My Moon My Man by Feist

 My moon, my man, so changeable, and

Such a lovable lamb to me
My care, my coat, leaves on a high note
There's nowhere to go, but on

Heart on my sleeve
Not where it should be, the song's out of key again
My moon's white face
What day and what phase?
It's the calendar page again

Take it slow, take it easy on me
Shed some light
Shed some light on me, please

Take it slow, take it easy on me
Shed some light
Shed some light on me, please

My moon and me, not as good as we've been
It's the dirtiest clean, I know
My care, my coat leaves on a high note
There's nowhere to go, there's nowhere to go

Take it slow, take it easy on me
Shed some light
Shed some light on me, please

Take it slow, take it easy on me
Shed some light
Shed some light on me, please

My moon, my moon, my man
My moon, my moon, my man
My moon, my moon, my man
My moon, my moon, my man

I THINK ABOUT THIS VIDEO EVERY TIME I RIDE A MOVING SIDEWALK... LOOKS LIKE IT WAS FUN TO MAKE... IT WOULD BE COOL IF PEOPLE JUST BROKE INTO SONG AND DANCE IN REAL LIFE...

White Privilege by Macklemore

 Now nod your head and wake up

I see so many people lost who really try to pretend
But am I just another white boy who has caught on to the trend?
When I take a step to the mic is hip-hop closer to the end?
'Cause when I go to shows the majority have white skin
They marketed the windmill, the air flair and head spin
And white rappers' albums really get the most spins
The face of hip-hop has changed a lot since Eminem
And if he's taking away black artists' profits, I look just like him

Claimed a culture that wasn't mine, the way of the American
Hip-hop is gentrified, and where will all the people live?
It's like the Central District, Beacon Hill to the South End
Being pushed farther away because of what white people did, now
Where's my place in a music that's been taken by my race
Culturally appropriated by the white face?
And we don't wanna admit that this is existing
So scared to acknowledge the benefits of our white privilege

'Cause it's human nature to wanna be part of something different
Especially when your ancestors are European Christians
And most whites don't wanna acknowledge this is occurring
'Cause we got the best deal, the music without the burden
Of being black in a system that really wants you to rock
'Cause all you need is a program and you can go and make hip-hop
And we hate the mainstream 'cause we're the ones that took it
Now we listen to Aesop Rock and wear T-shirts that say "Brooklyn"

But it's not about black and white, right?
I mean good music is good music regardless of what you look like
But when you don't give them props isn't that selfish?
That's like saying rock was actually started by Elvis
So where does this leave me?
I feel like I pay dues, but I'll always be a white MC
I give everything I have when I write a rhyme
But that doesn't change the fact that this culture's not mine

But I'm gonna be me, so please be who you are
This is something that's effortless and shouldn't be hard
I said I'm gonna be me, so please be who you are
But we still owe 'em 40 acres now we've stolen their 16 bars

Hip-hop started off on a block that I've never been to
To counteract a struggle that I've never even been through
If I think I understand just because I flow too
That means I'm not keeping it true, nope
Hip-hop started off on a block that I've never been to
To counteract a struggle that I've never even been through
If I think I understand just because I flow too
That means I'm not keeping it true, I'm not keeping it true

Now I don't rap about guns, so they label me conscious
But I don't rap about guns 'cause I wasn't forced into the projects
See I was put in the position where I could choose my options
Blessed with the privilege that my parents could send me to college
Now who's going to shows? The kids on the block starving?
Or the white people with dough that can relate to my content?
Marketed the music, now adapted to the lifestyle
What happened to jazz and rock-and-roll is happening right now

Where's my place in the music that's been taken by the media
With white corporations controlling what they're feedin' ya?
I brought up Aesop Rock, but I'm not even dissing, dude
We love hip-hop, and what do you think Caucasians are listening to?
And I speak freely when I write this
If a black MC examined race, there goes half their fan base, white kids
And this is so true
And we didn't even have to fight the system, we just went and picked up the microphone too

And we got good at it so we should be rappin'
But only supporting them is like burning Jimi and buying Clapton
Now Clapton's incredible, but no Jimi, no foundation
So here comes history and the cultural appropriation
White kids with do-rags trying to practice their accents
From the suburbs to the upper-class, mastering a language
But hip-hop is not just memorizing words
It's rooted in authenticity, something you literally can't learn

