A little something for the Flyman...

[uncle phil]

Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up
Cypress Hill


Intro:

(*guy toking up*)
Fuckin buddha comin at'cha live
Direct with the biggest, fattest joint
Comin in with indo flavours
Fuckin buddha comin at'cha like this
'95

Verse 1: B-Real

It's Friday mornin, where the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack
Cos I wanna get high like a plane
in the sky with the indo cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zig-zags and my lighters?
so I can roll it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors cos the shit is so sticky
that it's gettin on my fuckin fingers
But it's smokeable, double tokeable
I got the one-hit that, where the bombay shit that's tokeable
I wanna do a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the goddamn centre
To get pregnated lookin joint, fuck it
I can smoke it and I still get faded

Chorus:

Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale exhale
*repeat x3*

(I'm the freaker, the one freaks the funk
*repeat*

Verse 2: (Sen Dogg), B-Real

(East Coast hittin that blunt), West Coast hittin that honeydip
Might he want a joint then I want another hit
Roll it up, (light it up), smoke it up
I wanna stimulate my mind (so I toke it up)
Can I get a hit? (Can I get a hooh!?)
Gimme that fat bag of weed and the brew
so I can get faded, elevated
Smoke the joint down to a roach then I ate it
I stand true to the guess guy ????
(As I keep runnin from the chop-per)
Gimme dat weed fool and ya zig-zags
(Puto won't be holdin out on the big bag)

Chorus

(I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk)
*repeat to fade*

[Fly]

thanks kindly mystro....

you are the freaker,the one who freaks the funk......

love your lyrics and all your tunes.

once again.....many thanks

[paddyjoe]

I'll chime in with a tribute to a fly

[Redlemon]

I was sitting in my basement.
I just rolled myself a taste
Of something green and gold and glorious
To get me through the day.
Then my friend yelled through the transom
"Grab your coat and get your hat son,
There's a nut down on the corner,
Givin' dollar bills away"

But I laid around a bit
Then I had another hit.
Then I rolled myself a bauma.
Then I thought about my mama.
Then I fooled around, played around
jacked around a while and then

I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and it rolled right by.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned... oh me... oh my.

It took seven months of urgin'
Just to get that local virgin
With the sweet face
Up to my place
To fool around a bit.
Next day she woke up rosy,
And she snuggled up so cozy.
When she asked me how I liked it,
Lord it hurts me to admit,

I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and it rolled right by.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned... oh me... oh my.

I'm makin' no excuses
For the many things I uses
Just to sweeten up my relationships
And brighten up my day.
When my earthly race is over
And I'm ready for the clover
And they ask me how my life has been
I guess I'll have to say,

I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and it rolled right by.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned and I missed it.
I got stoned... oh me... oh my.

- Shel Silverstien, 1972.
Yes, the same guy who wrote Where the Sidewalk Ends.

[zenmaster10665]

LOL, it always amazes me that the people who write/produce the most popular childeren's programs/books are usually stoners.

Has anyone ever seen The Magic Roundabout? And TeleTubbies is just a show about an acid trip, if you ask me.

[uncle phil]

The Great Smoke-Off
Shel Silverstein


In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob’ly knew her well.
She’d been stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told
That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll.
Her legend finally reached New York, that Grove Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid, a beatnik from the past
With long browned lightnin’ fingers he takes a cultured toke
And says, “Hell, I can roll ‘em faster, Jim, than any chick can smoke!”

So a note gets sent to San Rafael, “For the Championship of the World
The Kid demands a smoke off!” "Well, bring him on!" says Pearl,
"I'll grind his fingers off his hands, he'll roll until he drops!"
Says Calistog, "I'll smoke that twist till she blows up and pops!”
So they rent out Yankee Stadium and the word is quickly spread
"Come one, come all, who walk or crawl, price – just two lids a head
And from every town and hamlet, over land and sea they speed
The world's greatest dopers, with the Worlds greatest weed
Hashishers from Morocco, hemp smokers from Peru
And the Shamnicks from Bagun who puff the deadly Pugaroo
And those who call it Light of Life and those that call it boo.

