I found a four leaf clover in my yard today
It had one leaf missing off it but that was okay
Looking it over I could easily see
Four is only really just one more than three
Hey, that's close enough for me, must be my lucky day
Both sides are right, but both sides murder, I give up, why can't they?
"I must not think bad thoughts" = X
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy I could have won
"I gave you all" = Mumford and sons
and finally (love covering this song!)
I love to lie and lie to love
I'm hangin' on they push and shove
Possession is the motivation
That is hangin' up the goddamn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut
Everybody now
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs
Twisted children killin' frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs
Tired old ladies kissin' dogs
I hate the human love of that stinking mutt
I can't use it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
President he's got his war
Folks don't know just what it's for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt they call it treason
We're chicken feathers
All without one nut goddamn it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Church on Sunday sleep and nod
Tryin' to duck the wrath of God
Preachers fillin' us with fright
They all tryin' to teach us what they think is right
They really got to be some kind of nut
I can't use it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Where's that bee and where's that honey
Where's my God and where's my money
Unreal values a crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind old young King Tut
He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what
Not only classic, but in my opinion, the best lyrics ever written. Also of note it includes the fairly unique literary device of being both of first and third person perspectives.
Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’
I was layin’ in bed
Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standin’ on the side of the road
Rain fallin’ on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through
Tangled up in blue
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin’ away
I heard her say over my shoulder
“We’ll meet again someday on the avenue”
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin’ for a while on a fishin’ boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin’ in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin’ at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I’s just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, “Don’t I know your name?”
I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
“I thought you’d never say hello,” she said
“You look like the silent type”
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin’ coal
Pourin’ off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafés at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue
So now I’m goin’ back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They’re an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters’ wives
Don’t know how it all got started
I don’t know what they’re doin’ with their lives
But me, I’m still on the road
Headin’ for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue
I never learned why meteors were formed
I only farmed in schools
That were so warn and torn
If anyone can cry then so can I
I read books and draw life from the eye
All my life is drawings from the eye
Jesus Was Way Cool
King Missile (from the album Mystical Shit on Shimmy Disc)
Jesus was way cool
Everybody liked Jesus
Everybody wanted to hang out with him
Anything he wanted to do, he did
He turned water into wine
And if he wanted to
He could have turned wheat into marijuana
Or sugar into cocaine
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines
He walked on the water
And swam on the land
He would tell these stories
And people would listen
He was really cool
If you were blind or lame
You just went to Jesus
And he would put his hands on you
And you would be healed
That's so cool
He could've played guitar better than Hendrix
He could've told the future
He could've baked the most delicious cake in the world
He could've scored more goals than Wayne Gretzky
He could've danced better than Barishnikov
Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of
Jesus was way cool
He told people to eat his body and drink his blood
That's so cool
Jesus was so cool
But then some people got jealous of how cool he was
So they killed him
But then he rose from the dead
He rose from the dead, danced around
Then went up to heaven
I mean, that's so cool
Jesus was way cool
No wonder there are so many Christians
Frank Zappa
Packard Goose (from Joe's Garage as recited by the Girl On The Bus)
Information is
not knowledge
Knowledge is
not wisdom
Wisdom is not truth
Truth is not beauty
Beauty is not love
Love is not music
Music is THE BEST...
