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Linking to work:

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again

~To

"Crowded streets are cleared away
One by one
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while strong men die"

~Breaking Benjamin So cold

^_^

"soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, greetings death
he's yours to take away

back to the front
you will do what i say when i say
back to the front
you will die when i say you must die
back to the front
you coward, you servant, you blind man
back to the front"

metallica, "disposable heroes"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

to:

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Over love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile


One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

"how many roads must a man walk down 42!
before you call him a man?
how many seas must the white duck sail
before she sleeps in the sand
and how many times must the cannonballs fly
before they're forever banned?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind

how many times can a man look up
before he can see the sky?
yes and how many ears must one man have
before he can hear people cry?
yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows
that too many people have died?
the answer my friend is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind

how many years can a mountain exist
before it is washed to the sea?
and how many years can some people exist
before they're allowed to be free?
and how many times can a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn't see?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

~To

"...Light, like the flutter of wings,
feel your hollow voice rushing into me
as you're longing to sing.
So I will paint you in silver.
I will wrap you in cold.
I will lift up your voice as I sink...."

~AFI Silver and Cold




I know that's a bit of a jump...but somehow this song kept popping into my head after "like a band of gypsies"....who can argue with how brain cells associate song lyrics :%).

^_^

"in the s%#@! house a shotgun
praying hands hold me down
only the hunter was hunted
in this tin can town
tin can town

no stars in the black night
look like the sky fall down
no sun in the daylight
looks like it's chained to the ground

the warden said the exit is sold
if you want a way out
silver and gold

broken back to the ceiling
broken nose to the floor
i screamed at the silence that's crawling
crawling under the door
under the floor

there's a rope around my neck
and there's a trigger in your gun
jesus, say something
i am someone
i am someone

captains and kings in the ships hold
they came to collect
silver and gold
silver and gold"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real


there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem


to find myself again
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
so insecure

crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real

discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
against my will I stand beside my own reflection
it's haunting how I can't seem...

to find myself again
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
so insecure

crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real

crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing confusing what is real

there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing what is real
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/confusing what is real

-Linkin Park, Crawling

Connection: The word "crawling"... I dunno, it just popped into my head when I read the previous lyrics. *shrugs*

~Meow. Thus spoke the cat.~

~To

"This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

And I,
Just wish that I didn't feel
Like there was something I missed
And I,
Take back all the things I said
To make you feel like that
And I,
Just wish that I didn't feel
Like there was something I missed
And I,
Take back all the things that I said to you

And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to...."

~Linkin Park My December


I still have that as the welcome message on my cell . .... .

^_^



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[span class="edited"][Edited by Babelfish 2004-07-29 15:15][/span]

to:

I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl
I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Each and every day of the year

January, you start the year off fine
February, you're my little valentine
March, I'm gonna march you down the aisle
April, you're the Easter bunny when you smile

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
Every day of the year

May, maybe if I ask your dad and mom
June, they'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
July, like a firecracker all aglow
August, when you're on the beach you steal the show

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
Every day of the year

September, light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
October, Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
November, I'll give thanks that you belong to me
December, you're the present 'neath my Christmas tree

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year



Neil SedakaI love, I love, I love my calender girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl
I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Each and every day of the year

January, you start the year off fine
February, you're my little valentine
March, I'm gonna march you down the aisle
April, you're the Easter bunny when you smile

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
Every day of the year

May, maybe if I ask your dad and mom
June, they'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
July, like a firecracker all aglow
August, when you're on the beach you steal the show

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
Every day of the year

September, light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
October, Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
November, I'll give thanks that you belong to me
December, you're the present 'neath my Christmas tree

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year



Neil Sedaka

"a lovestruck romeo sings a streetsuss serenade
he's laying everybody low with a love song that he made
he finds a convenient street light
steps out of the shade and says something like
you and me babe, how about it?

juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gave me a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singin 'hey la, my boyfriend's back'
you shouldn't come around here
singing up to people like that
anyway whatcha gonna do about it?

oh juliet the dice were loaded from the start
and i bet and you exploded into my heart
and i forget i forget the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong
juliet

they come up on different streets both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean and even their dreams were the same
and i dream your dream for you
and now your dream is real
so how can you look at me as if i was just another one of your deals?

when you can fall for chains of silver and you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything
you promised me thick and thin
now you just say 'oh,romeo? yeah, i think i used to have a scene with him'

oh juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said i love you like the stars above
gonna love you till i die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?
juliet"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

(Spoken):
He went away
And you hung around and bothered me every night
And, when I wouldn't go out with you
You said things that weren't very nice

My boyfriend's back, and you're gonna be in trouble
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
When you see him comin', better cut on the double
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You've been spreadin' lies that I was untrue
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
So look out now, 'cause he's comin' after you
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, he knows that you've been tryin'
And he knows that you've been lyin'

He's been gone for such a long time
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
Now, he's back, and things will be fine
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
'Cause he's kind of big and he's awful strong
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, he knows I wasn't cheatin'
Now, you're gonna get a beatin'
What made you think he'd believe all your lies?
You're a big man now, but he'll cut you down to size
Wait and see!

