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  • #91
    Alphabet Song



    Traditional
    Written By: Unknown
    Copyright Unknown

    A - B - C - D - E - F - G
    H - I - J - K - L - M - N - O - P
    Q - R - S - T - U and V,
    W - X - Y and Z
    Now I know my A - B - C's
    Next time won't you sing with me?
    I can't run no more
    With that lawless crowd
    While the killers in high places
    Say their prayers out loud
    But they've summoned, they've summoned up
    A thundercloud
    They're going to hear from me - Leonard Cohen

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    • #92
      Originally posted by K-town
      Faith No More
      Introduce Yourself (1987)
      We Care A Lot

      We care a lot about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees
      We care a lot about the NASA shuttle falling in the sea
      We care a lot about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought
      We care a lot about disease, baby Rock, Hudson, rock, yeah!

      We care a lot about the gamblers and the pushers and the geeks
      We care a lot about the crack and smack and whack that hits the street
      We care a lot about the welfare of all the boys and girls
      We care a lot about you people cause we're out to save the world

      YEAH!

      And it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it

      We care a lot about the army navy air force and marines
      We care a lot about the SF, NY and LAPD
      We care a lot about you people, about your guns
      about the wars you're fighting gee that looks like fun

      We care a lot about the Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie
      We care a lot about Transformers cause there's more than meets the eye

      We care a lot about the little things, the bigger things we top
      We care a lot about you people yeah you bet we care a lot,

      YEAH!

      Well, its a dirty job but someone's gotta do it
      And it's a dirty song but someone's gotta sing it

      Just a little cynical tonite, there.
      A song I always liked to play, when on vacation, on the beach, in Cancun.
      Song's a bit topical, a bit dated.
      But really, have things changed so much?
      That song rocks K-town! Very dated, but still as appropriate as ever!

      tyler
      Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings
      A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.
      The mind is its own place, and in it self
      Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

      "Paradise Lost"-John Milton

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      • #93
        Originally posted by route25
        Every Grain Of Sand by Bob Dylan Also recorded by Emmylou Harris
        Yeah, Bob Dylan rulez!!!!

        --Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I'll Go Mine)

        You say you love me
        And you're thinkin' of me,
        But you know you could be wrong.
        You say you told me
        That you wanna hold me,
        But you know you're not that strong.
        I just can't do what I done before,
        I just can't beg you any more.
        I'm gonna let you pass
        And I'll go last.
        Then time will tell just who fell
        And who's been left behind,
        When you go your way and I go mine.

        You say you disturb me
        And you don't deserve me,
        But you know sometimes you lie.
        You say you're shakin'
        And you're always achin',
        But you know how hard you try.
        Sometimes it gets so hard to care,
        It can't be this way ev'rywhere.
        And I'm gonna let you pass,
        Yes, and I'll go last.
        Then time will tell just who fell
        And who's been left behind,
        When you go your way and I go mine.

        The judge, he holds a grudge,
        He's gonna call on you.
        But he's badly built
        And he walks on stilts,
        Watch out he don't fall on you.

        You say you're sorry
        For tellin' stories
        That you know I believe are true.
        You say ya got some
        Other kinda lover
        And yes, I believe you do.
        You say my kisses are not like his,
        But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
        I'm just gonna let you pass,
        Yes, and I'll go last.
        Then time will tell who fell
        And who's been left behind,
        When you go your way and I go mine.
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        • #94
          Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
          Ghosts crowd a young child's fragile eggshell mind
          -Doors

          You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice,
          If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
          You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill
          I will choose a path that's clear, I will choose free will.
          -Rush
          "Never, never ever support a punk like mraynrand. Rather be as I am and feel real sympathy for his sickness." - Woodbuck

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          • #95
            Down to Seeds And Stems Again Blues - Commander Cody


            I'm sittin alone, Saturday night, watching the Late Late Show.
            A bottle of wine, some cigarettes, I got no place to go.
            Well, I saw your other man today; he was wearing my brand new shoes,
            And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

            Well, I met my old friend Bob today from up in Bowling Green;
            He had the prettiest little gal that I'd ever seen.
            But I couldn't hide my tears at all, cause she looked just like you,
            And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

            Now everybody tells me there's other ways to get high.
            They don't seem to understand I'm too far gone to try.
            Now these lonely memories, they're all I can't lose,
            And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

