LET'S SING!! [Archive] - Frell Me Dead

DRD2001

01-25-2004, 01:12 PM

Galaxy Song - Monty Python's Meaning of Life

Whenever life get you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough.
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
And you feel that you've had quite enu-hu-hu-huuuuff!
Just - re-member that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
and revolving at 900 miles an hour,
It's orbiting at 19 miles a second, so it's reckoned,
the sun that is the source of all our power.
The Sun and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
are moving at a million miles a day,
In the outer spiral arm, at 40,000 miles an hour,
of the Galaxy we call the Milky Way.
Our Galaxy itself contains 100 billion stars,
it's 100,000 light-years side-to-side,
It bulges in the middle, 16,000 light-years thick,
but out by us it's just 3000 light-years wide.
We're 30,000 light-years from galactic central point,
we go round every 200 million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
in this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding,
in all of the directions it can whizz,
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light you know,
twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
how amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
because there's bugger all down here on Earth.

BrowderChick

01-25-2004, 01:15 PM

I knew this was a mistake to look into this thread....We all know how songs get stuck in my head.....

I still can't get Bon Jovi out of my head from the last time......

chri-baby

01-25-2004, 01:35 PM

zippidi dooda zippidee yey
my o my what a wonderful day
plety of sunshine coming my way
zippidee dooda zippidi yey

Madre Farbot

01-25-2004, 01:55 PM

Another Monty Python Classic

Verse:

Beethoven’s gone, but his music lives on,
and Mozart don’t go shoppin’ no more.
You’ll never meet liszt or Brahms again,
and Elgar doesn’t answer the door.

Schubert and Chopin used to chuckle and laugh,
whilst composing a long symphony,
but one hundred and fifty years later,
there’s very little of them left to see.

Chorus:

They’re decomposing composers,
there’s nothing much anyone can do,
you can still hear Beethoven,
but Beethoven cannnot hear you.

Verse:

Handel and Haydn and Rachmaninov
enjoyed a nice drink with their meal,
but nowadays no-one will serve them,
and their gravy is left to congeal.

Verdi and Wagner delighted the crowds
with their highly original sound.
The pianos they played are still working,
but they’re both six feet underground.

Chorus:

They’re decomposing composers,
there’s less of them every year.
You can say what you like to Debussy,
but there’s not much of him left to hear.

Finish:

Claude Achille Debussy, died 1918.
Christophe Willebald Gluck, died 1787.
Carl Maria von Weber, not at
all well 1825, died 1826. Giacomo
Meyerbeer, still alive 1863, not still
alive 1864. Modeste Mussorgsky,
1880 going to parties, no fun any
more 1881. Johan Nepomuk Hummel,
chatting away nineteen to the dozen
with his mates down the pub every
evening 1836, 1837 nothing!

chri-baby

01-25-2004, 02:12 PM

where everybody knows your name
and they're always glad you came
you wanna be where you can see
that people are all the same
you wanna be where everybody knows you name.

aah FMD :)

StarsGoBlue

01-25-2004, 02:13 PM

The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees

Yo-ho, it's hot
The sun is not
A place where we could live
But here on Earth
There'd be no life
Without the light it gives

We need its light
We need its heat
We need its energy

Without the sun
Without a doubt
There'd be no you and me.

:sun: The Sun - They Might be Giants

bouyantman

01-25-2004, 02:14 PM

Originally posted by chri-baby
zippidi dooda zippidee yey
my o my what a wonderful day
plety of sunshine coming my way
zippidee dooda zippidi yey

:roflmao: :roflmao: :roflmao:

bouyantman

01-25-2004, 02:16 PM

Originally posted by chri-baby
where everybody knows your name
and they're always glad you came
you wanna be where you can see
that people are all the same
you wanna be where everybody knows you name.

aah FMD :)

you forgot...."sometimes you wanna go":rollin:

chri-baby

01-25-2004, 02:22 PM

Originally posted by bouyantman
you forgot...."sometimes you wanna go":rollin:

:headbang: :bonk: :bonk: :bonk:

combaya my lord combaya
combaya my lord combaya
oh my lord combaya.

bouyantman

01-25-2004, 02:23 PM

I'm rather upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all

CHORUS:
I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all

And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire

CHORUS

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night

:lech: ....:encore:

chri-baby

01-25-2004, 02:26 PM

goodness gracious great balls of fire!

bouyantman

01-26-2004, 03:07 PM

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Sawyer's Miller

01-26-2004, 05:22 PM

Normally I can't hold a tune in a bag.

