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05-28-2004, 03:59 PM
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With a mustache, the cool factor would be too much
Location: left side of my couch, East Texas
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<center>Styx</center>
<center>"Light Up" Written by dennis deyoung Lead vocals by dennis deyoung "Light up everybody Join us in this celebration Light up and be happy Sweet, sweet sounds will fill the air Every day’s a holiday when your lips meet mine The music’s keepin’ time with our love You are here, and so am i The weather’s quite divine So pass me round your wine, lovely one All I need is just one hit to get me by ’cause baby when your near I’m halfway high Light up, everybody Join us in this celebration Light up and be happy Sweet, sweet sounds will fill the air" <img src=http://img1.photobucket.com/albums/0903/Fremen/_aflymanavatar363a_2.gif></center>
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06-01-2004, 12:33 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Uncle Ernie (from Tommy)
The Who I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie; I'm glad you won't see or hear me, As I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about. Your mother left me here to mind you, And I'm doing exactly what I bleedin' well want to, Fiddling about, fiddling about, fiddle about. Down with your bedclothes, Up with your nightshirt. Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about. You won't "shite" As I fiddle "abite." Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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06-03-2004, 04:26 PM
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One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
John Lee Hooker One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Hey mister bartender come here I want another drink and I want it now My baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer (Spoken) And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow Knocked out, feeling good and by the time I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall By that time, it was ten thirty daddy I looked down the bar, at the bartender He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?" One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer (Spoken) And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned Knocked out, and by the time I looked on the wall, at the old clock again And by that time, it was a quarter to two Last call for alcohol, I said, Hey mister bartender, what do you want?" One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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06-09-2004, 04:04 PM
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Hey, Marijuana!
James Landau I am not trying to kill your brain cells off! Where I grow they call me marijuana, They say I taste like Kool-aid from Guyana, They all want me, Can't buy me, So they all illegally sell me. Smoke on me, Trip on me, And if I'm good, you'll sure get hooked on me. Dale a tu cuerpo el placer con marijuana, Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle el placer de la Nirvana, Él quien muere habiendo inhalado el más de mí gana, Hey, marijuana! Bud, pot, weed, reefers, blunts or joints or moss, Cannabis sativa, mary jane or herb or grass, Thanks to all you guys who helped Prop 215 to pass, Hey, marijuana! Now don't you listen to your doctor The one who says you shouldn't take me You don't need him, shouldn't buy it, I'll make you get so high . . . ha-ha-ha-ha-ha . . . Now come on, what was I supposed to say? The cops were out of town and the print on the warning label was soooooo fine! There are other things to try if you get sick of weed, Angel dust, crack, alcohol or quaaludes or speed, Get some down at Chico at some more way up at Reed, Hey, marijuana! Breathe it, bowl it or unroll it, percolate and toke it, Chew it, try but don't inhale, any way you smoke it, Go to Telegraph, it shouldn't be too hard to locate, Hey, marijuana! I am not trying to kill your brain cells off! Get a sample, my name is marijuana, Find me at a party where they tell you que soy sana, Come try me, Come buy me, And try and sell some more of me. Smoke on me, Trip on me, And if I'm good, you'll sure get hooked on me. I'm always big at keggers since I bring the stuff along, I carry round a purse to conceal my joints and bong, Now the cops are coming, I'll be wrapping up my song, Hey, marijuana! Dale a tu cuerpo el placer con marijuana, Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle el placer de la Nirvana, Él quien muere habiendo inhalado el más de mí gana, Hey, marijuana! TRANSLATION OF CHORUS: Give your body pleasure with marijuana For your body is intended for giving to the pleasure of Nirvana He who dies having smoked the most of me wins Hey marijuana!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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06-09-2004, 05:55 PM
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With a mustache, the cool factor would be too much
Location: left side of my couch, East Texas
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Noah John
~Drunkle~ Left me sitting/ out on the front steps/ left me sitting/ with two cigarettes/ wait here boy/ count cars and pretty ladies/ and I'll be right out/ before you know it Me and Unk/ got a room in the basement/ couple of bunks/ with a sink in between/ no need to sweep up/ we don't take company/ we can come/ and leave as we please He woke me up/ with the light from the ice box/ he woke me up/ when he opened up a can/ he woke me up/ busted out the screen door/ but I just rolled over/ like a didn't hear a thing Blow some smoke/ in my ear/ blow some smoke/ in my ear I'm big enough/ to wear a man's size/ got these pants/ when my cousin died/ and Unk tells me/ "You are a spitting image/ of your mother."/ I do tend to favor her. Me and Unk/ got a room in the basement/ couple of bunks/ with a sink in between/ we eat beans/ cold out of the can/ we can come/ and leave as we please He woke me up/ shaking with a fever/ kneeling on the bed/ hands in the air/ reaching up/ trying to climb a ladder/ best thing for a cold/ is a snootful
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06-10-2004, 09:19 PM
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With a mustache, the cool factor would be too much
Location: left side of my couch, East Texas
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http://www.noahjohn.com/songs/burning.htm
 Can't hear him with my busted speakers, but he's got interesting lyrics.
