Can you think of a song title that describes something not literally possible.
For example: Oasis' "Live Forever" isn't really something that one can do.
| Song/Performer | Comments | Submittor |
| "Waiting For Yesterday," 12 Stones | Yesterday is history.. | Franka |
| "Waiting On The Shores Of Nowhere," Helen Shapiro | You must be waiting somewhere, not nowhere. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Waiting On Today," P.O.D. | Today is here, so no waiting is required. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wake The Sun," The Matches | The sun can't be controlled. Nor does it sleep. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wake Up Dead," Arlo Guthrie | mandamoo | |
| "Wake Up Dead Man," U2 | A dead man can't wake up...he's not alive anymore! | Crystal |
| "Walk Off The World," Jerry Lane | Gravity prevents us from doing this. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walk On The Ocean," Toad The Wet Sprocket | The water will not support your weight. | nally |
| "Walk On Water," Madasun | Don't think so, unless you're Jesus | Devil Jones |
| "Walk On Water," Eddie Money | Only one man has done it, and he was crucified. | rocky |
| "Walk Right Up To The Sun," The Delfonics | Nobody can walk to the sun. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walk The Dinosaur," Was (Not Was) | No one's done that in several million years | oldschool |
| "Walk To The Moon," Freddy Cannon | No one can walk to the moon. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walk When Love Walks," Billy Craddock | Love can't walk. | Yvette Bristle |
| "A Walkin' Miracle," The Essex | I didn't know Jesus was still around in 1963. | Peter |
| "Walkin' With A Mountain," Mott the Hoople | Mountains don't have legs. | Tommy |
| "Walking Back To Happiness," Bob Geldof | Happiness is not a place | Karen Smith |
| "Walking Contradiction," Green Day | Lizzie | |
| "The Walking Dead," Zebrahead | The dead can't walk | Brownie |
| "Walking Dream," Patsy Cline | Dreams can't walk. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walking In The Air," Nightwish | Unless you're on drugs... | Diddims |
| "Walking In The Clouds," Easy Street | Gravity would make you fall from the clouds. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walking On A Dream," Empire of the Sun | You cannot walk on a dream unless you are dead. | Dongquan |
| "Walking On Air," Samantha Fox | Air can't support one's weight. | Andrea Greenleaf |
| "Walking On Sunshine," Katrina & The Waves | Sunshine is something that can't be walked on | FussBudget |
| "Walking On The Edge Of The World," The Shevells | The world doesn't have edges. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walking On The Moon," The Police | It's hard to walk with little to no gravity! | Larcen Tyler |
| "Walking On The Sun," Smash Mouth | FussBudget | |
| "Walking On The Sun," Smash Mouth | You'd Never Get There It Is 93 Million Miles Away | Lee Mccoy |
| "Walking On The Sun," Smash Mouth | FussBudget | |
| "Walking On The Sun," Smash Mouth | That's a good way to get your feet burned. | Micky |
| "Walking on Thin Ice," Yoko Ono | That wouldn't be a safe move. | Peter |
| "Walking on Top of the World," Balance of Power | weird kid106 | |
| "Walking The Sea," Cecil Hickman | Try it; it's impossible. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Walking Through Walls," The Escape Club | Walls can't be walked through (without a door). | Yvette Bristle |
| "The Walls Have Ears," Patti Page | Ears don't exist on non-living things. | Yvette Bristle |
| "The Walls Keep Saying Your Name," Sophie Ellis-Bextor | Walls can't talk. | Cynthia Avery |
| "War Is Kind," Jakob Dylan | Uh? No, war is not kind | Rich |
| "War Pigs," Black Sabbath | War dogs, yes; war pigs, no. | Susanna Viljanen |
| "War Pigs," Black Sabbath | Pigs go to war? Yeah, when pigs fly... | JoeKing |
| "War Pigs," Black Sabbath | Pigs cannot fly, let alone go to war | Chazm |
| "War Pigs," Black Sabbath | There are war dogs, but no war pigs | Susanna Viljanen |
| "Warmness on the Soul," Avenged Sevenfold | weird kid106 | |
| "Watch The Wind Blow By," Tim McGraw | You can't actually look at wind | Peter |
| "Watch Your Words," Alter Bridge | Now it's possible for one to watch words? | Brownmeister |
| "Water And Skies Are Telling Me," Jan Akkerman | Water and skies don't speak. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Water Runs Dry," Boyz II Men | This is an oxymoron; water itself is always wet. | Peter |
