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    Sheryl Crow and Kid Rock


    [Kid Rock]
    Livin' my life in a slow hell
    Different girl every night at the hotel
    I ain't seen the sun shine in 3 damn days
    Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky
    Wish I had a good girl to miss me
    Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways
    I put your picture away
    Sat down and cried today
    I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to her
    I put your picture away, sat down and cried today
    I can't look at you, while I'm lyin next to her

    [Sheryl Crow]
    I called you last night in the hotel
    Everyone knows but they wont tell
    But their half hearted smiles tell me
    Somethin' just ain't right
    I been waitin' on you for a long time
    Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine
    I ain't heard from you in 3 damn nights
    I put your picture away
    I wonder where you been
    I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
    I put your picture away
    I wonder where you been
    I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
    I saw ya yesterday with an old friend

    [Kid Rock]
    It was the same ole same "how have you been"

    [Both]
    Since you been gone my worlds been dark & grey

    [Kid Rock]
    You reminded me of brighter days

    [Sheryl Crow]
    I hoped you were comin' home to stay
    I was headed to church

    [Kid Rock]
    I was off to drink you away

    [Both]
    I thought about you for a long time
    Can't seem to get you off my mind
    I can't understand why we're living life this way
    I found your picture today
    I swear I'll change my ways
    I just called to say I want you to come back home
    I found your picture today
    I swear I'll change my ways
    I just called to say I want you to come back home
    I just called to say, I love you come back home
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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    • Best Of My Love
      The Emotions


      Doesn't take much to make me happy
      And make me smile with glee
      Never, never will I feel discouraged
      'Cause our love's no mystery

      Demonstrating love and affection
      That you give so openly, yeah
      I like the way ya make me about you, baby
      Want the whole wide world to see

      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love

      Goin' in and out of changes
      The kind that come around each day
      My life has a better meaning
      Love has kissed me in a beautiful way

      Oooooooh, yea (my love, my love)
      Oooooooh, yea (my love, my love)

      Oh, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love
      Whoa, whoa, you've got the best of my love

      Demonstrating sweet love and affection
      That you give so openly, yeah
      The way I feel about ya, baby
      Can't explain it
      Want the whole wide world to see

      Oooooooh, but in my heart
      You're all I need
      You for me and me for you
      Oooooooh, it's growin' every day
      Oooooooh

      Ooooooooh, oh oh oh oh oh
      You've got the best of my love
      Ooooooooh, oh oh oh oh oh
      You've got the best of my love
      Ooooooooh, givin' you the best of my love
      My love
      Ooooooooh, my love
      Oooooooh, givin' you the best of my love
      My love oooooooh, oh yeah
      Oooooooh, oh oh oh oh oh
      You've got the best of my love
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • Southampton Dock by Pink Floyd

        The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
        Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
        A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
        But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

        He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
        In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
        He's chained forever to a world that's departed
        It's not enough, it's not enough

        His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
        His knees have trembled & given way in the night
        His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
        His step has faltered

        One world, one soul
        Time pass, the river rolls

        It's not enough it's not enough
        His hand has faltered
        .... .... ......

        And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
        And silent replies that swirl invitation
        Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
        A grim intimation of what is to be

        There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
        And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
        And silence that speaks so much louder that words,
        Of promises broken
        Haven't been here for ages....

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        • AVRIL LAVIGNE

          I'm With You

          I'm standing on a bridge
          I'm waiting in the dark
          I thought that you'd be here by now
          There's nothing but the rain
          No footsteps on the ground
          I'm listening but there's no sound

          Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
          Won't somebody come take me home
          It's a damn cold night
          Trying to figure out this life
          Wont you take me by the hand
          Take me somewhere new
          I don't know who you are
          But I... I'm with you
          I'm with you

          I'm looking for a place
          Searching for a face
          Is anybody here I know
          'Cause nothing's going right
          And everythigns a mess
          And no one likes to be alone

          Isn't anyone trying to find me?
          Won't somebody come take me home
          It's a damn cold night
          Trying to figure out this life
          Wont you take me by the hand
          take me somewhere new
          I don't know who you are
          But I... I'm with you
          I'm with you

          Oh why is everything so confusing
          Maybe I'm just out of my mind
          Yea yea yea

          It's a damn cold night
          Trying to figure out this life
          Won't you take me by the hand
          take me somewhere new
          I don't know who you are
          But I... I'm with you
          I'm with you

          Take me by the hand
          Take me somewhere new
          I don't know who you are
          But I... I'm with you
          I'm with you

          Take me by the hand
          Take me somewhere new
          I don't know who you are
          But I... I'm with you
          I'm with you
          I'm with you...
          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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          • Sympathy song for the unfortunate one

            Has he lost his mind ?
            Can he see or is he blind ?
            Can he walk at all,
            Or if he moves will he fall ?
            Is he alive or dead ?
            Has he thoughts within his head ?
            We'll just pass him there
            why should we even care ?