Except when I've had a smallish amount of alcohol, and it's an Elvis song...

"When no-one else can understand me
When everything I do is wrong...."

:O

Actually there's another idea for a Vid - "Suspicious Minds" hmmm.

It'll have to wait. I'm still working on Kashmir (only been three months now!)

Kurt_eh

01-26-2004, 05:30 PM

Why are there so many
songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?

Rainbows are visions
but always illusions
and rainbows have nothing to hide...

So we are told and some choose to believe it
I think they're wrong wait and see
Some day we'll find it
The rainbow connection

The lovers
The Dreamers

And me.

Kurt_eh

01-26-2004, 05:39 PM

He robbed from the rich
and he gave to the poor.
Stood up to the man
and gave him what for.
Our love for him now
ain't hard to explain.
The hero of Canton
the man they call Jayne.

Our Jayne saw the mudders' backs breakin'.
He saw the mudders'lament.
And he saw the Magistrate takin'
every dollar and leavin' five cents.
So he said "You can't do that to my people."
He said "You can't crush them under your heel."
So Jayne strapped on his hat
and in 5 seconds flat
stole everythin' Boss Higgins had to steal.

He robbed from the rich
and he gave to the poor.
Stood up to the man
and gave him what for.
Our love for him now
ain't hard to explain.
The hero of Canton
the man they call Jayne.

Now here is what separates heroes
from common folk like you and I.
The man they call Jayne
he turned 'round his plane
and let that money hit sky.

He dropped it onto our houses
he dropped it into our yards.
The man they called Jayne
he stole away our pain
and headed out for the stars!

Here we go!

He robbed from the rich
and he gave to the poor.
Stood up to the man
and gave him what for.
Our love for him now
ain't hard to explain.
The hero of Canton
the man they call Jayne.

talyn3

01-26-2004, 05:57 PM

Cerise was brushing her long hair gently down
It was the afternoon of carnival
as she brushes it gently down

Reuben was strumming the painted mandolin
It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade
Played the Carnival Parade

Cerise was dressing as Pirouette in white
when a fatal vision gripped her tight
Cerise beware tonight

Reuben, Reuben tell me truly true
I feel afraid and I don't know why I do
Is there another girl for you?

If you could see in my heart
you would know it's true
there is none Cerise except for you
except for you
I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie may I fall down cold

When Reuben played the painted mandolin
the breeze would stop to listen in
before going its way again

Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke
Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke
to the painted mandolin

Looking out on the crowd, who is standing there?
Sweet Ruby Claire at Reuben stared
At Reuben stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
and her hair hung gently down

The crowd pressed round
Ruby stood as though alone
Reuben's song took on a different tone
and he played it just for her

The song he played was the Carnival Parade
Each note cut a thread of Cerise's fate
It cut through like a blade

Reuben was playing the painted mandolin
When Ruby froze and turned to stone
for the strings played all alone

The voice of Cerise from the face of the mandolin
singing: Reuben, Reuben tell me true
for I have no one but you
If you could see in my heart
you would know it's true
There is none Cerise, except for you -except for you

I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie, may I fall down cold

The truth of love
an unsung song must tell
The course of love must follow blind
without a look behind
Rubin walked through the streets
of New Orleans 'till dawn,
Cerise so lightly in his arms
and her hair hung gently down

jayelsee

01-26-2004, 06:47 PM

The hero of Canton the man they call JayneJayne, I love Jayne.

