11-02-2010, 12:29 AM | #316 |
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11-02-2010, 12:33 AM | #317 |
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Context and background.
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11-02-2010, 08:26 AM | #318 |
Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya?
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I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye Times are changing, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back Eat meat on Friday that's alright Even like steak on a Saturday night I can bitch the best at your social do's I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch `Cause I'm better than you It's the way that I move The things that I do I entertain by picking brains Sell my soul by dropping names I don't like those, my God, what's that Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back --Elton John
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12-02-2010, 08:23 PM | #319 |
To shreds, you say?
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Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships, Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit. But my hand was made strong By the 'and of the Almighty. We forward in this generation Triumphantly. Won't you help to sing This songs of freedom 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs; Redemption songs. Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Ooh! Some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fullfil the book. Won't you help to sing This songs of freedom- 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs; Redemption songs; Redemption songs. --- /Guitar break/ --- Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our mind. Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Yes, some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fullfil the book. Won't you have to sing This songs of freedom? - 'Cause all I ever had: Redemption songs - All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom, Songs of freedom.
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12-02-2010, 08:36 PM | #320 |
Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya?
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We were all into Marley in college, of course. My roomie and I were listening to a "cassette" tape one time (us old ladies remember cassettes) and we decided it was actually "The Damn Chim Song." Chim was a wily monkey who was always taking stuff out of our fridge, in our version, and we'd go "Damn, Chim." That was his song. Great memories.
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01-18-2011, 05:01 PM | #321 |
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My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like swimming in the sea I like to go out beyond the white breakers Where a man can still be free (or a woman if you are one) I like swimming in the sea. My my my it’s a beautiful world I like drinking Irish tea With a little bit of lapsang souchong I like making my own tea. My my my it’s a beautiful world I like driving in my car Roll the top down sometimes I travel quite far Drive to the ocean stare up at the stars I like driving in my car All around is anger automatic guns It’s death in large numbers no respect for women or our little ones I tried talking to Jesus but He just put me on hold Said He’d been swamped by calls this week And He couldn’t shake His cold And still this emptiness persists Perhaps this is as good as it gets When you’ve given up the drink and those nasty cigarettes Now I leave the party early at least with no regrets I watch the sun as it comes up I watch it as it sets Yeah this is as good as it gets. My my my it’s a beautiful world I like sleeping with Marie She is one sexy girl full of mystery She says she doesn’t love me but she likes my company For now that’s good enough for me - Colin Hay (of Men at Work fame... apparently an adult now)
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01-29-2011, 02:36 AM | #322 |
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Elvis Hitler - Don't Push Me
------------------------------------ I was talking to my neighbor's dog His wisdom set me free "Go out and have some fun," he said "Go on a killing spree." I never was a good boy Don't say my prayers at night I stole my daddy's shotgun I took my best friend's bike Don't push me, I'm crazy, and I've got a gun There's a dealer not far from here I think I'll get real bombed I'm going to buy some for my sister I'm going to buy some for my mom Look at me, I've got it made I've got a hostage and a hand grenade Take me alive or take me dead Just put a bullet through my head Don't push me, I'm crazy, and I've got a gun It's a world full of hatred In which we live today Hostage taking maniacs Kill while people pray That the violence and the mayhem Will cease to exist I never thought I'd see the day When things would come to this -------------------------------------- There are some days I just.....
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark. I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them, I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period. Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
06-21-2011, 10:23 AM | #323 |
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Tin Man
America Sometimes late when things are real and people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait and catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad So please believe in me When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round Smoke glass stain bright color Image going down, down, down, down Soapsuds green like bubbles Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad So please believe in me When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round Smoke glass stain bright color Image going down, down, down, down Soapsuds green like bubbles No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad So please believe in me |
07-06-2011, 07:22 PM | #324 |
To shreds, you say?
