(woof woof!)
yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)
in the snow-covered Alps where the mountains are tallthere lives a brave dog with a strange yodel callwhen people are lost and they are afraidit's St. Bernie the Sno-Dog who comes to their aid
with a keg full of brandy and a heart full of hopehe keeps a lone vigil on a cold mountain slopehe's big and he's furry, he's a very nice dogthere's only one thing wrong, he drinks his own grog
yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)yo-de-lay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)
now it happened that St. Nick was well on his waywhen along came a blizzard and cracked up his sleighhe was buried in snow with his faithful reindeerwhile millions of hearts waited for his good cheeryo-de-lay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-ay-ee-ee-oh (hiccup)
the wind blew, and snow fell all over the placetil poor old St. Nicholas was blue in the face (achoo!)when suddenly he heard a most beautiful sound (hiccup)'twas Bernie the Sno-Dog to the rescue, he found
(woof! woof woof!)
good old St. Bernie uncovered St. Nickwith a brandy-soaked tongue he gave him a lickBernie opened his keg and gave him a swigso old St. Nick sat up and danced him a jig
and when he departed, his sleigh filled with hollyit was easy to see why St. Nick was so jollyjolly jolly (woof) jolly jolly (woof woof woof) jolly jolly (woof) jolly (woof) jolly jolly (woof)
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 01:06 (ten years ago) link
it's Spanky and Our Gangrunning through fields of cloverholding hands, jumping over the moonsinging a song, sing alongif you wanna be happylike Spanky and Our Gang
it's Spanky and Our Ganglaughing like a bunch of childrenflying high in a yellow balloonhaving a ball, come alongif you wanna be happylike Spanky and Our Gang
she's like a young pied piper, leading all the children down a golden roadwith a golden hornand with the windshield wipershe's conducting the singingand it sounds like angels on a ~Sunday Morning~
and Spanky and Our Gangriding in a top-down buggythrowing flowers to people they seethey threw one to me, climb aboardif you wanna be happylike Spanky and Our Gang
and Spanky and Our Gangriding in a top-down buggythrowing flowers to people they seethey threw one to me, climb aboardif you wanna be happylike Spanky and Our GangSpanky and Our GangSpanky and Our GangSpanky and Our GangSpanky and Our GangSpanky and Our Gang
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 01:08 (ten years ago) link
I know just what I'll do. I'm gonna build a snowman. Cuz since he left I'm blue, and it's better than having no man.
I'll make him just your sizewith buttons for his eyesa carrot for his nosehe'll wear some worn-out clothes
he might not look as good as youbut he won't be untrueI'm gonna build myself a snowmanto take the place of you
though his lips will be coldat least he's mine to holdI'll never say, "gee whiz"not knowing where he is
I know he'll wait for me outsidemy [????????????????????]I'm gonna build myself a snowmanto take the place of you
like snowflakes from the skiesto fall down from my eyesbut maybe soon I'll findyou've had a change of mind
until the day that you decideto come back and be trueI'm gonna settle for a snowmancuz it's better than having no mansettle for a snowmanto take the place of youI'll have to settle for a snowmanI'll have to settle for a snowmanI'll have to settle for a snowmanI'll have to settle for a snowman
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 01:37 (ten years ago) link
(Wonder what turn this thread will take next)
― Blecch Dreieinigkeitsmoses (James Redd and the Blecchs), Sunday, 3 November 2013 01:38 (ten years ago) link
ideally it will go something like...
5 years pass...
hey
― Margo Guryan, Monday, April 8, 2019 6:38 PM (5 minutes ago)
wtf
That's my song! I haven't thought about that song in years!
― Margo Guryan, Monday, April 8, 2019 6:39 PM (4 minutes ago)
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 01:58 (ten years ago) link
once upon a time a long time agothere was a man but his name wasn't Joehis name was Stevehis name was Stevenhis name was Stevenhis name was Steve
he grew up in a town called Minneapolis, Minnesotyand when he grew up, they called him Uncle Harryif he was our child, we'd name him...Bill! George! Sue! anything but Harry!?
then he met the Christners and the Williams toothey had a lot of fun, they had a hellabalooand we're so glad to have him here that we would like to say:happy birthday, Uncle Harry!?
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 02:00 (ten years ago) link
I'm in love with the Ooo-Ooo Manhe was born and raised in Schnitt-Schnitt Landand his first name is the same as his last
oh the things he says just flutter my heart (flutter my heart, flutter my heart)but mind you, he never brings sorrow
I may look elegant now, but Crazy Horse gets this tomorrow
we were once behind a kogena girl(sp?)(kogena girl, kogena girl)and we waited as he tried to date herbut my love became impatient
pick up your big black shoe and put it on the accelerator
oh, Mr. Ooo-Ooo, just say the word(just say the word, just say the word)say two or three if you care to
I will roll on the floor, do a jig on the door(she will roll on the floor, do a jig on the door)change my clothes and even my hairdo
(ooo ooo ooo! schnitt schnitt schnitt!)
even though he doesn't think of me(day and night, night and day)[and probably barely]that doesn't mean I think of him lessin fact I think of other things rarely
remember, girls, please don't stop hoping! never say your love is wasted! love is only for giving! it's something that cannot be taken!
(ooo ooo ooo! schnitt schnitt schnitt! ooo ooo ooo! schnitt schnitt schnitt!)
thank you ever so, oh Schnitt-Schnitt Land(Schnitt-Schnitt Land, Schnitt-Schnitt Land)for giving the world a grand boypresenting his friends with his ooo-ooosand bringing so very much joyjoy
I'm gonna go put on my rubber chicken suit with the beat
I'm in love with the Ooo-Ooo Manhe was born and raised in Schnitt-Schnitt LandI'm in love, I'm in loveI'm in love, I'm in loveI'm in love, I'm in loveI'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in loveI'm in love, I'm in loveI'm in love, I'm in love
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 02:30 (ten years ago) link
the boy I love is very sweetI know that he is truebut he's the type that when you meetand say how do you dohe says...
I do 130 in the full house deucewith the Corvette mill running nitro juicedig those pipes when I unravelhave goodies, will travel
he takes me for a moonlight rideI snuggle over nearand while we're sitting side by sidehe whispers in my earhe says...
the moonshine's crazy in my triple chrome potgot a brand new mag and it's awful hotupholstery's pleated, rolled, and paddledbody's raked, and channeled
our dates go on and on like thisabove the engine's roarwhen I expect a goodnight kisshe leaves me at the doorand says...
I'll meet you Sunday at the old drag stripwhen they clock this iron it'll make 'em flipnothing peels out like these slickswe'll 10 ET, that's quicksville
the boy I love is very sweethe taught me something newnow if you meet me on the streetand say, "how do you do?"I'll say...
I do 130 in the full house deucewith the Corvette mill running nitro juiceour romance is getting largershe bought meI bought himshe bought mea super charger
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 14:57 (ten years ago) link
I know he'll wait for me outsidemy [????????????????????]