| "Watermelon Crawl," Tracy Byrd | Watermelons can't crawl. | Wendy Torrance |
| "We All Live On A Rainbow," The Goggles | Rainbows can't support the weight of people. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are All Fire," Cars & Trains | People aren't fire. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are Each Other," The Beautiful South | A person can't be another person. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are Glass," EMF | People aren't made of glass. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are Godzilla, You Are Japan," Lostprophets | I'm pretty sure they're not godzilla | Franka |
| "We Are Nowhere And It's Now," Bright Eyes | You must be somewhere. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are Pillows," The Ides Of March | People aren't pillows. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are The Dead," David Bowie | You can't sing if you're dead. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Are The Storm," The Dillinger Escape Plan | people are not storms | weirdkid106 |
| "We Are The World," USA For Africa | We are people, not a planet! | Christy McDaniel |
| "We Are Tomorrow," Bleach | People can't be days. | Jonathan S. |
| "We Can Fly," The Cowsills | Lucinda Blair | |
| "We Can Last Forever," Chicago | No, you can't. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Can Make The World Stop," Glitch Mob | The world is rotating at all times. | Tommy |
| "We Can't Go Wrong," The Cover Girls | Everyone makes mistakes. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Danced On The Ceiling," Bonnie Tyler | Gravity prevents people from doing this. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Got The Beat," The Go-Go's | You can't hold onto the sound of rhythm! | Larcen Tyler |
| "We Never Close Our Eyes," Scanners | People do close their eyes. Even when they blink! | Yvette Bristle |
| "We Own The Night," Selena Gomez & The Scene | No one can possess the night. | Candy Welty |
| "We Owned The Night," Lady Antebellum | Even Lady A can't own a day or night! | Christy McDaniel |
| "We Run The Night," Havana Brown featuring Pitbull | No one can control the night. | Candy Welty |
| "We Two Are One," Eurythmics | Not unless you're conjoining twins. | ThatAwesomeGuy |
| "We Will Never Die," Dark Empire | We all die, sooner or later. | Kara Oke |
| "We're All Dead," Crack The Sky | If you are, then why are you singing? | Candy Welty |
| "We're All Going To The Same Place," Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart | All people wouldn't fit in the same place. | Yvette Bristle |
| "We're All Living In One Place," Rubber Bucket | All people can't fit in the same place. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wear It On Our Face," The Dells | Implies 1 face (singular) shared by 2+ (our, pl.) | Heather Brockwell |
| "Wear My Kiss ," Sugababes | a kiss isn't an item of clothing | A-Lean |
| "Wear My Ring Around Your Neck," Elvis Presley | It's more comfortable if it were on a chain… | crazydon |
| "Wear My Ring Around Your Neck," Elvis Presley | Unless the ring belongs to a giant | TBW |
| "Wear Your Love Like Heaven," Donovan | Can you really wear Heaven and Love? | Paul Warren |
| "Weather With You," Crowded House | Weather isn't with just one person. | Peter |
| "Weave Me The Sunshine," Peter Yarrow | Sunshine can't be woven. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wedding Bells (Are Breaking Up That Old Gang...," The Four Aces | ... Of Mine)" Bells can't break up anything. | Candy Welty |
| "The Weight Of Love," LeAnn Rimes | Love has no weight. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Welcome Back Among The Living," The Certain Scene | The dead don't come back to life. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Welcome to Dying," Blind Guardian | You wouldn't hear it if you were dead | weird kid106 |
| "Welcome To My Nightmare," Alice Cooper | I don't think I can get inside Alice's head. | Peter |
| "What Time Does The Last Moon Leave," Cara Stewart | The moon doesn't leave. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wheel In the Sky," Journey | That defies the law of gravity. | Sean Smith |
| "The Wheel Of Hurt," Margaret Whiting | Is that anywhere near "The Wheel of Fortune"? | Peter |
| "Wheel Of The World," Carrie Underwood | A world is not a vehicle | Christy McDaniel |