            He was turned to steel
            in the great magnetic field
            Where he traveled time
            for the future of mankind

            Nobody wants him
            He just stares at the world
            Planning his vengeance
            that he will soon unfold

            Now the time is here
            for Iron Man to spread fear
            Vengeance from the grave
            Kills the people he once saved

            Nobody wants him
            They just turn their heads
            Nobody helps him
            Now he has his revenge

            Heavy boots of lead
            fills his victims full of dread
            Running as fast as they can
            Iron Man lives again !

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            • I STay AWay by ALice in Chains

              Yeah, I want to travel south
              This year
              Aaah, Woah, Woah
              Won't prevent safe passage here

              Why you act crazy
              Not an act maybe
              So close a lady
              Shifty eyes shade

              Yeah, hey Yeah, tears that soak
              A callous heart

              Why you act frightened
              I am enlightened
              Your weakness builds me
              So someday you'll see

              I stay away
              "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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              • No one knows what it's like
                To be the bad man
                To be the sad man
                Behind blue eyes
                And no one knows
                What it's like to be hated
                To be fated to telling only lies

                But my dreams they aren't as empty
                As my conscience seems to be
                I have hours, only lonely
                My love is vengeance
                That's never free

                No one knows what its like
                To feel these feelings
                Like i do, and i blame you!
                No one bites back as hard
                On their anger
                None of my pain woe
                Can show through

                But my dreams they aren't as empty
                As my conscience seems to be
                I have hours, only lonely
                My love is vengeance
                That's never free

                No one knows what its like
                To be mistreated, to be defeated
                Behind blue eyes
                No one knows how to say
                That they're sorry and don't worry
                I'm not telling lies

                But my dreams they aren't as empty
                As my conscience seems to be
                I have hours, only lonely
                My love is vengeance
                That's never free

                No one knows what its like
                To be the bad man, to be the sad man
                Behind blue eyes.
                I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                • pity. i have to actually spend money on a limp bizkit album now. i really like the cover they did. anyone know who did the originial?
                  I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                  [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                  • Does anyone know??
                    Just what do you think is one of my main purposes in life?
                    The Who originally did "Behind Blue Eyes".
                    Album: Who's Next, 1971

                    What else you want to know?




                    DANCING IN THE DARK
                    Bruce Springsteen


                    I get up in the evening
                    and I ain't got nothing to say
                    I come home in the morning
                    I go to bed feeling the same way
                    I ain't nothing but tired
                    Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
                    Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

                    You can't start a fire
                    You can't start a fire without a spark
                    This gun's for hire
                    even if we're just dancing in the dark

                    Message keeps getting clearer
                    radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
                    I check my look in the mirror
                    I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
                    Man I ain't getting nowhere
                    I'm just living in a dump like this
                    There's something happening somewhere
                    baby I just know that there is

                    You can't start a fire
                    you can't start a fire without a spark
                    This gun's for hire
                    even if we're just dancing in the dark

                    You sit around getting older
                    there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
                    I'll shake this world off my shoulders
                    come on baby this laugh's on me

                    Stay on the streets of this town
                    and they'll be carving you up alright
                    They say you gotta stay hungry
                    hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
                    I'm dying for some action
                    I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
                    I need a love reaction
                    come on now baby gimme just one look

                    You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
                    This gun's for hire
                    Even if we're just dancing in the dark
                    You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
                    This gun's for hire
                    Even if we're just dancing in the dark
                    Even if we're just dancing in the dark
                    Even if we're just dancing in the dark
                    Even if we're just dancing in the dark
                    Hey baby
                    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                    • Triple Shot Thursday; Temptations

                      Papa Was a Rolling Stone

                      It was the third of September
                      That day I'll always remember
                      'Cause that was the day my daddy died
                      I never got a chance to see him
                      Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
                      Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the tuth
                      And Mama just hung her head and said, Son

                      Chorus:
                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone
                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone

                      Hey, Mama, is it true what they say
                      That Papa never worked a day in his life?
                      And Mama, some bad talk goin' around goin' around town
                      Sayin' that Papa had three outside children and another wife
                      And that ain't right
                      Hey, talk about Papa doing some storefront preaching
                      Talking about saving your soul
                      And all the time leaching
                      Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord
                      Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
                      And Mama hung her head and said