See the dealers and their ladies wearing turquoise, lace, and leather
See the narcos and the closet smokers puffin’ all together
From the teenies who smoke legal to the ones who've done some time
To the old man who smoked “reefer” back before it was a crime
And the grand old house that Ruth built is filled with the smoke and cries
Of fifty thousand screaming heads all stoned out of their minds.
And they play the national anthem and the crowd lets out a roar
As the spotlight hits The Kid and Pearl, ready for their smokin' war
At a table piled up high with grass, as high as a mountain peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers, not one stem, branch or seed.

Maui Wowie, Panama Red and Acapulco Gold.
Kif from East Afghanistan and rare Alaskan Cold.
Sticks from Thailand, Ganja from the Islands, and Bangkok's Bloomin' Best.
And some of that wet imported shit that capsized off Key West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin’ ice cold lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches.
And there's Hershey’s bars, and Oreos, ‘case anybody gets the munchies.
And the Calistoga Kid, he sneers, and Pearly, she just grins.
And the drums roll low and the crowd yells “GO!” and the world’s first Smoke Off begins.

Kid flicks his magic fingers once and ZAP! that first joint’s rolled.
Pearl takes one drag with her mighty lungs and WOOSH! that roach is cold.
Then The Kid he rolls his Super Bomb that’d paralyze a moose.
And Pearley takes one super hit and SLURP! that bomb’ defused.
Then he rolls three in just ten seconds and she smokes 'em up in nine,
And everybody sits back and says, "This just might take some time."
See the blur of flyin’ fingers, see the red coal burnin’ bright
As the night turns into mornin’ and the mornin’ fades to night
And the autumn turns to summer and a whole damn year is gone
But the two still sit on that roach-filled stage, smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin’ hands he rolls his jays with fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and stares with bloodshot gaze, and puffs through blistered lips.
And as she reaches out her hand for another stick of gold
The Kid he gasps, "Goddamn it, bitch, there's nothin' left to roll!"
"Nothin’ left to roll?", screams Pearl, "Is this some twisted joke?”
“I didn't come here to fuck around, man, I come here to SMOKE!"
And she reaches 'cross the table And grabs his bony sleeves
And she crumbles his body between her hands like dried and brittle leaves
Flickin' out his teeth and bones like useless stems and seeds
And then she rolls him in a Zig Zag and lights him like a roach.
And the fastest man with the fastest hands goes up in a puff of smoke.

In the laid-back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lives a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob’ly know her well.
She’s been stoned twenty-one of her twenty-four years, and the story’s widely told.
How she still can smoke them faster than anyone can roll
While off in New York City on a street that has no name.
There's the hands of the Calistoga Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a little golden scroll
That says, Beware of Bein’ the Roller When There's Nothin’ Left to Roll.

[uncle phil]

ONE TOKE OVER THE LINE
Brewer & Shipley


One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line

Awaitin' for the train that goes home, sweet Mary
Hopin' that the train is on time
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line

Whoooo do you love, I hope it's me
I've bin a changin', as you can plainly see
I felt the joy and I learned about the pain
that my momma said
If I should choose to make a part of me,
surely strike me dead
Now I'm one toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
I'm waitin' for the train that goes home sweet Mary
Hopin' that the train is on time
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line

I bin away a country mile,
Now I'm returnin' showin' off a smile
I met all the girls and loved myself a few
Ended by surprise like everything else I've been through
It opened up my eyes and now I'm
One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
Don't you just know I waitin'
for the train that goes home sweet Mary
Hopin' that the train is on time
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line

Don't you just know I waitin'
for the train that goes home sweet Mary
Hopin' that the train is on time
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line

I want to be
One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
Don't you just know I waitin'
for the train that goes home sweet Mary
Hopin' that the train is on time
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over line
One toke, one toke over the line

[bundy]

hits from the Bong - Cypress Hill.