My boyfriend's back; he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
If I were you, I'd take a permanent vacation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)

Hey, I can see him comin'
Now, you better start a-runnin'

*instrumental*

Wait and see!

My boyfriend's back; he's gonna save my reputation
La, hey la, my boyfriend's back
La, hey la, my boyfriend's back

-My Boyfriend's Back

Edit: For accidental smiley.

[span class="edited"][Edited by kitten 2004-07-30 08:52][/span]

~Meow. Thus spoke the cat.~

Uh oh... I WAS FIRST!

~Meow. Thus spoke the cat.~

~To


"....Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before


Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before...."



^_^




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"400 years and it's the same philosophy
i said it's been 400 years and my people they still can't see
why do they fight against the poor youth of today
when without these youths we would have all gone astray

come on and make a move the time has come
and if fools don't see i can say the youth is gonna be strong
so won't you come with me i'll take you to a land of liberty
where we can live the good life and be free"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

i guess we need to kickstart this thread a little


"i sit all alone in my bedroom staring at the walls
i've been up all damn night long
my pulse is beating my love is yearning
i hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her
cause she's 2,000 light years away
she holds my malachite so tight so never let go
cause she's 2,000 light years away

i sit outside and watch the sun rise look out as far as i can
i can't see her but in the distance
i hear some laughter we laugh together
i hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her
cause she's 2,000 light years away
she holds my malachite so tight so never let go
cause she's 2,000 light years away"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

*ehem*

"I don't want to go to school today mommy"

-that's me waking up from not participating...just in case you didn't get it...another lame joke made by yours truly.

- Great Green -

How do you get your sleep at night?
How did you get your noose so tight?
Like chewing on tinfoil its so much fun
Gonna be dead before your gone

Coz look how things have gotten
And I'll be happy so I wont pretend
And I'll be cheering that you're going down
And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing

How many feelings can you steal?
Gotta be part of your appeal
I can see through you cause you're wearing thin
Like chewing on tinfoil once again

Coz look how things have gotten
And I'll be happy so I wont pretend
And I'll be cheering that you're going down
And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing

Ha ha you're dead
And I'm so happy
In loving memory
Of your demise

When your ship is going down
I'll go out and paint the town
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead

(ha ha ha)

Ha ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an *Edit*
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by and watch you drown

Ha ha you're dead
You're gonna be dead
Just remember what I said
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead

*Edit for lang.*

[span class="edited"][Edited by DarkRealm Overlord 2004-08-05 02:10][/span]

---

Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients

this is one of my all-time favorite songs

"i returned a bag of groceries
accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date
i came back as a bag of groceries
accidentally taken off the shelf before the date stamped on myself

did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do

i will never say the word procrastinate again
i'll never see myself in the mirror with my eyes closed
i didn't apologize for when i was 8 and i made my younger brother have to be my personal slave

did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do

so i won't
sit at home
anymore
and you won't
see my head in the window
and i won't
be around
ever anymore
and i'll be up there on the wall at the store

i returned a bag of groceries
accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date
i came back as a bag of groceries
accidentally taken off the shelf before the date stamped on myself

did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do

now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do"

-- they might be giants "dead"

[span class="edited"][Edited by moondog 2004-08-04 02:30][/span]

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

"that ain't workin that's the way you do it
you play the guitar on the MTV
that ain't workin that's the way to do it
get your money for nothin and your chicks for free

now that ain't workin that's the way you do it
lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
you maybe get a blister on your little finger
maybe get a blister on your thumb

we got to install microwave ovens
custom kitchen deliveries
we got to move these refrigerators
we got to move these color TV's

that little faggot with the earring and the makeup
yeah buddy that's his own hair
that little faggot got his own jet airplane
that little faggot he's a millionaire

we got to install microwave ovens
custom kitchen deliveries
we got to move these refrigerators
we got to move these color TV's

i shoulda learned to play the guitar
i shoulda learned to play them drums
oh look at that momma
she's got em stickin in the camera, man
and we could have some
and who's up there? what's that? hawaiian noises?
you're banging on them bongos like a chimpanzee
oh that ain't workin that's the way you do it
get your money for nothing and your chicks for free

we got to install microwave ovens
custom kitchen deliveries
we got to move these refrigerators
we got to move these color TV's"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

"how many roads must a man walk down 42!
before you call him a man?
how many seas must the white duck sail
before she sleeps in the sand
and how many times must the cannonballs fly
before they're forever banned?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind

how many times can a man look up
before he can see the sky?
yes and how many ears must one man have
before he can hear people cry?
yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows
that too many people have died?
the answer my friend is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind

how many years can a mountain exist
before it is washed to the sea?
and how many years can some people exist
before they're allowed to be free?
and how many times can a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn't see?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

to:

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Over love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile


One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

"soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, greetings death
he's yours to take away

back to the front
you will do what i say when i say
back to the front
you will die when i say you must die
back to the front
you coward, you servant, you blind man
back to the front"

metallica, "disposable heroes"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

~To

"Crowded streets are cleared away
One by one
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while strong men die"

~Breaking Benjamin So cold

^_^

Linking to work:

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again

~To
"Mark,
they say marks' in love with his work"

~Rent

...association is that mark was a filmmaker ...always with a camera in his hands .


