A little something for the Flyman...
 

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*

thanks kindly mystro....

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

love your lyrics and all your tunes.

once again.....many thanks

I'll chime in with a tribute to a fly

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

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.

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.

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

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 ...

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

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

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

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

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

Here's to you, fly. :thumbsup:

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Here's abud for a bud.
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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!

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

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

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...

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/07...1.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

haha
j/k

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.

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

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


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

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

which way would flyman go?
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flymanville !
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flyman likes twinkies
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The new Loon. :lol:

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

thanks man.

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.

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)

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

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.

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.........

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

and a flag for you to fly, man...http://frankdiscussion.netfirms.com/...lag_canada.gif

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

Enjoy!

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...

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.

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.

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?

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

http://volcano.photobucket.com/album...joe/eatfly.gif

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

:lol: :lol: :lol: you fuckin rule, bro :lol: :lol: :lol:

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

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

thanx phil.........

it amazes me all these tunes you know.

cheers

CALIFORNIA C's
Shel Silverstein

Perched on a purple plastic stool
At the Hollywood-Mexo-Eato,
Tryin' to talk my way into
A free beef/bean burrito,
When a shriveled old man in a brown straw hat,
He sits down next to me --
He says, "Kid, I see you're kinda short
On California C's.
Now, you're new in town, and your stock is down.
Advice is what you need,
And I been here since the Strip was a path
And the air was fit to breathe.
And you can beat the odds in Vegas, son,
And the law of gravity,
But you'll never beat L.A.
Without some California C's
Now, the very first C, it stands for Cash;
For reasons too obvious to mention,
And the next is that expensive Car
To get this town's attention.
The third C is a Canyon Crib
With picket fence and roses,
And the fourth C is some flake Cocaine
For all your new friends' noses.
Then Chains of gold from Cartier's
To hang around your Chest.
Then learn that Cunnilingus, son,
To ensure your true success.
And once you get them Gucci Clothes
And Credit Cards galore,
That Classy California Cooze
Will soon be at your door.
And then you need your teeth Capped
By our most expensive dentist
And a Chump to play you backgammon
And a Champ to teach you tennis.
'Cause it's the Cut of your hair
And the Cut of your jeans
And the Cut of your Cocaine, too,
That's gonna put you a Cut above all the slobs
And make a Celeb out of you.
Yeah, this town's a great big orange, son,
You can grab it hard and squeeze,
But you'll never get no juice
Without some California C's."
Then he orders six tacos and pays his tab,
And tips a C-note for the meal,
And he walks outside to this Custom-made
Chrome-Covered Cadillac Cuntmobile.
And a Chauffeur jumps out and opens the door
And just before it closes,
I spy five Candy-Coated Cuties inside
With starry eyes and runny noses.
Then off they drive in a Cannabis Cloud,
Leavin' me here in the grease,
With a Coffee, a Clap and a Cigarette,
My three California C's.

DRINKIN' and DRUGGIN' and WATCHIN' TV
Dr. Hook

If anyone met us, they'd surely agree
We're proper as any two people can be.
We're clean-cut, well-mannered,
Well-dressed and polite...
But, oh, if they'd see us at night
When we're drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV...
Eatin' cold pizza and drinkin' ice tea.
Just you and me and the devil makes three...
Drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV.
So you bring the chemicals, I bring the wine.
I fiddle with yours and you diddle with mine.
Then drunken and drugged, we fall back on our backs
Naturally performing unnatural acts
Such as drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV,
Eatin' cold pizza and drinkin' ice tea.
Just you and me and the devil akes three,
Drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV.

In the flickin' TV light we're goin' to hell...
Makin' love with the sound off to the P.T.L..
Jim Baker can see what you're doin' to me...
Drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV.
So stop drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV,
Eatin' cold pizza and drinkin' ice tea...
Livin' your life degenerately,
Drinkin' and druggin' and watchin' TV.

GET MY ROCKS OFF
Dr. Hook

Some men need some killer weed
and some men need cocaine.
Some men need some cactus juice
to purify their brain.
Some man need 2 women,
and some need alcohol.
Everybody needs a little something
but, Lord, I need it all...
To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.
I may do you one time
and I may do you more
And I may turn you in to somethin'
you ain't ready for.
I might want your body
or I might want your bread
Or I might want your Momma
to come visit me instead...
To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.
Sometimes I dream of chicks
to bring me everlasting joy.
Sometimes I dream of animals,
sometimes I dream of boys.
Sometimes I kill the living,
sometimes I raise the dead.
Sometimes I just say screw it all
and jump back into bed...
And get my rocks off...
To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.