Hits From The Bong
Hits From The Bong
Hits From The Bong
Hits From The Bong
Pick it, pack it,
Fire it up, Come along,
And take a hit from the bong,
Put the blunt down just for a second,
Don't get me wrong it's not a new method,
Inhale, Exhale,
Just got a ounce in the mail,
I like a blunt or a big fat cone,
But my double barrel bong is gettin' me stoned,
I'm skill it, There's water inside don't spill it,
It smells like shit on the carpet,
Still it, goes down smooth when I get a clean hit,
Of the skunky funky smelly green shit,
Sing my song, puff all night long,
As I take Hits from the bong...
Hits From The Bong y'all
Gonna get high,
Hits From The Bong
Gonna get high,
Hits From The Bong
Gonna get high,
Hits From The Bong
Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong,
And then take that finger off of that hole,
Plug it, unplug it,
Don't straaaain, I love you Mary Jane,
She never complains, when I hit Mary,
With that flame, I light up the cherry,
She's so good to me, when I pack a fresh bowl I clean the screen,
Don't get me stirred up the smoke, through the bub-bling water,
Is Makin' it pure so I got ta', take my hit and hold it,
Just like Chong, I hit the bowl and I reload it,
Get my four-footer and bring it on...
As I take Hits from the bong,
Hits From The Bong
Can I get a hit
Hits From The Bong
Can I get a hit
Hits From The Bong
Can I get a hit
Hits From The Bong
Can I get a hit
Hits From The Bong
Can I get a hit
Straighten your dick out...
Can I get a hit ...

[uncle phil]

DON'T BOGART THAT JOINT
Fraternity Of Man

CHORUS:
Don't Bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me
Don't Bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me

Roll another one
Just like the other one
You've been hanging on to it
And I sure would like a hit

CHORUS

Ro-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oll another one
Just like the other one
That one's just 'bout burned to the end
So come on and be a real friend

CHORUS

[bundy]

Mary Jane - Coolio

she's my inspiration
my part time occupation
the catalyst and my consumation
in my quest for education
no one could ever take her place and
no assimilation, so save you false accusations
i accept no imitations

so that's the situation without further hesitation
let me continue my demonstration
for the congregation
to break it down for all y'all simple and plain
i got a love for a girl named mary jane

chorus:

whatcha know about mary jane?
how ya'll feel about mary jane
ya'll don't know about mary jane
'cause she's my main thing

whatcha know about mary jane?
how ya'll feel about mary jane
ya'll don't know about mary jane
she makes my heart sing

as i walk around the edges of my mind
in an attempt to contemplate
what it really is that makes me tick
I'm reminded of emotions that saturate
my thoughts like sunshine
it always ain't the first time

that i'm feelin' this, feelin that
i'm feelin' that
they don't know about my baby
and the healing power
it makes a strong man stronger
and a crazy man sing
i'm talkin about mary jane

mary's potent, see, yes it opens me
and makes me see things in a way
i'd never thought i'd see
mary ease pain
and mary never complains
mary jane penetrates the brain
y'know what i'm sayin'

chorus

i'm not the first
and i probably won't be the last
i ain't mad at mary 'cause
mary always makes me laugh
mary brings light to the darkness
let me spark one up quickly
before they come and get me

don't listen to what they say 'cause
mary never contrary
mary mary very
nececessary extraordinary
me and mary to the mortuary
just one kiss on her sweet lips
and i become a visionary

mary never the same
mary don't change
mary make a man walk a mile in the rain
mary mary never temporary
she's my sanctuary
and when the love comes down
i'm the beneficiary

some say if it's this good
then it must be wrong
but mary makes me feel so good
'cause mary lasts so long
mary mary got no secondary
sweeter than a cherry
blackberry, or a strawberry

without mary, life ain't complete
'cause mary don't lie, mary don't steal
and mary don't cheat
let me break it down for all y'all
simple and plain
i've got a love for a girl named mary jane

chorus

i'm in love with with mary jane
i'm not the only one
mary likes to play around
i let her have her fun

she's not the kind of girl
that you can just tie down
mary likes to spread her love
and turn my head around

i'm in love with mary jane
she's my main thing
she makes me feel alright
makes my heart sing

and when i'm feelin' low
it comes as no surprise
turns me on with her love
takes me to paradise

do you love me, mary jane?

chorus

[Fly]

yup............uncle mystro and that crazy man bundy......

you guys are great.thanks so much eh.........

[bonbonbox]

REEFER MAN
Cab Calloway


"Man whats the matter with that cat there?"
"must be full of reefer"
"full of reefer?!"
"yea man"
"you mean that cats high?!"
"sailing"
"sailing"
"sailing lightly"
"get away from here
Man is that the reefer man?"
"thats the reefer man"
"I belive hes losing his mind"
"I think hes lost his mind!"

