Originally Posted by Fly

if we didn't have fire.........how the hell would we cook our t-bone steaks?

Originally Posted by Ourcrazymodern?

"There's nothing wrong with kicking ass when it needs to be done."

Originally Posted by Eeeraq

God Dammit! not Starbaby! That was the theme of our Dollarfest last summer! it was on repeat for the whole damn weekend!

OBSERVE!!!!


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Originally Posted by Fly

so uh...........which sweetheart are you?


:D

Originally Posted by paddyjoe

the fuck is in that jug man? looks like...uhh..umm.....no, it just can't be!!!

Originally Posted by uncle phil

hehe...and i sent him a PM at 4:20 BC time...AM!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAVhKjsImeI

Originally Posted by Ourcrazymodern?

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on.

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said, You're strange, but don't change, and I let her

In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster?
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her
(c) 2007 By Sigitas Lyrics

Originally Posted by uncle phil

Originally Posted by 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

Originally Posted by 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!

Originally Posted by 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.

Originally Posted by 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

Originally Posted by paddyjoe

more yer style here, brother:


Jonathan Edwards

Shanty Song


Gonna sit down in the kitchen
And fix me something good to eat
And make my head a little high
And make this whole day complete
Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

Well pass it to me baby
Pass it to me slow
We'll take time out to smile a little
Before we let it go
Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

Well there ain't nothin' to do
And there's always room for more
Fill it, light it, shut up
And close the door
Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

We gonna sit around the kitchen
Fix us somethin' good to eat
And make ourselves a little high
And make the whole day complete
Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on
Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

Originally Posted by 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

Originally Posted by 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.

Originally Posted by 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)

Originally Posted by 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.

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.

Originally Posted by Ourcrazymodern?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7_nwbTeIN4Y

Lyrics: Winwood, Capaldi, Wood
Music: Winwood, Capaldi, Wood

Dear Mr. Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything, take us out of this gloom,
Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy

You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad, if it was a straight life you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years

: Sorry I didn't search first, Fly.

(audio added for stevie and traffic...such a great find needed the music...hope it's ok with you, OCM...)

Originally Posted by uncle phil

White Rabbit
Jefferson Airplane


One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
And call Alice, when she was just small

When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low

Go ask Alice, I think she'll know
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking backwards
And the red queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head, feed your head

Originally Posted by uncle phil

You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
Bloodhound Gang


One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
Until we brought Skip O' Pot2mus
And Daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
And everybody knows that the Daddy eats his young
Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the 12 Horse Ale
After that I get silly like Soupy Sales
Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
A six of Shlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
I'm Hungry Like The Wolf but I'll end up tending cattle

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk


Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
Cause I'm Mr. McFeelie with a speedy delivery
You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
But maybe I should check and see if this is where I wanna be
Hey Lupus is she cute? Yea for a pygmie
Aw! What do you know? You're probably going home alone
And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
It's a menage a trois you and me and Heineken

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk


Regrets I've had a few
First and foremost I'd like to mention you
For the sake of conversation we'll call you the Brand New Heavy
Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
You're Buddha you're Shamu you're Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
It was 3 A.M. and I wasn't gettin' squat
So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot

I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
But how was i supposed to know that Jabberjaws lived in your pants
At that junction I came to realize
That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
That you were not a girl,
You were an experiment

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

You're pretty when I'm drunk

Originally Posted by uncle phil

SLOW RIDE
Foghat


Woo!
Slowride, take it easy
REPEAT THREE TIMES

I'm in the mood
The rhythm is right
Move to the music
We can roll all night

Oooh Slowride
Oooh
Slowride, take it easy
REPEAT

Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine

Woo!

I'm in the mood
The rhythm is right
Move to the music
We can roll all night

Oooh

Slowride, take it easy
REPEAT

Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time

Slowride, easy, slowride, sleazy
REPEAT

Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine

Slowride, take it easy
REPEAT

Slow down, go down, slow down, go down

Come on baby
Take a slowride on me
Come on baby
Take a slowride

Feels so good, Feels good, Come on baby
Feels good, Feel allright

You know the rhythm is right
We gotta rock all night
REPEAT TWO TIMES

Whoa, rock all night

Woo! Woo!

Your flamin' heart
REPEAT THREE TIMES

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Slowride

Originally Posted by uncle phil

Sam Stone
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 Purple 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 pictures have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios

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

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

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 it's fun,
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 hero's hill

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

Originally Posted by uncle phil

The Pusher
Steppenwolf

You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin'
That my spirit could kill
You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he's not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man

Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, I'd declare total war on The Pusher man
I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he'd run
Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God damn The Pusher
God damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

Originally Posted by uncle phil

Illegal Smile
by John Prine

When I woke up this morning
Things were looking bad
Seemed like total silence
Was the only friend I had

Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down
And won
And it was 12 o'clock before I realized I was having
No fun

Ahhh, but fortunately
I have the key
To escape reality

And you may see me tonight
With an illegal smile
It don't cost very much
But it lasts a long while
Won't you please tell the man
I didn't kill anyone
No I'm just trying to have me
Some fun

Last time I checked my bankroll
It was gettin thin
Sometimes it seems like the bottom
Is the only place I've been

I chased a rainbow down a one-way street
Dead end
And all my friends turned out to be insurance
Salesmen

Ahhh, but fortunately
I have the key
To escape reality

And you may see me tonight
With an illegal smile
It don't cost very much
But it lasts a long while
Won't you please tell the man
I didn't kill anyone
No I'm just trying to have me
Some fun

Well I sat down in my closet
With all my overalls
Trying to get away from
All the ears inside my walls

Dreamed the police heard everything I though
What then
Well I went to court and the judge's name was
Hoffman*

Ahhh, but fortunately
I have the key
To escape reality

And you may see me tonight
With an illegal smile
It don't cost very much
But it lasts a long while
Won't you please tell the man
I didn't kill anyone
No I'm just trying to have me
Some fun
Well done
Hot dog bun
My sister's a nun

* Julius Hoffman notorious judge of the "Chicago Seven" or "Chicago Eight" so-called conspirators accused of rioting during the 1968 Democratic convention.

Originally Posted by uncle phil

Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You
Led Zeppelin

Babe, baby, baby, I'm Gonna Leave You.
I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.
I'll leave you when the summertime,
Leave you when the summer comes a-rollin'
Leave you when the summer comes along.

Baby, baby, I don't wanna leave you,
I ain't jokin' woman, I got to ramble.
Oh, yeah, baby, baby, I believin',
We really got to ramble.
I can hear it callin' me the way it used to do,
I can hear it callin' me back home!

Babe...I'm gonna leave you
Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you
Oh I can hear it callin 'me
I said don't you hear it callin' me the way it used to do

I know I never never never gonna leave your babe
But I got to go away from this place,
I've got to quit you, yeah
Baby, ooh don't you hear it callin' me
Woman, woman, I know, I know
It feels good to have you back again
And I know that one day baby, it's really gonna grow, yes it is.
We gonna go walkin' through the park every day.
Come what may, every day

It was really, really good.
You made me happy every single day.
But now... I've got to go away!

Baby, baby, baby, baby
That's when it's callin' me
I said that's when it's callin' me back home...