I know he'll wait for me outsidemy house all winter through
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 15:01 (ten years ago) link
paper flowers stare at mefrom the corner of my roomand somewhere in the darka man is crying for his doom
and an orange lantern in the middle of my ceilingpaints within my mind a feelingof security revealingthe fearful insecurityof some lost and wandering soulfor whom Christ diedbut he doesn't even knowthat there I sit within my bright and cheery roomnot concerned at allthat there's a world about to fallinto the darkest depths of Hell
"oh well", I sayand snuggle into the perfect loving wholeof a God who cared so muchhe saved my soul
I lend a small restricted hand andsay I'm doing what I canhow can you be so blindcan't you see they need to findthe perfect peace of mindfrom the love of God so kind
oh I lend a small restricted hand andsay I'm doing what I canhow can you be so blindcan't you see they need to findthe perfect peace of mindfrom the love of God so kind
and there I sit within my bright and cheery roomnot concerned at all that there's a world about to fallinto the darkest depths of Hell
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 3 November 2013 15:22 (ten years ago) link
when I was a young boy[???] gave me no joyI must've overactedthey didn't get attractedcuz of all this dramaI went and told my mamashe said, "son, I know how you feelyou gotta use your sex appeal, uh-huh"
when I grew in staturecan't be looking atchatry to turn away-ayyou didn't want to stay-aya flicker of my eyelida subtle move of my headand you might have to wriggle and squealcuz I began to use my sex appeal, uh-huh
the moral of the storyis if you're wanting glorylacking in attractionlooking for some actionis listen to your mamapolish up your karmayou don't have to fiddle or stealyou've got to use your sex appeal, uh-huh
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Monday, 4 November 2013 00:43 (ten years ago) link
your imitation of love was a ridiculous thingat the expense of an innocent heartnow go on and mimic a man who wants love back againand doesn't even know where to start
stand naked, clown, you have nothing to wearyou've lost your cloak of laughter, and your broken heart is barestand in the spotlight so the whole world will knowabout the tears that follow, [???} a very funny show
get down on your knees and hold up your handsit seems you've lost your stature, and you don't walk like a mantears have smeared your makeup, and your act is down the drainhere's your final curtain, and the only thing that's certainis you stand naked, clown, in shame
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 00:57 (ten years ago) link
1-2-3-4
I've been collecting matches for 20 years or moreI've got about a hundred thousand books of them sitting in my end table drawerso that if Raquel Welch ever come knocking at my doorand asked me for a match for her cigarette, I'll be ready
I sit around in my underwear watching Gunsmoke, drinking a cold beer, when all of the sudden I hear a knock on the door. I say, "Who's that?" I think it's the guy downstairs coming up to borrow something.
"Just me!"
I say, "Who's me?"
She said, "Raquel Welch".
I say, "Hey, come on with that [???]." I figured what the hell, I think it's some chick, anyway that's better than nothing, so I go to the door, I look out and what, sure enough it is Raquel Welch, I mean what's that? "Raquel Welch, what the hell you doing in this neighborhood?"
"So I was just walking through, I visited my old mother around the corner, and as I'm slumming through I thought I'd come here."
I said, "Yeah, come on in."
She said, "Well I just wanted to light up a cigarette, and I figured I'd need a match, but I don't have a match."
I say, "Hey listen, matches." well I said, "I got a lot of matches." I said, "Come on in and get a match." I run over to the end table, get a match and light up a cigarette.
She goes, "hhhHHHhhhhooo! Oooooh, that feels good!" She says, "Oh, you have no idea how good that cigarette tastes." [???]
I say yeah. I said, "Why don't you sit down for a while." I say, "you want to watch Gunsmoke?"
She says, "Well I don't really like TV."
I said, "Well you want to listen to music?"
She said ok. So I go in there, I put on some good sides. I sit down. I say, "Hey, your feet must be tired for walking around. I said, "Want to take your shoes off and sort of sit around?"[???]
"Does this light bother you? A little too bright?"
She says, "Yeah, a little bright." I turn off the light.
I say, "You want to slip into something a little more comfortable?"
...and the next thing you know we're going steady, yeah. Why? Cuz I was ready!
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 02:04 (ten years ago) link
oh fuck you songmeanings dot net
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 02:10 (ten years ago) link
well now I got a girl and you might say she's a little bit slightly jadedshe thinks the ordinary way of making love is highly overrated
between her wild imagination and the strange deviationsI think she's going to blow my mindcause every time I try to get into bedhere is what I find:
she's got her vibrator and a cream applicatorgot her amyl nitrite boxgot a bearskin rug and a outlet plugfor small electric shocks
she got a black lace slip and a big bullwhipshe got a whole lot of LSDshe got so many things in the goddamn bedshe got no room for meno room for me
well I come around to see her just the other afternoonand I find her getting her kicksfrom a python snake and a whip cream cakeand a forty Ethiopian chicks
I said baby, let me help yolet me help you straighten your head"she said if you really want to help me, Sheljust set fire to the bed
she's got her vibrator, got a cream applicatorher amyl nitrite boxgot a bearskin rug and an outlet plugfor small electric shocksgot a black lace slip and a big bullwhipwhole lot of DMTgot so many things in the goddamn bedshe got no room for meno room for me
well I sent a psychiatrist around to see hershe got so so confusedthat now he's swinging from a chandelierand he's wearing her high heel shoes
she wants to get hit and then she wants to get bitand I just ain't getting no sleepso I'm going to leave before I get sickand I'm taking my floppy sheep with me
she's got her vibrator, got a cream applicatorgot her amyl nitrite boxshe got a bearskin rug and an outlet plugfor small electric shocksshe got a black lace slip and a big bullwhipshe's got some marijuana, school of piranhagot some plastic mac and a medieval rackshe's got some football cleats and some satin sheetsshe's got some zigzag papers and jar of capersgot a leather dildo and a friend named Hildagot, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmshe got some mmmmmmmmmmmmmmvaseline and a movie screensome magazines...
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 02:33 (ten years ago) link
kissin'we turn the light down low, it's kissin'all through the TV show it's kissin'he's not content with one or two
but how can I explainthis kissin's nearly driving me insanefor every time I think that I'll complainhe just does it all over again
he loves my kissin'there's never ever been such kissin'but I don't know how much I'd miss himif he were kissin' someone new
I'd like to see him kissin' someone new
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 07:24 (ten years ago) link
moontalkthat's the headlinesin the papersmen set deadlinescitizens read each wordwondering who'll be firstmoontalk, luna grazie [?]
spacementhey'll soon land thereon that love lightas it hangs therepeople will be amazedleaders will celebratespacemenmodern heroes
I just hope with humans thereit won't affect the youngwho for many centurieshave fell in love beneath that moon above
moontalkmoontalkmoontalkmoontalk
moontalkthat's the headlinesin the papersmen set deadlinescitizens read each wordwondering who'll be firstmoontalkmoontalkmoontalkmoontalkmoontalkmoontalk
― Remember! The cormorant is a big brrd. It has got a long neck. (unregistered), Sunday, 17 November 2013 08:09 (ten years ago) link
2 years pass...
moontalkthat's the headlinesin the papersmen set deadlinescitizens read each wordArmstrong was the firstmoon talk, luna grazie
spacementhey have been thereon that love lightas it hangs thereeveryone is amazedleaders all celebratespacemenmodern heroes
I just hope with people thereit won't affect the youngwho for many centurieshave fell in love beneath the moon above
moontalkthat's the headlinesin the papersmen set deadlinescitizens read each wordArmstrong was the firstmoontalk, luna graziespacemen, modern heroes
come spend a day with me and Ingemor my purple kangaroowe always have so much fun, we'd like to share some with youcome take a walk no matter how farplease come and spend the day with me and Ingemor
I know that we look kind of weird walking down the streetbut that makes it easier to talk to all the weird people we meetcome take a walk now join in the funhurry on, hop along before the day is done
by city hall we wave to the judges at the windowthey smile at us because we are the people they knowcome along and smile at the judges with mebut that's not all the fun as you will soon see
into the park we can converse with some squirrels that I knowIngemor hops away every day to look for some snowsit there on the bench if your feet are hotyou'll soon find what you are and not what you're not
into the store Ingemor reminded me we need some breadand he asked me to pick up some horseradish spreaddon't look so sick, we eat it all the timeit's very important, besides it's in rhyme
you've spent a day with me and Ingemor my purple kangaroodo you feel differently now? people usually doIngemor and I enjoy the finest things of lifehorseradish sauce...and the people in life
― his eye is on the sbarro (unregistered), Friday, 21 February 2014 05:15 (ten years ago) link
it may seem weird to write a song about a rockbut when I consider all the other stuff I write about, I said...why not?and commenced scribbling the lyrics heard here
Junipper is a special rockhe's really not sure just what he's notbut then, neither are the rest of us considering what we areJunipper is brown
he's really quite a handsome rock hanging from my hanging chairaw yes, he's suspended there like most people I knowmost of the time
it surprises me how much Junipper reminds me of so many people: he's quiet, reservedand very non-involved
hitting me on the head any time I sit downbut aside from that he's really not badnow all I have to do is worry about the rest of us
yes, the more I think of it the more I'd rather write songsabout rocks
― his eye is on the sbarro (unregistered), Friday, 21 February 2014 05:24 (ten years ago) link
baseball card fever (I really got it bad)baseball card fever
it started with my very first pack (oooooh first pack now)a dozen cards would come in a wrap (oooooh in a bag now)I collect 'em every chance I get (oooooh chance I get now)I haven't lost the fever yet
cuz I've got baseball card feverso bad
I meet my friends and we make deals (oooooh some deals now)I made some errors and some steals (oooooh some steals now)turned down an offer just the other day (oooooh the other day now)to trade my favorite card away
I watch TV for all of the gamesI know all of my players' namescards are stacking up on my floorpretty soon I won't get out the door
collect 'em til I get real old (oooooh real old now)by then they'll be as good as gold (oooooh good as gold now)I'm gonna keep 'em in the best of shape (oooooh lookin' great now)another pack I just can't wait
etc.