Our shadows wake each day
Though they don't know why
They hope and try, live and die
So leave them in their frozen world
Come and be my lover
If only for one stolen moment
We will live forever
Forever
Warm and lovely mystery
Can you hear the choir
Voices can no longer hold my desire
Just abandon your sad history
And meet me in the fire
Our angels wait
To take us higher and higher
Higher and higher
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Oh Amelia it was just a false alarm
I wish that he was here tonight
It's so hard to obey
His sad request of me to kindly stay away
So this is how I hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea like me she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia it was just a false alarm
Maybe I've never really loved
I guess that is the truth
I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And looking down on everything
I crashed into his arms
Amelia it was just a false alarm
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time that you told me you said
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine 'cause
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter
And so sweet oh
I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
Sit by my side come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words dream about the pictures
That I play of changes
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die trapped within
the circle time parade of changes
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind
Visions of shadows that shine
Til one day I returned and found they were the
Victims of the vines of changes
The world's spinning madly it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze
A race around the stars a journey through
The universe ablaze with changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by
golden drops of dawn of changes
Passions will part to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold
Like petals in the wind we're puppets to the silver
strings of souls of changes
Your tears will be trembling now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time and leave you on
the rolling river shores of changes
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
That only love can fill, only love can fill"
Been walkin' all mornin', went walkin' all night
I can't see much difference between the dark and light
And I feel the wind and I taste the rain
Never in my mind to cause so much pain
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
Only love can fill, only love can fill"
From day to day just letting it ride
You get so far away from how it feels inside
You can't let go 'cause you're afraid to fall
But the day may come when you can't feel at all
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
That only love can fill, only love can fill, only love can fill.
You say yer life's a bum deal
'N yer up against the wall...
Well, people, you ain't even got no
Deal at all
'Cause what they do
In Washington
They just takes care
of NUMBER ONE
An' NUMBER ONE ain't YOU
You ain't even NUMBER TWO
Beggin' your pardon there stranger
You look like you're new to this town
We're a long way away from the beach here
You won't see many gringos around
Well I come from West Colorado
And I've wandered this world far and wide
I've lived for some years in the shadows
And my eyes are unused to this light
If you buy me a strong drink of whiskey
I will tell you the tale of my life
It's long and it's sad but it fits me
And it may bring a tear to your eye
All the men of my family were solidiers
The hard fightin' straight talkin' kind
When my turn came all that was over
But I'd already made up my mind
I was there when we blew though Grenada
And I still have to ask myself why
Then we took down that fool Noriega
That's where I caught the good colonel's eye
Well he asked me if I loved my country
And before I had time to reply
He regaled me with tales of past glories
I believed every one of his lies
So I left my old life behind me
Turned my back on my family and friends
And I did everything that they asked me
And I lost some sleep now and again
And I lived like a thief and assassin
I smuggled their poisons sometimes
Until I asked the wrong question in passin'
And the colonel himself dropped the dime
So if you're ever in west Colorado
Tell the folks in Durango goodbye
There's a price on my head and I can't go
So I'll just wait around here 'til I die
Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst
After a hard day of nothin' much at all
Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
And sometimes I just ain't in the mood
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food
I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well a drinkin' buddy that's bound to another town
Once the police made you go away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
Everybody wants to be someone's here
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
'Cause here comes a regular
Call out your name
Yes here comes a regular
Am I the only one who feels ashamed?
Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes
He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
A fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow
Turn your back on a pay-you-back, last call
First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
Not only classic, but in my opinion, the best lyrics ever written. Also of note it includes the fairly unique literary device of being both of first and third person perspectives. ))))))))))))))))
You beat me to the punch! Some of the best lyrics ever written
How I wish, How wish you were a dream, we dreamed long ago,because if i knew the way i would take you home,but I'm wasted and can't find my way home,unless i wake up to find out you are the eyes of the world
Oh no, I don't believe it
You say that you think you know the meaning of love
You say love is all we need
You say with your love you can change
All of the fools, all of the hate
I think you're probably out to lunch
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Richie Nagan Shakin' Nagan
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:04 pm
Hoping love would not forsake
Hoping love would not forsake the days that lie between.
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Strangha Slickrock
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:10 pm
I found a four leaf clover in
I found a four leaf clover in my yard today
It had one leaf missing off it but that was okay
Looking it over I could easily see
Four is only really just one more than three
Hey, that's close enough for me, must be my lucky day
Todd Snider - Slim Chance
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Thumbkinetic (Bluestnote)
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:25 pm
Maybe I love you; maybe I'm
Maybe I love you; maybe I'm just kinda bored.