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06-14-2004, 12:49 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Friends in Low Places (Live Version)
Garth Brooks Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to know The last one to show I was the last one you thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise And the fear in his eyes When I took his glass of champagne And I toasted you Said "Honey we may be through But you'll never hear me complain" 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places (INSTRUMENTAL BREAK) Well I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then, I've been there before Everything's alright I'll just say goodnight And I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean To cause a big scene Just give me an hour and then Well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower That you're livin' in 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places EVERYBODY! I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places (SPOKEN) (Pause) What?!?! (Pause) You guys... already know what's comin', don't ya? And ya know what... you're right. You're exactly right. What would a Garth Live album be without the live version of Friends In Low Places? Because it's only here where you can find that mysterious third verse that goes on the end of that song. But, does anybody know the words to that verse? That's what I wanna know. Well, in that case I think the friends in low places should sing that third verse. This outta be good. Alright, here we go... (SUNG BY CROWD) Well I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then I've been there before Everything's alright I'll just say goodnight And I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean To cause a big scene Just wait till I finish this glass And sweet little lady I'll head back to the bar GIVE IT TO ME!!! And you can kiss my ass! (SUNG BY GARTH) 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Guess I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places NOW IT'S ALL YOU GUYS (SUNG BY CROWD) 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places (SUNG BY GARTH) I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Guess I'll slip on down to the Oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places Honey, I've got friends in low places...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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06-14-2004, 05:57 PM
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through charlatans phone
Location: Northcoast
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Working Man (hey, Canadians....eh)
I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin’ Yes, I’m workin’ all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am I get home at five o’clock And I take myself out a nice, cold beer Always seem to be wond’rin’ Why there’s nothin’ goin’ down here It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am Well they call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am |
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06-15-2004, 02:49 PM
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comfortably numb...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. Last edited by uncle phil; 06-15-2004 at 04:15 PM.. |
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06-15-2004, 04:23 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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you guys are fucking awesome man.........
...many thanx for the thread phil.....and all you weirdos who put stuff in here for me. *damn near shed a tear there* ...and phil.....thanx but, the link don't work for me man. |
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06-15-2004, 04:26 PM
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you woulda loved it fly, but angelfire doesn't like me...
might be overkill, and i hate to give up my sources, but try this... http://www.angelfire.com/music2/pot/ if it works, you owe me, man...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. Last edited by uncle phil; 06-15-2004 at 05:08 PM.. |
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06-16-2004, 03:45 PM
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I want a cadillac...
