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  • #91
    SPIRIT IN THE NIGHT
    Manfred Mann's Earth Band


    Crazy Janey and her mission man
    Were back in the alley tradin hands
    Long came Wild Billy with his friend
    G-Man all duded up for Saturday night
    Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
    And said, "anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake?"
    It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
    I got a bottle of Rose, so let's try it
    We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe
    And I'll take you all out to where the Gypsy angels go
    They're built like light and they dance like spirits in the night
    (All night) in the night (all night)
    Oh you don't know what they can do to you
    Spirits in the night (all night)
    In the night (all night)
    Stand right up now and let them shoot through you
    Well now, Wild Billy was a crazy cat
    And he shook some dust out of his coonskin cap
    He said, "trust some of this, it'll show you where it's at
    Or at least it'll really help you feel it"
    By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake
    I had my head out the window
    And Janey's fingers were in the cake
    I think I really dug her cause I was too loose to fake
    I said, "I'm hurt." She said, "Honey, let me heal it."
    And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
    And she kissed me just right like only a lonely angel can
    She felt so nice, just as soft as a spirit in the night
    (All night) in the night (all night)
    Janey don't know what she do to you
    Spirit in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
    Stand right up and let her shoot through me
    Now the night was bright and the stars
    Threw light on Billy and Davy dancin in the moonlight
    They were down near the water in a stone mud fight
    Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn
    Well now, Hazy Davy got really hurt,
    He ran into the lake in just his socks and a shirt
    Me and crazy Janey was makin love in the dirt
    Singin our birthday song
    Janey said it ws time to go so we closed our eyes
    And said goodbye to Gypsy Angel Row,
    Felt so right together we moved like spirits in the night (all night)
    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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    • #92
      My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys
      performed by Willie Nelson


      I grew up dreaming of being a cowboy.
      Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery.

      And loving the cowboy ways.
      From being alone too long.

      Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes
      You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare

      I burned up my childhood days.
      Knowing well that your best days are gone

      I learned all the rules of a moder day drifter
      Picking up hookers instead of my pen

      DonUt you hold on to nothing too long
      I let the words of my youth fade away.

      Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them
      Old worn out saddles and old worm out memories

      With the words of a sad country song.
      With no one and no place to stay.

      CHORUS
      My heroes have always been cowboys
      And they still are it seems
      Sadly in search of and one step in back of
      Themselves and their slow moving dreams.
      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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      • #93
        "September"
        Earth, Wind, Fire

        Do you remember the 21st night of September?
        Love was changing the minds of pretenders
        While chasing the clouds away

        Our hearts were ringing
        In the key that our souls were singing.
        As we danced in the night,
        Remember how the stars stole the night away

        Ba de ya - say do you remember
        Ba de ya - dancing in September
        Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

        My thoughts are with you
        Holding hands with your heart to see you
        Only blue talk and love,
        Remember how we knew love was here to stay

        Now December found the love that we shared in September.
        Only blue talk and love,
        Remember the true love we share today

        Ba de ya - say do you remember
        Ba de ya - dancing in September
        Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

        Ba de ya - say do you remember
        Ba de ya - dancing in September
        Ba de ya - golden dreams were shiny days
        Despot-(1a) : a ruler with absolute power and authority (1b) : a person exercising power tyrannically
        Beyond Alpha Centauri-Witness the glory of Sheng-ji Yang
        *****Citizen of the Hive****
        "...but what sane person would move from Hawaii to Indiana?" -Dis

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        • #94
          Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
          The Platters
          ________

          They asked me how I knew
          My true love was true
          I of course replied
          Something here inside
          Cannot be denied

          They said someday you'll find
          All who love are blind
          When your heart's on fire
          you must realise
          Smoke gets in your eyes

          So I chaffed them and I gayly laughed
          To think they could doubt my love
          Yet today my love has flown away
          I am without my love

          Now laughing friends deride
          Tears I cannot hide
          So I smile and say
          When a lovely flame dies
          Smoke gets in your eyes
          Smoke gets in your eyes
          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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          • #95
            SWEET TALKIN' WOMAN
            Electric Light Orchestra


            I was searchin' on a one-way street
            I was hopin' for a chance to meet
            I was waitin' for the operator on the line

            (She's gone so long)
            What can I do
            (Where could she be)
            Oh no, no don't know what I'm gonna do
            I gotta get back to you

            You gotta slow down
            Sweet talkin' woman
            You got me runnin'
            You got me searchin'
            Hold on sweet talkin' woman
            It's so sad if that's the way it's over

            I was walkin' many days gone by
            I was thinkin' 'bout the lonely nights
            Communication break down all around me