                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone
                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone

                      Hey Mama I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades
                      Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
                      Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills
                      Folks say Papa wasn't much on thinkin'
                      Spent most of his life chasin' women and drinking
                      Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
                      And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, Son

                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone
                      Papa was a rolling stone
                      Wherever he laid his hat was his home
                      And when he died
                      All he left us was alone

                      ******************************************

                      RUN AWAY CHILD, RUNNING WILD


                      You played hooky from school
                      And you can't go out to play, yeah
                      Mama said for the rest of the week
                      In your room you gotta stay, yeah
                      Now you feel like
                      The whole world's pickin on you
                      But deep down inside you know it ain't true
                      You've been punished cause your mother
                      Wants to raise you the right way, yeah
                      But you don't care
                      Cause you already made up your mind
                      You wanna run away, yeah
                      You're on your way
                      Run away child, running wild
                      Run away child, running wild
                      Better come back home
                      Better come back home
                      Where you belong
                      Where you belone

                      Roaming through the city
                      Going nowhere fast
                      You're on your own at last
                      Hey it's getting late, where will you sleep
                      Gettin kind-a hungry
                      You forgot to bring something to eat
                      Oh lost with no money, you start to cry
                      But remember you left home
                      Wanting to be grown
                      So dry your weepin eyes
                      Siren screamin down, neon light is flickin
                      You want your mama
                      Ah there's nothing for you
                      You're frightened and confused
                      I want my mama
                      But she's much too far away
                      She can't hear a word you say
                      You heard some frightening news on the radio
                      About little boys running away from home
                      And their parents don't see them no more
                      You wanna hitch a ride and go home
                      But your mama told you never trust a stranger
                      And you don't know which way to go

                      Streets are dark and deserted
                      Not a sound nor sign of life
                      How you long to hear your mother's voice
                      Cause you're lost and alone
                      But remember you make the choice
                      Run away child, running wild
                      Better go back home where you belong
                      Run away child, running wild
                      Better go back home where you belong
                      You're lost in this great big city
                      (Go back home where you belong)
                      Not one familiar face
                      Ain't it a pity
                      (Go back home where you belong)
                      Oh run away child, running wild
                      You better go back home where you belong
                      Mama, mama please come and see about me
                      But she's much too far away
                      She can't hear a word you say
                      I want my mama
                      You're frightened and confused
                      Which way will you choose

                      ***************************************

                      I CAN'T GET NEXT TO YOU


                      I can turn your gray sky blue
                      I could make it rain whenever I wanted to
                      I can build a castle from a single grain of sand
                      I can make a ship sail on dry land
                      But my life is incomplete and I'm so blue
                      'Cause I can't get next to you
                      Next to you, I just can't get next to you

                      I can fly like a bird in the sky
                      Hey, and I can buy anything that money can buy
                      I can turn a river into a raging fire
                      I could live forever if I so desired
                      Unimportant are all these things I can do
                      'Cause I can't get next to you
                      No matter what I do

                      I can turn back the hands of time
                      You'd better believe I can
                      I can make the seasons change
                      Just by a wave of my hand
                      I can change anything from old to new
                      The thing I want to do the most I'm unable to do
                      Unhappy am I with all the powers I possess
                      'Cause girl, you're the key to my happiness
                      And I, wo, I can't get next to you

                      (fade):
                      Girl, you're blowin' my mind 'cause I can't get (next to you)
                      Can't you see these tears I'm cryin'? I can't get (next to you)
                      Girl, it's you that I need; I gotta get (next to you)
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • STupid Girl by Cold

                        Wanna love ya,
                        Wanna bug ya,
                        Wanna squeeze ya,
                        Stupid girl,

                        Wanna touch ya,
                        Wanna take ya,
                        Wanna shaunt ya,
                        Stupid girl,

                        I cant take this, born to break this,

                        Shes going away, (she's going away)
                        Whats wrong with my life today,
                        Shes going away, (she's going away)
                        Whats wrong with my life today,

                        Stupid Girl,
                        Stupid Girl,

                        Im a loner,
                        Im a loser,
                        Im a winner in my mind,
                        Im a bad one,
                        Im a good one,
                        Im a sick one with a smile,

                        I cant take this, born to break this,

                        Shes going away, (she's going away)
                        Whats wrong with my life today(x3)

                        Stupid Girl(x4)

                        wooooooooooooo ho hoooooooo(x3)

                        shes going away,(she's going away)
                        whats wrong with my life today

