (anonymous):

this is actually sounding pretty good.

OpenStudy (anonymous):

yeh i know

OpenStudy (anonymous):

so whats the next scene

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ok lemme edit some stuff...wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Yeh i like it, next scene is looking in house for it,

OpenStudy (anonymous):

checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might look at the sky, is it down below....i have to go ill come up with more later

OpenStudy (anonymous):

i have to go bbl

OpenStudy (anonymous):

lol we both went

OpenStudy (anonymous):

checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might look at the sky, is it down below where i cant go, is it wet or is it dry, i cant start to imagine so i just cry. Crying on the carpet flooding the floor, all i ask for is a bit.. a bit more that is all i ask for can it not be done, why am i the one, without nutella. i see my cat and i yell at her, cos i cant find my nutella.

OpenStudy (anonymous):

my father walks in asks why im crying i tell him i want more, he says why dont you go to the store

OpenStudy (anonymous):

walking down the street lookin at my feet, tellin them to go with more speed, every step i take takes me ever more clo-oo-ose to the sto-oo-ore. my friend comes up to me i say no-oo-o. getting ever more closer, gettin more faster, feels like its taking longerr

OpenStudy (anonymous):

BY THE WAY IM JUST RANDOM WRITING SO LATER WE CAN TAKE BITS FROM IT AND SEE IF ITS WORTHY FOR THE SONG

OpenStudy (anonymous):

VERSE ONE wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

we need chorus, verse 2, and maybe verse three

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Walking through the doors, feeling so happy, looking for the spread, but all i see are nappies, staring up at the signs, looking for help, and there i see it, CHOCOLATE SPREAD, running to the isle, peeping round the corner i freeze, i see one pot of nutella and its so far away from me, an old miser reaching out his hand for my nutella, if he touches it hell be dead, sprinting to the bottle with all i can, noticing hes Mexican

OpenStudy (anonymous):

You can start from where we ended together and then when we r on together we will mix an match :P or you could update mine

OpenStudy (anonymous):

checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might just look at the sky, is it down below where i cannot go, i start to get depressed im looking my best. i knock on the door and my dad sais go to the store. so i run to the walmar tfor my nutellla ella ella eh eh eh......;;.im going to make a music vid for this.... we need music..

OpenStudy (anonymous):

VERSE ONE wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh VERSE TWO (FOR REVISION) checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might just look at the sky, is it down below where i cannot go, i start to get depressed im looking my best. i knock on the door and my dad sais go to the store. so i run to the walmar tfor my nutellla ella ella eh eh eh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

EDIT so i run to walmart for for some more of my nutella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

this should be the number one song in the world...

OpenStudy (anonymous):

its a work of art so far.

OpenStudy (anonymous):

You my friend have aced the second verse :P

OpenStudy (anonymous):

I cried with every word, piercing my heart -School Slacker I feel for the poor kid who couldn't get his nutella for so long, just goes to show you can achieve if you try hard enough -Luke

OpenStudy (anonymous):

I think we need a chorus between verse 1 and 2, 2 and 3

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Chorus Ideas What has happened, and why to me nutella my friend. Why did you have to leave in such a hurry, that i couldn't even get a smell. I dream night and day about the, bread crying tears of crumbs. Why did you do this to us nutella my friend why did you leave us alone, I cant taste you the bread cannot feel you We shall cry till the e-e-end

OpenStudy (anonymous):

you work on the chorus and ill work on the 3rd verse and make the chorus a lil shorter than whats above. then we work on music.

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Kayy, Dude

OpenStudy (anonymous):

I hear the bread Its crying reaches my heart. Soon it will be dead, Eating bread with peanut butter and jelly It just isn't the same as how it used to be I was made for you, and you were made for me We were almost like family, Where are you nutella ella ella eh eh eh? Jason i think your are better at putting it to together so can you do something and mix up the 2 to make a chorus?

OpenStudy (anonymous):

A song about chocolate.....You guys are awesome ^_^

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Thank You

OpenStudy (anonymous):

You're very welcome =D

OpenStudy (anonymous):

VERSE ONE wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh VERSE TWO (FOR REVISION) checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might just look at the sky, is it down below where i cannot go, i start to get depressed im looking my best. i knock on the door and my dad sais go to the store. so i run to the walmar tfor my nutellla ella ella eh eh eh n second verse we need about the journey to walmart

OpenStudy (anonymous):

walking through the street gonna get that sweet , no worrys coming my way im getting my love today, wally worlds got it , as always i love it,(meh? what do you think

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Nice

OpenStudy (anonymous):

driving in looking a spot, grannys gonna get my ....(help)

OpenStudy (anonymous):

you can use this Walking through the doors, feeling so happy, looking for the spread, but all i see are nappies, staring up at the signs, looking for help, and there i see it, CHOCOLATE SPREAD, running to the isle, peeping round the corner i freeze, i see one pot of nutella and its so far away from me, an old miser reaching out his hand for my nutella, if he touches it hell be dead, sprinting to the bottle with all i can, noticing hes Mexican

OpenStudy (anonymous):

nevermind the "if he touches hell be dead" bit it doesnt work then

OpenStudy (anonymous):

hes a dead fella

OpenStudy (anonymous):

jason ur the solution to my lyrical problems :P

OpenStudy (anonymous):

i do try but i cant right my own songs im really bad.