It is what it is 'til it ain't anymore.
Kacey Musgraves - It Is What It Is
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Bucky Badger On Wisconsin
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:28 pm
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated=The Ramones=I wanna be sedated=song
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Druba Noodler
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:36 pm
Both sides are right, but
Both sides are right, but both sides murder, I give up, why can't they?
"I must not think bad thoughts" = X
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy I could have won
"I gave you all" = Mumford and sons
and finally (love covering this song!)
I love to lie and lie to love
I'm hangin' on they push and shove
Possession is the motivation
That is hangin' up the goddamn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut
Everybody now
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs
Twisted children killin' frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs
Tired old ladies kissin' dogs
I hate the human love of that stinking mutt
I can't use it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
President he's got his war
Folks don't know just what it's for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt they call it treason
We're chicken feathers
All without one nut goddamn it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Church on Sunday sleep and nod
Tryin' to duck the wrath of God
Preachers fillin' us with fright
They all tryin' to teach us what they think is right
They really got to be some kind of nut
I can't use it
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
Where's that bee and where's that honey
Where's my God and where's my money
Unreal values a crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind old young King Tut
He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what
"Compared to What" = Les McCann
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: ............. Jambone
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 10:52 pm
I used to love her....so i
I used to love her....so i had to kill her...
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: skifurthur AMSaddler
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 11:10 pm
Not only classic, but in my
Not only classic, but in my opinion, the best lyrics ever written. Also of note it includes the fairly unique literary device of being both of first and third person perspectives.
Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’
I was layin’ in bed
Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standin’ on the side of the road
Rain fallin’ on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through
Tangled up in blue
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin’ away
I heard her say over my shoulder
“We’ll meet again someday on the avenue”
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin’ for a while on a fishin’ boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin’ in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin’ at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I’s just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, “Don’t I know your name?”
I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
“I thought you’d never say hello,” she said
“You look like the silent type”
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin’ coal
Pourin’ off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafés at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue
So now I’m goin’ back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They’re an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters’ wives
Don’t know how it all got started
I don’t know what they’re doin’ with their lives
But me, I’m still on the road
Headin’ for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Bluelight Odysseus
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 11:42 pm
I never learned why meteors
I never learned why meteors were formed
I only farmed in schools
That were so warn and torn
If anyone can cry then so can I
I read books and draw life from the eye
All my life is drawings from the eye
Grey Seal - Bernie Taupin
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Philzone Refugee Herbal Dave
on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 11:51 pm
"Dog bite, my leg. Not right
"Dog bite, my leg. Not right, supposed to beg."
The Dead Kennedys
Jesus Was Way Cool
King Missile (from the album Mystical Shit on Shimmy Disc)
Jesus was way cool
Everybody liked Jesus
Everybody wanted to hang out with him
Anything he wanted to do, he did
He turned water into wine
And if he wanted to
He could have turned wheat into marijuana
Or sugar into cocaine
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines
He walked on the water
And swam on the land
He would tell these stories
And people would listen
He was really cool
If you were blind or lame
You just went to Jesus
And he would put his hands on you
And you would be healed
That's so cool
He could've played guitar better than Hendrix
He could've told the future
He could've baked the most delicious cake in the world
He could've scored more goals than Wayne Gretzky
He could've danced better than Barishnikov
Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of
Jesus was way cool
He told people to eat his body and drink his blood
That's so cool
Jesus was so cool
But then some people got jealous of how cool he was
So they killed him
But then he rose from the dead
He rose from the dead, danced around
Then went up to heaven
I mean, that's so cool
Jesus was way cool
No wonder there are so many Christians
Frank Zappa
Packard Goose (from Joe's Garage as recited by the Girl On The Bus)
Information is
not knowledge
Knowledge is
not wisdom
Wisdom is not truth
Truth is not beauty
Beauty is not love
Love is not music
Music is THE BEST...