But I'm gonna be me, so please be who you are
This is something that's effortless and shouldn't be hard
I said I'm gonna be me, so please be who you are
But as I'm blessed with the privilege, they're still left with the scars

Hip-hop started off on a block that I've never been to
To counteract a struggle that I've never even been through
If I think I understand just because I flow, too?
That means I'm not keeping it true, nope
Hip-hop started off on a block that I've never been to
To counteract a struggle that I've never even been through
If I think I understand just because I flow, too?
That means I'm not keeping it true, I'm not keeping it true

HEY MAN... IF IT MAKE YOU HAPPY RAPPIN RAP AWAY... WE ALL JUST NEED TO CHILL AND LOVE EACH OHTER...

Fidelity by Regina Spektor

 Shake it up

I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost
In the sounds

I hear in my mind
All of these voices
I hear in my mind
All of these words
I hear in my mind
All of this music
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart

Suppose I never, ever met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you
Kiss me so sweet
And so sah-ah-ah-ah-oft

Suppose I never, ever saw you
Suppose we never, ever called
Suppose I kept on singin' love songs
Just to break
My own fall
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall
Break my fall
Break my fall

All my friends say
That of course
It's gonna get be'er
Gonna get be'er
Be'er, be'er, be'er, be'er
Better, better, better, ohhh...

I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost
In the sounds

I hear in my mind
All of these voices
I hear in my mind
All of these words
I hear in my mind
All of this music
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart

I hear in my mind
All of these voices
I hear in my mind
All of these words
I hear in my mind
All of this music
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart
And it breaks my ha, ah, ah, ah, art
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart
And it breaks my heart
Breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart

WELL... IF YOU NEVER MET THEM THEN NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN BECAUSE YOU NEVER MET... KNOW? ... BUT IVE BEEN READING A LOT OF SCI-FI AND IN ONE STORY A DUDE COULD JUMP FROM ALTERNATE TIMELINES... HE WENT BAT SHIT BECAUSE HE COULDNT KEEP THEM STRAIT...

Making Our Dreams Come True by Cyndi Gimbel

 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8, Schlameal Schlamazel Hazzen Pfeffer Incorporated

We're gonna do it Give us any chance we'll take it Read us any rule we'll break it We're gonna make our dreams come true Doin' it our way Nothing's gonna turn us back now Straight ahead and on the track now We're gonna make our dreams come true Doin' it our way There's nothing we won't try Never heard the word impossible This time there's no stoppin' us We're gonna do it On your mark get set and go now Got a dream and we just know now We're gonna make that dream come true And we'll do it our way Yes our way Make all our dreams come true And we'll do it our way Yes our way Make all our dreams come true For me and you

WELL.. LAVERN IS GONE... AN SQUIGGY... AND NOW SHERLEY... ALL THE GOOD IS LEAVING EARTH... DONT DIE LENNY...

On My Own by Patti LaBelle and Michel McDonald

 Hmm... hmm... hmm... ha

So many times said it was forever
Said our love would always be true
Something in my heart always knew I'd be lying here beside you...
On my own...
On my own...
On my own...
So many promises never to be spoken

Now I know what loving you cost
Now we're up to talking divorce and we weren't even married...
On my own... once again... now...
One more time... by... myself
No one said it was easy
No-no-no ooh no
But it once was so easy

Well I believe (I believe) in love (In love)

Now here I stand...
I wonder why
Ooh...

I'm on my own
Why did it end this way?

This wasn't how it was supposed to be...
(On my own...)

I wish that we could do it all again
So many times know I could talk to
Losing you it cut like a knife

Hey
You walked out and there went my life
I don't want to live without you...
On my own...
This wasn't how it was supposed to end

On my own...
I wish that we could do it all again
On my own...
I never dreamed I'd would spend one night alone

By myself...
Oh... oh... oh... oh...
On... my own...
I've got to find where I belong again
(On my own...)
I've got to learn to be strong again
(On my own...)
I never dreamed I'd spend one night alone
(By myself)
By myself by myself
I... woo...
I've got to find out what was mine again
(On my own...)
My heart is saying that it's time again
(On my own...)
And I... have faith that I will shine...
By myself... again
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I... (on my own...) have faith... (on my own...) in me...
(By myself)
By myself by myself

TODAY IS A TRIBUTE TO BURT BACHARACH... I DISCOVERED I HAD ALREADY DONE MANY MANY OF THEM FOR SONGTIME... REGARDING THIS ONE... I THINK THOSE FOLKS SHOULD GET BACK TOGETHER...