Rock And Roll Led Zeppelin It's been a long time since I Rock and Rolled, It's been a long time since I did the Stroll. Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back, Let me get it back, baby, where I come from. It's been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Yes it has. It's been a long time since the book of love, I can't count the tears of a life with no love. Carry me back, carry me back, Carry me back, baby, where I come from. It's been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Seems so long since we walked in the moonlight, Making vows that just can't work right. Open your arms, opens your arms, Open your arms, baby, let my love come running in. It's been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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06-22-2004, 05:03 PM
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Bob
Weird Al Yankovic I, man, am regal - a German am I Never odd or even If I had a hi-fi Madam, I'm Adam Too hot to hoot No lemons, no melon Too bad I hid a boot Lisa Bonet ate no basil Warsaw was raw Was it a car or a cat I saw? Rise to vote, sir Do geese see god? "Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod Rats live on no evil star Won't lovers revolt now? Race fast, safe car Pa's a sap Ma is as selfless as I am May a moody baby doom a yam? Ah, Satan sees Natasha No devil lived on Lonely Tylenol Not a banana baton No "x" in "Nixon" O, stone, be not so O Geronimo, no minor ego "Naomi," I moan "A Toyota a Toyota" A dog, a panic in a pagoda Oh no! Don Ho! Nurse, I spy gypsies - run! Senile felines Now I see bees I won UFO tofu We panic in a pew Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo God! A red nugget! A fat egg under a dog! Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-02-2004, 12:04 PM
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Seven Bridges Road
Eagles (live) There are stars In the Southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight And moss in the trees Down the Seven Bridges Road Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way And I have loved you wild Sometimes there's a part of me Has to turn form here and go Running like a child from these warm stars Down the Seven Bridges Road There are stars in the Southern sky And if ever you decide You should go There is a taste of time sweetened honey Down the Seven Bridges Road
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-05-2004, 05:19 PM
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You Can Leave Your Hat On
Joe Cocker Baby take off your coat real slow. Take off your shoes I’ll take off your shoes Baby, take off your dress yes yes yes. You can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on Go on over there Turn on the light no all the lights. Come over here stand on that chair yeah, that’s right. Raise your arms in the air now shake ‘em. You give me reason to live - you give me reason to live You give me reason to live - you give me reason to live Sweet darling - you can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on Baby - you can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on - you can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on. Suspicious minds are talkin? they’re tryin?to tear us apart ! They don’t believe that it is love of mine - They don’t know what love is - they don’t know what love is They don’t know what love is - they don’t know what love is I know what love is ! There ain’t no way - you can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on - you can leave your hat on Give me the reason to live - you can leave your hat on!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-05-2004, 06:08 PM
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fly, i hope you can put the music in your head, 'cause this one REALLY rocks...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-06-2004, 06:06 PM
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(and if your fingers hurt after...suffer!)
China Grove Doobie Brothers When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town down around San Antone and the folks are risin' for another day 'round about their homes. The people of the town are strange and they're proud of where they came. Well, you're talkin' 'bout China Grove, wo, oh, oh, oh, China Grove. Well, the preacher and the teacher, Lord, they're a caution, they are the talk of the town. When the gossip gets to flyin' and they ain't lyin'; when the sun goes fallin' down. They say that the father's insane and dear Missus Perkin's a game. We're talkin' 'bout the China Grove, wo, oh, oh, oh, China Grove. But ev'ryday there's a new thing comin', the ways of an oriental view. The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords, you can even hear the music at night. And though it's part of the Lone Star State people don't seem to care, they just keep on lookin' to the East. Talkin' 'bout the China Grove, oh, China Grove.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-06-2004, 06:32 PM
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through charlatans phone
Location: Northcoast
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Young Man from Canada
Barry Taylor I'm a young man from Canada some six feet in my shoes I left my home for Cariboo on the first exciting news In New York City I met a gent introduced himself to me Said I, "I come from Canada so you can't come over me." I sailed on the crazy Champion all in the steerage too I thought I'd got among the fiends or other horrid crew If you had only seen them feed, it quite astonished me And I'd been years in Canada in a lumberman's shanty With seventy-five upon my back I came the Douglas way And at an easy-going pace made thirty miles a day I landed here without a dime in 1863 But I'd been years in Canada, 'twas nothing new to me In best of homespun I was clad so I was warmly dressed The wool it grew near Montreal in a place called Canada West On Williams Creek they called me green and Johnny come lately But, ah, I came from Canada, I ain't from the old country I started out my mining life by chopping cord wood But I was born with axe in hand so I could use it good My chum was from the state of Maine, somewhere near Tennessee But, ah, I came from Canada and he couldn't chop with me In a short time I'd made a raise and bought into a claim There they called me engineer or carman, 'tis the same The drifters then did try it on to boss it over me Said I, "I come from Canada and I'm on the shoulderee." In two weeks I got a div which drove away all care I went over to the wake-ups and had a bully square I danced all night till broad daylight and a gal smiled sweet on me Said I, "I come from Canada and I'm on the marry-ee." Now all young men who are in love and sure I am there's some Don't count your chicks before they're hatched or they may never come O when I asked that girl to wed she only laughed at me "You may come from Canada but you can't come over me." |
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07-06-2004, 07:23 PM
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peekaboo
Location: on the back, bitch
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Flyman, we have not been properly introduced, but I have been..uh...encouraged..yea that's it....by unclephil to post the following for you:
Got Me Under Pressure Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill, Frank Beard She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes French cuisine but she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine. She got me under pressure, she got me under pressure. She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog. She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fog. She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains. She likes cocaine and filppin' out with great Danes. She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain. It's got me under pressure, It's got me under pressure. I'm gonna give her a message, here's what I'm gonna say: "It's all over." She might get out a nightstick and hurt me real real bad by the roadside in a ditch. It's got me under pressure, it's got me under pressure. It's got me under pressure, it's got me under pressure. |
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07-07-2004, 12:55 PM
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(speaking of ZZ Top...)