― tao lin wolf (unregistered), Saturday, 10 May 2014 01:07 (ten years ago) link
when I woke up this morningI was not surprised to seemy dog's eyes shining bright redhe was about to lunge at me
wouldn't it be scary to have a dog gone crazy?wouldn't it be scary to have a dog gone crazy?wouldn't it be scary to have a dog gone crazy?wouldn't it be scary to have a dog gone crazy?
I don't know what caused ithim giving me the evil eyeone more bark and he's had itno more room for him to lie
when I woke up this morningI was surprised to seemy dog chewed my nose offbecause of his insanity
― tao lin wolf (unregistered), Saturday, 10 May 2014 01:41 (ten years ago) link
he was a clear-sighted, clear-eyed, farseeingsharp-eyed guyhe had a way with wordshe was a little sly
he never fell for false charm fancy phrases that disarmed another kind of guyhis feet were on the groundhe knew the score
but she had those bedroom eyesthat piercing look that always tantalizedonly one man saw beyond her guisecold as marble, icy blueyeah, she had those bedroom eyesjust one look and you'd believe her liesunfulfilled desire was her disguise'cause she had icy blues
he met a friend in town who seemed forlorn and downwhat causes pain in him?what causes change in him?he was a strong man
the story he told seemed clear about this woman dearthat he had so desiredher eyes he thought were fireshe was his fuel
he didn't understand how any kind of man was so completely lostin any female formthat housed a heart of frost
he'd never known anyone who with their eyes made you numbthe signals were so crossedlogs on the fire she'd tossskate on thin ice
he was sitting in a bar right down the street not very farfrom where he saw his friendhe'd had a couple drinkshe was getting loose
he heard the music playhe saw the couple swayto some slow popular tunehe saw her cross the roomhe saw those eyes
he ordered two more drinksone for the lady and himthe gesture it seemed rightwhat never fell in his sightthe empty glass filled with...ICE!
the night he passed alonghe thought he'd found a songthat he could play once or twicewhat never fell in his sightsub-zero heart
you've probably heard this story beforeso you know what's in storewhen he came back from the johnprepared to charm and enticeto break the ice
he kind of looked aroundhe saw the lady was gonehe didn't understandwhy she had changed her planswhy did she leave?
Through hail, sleet, frost, and snow, he'd pursue until he found her. The problem was, he didn't know the ingredients that would stir her.
She'd loved a man sincerely many years ago, but one day he left her, said, "I don't love you anymore." And so when men approach her with phrases she's once heard, her eyes they go all icy blue. "I don't love you anymore"--frozen words.
but she had those bedroom eyesthat piercing look that always tantalizedonly one man saw beyond her guisecold as marble, icy blueyeah, she had those bedroom eyesjust one look and you'd believe her liesunfulfilled desire was her disguise'cause she had icy blues'cause she had icy blues'cause she had icy blues
― tao lin wolf (unregistered), Sunday, 25 May 2014 20:43 (ten years ago) link
read it in the papersomeone stabbed youit was really seriousbut you made it through
but just a few years laterthere would be more paincancer was your swansongbut your music remains
you were the underrated onethe dark horse of the bandyou were the underrated onethe dark horse of the band
something made you wealthystill an evergreen [???]but life in the shadowsmade you feel unseen
the the Fab Ones broke upyou were on your owna triple solo albumproved that you had grown
lots of people grievingwhen a genius diesbut according to your faithyou're with us in another guise
― tao lin wolf (unregistered), Sunday, 25 May 2014 21:14 (ten years ago) link
deck the halls with steel and mortarfa la la la la, la la la ladon't forget the purified waterfa la la la la, la la la la
don we now asbestos raimentfa la la la la, la la la laeasy terms and no down paymentfa la la la la, la la la la
see the blazing town before usfa la la la la, la la la lalet's give thanks our walls ain't porousfa la la la la, la la la la
praise we now our earnest laborfa la la la la, la la la lalove thy shelter, shoot thy neighbourfa la la la la, la la la la
― disinclination loops (unregistered), Monday, 15 September 2014 23:23 (nine years ago) link
a word for love, it feels the samebringing feelings I can't namelike soft and quiet summer nighttimescandlelight and ringing windchimes
and the elec-lovin-tricity is good as it should always bewhy can't everybody seefeel the way that it should be
friends who share, you know they carelike to see you, let you be youthere's no fear, you know it's good herethere's no fear, you know it's warm here
the traffic noise, the city frownsthey don't belong, could bring me downbut warm inside I'll have to singand know it doesn't mean a thing
elec-lovin-tricity is good as it should always bewhy can't everybody seefeel the way that it should be
― disinclination loops (unregistered), Monday, 15 September 2014 23:46 (nine years ago) link
outside she's happy, always a smileoutside the envy of allbut inside she wants a place to stopto think and untangle and for once just to talk
they speak without meaningthey look without seeingthey are without seeingis she one of them?
she cries behind the smile but nobody hearsthe mouths move silent and the blank eyes stareif two could but capture the golden afternoonglass would stain the blank, nature shares the tune
a statue smiles with a crack in her necklittle frozen children play with the dovethe dead snore softly as within goes withoutto embrace all-encompassing love
but the man with the sprinkler mentions the timethe union is severed and she must climbback into self suit, join the outsidebut this time there's a memory to warm (?) the inside
― disinclination loops (unregistered), Monday, 15 September 2014 23:58 (nine years ago) link
Toni, get up. This is Monday, honey. Toni, get outta that bed!