Australia by The Shins

 Time to put the ear-covers on

No
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

(Born to) born to multiply
Born to gaze into night skies
All you want's one more Saturday
Well, look here until then
They're gonna buy your life's time
So keep your wick in the air, and your feet in the fetters 'til the day

We come in doing cartwheels
We are caught up by ourselves
And your shape on the dance floor
Will have me thinking such filth and gouge my eyes

You'll be damned to be one of us, girl
Faced with the dodo's conundrum
I felt like I could just fly
But nothing happened every time I tried
Woo, ooh

A duotone on the wall
Selfless fool who hoped he'd save us all
Never dreamt of such sterile hands
You keep 'em folded in your lap
And raise them up to beg for scraps
You know he's holding you down with the tips of his fingers, just the same

Will you be pulled from the ocean
But just a minute too late
Or changed by a potion
And find a handsome young mate for you to love

You'll be damned to pining through the windowpanes
You know you'd trade your life for any ordinary Joe
Well, do it now or grow old
Your nightmares only need a year or two to unfold

Been alone since you were 21
You haven't laughed since January
You try and make like this so much fun
But we know it to be quite contrary
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Dare to be one of us, girl
Faced with the androids conundrum
I felt like I should just cry
But nothing happens every time I take one on the chin
You're Himmler in your coat, you don't know how long I have been
Watching the lantern dim
Starved of oxygen
So give me your hand, and let's jump out the window

La-la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la-la

WELL... IM JUST WONDERING WHY ITS CALLED AUSTRALIA?.. ITS LIKE THEY WROTE THE SONG AND COULDNT THINK OF A TITLE SO THEY THEY JSUT SAID HOW BOUT AUSTRALIA... AND EVERYONE SAID WELL I GUESS SO... THEN THEY PROBABLY ALL PULLED OUT KNIVES AND HAD A GOOD IRISH KNIFE FIGHT...

Stand by Your Man by Tammy Wynette

 Sometimes it's hard to be a woman

Giving all your love to just one man

You'll have bad times, and he'll have good times

Doin' things that you don't understand

But if you love him, you'll forgive him

Even though he's hard to understand

And if you love him, oh be proud of him

'Cause after all he's just a man.

Stand by your man, give him two arms to cling to

And something warm to come to

When nights are cold and lonely.

Stand by your man, and show the world you love him

Keep giving all the love you can.

Stand by your man.

Stand by your man, and show the world you love him

Keep giving all the love you can.

Stand by your man.

NOW TAMMY... IVE ALWAYS WONDERED... ARE YOU GIVING DUDES A FREE PASS?... WHAT IF YOUR MAN IS STALIN?... OR HITLER?... DIDNT TURN OUT TOO WELL FOR AVA DID IT?... AND WHAT ABOUT THE LADY MARRIED TO THE LEAD SINGER OF NICKLE BACK? ... NOW WE CANT ASK YOU... SAD...

Long Time Gone by Crosby Stills & Nash

 It's been a long time comin'

It's goin' to be a long time gone
And it appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Time, yes, a long, long, long, long time
Before the dawn

Turn, turn any corner
Hear, you must hear what the people say
You know there's something that's going on around here
It surely, surely, surely won't stand the light of day, no
And it appears to be a long (Yes, it does)
Appears to be a long (Mmm)
Appears to be a long
Time, such a long, long time
Before the dawn

Speak out, you got to speak out against the madness
You got to speak your mind if you dare
But don't, no don't, no, try to get yourself elected
If you do, you had better cut your hair, mmm
And it appears to be a long (Yes, it does)
Appears to be a long (Mmmhmm)
Appears to be a long
Time, such a long, long, long, long time
Before the dawn, yeah

It's been a long time comin'
It's goin' to be a long time gone
But you know
The darkest hour
Is always, always just before the dawn

And it appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long time, such a long, long, long, long time
Before the dawn

OH... IT IS A LONG TIME BEFORE THE DAWN... AND NOW CROSBY... ALL LIGHT IS LEAVING... ITS LIKE THE DOLPHINS IN HITCHIKERS GUIDE TO THE GALAXY TAKING OFF BECAUSE THE EARTH IS SO JACKED AND LEAVING A NOTE THAT SAYS "SO LONG, AND THANKS FOR ALL THE FISH"...

