Thursday, December 31, 2015

1999 by Prince

Don't worry, I won't hurt U
I only want U 2 have some fun
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin'
Coulda sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple,
There were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' 2 run from the destruction,
U know I didn't even care

'Cuz they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999

I was dreamin' when I wrote this
So sue me if I go 2 fast
But life is just a party, and parties weren't meant 2 last
War is all around us, my mind says prepare 2 fight
So if I gotta die I'm gonna listen 2 my body tonight

Yeah, they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999
Yeah

Lemme tell ya somethin'
If U didn't come 2 party,
Don't bother knockin' on my door
I got a lion in my pocket,
And baby he's ready 2 roar
Yeah, everybody's got a bomb,
We could all die any day
But before I'll let that happen,
I'll dance my life away

Oh, they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
We're runnin' outta time (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
We gonna, oww

Say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over oops,
Out of time
No, no (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
We gonna, oww

Alright, it's 1999
You say it, 1999
1999
1999 don't stop, don't stop, say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
Yeah, yeah (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
We gonna, oww

Yeah, 1999 (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
I don't wanna die,
I'd rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen 2 what I'm tryin' 2 say
Everybody, everybody say party
C'mon now, U say party
That's right, everybody say (Party)
Can't run from the revelation, no (Party)
Sing it 4 your nation y'all (Party)
Tell me what you're singin', baby say (Party)
Telephone's a-ringin', mama (Party)
C'mon, c'mon, U say (Party)
Everybody, [two times] (Party)
Work it down 2 the ground, say (Party)
(Party)
Come on, take my body, baby (Party)
That's right, c'mon, sing the song (Party)
(Party)
That's right (Party)
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say (Party)
Oh, and he's ready 2 roar (Party)

Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?
Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?

SINCE PARTIES GET BETTER EVERY YEAR I GUESS THE PARTY OF 2015 IS BETTER THAN THE PARTY OF 1999

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Santa Claus Wants Some Lovin' by Abert King

Now Mama's in the kitchen cookin'
And her children are fast asleep
It's time for Santa Claus
To make his midnight creep 'cause

Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'

I know there's something real pretty
Underneath that Christmas tree
But I ain't had no lovin'
And it's wearin' me cause

Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'

Now I been trying to fix this old bicycle
Can't seem to find my pliers
Halfway watchin' Mama
For that sleep in her eyes 'cause

Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'

I don't want no turkey
Don't care about no cake
I want you to come here Mama
'Fore the children wake 'cause

Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'

Now Christmas is for the children
And I want them to be real pleased
But right now Mama it's Christmas Eve
Come make your papa happy please

Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'


THIS LINK IS FOR PRIMARY REPLYER DAN SINCE BERV REFUSES TO SEE A VERY MURRY CHRISTMAS





Wednesday, December 09, 2015

2 Hot 4 U by Barry and the Book Binders

"Get a load of that chick!"
"Dude -- you gotta ask her out."
"Weellll, I dunno..."
"Look. The worst she can say, is 'No'!"
"Hey! You're right!"
"I'm always right!"
"The worst she can say... is 'No'!"

"Idunnoifyou'vebeennoticingmebutI'vebeennoticingyouandIwaswonderingif
you'd like to go out with me!"

Oh my God, you little geek!
Get away before I freak! You ugly, stupid, zitfaced scum,
I'm a babe and you are not. You asked me out; you MUST be dumb.
You can't handle what I've got! Well you can beg until you're blue,
I'm too hot, too hot for you.. But you're not even fit to lick my shoe.
I'm too hot, too hot for you.

Ha ha ha! Don't make me laugh!
I want a whole man, not a half. I've got a bitchin' bod and a killer face,
You wet your pants, I'm so sure. I'm God's gift to the male race.
Too bad wimp-itis has no cure. I'm the queen of babes supreme,
I'm too hot, too hot for you. But you'll only see me in your dreams.
I'm too hot, too hot for you.


"Well? What'd she say??"
"Well, she didn't say no..."


I AM SURE BERV IS TOO LAZY TO CLICK ON THE LINK AND THEN CLICK ON THE SONG, SO I INCLUE IT HERE FOR PRIMARY REPLYER DAN



Monday, December 07, 2015

Human by The Killers

I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind

And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes, clear your heart
Cut the cord

Are we human or are we dancer?
My sign is vital, my hands are cold
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer
Are we human or are we dancer?

Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Hear my regards to soul and romance
They always did the best they could

And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye, wish me well
You've gotta let me go

Are we human or are we dancer?
My sign is vital, my hands are cold
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer
Are we human or are we dancer?

Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight
There is no message we're receiving
Let me know, is your heart still beating?

Are we human or are we dancer?
My sign is vital, my hands are cold
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer

You've gotta let me know

Are we human or are we dancer?
My sign is vital, my hands are cold
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer
Are we human or are we dancer?

Are we human or are we dancer?
Are we human or are we dancer?

MAYBE WE AINT EITHER

Monday, November 30, 2015

Religion and Poitics by Scott Beach

Religion and politics
Often make some people
Lose all perspective and
Give way to ranting and raving and
Carrying on like emotional children.
They either refuse to discuss it with reason,
Or else they prefer argumentum ad hominum,
Which is a hell of a way to conduct a discussion.
Well, anyhow, not long ago,
I was talking about the elections,
And how the campaigns were ignoring the issues,
And sticking instead to invective and personal crap
That had nothing to do with the substantive problems of running a government,
Which is all true, as you know
If you followed the speeches and so-called debates of the candidates. Anyhow, one of the guys I was talking with
Said not a word in the whole conversation
Except at the end when he suddenly chuckled
And said we were all full of shit,
And why didn't we go live in Russia or China
If that was the way we all hated the United States Of America. Next thing you know the whole blooming discussion
Was more like a brawl,
And the epithets flew thick and fast,
And the noise was incredible.
Someone said "son of a bitch",
And I think he said "bastard".
I couldn't be sure, it was all so confusing. Well, anyhow, I was attempting
To get it all back on a rational level.
I tried, for example, to talk to the one who had started it all,
And I asked him just what did he mean we were all full of shit.
Was he making a statement of fact as he knew it,
And where was his documentation to back up his claim?
I think Socrates would've been proud of the way I refuted his argument.
That is, I tried to refute it,
But all he could offer by way of rebuttal was more of the same
About how we were all full of shit.
But he wouldn't say why,
He just kept on repeating it,
That and the part about Russia and China
And communist dupes, and I'll have to confess
That I got a bit angry and told him to stuff his ideas up his ass,
Which you don't have to tell me is hardly a way
To convince anyone in an argument. Then he got salty and threatened to give me
A punch in the mouth if I didn't shut up,
And I really got hot,
And the others did too,
And we all beat the shit out of mister conservative.
And, after all, he had only himself to be blamed.
This is still a free country,
And anyone telling a fellow like me,
"Brother, you're full of shit",
Better be good and ready
To answer politely
When asked if he'd care to say why.