oh, how I dread, gosh how I dreadto hear my mama sayget upyou sleepyheadget upget outta that bedget upcause it's a Monday morning and you gotta go to school
brush your teethdon't want no tearscomb your hairwash behind your earshurry uphoney your breakfast is waiting and your oatmeal's gonna cool
speaking of oatmeal, your daddy's big and strong because he atein gobs of itfinish that oatmeal, and if you are lateit's gonna go hard on your report card
get upput your middy blouse onget upall the kiddies have goneget upcause it's a Monday morning and you gotta go to school
speaking of oatmealyour daddy's big and strong because he ate it(I hate it!)finish that o-o-oatmealand if you are lateit's gonna go hard on your report card
get upput your middy blouse onget upall the kiddies have goneget upcause it's a Monday morning and you gotta get updon't be so slowcause it wouldn't be right to be late for school
― GYBE ALFOTHAD download from mediafire - Type: .rar Size: 53.25 MB (unregistered), Sunday, 16 November 2014 20:12 (nine years ago) link
she earns her living by walking for milesthough she's dog-tired, she always smilesshe works in a bar and you're her guestshe's known by the name of a waitress
one rum with cola, one scotch and sodaone vodka with orange juiceone dry martini, two daiquirinisand a whiskey and a water too
she never seems to tire, the higher you geta-used to the drink you call the waitressshe knows you by name, she knows what you're drinkingby the end of the evening she knows what you think
she's heard every line that's ever been thrownby [?????] she goes home aloneshe's good with the talking, gets you out of a messthis little Confucius called a waitress
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Monday, 30 March 2015 23:49 (nine years ago) link
I was standing by the door when I saw you stagger up to the gateI grabbed a rolling pin but it's just about a second too lateI watched you pick up your suit and runand I said to myself, 'he's a drunken son of a gun'
well meanooh, you're meanyou're the devil's half brother and there ain't no in-betweenwhen you're mean I get mad and I raveyou'd better pick your undertaker cause they're already digging your grave
you're 6-foot-3 and you think you ain't nothing but manthey'll probably send you up for life if they [?????]you're sweet, ooh that's a facteven when I'm mad I keep a-wishing that I had you back
I bought a new shotgun and I'm just about ready to explodeI wouldn't shoot you for the world, but you're standing where I'm aiming a loadyou're sorry and you're all aloneyou'd better keep a-running cause it still ain't safe to come home
well meanooh, you're meanyou're the devil's half brother and there ain't no in-betweenwhen you're mean, I get mad and I raveyou'd better pick your undertaker cause they're already digging your graveyou'd better pick your undertaker cause they're already digging your graveyou'd better pick your undertaker cause they're already digging your grave
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Tuesday, 31 March 2015 00:41 (nine years ago) link
burgy dog food, you will like it, yes you wouldboy it's really something special
boy oh boy, what we doggies have to sufferin colour on tv, you won't believe itbut it's the truth, I've seen it tonightwith my own two doggy eyesone with meat, with fish, or ricegood grief, god brotherone even better than the other, oh boy,what to do, I really don't knowwhere it's leading to
burgy dog food, you will like it, yes you wouldboy it's really something specialburgy dog food will make another dog of youit's for every little rascal
dere are people, gee, they sure are stupidto think we have no taste, I just can't stand itI won't accept it, I refuseto be an underdog any longerthan to think there's something new that'll make you strongerso I wonder why you hesitatedon't be a fool and buy a platebefore it's too late
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Tuesday, 31 March 2015 01:17 (nine years ago) link
well they've turned me loose in a big old world all my ownthough I've got the world by the tail I don't seem to have a homeso I guess I'll just roam around up here in outer spacewell they've turned a knob and I've got the job, lord help the human race
old Sputnik they call me, I'm as crazy as a loonI'm pretty high up in the sky but I'll never reach the moonI don't know what they expect of me but they'll make all connectionswhy they blasted me off so doggone fast I didn't even get direction
coming close to old moon face, I thought I'd drop anchor and just look awhileI wonder why everyone wants to see him so bad, why he don't even smileup here beeping and chasing around I don't see what could be foundand believe me I'd rather be down there looking up than stuck up here looking down
well I've showed the world from side to side what's in my power to doI played my cards and I played 'em hot, the rest is up to youthere's a saying that's been a-going on, so let this be a token:'united we stand, divided we fall' — no words were truer spoken
well it's about time to be gliding alongso until I get back on this side of the world againthis here's old Sputnik signing off
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Wednesday, 1 April 2015 00:20 (nine years ago) link
Brenda Lee, she's a cutieflighty as a butterflybobby socks, ponytailsnubby to the flirty guy'twas only one thing on her mind and that was getting out of Central High
Brenda Lee, she's a sophomoreI never saw her laugh or cryshe's growing up so faststudied as her days went byshe's ranking third in her class in her second year at Central High
Brenda Lee, she's a seniorand brighter than the summer skyshe didn't dance, didn't datealways had an alibibut she shook up everybody at the prom dance at Central High
Brenda Lee, she's a beautyshe came in with a handsome guyshe sang songs, she entertainedand waved her alma mater goodbyeand had reporters [taking pictures of her?] walking out of Central High
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Tuesday, 7 April 2015 01:34 (nine years ago) link
doctor man, oh doctor manmy head needs fixing pleasemend my heart and bend my souland make my lips say *cheese*
dreams, doc, I'll tell you all my dreamsbut most of them are bluescared, doc, I'll tell you I'm so scaredI even came to you
what to do?tell me truewhat to do
what's wrong with my brother?what's wrong with my sister?what's wrong with my family?is it me?
my friends seem to shun mehow lonely can one be?what's wrong with society?is it me?what's the score?is it pornography? is it...
fun, doc, I'll tell you 'bout what's fun:I beg a while [?] to shake my canlove, doc, I'll tell you, doc, what's love:it's like when girl meets man
go smear 'em with serumgo comfort and cheer 'emdon't nobody hear 'em cry, not II've got things to doI've got tears for you of my ownwhat's new?tell me doc what's new
dreams, doc, I think I'll keep my dreamsand all my nightmares tooscared, doc, now wouldn't you be scaredif all your dreams came true?
what to do?tell me truewhat to do(doctor man, oh doctor man...)tell me true...
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Sunday, 12 April 2015 22:30 (nine years ago) link
hi, say, babywhy don't you come on overthe gang is coming overwe're gonna bop tonight
why don't you come on overthe crowd is coming overwe're gonna hop tonightyeah
we've got a brand new jukebox home todayand the pop bar's all set upI even heard my ma and daddy saythey wish that they knew how to bop
man, babywhy don't you come on overthey'll all be coming overwe're gonna rock tonight
babywhy don't you come on overthe crowd is coming overwe're gonna hop tonightyeah
we'll watch the Bandstand from the rumpus roomand no matter what they playwe'll put the same terrific records onthat all the DJs spin each day
boy, babywhy don't you come on overthey'll all be coming overwe're gonna rock tonightyeah
babywhy don't you come on overthe gang is coming overwe're gonna bop tonightyeah
it's gonna be the party of the yearwe've so much to celebrateyou spoil all my fun if you're not herenow that you are my steady date
man, babywhy don't you hurry overwe'll even tie up Roverso we could rock tonightyeah
man, boy, yeah
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Monday, 18 May 2015 00:42 (nine years ago) link
tag alongwhereverywhere we go you have to tag alonga little brother should not ought to drag alongeverywhere that teenage lovers gooh no
tag alongmovies are for more than just for looking atevery time you tag along we have a spatbut he and I agree that three's a crowd
so why don't you find something else to dolike taking strychninesay, you'd look finecaged up at the zoo
yet youtag alongso we can't even talk because you drag alonglife is such a problem when you tag alonglike there's not another thing to doyes youI (???) little brothers just like you
tag alongdon't you know you shouldn't always tag alongsomeone ought to tell you that it's awful wrongdon't you think we want to be alonesometimes
tag alongthere will come a day when you'll be dating Louthen I hope her little brother bothers youwhen you go where teenage lovers gooh
oh why oh why don't you just go find something else that you can dolike taking strychninesay, you'd look just finewith all the other monkeys up at the zoo
tag alongeverywhere we go you have to tag alongjust a lot of junk we have to drag alongto places little brothers shouldn't gooh nocause you tell every little thing you know
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Monday, 18 May 2015 01:14 (nine years ago) link
used to sing a song abouta girl from Abileneshe's the one who stood beside himwhen there was life left in his dream
she got lost between the bright lightsand the bottle he crawled inbut her memory's there betweenthe 45s and 8x10s
I remember when he got his callto go to Tennesseeto sing his songs with Hank and Royon the Grand Old Op-a-ry
to say it took a fifth of couragefor him to face the miche forgot the words to his songand ran offstage and cried