La Grange Rumour sprendin' a-'round in that Texas town 'bout that shack outside La Grange and you know what I'm talkin' about. Just let me know if you wanna go to that home out on the range. They gotta lotta nice girls. Have mercy. A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw. A haw, haw, haw. Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time and the ten to get yourself in. A hmm, hmm. And I hear it's tight most ev'ry night, but now I might be mistaken. hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. Have mercy.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-07-2004, 05:28 PM
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Location: on the back, bitch
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I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful But your face don't look too clear So, Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw. Chorus Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you They say you are a snuff queen, Honey, I don't think that's true So, why don't we get drunk and screw. Jimmy Buffett |
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07-10-2004, 05:08 PM
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peekaboo
Location: on the back, bitch
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As per instructiin from Unclephil, I give you......MC5
And right now, right now, right now it's time to KICK OUT THE JAMS, MOTHER FUCKERS! Yea! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna I'M GONNA KICK 'EM OUT! Yea! Well, I feel pretty good and I guess that I could get crazy now, baby. 'Cause we all got in tune and when the dressing room got hazy now, baby. I know how you want it, child: hot, sweet, and tight. The girls can't stand it when you doin' it right; when you're up on the stand. And let me kick out the jams, yes! Kick out the jams. I WANTTA KICK 'EM OUT! Yes, I'm startin' to sweat, you know my shirt's all wet. What a feelin'. And the sound that abounds and resounds and rebounds off the ceiling. You gotta have it baby, you can't do without, when you get the feelin', you got the sound above. Put that mike in my hand And let me kick out the jams, yes! Kick out the jams. I WANTTA KICK 'EM OUT! (guitars) alright, alright, alright,...(9 times) come on, come on, come on, So you gotta get it up, you know ya can't get enough, Miss Mackenzie. Well, it gets in your brain, it drives you insane with a frenzy. The wailing guitars, girl, the crash of the drums, makes me wanna keep a-rockin' till the morning comes. Let me be who I am. And let me kick out the jams, yes! Kick out the jams. I DONE KICKED 'EM OUT! |
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07-11-2004, 05:48 PM
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Runnin' Back To Saskatoon
The Guess Who {Spoken} There's a province up in Canada that's right next door to ours. It's called Saskatchewan. And, uh, in that province there's a small town, uh, where nothing much ever happens, called Saskatoon. This is a tune about that town. This is called "Runnin' Back To Saskatoon" ------ harmonica ------ I been hangin' around gas stations I been learnin' 'bout tires I been talkin' to grease monkeys I been workin' on cars Moose Jaw, Broadview, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace, Hanna, Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around libraries I been learnin' 'bout books I been talkin' to playwriters I been workin' on words, phrases Moose Jaw, Broadview, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace, Hanna, Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around hospitals I been learnin' 'bout dyin' I been talkin' to heart doctors I been workin' on disease Moose Jaw, Broadview, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace, Hanna, Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong I been hangin' around grain elevators I been learnin' 'bout food I been talkin' to soil farmers I been workin' on land Moose Jaw, Broadview, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace, Hanna, Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around camera stores I been learnin' 'bout sight I been talkin' to film makers I been workin' on eyes Moose Jaw, Broadview, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace, Hanna, Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-12-2004, 10:03 AM
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We're An American Band