            (She's gone so long)
            What can I do
            (Where could she be)
            Oh no, no don't know what I'm gonna do
            I gotta get back to you
            (repeat chorus)

            I've been livin' on a dead-end street
            I've been askin' ev'rybody I meet
            Insufficient data comin' through

            (She's gone so long)
            What can I do
            (Where could she be)
            Oh no, no don't know what I'm gonna do
            I gotta get back to you
            (repeat chorus)
            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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            • #96
              Natalie Imbruglia - Smoke

              My lullaby,hung out to dry
              What's up with that
              It's over
              Where are you dad
              Mum's lookin' sad
              What's up with that

              It's dark in here
              Why, bleeding is breathing
              You're hiding underneath the smoke in the room
              Try, bleeding is believing
              I used to

              My mouth is dry
              Forgot how to cry
              What's up with that
              You're hurting me
              I'm running fast
              Can't hide the past
              What's up with that

              You're pushing me
              Why, bleeding is breathing
              You're hiding underneath the smoke in the room
              Try, bleeding is believing
              I used to
              I used to

              Why, bleeding is breathing
              You're hiding underneath the smoke in the room
              Try, bleeding is breathing
              I saw you crawling on the floor
              Why, bleeding is breathing
              You're hiding underneath the smoke in the room
              Try, bleeding is breathing
              I saw you crawling to the door
              Why, bleeding is breathing
              You're hiding underneath the smoke in the room
              Try, bleeding is breathing
              I saw you falling on the floor


              Sugababes - Overload

              Strange fear I ain't felt for years
              The boy's coming and I'm close to tears
              I can't let go of you now

              Imagination's playing round for free
              In my world I take him out for tea
              Oh my God, can't say no

              Skipping school, go walk for air
              I just had to get out of bed
              I'm on overload in my head

              Train comes I don't know its destination
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation
              Train comes I don't know its destination
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation

              Life is a dream, time does come true
              And in my sleep I think of you
              Feather bed by myself

              Basically probability
              Says that fate's come side with me
              It's been so long on my shelf

              Train comes I don't know its destination
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation
              Train comes I don't know its destination
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation

              The tension is incredible, boy I'm in charge
              You know how I feel for you,
              Will you stop, or will you just keep going
              Please don't say no, no, no, no

              Train comes I don't know its destination
              (Yeah yeah yeah)
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation
              (Situation)
              Train comes I don't know its destination
              (I know, I know)
              It's a one-way ticket to a madman's situation
              (Situation)
              "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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              • #97
                Why They Call It Falling
                by Lee Ann Womack

                It's like jumping, it's like leaping, it's like walking on the ceiling.
                It's like floating, its like flying through the air.
                It's like soring, it's like gliding, it's a rocket ship your riding.
                It's a feeling that can take you anywhere.

                (So) why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling, I don't know.

                There was passion, there was laughter, the first morning after
                I just couldn't get my feet to touch the ground.
                Every time we were together, we talked about forever.
                I was certain it was heaven we had found.

                (So) why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling, I don't know.

                You can't live your life, walking in the clouds
                Sooner or later you have to come down.

                It's like a knife through the heart when it all comes apart
                It's like someone takes a pin to your balloon.
                It's a hole, it's a cave, it's kind of like a grave


                Why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling now I know
                Why they call it falling
                Why they call it falling now it know
                Last edited by boann; October 29, 2002, 00:02.
                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                • #98
                  i am a dried and withered husk of a human

                  Sad Song by Oasis

                  Sing a sad song
                  In a lonely place
                  Try to put a word in for me
                  It's been so long
                  Since I found this place
                  You better put in two or three
                  We as people, are just walking 'round
                  Our heads are firmly fixed in the ground
                  What we don't see
                  Well it can't be real
                  What we don't touch we cannot feel

                  Where we're living in this town
                  The sun is coming up and it's going down
                  But it's all just the same at the end of the day
                  And we cheat and we lie
                  Nobody says it's wrong
                  So we don't ask why
                  Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day
                  We're throwing it all away
                  We're throwing it all away
                  We're throwing it all away at the end of the day

                  If you need it
                  Something I can give
                  I know I'd help you if I can
                  If your honest and you say that you did
                  You know that I would give you my hand
                  Or a sad song
                  In a lonely place
                  I'll try to put a word in for you
                  Need a shoulder? well if that's the case
                  You know there's nothing I wouldn't do

                  Where we're living in this town
                  The sun is coming up and it's going down
                  But it's all just the same at the end of the day
                  When we cheat and we lie
                  Nobody says it's wrong
                  So we don't ask why
                  Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day

                  Don't throw it all away
                  Don't throw it all away
                  Don't throw it all away
                  Don't throw it all away
                  Throwing it all away
                  Throwing it all away
                  Throwing it all away

                  Throwing it all away
                  Throwing it all away
                  You're throwing it all away at the end of the day

                  Manic Depression by Jimi Hendrix

                  Manic Depression's touching my soul,
                  I know what I want,
                  but I just don't know how to go about getting it.