for a little while some folks wonderedwhere he went to after thatbut there were other songs and singershe was forgotten pretty fast
he went to work the southwestdoing odd jobs now and thenand who he almost was is on the 45s and 8x10s
and that old a-45 so scratchyI ain't understood it yetit's a song that he recordedmany years ago for Chetand in the bottom of his a-guitar casea glossy 8x10shows a young man smiling backthat's who he was way back then
last time we met I said'you oughta try againlots of folks today would like the wayyou sang back then
'and you could be up there againI think if you just would'he bummed a cigarette and a beer and said'yeah I guess I could'
he was cleaning up the parking lotat the red top speedy lunchI was headed back to NashvilleI said, 'I'll stay in touch'
he took my hand and said'I never will forget you, friend'and he gave me a beer-stained 45 and 8x10
today I had a letterfrom a Texas friend of minedown near the end he said'by the way, your new old [?] cowboy died'
guess he died the way he livedwithout a future or a friendjust a bottleand a worn-out 45 and 8x10
and that old a-45 so scratchyI ain't understood it yetit's a song that he recordedmany years ago for Chetand on the wall of Tootsie's orchid loungea beat-up 8x10shows a young man smiling backthat's who he was way back then
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Friday, 5 June 2015 01:17 (nine years ago) link
if I had Johnny's Cash and Charley's PrideI wouldn't have a Buck Owen on my carI'd give Dolly a Parton the good lifeand get me a Bonnie Guitar
I'd Sue Thompson for driving Conway TwittyI'd have Johnnie Wright there digging oil Wells Kitty
if I had Johnny's PaycheckCharlie'd Walker home from work no moreI'd try to Warner Mac she was makingpoor Merle Haggard and sore
oh Homer, why'd Jethro your chances awayyou drove Dottie West, I saw Billy Edd Wheeler away
if I had Johnny's Cash and Charley's PrideI'd buy Minnie Pearls that glittershe's built like a Stonewall Jacksonyou shoulda seen the letter Tex Ritter
if Jeannie'd C. Rileyshe'd check Billy's Grammer fullyif Hank Snows he'll get Ben Colderwearing Sheb's Wooleys
if I had Johnny's Cash and Charley's PrideI'd know what's keeping Faron Young that waywhat's making Ferlin Huskyand Merve Shiner car each day
I'd turn Jack Greene, Claude Gray, Jim Ed Brownand Carl Belewif I had Johnny's Cash and Charley's Pride, and you, babeJohnny's Cash, Charley's Pride, and you
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Friday, 5 June 2015 02:12 (nine years ago) link
when them revenuers come snooping round my stillmake them hit that dusty road, run 'em over the hillI don't want them skunks a-messing with my mashthey can't have my mountain dew, less'n they got the cash
hey, maw, set the dawgs on 'em
there's a sport I know that lives down in the townand he teases all the girls, kicks their poor hearts aroundwhen that scallywag comes courtin', and he mayshe's too young to have a beau, you just send him away
hey, maw, set the dawgs on 'im
every year you know your income tax is duebut I don't have none to [???], make it mountain dewwhen that feller comes a-asking for my taxyou just holler through the door, "beat it! go home, relax"
there's an evil one, the Good Book does declarehe will drag you down in sin, drag you down by the hairwhen that Satan boy comes knocking at mt doortell him things are not the same, I don't know him no more
every year or so the stork comes flying roundand he always stops by here, drops a bundle right downwe've got 15 kids and we don't want no moreif that big bird comes again, I will really get sore
there's a widow who lives just down the road a waysshe's as cute as any bug and she's got loving wayswhen I'm making love to that sweet widder [???]and my wife comes snooping round, tell her I've gone to town
hey, shomebody, set the darn dawgs on 'im fer me, will ya
― the geographibebebe (unregistered), Friday, 5 June 2015 21:26 (nine years ago) link
far out in deepest spaceI see my loved one's faceI've been drifting in stellar drivekeeping my frozen brothers aliveshe's sleeping with them waiting for our new world
far out in deepest spaceI see my loved one's facebodies sleeping at the speed of lightenergy beams traversing the nightI'm scared for them until I return to see
back on our worldthings got so badtook away our mindsantennas wired into human androidswe escaped and stole this starshipnow we're frozen in timemany light years between us and our new world
far out in deepest spaceI see my loved one's facetaking turns piloting this starshipnone of us can outlive the entire tripthere are no waking hours for me and my sweet love to share
far out in deepest spaceI see my loved one's faceI've been drifting in stellar drivekeeping my frozen brothers aliveshe's sleeping with them waiting for our new worldshe's sleeping with them waiting for our new world
far out in deepest spacefar out in deepest space
― stoomcursus rockisme (unregistered), Sunday, 19 July 2015 19:37 (nine years ago) link
let me tell you the story, honeyabout Billy, Billy, Billy
there was a young boy named Billya two-timing heel was hekissed me and called me sweetieand then he ran off with Rosa Lee
Billy, Billy, Billy
now do you know what that two-timing Billy did to me?
he asked me to marry himhe even set the wedding datebut when he saw Rosa Leethat Billy Billy ran away
so far, so badnow let's get set for the good part
now Billy had a brother named Tonyand Tony came to comfort mewhen Tony touched my handI knew new love began
Billy, Billy — what am I sayingTony
― scarlett bohansson (unregistered), Saturday, 21 November 2015 00:37 (eight years ago) link
well I know a little dittyit's as crazy as can bethe guy who wrote it wanted itso he handed it to me
I found I couldn't use itfor it sounded kind of blueand that's the very reason whyI'm handing it to you
it's the song the alligators singwhile coming through the ryeand serenade the elephantsup in the tree so high
the iceman hums this dittyas he shovels in the coaland the monkeys join the chorusup around the northern pole
ain't we crazyain't we crazythis is the way we pass the time away
ain't we crazyain't we crazywe're gonna sing this song all night today
it was midnight on the oceannot a streetcar was in sightthe sun was shining brightlyfor it'd rained all day that night
'twas a summer's night in winterand the rain was snowing fasta barefoot boy with shoes onstill is sitting in the grass
'twas evening and the rising sunwas setting in the westand the little fishes in the treeswere cuddled in their nests
the rain was pouring downand the sun was shining brightand everything that you could seewas hidden from your sight
now the cows were making cowslipsand the bells were ringing wetand the little bumblebees in the treeswere smoking cigarettes
a man came in the stableand came out a little horsehe hopped up on his golf sticksand drove all around the course
― scarlett bohansson (unregistered), Saturday, 28 November 2015 03:51 (eight years ago) link
thought I'd have a little musicso I knew what I would getwent and bought a cute canarythought I'd have it for a pet
never get a little musicfor this bird won't sing a wordthink I bought a mute canaryhe is seen but never heard
gooney birdyou are acting kind of loony, birdyou're supposed to sing and croon, birdbut I never hear you
gooney bird,you are acting very moony, birdsing a little tiny tune, birdtell me how to cheer you
when I bought you in the shopthey said 'boy, this bird won't stop!'so I cheerfully departed'stop!?'—you never started
gooney birdyou are acting pretty gloomy, birddirty looks you're giving to mewon't you sing tonight?don't fightalrightyou mightneed a little foodto get in the moodhave a little crumbthen begin to humhe's a little prideand a little rudealso very dumbouch, he ate my thumb!
well, that's the story of my birdhe refused to sing a wordthought he found a feather nestjust to hang around and restbut that silly kid, he muffed itbecause you know what I did?I stuffed it!
gooney birdhe was acting very loony, birdnever sang a single tune, birdgooney birdcould have been Rosemary Clooney birdbut instead he's dead
― small doug yule carnival club (unregistered), Friday, 25 December 2015 18:12 (eight years ago) link
beyond this world, beyond the skya thousand tales like hidden goldwait for the listening, beg to be told
deep deep in the infinite blue of the vast cosmosthere sails a very special and magical starshipsallying forth through the void
sallying forth through the void on a mission of lovebringing divine peace and joy to all heartsbringing divine peace and joy to all hearts is the Starship Trueis the Starship True
navigating the Starship Trueon her graceful and swift journey through the infiniteis her wise and fearless captainis her wise and fearless captain Sally Ride
as she takes us deeper within galaxies and atmospheres unknownshe smiles - she smiles and we fear notshe smiles and we fear not
the Starship True is surrounded by strata of love vibrationsas our astro ride takes us beyond hither we realize not only is the universe stranger than we can imagineit is stranger than we can imagine
Sally's love goes round the worldit is infinite and eternalSally's love swirls through all receptive souls like a mighty oceanif we'd only calm ourselves and tune inif we'd only still our restless thoughtsthe Starship True will come to usthe Starship True will come to uswill be with us if we only calm ourselves and tune inif we only still our restless thoughtsthe Starship True will come to uswill be with us for always and always and alwaysfor always we are everywhere with Sallywe are everywhere with Sallywe are everywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sallywe are everywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sallywe are everywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sallywe are everywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sally
[etc.]