Oh have you ever met that funny reefer man reefer man
have you ever met that funny reefer man reefer man
If he said he swam to china, and he sell you south carolina
then you know your talkn to that reefer man
Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
If he said he walks the ocean, any time he takes the notion
then you know your talkn to reefer man.

Have you ever met this funny reefer man reefer man
oh baby baby baby reefer man reefer man
If he trades you dimes for nickles
and calls watermellons pickles
then you know your talkn to that reefer man
Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
If he takes a sudden ming
he'll want to give you pennsylvaina
oh you know your talking to the reefer man

Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
Have you ever met funny reefer man reefer man
If he said one sweet is funny
because he wont sell me atlantic
then you know your talkin to that reefer man

[Fremen]

Here's to you, fly.

[splck]

Here's abud for a bud.
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[uncle phil]

Rapture
Blondie


Toe to toe,
Dancing very slow,
Barely breathing,
Almost comatose.

Wall to wall,
People hypnotized,
And they're stepping,
Lightly,
Hang each night in
Rapture.

Back to back,
Sacrailiac,
Spinless movement,
And a wild attack.

Face to face,
Sadly solitude,
And it's finger
Popping.
Twenty-four hour shopping,
In Rapture.

Fab Five Freddy
Told me everything's fine,
DJ's spinnin'
I said in my mind.
Flash is flash, flash is cool,
Francois se pas,
Flashe' no do.
And ya don't stop,
Sure shot.
Go out to the parking lot,
And ya get in your car,
And ya drive real far,
And ya drive all night,
And then ya see a light,
And it comes right down
And lands on the ground,
And out comes a man from Mars.
And ya try to run,
But he's got a gun,
And he shoots ya dead,
And he eats your head,
And then you're in the man from Mars.
You go out at night, eatin' cars,
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too,
Mercurys and Subarus,
And ya don't stop,
You keep on eatin' cars.
Then, when there's no more cars,
You go out at night and eat up bars,
Where the people meet,
Face to face,
Dance cheek to cheek,
One to one,
Man to man.
Dance toe to toe,
Don't move to slow,
'Cause the man from Mars,
Is through with cars,
He's eatin' bars.
Yeah, wall to wall,
Door to door,
Hall to hall,
He's gonna eat 'em all,
Rapture.

Be pure,
Take a tour,
Through the sewer.
Don't strain your brain,
Paint a train,
You'll be singin' in the rain,
I said don't stop,
Do punk rock.

Well now you see,
What ya wanna be,
Just have your party on TV,
'Cause the man from Mars,
Won't eat up bars,
Where the TV's on.
And now he's gone back up to space,
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race,
And ya hip-hop,
And ya don't stop,
Just blast off,
Sure shot.
'Cause the man from Mars,
Stopped eatin' cars,
And eatin' bars,
And now he only eats guitars,
Get up!

[Fly]

allrighty then....nice one uncle mystro..........many thanks

i haven't eaten a car in a lot of years....

[bundy]

heres a little something you can read when you´re flying high buddy... mind you, it won´t make any sense unless you´re high... so only read on Frydays...



haha
j/k

[uncle phil]

ON THE ROAD AGAIN
Canned Heat

Well, I'm so tired of crying,
But I'm out on the road again.
I'm on the road again.
Well, I'm so tired of crying,
But I'm out on the road again.
I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman
Just to call my special friend.
You know the first time I traveled hard
Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow,
You know the first time I traveled hard
Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow,
I didn't have no payroll,
Not even no place to go.
And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young - When I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young - When I was quite young.
She said "Lord, have mercy
On my wicked son."
Take a hint from me, mama,
Please don't you cry no more - Don't you cry no more.
Take a hint from me, mama,
Please don't you cry no more - Don't you cry no more.
'Cause it's soon one morning
Down the road I'm going.
But I aint going down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself.
But I aint going down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself.
I can't carry you, Baby,
Gonna carry somebody else.

[uncle phil]

Spill The Wine
Eric Burdon and War


Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
in a big field of tall grass
I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face

And I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my mind, the fact that me,
an overfed, long-haired leaping gnome
should be the star of a Hollywood movie

But there I was, I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain kings
I stood high upon a mountain top, naked to the world
In front of every kind of girl, there was
black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones...

