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  • you know, sloww, i think i'm one of the few people around that likes tapioca

    We're NOt gonna Take It anymore by Twisted SIster

    [refrain] We're not gonna take it- no we aint gonna take it!
    We're not gonna take it ---anymore.

    We've got the right to choose and
    there aint no way we're losin
    This is our life-
    this is our song.
    We'll fight the powers that be just
    don't pick our destiny cuz-
    You dont know us, you don't belong.


    Oh youre so condesending,
    your gore is never ending,
    we dont want nothing- not a thing from you
    Your life is trife and jaded- boring and confiscated.
    If thats your best- your best won't do

    Lady Madonna by THe BEatles

    Lady Madonna,
    Children at your feet
    Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.

    Who find the money
    When you pay the rent?
    Did you think that money was Heaven sent?

    Friday night arrives without a suitcase.
    Sunday morning creeping like a nun.
    Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace.

    See how they run.

    Lady Madonna,
    Baby at your breast
    Wonders how you manage to feed the rest.

    See how they run.

    Lady Madonna,
    Lying on the bed.
    Listen to the music playing in your head.

    Tuesday afternoon is neverending.
    Wednesday morning papers didn't come.
    Thursday night your stockings needed mending.

    See how they run.

    Lady Madonna,
    Children at your feet
    Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
    "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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    • Something Corporate - Heroine (Punk Rock Princess)

      Maybe when the room is empty
      Maybe when this bottle's full
      Maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in
      Maybe when I'm done with thinking
      Maybe you can think me whole
      Maybe when I'm done with endings this can begin
      This can begin, this can begin
      You could be my punk rock princess
      I could be your garage band king
      You could tell me why you just don't fit in
      And how you're gonna be somethin'

      Maybe when your hair gets darker
      Maybe when your eyes get wide
      Maybe when the walls are smaller there will be more space
      Maybe when I'm not so tired
      Maybe you can step inside
      Maybe when I look for things that I can't replace
      I can't replace, I can't replace

      You could be my punk rock princess
      I could be your garage band king
      You could tell me why you just don't fit in
      And how you're gonna be somethin'

      If I could be your first real heart ache
      I would do it over again
      You could be my punk rock princess
      I could be like heroin

      It was this time Last Year
      You're so much different now
      You watch the traffic clear
      You hear the cars spin out
      I never thought you'd last
      I never dreamed you would
      You watch your life go Past
      You wonder if you should

      If you should be my punk rock princess
      So I could be your garage band king
      You could tell me why you just don't fit in
      And how you're gonna be somethin'
      If I could be your first real heart ache
      I would do it over again
      If You could be my punk rock princess
      I could be like heroin

      Whoa Oh You know, you only burn my bridges
      Whoa Oh You know, you just can't let it sink in
      Whoa Oh You know, you only burn my bridges
      Who Oh You know, you just can let it sink in

      You could be my heroine
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      • Bee Gees triple (just cos I want to, okay?)

        Massachusetts

        Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts,
        Something's telling me I must go home.
        And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
        The day I left her standing on her own.

        Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco,
        Gotta do the things I wanna do.
        And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
        They brought me back to see my way with you.

        Talk about the life in Massachusetts,
        Speak about the people I have seen,
        And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
        And Massachusetts is one place I have seen.


        I've Just Gotta Get A Message To You

        The preacher talked to me and he smiled
        said “Come and walk with me
        come and walk one more mile”
        Now for once in your life you’re alone
        But you ain’t got a dime
        There’s no time for the phone

        I’ve just gotta get a message to you
        Hold on, hold on
        One more hour and my life will be through
        Hold on, hold on

        I told him I’m in no hurry
        But if I broke her heart
        Then won’t you tell her I’m sorry
        And for once in my life I’m alone
        And I gotta let her know just in time before I go

        I’ve just gotta get a message to you
        Hold on, hold on
        One more hour and my life will be through
        Hold on, hold on


        New York Mining Disaster 1941

        In the event of something happening to me
        There is something I would like you all to see
        It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

        Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
        Do you know what it's like on the outside?
        Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide,
        Mr. Jones.

        I keep straining my ears to hear a sound
        Maybe someone is digging underground
        Or have they given up and all gone home to bed?
        Thinking those who once existed must be dead?

        Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
        Do you know what it's like on the outside?
        Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide,
        Mr. Jones

        In the event of something happening to me
        There is something I would like you all to see
        It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

        Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
        Do you know what it's like on the outside?
        Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide,
        Mr. Jo - o - o - o - ones
        "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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        • Dammit, devilmunchkin, you already posted Hands Clean!
          Found the mp3, and it is SUCH a perfect song - it's just fantastic!
          And you got there first...grr

          Oh well. Seems like it's back to drawing inspiration from my lifestory.


          REM - Losing My Religion

          Life is bigger
          It's bigger than you
          And you are not me
          The lengths that I will go to
          The distance in your eyes
          Oh no I've said too much
          I set it up

          That's me in the corner
          That's me in the spotlight
          Losing my religion
          Trying to keep up with you
          And I don't know if I can do it
          Oh no I've said too much
          I haven't said enough
          I thought that I heard you laughing
          I thought that I heard you sing
          I think I thought I saw you try

          Every whisper
          Of every waking hour I'm
          Choosing my confessions
          Trying to keep an eye on you
          Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
          Oh no I've said too much
          I set it up

          Consider this
          The hint of the century
          Consider this
          The slip that brought me
          To my knees failed
          What if all these fantasies
          Come flailing around
          Now I've said too much
          I thought that I heard you laughing
          I thought that I heard you sing
          I think I thought I saw you try

          But that was just a dream
          That was just a dream

          That's me in the corner
          That's me in the spotlight
          Losing my religion
          Trying to keep up with you
          And I don't know if I can do it
          Oh no I've said too much
          I haven't said enough
          I thought that I heard you laughing
          I thought that I heard you sing
          I think I thought I saw you try
          I saw you try, why, cry
          That's me in the corner...
          "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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          • Smac: i also posted the release date to her album in a later post..bee gees rock!

            IMitation of Life by REM (one of 2 REM songs that i like)

            Charades, pop skill
            Water hyacinth
            Named by a poet
            Imitation of life

            Like a coin in a frozen pond
            Like a goldfish in a bowl
            I don't want to hear you cry

            That sugarcane that tasted good
            That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
            Come on, come on
            No one can see you try

            You want the greatest thing
            The greatest thing since bread came sliced
            You've got it all
            You've got it sized

            Like a Friday fashion show
            Teenager freezing in the corner
            Trying to look like you don't try

            That sugarcane that tasted good
            That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
            Come on, come on
            No one can see you try

            No one can see you cry

            That's sugarcane that tasted good
            That's freezing rain, that's what you could
            Come on, come on
            No one can see you cry

            This sugarcane, this lemonade
            This hurricane, I'm not afraid
            Come on, come on
            No one can see me cry

            This lightning storm, this tidal wave
            This avalanche, I'm not afraid
            Come on, come on
            No one can see me cry

            That sugarcane that tasted good
            That's who you are, that's what you could
            Come on, come on
            No one can see you cry

            That sugar cane that tasted good
            That's who you are, that's what you could
            Come on, come on
            No one can see you cry



            Dust in the WInd by Kansas

            I close my eyes
            only for a moment
            and the moments gone
            all my dreams
            pass before my eyes a curiosity
            dust in the wind
            all we are dust in the wind

            Some old song
            just a drop of water
            in the endless see
            all we do
            crumbles to the ground
            though we refuse to see
            dust in the wind


            Now, don´t hang on
            nothing last forever
            but the earth and sky
            it lips away

            And all my money
            won`t another minute buy

            Dust in the wind
            all we are dust in the wind
            dust in the wind
            dust in the wind
            "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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            • Yea, I noticed

              Ugh. Am running out of lyrics though. Let's try:

              REM - The Great Beyond

              I´ve watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
              All the sights that I have seen
              I can´t believe that I believed I wished
              That you could see
              There´s a new planet in the solar system
              There is nothing up my sleeve

              I´m pushing an elephant up the stairs
              I´m tossing up punchlines that were never there
              Over my shoulder a piano falls
              Crashing to the ground

              And all this talk of time
              Talk is fine
              And I don´t want to stay around
              Why can´t we pantomime, just close our eyes
              And sleep sweet dreams
              Being here with wings on our feet

              I´m pushing an elephant up the stairs
              I´m tossing up punchlines that were never there
              Over my shoulder a piano falls
              Crashing to the ground

              I´m breaking through
              I´m bending spoons
              I´m keeping flowers in full bloom
              I´m looking for answers from the great beyond

              I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
              Sweetest dreams of you
              Look into the stars
              Look into the moon