            Well my dog died just yesterday and left me all alone.
            The finance company dropped by today and repossessed my home.
            That's just a drop in the bucket compared to losing you,
            And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

            Got the Down to Seeds an Stems again Blues



            Truly one of the greatest songs ever written
            I can't run no more
            With that lawless crowd
            While the killers in high places
            Say their prayers out loud
            But they've summoned, they've summoned up
            A thundercloud
            They're going to hear from me - Leonard Cohen

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            • #96
              Originally posted by HarveyWallbangers
              "Sam Stone" by John Prine

              Sam Stone came home,
              To his wife and family
              After serving in the conflict overseas.
              And the time that he served,
              Had shattered all his nerves,
              And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
              But the morphine eased the pain,
              And the grass grew round his brain,
              And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
              With a Pur ple Heart and a monkey on his back.

              There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
              Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
              Little pitchers have big ears,
              Don't stop to count the years,
              Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
              Mmm....

              Sam Stone's welcome home
              Didn't last too long.
              He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
              And Sammy took to stealing
              When he got that empty feeling
              For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
              And the gold rolled through his veins
              Like a thousand railroad trains,
              And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
              While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

              Sam Stone was alone
              When he popped his last balloon
              Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
              Well, he played his last request
              While the room smelled just like death
              With an overdose hovering in the air
              But life had lost its fun
              And there was nothing to be done
              But trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill
              For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill

              Hey Harv,

              Going to see any of the Prine shows coming up in May?
              I can't run no more
              With that lawless crowd
              While the killers in high places
              Say their prayers out loud
              But they've summoned, they've summoned up
              A thundercloud
              They're going to hear from me - Leonard Cohen

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              • #97
                Some Humans Ain't Human
                © John Prine

                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm

                Some humans ain't human
                Some people ain't kind
                You open up their hearts
                And here's what you'll find
                A few frozen pizzas
                Some ice cubes with hair
                A broken Popsicle
                You don't want to go there

                Some humans ain't human
                Though they walk like we do
                They live and they breathe
                Just to turn the old screw
                They screw you when you're sleeping
                They try to screw you blind
                Some humans ain't human
                Some people ain't kind

                You might go to church
                And sit down in a pew
                Those humans who ain't human
                Could be sittin' right next to you
                They talk about your family
                They talk about your clothes
                When they don't know their own ass
                From their own elbows

                Jealousy and stupidity
                Don't equal harmony
                Jealousy and stupidity
                Don't equal harmony

                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm

                Spoken:
                Have you ever noticed
                When you're feeling really good
                There's always a pigeon
                That'll come shit on your hood

                Or you're feeling your freedom
                And the world's off your back
                Some cowboy from Texas
                Starts his own war in Iraq

                Some humans ain't human
                Some people ain't kind
                They lie through their teeth
                With their head up their behind
                You open up their hearts
                And here's what you'll find
                Some humans ain't human
                Some people ain't kind

                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                Mmmm Mmmm
                I can't run no more
                With that lawless crowd
                While the killers in high places
                Say their prayers out loud
                But they've summoned, they've summoned up
                A thundercloud
                They're going to hear from me - Leonard Cohen

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                • #98
                  I'm nostalgic about the Beatles song "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?'

                  My 25th wedding anniversary is coming up May 23rd.

                  Do you think I should approach my wife with "Why Don't We Do It In The Road?" to spice up our marriage?

                  Oregonpackfan

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                  • #99
                    Congrats, OPF, I haven't even hit 10 yet. You could try doing it in the road, hope you don't live on a busy street. I'm hoping for my 25th to be doing it in, say Tahiti or Italy, or London, or Oahu (you get the idea).
                    "Greatness is not an act... but a habit.Greatness is not an act... but a habit." -Greg Jennings

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                    • Originally posted by oregonpackfan
                      I'm nostalgic about the Beatles song "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?'

                      My 25th wedding anniversary is coming up May 23rd.

                      Do you think I should approach my wife with "Why Don't We Do It In The Road?" to spice up our marriage?

                      Oregonpackfan
                      I am restraining myself, must...not...make sick..joke..about road.

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                      • Originally posted by oregonpackfan
                        I'm nostalgic about the Beatles song "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?'

                        My 25th wedding anniversary is coming up May 23rd.