                        shes going away,(she's going away)
                        whats wrong with my life today (whats wrong with my life today)

                        shes going away,(she's going away)
                        whats wrong with my life today (whats wrong with my life today)

                        stupid girl
                        "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                        • JUMP (FOR MY LOVE)
                          The Pointer Sisters


                          Your eyes tell me how you love me
                          Can feel it in your heart beat
                          I know you like what you see
                          Hold me, I'll give that you need
                          Wrap your love around me
                          You're so excited, I can feel you
                          Getting hotter, oh baby
                          I'll take you down, I'll take you down
                          Where no one's ever gone before
                          And if you want more, if you want more
                          More, more, more

                          Jump for my love
                          Jump in and feel my touch
                          Jump you want to taste my kisses
                          In the night then

                          Jump, jump for my love
                          Jump, I know my heart can make you happy
                          Jump in, you know these arms
                          Can feel you up
                          Jump, you want to taste my kisses
                          In the night then
                          Jump, jump for my love

                          You told me, I'm the only woman for you
                          Nobody does you like I do
                          Then make a move before you try and
                          Go much farther, oh baby
                          You're the one, you, you are the one
                          And heaven waits here at my door
                          And if you want more,
                          If you want more, more, more then
                          When you are next to me, oh I come alive

                          Your love burns inside
                          Feels so right
                          Come to me if you want me tonight jump
                          Jump if you want to taste my kisses
                          In the night then
                          Jump, jump, jump
                          Jump, you know my heart can
                          Make you happy
                          Jump, you know theese arms can feel you up
                          Jump in, you want to taste my kisses
                          In the night then
                          Jump, jump for my love
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • TOO BUSY THINKING ABOUT MY BABY
                            Marvin Gaye


                            I ain't got time to think about money
                            Or what it can buy
                            And I ain't got time to sit and wonder
                            At what make the birdies fly.
                            I don't have time to think about what makes the flowers grow
                            Ain't never give it a thought
                            To where rivers flow.
                            (Too busy thinking about my baby)
                            Ain't got time for nothin' else.
                            I ain't got time to discuss the weather
                            Or know what's going on,
                            And I ain't got time to do no studying
                            Once I get out of class.
                            And I'm just a fellow with a one track mind,
                            And when it comes to thinkin' about anything but my baby,
                            I just don't have time.
                            Ain't got time for nothin else.
                            I ain't got time to read a newspaper
                            Or look at T.V.
                            Cause I'm not concerned with what the future holds in store for me
                            I'm just a fellow with a one track mind,
                            and when it comes to thinkin about anything but my baby
                            I just don't have time
                            Ain't got time for nothin else.
                            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                            • 12 Days Until Christmas

                              On the 1st day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree.

                              Partridge Family Theme (Come On Get Happy)
                              The Partridge Family
                              Words and Music by Wes Farrell and Danny Janssen



                              Hello world, here's a song that we're singin'
                              Come on, get happy
                              A whole lotta lovin' is what we'll be bringin'
                              We'll make you happy

                              We had a dream we'd go travelin' together
                              And spread a little lovin' if we'll keep movin' on
                              Somethin' always happens whenever we're together
                              We get a happy feelin' when we're singin' a song

                              Travelin' along, there's a song that we're singin'
                              Come on, get happy
                              A whole lotta lovin' is what we'll be bringin'
                              We'll make you happy

                              We'll make you happy
                              We'll make you happy
                              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                              • Not really Christmas related; sorry

                                The Nightingale

                                Traditional

                                As I went a-walking one morning in May,
                                Spied a young couple, so fondly did stray;
                                One was a young maid, so sweet and so fair,
                                And the other was a soldier, a bold grenadier.

                                And they kissed all sweet and comforting as they clung to each other,
                                They walked arm in arm along the road like sister and brother;
                                They walked arm in arm along the road, 'til they came to a stream
                                And they both sat down together, love, to hear the nightingale sing.

                                Then out of his knapsack he took a fine fiddle,
                                And he played her such merry tunes that you ever did hear;
                                And he played her such merry tunes that the valleys did ring,
                                And they both sat down together, love, to hear the nightingale sing.

                                "Oh soldier, oh soldier, oh will you marry me?"
                                "Oh no, my sweet maiden, this just cannot be!
                                For I have my own wife at home, in the old country;
                                And sure she is the sweetest little thing that you ever did see."

                                Well, I'm off to India for seven long years,
                                Drinking wines and strong whiskeys instead of cold beers.
                                And if ever I return again, it'll be in the spring,
                                And we'll both sit down together, love, to hear the nightingale sing.
                                Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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