Grand Funk Railroad Out on the road for forty days Last night in Little Rock, put me in a haze Sweet, sweet Connie, doin' her act She had the whole show and that's a natural fact Up all night with Freddie King I got to tell you, poker's his thing Booze and ladies, keep me right As long as we can make it to the show tonight We're an American Band We're an American Band We're comin' to your town We'll help you party it down We're an American Band Four young chiquitas in Omaha Waitin' for the band to return from the show A feelin' good, feelin' right and it's Saturday night The hotel detective, he was outta sight Now these fine ladies, they had a plan They was out to meet the boys in the band They said, "come on dudes, let's get it on" And we proceeded to tear that hotel down We're an American Band We're an American Band We're comin' to your town We'll help you party it down We're an American Band We're an American Band We're an American Band We're comin' to your town We'll help you party it down We're an American Band --- Lead Guitar --- We're an American Band We're an American Band We're comin' to your town We'll help you party it down We're an American Band We're an American Band We're an American Band We're comin' to your town We'll help you party it down We're an American Band We're an American Band, wooo We're an American Band, wooo We're an American Band, wooo |
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07-13-2004, 12:49 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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Dinah-Moe-Hum
Frank Zappa I couldn't say where she's coming' from, But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm She stroll on over, say look here, bum, I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum (Y'jes can't do it) She made a bet with her sister who's a little dumb She could prove it any time all men was scum I don't mind that she called me a bum, But I knew right away she was really gonna cum (So I got down to it) I whipped off her bloomers'n stiffened my thumb An' applied rotation on her sugar plum I poked'n stroked till my wrist got numb But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm, Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Humm Where this Dinah-Moe Comin' from Done spent three hours An' I ain't got a crumb From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe From the Dinah-Moe Humm I got a spot that gets me hot But you ain't been to it I got a spot that gets me hot But you ain't been to it I got a spot that gets me hot But you ain't been to it I got a spot that gets me hot But you ain't been to it 'Cause I can't get into it Unless I get out of it An' I gotta get out of it Before I get into it 'Cause I never get into it Unless I get out of it An' I gotta be out of it To get myself into it (She looked over at me with a glazed eye And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area And she said...) Just get me wasted An' you're half-way there 'Cause if my mind's tore up Then my body don't care I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin An' said my-my-my What sort of thing Might this lady get high upon? I checked out her sister Who was holdin' the bet An' wondered what kind of trip The young lady was on The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet But she could use a little ------- if I wasn't done yet I told her... Just because the sun Want a place in the sky No reason to assume I wouldn't give her a try So I pulled on her hair Got her legs in the air An' asked if she had any cooties on there (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!) She was buns-up kneelin' BUNS UP! I was wheelin' an dealin' WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN OOOOH! She surrended to the feelin' SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED An' she started in to squealin' Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red Some drool rollin' down From the edge of her chin While she spied the condition Her sister was in She quivered 'n quaked An' clutched at herself While her sister made a joke 'Bout her mental health 'Till Dinah-Moe finally Did give in But I told her All she really needed Was some discipline... Kiss my aura...Dora... M-M-M...it's real angora Would y'all like some more-a? Right here on the flora? An' how 'bout you, Fauna? Y'wanna? MMM...sound like y'might be chokin' on somethin' Did you say you want some more? Well, here's some more... MMM, sure...listen D'you think I could interest you In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers? MMM...tweezers! Here, lemme sterilize 'em... Gimme your lighter... I couldn't say where she's coming' from, But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm She stroll on over, say look here, bum, I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum (Y'jes can't do it) I whipped off her bloomers'n stiffened my thumb An' applied rotation on her sugar plum I poked'n stroked till my wrist got numb An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm, Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Dinah-Moe Dinah-Moe Dinah-Moe
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-13-2004, 03:04 PM
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Damn, Phil....