― small doug yule carnival club (unregistered), Monday, 13 June 2016 05:33 (eight years ago) link
sally sally sally sally sallysally sally sally sally sally !thgir s'ehs wonk uoy dna syas yddaM tahw s'taht yad fo thgil dloc eht hguorht revihs dna tis yeht reviled ot sliaf etaf elihw tiaw dna hctaw dna tis yeht os emoc lliw yad rieht dlot neeb syawla evah ston evah ehtshe will be with meeverywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sally erohsa yllaS ym laets ot aeniug a mih evig aeniug a mih evig ll'I erom on rettuc eht evig ll'Ieverywhere with SallySally Sally Sally ngierof yawa raf em morf yllaS ym nekat evah srettuc eht aes yraew eht ,ho dna srettuc yraewSally Sally SallySally I think I love youI love you Sally
!thgir s'ehs wonk uoy dna syas yddaM tahw s'taht
yad fo thgil dloc eht hguorht revihs dna tis yeht reviled ot sliaf etaf elihw tiaw dna hctaw dna tis yeht os emoc lliw yad rieht dlot neeb syawla evah ston evah eht
she will be with meeverywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sallyeverywhere with Sally
erohsa yllaS ym laets ot aeniug a mih evig aeniug a mih evig ll'I erom on rettuc eht evig ll'I
everywhere with SallySally Sally Sally
ngierof yawa raf em morf yllaS ym nekat evah srettuc eht aes yraew eht ,ho dna srettuc yraew
Sally Sally SallySally I think I love youI love you Sally
― small doug yule carnival club (unregistered), Monday, 13 June 2016 05:42 (eight years ago) link
(or something to that effect)
― small doug yule carnival club (unregistered), Monday, 13 June 2016 05:43 (eight years ago) link
I find, given the time, no one willbelieve what they see in their mindthey try to see with their eyes, andwhen they are deceived they sit down and cryyou're really not a chicken cause you learned wrongchildren of the future, don't get burned!
alien, my brothertraveling up in spacealien, my brotherlikes the human race
I heard a nation will scream, when you take all its people andimpose your dreamscould be, one of these days, the dream'snot yours and you're lost in a mazeyou're really not a chicken cause you learned wrongchildren of the future, don't get burned!
don't you call it evilif it moves you off your seatteaches you a lessonso next time you won't get beatyou're sickened and you're saddenedwith countries that are pooryou see all around you, people wanting more
I find, given the time, we can nowall believe what we see in our mindsyou know, dreams are true, till youwake up tomorrow and there is no you
if you learned wrongchildren of the future, don't get burned!yeah, children of the future, don't get burned!
alien, my brothertraveling up in spacealien, he's reallylike the human racealien, my brothertraveling up in spacealien
― small doug yule carnival club (unregistered), Friday, 17 June 2016 01:07 (eight years ago) link
things are not the way they seemlife is real not just a dreamlife is real not just a dream
people rioting in streets and yet there's more than meets the eyewonder whywonder why
war is fought to keep the peace and yet they never cease and men diewonder whywonder why
kids taking LSD to find reality they never findnever mindnever mind
Christians where have they gone to pray and sing a song, no lights shinenever mindnever mind
life is real not just a dream
men saying God is dead and yet have they never read of him?what a sinwhat a sin
people everywhere preach love and yet don't care for menwhat a sinwhat a sin
― the baby grew up to be a secessful kid (unregistered), Saturday, 13 May 2017 02:42 (seven years ago) link
leaves are fallingtime is slowing downsomething is callingmy mind to another town
and in our house there's a room that still haunts mecreeps into dreams for no reason at allgreen threadbare carpet, a feeling of emptinesspaint on the curtains and ink on the walls
how long the nights werestrange thoughts in my headstaring into darknesswandering in my bed
and in December I'd see them ride byreindeers a sleigh leading in my mind's eyewhere had you been when you brought the toy soldieryou always seemed to be waving goodbyegoodbyegoodbye
sing me a lullabye, little boy bluesomeone is waiting in my brother's room
questions in my headso much was left unsaid
― the baby grew up to be a secessful kid (unregistered), Tuesday, 6 June 2017 03:40 (seven years ago) link
when it rains or when it snows, a driver has to take special care
rain is a gentle thing but not when you're drivinglook at the silent snowbut remember to go slow
fog gently blankets the groundturn on your lights and slow downbut when it's stormy and darkand the temperature dropsthe smart driver always stops
it's important to adjust your driving habits to driving conditions. expert drivers do
rain is a gentle thingbut not when you're drivinglook at the silent snowbut remember to go slow
fog gently blankets the groundturn on your lights and slow downbut when it's stormy and darkand the temperature dropsthe smart driver always stopsthe smart driver always stopsthe smart driver always stops
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:33 (six years ago) link
city driving takes special driving skills
cities and towns are wonderful places to bebut for drivers they might be difficult places to seepeople and cars are all around youbuses and trucks all seem to surround you
but a moment's hesitationjust a little considerationmight be just the thing to doto keep the city from driving you
before tackling the challenge of city traffic, a new driver must be sure he's ready
people and cars are all around youbuses and trucks all seem to surround you
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:34 (six years ago) link
a good driver must know all about his brakes, and stopping distances too
there's a whole lotta horsepower galloping under that hoodand there's a whole lotta difference in how fast you goand how fast you could
if you put that pedal down to the floorevery time you get inside the doorwhen the wrong this happensbrakeswon't do you any good
you might hear a driver say, 'I can stop 'er on a dime'well, he can't. and you're better off if you don't drive with him.cars 👏 don't 👏 stop 👏 on 👏 dimes 👏
if you put that pedal down to the floorevery time you get inside the doorwhen the wrong this happensbrakeswon't do you any goodbrakeswon't do you any goodbrakeswon't do you any good
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:41 (six years ago) link
when you take the wheel for the first time, you'll experience the fun of going places and doing thingsand you'll discover a whole new world of being on the move
driving a car can be an exciting thingthe world hurries by and you feel like a bird on the wing
but the hand that steers better know how to do itfor you could be dead wrong if you should thinkthere is nothing to it
driving a car will open up a whole new world of freedomand with that freedom there are new responsibilities to match
but the hand that steers better know how to do itfor you could be dead wrong if you should think there is nothing to it
driving a car can be an exciting thingdriving a car can be an exciting thingdriving a car can be an exciting thing
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:46 (six years ago) link
driving rules are made to protect everyonethat's why they have to be observed and enforced
you ought to know by nowthat speeding gets you nowhere fastand the less you use your headyour right to drive will never last
but there are many other things that you willhave to know, like when a signs says stopthat's what it means and not just slow
the best possible situation on our roads and highways would be if everyone drove according to assisting lawsdriving is both a right and a privilege. if you abuse that privilege...
your right to drive will never last
but there are many other things that you willhave to know, like when the light is greenthat' is the only time to go
but there are many other things that you willhave to know, like when a sign says stopthat's what it means and not just slow
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:52 (six years ago) link
anyone who drives should have some knowledge of the natural laws of motion
hey buddy do you knowthe force that helps you goand turn in any directionit's a thing, mmhmm, called friction
and when you're on the moveyeah, really in a groovewhat keeps you going on your course?of course! centrifugal force
when you're behind the wheelthere are things you may not feelbut they help you get you on your way
like gravity and speedand the stopping time you needyou've got to know them becausethey are all, uh huh, natural lawsthey are all, uh huh, natural laws
some of nature's laws affect driving so directly, you can't drive intelligently without knowing how they work
hey buddy do you knowthe force that helps you goand turn in any directionit's a thing, uh huh, called friction
when you're behind the wheelthere are things you may not feelbut they help to get you on your way
like gravity and speedand the stopping time you needyou've got to know them becausethey are all, uh huh, natural lawsthey are all, uh huh, natural lawsthey are all, uh huh, natural laws
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 02:59 (six years ago) link
most everybody wants to drive a carbut how many people really should?