I Ain't Superstitious by Jeff Beck

 I ain't superstitious

Black cat crossed my trail
I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Bad luck ain't got me so far
And I won't let it stop me now

The dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood and that ain't all
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood (mm, mm)
This is a mean old world to live in
And I can't face it all by myself

At all

And dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
The dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood

I got a feelin' about the future
And it ain't too good I know that

I know, I know, I know, I

Ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
I said so many times before
I ain't superstitious
A black cat crossed my trail
Bad luck ain't got me so far
And you know I ain't gonna let it stop me now

Come on

Well...I AIN'T SUPERSTITIOUS EITER...BUT I AIN'T GOING TO BREAK A MIRROR ON PURPOSE ... AND I AINT GOING TO WALK UNDER A LADDER... AND IF I SEE A DUDE STANDING ON THE EDGE OF A DOCK IM GONNA PUSH HIM IN

January On Lake Street by Atmosphere

 The doors open

My left foot sitting on the driveway
You lookin' at me sideways
You tryna predict what I might say
But my mind ain't here now, I'm thinking 'bout the highway
Gone with the gust
Sing songs for the bombs that fall in the dusk
We all want a little too much
Tryna clutch anything close enough to touch
And if I had the means
I would never be the mascot of y'll team
Y'll judging trials
I'm shoveling miles
Wanna go home and try to grow a couple of smiles
So I shift to the capital N
It happened before and it'll happen again
Roll backwards into the street
Now talk amongst yourselves but try to keep it on beat
I got at least ten minutes to live
You not a thief just simulative
There's no need to be a difficult finish
You can see you ain't the only one considering getting it in
Claim that you ain't afraid to die
Then why are you afraid to fly?
You better face the heights
Get your bravery stripes or get your name denied
Cause you was waiting for a safer ride
God bless I set up the bricks
Step through the mess didn't wreck the kicks
Dreamt that I lept off the edge of the ciff
Came back said the bodies up in heaven were thick
Changing lanes and re-arranging life
I ain't tryna chase a trail of tail-lights
Manage pain to get the placement right
Stand up straight when you say goodnight

And each broken glass shows a different view
I deal the truth y'll pick and choose
This ain't a game for you to win or lose
But I, never been in your shoes
But I, never make supper with suckers
It ain't nothing if it ain't about hunger
You think you cuttin' the lumber
And I would love to be a fly on the cupboard
Whenever that bubble ruptures
And even when we save the day
We never do it believing that we don't make mistakes
You don't need to recognize my face
I'm trying to fly through time and space
Too late to erase me
With the windows down, January on Lake Street
Poppa got a brand new can of paint
Put your hands in the air like you work at the bank

I CHOSE THIS SONG BECAUSE THE SAD CLOWN CAUGHT MY EYE... SAD CLOWNS MAKE ME LAUGH FOR SOME REASON... OR BURN OUT CLOWNS LIKE CRUSTY OR BLINKY... THERE ARE SOME SAD ASS PEOPLE ON LAKE STREET... I WOULDNT GO THERE...

The People In Your Neighborhood by Bob McGrath

 Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood?

In your neighborhood?
In your neighborhood?
Say, who are the people in your neighborhood?
The people that you meet each day

[Anything Muppet #1: Don't you like Christmas?]
[Bob: Oh, I love Christmas. But you could be the postman.]
[Anything Muppet #1: A postman, hmmmm ...]
Oh, the postman always brings the mail
Through rain or snow or sleet or hail
I'll work and work the whole day through
To get your letters safe to you

Bob and Anything Muppet #1:
'Cause a postman is a person in your neighborhood
In your neighborhood
He's in your neighborhood
A postman is a person in your neighborhood
A person that you meet each day

[Anything Muppet #2: A fireman? Holy smoke!]
Oh, a fireman is brave it's said
His engine is a shiny red
If there's a fire anywhere about
Well, I'll be sure to put it out