Out of the middle came a lady
She whispered in my ear something crazy
She said:

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

(spoken

I thought to myself what could that mean
Am I going crazy or is this just a dream
Now, wait a minute
I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere
so it's all in my head
and then.. I heard her say one more time:

(sung

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl


(spoken

I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back
As she disappeared, but soon she returned
In her hand was a bottle of wine, in the other, a glass
She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
And raised it to her lips
And just before she drank it, she said:

(sung

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

[Fly]

this really blew my mind................


great tunes uncle mystro.....love 'em all.........

[uncle phil]

What's The New Mary Jane (Take 4)
Beatles

She looks as an African Queen
She eating twelve chapattis and cream
She tastes as Mongolian lamb
She coming from out of Bahran
What a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party

She like to be married with Yetti
He groving such cooky spagetti
She jumping as Mexican bean
To make that her body morphine
What a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party

She catch Patagonian pancake
With that one and gin party makes
She having always good contact
She making with Apple and contract
What a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
All together now
What a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame
Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame
Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what a shame what a shame
Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane what a shame

She looks as an African Queen

She tastes as Mongolian lamb

What a shame Mary Jane what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
All together now
What a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what what a shame Mary Jane had a pain at the party
What a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame

[splck]

[bernadette]

which way would flyman go?
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flymanville !
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flyman likes twinkies
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[paddyjoe]

The new Loon.

[Fly]

Originally posted by paddyjoe
The new Loon.

that's the best damn coin i've ever seen.

thanks man.

[uncle phil]

Panama Red
New Riders of the Purple Sage


Panama Red, Panama Red,
He'll steal your woman then he'll rob your head.
Panama Red, Panama Red,
His white horse Mescalino, comes breezin' thru town.
Bet his woman's off in bed with ol' Panama Red.

You just don't know when Red's in town,
he keeps well hidden underground.
Everybody's gettin' crazy fallin' out `n' hangin' round.
My woman said, "Hey Pedro, you're actin' crazy like a clown."
Nobody feels like workin' Panama Red is back in town.

Everybody's lookin' out for him cause they know Red satisfies.
Little girls love to listen to him sing & tell sweet lies.
But when things get confusin' honey, you're better off in bed.
Cause I'll be searchin' all the joints in town for Panama Red.

[uncle phil]

MAGIC BUS
The Who

Every Day I Get In The Queue (Too Much, Magic Bus)
To Get On The Bus That Takes Me To You (Too Much, Magic Bus)
I'm So Nervous, I Just Sit And Smile (Too Much, Magic Bus)
You House Is Only Another Mile (Too Much, Magic Bus)

Thank You, Driver,
For Getting Me Here (Too Much, Magic Bus)
You'll Be An Inspector,
Have No Fear (Too Much, Magic Bus)

I Don't Want To Cause No Fuss (Too Much, Magic Bus)
But Can I Buy Your Magic Bus? (Too Much, Magic Bus)

Nooooooooo!

I Don't Care How Much I Pay (Too Much, Magic Bus)
I Wanna Drive My Bus To My Baby Each Day (Too Much, Magic Bus)
I Want It, I Want It, I Want It, I Want It ... (You Can't Have It!)
Thruppence And Sixpence Every Day
Just To Drive To My Baby
Thruppence And Sixpence Each Day
'Cause I Drive My Baby Every Way

Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus ...

I Said, Now I've Got My Magic Bus (Too Much, Magic bus)
I Said, Now I've Got My Magic Bus (Too Much, Magic Bus)
I Drive My Baby Every Way (Too Much, Magic Bus)
Each Time I Go A Different Way (Too Much, Magic Bus)

I Want It, I Want It, I Want It, I Want It ...
Every Day You'll See The Dust (Too Much, Magic Bus)
As I Drive My Baby In My Magic Bus (Too Much, Magic Bus)

[Astrocloud]

Flyman, simply fly to Massachusetts and we'll get 'hi'. Nuff said.

[uncle phil]

ACAPULCO GOLDIE
Dr. Hook

She was dancin' when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina
In a neighborhood they call "La Zona Roja".
She had a child's smile, but she told me in a while
It would take a lot of gold to get to know her.
Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go.
You said you'd always hold me
But you run away with me Acapulco Gold.