Hell, I’d go! If they came down and got me
They could be little green men
That wouldn’t stop me
Buzzin’ thru the galaxy
Who can beat a ride for free?
For all I know, I’m just the perfect fella
Not too white and not too yella
Get me on that big spaceship
This could be my hippest trip
Hey, you UFO guy – put me first on stand-by!
I’m travelin’ light; my attitude’s right!
I’ve seen ‘em night, now, don’t you call me crazy
They were in the sky and lookin’ quite amazin’
Doin’ figure 8’s around the moon
Why’d they have to leave so soon?
Count me in – I ain’t no hesitator
I’ll jump right aboard and write home later.
Sayin’, “How are all you folks at home?”
I just got the bug to roam!
Hey you UFO guy, how you make that thing fly?
Say, I won’t tell, I won’t say a thing!
Pluto, Saturn, the Aurora Borealis we’ll hit ‘em all;
And land in Dallas
They’ll be a big parade for me-
I’ll make the news,
Just wait and see!
I’ll tell ‘em about my galactic flight!
We were buzzin’ left and whizzin’ right
So put your brakes on where you be & plunk that
Saucer down by me!
Hey you skinny spaceman
Can’t you see that I’m on the lam?
Come on you flyin’ saucer
Won’t you make me an offer?
I’ll book the flight – the time is right! I’ve got my
Bags and I’ve got my shots so come on, Shorty,
Read my thoughts!

Tox

01-26-2004, 06:53 PM

We're Knights of the Round Table,
We dance when ere we're able,
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable.
We dine well here in Camelot,
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.

We're Knights of the Round Table,
Our show are formidable,
But many times, we're given rhymes
That are quite unsingable.
We're Opera mad in Camelot,
We sing from the diaphragm
a lot.

In war we're tough and able,
Quite indefatigable,
Between our quests we sequin vests,
And impersonate Clark Gable.
It's a busy life in Camelot,
I have to push the pram a lot.

StarsGoBlue

01-26-2004, 07:11 PM

In honor of rapidly-approaching Valentine's Day, a song of true love.

Willie and Mary - traditional :love:

As Willie and Mary met by the seaside
A long farewell for to take,
Said Mary to Willie, "If you go away,
I'm afraid my poor heart it might break."

"Oh don't be afraid, dearest Mary," he said
as he clasped his fond maid at his side.
"In my absence, don't mourn---for when I return
I will make you, sweet Mary, my bride."

Seven long years had passed and no word---at last,
Mary stood by her own cottage door.
A beggar came by with a patch on his eye,
bedraggled and ragged and torn.

"Your charity. fair maid, bestow upon me---your fortune
I'll tell you beside;
The lad that you mourn will never return
to make little Mary his bride."

She slipped and she stared, saying "All that I have,
it's freely to you I would give;
If you tell me true what I ask of you -
is my Willie dead or alive?"

"He's living," said he, "though in sad poverty,
and shipwrecked he has been beside.
When he'd money untold and pockets of gold,
he'd have made little Mary his bride."

"Then if he is dead no other I'll wed,
no other I'll have by my side;
For in riches though rolled or covered with gold,
he'd have made his own Mary his bride."

Then the patch on his eye the old beggar let fly,
his old coat and crutches beside.
And in sailor's blue clothes and with cheeks like the rose,
it was Willie who stood by her side.

"Oh don't be afraid, dearest Mary," he said,
"it was only your faith that I tried;
To the church we'll away, by the break of the day
and I'll make you, sweet Mary, my bride."

:boat:

jayelsee

01-26-2004, 08:11 PM

He met her in French cafe.
She slipped in sideways like a cat.
Sidelong glances,
What a wary little stray!
She sticks in his mind like that.
Saying, "Avez-vous un allumette?"
With her lips wrapped around a cigarette.
Yvette in English saying,
"Please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."

What blew her like a leaf this way?
(Up in the air and down to Earth)
First she flusters,
Then she frays,
So quick to question her own worth.
Her cigarette burns her finger tips.
As it falls like fireworks she curses it.
Then sweetly in English she says,
"Please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."

