Yeah, but Since You Been Gone was already in the Graham Bonnet era (1979). I agree that RJD is a great singer, however, and it was during his time that Rainbow had their prime.
							
						
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 Song:One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces (live at 9:30 Club)
 Artist:Ben Folds
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 September '75
 I was 47 Inches high
 my mom said by Christmas I would have
 a bad-ass mother G.I Joe
 for you little minds to blow
 I still got beat up after class - yeah!
 Now I'm big and important
 one angry dwarf and
 200 solem faces are you
 if you really want to see me
 check the papers and the tv
 looks who's telling who what to do
 Kiss my ass
 goodbye
 so don't give me that bull****
 you know who I am
 I'm your nightmare little man
 Vic you stole my lunch money made me cry
 Jane remember second grade?
 Said you couldn't stand my face
 rather than kiss me you said you'd rather die
 Now I'm big and important
 one angry dwarf and
 200 solem faces are you
 if you really want to see me
 check the papers and the tv
 looks who's telling who what to do
 Yeah - Kiss my ass
 Goodbye
 Awwwwwww ****
 You'll be sorry one day
 yeah you will - yes you will
 you shouldn't push me around
 cause I will - yes I will
 you will be sorry when I'm big
 yes you will - yes you will
 you will be sorry
 'cause I'm big and important
 one angry dwarf and
 200 solem faces are you
 if you really want to see me
 check the papers check the tv
 oh, no, looks who's telling who what to do
 kiss my ass - mother****er
 
 Jon MillweJon Miller-
 I AM.CANADIAN
 GENERATION 35: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
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 INCUBUS
 Clean
 Today, everything was fine.
 Until roundabout, quarter to nine
 I suddenly found myself in a bind.
 Was it something I said?
 Something I read and manifested that's getting you down.
 DOn't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye, I'd sonner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried.
 
 Say what you will, say what you mean.
 You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean.
 Tomorrow, what price will I pay?
 
 Could I make it all up to you by serving coffee for two in bed?
 Would you then gimme the time of day?
 I need a map of your head, translated into English so I can learn to not make you frown.
 You'd feel better if you'd vent, put your frustrations into four letter words annd let them out on mine, the most weathered ears in town.
 
 So say what you will, say what you mean.
 you could never offend, your dirty words come out clean.Bunnies!
 Welcome to the DBTSverse!
 God, Allah, boedha, siva, the stars, tealeaves and the palm of you hand. If you are so desperately looking for something to believe in GO FIND A MIRROR
 'Space05us is just a stupid nice guy' - Space05us
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 Triple Shot Thursday; Humble Pie
 
 Hot 'N' Nasty
 
 Find it)
 (Who that?)
 (Mercy)
 (Who that sayin' mercy?)
 So hot 'n' nasty
 Oh, hey Joe, don't forget to shake it
 While you sleepin' on that bed
 You know it really makes it
 Look at me shake a leg, oh
 I got my head in a cloud
 I'm gonna stand out in the crowd
 I wanna sing out loud
 Ooh, got to do it with the feelin'
 Now you gonna hit the ceiling
 
 Do you get the message?
 Do you get the message?
 Do you get the message?
 
 Hey, boogaloo, I really love you
 Look what you've done to my head
 Take all my time
 Take all my money
 But most of all you take all my bread
 Oh, I got my head in a cloud
 I wanna sing it loud
 I'm gonna stand out in the crowd
 You got to do it with the feelin'
 Well, you gonna hit the ceiling
 
 Do you get the message?
 Do you get the message?
 Do you get the message?
 
 Don't forget to shake that thing...
 Do it with the feelin'
 Then you gonna, then you gonna hit the ceiling
 
 Hot 'n' nasty, hot 'n' nasty
 It's hot 'n' nasty, so hot 'n' nasty
 So hot 'n' nasty
 
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 Black Coffee
 
 Yer!
 Black coffee is my name
 Black coffee is not a thing
 Black coffee freshly ground and fully packed
 Hot black coffee boys
 Black coffee
 That's where it's at
 Mean it!
 Way back you all know
 Since I don't know when
 See I got to move on
 Before I was 10
 You see my skin is white
 But my soul is black
 So hot black coffee
 That's where it's at
 Black coffee
 That's what I'm talkin' about boys
 Black coffee
 That's what I mean
 Black coffee
 Ooh! You've got to feel it in your hand
 Black coffee
 Hmm! Yer!
 Black coffee
 Well you hear that
 Some black tea
 Well it can't compare with me
 That's right
 Black tea well it's as good as
 It's as good as
 It's as good as it can be
 But it's a cup of black coffee
 That a working man needs to see yer
 In America, well it's the land of the free
 You can get what you want if you've got some do re me
 Travelling far and I work like a slave
 Now how can you get and you know I get L.A.
 I get me a job and I build me a place
 I got a spit of black coffee
 Oh! How good it tastes!
 I said a dime is all it costs in the states
 For a cup of black coffee
 How good it tastes!
 Black coffee
 Alright
 Black coffee
 Oh!
 Black coffee
 It's what I want now
 It's what I need
 Black coffee
 To suit my soul
 To suit my soul now
 Black coffee
 It's what I want
 It's what I need
 Black coffee
 It's where it's at
 It's where it's at
 Black coffee
 It's where it's at
 It's where it's at
 
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 One-eyed Trouser-Snake Rumba
 
 I wanna know what you're living for
 Are you the kinda girl that lives rather low
 I got the key and you got the door
 Throw away your troubles baby, gimme more
 
 Gimme more, yeah, gimme more of that loving
 Gimme more, oh oh, I want more
 
 I wanna know why your face so red
 You gotta lay down what's in your head
 Do your time, top gay bag, it's said
 No talk now honey, make the bed
 
 Gimme more, yeah I got loving
 Gimme more, oh oh, I want more
 
 I wanna know what you're living for
 Are you the kinda girl that lives rather low
 I got the key and you got the door
 Throw away your troubles honey, gimme more
 
 Gimme more, yeah, gimme more of that loving
 Gimme more, yeah, I said, I want more
 
 Gimme more, oh oh, that's right
 Gimme more, oh, I want more
 OhLife 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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 No, another year of you running your mouth, but contributing nothing.
 