MEANT TO POST THIS FOR THANKSGIVING SINCE RELIGION AND POLITICS USUALLY REAR THIER UGLY HEADS AT THE FEAST. MAN I REMEMBER HEARING THIS ON THE RADIO WHEN I WAS A KID AND INTO DR. DEMENTO. I DONT KNOW HOW THEY GOT IT ON THE RADIO MAYBE THEY BLEEPED SOME OF THE WORDS BUT I REMEMBER THE "SON OF A BITCH" PART BECAUSE IT MADE ME HOWEL WITH LAUGHTER.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Lightning Strikes the Postman by The Flaming Lips

I got yer letter
it had turned to sand
lighting strikes the postman in His hand,
I hope that you remember the things you had to say,
it's just A supernatural delay...
I got yer package it was all a mess,
lightning strikes The postman in his chest,
I hope that you remember the things you Had to Say,
it's just a supernatural delay...
I sent you a postcard and I hope yer fine
But lightning strike the postman all the time
I couldn't really think of anything to say
It's just a supernatural delay,
And it's hard to read the writing through the flames

WHAT MOVIE WAS IT WHERE THE DUDE GOT STRUCK BY LIGHTNING LIKE FOURTY TIMES? NO MATTER WHAT HE DID TO AVOID IT HE GOT STUCK. IT WASNT PART OF THE MAIN NARRATIVE OF THE MOVIE. IT WAS ONCE OF THE CHARACTERS TELLING ANOTHER THE STORY OF THE DUDE GETTING STRUCK.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Atomic Dog by George Clinton

Yeah, this is a story of famous dogs
For the dog that chases its tail will be busy
These are clapping dogs, rhythmic dogs
Harmonic dogs, house dogs, street dogs
Dogs of the world unite
Dancin' dogs
Yeah, countin' dogs, funky dogs
Nasty dogs
(Dog)
Atomic dog
Atomic dog
(Life on all fours)
(When you’re out there on the streets)
(Many compete)
(Nothin' but the dog in ya)
 And life on all fours
when you’re out there walking the streets
ooh they compete
oh the dog in ya
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
BACKGROUND / GEORGE – SING TOGETHER
BACKGROUND
(Life on all fours)
(When you’re out there on the streets)
(Many compete)
(Nothin' but the dog in ya)
 Un-tied dog in a telematic society
aint your average huckleberry hound
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh… ooh… ooh
 Why must I feel like that?
Aw.. Why must I chase the cat?
Darn the dog in me
 (Life on all fours)
(When you’re out there on the streets)
(Many compete)
(Nothin' but the dog in ya)
woof woof woof
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Nothing but the dog in me
(woof)
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Nothing but the dog in me
(woof)
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
( ooh ooh oh oh )
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher, Do the dogcatcher
(Dog) ( Dog) (Dog)
(Dogcatcher ) (dogcatcher) (ooh)
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher, Do the dogcatcher
(Dog) (Dog) (Dog)
Do the dogcatcher, baby, do the dogcatcher
Ooh
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Just walkin' the dog
atomic dog
Futuristic bow-wow
woof
Leader of the pack
Wild dog
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Just the dog in me
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Just the dog in me
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
The dog in me
(Dog in me)
The dog is in me
(Dog in me)
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
Do you wanna do the dogcatcher
Well, baby, why don’t you do it again for me?
Dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
House-trained dogs
Wild dogs
Say it again
Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?

LITTLE KNOWN FACT THIS IS BILL CLINTONS HALF BROTHER

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Can Your Pussy Do The Dog by The Cramps

Here kitty, kitty
You better move along
'Cuz the big cats walk
At the break of dawn
Now doggonnit baby
Oh, I said dog gone
Hey can your pussy do the dog?
Can your pussy do the dog?
Can your pussy do the houndog, baby?
Can your pussy do the dog?
Well, this whole mess useless now
As a whistle on a plow
If your pussy can't do the dog
I'm the king of the jungle
They call me Tiger, man
I'm gonna do the bird
If I can, if I can
My bird can do the dog
If your pussy can
Hey can your pussy do the dog?
Tell me, can your pussy do the dog?
Can your pussy do the bulldog, baby?
Can your pussy do the dog?
Come on, wag that tail
Baby, you can't fail
If'n your pussy can't do the dog
Hey, hey, hey
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
No pedigree from France
Will get you in the dance
Listen, your pussy can't do the dog
Hey, can your pussy do the dog?
Can your pussy do the dog?
Can your pussy do the poodle cut, baby doll?
Can your pussy do the dog?
Well, no pedigree from France
Will get you in the dance
Listen, your pussy can't do the dog
Come on and wag that tail
Baby, you can't fail
If'n your pussy can do the dog
Cha, cha, cha
 


Sunday, November 15, 2015

Good Times Are Killing Me by Modest Mouse

The good times are killing me.
Here we go!

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.

The good times are killing me.

Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.

The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.

Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.

Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.

The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.

WELL... THERE ARE WORSE WAYS TO DIE.. LIKE A FLESH EATING BACTERIAL INFECTION OF THE PENIS... SAW A DUDE DIE OF THAT ONCE WHEN I WAS A HOSPITAL SOCIAL WORKER... IT WAS NOT PLESANT...

Friday, November 13, 2015

Rue St vincent by Yves Montand (in translation)


She had under her furry hat,
on the hilltop Montmartre,
an innocent little look
People called her rose, she was pretty
she smelled good - like a new flower
Saint-Vincent street
She hadn't known her father
she had no mother
and since 1900,
she lived at her old foremother
Where she raised herself like that, all alone
Saint-Vincent street
She already worked to live
and on frosted nights
in the dark and freezing cold
her little scarf on her shoulders
she returned home by Saules street
Saint-Vincent street
She could see in the chilly nights
the starry sky,
and the crescent moon
shinning, white and fatal
on the small cross of the basilica
Saint-Vincent street
Summer, by the hot dusk
she met Jules,
who was so sweet
that she stayed the entire night,
with him near the old cemetery
Saint-Vincent street
And small Jules was a thug
who pimps the chicks
so the teenager,
seeing that she wouldn't accept to be a prostitute
by a hit of a blade pierced her stomach,
Saint-Vincent street.
When they laid her down in her coffin
she was all white,
while burying her,
the undertakers said that the poor child
was killed the night of her wedding ceremony
Saint-Vincent street
She had a pretty furry hat
on the hilltop Montmartre,
an innocent little look
People called her rose, she was pretty
she smelled good - like a new flower
Saint-Vincent street

A DARK DAY IN PARIS

Monday, November 09, 2015

Sledgehammer by Peter Gabriel

you could have a steam train
if you'd just lay down your tracks
you could have an aeroplane flying
if you bring your blue sky back

all you do is call me
I'll be anything you need

you could have a big dipper
going up and down, all around the bends
you could have a bumper car, bumping
this amusement never ends

I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
oh let me be your sledgehammer
this will be my testimony
show me round your fruitcage
'cos I will be your honey bee
open up your fruitcage
where the fruit is as sweet as can be

I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
you'd better call the sledgehammer
put your mind at rest
I'm going to be-the sledgehammer
this can be my testimony
I'm your sledgehammer
let there be no doubt about it

sledge sledge sledgehammer

I've kicked the habit
shed my skin
this is the new stuff
I go dancing in, we go dancing in
oh won't you show for me
and I will show for you
show for me, I will show for you
yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you
only you
you've been coming through
going to build that powerr
build, build up that power, hey
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
going to feel that power, build in you
come on, come on, help me do
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
it's what we're doing, doing
all day and night

THIS SONG IS ABOUT PETER GABRIEL'S PENIS

Tuesday, November 03, 2015

California Uber Allles by The Dead Kennedys

I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...

Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!

 California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face

Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!

California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

 Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece

Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.

DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown

California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

I REMEMBER MY MOM GOT SO PISSED ONCE THERE WAS A BAND WITH THE NAME DEAD KENNEDYS... I THOUGHT WELL THERE ARE SOME KENNEDYS THAT GOT SHOT, THEY ARE DEAD, AND NOW THERE IS A BAND THAT AKNOWLEDGES THE FACT

Monday, November 02, 2015

Vote For Me Dummy by Guided by Voices

Marry your uniform
Right now
Remember your first pair of eyes?

And vote for dummy
I'll tell you the truth
Then I'll tell you a joke
The ultimate good move
Life will be a piece of cake
Please find me a river

Develop the film of your life
Right now
Remember to turn off the light

And vote for me dummy...

Please find me an island

I HAVE CHECKED OUT

Thursday, October 29, 2015

I Often Go Walking by The Potters

I often go walking in meadows of clover,
And I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms the whole meadow over,
Dear Mother, all flowers remind me of you.

Oh Mother, I give you my love with each flower
To give forth sweet fragrance a whole lifetime through
For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,
I learn how to love them, dear Mother, from you

YO MOTHA'

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Age of Conscent by New Order

Won't you please let me go
These words lie inside they hurt me so
And I'm not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what I want to do
I'm not the kind that needs to tell you
Just what you want me to

I saw you this morning
I thought that you might like to know
I received your message in full a few days ago
I understood every word that it said
And now that I've actually heard it
You're going to regret

And I'm not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what you want me to
You're not the kind that needs to tell me
About the birds and the bees

Do you find this happens all the time
Crucial point one day becomes a crime
And I'm not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what I want to do
I'm not the kind that needs to tell you

I've lost you [x5]
I've lost you [x5]
I've lost you [x5]

I HAVE NO REGRETS...

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

The Refugee by U2

Woah, woah
She's the refugee
I see your face
I see you staring back at me
Woah, woah
She's the refugee
Her mama say one day she's gonna
Live in America
In the morning
She is waiting
Waiting for the ship to sail
Sail away
Woah, woah
Her papa go to war
He gonna fight
But he don't know what for
Woah, woah
Her papa go to war
Her mama say one day he's gonna
Come back from far away
Help me
How can you help me
In the evening
She is waiting
Waiting for her man to come
And take her by her hand
And take her to this promise land
Woah, woah
She's a pretty face
But at the wrong time
In the wrong place
Woah, woah
She's a pretty face
Her mama say one day she's gonna
Live in America
Yeah, America
Woah, woah
She's a refugee
She's coming back, she's coming
Keep you company
Woah, woah
She's a refugee
Her mama say one day she's gonna
Live in America
 


Tuesday, October 20, 2015

It Takes Two by Rob Base

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
Hit it!

I wanna rock right now
I'm Rob Base and I came to get down
I'm not internationally known
But I'm known to rock the microphone
Because I get stoopid, I mean outrageous
Stay away from me if you're contagious
'Cause I'm the winner, no, I'm not the loser
To be an M. C. Is what I choose 'a
Ladies love me, girls adore me
I mean even the ones who never saw me
Like the way that I rhyme at a show
The reason why, man, I don't know
So let's go, 'cause

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
(repeat)
Hit it!

My name is Rob, I gotta real funky concept
Listen up, 'cause I'm gonna keep you in step
I got an idea
That I wanna share
You don't like it? So what, I don't care
I'm number one, the uno, I like comp
Bring all the suckers 'cause all them I'll stomp
Bold and black but I won't protect
All of my followers 'cause all I want is respect
I'm not a doctor, put them in rapture
A slick brother that can easy outfox ya
Cause I'm Rob, the last name Base, yeah
And on the mike, I'm known to be the freshest
So let's start, it shouldn't be too hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard
I won't fess, wear a bulletproof vest
Don't smoke buddha, can't stand sess, yes

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
(repeat)
Hit it!

The situation that the Base is in
I'm kinda stingy that's why I don't wanna lend
A funky rhyme to a foe or a good friend
But listen up 'cause I want you to comprehend
'Cause I'm the leader, the man superior
I take care of ya and then ya get wearier
So just sit, my rhymes arenot counterfeit
The record sells which makes this one a hit
It won't hurt to listen to Red Alert
Take off your shirt
Make sure it don't hit the dirt
I like the kids--the guys, the girls
I want the ducats 'cause this is Rob Base's world
I'm on a mission, ya better just listen
To my rhymes 'cause I'm all about dissin'
'Cause

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
(repeat)
Hit it!

I stand alone, don't need anyone
'Cause I'm Rob, just came ot have fun
Don't need friends that act like foes
'Cause I'm Rob Base, the one who knows
About things that make ya get weary
Don't cheer me, just hear me
Out 'cause I got the clout--shout (Ho!)
Before I turn the party out
I won't stutter-- Project my voice, speak clearly
So you can be my choice
On stage or on record
Go to the Wiz and select it
Take it off the rack, if it's wack put it back
I like the Whopper, fuck the Big Mac
If you want static, so let's go
So, throw upyour hands
Go for what you know
Bro', I got an ego
Yo, talkin' to me? No
Oh
'Cause Rob is in the front, ez Rock is on the Back up
We're not soft, soyou better just slack up
'Cause I'm cool, calm just like a breeze
Rock the mike with the help of ez
Rock on the set, the music plays
Only cuts the records that I say

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
(repeat)
Hit it!

All right, now, ez Rock
Now, when I count to three
I want you to get busy
You ready now?
One, two, three, get loose now!

It takes two to make a
It takes two to make a
(repeat)

WELL, I RESPECT HIS OPINION, BUT HE SHOULD REALLY SAY IT TAKES TWO OR MORE TO MAKE A THING GO RIGHT. SOME FOLKS ROLL THAT WAY.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Shaky Shaky by The Wiggles

Hey there, shaky shaky
Shaking is fun to do
Hey there, shaky shaky
I wanna shake with you

Well then shake a little faster
Shake a little slower
Keep on shaking
Shaky shaky

Hey there, shaky shaky
Shaking is fun to do
Hey there shaky shaky
I wanna shake with you

Well then shake a little faster
Shake a little slower
Keep on shaking now
Shake it all out
Shaky

THIS IS WHAT YOU SING TO FOLKS WHEN THEY ARE WITHDRAWING FROM HEROIN. IT MAKES THEM LAUGH AND FEEL BETTER.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Boy In The Bubble by Peter Gabriel

It was a slow day,
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road,
There was a bright light,
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage
Was wired to the radio,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry

It was a dry wind,
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth,
And the dead sand,
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers
And the automatic earth,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all o-yeah,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry

It's a turn-around jump shot
It's everybody jump start
It's, every generation throws a hero up the pop charts,
Medicine is magical and magical is art think of
The Boy in the Bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart

And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle,
Lasers in the jungle somewhere,
Staccato signals of constant information,
A loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires and baby,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all o-yeah,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry don't cry

YES JACKASS, I AM AWARE THAT PETER GABRIEL DID NOT WRITE THIS SONG. JUST LIKE I AM AWARE THAT PETER GABRIEL WAS THE ORIGIONAL FRONT MAN OF GENISIS. ITS CALLED A COVER JACKASS.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Detachable Penis by King Missile