Don't Give A Dose To The One You Love The Most
Shel Silverstein

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.

Sooooo, if I understand uncle phil correctly, flyman has the clap!


Ouch dude...............................eh?

thanx for that man.

and phil............you can't be tellin' people about my genitals man.

***disclaimer***
to the best of my knowledge, fly doesn't have the clap...

Pour Me Another Tequila, Sheila
Bobby Bare

(Chorus)
Pour me another tequila, Sheila.
Take off that red satin dress.
'Cause I crossed the border,
And I beat the dealer for all of that gold in Juarez.
I feel like ol' Pancho Villa, Sheila,
And I've got the pesos to spend,
So pour me another tequila, Sheila.
And lay down and love me again.
No I can't tell you about it.
Don't mind the gun by my bed,
But I feel kind'a naked without it,
And it eases the fears in my head.
I never trusted in woman,
But Sheila I trust you tonight.
So pass me the salt and a lemon,
Bend down and blow out the light.
(Chorus)
Sheila I'm hearin' your heartbeat,
But I'm hearing footsteps outside.
The courtyard is crawlin' with them Federales
And Sheila, there's no place to hide,
but I don't know who could have tipped 'em,
nobody knew it but you,
but I never have trusted in woman,
Sheila, here's what I'm going to do.
(Chorus)
Yeah! Pour me another tequila,
I'm gonna put on your red satin Dress.
You put on my clothes, and you go face the dealer.
Sheila I wish you the best.
I never trusted in woman,
Sheila I trusted you tonight.
So pour me another tequila Sheila,
And I'll run for the border again.
Yeah! Pour me another tequila,
Sheila, as I ride for the border again.

QUAALUDES AGAIN
Shel Silverstein

She falls through the doorway,
Rolls down the hall.
She bounces off the sofa,
And walks into the wall.
It's easy to see that she buckles and bends.
She's doin' quaaludes again.
Quaaludes again.
Quaaludes again.
If you've got aurora,
You know for shorra
She's your friend.
She's doin' quaaludes again.
[guitar music]
She fumbles and stumbles
And falls down the stairs,
Makes love to the leg of the dining room chair.
She's ready for animals, women or men.
She's doin' quaaludes again.
Quaaludes again.
Again.
Again.
Quaaludes again.
If you've got a lemon, a dog and three women,
Then she's your friend.
She's doing quaaludes again.
Quaaludes again.
[Dialogue between man and woman with riff in the background:]
He: Baby, you've been doing quaaludes again. Well, then who?
She: No. Not me. I don't have any quaaludes.
He: You don't have 'em cuz you took em all already.
She: No.
He: You had six.
She: Nooo...
He: You had six yesterday, right? In your purse?
She: No...
He: How many you got now? Where'd they go?
She: No. I don't have ANY.
He: That's what I mean.
She: No...
He: Where'd they go? What'd you take?
She: I didn't take anything. I just had a small... a small headache.
He: So what did you take? What did you take for a headache?
She: No... Maybe an aspirin.
He: That's the biggest damned aspirin I've ever seen! You did... You keep... Don't keep pullin at me! Don't do that! Don't do that! C'mon... you're bumpin' into the furniture.
She: It hurts!
He: What?! I didn't mooove ANYTHING around!
She: [moaning]
He: You had FIVE quaaludes in your purse yesterday. You have none today!
She: I gave them away.
He: You gave away what? You gave EVERYTHING away!
She: I gave it to all my friends.
He: Yeah. How much time did you see your friends?
She: Wellll...
He: You were supposed to see them for five minutes?
She: Well... Don't you know how it is?
He: I DON'T know how it is.
She: Nooo...
He: I know you're doin 'ludes, and you said... you said that the next time you get them I should take them away and flush them down the toilet.
She: Noooo...
He: Didn't you say that?
She: NO....noooooo...
He: DON'T keep pullin' me to the damn bed! I don't want an old... I'm tellin you... You are turnin' me OFF!
[fading away]
He: Now let me tell you... Will you keep your eyes open! Get up!