              I´m pushing an elephant up the stairs
              I´m tossing up punchlines that were never there
              Over my shoulder a piano falls
              Crashing to the ground

              I´m breaking through
              I´m bending spoons
              I´m keeping flowers in full bloom
              I´m looking for answers from the great beyond


              U2 - Walk On

              And love is not the easy thing
              The only baggage you can bring...
              And love is not the easy thing...
              The only baggage you can bring
              Is all that you can't leave behind

              And if the darkness is to keep us apart
              And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
              And if your glass heart should crack
              And for a second you turn back
              Oh no, be strong

              Walk on, walk on
              What you got they can’t steal it
              No they can’t even feel it
              Walk on, walk on...
              Stay safe tonight

              You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
              A place that has to be believed to be seen
              You could have flown away
              A singing bird in an open cage
              Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

              Walk on, walk on
              What you've got they can't deny it
              Can’t sell it, can’t buy it
              Walk on, walk on
              Stay safe tonight

              And I know it aches
              And your heart it breaks
              And you can only take so much
              Walk on, walk on

              Home... hard to know what it is if you’ve never had one
              Home... I can’t say where it is but I know I'm going home
              That's where the hurt is

              I know it aches
              How your heart it breaks
              And you can only take so much
              Walk on, walk on

              Leave it behind
              You've got to leave it behind
              All that you fashion
              All that you make
              All that you build
              All that you break
              All that you measure
              All that you steal
              All this you can leave behind
              All that you reason
              All that you sense
              All that you speak
              All you dress up
              All that you scheme...


              U2 - Peace On Earth

              Heaven on Earth
              We need it now
              I'm sick of all of this
              Hanging around


              Sick of sorrow
              I'm sick of the pain
              I'm sick of hearing
              Again and again
              That there's gonna be
              Peace on Earth

              Where I grew up
              There weren't many trees
              Where there was we'd tear them down
              And use them on our enemies

              They say that what you mock
              Will surely overtake you
              And you become a monster
              So the monster will not break you

              And it's already gone too far
              Who said that if you go in hard
              You won't get hurt

              Jesus can you take the time
              To throw a drowning man a line
              Peace on Earth

              Tell the ones who hear no sound
              Whose sons are living in the ground
              Peace on Earth

              No whos or whys
              No one cries like a mother cries
              For peace on Earth

              She never got to say goodbye
              To see the color in his eyes
              Now he's in the dirt
              Peace on Earth

              They're reading names out
              Over the radio
              All the folks the rest of us
              Won't get to know

              Sean and Julia
              Gareth, Ann, and Breda
              Their lives are bigger than
              Any big idea

              Jesus can you take the time
              To throw a drowning man a line
              Peace on Earth

              To tell the ones who hear no sound
              Whose sons are living in the ground
              Peace on Earth

              Jesus in this song you wrote
              The words are sticking in my throat
              Peace on Earth

              Hear it every Christmas time
              But hope and history won't rhyme
              So what's it worth

              This peace on Earth
              Peace on Earth
              Peace on Earth
              Peace on Earth
              "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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              • guess i'll post some of my fav songs too...

                NOT ENOUGH.......3 Doors Down


                Seven days underpaid gotta give it up
                Got no time for this life that i'm livin up
                Shackled down, kicked around, now slave to the grind
                Need some time for myself.......

                I'll give you anything that you want me to
                But i dont't have time so i'll get up with you
                If you dont understand man you gotta believe
                There is too much of you but there's not enough of me......

                There is not enough of me......

                Same old song, world moves on while i'm still in bed
                Meet tommorrow, today just to get ahead
                Jump the gun on the run i'm the only one
                Who thinks that i'm fallin behind?

                I'll give you anything that you want me too
                But i dont have the time so i'll get up with you
                If you dont undersand man you gotta believe
                Ther is too much of you but there's not enought of me........
                There is not enought of me.....
                I"ll give you anything that you want me too
                But i dont have the time so i'll get up with you
                If you dont understand man you gotta believe
                There is too much of you but theres not enough of me.......
                DarlinKell..... =)

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                • Loverman
                  Metallica
                  (Originally done by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds)



                  There's a devil waiting outside your door
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil waiting outside your door
                  (How much longer)
                  It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor
                  (How much longer)
                  And he's howling with pain and crawling up the walls
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil waiting outside your door
                  (How much longer)
                  He's weak with evil and broken by the world
                  (How much longer)
                  He's shouting your name and he's asking for more
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil waiting outside your door
                  (How much longer)