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again
This happens all the time
It's detachable
This comes in handy a lot of the time
I can leave it home when I think it's going to get me in trouble
Or I can rent it out when I don't need it
But now and then I go to a party
Get drunk
And the next the morning, I can't for the life of me
Remember what I did with it
First I looked around my apartment
And I couldn't find it
So I called up the place where the party was
They hadn't seen it either
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'Cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time
So I told them if it pops up to let me know
I called a few people who were at the party
But they were no help either
I was starting to get desperate
I really don't like being without my penis for too long
It makes me feel like less of a man
And I really hate to having to sit down
Every time I take a leak
After a few hours of searching the house
And calling everyone I could think of
I was starting to get very depressed
So I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast
Then as I walked down Second Avenue toward St. Mark's Place
Where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street
I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven
Some guy was selling it
I had to buy it off him
He wanted 22 bucks but I talked him down to 17
I took it home, washed it off
And put it back on
I was happy again, complete
People sometimes tell me
I should get it permanently attached but I don't know
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass
I like having a detachable penis
Detachable penis
Detachable penis
Detachable penis

IF THAT WERE ME I WOULD TOTALLY LOSE IT

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Acid Food by Mogwai

What happened after the storm
Was everyone okay
I tried to call again
I think they've gone away

(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)

I dreamt of an ice-age today
Cold and white to see
I walked for miles and miles
They came back another way
We learned them as we went
Forgot them straight away
The ones we left behind
The ones we sent away

(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)

WHAT WE NEED IS A GOOD ICE AGE

Friday, October 09, 2015

Careful With That Ax Eugene by Pink Floyd

Down, down. Down, down. The star is screaming.
Beneath the lies. Lie, lie. Tschay, tschay, tschay.
[Sound of Waters blowing into the microphone]
[Light screaming from Waters]
Careful, careful, careful with that axe, Eugene.
[Very loud and prolonged scream]
[Another very loud and prolonged scream]
[Waters blowing into the microphone]
[Light screaming from Waters]
The stars are screaming loud.
Tsch.
Tsch.
Tsch.
[Low groaning sound from Waters]

BETTER TO USE A CHAINSAW... JUST ASK LEATHERFACE

Thursday, October 08, 2015

Magic by Olivia Newton-John



Come take my hand
You should know me
I've always been in your mind
You know that I'll be kind
I'll be guiding you

Building your dream
Has to start now
There's no other road to take
You won't make a mistake
I'll be guiding you

You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
And if all your hopes survive
Your destiny will arrive
I'll bring all your dreams alive
For you

From where I stand
You are home free
The planets align so rare
There's promise in the air
And I'm guiding you

Through every turn I'll be near you
I'll come anytime you call
I'll catch you when you fall
I'll be guiding you

You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
And if all your hopes survive
Your destiny will arrive
I'll bring all your dreams alive
For you
 

Thursday, October 01, 2015

I Want to be Like You by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

Now, I'm the King of the Swinger's Ball.
Jungle V.I.P.
Well, I reached the top and had to stop,
And that's what's bothering me.
A wannabe a man, now man cub, stroll right into town.
And be just like the other men,
I'm tired of monkeying around.
So, oooh-oooh-oooh.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna walk like you,
Talk like you do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.
Yeah.
Now, don't you mess with me, man cub,
I made a deal with you.
What I desire is man's red fire ,
So I can be just like you.
Now, don't you mess with me, man cub,
Tell me what to do.
Give the power of man's red fire,
So I can be just like you.
So, ooh-ooh-ooh.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna walk like you,
Talk like you do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.
Yes, and ooh.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna walk like you,
Talk like you do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.

BLA BLA BLA THIS SUCKS, USED TO LIKE, NOW ITS NOTHING, BLA BLA BLA

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Boaring by The Pierces

Saturday Night
We look alright
We're going out
Boring.
Paris, France
Londontown
NYC
Boring.
Nothing thrills us
Anymore
No one kills us
Anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring
Sexy boy
Girl on girl
Ménage à trois
Boring.
Marijuana
Cocaine
Heroin
Boring.
Nothing thrills us
Anymore
No one kills us
Anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring
Galliano
Donatella
Dolce & Gabbana
Boring.
Caviar
Escargot
Dom Perignon
Boring.
Love of my life
Bear your child
Everything I've ever wanted
Boring.
Nothing thrills us
Anymore
No one kills us
Anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring
(when it's boring)
Nothing thrills us
Anymore
No one kills us
Anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring
 

Monday, September 28, 2015

Dont Worry About The Government by Talking Heads

I see the clouds that move across the sky
I see the wind that moves the clouds away
It moves the clouds over by the building
I pick the building that I want to live in

I smell the pine trees and the peaches in the woods
I see the pinecones that fall by the highway
That's the highway that goes to the building
I pick the building that I want to live in

It's over there, it's over there
My building has every convenience
It's gonna make life easy for me
It's gonna be easy to get things done
I will relax alone with my loved ones

Loved ones, loved ones visit the building,
take the highway, park and come up and see me
I'll be working, working but if you come visit
I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important

Don't you worry 'bout me
I wouldn't worry about me
Don't you worry 'bout me
Don't you worry 'bout me

I see the states, across this big nation
I see the laws made in Washington, D.C.
I think of the ones I consider my favorites
I think of the people that are working for me

Some civil servants are just like my loved ones
They work so hard and they try to be strong
I'm a lucky guy to live in my building
They own the buildings to help them along

It's over there, it's over there
My building has every convenience
It's gonna make life easy for me
It's gonna be easy to get things done
I will relax along with my loved ones

Loved ones, loved ones visit the building
Take the highway, park and come up and see me
I'll be working, working but if you come visit
I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important

I wouldn't worry 'bout
I wouldn't worry about me
Don't you worry 'bout me
Don't you worry 'bout ME...

VERY GOOD ADVICE FROM THE HEADS... DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT BECAUSE THEY SURE DONT GIVE A FIDDLERS FART FOR YOU

Saturday, September 26, 2015

When Doves Cry by Prince

Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You've got the butterflies all tied up
Don't make me chase you
Even doves have pride

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (A world that's so cold)
Maybe you're just too demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father)
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold (Ya know he's too bold)
Maybe you're just like my mother (Maybe you're just like my mother)
She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

Don't Cry (Don't Cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When Doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
Don't cry
Darling don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't don't cry

THIS VIDEO SO RAD YOU ARE LAME IF YOU DONT WATCH IT

Friday, September 25, 2015

Wake Up by Arcade Fire

Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’.
Someone told me not to cry.

But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.

Children, wake up.
Hold your mistake up
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little gods causin' rain storms,
turnin’ every good thing to rust.

I guess we’ll just have to adjust.

With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’,
I can see where I am goin’ to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’,
I can see where I am goin’.
With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’,
I can see where I am go -- goin’!

You better look out below!

TOO LATE... SUMMER IS ALREADY TURNED TO DUST... IT IS NOW FALL... WINTER COMING..