thanks for wrecktifying the pain of peeing fire with the disclaimer phil.

disclaimers work almost as well as penicillin :lol:

Paul Simon - Late In The Evening

The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door
My mother laughed the way some ladies' do

Well it's late in the evening, and the music's seeping through

The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
I'm feeling alright I'm with my boys and with my troops, yeah
Down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool
And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah

Singin' late in the evening, and all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

Then I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J
When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away

First thing I remember when you came into my life
I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do
Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor
But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

And it was late in the evening, and all the music's seeping through

I'm So Wasted
Adam Sandler

[Sound of crickets. Guy walks across grass]
[Joe:] 'Hey pal! How ya doin'
[M2:] 'I'm so wasted, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, you are, oh ho ho!'
[M2:] 'Thanks man.'
[Joe:] 'It's good party, huh'
[M2:] 'Oh, it's great man.'
[Joe:] 'Hey that's some good acid, huh'
[M2:] 'Oh, killer man.'
[Joe:] 'Hey, my pleasure.'
[M2:] 'I've never been higher.'
[Joe:] 'Oh ho, you must be freaking out.'
[M2:] 'Acid's great man.'
[Joe:] 'It's the best.'
[M2:] 'Everytime I do acid man, I'm so high.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, oh, you must be flipping out right now.'
[M2:] 'This is the best acid, man.'
[Joe:] 'What are you seein, man'
[M2:] 'Oh, I, that cloud up there, man.'
[Joe:] 'Whoa'
[M2:] 'It's got a vein in it.'
[Joe:] 'Oh-Holy Cow! Really!'
[M2:] 'And it's bleeding on me, man.'
[Joe:] 'It's bleeding on ya Well watch out!'
[M2:] 'Look at my hand, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah'
[M2:] 'It-It's moving, but it's not moving.'
[Joe:] 'It's not'
[M2:] 'It's still there, but it looks like it's moving.'
[Joe:] 'Hey, yeah to you it is.'
[M2:] 'I'm so high.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, you must be flipping out.'
[M2:] 'I'm flipping out off it.'
[Joe:] 'Hallucinations, man.'
[M2:] 'Acid..right.'
[Joe:] 'Hey, I got some news fer ya.'
[M2:] 'I'm seeing stuff, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, yer seeing stuff.'
[M2:] 'RIght.'
[Joe:] 'Well, that's what happens when you take acid, but you know what'
[M2:] 'What man'
[Joe:] 'Uhhh, that really wasn't acid.
That was just a little piece of paper I ripped off of my notebook.'
[Silence]

[M2:] 'Wha It's probly this weed I'm smokin', man.'
[Joe:] 'Oh, that weed.'
[M2:] 'That Thai bud, man.'
[Joe:] 'Whoa.'
[M2: Laughing] 'Everything's hilarious.'
[Joe: Laughing] 'That's funny man. Look at that guy.'
[M2: Laughing] 'That's funny man.'
[Joe: Laughing] 'Look at that guy's hat man.'
[M2: Laughing] 'Everything's funny to me, man.'
[Joe:] 'Right. Hey, how man bones didya smoke A few joints, man'
[M2:] 'I had about four.'
[Joe:] 'Whoa, that's a lot of bones to be smokin', man.'
[M2:] 'The whole thing's man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, you sucked 'em down yerself.'
[M2:] 'Ain't that hilarious!'
[Joe:] 'You didn't wanna share, didja'
[M2:] 'It was great stuff, man.'
[Joe:] 'Aww, yeah, hey I got some news on that stuff too.'
[M2:] 'Hey what man'
[Joe:] 'That's the stuff I sold you, right
[M2:] 'Yeah, right.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah'
[M2:] 'It's funny, man.'
[Joe:] 'Well, well, uh..'
[M2:] 'I'm wasted off it, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, well that's good. You smoked it, right'
[M2:] 'Right.'
[Joe:] 'Well that really wans't weed.'
[Pause]
[Joe:] 'No it wasn't, it was pencil shavings in a bag.'
[Silence]