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ur good dude, i take ages to write a good song im writing one for my band now thats why im stretched, i just started yesterday

OpenStudy (anonymous):

cool bro whats yalls name?

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Walking through the doors, feeling so happy, looking for the spread, but all i see are nappies, staring up at the signs, looking for help, and there i see it, CHOCOLATE SPREAD, running to the isle, peeping round the corner i freeze, i see one pot of nutella and its so far away from me, an old miser reaching out his hand for my nutella, if he touches it hell be a dead fella, sprinting to the bottle with all i can, noticing hes Mexican

OpenStudy (anonymous):

whos name?

OpenStudy (anonymous):

band name

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ohh

OpenStudy (anonymous):

NSA

OpenStudy (anonymous):

?

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Not So Anonymous

OpenStudy (anonymous):

VERSE ONE wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah ellah ellah eh eh cant find my nutella ellah eh eh eh Chorus(needs deciding VERSE TWO (FOR REVISION) Checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might just look at the sky, is it down below where i cannot go, i start to get depressed, not looking my best. i knock on the door and my dad says go to the store. so i run to the Walmart for my nutellla ella ella eh eh eh. walking through the street gonna get that sweet , no worrys coming my way im getting my love today. Chorus VERSE 3 (ffor revision) Walking through the doors, feeling so happy, looking for the spread, but all i see are nappies, staring up at the signs, looking for help, and there i see it, CHOCOLATE SPREAD, running to the isle, peeping round the corner i freeze, i see one pot of nutella and its so far away from me, an old miser reaching out his hand for my nutella, if he touches it hell be a dead fella, sprinting to the bottle with all i can, noticing hes Mexican

OpenStudy (anonymous):

wadd ya say bout this, no need to be nice i prefer harsh critiscm over lies

OpenStudy (anonymous):

also tell me what should be kept under revision

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ideas fr chorus, needs the guy talking about his dream, or in a dream

OpenStudy (anonymous):

verse 1 and 2 are golden but i think that number 3 doesnt have enough flow

OpenStudy (anonymous):

thought so i wanted you to have a look at it

OpenStudy (anonymous):

lets work on it

OpenStudy (anonymous):

so whats wrong with it i cant figure

OpenStudy (anonymous):

i think its fine until 'aisle'

OpenStudy (anonymous):

actually i think its all before that like nappies well ill work on making mine and you review yours and well see which is better

OpenStudy (anonymous):

i couldnt think of rhyme with happy :P

OpenStudy (anonymous):

enter the store gonna stock up, grab a buggy gotta move up. moving down the isles right past the nail files, down the rows i walk, not looking to talk, someones reaching for the nutella, last one gonna hit the fella,

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Wow, Couldn't have done better myself

OpenStudy (anonymous):

VERSE ONE wake up in the morning, brushing my teeth, all i could think about is that choclate sweet. walkin down the stairs i see my mom and sistah go to the cabinet for the nutella. Opening the doors, feeling so strange, dreaming about nutella once again, to my horror wheres the lil fellah (ellah ellah eh eh) cant find my nutella (ellah eh eh eh) Chorus(needs deciding VERSE TWO Checking through drawers checking up high, i think i might just look at the sky, is it down below where i cannot go-oh-oh i start to get depressed, not looking my best. i knock on the door and my dad says go to the store. so i run to the shop for my nutellla (ella ella eh eh eh). walking through the street gonna get that sweet , no worrys coming my way im getting my love today. Chorus Verse Three Entering the store gonna stock up, grab a buggy gotta move up. moving down the isles right past the nail files, down the rows i walk, not looking to talk, someones reaching for the nutella, gonna hit the fella. Guys on the floor, while im picking more Legging it to till, and then get home eat my fill of, Nutella (ella ella eh eh eh).

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Legging it to THE till*

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Verse three (continue on) Scanning the jars, from the bars just one more, and we are ready to go pay the lady, she is a babe(babe-eyy) Pick up the bag quickly, cos i don't lag that bad running out of time it will soon be nine. gotta get back home, so i can talk on the phone. and tell everyone bout my nutella (ella ella eh eh eh).

OpenStudy (anonymous):

check the stuff out i probably left some stuff wrong, and jason i think we need to do chorus and we r done or do you want to add verse 4 about journey home and avoiding dangers for the nutella eg. hiding under trees from rain

OpenStudy (anonymous):

well honestly i think that its already pretty log but how bout a wind down like... so i got home now i go the bread, i grab a knife and i grab my spread but..oh ...ITS DIET NUTELLAAAA!!!!!

OpenStudy (anonymous):

*long*

OpenStudy (anonymous):

well i agree now that i think bout it

OpenStudy (anonymous):

do u agree with my addition

OpenStudy (anonymous):

to verse three

OpenStudy (anonymous):

how bout a deep and low voice saying the nutella ingrediants for the chorus

OpenStudy (anonymous):

hmm, but it needs to rhyme and, too link the verses together with the chorus i thought it would be good to have this in a dream or set in the background in the story, cos it needs to be after verse 1 and 2

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