                  Feeling, sweet feeling
                  drops from my finger, fingers
                  Manic Depression's captured my soul.

                  Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain,
                  you make love,
                  you break love,
                  it's-a all the same when it's...
                  when it's over.

                  Music sweet music,
                  I wish I could caress, caress, caress.
                  Manic Depression's a frustrating mess.
                  Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' go on down.

                  Really ain't no use me hanging around.
                  Oh, I gotta see you.
                  "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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                  • #99
                    Two For Tuesday; The Raspberries

                    I'm A Rocker

                    Back beat boogie got a hold on me, make me wanna jump and shout
                    Twisting like a top, I never want to stop tonight

                    You surely look like a [1, 3: magazine 2: movie queen]
                    And you can move like I've never seen
                    Reelin' and a-rockin, babe
                    Come on and dance with me

                    I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
                    I been a-boogieing since I ditched the stroller
                    So come on hold me tight
                    And we can rock the night away

                    Tight booted teenie with the smiling face
                    Make me want to smile and shake
                    Come on out today and shimmy like a rattlesnake

                    I get this feeling when I hear that beat
                    I gotta jump and get up on the table
                    'Cause when that rhythm and blues electrifies my shoes
                    I get the message like it came by cable (Hey!)

                    Hold me tight and we can rock the night away
                    So come on, hold me tight and we can rock the night away

                    -----------------------------------------------------------------
                    Rock and Roll Mama


                    Rock and roll mama gets her kicks
                    At the Hop every Friday night
                    They know when she walks out that door
                    She ain't comin' home all night
                    Rock and roll mama, wanna take you home with me
                    Put down my guitar just long enough to make you see

                    I'm gonna hold you like a lover should. Yeah!
                    Rock and roll mama, make you feel so good.
                    All right! All right! Rock and roll mama

                    She's got the kind of walk drives you
                    Crazy when she passes by
                    You know she's gonna burn you
                    But there's nothing gonna stop you from trying
                    Rock and roll mama, wanna take you home with me
                    I'm gonna put down my guitar just long enough to make you see

                    Rock and roll mama, make you feel all right. Yeah!
                    Come on, sugar, can you stay all night?
                    All night! All night! All night! All night!
                    Rock and roll mama

                    Rock and roll mama, make you feel all right. Yeah!
                    Come on, sugar, can you stay all night?
                    All night! All night! Rock and roll mama

                    Come on, sugar, shake those hips
                    You got to drive me wild
                    Gonna watch you rock and roll
                    Til the sun comes up at half past five
                    Rock and roll mama
                    Wanna take you home 'cause now I know
                    There's nothing like a rock and roll mama
                    Make me lose control

                    Rock and roll mama, make you feel all right. Yeah!
                    Come on, sugar, can you stay all night?
                    All night! All night! All night! All night!
                    Rock and roll mama.....
                    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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                    • For devilmunchkin

                      Hope this helps you feel better, DM. Hope tomorrow is your perfect day.

                      Perfect Day - Lou Reed

                      Just a perfect day, drink sangria in the park
                      And then later when it gets dark
                      We go home
                      Just a perfect day
                      Feed animals in the zoo
                      Then later a movie too, and then home

                      Oh! It's such a perfect day
                      I'm glad I spent it with you
                      Oh! Such a perfect day
                      You keep me hanging on
                      You just keep me hanging on

                      Just a perfect day
                      Problems all left alone
                      Weekends on our own
                      It's such fun
                      Just a perfect day
                      You made me forget myself
                      I thought I was someone else
                      Someone good

                      Oh! It's such a perfect day
                      I'm glad I spent it with you
                      Oh such a perfect day
                      You just keep me hanging on
                      You just keep me hanging on

                      You're going to reap just what you sow
                      Reap, reap, reap
                      You're going to reap
                      Just what you sow
                      You're going to reap just what you sow
                      Reap, reap, reap what you sow
                      Oh! What a perfect day
                      "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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                      • cbeast!
                        Christianity: The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree...

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                        • One for Che.