[Joe:] 'Yeah.'
[M2:] 'Well, it's probably this beer.
This beer I'm drinking, man. I must be drunk off it or something.
Ya know, I had about eighteen of them, man.'
[Joe:] 'Whoa, oh really!'
[M2:] 'I'm just..wasted off 'em.'
[Joe:] 'That's a lot of beer for a man to drink.'
[M2:] 'Man, I gotta pea pretty soon, man.'
[Joe:] 'You didn't dump 'em out in the woods, didja'
[M2:] 'No..no..no.. I drank all of them.'
[Joe:] 'Right, yeah. I saw you..that's good. Hey didja eat today'
[M2:]'No, I'm on an empty stomach.'
[Joe:] 'Whoa, you must be ..yea.. extra buzz for you.'
[M2:] '..And that's why I'm so wasted off it man, it's like I'm seeing things, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, you can hardly stand, man.'
[M2:] 'You should take my car keys, cuz I can't drive, man.'
[Joe:] 'Right, right.'
[M2:] 'I can barely walk.'
[Joe:] 'Hey man, you better open those eyes up, they're half shut.'
[M2:] 'There's two of you, man. I can't see anymore, man, I'm blind!'
[Joe:] 'Right.. I got the beers, huh I'm the man, right'
[M2:] 'Yeah, you are the man.'
[Joe:] 'Say it. Say I'm the man.'
[M2:] 'Yer da man!!'
[Joe:] 'Okay, well that beer..'
[M2:] 'Yeah'
[Joe:] 'There was no alcohol in that beer.'
[Pause]
[Joe:] 'That was non-alcoholic.
So..uhh..again, I'm gonna have to bust you on this one.
You're lying.'
[Silence]

[M2: Mumbling] 'I'll be right back.'
[Joe:] 'Ok, buddy, you go sober up.'
[Walking different directions, gun goes off]
[Joe:] 'Oh my God! He killed himself! He killed himself!'
[Runs over]
[Joe:] 'Oh my God! You killed yerself, buddy.'
[M2:] 'Yeah, I'm dead, man.'
[Joe:] 'Oh my, oh yer dead.'
[M2:] 'Yeah, I'm dead, man.'
[Joe:] 'That is awefull.'
[M2:] 'There's a big white light and everything, man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah! Well you showed us all, man.'
[M2:] 'Oh man, I'm so peaceful here man.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, you see anything weird, or..'
[M2:] 'My relatives, man, a big white light, and my grandfather's there and..'
[Joe:] 'Ooooh, I remember him, he's a good guy.'
[M2:] 'He's still wearing the same clothes, and..'
[Joe:] 'Hey, say hello fer me, huh'
[M2:] 'Hey man, Joe says hi, man.'
[Joe: Chuckling] 'Right.'
[M2:] 'It's yeah..My uncle's here and...'
[Joe:] 'Right..right.. Hey I got some news for ya. This is so funny.'
[M2:] 'Yeah What, man'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, yeah, before you go, up to heaven.
The gun, you killed yerself with, that's the one I sold you, right'
[M2:] 'Yeah.'
[Joe:] 'Yeah, well that was a cap gun.
So, there's no way you could have killed yourself.'
[Pause]
[Joe:] 'Yeah, that's right, ok.. I'm going back to the party. Ok, take care.'
[Walks back]

[M2: Whimpering and crying] 'I'm moving to a different town man.'

[Four weeks later]

[Pouring drink]
[M2:] 'Oh this beer is great, man.
This tequila is really strong, man.
It's got a worm, and everything in it, man.'
[Buffoon:] 'Fuckin' shit!'
[M2:] 'All being in the sun, you're even more wasted.
Fuckin' shit is right, man!
I am totally wasted now, man.
I should maybe get an umbrella or something and go in the shade.'
[Buffoon:] 'I know a guy who can suck his own dick.'
[M2:] 'Yeah, I know a guy who can do that too.
He's the drummer from Molly Hatchet and one night we had two cases of Southern Comfort, man.
We were so wasted off it.
I'm serious man.'

That Smell
Lynard Skynard

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before

One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

DRINKIN' FROM THE BOTTLE
Bobby Bare

Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart,
Cryin’ blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren’t that hard.
And some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart,

Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.
Harlan sing us "Heartaches By the Number", one more time.
Johnny tell us how that woman helped you walk the line.
Willie sing us "Hello Walls", cuz we all know our parts.

(hello – hello)

Been drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.
That blonde there, sittin’ on the floor,
My sad song made her cry,
I think she caught my zipper,
‘Bout the time I caught her eye.
For she can take my body home
But who’s gonna drive the car?
We been drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.

Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.
Cryin’ blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren’t that hard.
Some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart.

Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.
Now I sip my Chivas, from a fancy crystal glass,
A young, ambitious, eight-piece hot band,
A-pushin’ at my ass.
Well, I was singin’ for the money,
I think back to the start,
When we were drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.

So let’s start drinkin’ from the bottle, singin’ from the heart,
Cryin’ blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren’t that hard.
Some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart.
Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.
Drinkin’ from the bottle and singin’ from the heart.

Lickin' Toads Again
Fred Zeppelin


Lickin' toads again
Tastin' reptiles, lord knows where they've been
Havin' wild hallucinations with my friends
And we can't wait to be lickin' toads again

Frenchin' frog rear-ends
It's a practice that I can't defend
They're not as potent, and it takes 'bout nine or ten
Oh, I can't believe just where my lips have been

Seems we just can't win
Like a bus of Deadheads swervin' down the highway
Toads we never lend
We heard that AIDS is spread by both the gay way
And from toad play

Hope it's an honest sin
If they hop we stick in safety pins
Or a bug, lick any critter from end to end
We're just lookin' for a brand-new mind to bend

'Cause they're our best friends
We order frog legs when we're out to dinner
Every now and then
We have to drink a Compound-W chaser
The wart eraser

Every bye and bye
I get the sudden urge to swallow flies
A tongue so long that I can zap my own rear end
Oh, I can't wait to be lickin' toads again
I can't wait to be lickin' toads again
Oh, I can't wait to be lickin' toads again

The Last Shot
Lou Reed

The last shot should have killed me
Pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall
With my fall, fall, fall; fall, fall, fall
Gimme a double, give yourself one too
Gimme a short beer, and one for you, too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

Whiskey, Burbon, Vodka, Scotch
I don't care what it is you got
I just wanna know that it's my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit feeling good
See, this here's where I chipped my tooth
Shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot

Here's a toast to all that's good and
Here's a toast to hate
An' here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting
When I say I'm getting straight
When I say I'm getting straight

'Cause when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

fuck me phil.........

lickin' toads man.......i know the are an hallucinogen but.......i'll stick to the doobies.

*still laughing ass of about toads*

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

Roll, roll, roll your joint;
twist it at the end,
take a puff, that's enough
and pass it to a friend...

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

Over the Hill
Ten Years After

Return to Top
I got water on the brain
My mind is like a drain
Here I go again
Over the hill

My eyes don't see too clear
I'm not sure what I hear
Seems I'm goin' clear
Over the hill

Like a cripple and his crutch
I have leaned a bit too much
Seems as I shall never touch
Again

Now it seems it's plain to see
That the stuff is killing me
Got to quit so I'll be free
Again

I've got too much to lose
No one can fill my shoes
Think I'll leave the blues
Over the hill

we used to say it like.......

roll,roll,roll a joint and pass it down the line
take a toke,inhale the smoke
and blow your fucking mind.

thanx uncle mystro

Afroman - Because I Got High


I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I was gonna go to work but then I got high
I just got a new promotion but I got high
now I'm selling dope and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
they took my whole paycheck and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
Now I am a paraplegic - because I got high [repeat 3X]

I was gonna pay my car note until I got high
I was gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high
now the tow truck is pulling away and I know why
- because I got high [repeat 3X]

I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
I was gonna eat yo pussy too but then I got high
now I'm jacking off and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I messed up my entire life because I got high
I lost my kids and wife because I got high
now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why
- cause I got high [repeat 3X]

I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
and if I dont sell one copy I know why
- cause I'm high [repeat 3X]

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

Red Guitar
Loudon Wainright III

Used to have a red guitar
'Till I smashed it one drunk night
Smashed in the classic form
As Peter Townshend might
Threw it in the fireplace
I left it there a while
Kate she started cryin when
She saw my sorry smile

Red guitar was made of wood
Could not take the heat
Red guitar it caught on fire
And the damage was complete
It burned until all that was left
Was six pegs and six strings
Kate she said, "You are a fool
You've done a foolish thing"

Placed the remains in the case
And I put the case away
Went to New York City
For a new guitar the next day
I bought myself a blonde guitar
I had it for three days
Some junkie stole my blonde guitar
God works in wonderous ways

The Fly will be looking for Mary st when he sees this.
http://volcano.photobucket.com/album.../pot_sale2.jpg

Are you sure that's not flyman's house? Fuckin roofers have to do something in the winter. :lol:

shhhh..........don't tell anyone that's where i live man.

they'll all be over for a deal.................eh


hey splck...............quit stalkin' me dude.

Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers - MARY JANE'S LAST DANCE

She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' momma who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night

Well she moved down here at the age of 18
She blew the boys away, it was more than they'd se en
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
She said, "I dig you baby but I got to keep movin'"
...on, keep movin' on

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm
Tired of this town again

Well I don't know what I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I'm tired of screwing up, I'm tired of goin' down
I'm tire of myself, I'm tired of this town
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Honey put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm
Tired of this town again

T here's pidgeons down in Market Square
She's standin' in her underwear
Lookin' down from a hotel room
Nightfall will be comin' soon
Oh my my, oh hell yes
You've got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry when I woke up al one
I hit the last number, I walked to the road

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm
Tired of this town again

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.

cuz of you my man phil............i've been gettin' into john prine lately.

he's got some great tunes out there.


many thanx for turnin' me onto him.

hey flyman its me again just had a "smoke" and was listening to this song thought you might like it peace.



Sublime- Smoke Two Joints

LYRICS (she was living in a single room with three other individuals.
One of them was a male and the other two, well, the other two were females.
God only know what they were up to in there.
And furthermore susan, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them
Habitually smoke marijuana cigarettes... reefers)

I smoke two joints in the morning.
I smoke two joints at night.
I smoke two joints in the afternoon, it makes me feel alright
I smoke two joints in time of peace, and two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more

Smoked cigarettes ’til the day she died
Toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
Smoked cigarettes ’til the day she died
Toke a big spliff of some good sensamill...
Easy-e were ya ever caught slippin’? hell no!

Daddy he once told me son you be hard workin’ man
And momma she once told me son you do the best you can
But, then one day I met a man who came to me and said
Hard work good, and hard work fine but first take care of head

(guitar solo)

Whoa, rock me tonight,
Whoa-oh, jah sake,
Whoa-ohh

Heaven and Mud
Loudon Wainright III

We were up in heaven
But now we're in the mud
We fell off the wagon
You should have heard the thud
We were so superior
But that was just a phase
We were high on life
For fourteen boring days

Bartenders got insulted
When we would insist
On ginger ale, Perrier
Or soda with a twist
On the airplane we were good guys
We sat where folks don't smoke
At the party they were all surprised
When we turned down a toke

We kicked nicotine and caffeine
And alcohol and cannibis
We copped an ounce of clarity and
We scored a pound of bliss
But I kept having nightmares
And you kept gaining weight
We gave in to our withdrawal pains
And finally took the bait

In no time we were hooked again
Suckers that we are
Life of every party and
The fly in every bar
Two weeks on the wagon
'Till we toppled off
I got back my headaches
And you got back your cough

We were up in heaven
But now we're in the mud
We fell off the wagon
You should have heard the thud
We were so superior
But that was just a phase
We were high on life
For fourteen boring days
We were high on life
For fourteen boring days

New Amphetamine Shriek
by The Fugs

I don't have a bedtime
I don't need to cum
For I have become
An amphetamine bum
If you don't like sleeping
And don't want to screw
Then you should take lots
Of amphetamine too

These stimulant games
Can make life so sweet
I can walk down the street
Without moving my feet
My brain works so fleet
I can outwit the heat
And I never feel beat
And I don't need to eat

I'm always excited
I just love to walk
My jaws keep on moving
And turning out talk
I love to draw pictures
In layers and layers
And say the words backwards
When I say my prayers

There's nine bouncing people
In one little room
The vectors are threading
Eternity's loom
It's not bad for brain cells
The doctors proclaim
It's almost as safe as
That good old cocaine

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...