it's for sure, not maybethat a grown up babydoesn't belong behind the wheel
and the boy who blows his topevery time he has to stopcan't drive on an even keel
the silly so-and-sowho thinks he has to showhow loud his tires squeal
is just about as badas the dull-witted ladwho thinks every other driver is a heel
when a hothead gets behind the wheel, he can be pretty dangerousand that's exactly why studies are being made on the behavior patterns of drivers
is just about as badas the dull-witted ladwho thinks every other driver is a heelhe thinks every other driver is a heelhe thinks every other driver is a heel
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 03:12 (six years ago) link
in order to clarify the natural laws of motionand in order to adapt driving to these laws, man has come up with some common sense rules of his own
for the good of all concernwe have many driving rulesand we'd be a lot of fools if we ignored them
safety rules that should be learnedto avoid the danger zonesfor without the rules we're only rushing toward them
so when you're on the roadkeep to the rightkeep the traffic that's around youwell in sight
know who has the right of waypassing on the left's okjust as long as there's no solid line beside you
don't forget about your speedand the distance you may needand when you're in doubt these safety rules will guide youwill guide youthese safety rules will guide you
so when you're on the roadkeep to the rightkeep the traffic that's around you well in sight
― the old rugged crocs (unregistered), Sunday, 22 October 2017 03:20 (six years ago) link
the wind in the trees, the dances of leavesare making it easy for me to believethe wonderful things you promised we'd seemust be a sample of how it will be
the midsummer sun, so good for your healthpills are still selling but not very well
I never have seen such a natural morning like thisthe only thing that feels left out is your kiss
I really don't mind if you're just a bit lateI'm taking it easy, enjoying the waitthere's nothing to do and nothing to sayit's gonna be worth it, it's gonna be great
the warm sun feels good todaythe (?????????????????)but I need you more todaythan any other day of my lifemmmmmmmmmmmmyeah
it's all that you get on the natural morning like thismmmmmhmmmmmthe only thing that feels left out is your kiss, yeah
it's all that you need on the natural morning like thisthe only thing that feels left out is your kiss
― the yolk sustains us, we eat whites for days (unregistered), Tuesday, 3 July 2018 00:56 (six years ago) link
oh that wooden girl of minedancing in my headstrings tied to her arms and legsstrings tied to her head
when she says she loves me solike the way I feellike to think 'bout wooden girllike to dream she's real
when she says she loves me soI go around this worldeven though she's made of woodshe still is my girl
love that funny wooden girlI'd love to take her outshe loves me and I love herthat I have no doubt
there are times when I just realizeshe's just an illusion to my eyessometimes I forget just how she seemsthen I realize she's just a dream
sometime she has braverysometimes she has fearssometimes she has happinesssometimes she has fears
well I guess you know by nowwe are more than friendsnow I know you learn of usso our story ends
― the yolk sustains us, we eat whites for days (unregistered), Tuesday, 3 July 2018 01:00 (six years ago) link
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― the yolk sustains us, we eat whites for days (unregistered), Tuesday, 3 July 2018 01:17 (six years ago) link
if Kinsey was right about how many might be gaywe needn't look far to find many who are that way
if 1 out of 6 is truehell, 1 out of 10 will doit makes little differencethere's still the inferencethat we are more than a few
E. M. Forster and Gertrude Steinat least two dancers in a chorus lineand Ms. George Sand and the boys in the bandare playin the gay name game
Elaine Noble and Joan BaezJ. Edgar Hoover (so everyone says)Sappho and Bacon and Marlowe weren't fakinwhen they played the gay name game
Oscar Wilde and Sister Georgesome of the troops at Valley ForgeFather Malcolm Boyd and maybe Sigmund Freudare playing the gay name game
Charles Lawton and Radcliffe HallTruman Capote and Gore Vidaleven His Holiness read The Well of Lonelinessplayin the gay gay gay name game
well if you're keeping count, then you know the amount is highthe books may be wrong, but I promise this song won't lie
there are some celebs with whomI may take some elbow roomyet all throughout historywhen there's some mysterystraight is what they all assume
Big Bill Tilden and Dave KopayElton John and Rita Maeeven Billy Sive, if he were alivehe would be playin that gay name game
Alice Toklas and Isherwoodthe governor of— I wish I couldyou could pass the test with Vita Sackville-Westwhen you're playin the gay name game
Lenny's da Vinci and Matt Levitch (???)even after a 12-year hitchif it hadn't come too late, Alexander the Greathe would be playin that gay name game
I could add to this thrilling listbut you've probably got the gistand I won't just give the nod to any old sodwho wants to play the gay name game
― ghood ghravie (unregistered), Tuesday, 23 October 2018 00:18 (five years ago) link
FuckFuck that shitFuck give it to meIf I only could I'd set the world on fire, fuckIf I only could I'd set the world on fireIf I only could I'd set the world on fireSay fuck the worldFuck the world!If I only could I'd set the world on fireFuck 'em allFuck 'em allFuck you, fuck me, fuck usFuck tom, fuck Mary, fuck GusFuck dairiesFuck the west coastAnd fuck everybody on the eastEat shit and dieOr fuck off at leastFuck pre-schoolersFuck rulersKings and queens and gold jewelersFuck wine coolersFuck chickens, fuck ducksEverybody in your crew sucksPunk muthafucksFuck criticsFuck your reviewEven if you like me, fuck you!Fuck your momFuck your mom's momFuck the Beastie Boys and the Daili LlamaFuck the rain forestFuck a Forest GumpYou probably like it in the rumpFuck a shoe pumpFuck the real dealAnd fuck all the fakesFuck all fifty two states, ooohAnd fuck youIf I only could I'd set the world on fireSay fuck the worldFuck the world!If I only could I'd set the world on fireFuck 'em allFuck 'em allIf I only could I'd set the world on fireSay fuck the worldFuck the world!If I only could I'd set the world on fireFuck 'em allFuck 'em allFuck OprahFuck operaFuck a soap operaFuck a pop locker, and a cock blockerFuck your girlfriend I probably did her alreadyFuck kyle and his brother tom pettyJump steady, my homey fuck 'em what are ya gonna do?Fuck that bitch fuck youYeah well fuck you tooDon't bother to analyze these rhymesIn this song I say fuck ninety three timesFuck the presidentFuck your welfareFuck your government, and fuck Fred BearFuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuckYou like to hunt a lot, so fuckin what!Fuck discoCount or Monto CriscoFuck Cisco, and Jack and Jerry BriscoAnd fuck everyone that went down with the titanic, in a panicI'm like, fuck you all!!!!If I only could I'd set the world on fireSay fuck the worldFuck the world!If I only could I'd set the world on fireFuck 'em allFuck 'em allIf I only could I'd set the world on fireSay fuck the worldFuck the world!If I only could I'd set the world on fireFuck 'em allFuck 'em allFuck Celine Dion, and fuck Dionne WarwickYou both make me sick, suck my dickFuck the Berlin Wall, both sides of itAnd fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that isFuck everybody in the hemisphereFuck them across the worldAnd fuck them right hereYou know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridgeIn Del Ray on Jefferson?Fuck him!Fuck your ideaFuck your gonorrheaFuck your diarrhea, Rocky MaiviaFuck your wife your homey didHe's fuckin' youFuck the police, and the 5-0 tooFuck spin, rolling stone, and fuck vibeFuck everybody insideWhoever's on the cover, fuck his motherFuck your little brothers homey from around the wayAnd fuck violent J
― (ADVANCE) (320k vbr) (--V2) (aps) (diVX) (2CD) OST - SB (2019) (esby), Sunday, 17 February 2019 22:42 (five years ago) link
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/%D9%86%D8%B3%D9%8A%D8%A7%D9%86-nisyan-forgetfulness.htmlوين ضاع الحنان؟والحب اللي كان؟أنقولك ياحبيبيتقولي كان زمان وين فرحة عيونك؟وين كنت نلاقيك؟وين حيرة ظنونكيوم نغيب عليك واليوم تقابلنيوأنت مشغول عنيونشوف بعيونكنظرات النسيان (x2) من غير ما أنت تقولحسيت بالنهايةعني البال مشغولوفكرك مش معايا وصرت تقابلني تقابلنيوأنت مشغول عنيونشوف بعيونكنظرات النسيان (x2) وين ضاع الحنان؟وين حيرة ظنونكيوم نغيب عليك وين ضاع الحنان؟والحب اللي كان؟أنقولك ياحبيبيتقولي كان زمان وين فرحة عيونك؟وين كنت نلاقيك؟وين حيرة ظنونك
― brimstead, Monday, 18 February 2019 02:51 (five years ago) link
uh yeah, this thread is for rare, self-transcribed, slightly dopey lyrics that can't be found anywhere else on the internet. everything else belongs in the unrarest lyrics thread
― unregistered, Monday, 18 February 2019 05:05 (five years ago) link
cross the plains of time in a crooked line come a ragged band of peoplethey look like you and they look like meand they're looking for a place to roam
is there anyone to shade the sunand wash their thirsty facesto cool their souls and give them hopefor a place to call their own?