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Flashdance (What A Feeling)

First when there's nothing
But a slow glowing dream
That your fear seems to hide
Deep inside your mind

All alone, I have cried
Silent tears full of pride
In a world made of steel
Made of stone

Well, I hear the music
Close my eyes, feel the rhythm
Wrap around, take a hold of my heart

What a feeling
Being's believing
I can have it all
Now I'm dancing for my life

Take your passion
And make it happen
Pictures come alive
You can dance right through your life

Now I hear the music
Close my eyes, I am rhythm
In a flash, it takes hold of my heart

What a feeling, being's believing
I can have it all
Now I'm dancing for my life

Take your passion
And make it happen
Pictures come alive
Now I'm dancing through my life

What a feeling

What a feeling (I am music now)
Being's believing (I am rhythm now)
Pictures come alive
You can dance right through your life

What a feeling (I can really have it all)
What a feeling
(Pictures come alive when I call)
I can have it all (I can really have it all)

Have it all (pictures come alive when I call)
(Call, call ,call, call, what a feeling)
I can have it all (being's believing)
Being's believing (take your passion)
(Make it happen) Make it happen
(What a feeling) What a feeling

WHEN I WAS A KID I THOUGHT THIS WAS A DIRTY SONG BECAUSE I THOUGHT THE LYRIC WAS "TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF, AND MAKE IT HAPPEN"

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

They're Coming to Take Me Away by Jerry Samuels

Remember when you ran away and I got on my knees and begged you not to leave because I'd go berzerk?
Well, you left me anyhow and the days got worse and worse and now you see I've gone completely out of my mind.
And They're coming to take me away Ha Ha
They're coming to take me away ho ho he he ha ha
to the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time, and I'll be happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats
and they're coming to take me away ha ha
You thought it was joke and so you laughed, you laughed when I had said that losing you would make me flip my lid, right?
You know you laughed, I heard you laugh, you laughed, you laughed and laughed and then you left, but now you know I'm utterly mad.
And they're coming to take me away Ha Ha
They're coming to take me away ho ho he he ha ha
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds and basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
They're coming to take me away ha ha...
I cooked your food, I cleaned your house, and this is how you paid me back for all my kind unselfish loving deeds.
Huh? Well you just wait they'll find you yet, and when they do they'll put you in the ASPCA you mangy mutt.
And They're coming to take me away Ha Ha
They're coming to take me away ho ho he he ha ha
To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time and I'll be happy to see those nice men in their clean white coats
They're coming to take me away Ha Ha
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds and basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
They're coming to take me away Ha Ha Ha
Your home the one the bank foreclosed, You cried to me Monogamy is the way we both must live or you'll feel hurt.
But, I see, I see there's someone new, your anxious poly-pure-bred coat was even gone at our place while I paid the rent, thanks!
And They're coming to take me away Ha Ha
They're coming to take me away ho ho he he ha ha
To the loony bin with all you can eat perscription drugs like thorizine, and lithium, and electric shock and insulin
They're coming to take me away Ha Ha

THIS DUDE NEEDED TO BE LEFT

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Meet Me In The Woods by Lord Huron

I took a little journey to the unknown,
and I come back changed I can feel it in my bones.
I fucked with forces that our eyes can't see.
Now the darkness got a hold on me.
Now the darkness got a hold on me.

How long baby have I been away?
Oh, it feels like ages though you say it's only days.
There ain't language for the things I've seen.
And the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams.
The truth is stranger than my own worst dreams.
Now the darkness got a hold on me.

I have seen what the darkness does.
Say goodbye to who I was.
I ain't never been away so long.
Don't look back them days are gone.
Follow me into the endless night.
I can bring your fears to live.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Meet me in the woods tonight.

The truth is stranger than my own worst dreams.
Now the darkness got a hold on me.

I have seen what the darkness does.
Say goodbye to who I was.
I ain't never been away so long.
Don't look back them days are gone.
Follow me into the endless night.
I can bring your fears to live.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Meet me in the woods tonight.

LADY, DO NOT MEET THAT DUDE IN THE WOODS. BAD THINGS WILL HAPPEN.


Thursday, September 17, 2015

Philosophize In It! Chemicalize With It! by Kishi Bashi

And if you fly into the sky
And if your body is a penny and I'm
Ready to throw it in the fountain of my many memories
And if you push it I will take you off the line
Philosophize in it! Chemicalize with it!
I fell in love you the only way I know
I went for many miles until I couldn't go
Concerned but anyways
I didn't even know about you and me
I made a guess about your craziness and no
I didn't think about how many boys you've been with before
Concerned but anyways
I love everything about you
And if your body is a penny and I'm
Ready to throw it in the fountain of my many memories
And if you push it I will take you off the line
Philosophize in it! Chemicalize with it!
Picture our wedding it'd be summer sour and summer sweet
We'd paint the ceiling red, we'd go to the Greek and straight to the street
Concerned but never bleak
We'd find the day about you and me
And with our eyes we shall see
Between you and me
Who's crazier for the other one?
It's me, it's you, it's me, it's you
And if your body is a penny and I'm
Ready to throw it in the fountain of my many memories
And if you push it I will take you off the line
Philosophize in it! Chemicalize with it!

YOU NEVER CLICK HERE... ASS...

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

On the Table by A.C. Newman

On the table, the deal that kept the courts at arms length
Stealing our thoughts with the force of their non-sequiturs, amateurs
On the table, the view behind the legs of dancers
Windows of chance, there lost on the trail of dissent, innocent
Do re mi, innocent

On the table, the deal between the thieves and exits
Common and breathless, shrugging at what they've become, number one
On the table, the steal that kept the courts at arms length
Stealing our hearts with the force of the new evidence, innocent
Do re mi, innocent

Now the plain blondes are playing along with you
Now the plain blondes are playing along with you, with you

On the table, our hopes become a starting pistol
Though we have missed all the minutes
We know what we've won, are we done?
On the table, the deal between the legs of mankind
Walking a straight line, copping a plea as they went, innocent
Do re mi, innocent

Now the plain blondes are playing along with you
Now the plain blondes are playing along with you

On the table
On the table
On the table
On the table
 

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Your New Twin Sized Bed by Death Cab for Cutie

You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
With a single pillow underneath your single head.
I guess you decided that that old queen was more space than you would need.
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free.

And I hope you have more luck with this than me.

You used to think that someone would come along.
And lay beside you in a space that they belong.
But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new.
What's the point of holding onto what never gets used?

Other than a sick desire for self-abuse.

And I try not to worry, but you've got me terrified.
It's like you're in some kind of hurry to say goodbye,

You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.