Ain't Hurtin' Nobody
John Prine

I'm a walkin' down the street like Lucky Larue
Got my hand in my pocket I'm thinkin' 'bout you
I ain't hurtin' nobody
I ain't hurtin' no one

There's three hundred men in the state of Tennessee
They're waiting to die, they won't never be free
I ain't hurtin' nobody
I ain't hurtin' no one

Six million seven hundred thousand and thirty-three lights on
You think someone could take the time to sit down
And listen to the words of my song

At the beach in Indiana I was nine years old
Heard Little Richard singing "Tutti Frutti"
From the top of a telephone pole
I wasn't hurtin' nobody
I wasn't hurtin' no one

There's roosters laying chickens and chickens layin' eggs
Farm machinery eating people's arms and legs
I wasn't hurtin' nobody
I wasn't hurtin' no one

Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme
You'd think that waitress could get my order
Right the first time

She's sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn
That gal's been grinning since the day she was born
She ain't hurtin' nobody
She ain't hurtin' no one

I used to live in Chicago where the cold wind blows
I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold
I wasn't hurtin' nobody
I wasn't hurtin' no one

You can fool some of the people part of the time
In a rock and roll song
Fifty million Elvis Presley fans
Can't be all wrong

http://img4.photobucket.com/albums/0...yjoe/44245.jpg

long way to the top, if you want to rock and roll, flyman!

man.........we rock'n'roll here every day my friend.

i fugured you can't see his face.....so.....that's my son on the drums and i got the bass goin' with my brother in-law kickin' the shit outta his guitar

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thanx eh joe..........

man love the marilyn posters she rocks. nice set-up.

Reefer Head Woman
Aerosmith

I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
(Good Lord)
Woh...I got a reefer head a woman
She fell right down from the sky

Well, I gots to drink me a two fifths of whiskey
Just to get half as high

When the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Oooh...when the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town

Well, when he was feelin' high
Oooh...he sure should have been feelin' low

Oh Mr. Perry!

I got a reefer headed woman
Lord...she fell right down from the sky
Uuum...got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky

Lord, I gots to drink me two fifths of whiskey
Just to get, just to get, half as high

Roadhouse Blues
The Doors


Yeah

Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we're goin' to the Roadhouse
We're gonna have a real
Good time

Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that's for the people
Who like to go down slow

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

Do it, honey, do it

You gotta roll, roll, roll
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Thrill my soul
You gotta beep a gunk a chucha
Honk konk konk
You gotta each you puna
Each ya bop a luba
Each yall bump a kechonk
Ease sum konk
Ya, ride

Ashen lady, Ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now

Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future's uncertain, and the end is always near

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

I gotta pretty good feeling the flyman knows exactly what Morrison means here :lol:

Fight For Your Right
Beastie Boys

Kick it!

You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go
You ask you mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!"
You missed two classes and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

You gotta fight for your right to party

You pops caught you smoking and he said, "No way!"
That hypocrite smokes two packs a day
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best porno mag Bust it!

[repeat chorus]

Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
I'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hair
Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys!

[repeat chorus]

Cocaine
J. J. Cale

If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out.
Cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground.
Cocaine.


She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie;
Cocaine.


If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues.
Cocaine.
When your day is done and you wanna run.
Cocaine.


Chorus

If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on.
Cocaine.
Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back.
Cocaine.


Chorus

Chorus

yessiree....................roll baby roll..........:D

Chug All Night
Eagles

You scare me a bit,
but that's all right
you know when I want you
most every night
And I've been meaning to tell
you baby that it makes no sense
still I'm finally convinced
yeah yeah
I believe we could chug all night
I believe we could hug all night
The band is loose and the groove
is right you're so much woman I
believe we could chug all night
On the day that I die, well
I just might scream
If I'm alive in the morning
Ill be alive in a dream
You better listen to me baby
Cause you know that I'm hung on you
till I'm blind and black and blue
No one else will do
I do believe we chug all night
I believe we could hug all night
The band is loose and the groove is right
You're so much woman I believe
we could chug all night
No woman ever do what you do
High on a pleasure wheel
No devil ever cast a voodoo
so long and dark and real
We're gonna do a little chugging
We're gonna do a little hugging
The band is loose and the groove is right
I'm wired for sound
Are you wired for light?
And you're so much woman,
I believe we could chug all night
I said a yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Woo! It's only midnight baby
Come on and do it to me

(this is a request from k-dub...)