Bob and Anything Muppet #2:
'Cause a fireman is a person in your neighborhood
In your neighborhood
He's in your neighborhood

Anything Muppet #1:
And a postman is a person in your neighborhood

All:
Well, they're the people that you meet
When you're walking down the street
They're the people that you meet each day

The baker is the one who makes
Your bread and rolls and pies and cakes
If you want something sweet to eat, go see
The baker in the bakery

A teacher works the whole day through
To teach important things to you
He'll teach you things you won't forget
Like numbers and the alphabet

A barber has a great big chair
You sit in it, he cuts your hair
He'll snip and clip and never rest
Until your haircut looks its best

The bus driver drives fast or slow
To take you where you want to go
When you get in and pay your fare
She will drive you anywhere

A dentist cares for all your teeth
The top ones and the ones beneath
So if you have an aching tooth
He'll fix it quick, and that's the truth

The doctor makes you well real quick
If by chance you're feeling sick
She works and works the whole day long
To help you feel well and strong

The grocer sells the things you eat
Like bread and eggs, cheese and meat
No matter what you're looking for
You'll find it at the grocery store

The shoemaker is always there
To take care of the shoes you wear
With his hammer, nails, and glue
He'll fix your shoes as good as new

The cleaner is the one who knows
How to clean and press your clothes
He'll take a jacket, suit, or vest
And clean it so you'll look your best

The trash collector works each day
He'll always take your trash away
He drives the biggest truck you've seen
To keep the city streets all clean

HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE A MUSIC STAR IN JAPAN BEFORE YOU WERE ON THE STREET... NO IDEAS... RIP BOB... ALL GOOD IS LEAVING... YET SHAT LIVES ON AN ON AND ON AND BADMOUTHS SULU

Christmas Time Is Here by Vince Guaraldi

 Christmas time is here

Happiness and cheer

Fun for all that children call

Their favorite time of year

Snowflakes in the air

Carols everywhere

Olden times and ancient rhymes

Of love and dreams to share

Sleigh bells in the air

Beauty everywhere

Yuletide by the fireside

And joyful memories there

Christmas time is here

families drawing near

Oh, that we could always see

Such spirit through the year

sleigh bells in the air

beauty everywhere

yuletide by the fireside

and joyful memories there

Christmas time is here families drawing near

oh that we could always see

such spirit in the year

HAPPY 100TH BIRTHDAY MR. SCHULTZ

WKRP In Cincinnati by Richard Cheese

 Baby, if you've ever wondered,

Wondered whatever became of me,
I'm livin' on the air in Cincinnati,
Cincinnati, WKRP

Got kinda tired of packin' and unpackin',
Town to town, up and down the dial
Maybe you and me were never meant to be,
Just maybe think of me once in awhile.

Heading up that highway, leaving you behind
Hardest thing I ever had to do
Broke my heart in two, but baby, pay no mind
The price for finding me was losing you

Memories help me hide my lonesome feelin'
Far away from you and feelin' low
It's gettin' late my friend, my love, I miss you so
Take good care of you, I've gotta go

Baby, if you've ever wondered
Wondered whatever became of me
I'm living on the air in Cincinnati, Cincinnati, WKRP

Got kinda tired of packin' and unpackin',
Town to town, up and down the dial
Maybe you and me were never meant to be,
Just maybe think of me once in awhile.

I'm at WKRP in Cincinnati

And Loni Anderson and Gordon Jump

We're Going To Be Friends by The White Stripes

Fall is here, hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends

Walk with me, Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
And look at all the bugs we found
Safely walk to school without a sound
Safely walk to school without a sound

Here we are, no one else
We walked to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now its time to learn
We clean up and now its time to learn

Numbers, letters, learn to spell
Nouns, and books, and show and tell
Playtime we will throw the ball
Back to class, through the hall
Teacher marks our height against the wall
Teacher marks our height against the wall

We don't notice any time pass
We don't notice anything
We sit side by side in every class
Teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes the way you sing

Tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed
When silly thoughts go through my head
About the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
That you and I will walk together again
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Yes, I can tell that we are gonna be friends

MAN... THAT SONG PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP EARLY CHILDHOOD FRIENDSHIP...