He sees her turn and walk away,
Skittering like a cat on stone--
Her high heels clicking--
What a wary little stray!
She leaves him by the Seine
Alone
With the black water and the amber lights
And the bony bridge between left
And right.
Yvette in English saying,
"Please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."

zap

01-26-2004, 08:16 PM

Don't think that I'll be hangin' 'round
While you're havin' fun
I won't sit there cryin' over you
Well from now on when you step out
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll lock the door, put out the cat
And I'll go steppin' too

Yes I'll go steppin' too, my honey
I'll go steppin' too
I'll lock the door, put out the cat
And I'll go steppin' too

Now everytime you come in late and we begin to fight
You tell me there are more fish in the sea
But the bait ain't what it used to be
And I got news for you
Now after this when you go out
Well I'll go steppin' too

Yes I'll go steppin' too, my honey
I'll go steppin' too
I'll lock the door, put out the cat
And I'll go steppin' too

>From now on when you come in
And won't tell where you been
With your hair messed up
And your clothes don't fit you right
Well I don't care if I find perfume on you too
Well you will know that I have been
Steppin' just like you

Yes I'll go steppin' too, my honey
I'll go steppin' too
I'll lock the door, put out the cat
And I'll go steppin' too

Tox

01-26-2004, 08:19 PM

Children:
There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "cuckoo"
Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Cuckoo, cuckoo

Children:                           Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Regretfully they tell us          Cuckoo, cuckoo
Children:                           Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
But firmly they compel us      Cuckoo, cuckoo
Children:
To say goodbye. . .
Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Cuckoo
Children:
. . . to you

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
Marta:
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Friedrich:
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu

Children:
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
Liesl:
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Kurt:
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
Brigitta:
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
Louisa:
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly

Gretl:
The sun has gone to bed and so must I

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Guests:
Goodbye!

I can't stand the goodbye from the guests at the end - makes cringe every time I hear it!

jayelsee

01-26-2004, 08:46 PM

Okay, altogether now!

Do, a deer, a female deer,
Ray, a drop of golden sun :sun:

Mi, a name I call myself,
Fa :puppy: a long long way to run

So, a needle pulling thread,

La, a note to follow so,

Ti, a drink with bread and jam,

That will bring us back to do

Doraymifasolatidohtilasofamiraydo:applaud:

generic_screenname

01-26-2004, 09:02 PM

Sometimes... the world is black, and tears run from your eyes
And maybe we'll all get... really sick. And maybe we'll all die...
Soooooooooooooooooooo...

Let's build a snowman. We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Tom, we can name him George.
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!

He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view!
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you!

So, let's build a snowman. We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Bob, or we can name him Beowulf.
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!

Hey!

He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view!
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you!
Snowmaan!
Snowmaaan!
Snowmaaaaaan!

Lord Loser

01-26-2004, 09:28 PM

This chick's rockin' your bro on the dance floor...

But she's towing an anchor
a junior investment banker
who talks about herself
and not much else

So buy her a beer
it's the reason you're here
mighty wing-man

Takin' one
for the team.
So your buddy
can live the dream...

Wingmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:32 PM

Shotgun Shell

Elvis Hitler

I used to love my baby
Yes, I loved her a lot
So I took her on down
To the used car lot
I was looking at a shiny red Chevrolet
And then she ran away
With some guy named Clay
I got a date with my baby
And a shotgun shell
I'm going to take her out
And blow her to Hell
Got a date with my baby
And a shotgun shell
I'm going to take her out
And blow her to Hell

I used to love my baby
She's the love of my life
But I waited to long
to try to make her my wife
Sometimes we're low
And sometimes we're high
And now she's getting married
To another guy
I got a date with my baby
And a shotgun shell
I'm going to take her out
And blow her to Hell
got a date with my baby
And a shotgun shell
I'm going to take her out
And blow her to Hell

generic_screenname

01-26-2004, 09:36 PM

He came from heaven
2 stakes in his hands
To smoke the vampires
and free the land
come now and join him
all ye strong and bold
we'll fight together
like the days of old
it's all good
it's alright
everybody get laid tonight!

