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Spring is here, ah spring is here
Life is skittles, Life is beer I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring, I do, don't you? 'course you do But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me, And makes a evr'y Sunday a treat for me. all the world seems in tune On a spring afternoon, When we're poisoning pigeons in the park Ev'ry Sunday you'll see My sweetheart and me As we poison the pigeons in the park. When they see us coimg the birdies all try an' hide, But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide The sun's shing bright, Ev'ry thing seems all right When we're poisoning pigeons in the park. We've gained notoriety And caused much anxiety In the Audubon Society With our games They call it impiety And lack or propriety And quite a variety Of unpleasent names But it's not against any religion To want to dispose of a pigeon! so if Sunday your free Why don't you come with me And we'll poison the pigeons in the park And maybe we'll do In a squirrel or two While we're poisoning the pigeons in the park We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriement Except for the few we take home to experiment My pulse will be quicknin' With each drop of strick'nine We give to a pigeon It just takes a smigdeon! To poison a pigeon in the park. |
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DEVO - Jocko Homo God made man But he used the monkey to do it Apes in the plan We’re all here to prove it I can walk like an ape Talk like an ape I can do what a monkey can do God made man But a monkey supplied the glue We must repeat O.k. let’s go! Joan Jett - Bad Reputation An' I don't give a damn 'Bout my reputation The world's in trouble There's no communication An' everyone can say What they want to say It never gets better anyway So why should I care 'Bout a bad reputation anyway Oh no, not me Oh no, not me I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation You're living in the past It's a new generation An' I only feel good When I got no pain An' that's how I'm gonna stay An' I don't give a damn 'Bout my bad reputation The Offspring Look at me I'm fallin' Off of a cliff now I can still hear my mama yelling No No No But the words mean nothing Can't catch up to me now And the view is so beautiful All the way down When I was a little boy Suckin' juice from a bottle Believing my perceptions were oh so real But I don't know nothing Still knowing nothing Was just enough for me to know the way I feel This is life What a ****ed up thing we do What a nightmare come true Or a playground if we choose And I choose No Doubt - Different People I often think about the world In which I live today, of animals and plants And nature's gifts set on display But the most amazing thing That I've seen in my time Are all the different people And all their different minds And different ways It would take a lifetime to explain Not one's exactly the same The sky is full of clouds and My world's full of people All different kinds with different ways It would take a lifetime to explain Not one's exactly the same So many different people So many different kinds So many, many, many different people So many different.. Look at me, I'm a person Look at me, I'm my own person So many different people So many different kinds For better or for worse, different people The Vandals - Sorry, Mom and Dad Well, you came into this world naked, screaming and covered in blood who was there to wipe you off and give you your first hug? And it took a couple years to figure out how to not shit in your pants but someone was there to clean you up and powder off your rash It's been them from the start, the ones you tortured and broke their hearts the two that you hate- the two that you blame- the very same ones that gave you your name |
Been listening to a lot of Sarah McLachlan lately -
This song hits too close to home. :shifty: Stupid Night lift up the shades let in the brilliant light of morning but steady me now for I am weak and starving for mercy sleep has left me alone to carry the weight of unravelling where we went wrong it's all I can do to hang on, to keep me from falling into old familiar shoes how stupid could I be a simpleton could see that you're no good for me but you're the only one I see love has made me a fool set me on fire and watched as I floundered unable to speak except to cry out and wait for your answer but you come around in your time speaking of fabulous places create an oasis that dries up as soon as you're gone you leave me here burning in this desert without you how stupid could I be a simpleton could see that you're no good for me but you're the only one I see everything changes everything falls apart I can't stand to feel myself losing control in the deep of my senses I know how stupid could I be a simpleton could see that you're no good for me but you're the only one I see how stupid could I be a simpleton could see that you're no good for me but you're the only one I see |
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Jazzie, please tell me who sings this song???? An ex-girlfriend of mine included it on a compilation tape she once made for me. Unfortunately I erased it a couple of years ago..:frown: |
Crush by Anthrax. I listened to this song constantly for five years and still regularly listen to it. Best song ever.