Smokin' Banana Peels
Dead Milkmen

Burrow owl burrow owl burrow owl

Smokin' banana peels, see how it feels
Living is easy with ice cubes
The world is swimmin' with electric eels
Talk seriously to me brother
Smokin' banana peels, savin' the seals
There are four me's living all together
Got to keep an even keel
You've got to take life serially
Smokin' banana peels in between meals
I was all pumped up about the iron
Let's all pray get down and kneel

Smokin' banana peels sound like this

Mellow, it's so mellow
Mellow, it's so mellow
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Mellow, it's so mellow oh oh oh-oh oh
Mellow, it's so mellow
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
No! It's so mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya

Smokin' banana peels, nothin' is real
Mites are living in your eyelashes
People are makin' important deals
They're my fingernails and I'm keeping em
Smokin' banana peels, savin' the seals
(???)
Up and down between your heels
Dip your breasts in shimmering lip balm
Talk to me about Elvis
Take Elvis for a walk and shut up

Drunken Lullabies
Flogging Molly

Must it take a life for hatful eyes
To glisten once again
Five hundred years like Gelignite
Have blown us all to hell
What savior rests while on his cross we die
Has the Shepard led his lambs astray
to the bigot and the gun

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I watch and stare as Rosin`s eyes
Turn a darker shade of red
And the bullet with this sniper lie
In their bloody gutless cell
Must we starve on crumbs from long ago
Through these bars of men made steel
Is it a great or little thing we fought
Knelt the conscience blessed to kill

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

Ah, but maybe it`s the way you were taught
Or maybe it`s the way we fought
But a smile never grins without tears to begin
For each kiss is a cry we all lost
Though there is nothing left to gain
But for the banshee that stole the grave
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I sit in and dwell on faces past
Like memories seem to fade
No colour left but black and white
And soon will all turn grey
But may these shadows rise to walk again
With lessons truly learnt
When the blossom flowers in each our hearts
Shall beat a new found flame

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

High Time
Grateful Dead

You told me goodbye
How was I to know
You didn't mean goodbye
You meant please don't let me go
I was having a high time
Living the good life
Well I know

The wheels are muddy
Got a ton of hay
Now listen here baby
'Cause I mean what I say
I'm having a high time
Living the good life
Well I know

I was losing time, I had nothing to do
No-one to fight, I came to you
Wheels broke down, leader won't draw
The line is busted, the last one I saw

Tomorrow comes trouble
Tomorrow comes pain
Now don't think too hard, baby
'Cause you know what I'm saying
I could show you a high time
Living the good life
Don't be that way

Nothing's for certain
It could always go wrong
Come in when it's raining
Go on out when it's gone
We could have us a high time
Living the good life
Well I know

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:D

BECAUSE I GOT HIGH
By: Afroman


It's like I don't care about nothin' man
Role another blunt, Yeah cuz
(Yeah x 2)

I was gonna clean my room, until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom, But then I got high
My room is still messed up And I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to class, before I got high
I coulda' cheated and I coulda passed, but I got high
I'm taking it next semester and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to work, but then I got high
I just got a new promotion, but I got high
Now I'm selling dope and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to court, before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high (No you weren't)
They took my whole pay check, and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high,
Because I got high
Because I got high

I wasn't gonna run from the cops but I was high, (I'm serious man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high
Now I'm a paraplegic, and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna pay my car a note, until I got high
I wasn't gonna gamble on the boat, but then I got high
Now the tow truck's pulling away, and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high, I'm serious
I was gonna eat your pussy to, but then I got high
Now i'm jacking off and I know why, (turn this shit off) 'cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high

I messed up my entire life, because I got high
I lost my kids and wife , because I got high
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk, and I know why, (why man) 'cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high

I'm gonna stop singing this song, because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong, because I'm high
And if I don't sell one copy I know why, (why man) 'cuz I'm high,
because I'm high, because I'm high

pj, didn't you play this one before?

(or somebody did...)

thanks guys................

[whimper][snivel]:you guys are fuckin' awsome:[whimper][snivel]

Yeah, somebody might have.

I confess to laziness in searching

fly needs to hear it twice though, you know how forgetful he can be :crazy:

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

Ben Harper

Burn One Down


let us burn one
From end to end
And pass it over
To me my friend
Burn it long, we'll burn it slow
To light me up before i go

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down
Yes i'm gonna burn one down

My choice is what i choose to do
And if i'm causing no harm
It shouldn't bother you
Your choice is who you choose to be
And if your causin' no harm
Then you're alright with me

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down
Yes i'm gonna burn one down

Herb the gift from the earth
And what's from the earth
Is of the greatest worth
So before you knock it try it first
You'll see it's a blessing
And not a curse

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down