                  Loverman
                  Since the world began
                  Forever, amen
                  Till end of time
                  Take off that dress
                  I'm coming down
                  I'm your loverman
                  Cause I am what I am (Repeat)

                  L is for LOVE, baby
                  O is for ONLY you that I do
                  V is for loving VIRTUALLY all that you are
                  E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do
                  R is for RAPE me
                  M is for MURDER me
                  A is for ANSWERING all of my prayers
                  N is for KNOWING your loverman's going to
                  be the answer to all of yours

                  Loverman
                  Till the bitter end
                  While empires burn down
                  Forever and ever
                  Amen I'm your loverman
                  So help me, baby
                  So help me
                  Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
                  I'm your loverman

                  There's a devil crawling along your floor
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil crawling along your floor
                  (How much longer)
                  With a trembling heart, he's coming through your door
                  (How much longer)
                  With his straining sex in his jumping paw
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil crawling along your floor
                  (How much longer)
                  And he's old and he's stupid
                  And he's hungry and he's sore
                  And he's lame and he's blind
                  And he's dirty and he's poor
                  Give him more
                  There's a devil crawling along your floor


                  Loverman
                  Here I stand
                  Forever, Amen
                  Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
                  Forgive me, baby
                  My hands are tied
                  And I got no choice, I got no choice at all

                  I'll say it again:

                  L is for LOVE, baby
                  O is for O yes I do
                  V is for VIRTUE, so I ain't gonna hurt you
                  E is for EVEN if you want me to
                  R is for RENDER unto me, baby
                  M is for that which is MINE
                  A is for ANY old how, darling
                  N is for ANY old time

                  I'm your loverman
                  I got a masterplan
                  To take off your dress
                  And be your man
                  Seize the throne
                  Seize the mantle
                  Seize the crown
                  Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
                  I'm your loverman

                  There's a devil lying by your side
                  (How much longer)
                  You might think he's asleep
                  (How much longer)
                  but look at his eyes
                  (How much longer)
                  He wants you, darling, to be his bride
                  (How much longer)
                  There's a devil lying by your side
                  (How much longer)

                  Loverman!
                  Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                  • DECEMBER
                    Collective Soul


                    Why drink the water
                    from my hand?
                    Contagious as you think I am
                    Just tilt my sun towards
                    your domain.
                    Your cup runneth over again.

                    Don't scream about
                    Don't think aloud
                    Turn your head now baby
                    Just spit me out
                    Don't worry about
                    Don't speak of doubt
                    Turn your head now baby
                    Just spit me out

                    Why follow me to higher ground?
                    Lost as you swear I am.
                    Don't throw away your basic needs,
                    Ambiance and vanity.

                    December promise you gave unto me
                    December whispers of treachery
                    December clouds are now covering me
                    December songs no longer I sing
                    Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                    • Why by Collective SOul

                      In the air I'm tasting your perfection
                      Forgive me dear for my misdirection
                      As I crawl beneath this torture you adore
                      I fall face to face with my scars you've ignored

                      So tell me why it don't feel the same
                      Tell me why I've got to feel this way
                      Yeah you leave, you're gone
                      And I'm left here with the blame
                      So tell me why it don't feel the same

                      All my props I swear they were in order
                      Even with the warnings of your thunder
                      Now I pause to let my silence scream tonight
                      Awhile you roam like a serpent satellite

                      So tell me why it don't feel the same
                      Tell me why I've got to feel this way
                      Yeah you leave, you're gone
                      And I'm left here with the blame
                      So tell me why it don't feel the same

                      So tell me why it don't feel the same
                      Tell me why I've got to feel this way
                      Yeah you leave, you're gone
                      And I'm left here with the blame
                      So tell me why it don't feel the same
                      "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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                      • "I Would have Loved You Anyway"
                        Trisha Yearwood


                        If I'd a known the way that this would end
                        If I'd a read the last page first
                        If I'd a had the strength to walk away
                        If I'd a known how this would hurt

                        I would have loved you anyway
                        I'd do it all the same
                        Not a second I would change
                        Not a touch that I would trade
                        Had I known my heart would break
                        I'd a loved you anyway

                        It's bittersweet to look back now
                        At memories withered on the vine
                        But just to hold you close to me
                        For a moment in time

                        And even if I'd seen it comin'
                        You still'd a seen me runnin'
                        Straight into your arms

                        I would a loved you anyway
                        I would a loved you anyway
                        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                        • SOme Mr. Mister