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Gordon Lightfoot
Summer side of life He came down through fields of green On the summer side of life His love was ripe There were no illusions On the summer side of life Only tenderness And if you saw him now You'd wonder why he would cry The whole day long There was young girls everywhere On the summer side of life They talked all night To the young men that they knew On the summer side of life Goin' off to fight And if you saw them now You'd wonder why they would cry The whole day long He came down through fields of green On the summer side of life He prayed all night Then he walked into a house Where love had been misplaced His chance to waste And if you saw him now You'd wonder why he would cry The whole day long And if you saw him now You'd wonder why And if you saw him now You'd wonder why And if you saw him now You'd wonder why
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07-18-2011, 01:06 PM | #325 |
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Beginnings
--Chicago Transit Authority When I'm with you, it doesn't matter where we are, Or what we're doing. I'm with you, that's all that matters. Time passes much too quickly when we're together laughing. I wish I could sing it to you, oh no, I wish I could sing it to you. Mostly I'm silent. Never think about words to say. When I kiss you, I feel a thousand different feelings. The color of chills all over my body. And when I feel them, I quickly try to decide which one I should try to put into words, oh no, Try to put into words. Mostly I'm silent. Only the beginning of what I want to feel forever. Only the beginning. Only just the start. I've got to get you into my life. Got to get you next to me. Only the beginning. Only just the start. |
07-18-2011, 02:18 PM | #326 |
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Reminds me of that classic:
New Beginnings --Derek Stevens New beginnings New beginnings New beginnings New beginnings Of course, you probable remember Derek from his big hit: Choppin' Broccoli There's a lady I know If I didn't know her She'd be the lady I didn't know. And my lady, she went downtown She bought some broccoli She brought it home. She's chopping broccoli Chopping broccoli Chopping broccoli Chopping broccoli She's chopping broccoli She's chopping broccoli She's chop.. ooh! She's chopping broccola-ah-ie! |
07-18-2011, 02:19 PM | #327 |
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I love Chopping Broccoli!
*sniffs* such a beautiful tribute, so heartfelt. Sigh... |
07-18-2011, 07:20 PM | #328 |
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Forty Six and 2... Tool.
My shadow's shedding skin and I've been picking Scabs again. I'm down Digging through My old muscles Looking for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own confused And insecure delusions For a piece to cross me over Or a word to guide me in. I wanna feel the changes coming down. I wanna know what I've been hiding in My shadow. Change is coming through my shadow. My shadow's shedding skin I've been picking My scabs again. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own chaotic And insecure delusions. I wanna feel the change consume me, Feel the outside turning in. I wanna feel the metamorphosis and Cleansing I've endured within My shadow Change is coming. Now is my time. Listen to my muscle memory. Contemplate what I've been clinging to. Forty-six and two ahead of me. I choose to live and to Grow, take and give and to Move, learn and love and to Cry, kill and die and to Be paranoid and to Lie, hate and fear and to Do what it takes to move through. I choose to live and to Lie, kill and give and to Die, learn and love and to Do what it takes to step through. See my shadow changing, Stretching up and over me. Soften this old armor. Hoping I can clear the way By stepping through my shadow, Coming out the other side. Step into the shadow. Forty six and two are just ahead of me.
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07-18-2011, 08:28 PM | #329 |
~~Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.~~
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Windows are Rolled Down
Look up child The world is born Shoe's untied And your soles are worn Windows are rolled down Sun is setting high Windows are rolled down I'm fixin' to die Corn rows have companion feel This rocky road and this steering wheel Who do you call to ease your pain I hope for you to get through this rain Windows are rolled down Moon is hanging low Windows are rolled down Think it's time for me to go hey-ay-ay-a...-ay Is it what you dreamed it'd be Are you locked up in this fantasy Oh this miles that have torn us apart My new found faith and my broken heart Windows are rolled down Sun is rising high Windows are rolled down Feel that wind rushing by hey-ay-ay-a... Windows are rolled down Amos Lee |
07-19-2011, 09:42 AM | #330 |
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screaming and crying wife during the day, but he couldn't sleep at night for fear that she, in a stupor from the drugs that didn't ease the pain, would set the house ablaze with a cigarette - - - Ben Folds Five, "Cigarette" |
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