and a big mama earth say hey-hey-heycome along home, mmmMMMmmm
now the Indians have been here 10,000 yearslet me tell you what they did dothey walked barefooted through this land to save it for me and you
but we've been here such a short timebut look at what we're doingI don't think even the Indianscan save this place from ruinno, save this place from ruin
but the big mama earth say hey-hey-heycome along home, mmmMMMmmm
now I talked to Jesus the other dayhe said, "how are you doing?"I said, "fine, but is there anything that I should know while I'm a-growing?"
he said, "I told you to love your brothersand I meant just what I saidbut now I see it'll do little goodif he's got no place to lay his head"
big ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-macome get along home nowbig ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-maeverybody come along home, mmmMMMmmm
now when I first met my sister Laurie Annshe was a little bitty babyshe had big eyes and tiny little feetshe crawled right into my heart
now she'd been here about 18 yearsjust a-learning a-for the knowingshe sat me on the ground, she took my handsaid the grass was meant for growingyeah, the grass is meant for growing, ooohhhooohhhooohhhooomeant for growing
and a big mama earth say hey-hey-heycome along home
hey come come, come-come-a-comecome-a come along home nowhey come come, come-come-a-comeeverybody come along home
hey ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-macome come along home nowhey ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-maeverybody come along home, mmmMMMmmm
now don't you wear your pajamas to bedcause you'll catch cold and you'll dieonly wear your true love and [???] should keep you warm for the rest of your life
cause she's a magic woman insidethere's miracles a-burningso roll yourself in her loving armsand join the earth in turning, yeeeaaahhhjoin the earth in turning, ooohhhooohhhooohhhooothe earth in turning
and a big mama earth say hey-hey-heycome come along home
now you can fight a revolution all daybut the night is meant for sleepinggo leave your house about 1 in the morningjust to see who's left out there
down the broken road comes a ragged hobowith sorrow on his headbring him home, give him a drinktuck him safe into your bed, yeeeeahhhhsafe into your bedmmmmmaaaawwwhhhaawwww, safe into your bed
hey ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-macome come along home nowhey ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-la-maeverybody come along home
yeah the big mama earth say hey-hey-yeahhey come along home now-now-now-now-now-now-nowyeah the big mama earth saycome come along home
― unregistered, Monday, 18 February 2019 05:09 (five years ago) link
hmm ok gotcha, unreg, soz
― brimstead, Monday, 18 February 2019 05:26 (five years ago) link
's awright
― unregistered, Monday, 18 February 2019 05:42 (five years ago) link
slip across the wind unto the poet's eartell him I'm callingmy spirit's calling
and if he seems to wonder why what you've cometell him, this I've saidto lighten his own head
the lights are there within my eyes growing the skytell him to hurrythe vision's worthy
and if he seems at all as his own selftell him, this I've said:the sun and moon have wed
bid him move along the path beneath the seatell him it's morningas also evening
and if he seems at all as out of himselftell him, this I've saidas a gift unto his head
[moog solo]
now be upon your way as wings upon the windand do not tarrynot even for Mary
he sweeps the steps of crescent hill now every dayand needs an answera loving answer
and always at her side and hanging off your clothesthe sister's staringcompletely purringI've seen love in her eyes
so be upon your way as wings upon the windand do not tarryoh please do hurryadd this gift unto her sight
slip across the wind unto the poet's eartell him I'm callingmy spirit's callingmy spirit's callingmy spirit's calling, la la la la
― unregistered, Monday, 18 February 2019 05:59 (five years ago) link
hanging off her clothes / add this gift unto his sight
― unregistered, Monday, 18 February 2019 06:07 (five years ago) link
I first met Jack on a cold dark dayI held him close with my handswe had a little fun and watched the sun come upbut my mama she would never understand
Jack wore black and a paper sackhe came from the wrong side of townbut I loved him neat and he tasted sweetbut it was hard for me to keep him down
oh why can't I ever break awayseems the things I love most are the things I hateand people will talk but they'll still be upsetand I'm the one that's changed
Jim was a good old Kentucky sonI met when I left Tennesseeain't nothing at all like a brown-eyed boyto wash away your misery
I started to feel I was far from homeand I needed to talk with a friendwhen I woke up it was an empty cupand a voice that was ringing in my head
― lispectah deck (unregistered), Tuesday, 7 May 2019 16:49 (five years ago) link
the girl in a topless bathing suit came down upon the beachthe surfers gather round her on the sandthey left so many surfboards abandoned on the seayou could have walked the ocean to Japan
well, left the sea for the girl without a topmore to see on the girl without a topcould she be a former nudist who was trying to taper offwhat's the story on the girl without a top?
a foreign country's submarine was cruising off our shoregazing at our coast so bright and clearthrough the periscope the captain saw the girl without a topand ran the submarine into the pier
well, sunk by the girl without a topthey were sunk by the girl without a topcould she be an undercovered agent with the CIA?what's the story on the girl without a top?
a handsome young policeman bravely marched upon the sceneto arrest the girl who swam without a tophe took out after her and she headed down the beachnow the police department's looking for the cop
well, he covered for the girl without a topbuttered up for the girl without a topwill she still be there tomorrow? will my girl let me come backto see the girl on the beach without a top?to get the story on the girl without a topto get the girl on the beach without a topto get the girl on the beach who wears a suit without a topto get the story on the girl upon the beach without a topto get the girl on the beach who wears a suit without a topto get the story on the girl upon the...
― tandoor vittles (unregistered), Tuesday, 28 May 2019 15:09 (five years ago) link
#SpaceDustLyric #revised #draft
rootless cosmopolitan in search of a root,couldn't even grab for that low hanging fruit. been on this road a long long time, wearing out my shoes. pilgrims thugs & heretics & all bound to lose. twilight, tribal gatherings & riverside camps, hog calls & chicken fights & smashing of amps.rootless cosmopolitan - lookin' for a root, $26 was concealed in his boot. flashbacks & tracking shots & dreams of stashed loot - we have you surrounded. come out or we shoot. throw down your weapons come out slow & sweet, we're awaiting god's verdict in the cold & dirty street
#SpaceDust #lyric #DankLyricStash
― doo rag, Thursday, 6 February 2020 21:33 (four years ago) link
back in the city we was living just like bums, didn't pay no attention to those boys w\ their banners & drums. i went to some meetings but just for kicks, we were getting high, didn't care about politics. i shoulda left town when the chance occurred, i would've dressed in black & preached the revolutionary word. all thru that summer we'd heard the reports, i filtered it out w\ the stock market shit & the sports. the cracks in the image & the years are starting to tell, i'm gonna tell the truth til there's no truth left to tell. back in the city we was living just like bums, couldn't seem to get healthy, maybe when the summer comes.
#SpaceDust #lyric #SpaceDustLyric #DankLyricStash
― doo rag, Thursday, 6 February 2020 21:34 (four years ago) link
song : threnody for kf
from a dog on hollywood blvd to the garbage at the rainbow's end a teenage cockroach, a hungry ghost, he ain't nobody's friend a man of 1000 faces, a star that burned like hellsometimes bad people do good stuff, the reverse is true as well
#DankLyricStash #SpaceDustLyric #SpaceDust #lyrics
― doo rag, Thursday, 6 February 2020 21:36 (four years ago) link
song : "study of the dream commune" (2013) :
study of the dream commune. 30 years still the same. i blame the parents. i think the parents are to blame. study of the dream commune. seen from the outside. the heat's closing in & there's no place to hide. study of the dream commune. dr#ugs & the occult. same actions repeated, expecting different result. whose dream is it anyway. how long can it last. we are the future. you are the past. get back to the garden. the jets overhead. how can you kill me. i'm already dead.
#song #lyric #spacedust #SpaceDustLyric #lyricsSpaceDust #StudyOfTheDreamCommune #DankLyricStash
― doo rag, Thursday, 6 February 2020 21:39 (four years ago) link