                          Kyrie

                          Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison, kyrie

                          The wind blows hard against this mountain side,
                          across the sea into my soul
                          It reaches into where I cannot hide,
                          setting my feet upon the road

                          My heart is old, it holds my memories,
                          my body burns a gemlike flame
                          Somewhere between the soul and soft machine,
                          is where I find myself again

                          Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
                          Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
                          Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
                          Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light

                          When I was young I thought of growing old,
                          of what my life would mean to me
                          Would I have followed down my chosen road,
                          or only wished what I could be

                          Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
                          Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
                          Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
                          Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light

                          oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
                          oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

                          Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
                          Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
                          Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
                          Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light

                          Broken Wings

                          Baby, don't understand
                          Why we can't just hold on to each other's hands
                          This time might be the last I fear
                          Unless I make it all too clear
                          I need you so (oh)

                          Take these Broken Wings
                          And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
                          When we hear the voices sing
                          The book of love will open up and let us in
                          Take these Broken Wings

                          Baby, I think tonight
                          We can take what was wrong and make it right (mmm)
                          Baby, it's all I know
                          That you're half of the flesh and blood makes me whole
                          I need you so

                          So take these Broken Wings
                          And learn to fly again
                          Learn to live so free
                          When we hear the voices sing
                          The book of love will open up and let us in (ya ya, let us in, let us in)

                          Baby, that's all I know
                          That's you're half of the flesh and blood makes me whole (ya ya ya ya, ya ya)

                          So take these Broken Wings
                          And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
                          When we hear the voices sing
                          The book of love will open up and let us in

                          Take these Broken Wings
                          You got to learn to fly
                          Learn to live love so free
                          When we hear the voices sing
                          The book of love will open up for us and let us in (ya ya, ooh)
                          "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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                          • If there was ever a proverbial wedding song, this is it right here.

                            At Last
                            Etta James

                            At last my love has come along
                            My lonely days are over
                            And life is like a song

                            At last the skies above are blue
                            My heart was wrapped up in clover
                            The night I looked at you

                            I found a dream that I could speak to
                            A dream that I can call my own
                            I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
                            A thrill that I have never known

                            You smile, you smile
                            And then the spell was cast
                            And here we are in heaven
                            For you are mine at last
                            CGN | a bunch of incoherent nonsense
                            Chris Jericho: First-Ever Undisputed Champion of Professional Wrestling & God Incarnate
                            Mystique & Aura: Appearing Nightly @ Yankee Stadium! | Red & Pewter Pride
                            Head Coach/General Manager, Kyrandia Dragonhawks (2004 Apolyton Fantasy Football League Champions)

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                            • Triple Shot Thursday. In Memory Of The Outlaw, Waylon Jennings.

                              My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys
                              Waylon Jennings.

                              I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy,
                              Lovin' the cowboy ways.
                              Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes,
                              I burned up my childhood days.
                              I learned all the rules of the modern-day drifter,
                              Don't you hold on to nothin' too long.
                              Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them,
                              With the words of a sad country song.
                              My heroes have always been cowboys.
                              And they still are, it seems.
                              Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
                              Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

                              Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery,
                              From being alone too long.
                              You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare,
                              Knowin' well your best days are gone.
                              Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen,
                              I let the words of my years fade away.
                              Old worn-out saddles, an 'old worn-out memories,
                              With no one and no place to stay.

                              My heroes have always been cowboys.
                              And they still are, it seems.
                              Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
                              Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

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                              Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys
                              Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson.

                              Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
                              They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
                              Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis,
                              And each night begins a new day.
                              If you don't understand him, an' he don't die young,
                              He'll prob'ly just ride away.

                              Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
                              Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
                              Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
                              Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
                              'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone.
                              Even with someone they love.

                              Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
                              Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
                              Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do,
                              Sometimes won't know how to take him.
                              He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him,
                              Do things to make you think he's right.

                              Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
                              Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
                              Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
                              Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
                              'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone.
                              Even with someone they love.

                              (Fade.)

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                              (I'm a) Ramblin' Man
                              Waylon Jennings.

                              I've been down the Mississippi,
                              Down through New Orleans,
                              Yes, I have.
                              I've played in California,
                              There ain't too much I haven't seen.
                              No, there ain't.
                              Well, I'm a ramblin' man,
                              Don't fool around with a ramblin' man.
                              Left a girl in West Virginia,
                              Up there where that green grass grows,
                              Yes, I did.
                              Another girl in Cincinnati,
                              Waitin' where the Ohio River flows,
                              Poor girl!
                              I'm a ramblin' man,
                              Don't give your heart to a ramblin' man.