I knew there's no one cuter, then she said she was a puta.
I said, "What does puta mean?" And she told me...oh no...
Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoke and drink tequila.
Then the lights went out and I guess that's when she rolled me.

Just like Acapulco Goldie, por que did you go.
You said you'd always hold me.
But you vamos away with me Acapulco Gold.
Ya ya, you run away with me Acapulco Gold.

[uncle phil]

The Lemon Song
Led Zeppelin

I should have quit you, long time ago. [X2]
I wouldn't be here, my children, down on this killin' floor.

I should have listened, baby, to my second mind [X2]
Everytime I go away and leave you, darling, you send me the blues way down the line.

Said, people worry I can't keep you satisfied.
Let me tell you baby, you ain't nothin but a two-bit, no-good jive.

Went to sleep last night, worked as hard as I can,
Bring home my money, you take my money, give it to another man.
I should have quit you, baby, such a long time ago.
I wouldn't be here with all my troubles, down on this killing floor.

Squeeze me baby, till the juice runs down my leg. [X2]
The way you squeeze my lemon, I'm gonna fall right out of bed.

I'm gonna leave my children down on this killing floor.

[Fly]

Originally posted by uncle phil
The Lemon Song
Led Zeppelin

I should have quit you, long time ago. [X2]
I wouldn't be here, my children, down on this killin' floor.

I should have listened, baby, to my second mind [X2]
Everytime I go away and leave you, darling, you send me the blues way down the line.

Said, people worry I can't keep you satisfied.
Let me tell you baby, you ain't nothin but a two-bit, no-good jive.

Went to sleep last night, worked as hard as I can,
Bring home my money, you take my money, give it to another man.
I should have quit you, baby, such a long time ago.
I wouldn't be here with all my troubles, down on this killing floor.

Squeeze me baby, till the juice runs down my leg. [X2]
The way you squeeze my lemon, I'm gonna fall right out of bed.

I'm gonna leave my children down on this killing floor.

you my friend.....have hit a chord with me...............

i freakin love led zeppelin..

many thanx.

*heads to jamroom and puts on the lemon song*


thanx again....uncle mystro.........

[richeee]

Flyman- here's one for ya' from Weird Al:
What if God Smoked Cannabis

And if His eyes were pretty glazed
If He looked spaced-out
Would you buy His story
Would you believe He had an eye infection
And yeah yeah
God looks baked
Yeah yeah
God smells good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What if God smoked cannabis
Hit the bong like some of us
Drove a tidy micro-bus
And He subscribes to Rolling Stone
When God made this place
In the beginning, did he plant any seeds
Or did he put them there for Adam and Eve
So they'd be hungry for the apple that the snake was always offering
And yeah yeah
God rolls great
Yeah yeah
God smells good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What if God smoked cannabis
Do you 'spose He had a buzz
When He made the platypus
When He created both our homes
Does He like Pearl Jam or the Stones
And do you think He rolls His own
Up there in heaven on the throne
And when the saints go marching home
Maybe He sits and smokes a bone

[richeee]

and a flag for you to fly, man...

[GuttersnipeXL]

yo flyman! I got a little somethin' over here! http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/showthr...threadid=36167

Enjoy!

[uncle phil]

DON'T GIVE A DOSE TO THE ONE YOU LOVE MOST


Don't give a dose to the one you love most.
Give her some marmalade...give her some toast.
You can give her the willies or give her the blues.
But the dose that you give her will get back to youse.

I once had a lady as sweet as a song.
She was my darlin', and she was my dear.
But she had a dose, and she passed it along.
Now she's gone, but the dose is still there.

So, don't give a dose to the one you love most.
Give her some marmalade...give her some toast.
You can give her a partiridge up in a pear tree,
But the dose that you give her might get back to me.

So if you've got an itchin'...if you've got a drip,
Don't sit there wishin' for it to go 'way.
If there's a thing on the tip of your thing or your lip,
Run down to the clinic today, and say...

"I won't give a dose to the one I love most.
I'll give her some marmalade...give her some toast."
Give her the willies or give her the blues,
But the dose that you give her will get back to you...

[uncle phil]

MONTEREY JACK
Dr. Hook

Monterey Jack woke up in his shack.
On a Monday.
Monterey Jack had a little bitty snack
On elderberry wine.
Monterey Jack walked down the track --
All the way to old Harley's shack.
Stuck his knife in old Harley's back,
And they say that's the way old
Harley Davidson died.