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Dave Nycdave
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 12:28 am
Our shadows wake each day
Our shadows wake each day
Though they don't know why
They hope and try, live and die
So leave them in their frozen world
Come and be my lover
If only for one stolen moment
We will live forever
Forever
Warm and lovely mystery
Can you hear the choir
Voices can no longer hold my desire
Just abandon your sad history
And meet me in the fire
Our angels wait
To take us higher and higher
Higher and higher
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Dave Nycdave
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 12:34 am
People will tell you where
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Oh Amelia it was just a false alarm
I wish that he was here tonight
It's so hard to obey
His sad request of me to kindly stay away
So this is how I hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea like me she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia it was just a false alarm
Maybe I've never really loved
I guess that is the truth
I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And looking down on everything
I crashed into his arms
Amelia it was just a false alarm
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Dave Nycdave
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 12:36 am
Oh I am a lonely painter
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time that you told me you said
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine 'cause
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter
And so sweet oh
I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Dave Nycdave
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 12:55 am
The flower-power fuller brush
The flower-power fuller brush man
Is farming out his friends
I stabbed him with my stem
And then I tapped his toes with my rose
He crawled around inside himself
Now he's crawling after me
Dropping acid in my tea
He wants to save his soul
Rock and roll
One of us must understand
It's not the drug that makes the man
Then a poster of a movie star walked by
He must have been high
Sorry I can't stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
But I'll send you a tape from California
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Dave Nycdave
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 01:06 am
Sit by my side, come as close
Sit by my side come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words dream about the pictures
That I play of changes
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die trapped within
the circle time parade of changes
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind
Visions of shadows that shine
Til one day I returned and found they were the
Victims of the vines of changes
The world's spinning madly it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze
A race around the stars a journey through
The universe ablaze with changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by
golden drops of dawn of changes
Passions will part to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold
Like petals in the wind we're puppets to the silver
strings of souls of changes
Your tears will be trembling now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time and leave you on
the rolling river shores of changes
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Imagine Floops
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 05:57 am
I have tasted the maggots in
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Imagine Floops
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 05:59 am
Raaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-a-aaa-aaaa
Raaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-a-aaa-aaaa-aaaain,
I don't mind.
Shiii-iiiii-iiiii-i-iii-iiii-iiiine,
The weather is fine.
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: nebulous nelly Orange County Lumber Truck
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 06:02 am
The gangster stepped right up
The gangster stepped right up,
'N kissed him on the lips good-bye
Made him a cocksucker by proxy, yes he did,
An' he didn't even bat an eye!
Dickie's such an asshole
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Imagine Floops
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 06:06 am
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
That only love can fill, only love can fill"
Been walkin' all mornin', went walkin' all night
I can't see much difference between the dark and light
And I feel the wind and I taste the rain
Never in my mind to cause so much pain
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
Only love can fill, only love can fill"
From day to day just letting it ride
You get so far away from how it feels inside
You can't let go 'cause you're afraid to fall
But the day may come when you can't feel at all
Comes a time when the blind man takes your hand
Says, "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe
Don't give it up, you got an empty cup
That only love can fill, only love can fill, only love can fill.
Robert Hunter
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: nebulous nelly Orange County Lumber Truck
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 07:13 am
You say yer life's a bum deal
You say yer life's a bum deal
'N yer up against the wall...