NOTHIN TO SAY

Friday, September 04, 2015

Five Get Over-Excited by The Housemartins

Fun, fun, fun
(Jeremy)
Me, me, me
(Fifi)
Take, take, take
(Jeremy)
Fun, fun, fun
James Dean posters on their wall
(Five killed in the car-crash)
What a sad little end to it all
(Five killed in the car-crash)
Last seen having lots of fun
(Five dumped in a river)
Barefoot and on the run
(Five dumped in a river)
I am mad from Scandinavia
I want a guy in the London area
He must be crazy and Sagittarius
'Cause I'm Leo and I'm hilarious
Fun, fun, fun
(Jeremy)
Me, me, me
(Fifi)
Take, take, take
(Jeremy)
Fun, fun, fun
Last seen drinking Daddy's own beer
(Five poisoned over dinner)
Singing Abba's, 'Mamma Mia'
(Five poisoned over dinner)
Drop dead watching Thunder birds fly
(Five get over excited)
Poster on their wall says, 'Why?'
(Five get over excited)
I am guy from Camden Town
My hair is curly but I gel it down
My clothes are black but my bread is brown
I'm really into early Motown
Fun, fun, fun
(Jeremy)
Me, me, me
(Fifi)
Take, take, take
(Jeremy)
Fun, fun, fun
Feigning concern, a conservative pastime
Makes you feel doubtful right from the start
The expression she pulls is exactly like last time
You've got to conclude she just hasn't a heart
 


Wednesday, September 02, 2015

Hell is Chrome by Wilco

When the devil came
He was not red
He was chrome, and he said
Come with me
You must go
So I went
Where everything was clean
So precise and towering
I was welcomed
With open arms
I received so much help in every way
I felt no fear
I felt no fear
The air was crisp
Like sunny late winter days
A springtime yawning high in the haze
And I felt like I belonged
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
 
 
 

Tuesday, September 01, 2015

Lisztomaia by Phoenix

So sentimental
Not sentimental no!
Romantic, not disgusting yet
Darling, I’m down and lonely
When with the fortunate only
I’ve been looking for something else

Do let, do let, do let, jugulate, do let, do
Let’s go slowly, discouraged,
Distant from other interests
On your favorite weekend ending
This love’s for gentlemen only
That’s with the fortunate only
No, I gotta be someone else
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes

 Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh!
Not easily offended
Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses

Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh!
Not easily offended
Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses

Follow, misguide, stand still
Disgust, discourage
On this precious weekend ending
This love’s for gentlemen only
Wealthiest gentlemen only
And now that you’re lonely
Do let, do let, do let, jugulate, do let, do

Let’s go slowly, discouraged,
We’ll burn the pictures instead
When it’s all over we can barely discuss
For one minute only
Not with the fortunate only
Thought it could have been something else
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes

 Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh!
Not easily offended
Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses

Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh!
Not easily offended
Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses

 Ooh, this is showtime, this is showtime, this is showtime [2x]
Time, time to show it off, time to show it off, it's time to show [2x]

From a mess to the masses!
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh!

Disgust, disgust, disgust, disgust, disgust, disgust, discouraged.

STEP 1: MAKE A LIST

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Never Ending Math Equation by Modest Mouse

I'm the same as I was when I was 6 years old
And oh my God I feel so damn old
I don't really feel anything
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below

And oh my God, they look so alone
Do they really feel anything?
Oh my God, I've gotta gotta gotta gotta move on
Where do you move when what you're moving from

Is yourself?
The universe works on a math equation
that never even ever really ends in the end
Infinity spirals out creation

We're on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We ain't sure where you stand
You ain't machines and you ain't land
And the plants and the animals, they are linked

And the plants and the animals eat each other
Oh my God and oh my cat
I told my Dad what I need
Well I know what I have and want

But I don't know what I need
Well, he said he said he said he said
"Where we're going I'm dead."

DO THE MATH!

Friday, August 28, 2015

The Way Some People Die by Yo La Tengo

It wasn't it more than a minute
That first one was the test
He was listening but I dont think he heard the rest
It was easy to fall, but not easy to take a stand
With the sound of her voice or the touch of her hand
Everyone's heard the reasons why
A kid would let the poison creep inside
He said he wasn't scared, but you know he lied
The way some people die
He doesn't think of tomorrow
And he seldom looks back
When he did he saw failure
And a future so black
So, he sees himself through sad eyes
That have never caught the look of love
He'll never see what he's giving up
Everyone's heard the reasons why
A kid would let the poison creep inside
He said he wasn't scared, but you know he lied
The way some people die
You might think he's a victim
He just thinks its a guess
Its not the question, its who you ask
And the boats fly on friday
And you're never gonna see him again
It wasn't love that did him in
Everyone's heard the reasons why
A kid would let the poison creep inside
He said he wasn't scared, but you know he lied
The way some people die
 

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Wierd Fishes/Arpeggi by Radiohead

In the deepest ocean
The bottom of the sea
Your eyes
They turn me
Why should I stay here?
Why should I stay?
I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me
Turn me on to phantoms
I follow to the edge of the earth
And fall off
Everybody leaves
If they get the chance
And this is my chance
I get eaten by the worms
Weird fishes
Get towed by the worms
Weird fishes
Weird fishes
Weird fishes
I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape
I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape
 

Monday, August 24, 2015

Cruel Summer by Bananarama

Hot summer streets
And the pavements are burning
I sit around

Trying to smile
But the air is so heavy and dry

Strange voices are saying
What did they say
Things I can't understand
It's too close for comfort
This heat has got right out of hand

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone

The city is crowded
My friends are away
And I'm on my own

It's too hot to handle
So I got to get up and go

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

WHOS VERSION IS LAMER BANANARAMA...

OR ACE OF BASE? TWO LAME BANDS... ONE LAME SONG...

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Down in the Willow Garden by Nora Jones

Down in the Willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
As we sat a-courtin'
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of Burgundy wine
My love she did not know
So I poisoned that dear little girl
On the banks below
I drew a sabre through her
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
Which was a dreadful sign
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run, beneath the sun
The scaffold now waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
 

Wednesday, August 05, 2015

Be My Number Two by Joe Jackson

Won't you be my number two?
Me and number one are through
There won't be too much to do
Just smile when I feel blue

And there's not much left of me
What you get is what you see
Is it worth the energy?
I'll leave it up to you

And if you got something to say to me
Don't try to lay your funny ways on me
I know that it's really not fair of me
But my heart's seen too much action

And every time I look at you
You'll be who I want you to
And I'll do what I can do
To make a dream or two come true
(If you'll be my)
If you'll be my number two

And if you got something to say to me
Don't try to lay your funny ways on me
I know that it's really not fair of me
But my heart's seen too much action

And every time I look at you
You'll be who I want you to
And I'll do what I can do
To make a dream or two come true
(If you'll be my)
If you'll be my number two

IS HE ASKING HER TO BE HIS POO?

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Needle in the Hay by Elliott Smith



Your hand on his arm
Haystack charm around your neck
Strung out and thin
Calling some friend, trying to cash some check
He's acting dumb
That's what you've come to expect
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
He's wearing your clothes
Head down to toes, a reaction to you
You say you know what he did
But you idiot kid, you don't have a clue
Sometimes they just get caught in the eye, you're pulling him through
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Now on the bus
Nearly touching this dirty retreat
Falling out 6th and powell, a dead sweat in my teeth
Gonna walk walk walk
Four more blocks, plus the one in my brain
Down downstairs to the man, he's gonna make it all okay
I can't be myself
I can't be myself
And I don't want to talk
I'm taking the cure
So I can be quiet whenever I want
So leave me alone
You ought to be proud that I'm getting good marks
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay

I THINK THIS CAN ALSO BE SUNG TO THE TURKEY IN THE STRAW

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Kiss Off by Violent Femmes

I need someone, a person to talk to
Someone who'd care to love
Could it be you?
Could it be you?

The situation gets rough, and I start to panic
It's not enough, it's just a habit
And, kid, you're sick
Well, darling, this is it

Well, you can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back, I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad, but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!)
Yeah, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!)
They do it all the time (do it all the time!)
They do it all the time (do it all the time!)
They do it all the time, do it all the time

I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record!
Oh, yeah? Well, don't get so distressed
Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed?