Now you see me now you don't Now you see me now you don't Now you see me now you don't Now you see me now you don't Now you see me now you don't Go before I am the goat You get away with murder, kill me when you're through Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you You get away with murder, what do I have to do Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you To be loved by you To be loved by you To be loved by you From the smallest taste I use From the smallest taste I lose Won't you crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on Pile your dead on top of me Pile your dead on top of me Pile your dead on top of me Pile your dead on top of me Pile your dead on top of me Tape my eyes so I can't see You get away with murder, kill me when you're through Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you You get away with murder, what do I have to do Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you To be loved by you To be loved by you To be loved by you From the smallest taste I use From the smallest taste I lose Won't you crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on I've been waiting for today I can't touch you when you're far away Nothing makes me feel this way Except hate but that fades away From the smallest taste I use From the smallest taste I lose Won't you crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on me Crush on I've been waiting for today I can't touch you when you're far away Nothing makes me feel this way Except hate but that fades away |
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Elvis Costello — Beyond Belief
History repeats the old conceits The glib replies the same defeats Keep your finger on important issues With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues I'm just the oily slick On the windup world of the nervous tick In a very fashionable hovel I hang around dying to be tortured You'll never be alone in the bone orchard This battle with the bottle is nothing so novel So in this almost empty gin palace Through a two-way looking glass You see your Alice You know she has no sense For all your jealousy In a sense she still smiles very sweetly Charged with insults and flattery Her body moves with malice Do you have to be so cruel to be callous And now you find you fit this identikit completely You say you have no secrets And then leave discreetly I might make it California's fault Be locked in Geneva's deepest vault Just like the canals of Mars and the great barrier reef I come to you beyond belief My hands were clammy and cunning She's been suitably stunning But I know there's not a hope in Hades All the laddies cat call and wolf whistle So-called gentlemen and ladies Dog fight like rose and thistle I've got a feeling I'm going to get a lot of grief Once this seemed so appealing Now I am beyond belief |
Rosenstolz - Kassengift
Ich bin zu alt um jung zu sein , ich bin zu jung um alt zu sein, fall durch aller Herren Raster, sagen ja doch meinen nein. Ich bin das Attribut der Schwerkraft, bin das Synonym für "out", kreuzigt mich für meine Laster, ich bin meistens viel zu laut. Ich bin nicht blond und mags von hinten und von vorn' ist's mir auch recht, les' gern Bukowski, selten Bibel, bei Konsalik wird mir schlecht. Ich liebe Kitsch und hasse Ordnung wenn sie meine Seele stört, fahr' nicht Auto, sondern Taxi, hab' vom Zeitgeist nie gehört. Ich bin der Song der nie gespielt wird, ich bin das Video das nicht läuft, ich bin der Film der kein Verleih hat, werd' mit Verrissen überhäuft. Und wenn ich lauf, dann lauf ich heimlich zwischen 12 und Mitternacht. Diese unverschämten Gene haben mich zum Kassengift gemacht! Ich brauch' am morgen erstmal Kaffee und vom Frühstück wird mir schlecht, und nach 20 Zigaretten ist mein Lachen wieder echt. Bei der Liebe werd' ich heiser und bei Trauer werd' ich krank, und für ungefragte Meinung gibt es niemals von mir Dank. |
I hold your hand in mine - Tom Lehrer
I hold your hand in mine, dear, I press it to my lips. I take a healthy bite From your dainty fingertips. My joy would be complete, dear, If you were only here, But still I keep your hand As a precious souvenir. The night you died I cut it off. I really don't know why. For now each time I kiss it I get bloodstains on my tie. I'm sorry now I killed you, For our love was something fine, And till they come to get me I shall hold your hand in mine. |
Is that from the musical production of "Silence Of The Lambs"?
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Hopefully my CDs of all his music will arrive tomorrow :). |
Everclear - Summerland
Let’s just drive your car We could drive all day Let’s just get the hell away from here For I am sick again- Just plain sick to death Of the sound of my own voice We could leave behind Another wasted year Just get some cheap red wine And just go flying We could do the things, All the things you wanted to No one cares about us anyway I think I lost my smile I think you lost yours too We have lost the power to Make each other laugh Let’s just leave this place And go to summerland Just a name on the map Sounds like heaven to me We could find a town- Be just how we want to be No one here really cares About us anyway We could find a place- Make it what we want it to be No one really gives a **** About us anyway We could live- Live just like we want to live No one here really cares About us anyway We could be- Everything we want to be We could get lost in the fall Glimmer sparkle and fade The sparkle and fade Fall glimmer sparkle and fade Forget about our jobs at The record store Forget about all the losers That we know Forget about all the memories That keep you down Forget about them We could lose them in the Sparkle and fade We could leave them behind In the sparkle and fade Yeah sparkle and fade Fall glimmer sparkle and fade :) :) :) :) :) |
WE WILL ALL GO TOGETHER WHEN WE GO - Tom Lehrer
When you attend a funeral It is sad to think that sooner or Later those you love will do the same for you And you may have thought it tragic Not to think of other adject- Ives to think of all the weeping they will do (But don't you worry) No more ashes, no more sack cloth And an arm band made of black cloth Will someday never more adorn a sleeve. For if the bomb that drops on you Gets your friends and neighbors too There'll be nobody left behind to grieve. And we will all go together when we go, What a comforting fact that is to know. Universal bereavement, An inspiring achievement, Yes, we all will go together when we go. We will all go together when we go. All suffused with an incandescent glow. No one will have the endurance To collect on his insurance Lloyds of London will be loaded when they go. We will all fry together when we fry. We'll be french fried potatoes bye and bye. There will be no more misery When the world is our rotisserie, Yes, we all will fry together when we fry. Down by the old maelstrom There'll be a storm before the calm. And we'll all bake together when we bake. There'll be nobody present at the wake. With complete participation, In that grand incineration Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak. We will all char together when we char. And let there be no moaning at the bar. Just sing out a Te Deum When you see that I.C.B.M. And the party will be "come as you are". We will all burn together when we burn. There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn. When it's time for the fallout, And Saint Peter calls us all out We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn. You will all go directly to your respective Valhallas Go directly. Do not pass GO. Do not collect two hundred dolla's And we will all go together when we go Ev'ry Hottentot and ev'ry Eskimo When the air becomes uranious We will all go simultaneous Yes we all will go together when we all go together Yes we all will go together when we go |
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