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  • Here's to the man who invented jean shorts . . . This bud's for you

    Did ya hear about the midnight rambler?
    Everybody gotta go
    Did ya hear about the midnight rambler?
    The one who shut the kitchen door
    He dont give a hoot of a warning
    Wrapped up in a black cat cloack
    He dont go in the light of the mornin
    he split the time the cockrel crow

    Talkin bout the midnight gambler
    The one you never seen before
    Talkin bout the midnight gambler
    Did you see him jump the garden wall?
    Sighin down the road so sadly
    Listen and youll hear him moan
    Well Im talkin bout the midnight gambler
    Everybody got to go

    Did you hear about the midnight rambler?
    Well honey its no rock and roll show
    Well I'm talking about the midnight gambler
    Yea the one you never seen before

    Have you heard about the boston . . . ?
    It's not one of those . . .
    Well we're talkin bout the mightnight . . .
    The on who closed the bedroom door
    I'm called the hit-n-run raper in anger
    The knife sharpened tippie toe
    Or just that shoot em dead brainbell jangler
    You know, the one you never seen before

    So if you ever meet the midnight rambler
    Comin down your marble hall
    Well hes pouncing like a proud black panther
    You can say i, i told ya so
    Well dont you listen for the midnight rambler
    Play it easy as you gp
    I'm gonna smash down on your plate glass windows
    Put a fist, put a fist through your steel plate door.

    Did you hear about the midnight rambler
    He leaves footprints up and down your hall
    Did you hear about the midnight gambler
    And did you see me make my midnight call
    And if you ever catch the midnight rambler
    I steal your mistreess from right under your nose
    I go easy with your cold fanged anger
    I stick my knife right down your throat
    And it hurts

    -'midnight rambler,' rolling stones.
    "Everything for the State, nothing against the State, nothing outside the State" - Benito Mussolini

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    The cake is NOT a lie. It's so delicious and moist.

    The Weighted Companion Cube is cheating on you, that slut.

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    • #3
      That is very fitting DRose,,,,,,,

      ACK!
      Don't try to confuse the issue with half-truths and gorilla dust!

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