I take one, one, one 'cause you left me
And two, two, two for my family
And three, three, three for my heartache
And four, four, four for my headaches
And five, five, five for my lonely
And six, six, six for my sorrow
And seven, seven for no tomorrow
And eight, eight, I forget what eight was for
But nine, nine, nine for the lost gods
Ten, ten, ten, ten for everything, everything, everything

Well, you can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back, I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad, but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!)
Yeah, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!)
They do it all the time (do it all the time!)
They do it all the time (do it all the time!)
They do it all the time, do it all the time, do it all the time

WHY? WHY DO THEY DO IT ALL THE TIME? YEAH? YEAH?

Monday, July 20, 2015

Keep Breathing by Ingred Michaelshon

The storm is coming but I don't mind
People are dying, I close my blinds

All that I know is I'm breathing now

I want to change the world
Instead I sleep
I want to believe in more than you and me

But all that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now

All that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing

All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now

KEEP MOVING IS BETTER ADVICE. ANYONE CAN BREATHE.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Holding on for Life by Broken Bells

Girl, take a seat
Rest your weary bones
Your secret's safe
In my hands

Tell me about the years and
Let me buy an hour
Maybe help me to understand

Oh, ain't nobody calling
Ain't nobody home
What a lovely day to be lonely

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

Light another cigarette
Burning in the cold
Waiting on the street
For your man

You're trying not to look so
Young and miserable
You gotta get your kicks
While you can

And in the Latin quarter
Sitting on your own
What a lovely day to be lonely

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

Well,
you
might belong
to another time
Still you have to carry on, yeah

No
where
else to go
and you never know
what to hide and what to show, no

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

You're holding on for life
Holding on for life, love
Holding on for love

BROKE DOWN PALACE

Sunday, July 12, 2015

The Devil Made Texas By Ed Miller

Oh, the devil in hell they say he was chained,
And there for a thousand years he remained;
He neither complained nor did he groan,
But decided he'd start up a hell of his own,
Where he could torment the souls of men
Without being shut in a prison pen;
So he asked the Lord if he had any sand
Left over from making this great land.

The Lord He said, "Yes, I have plenty on hand,
But it's away down south on the Rio Grande,
And to tell you the truth, the stuff is so poor
I doubt it will do for a hell anymore."
The Devil went down and looked over the truck,
And he said if it came as a gift he was stuck,
For when he'd examined it carefully and well
He decided the place was too dry for a hell.  But the Lord to just get the stuff off His hands
He promised the Devil He'd water the lands,
For He had some old water that was of no use,
A regular bog hole that stunk like the deuce.
So the contract was signed and the deed was given,
And the Lord went up to his spread up in heaven.
The Devil soon saw he had everything needed
To make a good hell and I'll say he succeeded.

He scattered tarantulas over the road,
Put thorns on the cactus and horns on the toads,
He sprinkled the sand with millions of ants
So the man that sits down must wear soles on his pants.
He lengthened the horns of the Texas steer,
And added an inch to the jack rabbit's ear;
He put water puppies in all of the lakes,
And under the rocks he put rattlesnakes.

He hung thorns and brambles on all of the trees.
He mixed up the dust with jiggers and fleas.
The rattlesnakes bites you, the scorpion stings,
The mesquito delights you by buzzing his wings.
The heat in the summer's a hundred and ten--
Too cool for the devil and too hot for men,
And all who remained in that climate soon bore
Stings, cuts, bites, scratches, and blisters galore.

He quickened the buck of the bronco steed
And poisoned the feet of the centipede.
The wild boar roams in the black chaparral.
It's a hell of a place that we've got for a hell.
He planted red pepper beside of the brooks;
The Mexicans use them in all that they cook.
Just dine with a Mexican and you will shout,
"I've got hell on the inside as well as the out!"

ITS FUNNY CUZ ITS TRUE

Friday, July 10, 2015

Heart of Gold by Neil Young

I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold.

And I'm getting old.
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold.
I've been in my mind,
It's such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold.

And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching for a heart of gold.
You keep me searching and I'm growing old.
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

IF THERE IS A LIFE AFTER THIS ONE IT WILL BE LIKE STANDING IN THE RAIN ON A WARM SUMMER NIGHT AT RED ROCKS LISTENING TO NIEL YOUNG SING THIS SONG

Tuesday, July 07, 2015

Electric Love by Borns

Candy, she's sweet like candy in my veins
Baby, I'm dying for another taste

And every night my mind is running around her
Thunder's getting louder and louder

Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle
I can't let you go now that I got it
And all I need is to be struck by your electric love
Baby, your electric love
Electric love

Drown me
You make my heart beat like the rain
Surround me
Hold me deep beneath your waves

And every night my mind is running around her
Thunder's getting louder and louder and louder

Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle
I can't let you go now that I got it
And all I need is to be struck by your electric love
Baby, your electric love
Electric love

Rushing through me
Feel your energy rushing through me
Feel your energy rushing through me

Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle
I can't let you go now that I got it
And all I need is to be struck by your electric love
Baby, your electric love
Baby, you're electric

YEA BABY PLAY IT AGAIN SAM

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Bette Davis Eyes by Kim Carnes

Her hair is Harlowe gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please ya
She's precocious, and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you, when she snows you
She knows ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes

THEY COME IN FUNY SHAPES? WELL NO... LESS ROUND IS FUNY.

Friday, June 26, 2015

The Distance by Cake

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags go up.
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn.
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down.
The fans get up and they get out of town.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns.
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone
In her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse,
He's going the distance.

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine,
He's haunted by something he cannot define.
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force.
In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade.
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade.
Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns.
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

Cause he's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone
In her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
He's going the distance.

IN CELEBRATION FOR THE FOLKS WHO WENT THE DISTANCE FOR MARRIAGE EQUALITY! THE HATERS WILL HATE (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT LOVE WINS.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Dancing Through Life by Idina Menzel

The trouble with schools is
They always try to teach the wrong lesson
Believe me, I've been kicked out
Of enough of them to know
They want you to become less callow
Less shallow
But I say: why invite stress in?
Stop studying strife
And learn to live "the unexamined life"...

Dancing through life
Skimming the surface
Gliding where turf is smooth
Life's more painless
For the brainless
Why think too hard?
When it's so soothing
Dancing through life
No need to tough it
When you can sluff it off as I do
Nothing matters
But knowing nothing matters
It's just life
So keep dancing through...

Dancing through life
Swaying and sweeping
And always keeping cool
Life is fraught-less
When you're thoughtless
Those who don't try
Never look foolish
Dancing through life
Mindless and careless
Make sure you're where less
Trouble is rife
Woes are fleeting
Blows are glancing
When you're dancing
Through life...
So-what's the most swankified place in town?

[Galinda:]
That would be the Ozdust Ballroom.

[Fiyero:]
Sounds perfect.
Let's go down to the Ozdust Ballroom
We'll meet there later tonight
We can dance till it's light
Find the prettiest girl...
Give her a whirl
Right on down to the Ozdust Ballroom
Come on
Follow me
You'll be happy to be there...

[Students:]
Dancing Through Life
Down at the Ozdust...

[Fiyero:]
If only because dust
Is what we come to

[Students:]
Nothing matters
But knowing nothing matters
It's just life...