^_^

"when i look back at all the crap i learned in high school
it's a wonder i can think at all
and although my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
i can see the writing on the wall

kodachrome
it gives us such nice bright colors
gives us the greens of summers
makes you think all the world's a sunny day oh yeah
i got a nikon camera
i love to take a photograph
so momma don't take my kodachrome away"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

By order of royal command or some form of command ....

~To

"We don't need no education
We dont' need no schools controll"

^_^

"jump back!
what's that sound?
here she comes, full blast and top down
hot shoes burning down the avenue
model citizen
zero discipline

don't you know she's coming home to me?
you'll lose her in the turns
i'll get her

panama
panama-a-oh-oh-oh-oh
panama
panama-a-oh-oh-oh-oh"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

We spend the summer with the top rolled down,
Wished ever after would be like this.
You said "I love you babe," without a sound.
I said I'd give my life for just one kiss.
I'd live for your smile, and die for your kiss.


Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, and every endless day.
I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.

"Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely out of school, came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, oooh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone
And now it's

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline.
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean.
They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one."
He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun.
Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends.
You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
And now it's

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind and that child blew a child away

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,

No one could steer me right but Momma Tried, Momma Tried

Momma Tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
A
nd that leaves only me to blame, cause Momma Tried

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
two times over and the rest was sins
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
Didn't get the lickings that the other ones had


Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on


Tumble down shack in Bigfoot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
and the old man never was the same again

HM - I don't recall that last verse....

Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
You know it drove mama crazy being a truckers wife
The part she couldnt handle was the being alone
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
Papa called mama each and every night
Just to ask her how she was and if us kids were alright
Mama would wait for that call to come in
When daddyd hang up she was gone again.

(chorus)
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a goodn
But the jealous kind
Papa loved mama
Mama loved men
Mamas in the graveyard
Papas in the pen.

Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did
Papa came home and it was just us kids
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine
If he was lookin to surprise us, he was doin fine
I heard him cry for mama up and own the hall
Then I h heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound
When papa fired it up and headed into town.

Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
Papas rig was buried in the local motel
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
He never hit the brakes and he was shifting gears.

"Three thirty in the morning,
Not a soul in sight,
The citys lookin like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night.
Raindrops on the windshield,
Theres a storm moving in.
Hes headin back from somewhere
That he never should have been.
And the thunder rolls.
And the thunder rolls.

Every light is burnin
In a house across town.
Shes pacin by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown.
Askin for miracle,
Hopin shes not right,
Prayin its the weather
Thats kept him out all night.
And the thunder rolls.
And the thunder rolls.

The thunder rolls
And the lightnin strikes.
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night,
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls.

Shes waitin by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful hes alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls

The thunder rolls
And the lightnin strikes.
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night,
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls.

She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He wont do this again
Cause tonight will be the last time
Shell wonder where hes been"

---

"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

"there's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles
blood in the streets it's up to my knee
blood in the streets the town of chicago
blood on the rise it's following me

just about the break of day
she came and then she drove away
sunlight in her hair

blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
blood in the streets it's up to my thighs
well the river runs red down the legs of the city
the women are crying rivers of weeping

she came and then she drove away
sunlight in her hair

indians scattered on a dawn's highway bleeding
ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

blood in the streets in the town of new haven
blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of venice
bloody my love in the terrible summer
bloody red sun of phantastic L.A.

there's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles
blood in the streets it's up to my knee
blood in the streets the town of chicago
blood on the rise it's following me"

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"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

I've been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer
Been chipping up rocks for the great highway
I'll live five years if I take my time
Balling that jack and drinking my wine

I been chipping them rocks from dawn till doom
While my rider hide my bottle in the other room
Doctor say better stop balling that jack
If I live five years I'm gonna bust my back, yes I will

Chorus
Easy wind, cross the Bayou today
'Cause there's a whole lotta women, Mama
Out in red on the streets today
And the river keeps a talking
But you never heard a word it said

Gotta find a woman be good to me
Won't hide my liquor try, to serve me tea
'Cause I'm a stone jack baller and my heart is true
And I'll give everything that I got to you, yes I will



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"well it's flooding down in texas
all of the telephone lines are down
yeah it's flooding down in texas
all the telephone lines are down
well i've been trying to call my baby
and i can't get a single sound"

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"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

"wherever there's trouble, we're there on the double
we're the bloodhound gang
if you've got the crime, we've got the time
we're the bloodhound gang"

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"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman

to:

Sweat baby, sweat baby
Sex is a Texas drought
Me and you do the kind of stuff
That only Prince would sing about
So put your **********
And I bet you'll feel nuts
Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert
And you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch
You want it rough, you're out of bounds
I want you smothered, want you covered
Like my Waffle House hashbrowns

The Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch - edited