Quicksilver Messenger Service (Released December of 1970) You poisoned my sweet water. You cut down my green trees. The food you fed my children Was the cause of their disease. My world is slowly fallin' down And the airs not good to breathe. And those of us who care enough, We have to do something....... (Chorus) Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me? Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me? Your newspapers, They just put you on. They never tell you The whole story. They just put your Young ideas down. I was wonderin' could this be the end Of your pride and glory? (Chorus) I work in your factory. I study in your schools. I fill your penitentiaries. And your military too! And I feel the future trembling, As the word is passed around. "If you stand up for what you do believe, Be prepared to be shot down." (Chorus) And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live like an outlaw. An' I'm always on the run.......................... An I’m always getting’ busted And I got to take a stand........ I believe the revolution Must be mighty close at hand....................... (Chorus) I smoke marijuana But I can’t get behind your wars. And most of what I do believe Is against most of your laws I'm a fugitive from injustice But I'm goin' to be free. Cause your rules and regulations They don’t do the thing for me (Chorus) And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live just like an outlaw. An' I'm always on the run.......................... And though you may be stronger now My time will come around You keep adding to my numbers As you shoot my people down (Chorus) I Won’t go What about me Now. I ain’t lookin’ for no trouble |
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07-14-2004, 04:51 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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Bombs Away
Bob Weir Bombs away I guess I'm back in love again Well hey and around we go This will bring me ruin Though I suppose it's pleasing I've changed the eyes I gaze in But she's just another girl I need more than a trade-in Guess I'll have to change the world Strike up the band I believe I have this dance Hey raise that glass again my friend Yes, I know I'm charming But she's so easy I've changed the tune I dance to In this gay old social whirl But if I get a chance to I might just change the world It's just the same old movie Been playing here for years I could use a change of scenery But when I get there I'm still here Coming soon Hey another day in paradise At a theatre near you And they'll be showing it forever So let them keep parading Give them all batons to twirl For me the splendor's fading Yeah, I'll have to change the world Yes it's still the same old movie And I seen it all before Guess one more run through won't undo me Hell, I'll just watch the show some more Hey some more, yeah some more Sit back and watch it some more Guess I'll just watch the show some more Hey some more, yeah some more But I'd like to know what for Hey don't you worry what for Bombs away Well I guess I'm back in love again Hey round and round we go [etc]
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-15-2004, 07:37 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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holy!!!!!
you guys are kickin' a whole whack of tunes my way..........fuckin' awesome. you know,......many tunes in this li'l thread are now in my comp cuz of all of you guys.............many thanx eh. |
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07-19-2004, 01:08 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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(listen for my unbelievable air guitar riffs...)
Flirtin' with Disaster Molly Hatchet I'm travelin' down the road, I'm flirtin' with disaster. I've got the pedal to the floor, My life is running faster. I'm out of money, i'm out of hope, It looks like self destruction. Well how much more can we take, With all of this corruption. Been flirtin' with disaster, Ya'll know what i mean. And the way we run our lives, It makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself or, What you want to be - yeah. When we gamble with our time, We choose our destiny. Chorus: I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load. Yeah! i've tried to turn my head away, Feels about the same most every day. Speeding down the fast lane, Playin' from town to town. The boys and i have been burnin' it up, Can't seem to slow it down. I've got the pedal to the floor, Our lives are runnin' faster, Got our sights set straight ahead, But ain't sure what we're after. Flirtin' with disaster, Ya'll know what i mean. You know the way we run our lives, It makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself or, What you plan to be - yea!! When we gamble with our time, We choose our destiny. Chorus: Yeah!! we're travelin' down that lonesome road. Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load. Don't try to turn my head away, I'm flirtin' with disaster every day. Flirtin' with disaster, baby, Ya'll know what i mean. You know the way we run our lives, It makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself or, What you plan to be - yea!! When we gamble with our time, We choose our destiny. Chorus: Yeah!! we're travelin' down that lonesome road. Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load. Don't try to turn my head away, I'm flirtin' with disaster every day.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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07-19-2004, 07:35 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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Molly Hatchet is great phil.......*quick stroll down memory lane*......
and joe.......i'm gonna pull that song off on the acoustic and send it to you,you freak....and i might even sing the damn thing too.....you've been warned!!! |
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