[Fiyero:]
So keep dancing through...

[Boq:]
Miss Galinda, I hope you'll save at least one dance for me. I'll be right here. Waiting. All night.

[Galinda:]
Oh-that's so kind. But you know what would be even kinder?
See that tragic'ly beautiful girl
The one in the chair
It seems so unfair
We should go on a spree
And not she
Gee-
I know someone would be my hero
If that someone were
To go invite her...

[Boq:]
Well maybe, I could invite her?

[Galinda:]
Oh, Boq, really?
You would do that for me?

[Boq:]
I would do anything for you Miss Galinda.

[Galinda:]
So...

[Fiyero:]
So I'll be picking you up around eight?

[Galinda:]
After all-
Now that we've met one another

[Galinda & Fiyero:]
It's clear we deserve each other

[Galinda:]
You're perfect...

[Fiyero:]
You're perfect...

[Galinda & Fiyero:]
So we're perfect together
Born to be forever...
Dancing Through Life...

[Nessa:]
Oh, Elphaba-Isn't it wonderful?
Fin'lly for this one night
I'm about to have a fun night
With this Munchkin boy
Galinda found for me
And I only wish there were
Something I could do for her
To repay her
Elphaba, see
We deserve each other
And Galinda helped it come true
We deserve each other
Me and Boq -
Please, Elphaba, try to understand.

[Elphaba:]
I do...
Galinda, listen. Nessa and I were talking about you just now.

[Galinda:]
And I was just talking about you. I thought you might want to wear this hat to the party tonight!
It's really-uh-sharp
Don't you think?
You know black is this year's pink
You deserve each other
This hat and you
You're both so smart
You deserve each other
So here
Out of the goodness of my heart

[Boq:]
Listen, Nessa

[Nessa:]
Yes?

[Boq:]
Uh, Nessa.
I've got something to confess, a
Reason why, well-
Why I asked you here tonight
Now I know it isn't fair...

[Nessa:]
Oh, Boq. I know why.

[Boq:]
You do?

[Nessa:]
It's because I'm in this chair
And you felt sorry for me
Well isn't that right?

[Boq:]
No! no! It's because... uh... because...
Because you are so beautiful

[Nessa:]
Oh, Boq! I think you're wonderful!
And we deserve each other
Don't you see, this is our chance?
We deserve each other
Don't we, Boq?

[Boq:]
You know what?
Let's dance!

[Nessa:]
What?

[Boq:]
Let's Dance!

[Students:]
Dancing Through Life
Down at the Ozdust
If only because dust
Is what we come to
And the strange thing:
Your life could end up changing
While you're dancing
Through!

Berv will say "Lame" cuz thats how he rolls

Friday, May 29, 2015

Dude (Looks Like a Lady) by Arrowsmith

That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady

Cruise into a bar on the shore
Her picture graced the grime on the door
She's a long lost love at first bite
Baby maybe you're wrong but you know it's all right
That's right

That, that
That, that

Backstage we're havin' the time
Of our lives until somebody say
Forgive me if I seem out of line
Then she whipped out her gun and tried to blow me away!

That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady


 Never judge a book by it's cover
Or who you gonna love by your lover
Sayin' love put me wise to her love in disguise
She had the body of a Venus, Lord imagine my surprise.

That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady


 So baby let me follow you down (let me take a peek dear)
Baby let me follow you down (do me, do me, do me all night)
Baby let me follow you down (turn the other cheek dear)
Baby let me follow you down (do me, do me, do me, do me)

Ooh, what a funky lady
Ooh, she like it, like it, like it, like that.
Ooh, he was a lady!

That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady

That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
That, that dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady

HE WAS SINGIN ABOUT IT BEFORE IT WAS COOL OF A DUDE TO LOOK LIKE A LADY

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Shadow Dancing by Andy Gibb

You got me looking at that heaven in your eyes
I was chasing your direction, I was telling you no lies
And I was loving you
When the words are said, baby, I lose my head
And in a world of people, there's only you and I
There ain't nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain't even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right, uh-huh
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
All that I need is just one moment in your arms
I was chasing your affection, I was doing you no harm
And I was loving you
Make it shine, make it rain, baby I know my way
I need that sweet sensation of living in your love
I can't breath when you're away, it pulls me down
You are the question and the answer am I
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
And in this world of people, there's only you and I
There ain't nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain't even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you, oh
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

THIS SONG IS ABOUT A MAN'S DREAMS OF BECOMING A MOP

Monday, May 25, 2015

Too Bad On Your Birthday by Ram Jam

I heard your best friend say, you shouldn't have treated her that way
You could've been a little bit kinder
He didn't send you no note, didn't give you no gift
He didn't even try to find ya

Well, that's too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
I said it's too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday

You were my love once, it lasted several months
And I was in love even blinder
When you left me I cried, all my tears haven't dried
So I'm leavin' this little reminder

Oh, it's too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
Oh, too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday

And now you're the girl with cake on her face
Yeah, you're the one who's cryin'
Blow out the candles and make a wish
If you need a drink, babe I'm buyin', yeah

Too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
I said it's too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday

Woe, too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
I said that's too bad, that's too bad
Too bad on your birthday

Too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
I said it's too bad, too bad
Too bad on your birthday
That's too bad

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FRIEND

Monday, May 18, 2015

Every Day I Have The Blues by B.B. King

Everyday, everyday I have the blues
Everyday, everyday I have the blues
When you see me worried baby
Because it's you I hate to lose

Oh nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
Yes nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
Speaking of bad luck and trouble
Well you know I had my share

I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line
Yes I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line
Where there ain't nobody worried
And there ain't nobody crying

GOODBYE MR. KING

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) by Nancy Sinatra

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play?

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And 'til this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...

UMA THERMAN IS HOT!

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Ziggy Stardust by David Bowie

Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Wierd and Gilly,
And The Spiders from Mars.
He played it left hand, but made it too far,
Became the special man,
Then we were Ziggy's Band.

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Here came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls?
Just the beer light to guide us.
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were Voodoo
The kids was just crass,
He was the naz
With God given ass
He took it all too far
But boy could he play guitar.

Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band

Ziggy played guitar

I THINK ZIGGY STARDUST IS BOB MARLEY'S SON. HE DONT LOOK MUCH LIKE HIM THOUGH.

Friday, May 08, 2015

When the Night Was Young by Robbie Robertson

We headed straight south in a sundown light
Highway 61 through the Delta night
We shared the backroads with cardsharks and grifters
Tent show evangelists and Luke the Drifter

What is lost, what is missing
What's been gone way too long

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was back when the night was young

The sign reads God bless America guns and ammo
I'm not sure that's what He means
Sign reads repent the end is near
I'm not sure that's what we need

Get your heart beating in the right direction
That's when you make a real connection

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
That was back when the night was young

Now Andy Warhol's in the hotel lobby
He's waiting for the late night muse
But she won't be back before morning
She's gone downtown to hear some blues
Like the sun rising out of the sea
It's how you embrace the mystery

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was back when the night was...

We had dreams when the night was young
We were believers when the night was young
We could change the world, stop the war
Never seen nothing like this before
But that was way back when the night was young

THE NIGHT IS DEFINATELY NO LONGER YOUNG AND NIETHER ARE WE