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:39 PM

THE HAUNTING/ DON'T OPEN 'TIL DOOMSDAY

Misfits

The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in its arms
And kisses you goodnight

Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel its bite
Oh, it purges from within

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me

The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in its arms
And kisses you goodnight

Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel its bite
Oh, it purges from within

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me
______________________

Buried beneath the statue, the answer hides
Enduring throughout the ages
The transmitter lies
Once the chambers open the signal will be sent
To another world... far beyond the stars

Don't open 'til doomsday
Destruction's not far away
Don't open 'til doomsday
You might not like what you find

Don't open 'til doomsday
Destruction's not far away
Don't open 'til doomsday
You might not like what you find inside

We were warned of this coming so long ago
Immortal secrets... man shouldn't know
Entering a realm where we just don't belong
We called them and they're coming

Don't open 'til doomsday
Destruction's not far away
Don't open 'til doomsday
You might not like what you find inside

Don't open 'til doomsday
(Inside) Destruction's not far away
(Inside) Don't open 'til doomsday
You might not like what you find
You might not like what you find inside

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:39 PM

RESURRECTION

Misfits

Complications inside of me
Reminds me that my heart won't always beat
The ugly face of death that's smiling
At my rotting teeth

I will die here in this sorrow
I was waiting for tomorrow
Palpitate the pulse until
You feel my heart explode against the wall

Oh

Talk about me
Laugh about me
Cry about me
Nail me to the cross
I'll be a martyr for the hated
The weak, the ugly, the lost

I will die here in this sorrow
I won't wait for tomorrow
Palpitate the pulse until
You resurrect my soul from the wall

Whoa

Talk about me
Laugh about me
Cry about me
Nail me to the cross

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:42 PM

DIG UP HER BONES

Misfits

Anything is what she is
Anywhere is where she's from
Anything is what she'll be
Anything as long as it's mine
And the door, it opens, is the way back in
Or is it the way back out

Anyplace is where she'll be
Anyplace, she'll see you from
Lies and secrets become your world
Any time, anywhere, she takes me away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose
That's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

I have seen the demon's face
I have heard of her death place
I fall down on my knees in praise of the
Horrible things that took her away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose
That's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

Bones

StarsGoBlue

01-26-2004, 09:43 PM

I think the 'depressing songs' thread from Kansas has affected grinner... put down the CD player, grinner! :fear:

StarsGoBlue

01-26-2004, 09:46 PM

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking when I said
I'd like to
Smash every tooth in your head

Oh
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking when I said
by rights you
should be bludgeoned in your bed

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt

As the flames rose
To her Roman nose
and her Walkman started to melt

Bigmouth Strikes Again, The Smiths

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:46 PM

Misfits are not depressing... they are a lively heavy punkish band. Seen them 8 times in concert.

and Elvis Hitler is Rockabilly Punk... kick ass music. :D

StarsGoBlue

01-26-2004, 09:47 PM

Originally posted by grinner
Misfits are not depressing... they are a lively heavy punkish band. Seen them 8 times in concert.

and Elvis Hitler is Rockabilly Punk... kick ass music. :D

The shotgun song was the one that had me :fear:

grinner

01-26-2004, 09:54 PM

That song is hilarious.

Scarran Raptor

01-26-2004, 10:05 PM

"Ode to a superhero"~ Wierd Al Yankovic (to the tune of "Piano man" by Billy Joel)

Poor peter parker was pitiful
couldn't have been any shyer
Mary Jane still wouldn't notice him
even if his hair was on fire

But then one day he went to that science lab
that mutated spider came down
oh and now peter crawls over everyone's walls
and he's swinging all over town

la li la, li de da
la la li le da dom

Sling us a web you're the spider man
sling us a web tonight
cause we're all in the mood for a hero now
and there's evildoers to fight

Now Harry the rich kid's a friend of his
who horns in on Mary Jane
but to his big surprise
it seems she prefers guys
who can kiss upside-down in the rain

With great power comes great responsibility
that's the catch phrase of old uncle Ben
if you missed it don't worry he'll say the line
again and again and again
oh la la la di de da
la la di di da dom

Now Norman's a billionaire scientist
who never had time for his son
but then something went screwy
and before you knew he
was trying to kill everyone

And he's riding around on that glider thing
and he's throwin' that wierd pumpkin bomb
yes he's wearing that dumb power rangers mask
but he's scarier without it on

Sling us a web you're the spider man
sling us a web tonight
cause you're brave and you're strong and so limber now
but where'd you come up with those tights?