1-2-3-4 (spoken by Dennis)

Old Jack Hoff was getting off in a doorway.
Old Jack Hoff was getting off
With little Sarah Lee.
Old Jack Hoff was gettin' off
When he mumbled and stumbled
And started to cough.
His veins went hard and he went soft.
They say that's the way old Jack Hoff O.G.'ed.

You mean O.D. (spoken by Dennis)
No....O.G. (spoken by Ray)
Oh, Man what's that? (Dennis)
That's when you O.D. and you say OOOOOOGGGEEEE (Ray)

1-2-3-4 (Dennis)

Thom McAn was sittin in the sand by the ocean.
Thom McAn looked in his hand and found a jelly roll.
Thom McAn was feeling grand.
All the girls were licking his hand.
He's a heel but man o'man.
Everybody knows that
Thom McAn got sole.

[uncle phil]

Aphrodisiac
Pat Dailey

Now, listen to me, folks...
Hear what I say.
You got to eat oysters everyday
They'll put your love life back on track
They're nature's own aphrodisiac.

Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true
What a little oyster can do for you.
Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun
Here's some things them oysters done...

They made Jim Beam
They made Allen Thick
They made Jonathan Swift
And they made Gracie Slick
They made Victor Mature
And they made Tom Petty
They started Willie Waylon
And they got Helen Reddy.
They made Tom Cruise
They made Oscar Wilde
They gave Gary Hart
But they gave Gomer Piles
They made William Hurt
They made Lucille Ball
They made Wilson Picket
And that ain't all.

Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true
What a little oyster can do for you.
Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun
Here's some more them oysters done.

They made Stevie Wonder
And they made old John Wayne
They made Saul Bellow
And caused Thomas Paine
Turned Clint Black
And turned Barry White
Made Doris' Day
And Gladys' Knight.
They gave Bob Hope
They gave Percy Faith
They made Marvin Gaye
But they made George Straight
They made Bobby's Short
And Lester's Flatt
And hey... they even did more than that.

Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true
What a little oyster can do for you.
Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun
Here's some more them oysters done.

They got George Bush
They made Bozo a Clown
They got Bobby Bare
And made Ezra Pound
They made Gallo Wine
They made Merle Haggart
They Made Andy Devine
They made Jimmy Swagger
They made Rich Little
And made Hughie Long
They made BB King
And they made Neil's Armstrong
And if you ask my wife,
She'll tell you quite gaily
Best of all they made old Pat Daily.

Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true
What a little oyster can do for you.
Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun
That's all about oysters
Now we're done.

[uncle phil]

YES, MR. RODGERS
Bobby Bare

Yes, Mr. Rodgers, I'm livin in sin with your daughter.
No, Mr. Rodgers, we don't have separate rooms.
Mr. Rodgers, I guess you could use one more scotch and water.
Gee, Mr. Rodgers, do you have to be leavin' so soon?

No, Mr. Rodgers, I ain't found work but I'm lookin'.
I'm sure, Mr. Rodgers, you must have heard times are tight.
Yes, Mr. Rodgers, she works and I do the cookin'.
No, Mr. Rodgers, I won't step outside an' fight.

And I hope that Mrs. Rodgers' cold gets better.
Maybe she could phone sometime or write her daughter a letter.
No, Mr. Rodgers, but thanks a lot for the offer.
If she wanted a ring, I think I could buy one myself.

But you see that she's pleased with the plain string of beads I got her,
So, you see Mr. Rodgers, your daughter ain't goin' to hell.
And I hope that Mrs. Rodgers' cold gets better.
Maybe she could phone sometime or maybe write her daughter a letter.

Yeah, Mr. Rodgers, I'm a-livin in sin with your daughter.
No, Mr. Rodgers, we don't have separate rooms.
Mr. Rodgers, I guess you could use one more scotch and water.
Gee, Mr. Rodgers, do you have to be leavin so soon?
Hey, Mr. Rodgers, do you have to be leavin so soon?

[paddyjoe]

Mr. Rodgers will be sure to invite flyman to his next BBQ.

[Fly]

Originally posted by paddyjoe
Mr. Rodgers will be sure to invite flyman to his next BBQ.

my relatives are already there.........in maggot form though.