                              You'd better move away,
                              You're standin' too close to the flame.
                              Once I mess with your mind,
                              Your little heart won't beat the same.
                              Lord, I'm a ramblin' man,
                              Don't mess around with any ol' ramblin' man.
                              Better not!

                              Well, up in Chicago,
                              I was known as "Quiet Boy,"
                              Yes, I was!
                              Down in Alabama,
                              They call me "The man of joy,"
                              Still do!
                              Well, I'm a ramblin' man,
                              Don't fall in love with a ramblin' man.

                              You'd better move away,
                              You're standin' too close to the flame.
                              Once I mess with your mind,
                              Your little heart won't beat the same.
                              Lord, I'm a ramblin' man,
                              Don't mess around with any ol' ramblin' man.

                              (Fade.)

                              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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                              • Joni Mitchell - The Fiddle And The Drum

                                And so once again
                                My dear Johnny my dear friend
                                And so once again you are fightin' us all
                                And when I ask you why
                                You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
                                Oh, my friend
                                How did you come
                                To trade the fiddle for the drum

                                You say I have turned
                                Like the enemies you've earned
                                But I can remember
                                All the good things you are
                                And so I ask you please
                                Can I help you find the peace and the star
                                Oh, my friend
                                What time is this
                                To trade the handshake for the fist

                                And so once again
                                Oh, America my friend
                                And so once again
                                You are fighting us all
                                And when we ask you why
                                You raise your sticks and cry and we fall
                                Oh, my friend
                                How did you come
                                To trade the fiddle for the drum

                                You say we have turned
                                Like the enemies you've earned
                                But we can remember
                                All the good things you are
                                And so we ask you please
                                Can we help you find the peace and the star
                                Oh my friend
                                We have all come
                                To fear the beating of your drum


                                Joni Mitchell - Refuge of the Roads

                                I met a friend of spirit
                                He drank and womanized
                                And I sat before his sanity
                                I was holding back from crying
                                He saw my complications
                                And he mirrored me back simplified
                                And we laughed how our perfection
                                Would always be denied
                                "Heart and humor and humility"
                                He said "Will lighten up your heavy load"
                                I left him for the refuge of the roads

                                I fell in with some drifters
                                Cast upon a beachtown
                                Winn Dixie cold cuts and highway hand me downs
                                And I wound up fixing dinner
                                For them and Boston Jim
                                I well up with affection
                                Thinking back down the roads to then
                                The nets were overflowing
                                In the Gulf of Mexico
                                They were overflowing in the refuge of the roads

                                There was spring along the ditches
                                There were good times in the cities
                                Oh radiant happiness
                                It was all so light and easy
                                Till I started analyzing
                                And I brought on my old ways
                                A thunderhead of judgment was
                                Gathering in my gaze
                                And it made most people nervous
                                They just didn't want to know
                                What I was seeing in the refuge of the roads

                                I pulled off into a forest
                                Crickets clicking in the ferns
                                Like a wheel of fortune
                                I heard my fate turn turn turn
                                And I went running down a white sand road
                                I was running like a white-assed deer
                                Running to lose the blues
                                To the innocence in here
                                These are the clouds of Michelangelo
                                Muscular with gods and sungold
                                Shine on your witness in the refuge of the roads

                                In a highway service station
                                Over the month of June
                                Was a photograph of the earth
                                Taken coming back from the moon And you couldn't see a city

                                On that marbled bowling ball
                                Or a forest or a highway
                                Or me here least of all
                                You couldn't see these cold water restrooms
                                Or this baggage overload
                                Westbound and rolling taking refuge in the roads


                                Joni Mitchell - Amelia
                                Dedicated to my Amelia - when looking down on everything I crashed into her arms...


                                I was driving across the burning desert
                                When I spotted six jet planes
                                Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
                                It was the hexagram of the heavens
                                it was the strings of my guitar
                                Amelia it was just a false alarm

                                The drone of flying engines
                                Is a song so wild and blue
                                It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you
                                Then your life becomes a travelogue
                                Of picture post card charms
                                Amelia it was just a false alarm

                                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
                                Other's 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

                                I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel
                                To shower off the dust
                                And I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
                                I dreamed of 747s
                                Over geometric farms
                                Dreams Amelia - dreams and false alarms
                                "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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