It's a pretty sad day at the funeral
Norman Osborne has bitten the dust
and I heard Harry's said he wants spider-man dead
aw but his buddy pete he can trust
Oh and MJ is all hot for Peter now
Aw but Peter he just shuts her down
Mary Jane don't you cry
you can give it a try
again when the sequel comes 'round

oh la la la di de da
la la di di da dom

Sling us a web you're the spider man
sling us a web tonight
Cause we sure could use us a hero now
And we think you'll do alright

bouyantman

01-26-2004, 11:09 PM

boy!..everyone's so lively tonight...glad to know everyone can sing!..
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Kurt_eh

01-27-2004, 12:35 AM

:eek: you dirty minded people :D :lol

And tabs too, so you guitar playin folks can sing along too!

Artist/Band: Long Tom And Dusty Danglers Tablatures (Chords)
Song: My Country Girl Tablature

My Country Girl
By: Long Tom and His Dusty Danglers

Intro x2 (with stops)

C C7 F
I saw her snatch· her purse· from the Windowsill
C G7
And she blew me· a great big kiss
C
So I went down, all the way down
F Fm
To (the) liquor·. Store
C G7 C
But I knew that I would miss her whole· family

C C7 F
She grabbed my bag· of chips· and ate them all
C G7
So I beat her· up and down the stairs
C C7
Well she canât help it; no she canât help it
F Fm
Sheâs just a count· ry girl at heart
C G7 C
And she left me with a heart on· my sleeve

SOLO (Ahhhâs 8 bars)
C C7 F
She Jerked me off· my horse· to kiss me
C C7 G7
And I felt it in the balls· of my feet
C C7
She said you are-so· lucky
F Fm
Youâre adic·ted to love
C G7 C
But I couldnât get her (to) come· with me

Kurt_eh

01-27-2004, 12:37 AM

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows...

Kurt_eh

01-27-2004, 12:39 AM

And if we really want to "punk" out:

I was twenty one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty two now, but I won't be for long
People ask when will you grow up to be a man
But all the girls I loved at school
are already pushing prams

I loved you then as I love you still
Tho I put you on a pedestal,
They put you on the pill
I don't feel bad about letting you go
I just feel sad about letting you know

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl

I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend

I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them but they were only satellites
Is it wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl

Frellster

01-27-2004, 02:07 AM

Originally posted by generic_screenname
Sometimes... the world is black, and tears run from your eyes
And maybe we'll all get... really sick. And maybe we'll all die...
Soooooooooooooooooooo...

Let's build a snowman. We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Tom, we can name him George.
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!

He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view!
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you!

So, let's build a snowman. We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Bob, or we can name him Beowulf.
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!

Hey!

He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view!
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you!
Snowmaan!
Snowmaaan!
Snowmaaaaaan!

:sniper:

"Old man Swan died first and was eaten by the other five persons, about ten days out from camp; four or five days afterwards Humphrey died and was also eaten; he had about one hundred and thirty three dollars. I found the pocket-book and took the money. Some time afterwards while I was carrying wood, the Butcher was killed as the other two told me accidentally and he was eaten. Bell shot "California" with Swan's gun, and I killed Bell; shot him - covered up the remains, and took a large piece along. Then traveled fourteen days into the "Agency." Bell wanted to kill me, struck at me with his rifle, struck a tree and broke his gun.

I A.G. Packer do solemnly swear that the above statement is true and nothing but the truth So help me God. "
A. G. Packer
Sworn to and subscribed before me this 8th day of May A.D. 1874. James P. Downer J.P.

Ok, thats not a song - (for those of you who think quoting Packer is strange - Generic's snowman song is from Cannibal the Musical)

um song - I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts diddly dee, here they are a standing in a row!!!