Well, people, you ain't even got no
Deal at all
'Cause what they do
In Washington
They just takes care
of NUMBER ONE
An' NUMBER ONE ain't YOU
You ain't even NUMBER TWO
The meek shall inherit nothing
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: skifurthur AMSaddler
on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 07:17 am
"The Gringo's Tale"
"The Gringo's Tale"
Beggin' your pardon there stranger
You look like you're new to this town
We're a long way away from the beach here
You won't see many gringos around
Well I come from West Colorado
And I've wandered this world far and wide
I've lived for some years in the shadows
And my eyes are unused to this light
If you buy me a strong drink of whiskey
I will tell you the tale of my life
It's long and it's sad but it fits me
And it may bring a tear to your eye
All the men of my family were solidiers
The hard fightin' straight talkin' kind
When my turn came all that was over
But I'd already made up my mind
I was there when we blew though Grenada
And I still have to ask myself why
Then we took down that fool Noriega
That's where I caught the good colonel's eye
Well he asked me if I loved my country
And before I had time to reply
He regaled me with tales of past glories
I believed every one of his lies
So I left my old life behind me
Turned my back on my family and friends
And I did everything that they asked me
And I lost some sleep now and again
And I lived like a thief and assassin
I smuggled their poisons sometimes
Until I asked the wrong question in passin'
And the colonel himself dropped the dime
So if you're ever in west Colorado
Tell the folks in Durango goodbye
There's a price on my head and I can't go
So I'll just wait around here 'til I die
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 08:50 am
Well a person can work up a
Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst
After a hard day of nothin' much at all
Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
And sometimes I just ain't in the mood
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food
I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well a drinkin' buddy that's bound to another town
Once the police made you go away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
Everybody wants to be someone's here
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
'Cause here comes a regular
Call out your name
Yes here comes a regular
Am I the only one who feels ashamed?
Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes
He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
A fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow
Turn your back on a pay-you-back, last call
First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
- Paul Westerberg
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 10:17 am
If I could
If I could
Maybe I'd give you my world
How can I
When you won't take it from me
Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 10:21 am
Ten silver saxes
Ten silver saxes
a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes
and waits between shows
for the Cinnamon Girl
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 10:31 am
He's never early
He's never early
He's always late
First thing you learn is that
You always gotta' wait.
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 10:42 am
if my thought-dreams
if my thought-dreams
could be seen
they'd probably put my head
in a guillotine
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 10:54 am
You can do what you want to
You can do what you want to do
You can say what you want to say
You can think what you think you want
It doesn't matter anyway
It's not funny anymore
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 11:21 am
Well, If the river was
Well, If the river was whiskey & I was a duck you know I'd swim to the bottom and never come up.
Hesitation Blues - Traditional as performed by Hot Tuna
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 11:59 am
Don’t fool yourself girl, it
Don’t fool yourself girl, it’s winking at you
fz
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on Monday, June 4, 2018 – 01:27 pm
‘Scuse me while I kiss this
‘Scuse me while I kiss this guy
-Jimi
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on Monday, June 11, 2018 – 12:19 pm
And a flag and a pie
With a big ol' lie
And a flag and a pie
And a mom and a bible
Most folks are just liable
To buy any line
Any place, any time
FZ- When The Lie's So Big
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on Monday, June 11, 2018 – 12:43 pm
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skifurthur
AMSaddler on Sunday, June 3, 2018 – 11:10 pm
Not only classic, but in my opinion, the best lyrics ever written. Also of note it includes the fairly unique literary device of being both of first and third person perspectives. ))))))))))))))))
You beat me to the punch! Some of the best lyrics ever written
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on Monday, June 11, 2018 – 12:43 pm
Jojo would not approve.
Jojo would not approve.
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on Monday, June 11, 2018 – 10:30 pm
How I wish, How wish you were
How I wish, How wish you were a dream, we dreamed long ago,because if i knew the way i would take you home,but I'm wasted and can't find my way home,unless i wake up to find out you are the eyes of the world
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on Friday, June 15, 2018 – 05:58 am
Oh no, I don't believe it
Oh no, I don't believe it
You say that you think you know the meaning of love
You say love is all we need
You say with your love you can change
All of the fools, all of the hate
I think you're probably out to lunch
FZ--Oh No
Top of Page Bottom of Page PermalinkFull Name: Zoner Benjamin T. Bear
on Friday, June 15, 2018 – 09:07 am
Escape-a-la-lilly feels.
Escape-a-la-lilly feels.