                          The Children's Marching Song (Nick Nack Paddy Whack)





                          This old man he played one
                          He played nick nack on my drum
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played two
                          He played nick nack on my shoe
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played three
                          He played nick nack on my tree
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played four
                          He played nick nack on my door
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played five
                          He played nick nack on my hive
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home



                          This old man he played six
                          He played nick nack on my stick
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played seven
                          He played nick nack on my deven
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played eight
                          He played nick nack on my gate
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played nine
                          He played nick nack on my vine
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling home

                          This old man he played ten
                          He played nick nack on my hen
                          With a nick nack paddy whack
                          Give a dog a bone
                          This old man came rolling 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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                          • The Song Remembers When
                            by Trisha Yearwood

                            I was standing at the counter
                            I was waiting for the change
                            When I heard that old familiar music start
                            It was like a lighted match
                            Had been tossed into my soul
                            It was like a dam had broken in my heart

                            After taking every detour
                            Getting lost and losing track
                            So that even if I wanted I could not find my way back
                            After driving out the memory
                            Of the way things might have been
                            After I'd forgotten all about us
                            The song remembers when

                            We were rolling through the Rockies
                            We were up above the clouds
                            When a station out of Jackson played that song
                            And it seemed to fit the moment
                            And the moment seemed to freeze
                            When we turned the music up and sang along

                            And there was a God in Heaven
                            And the world made perfect sense
                            We were young and were in love
                            And we were easy to convince
                            We were headed straight for Eden
                            It was just around the bend
                            And though I have forgotten all about it
                            The song remembers when

                            I guess something must have happened
                            And we must have said goodbye
                            And my heart must have been broken
                            Though I can't recall just why
                            The song remembers when

                            Well, for all the miles between us
                            And for all the time that's passed
                            You would think I haven't gotten very far
                            And I hope my hasty heart
                            Will forgive me just this once
                            If I stop to wonder how on Earth you are

                            But that's just a lot of water
                            Underneath a bridge I burned
                            And there's no use in backtracking
                            Around corners I have turned
                            Still I guess some things we bury
                            Are just bound to rise again
                            For even if the whole world has forgotten
                            The song remembers when
                            Yeah, and even if the whole world has forgotten
                            The song remembers when
                            "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                            • Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud, David Bowie.

                              Solemn faced
                              The village settles down
                              Undetected by the stars
                              And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
                              And the last thing on his mind
                              Is the Wild Eyed Boy imprisoned
                              'Neath the covered wooden shaft
                              Folds the rope
                              Into its bag
                              Blows his pipe of smoulders
                              Blankets smoke into the room
                              And the day will end for some
                              As the night begins for one

                              Staring through the message in his eyes
                              Lies a solitary son
                              From the mountain called Freecloud
                              Where the Eagle dare not fly
                              And the patience in his sigh
                              Gives no indication
                              For the townsmen to decide
                              So the village dreadful yawns
                              Pronouncing gross diversion
                              As the label for the dog
                              Oh "It's the madness in his eyes"
                              As he breaks the night to cry:

                              "It's really me
                              Really you
                              And really me
                              It's so hard for us to really be
                              Really you
                              And really me
                              You'll lose me though I'm always really free"

                              And the mountain moved its eyes
                              To the world of realise
                              Where the snow had saved a place
                              For the Wild Eyed Boy from Freecloud

                              And the village dreadful cried
                              As the rope began to rise
                              For the smile stayed on the face
                              Of the wide-eyed boy from Freecloud

                              And the women once proud
                              Clutched the heart of the crowd
                              As the boulders smashed down from the mountain's hand
                              And the magic in the stare
                              Of the Wild Eyed Boy said
                              "Stop, Freecloud
                              They won't think to cut me down"
                              But the cottages fell
                              Like a playing card hell
                              And the tears on the face
                              Of the wise boy
                              Came tumbling down
                              To the rumbling ground
                              And the missionary mystic of peace/love
                              Stumbled to cry among the clouds
                              Kicking back the pebbles
                              From the Freecloud mountain
                              Track
                              I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                              [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                              • Trisha Yearwood
                                Heart Like A Sad Song


                                She loves the ones with all that wounded pride
                                The ones who carry all that hurt inside
                                Who never seem to find a place they belong
                                She's got a heart like a sad song

                                And she will give them all the love she can
                                Even when love won't give her half a chance
                                And she will stay with them till all hope is gone
                                She's got a heart like a sad song

                                There's a wedding picture she still keeps
                                Of the girl she was and the man he seemed to be
                                He left her the house with the picket fence
                                And walked away with her innocence

                                There's a wedding picture she still keeps
                                Of the girl she was and the man he seemed to be
                                He left her the house with the picket fence
                                And walked away with her innocence

                                Now from the moment that love comes to call
                                She's waiting for that other shoe to fall
                                Goodbye's the only thing that she's counting on
                                Oh, she's got a heart like a sad song
                                She's got a heart like a sad song
                                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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