| "When Doves Cry," Prince | Doves don't really cry, per se. | Karen Smith |
| "When Heaven Calls Your Name," Balance of Power | weird kid106 | |
| "When I Was An Apple," The Factory | People have never been apples. | Yvette Bristle |
| "When It Rains The Blues On You," Merle Kilgore | The blues are an emotion and are not rain. | Yvette Bristle |
| "When Love Is Bleaching Bad," Play | Love doesn't bleach, either well or badly. | Heather Brockwell |
| "When the Stars Go Blue," Tim McGraw | And exactly when has that ever happened? | Mr. Sally |
| "When The Sun Hits," Slowdive | The Sun is not capable of hitting anything. | Clay Sicken |
| "When The Sun Sleeps," Underoath | the sun does not sleep | weird kid106 |
| "When The Wind Was Green," Kathy Keegan | When has the wind ever been green?! | Yvette Bristle |
| "When Time Is Stolen," Joan Baez | Time can't be stolen. | Alyssa Jayne |
| "When We Were Dead," Danzig | Couldn't be singing about it. | Marcia Zarwetten-Grassi |
| "When You Speak With Your Eyes," Frances Langford | Eyes don't talk. | Yvette Bristle |
| "When You Walk Through Me," Ultravox | A person can't walk through another person. | Yvette Bristle |
| "When Your Eyes Say It," Britney Spears | Eyes don't talk, as a general rule. | Eta_Cassiopeia |
| "Where Are You Christmas?," Faith Hill | Christmas is something you can't lose. | Christy McDaniel |
| "Where Do You Want The World Delivered," Joey Powers | No one can deliver the world. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Where I Used To Have A Heart," Martina McBride | She'd be dead & unable to sing without one. | Sonya |
| "Where The Rain Grows," Helloween | That would be where? | ChibiLowrider the Jerichoholic |
| "Where The Streets Have No Name," U2 | All streets have names, silly | Tasha Yar |
| "Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning?," Alan Jackson | Wouldn't happen; nor could anyone survive to sing. | Valerie Cameron |
| "Which Way To Nowhere," The 5th Dimension | "Nowhere" is not a place. | Yvette Bristle |
| "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," The Beatles | Guitars do not cry, it is amp overdrive | Susanna Viljanen |
| "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," The Beatles | Heather Brockwell | |
| "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," Beatles | Weeping what? It's an inanimate object. | Diddims |
| "Whiskey River," Willie Nelson | No river is made of whiskey | Penelope Beckinsale |
| "Whiskey Talkin'," Joe Stampley | Whiskey can't talk. | Daphne Hughes |
| "Whispering Bells," The Del Vikings | Last I heard, bells jingled | Rich |
| "Whispering Grass," Dee Clark | Grass doesn't whisper. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Whispering Pines," Jakob Dylan | Trees can't whisper | Rich |
| "Whispering Sea," Loretta Lynn | The sea doesn't whisper. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Whispering Waves," Donna Summer | Waves don't whisper. | Yvette Bristle |
| "The Whistling Organ," Dave 'Baby' Cortez | Organs don't whistle. | Yvette Bristle |
| "White Noise," The Living End | Noise cannot be described in a colour. | Dongquan |
| "The White Shade Of Pale," Black Label Society | You Cant Get More White Than Pale | anthony moore |
| "White Shadows," Coldplay | Shadows are black, aren't they? Not white? | Nestor Abreu |
| "A Whiter Shade Of Pale," Procol Harum | I doubt there's anything whiter than pale. | Larcen Tyler |
| "Who Painted The Moon Black?," Hayley Westenra | Unless you're talking about a picture | Natasha |
| "Who'll Stop The Rain," Creedence Clearwater Revival | Nobody can. Weather is not controllable. | Susanna Viljanen |
| "Widow of a Living Man," Ben Harper | Only dead men can have widows. | Carla Jorgensen |
| "Wild Honey Pie," The Beatles | Honey pie doesn't grow in the wild (or at all). | Michael C |
| "Willow Weep For Me," Chad & Jeremy | Lucinda Blair | |
| "Wind Beneath My Wings," Bette Midler | Lucinda Blair | |
| "Wind cries Mary," Jimmy Hendrix | yeah right....... it cries Daniel too | damn'iel |
| "Wind Him Up," Saga | A person can't be (literally) wound up. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Windmills Of My Mind," Dusty Springfield | No one's mind contains windmills. | Penelope Beckinsale |
| "Window To Nowhere," Angra | weird kid106 | |
| "Windows Of The World," Dionne Warwick | No windows belong to or pertain to the whole world | Karen Smith |