 A Philly thing, it would appear. Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away. 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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 Albert, you really don't want to start with me.
 You really don't.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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 i think i can handle it, old man... try me. that is, when you're not busy beating your mexican slaves."Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
 "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi
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 Albert, I've had worse on my eyeball than the mere you.
 
 Emotion
 Samantha Sang
 
 It's over and done
 But the heartache lives on inside
 And who's the one you're clinging to
 Instead of me tonight
 
 And where are you now
 Now that I need you
 Tears on my pillow
 Wherever you go
 
 I'll cry me a river
 That leads to your ocean
 You never see me fall apart
 In the words of a broken heart
 
 It's just emotion that's taken me over
 Tied up in sorrow, lost in my soul
 But if you don't come back
 Come home to me, darling
 You know that there'll be nobody left in this world to hold me tight
 Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
 
 Goodnight, goodnight
 
 I'm there at your side
 I'm part of all the things you are
 But you've got a part of someone else
 You've got to find your shining star
 
 And where are you now
 Now that I need you
 Tears on my pillow
 Wherever you go
 
 I'll cry me a river
 That leads to your ocean
 You never see me fall apart
 In the words of a broken heart
 
 It's just emotion that's taken me over
 Tied up in sorrow, lost in my soul
 But if you don't come back
 Come home to me, darling
 You know that there'll be nobody left in this world to hold me tight
 Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
 
 Goodnight, goodnightLife 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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 Janie Jones
 The Clash
 
 He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
 He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
 He's in love with Janie Jones
 But he don't like his boring job, no...
 
 An' he knows what he's got to do
 So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
 You lucky lady!
 An' he knows when the evening comes
 When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you
 
 An' in the in-tray lots of work
 But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
 But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
 That just won't run without fuel
 Fill her up, Jacko!
 
 An' the invoice it don't quite fit,
 There's no payola in his alphabetical file
 This time he's gonna really tell the boss
 Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
 It's pretty bad!
 
 Let them know - how you feel"Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
 -Bokonon
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 Chain Gang Blues
 Ma Rainey
 
 The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down (x 2)
 Just a poor gal in trouble, I know I'm county road bound
 
 Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe (x 2)
 And a ball and chain everywhere I go
 
 Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand (x 2)
 It's all on account of stealing a woman's man
 
 It was early this morning that I had my trial (x 2)
 Ninety days on the county road, and judge didn't even smile."Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
 -Bokonon
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 stereophonics - more life in a tramp's vest
 
 I get camping eyes in the final hour
 Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower
 The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car
 They always moan, moan it's not so cheap
 Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street
 Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there
 Closing down, they're closing down another road
 One way, system steals the show
 Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away
 
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 
 The flower man sits down in the street
 Surrounded by, the stock he bought last week
 Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth
 Make up, we make up a crappy joke
 Sit back, relax and have a smoke
 Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away
 
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 
 I get camping eyes in the final hour
 Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower
 Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away
 
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest
 There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest"The Christian way has not been tried and found wanting, it has been found to be hard and left untried" - GK Chesterton.
 
 "The most obvious predicition about the future is that it will be mostly like the past" - Alain de Botton
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 Rhythm Of The Rain
 The Cascades
 
 Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain,
 Telling me just what a fool I've been.
 I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain,
 And let me be alone again.
 
 Now the only girl I've ever loved has gone away.
 Looking for a brand new start!
 But little does she know that when she left that day.
 Along with her she took my heart.
 
 Rain, please tell me, now does that seem fair
 For her to steal my heart away when she don't care
 I can't love another, when my heart's somewhere far away.
 
 Rain, won't you tell her that I love her so
 Please ask the sun to set her heart aglow
 Rain in her heart and let the love we know start to grow.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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 Nice one Sloww... Time for another depressing song:
 
 Sinatra, One for my baby (Mercer/Arlen)
 
 It’s quarter to three,
 There’s no one in the place ’cept you and me
 So set ’em’ up joe
 I got a little story I think you oughtta know
 
 We’re drinking my friend
 To the end of a brief episode
 So make it one for my baby
 And one more for the road
 
 I know the routine
 Put another nickel in that there machine
 I’m feeling so bad
 Won’t you make the music easy and sad
 
 I could tell you a lot
 But you gotta to be true to your code
 So make it one for my baby
 And one more for the road
 
 You’d never know it
 But buddy I’m a kind of poet
 And I’ve got a lot of things I wanna say
 And if I’m gloomy, please listen to me
 Till it’s all, all talked away
 
 Well, that’s how it goes
 And joe I know you’re gettin’ anxious to close
 So thanks for the cheer
 I hope you didn’t mind
 My bending your ear
 
 But this torch that I found
 It’s gotta be drowned
 Or it soon might explode
 So make it one for my baby
 And one more for the roadWithin weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
 And notifying the next of kin
 Once again...
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