                        Do you think I should approach my wife with "Why Don't We Do It In The Road?" to spice up our marriage?

                        Oregonpackfan
                        A true packer fan would make the trip to Green Bay and do it in the middle of Lombardi Avenue.
                        I can't run no more
                        With that lawless crowd
                        While the killers in high places
                        Say their prayers out loud
                        But they've summoned, they've summoned up
                        A thundercloud
                        They're going to hear from me - Leonard Cohen

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                        • Originally posted by oregonpackfan
                          I'm nostalgic about the Beatles song "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?'

                          My 25th wedding anniversary is coming up May 23rd.

                          Do you think I should approach my wife with "Why Don't We Do It In The Road?" to spice up our marriage?

                          Oregonpackfan
                          Well done, Oregon.. we have our 25th in Sept. ....

                          If she turns the offer of the road down, best hope she likes Dylan, and you own a big brass bed..

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                          • Snow Patrol Chasing Car

                            We'll do it all
                            Everything
                            On our own

                            We don't need
                            Anything
                            Or anyone

                            If I lay here
                            If I just lay here
                            Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

                            I don't quite know
                            How to say
                            How I feel

                            Those three words
                            Are said too much
                            They're not enough

                            If I lay here
                            If I just lay here
                            Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

                            Forget what we're told
                            Before we get too old
                            Show me a garden that's bursting into life

                            Let's waste time
                            Chasing cars
                            Around our heads

                            I need your grace
                            To remind me
                            To find my own

                            If I lay here
                            If I just lay here
                            Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

                            Forget what we're told
                            Before we get too old
                            Show me a garden that's bursting into life

                            All that I am
                            All that I ever was
                            Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

                            I don't know where
                            Confused about how as well
                            Just know that these things will never change for us at all

                            If I lay here
                            If I just lay here
                            Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

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                            • Love Song for No One--John Mayer


                              Staying home alone on a Friday
                              Flat on the floor looking back
                              On old love
                              Or lack thereof
                              After all the crushes are faded
                              And all my wishful thinking was wrong
                              I’m jaded
                              I hate it

                              I’m tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here
                              So tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here

                              Searching all my days just to find you
                              I’m not sure who I’m looking for
                              I’ll know it
                              When I see you
                              Until then, I’ll hide in my bedroom
                              Staying up all night just to write
                              A love song for no one

                              I’m tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here
                              So tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here

                              I could have met you in a sandbox
                              I could have passed you on the sidewalk
                              Could I have missed my chance
                              And watched you walk away?

                              I could have met you in a sandbox
                              I could have passed you on the sidewalk
                              Could I have missed my chance
                              And watched you walk away?

                              I’m tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here
                              So tired of being alone
                              So hurry up and get here
                              You’ll be so good
                              You’ll be so good for me
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                              • Here's a blast from my checkered past:

                                Appetite--Prefab Sprout


                                Please be careful is never careful
                                Till it hears the gun
                                She will always pay the bills
                                For they're having big fun
                                He talks so well, what can you do,
                                It's pretty plain he means it too
                                I don't want to sell you lines,
                                I only mean to do you right
                                But I'm a simple slave of appetite,
                                I'm a poor slave of appetite

                                Hunger howls, hunger's red,
                                Hungers stays till it's fed
                                Then it some how fades,
                                Then it somehow leaves your sight
                                Depending on it's appetite,
                                Depending on your appetite

                                So if you take - Then put back good
                                If you steal - be Robin Hood
                                If your eyes are wanting all you see
                                Then I think I'll name you after me
                                I think I'll call you appetite

                                Here she is with two small problems
                                And the best part of the blame
                                Wishes she could call him heartache
                                But it's not a boy's name

                                If you grow up to be, just like him, just like me
                                You're fighting for exclusive rights,
                                For honeymoons each sleepless night
                                In which case I'll call you appetite
                                Yes I think I'll call you appetite

                                So if you take - Then put back good
                                If you steal - be Robin Hood
                                If your eyes are wanting all you see
                                Then I think I'll name you after me
                                I think I'll call you appetite

                                So if you take - Then put back good
                                If you steal - be Robin Hood
                                If your eyes are wanting all you see
                                Then I think I'll name you after me
                                I think I'll call you appetite

                                Then I think I'll name you after me
                                I think I'll call you appetite
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