| "Winged Elephants," Sean Lennon | Elephants don't have wings. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wings Of Eternity," Mystic Prophecy | Eternity doesn't have wings. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wings Of Fire," Axehammer | Wings aren't made of fire. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wings of God," Anathema | weird kid106 | |
| "Wings Of Reality," Angra | weird kid106 | |
| "Winter In Your Heart," Jack Rather | Hearts don't have seasons in them. | Yvette Bristle |
| "With Ears To See And Eyes To Hear," Sleeping With Sirens | Ears can't see and eyes can't hear. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Within You, Without You," The Beatles | You can't be inside someone when they're not there | Michael C |
| "Without You I'm Nothing," Placebo | You're still someone even without the other person | Yvette Bristle |
| "Wolf In The Breast," Cocteau Twins | Wolves do not come from breasts. | Francis A. Sissy |
| "The Wolves In Your Teeth," The Minor Arcana | Teeth don't have wolves in them. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Won Threw Ate," Story Of The Year | Verbs can't throw one another. | Heather Brockwell |
| "Wooden Heart," Bobby Vinton | A wooden heart would not beat - you'd be dead | Doug Montgomery |
| "Wooden Heart," Elvis Presley | Uh? Last I checked, your heart was made of organs | Rich |
| "Wooden Heart," Joe Dowell | David | |
| "Wooden Heart," Joe Dowell | Lucinda Blair | |
| "Woodpecker From Mars," Faith No More | Mars has no birds of any kind. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Words (Are Impossible)," Donny Gerrard | The title of this song has three words in it. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Words Get In The Way," Gloria Estefan & Miami Sound Machine | Usually words themselves aren't that big. | Peter |
| "Words I May Have Ate," Green Day | You could do this in the figurative sense, though. | Lizzie |
| "The Words I'm Gonna Have To Eat," Bill Phillips | Words can't literally be eaten. | Yvette Bristle |
| "The World Becomes Flesh," Gehenna | The world can't turn into flesh. | Yvette Bristle |
| "World Becomes You," Seven Day Diary | The world can't be transformed into a person. | Yvette Bristle |
| "World Falls Away," Seether | Wait...aren't we still here? | Meier |
| "The World In My Arms," Tony Douglas | Arms can't contain the world. | Yvette Bristle |
| "World In My Eyes," Depeche Mode | You have a pupil in your eye! | Sean |
| "The World Inside Your Arms," Margaret Whiting | The world is too big for that. | Candy Welty |
| "The World Is A Ghetto," War | Much of the world isn't that bad off. | Peter |
| "The World Is Getting Smaller," Mark Dinning | The world isn't shrinking. | Yvette Bristle |
| "The World Loves Us And Is Our Bitch," McLusky | The whole world could never meet either criterion. | Heather Brockwell |
| "World of Our Own," Westlife | Not until we have space travel! | Eta_Cassiopeia |
| "World Of Smiles," Berlin | Wonder where that is located | ThatAwesomeGuy |
| "World Of Stone," Blackmore's Night | The world isn't made entirely of stone. | Yvette Bristle |
| "World Of Tears," Johnny Nash | The world isn't made of tears/not everyone is sad | Yvette Bristle |
| "World on Fire," Sarah Mclachlan | Barring nuclear attack, it can't all be on fire | Spydercrystal |
| "World Shut Your Mouth," Julian Cope | The world doesn't have just one mouth | Yvette Bristle |
| "A World Without Love," Peter and Gordon | Always, someone, somewhere, will feel love. | Michael C |
| "Worried Shoes," Daniel Johnston | One's shoes cannot be worried. | JC Foster |
| "Wrap My Words Around You," Daniel Bedingfield | Words aren't wrappable entities. | Heather Brockwell |
| "Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams," Georgia Gibbs | Dreams can't wrap anything including troubles. | Peter |
| "Wrapped Around Your Finger," The Police | No one's that small or elastic. | Peter |
| "Wrapped Up In A Dream," Ted Taylor | Dreams can't (literally) wrap people up. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Write It All On Your Heart," Jim Henry Jr. | Hearts can't be written on. | Yvette Bristle |
| "Writing All The Time," Little Marcy | Even when you're sleeping? | Yvette Bristle |
| "Written In The Stars," Elton John & LeAnn Rimes | Lucinda Blair |
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