Antrobus

01-27-2004, 07:30 AM

"Fair Maid Of Islington"
Traditional English

There was a fair maid of Islington
As I heard many tell
And she was going to Londontown
Her pears and apples to sell
As she was going along the road
A vintner did her espy
And what shall I give, fair maid, says he
One night with you to lie?
And what shall I give, fair maid, says he
One night with you to lie?

If you would lie with me one night
You must give me five pound
A match a match, the vintner said
And so let this go round.
When he had lain with her all night
Her money she did crave
"O no, O no," the vintner said
"The devil a penny you'll have."
"O no, O no," the vintner said
"The devil a penny you'll have."

This maid she made no more ado
But to the justice went
This vintner hired a cellar of me
And will not pay the rent
Then straight the justice for him sent
And asked the reason why
That he would pay this maid no rent
To which he did reply.
That he would pay this maid no rent
To which he did reply.

Although I hired a cellar of her
And the possession was mine
I ne'er put anything into it
But one small pipe of wine
This fair maid being ripe of wit
She straight replied again
There lay two butts at the cellar door
Why did you not roll them in?
There lay two butts at the cellar door
Why did you not roll them in?

The justice told the vintner plain
If he a tenant be
He must expect to pay the price
For he could not sit rent-free
And when the maid her money got
She put it in her purse
And clapped her hand o'er the cellar door
And swore it was never the worse.
And clapped her hand o'er the cellar door
And swore it was never the worse.

:rollin:

Tox

01-27-2004, 07:55 AM

You can tell the world you never was my girl,
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone,
You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been,
And laugh and joke about me on the phone.

You can tell my arms go back to the farm,
You can tell my feet to hit the floor,
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips,
They won't be reaching out for you no more.

But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
He might blow up and kill this man.

You can tell your Ma I moved to Arkansas,
You can tell your dog to bite my leg,
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip,
He never really liked me anyway.

Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please,
Myself already knows I'm not O.K.,
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind,
It might be walking out on me today.

But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
He might blow up and kill this man.

Sorry...

Selena

01-27-2004, 08:02 AM

:violin: Thanks Tox. I got all nostalgic ... any one know Rocky Top

Tox

01-27-2004, 08:10 AM

I actually prefer this version...

You can torture me
With donnie & marie
You can play some barry manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like new kids on the block
Or any village people song you know
Or play vanilla ice
Hey, you can play him twice
And you can play the bee gees any day
But mr. dj, please
I’m beggin’ on my knees
I just can’t take no more of billy ray

Don’t play that song
That "achy breaky" song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That "achy breaky" song
I might blow up my radio, ooo...

You can clear the room
By playing debbie boon
Or crank your abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim whitman or zamfir
Don’t mind a yoko ono marathon
Or play some tiffany
On 8-track or cd
Or scrape your fingernails across the board
Or tie me to a chair
And kick me down the stairs
Just please don’t play that stupid song no more

Don’t play that song
That "achy breaky" song
You know I hate that song a bunch
And if you play that song
That nauseating song
It might just make me lose my lunch, ooo...

Don’t play that song
That "achy breaky" song
I think it’s driving me insane
Oh, please don’t play that song
That irritating song
I’d rather have a pitchfork in my brain...

Don’t play that song
That "achy breaky" song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That "achy breaky" song
I might blow up my radio, ooo-woo...

Selena

01-27-2004, 08:13 AM

:roflmao: I thought you were going to bed?

recklesshumor

01-27-2004, 08:26 AM

How about something more mysterious?

TEA IN THE SAHARA - The Police

My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die.
And it may sound strange,
As if our minds are deranged.

Please don't ask us why,
Beneath the sheltering sky.
We have this strange obsession.
You have the means in your possession.

Tea in the Sahara, with you.
Tea in the Sahara, with you.

The young man agreed,
He would satisfy their need.
So they danced for his pleasure,
With a joy you could not measure.

They'd wait for him here.
The same place every year.
Beneath the sheltering sky.
Across the desert he would fly.

Tea in the Sahara with you.
Tea in the Sahara with you.

The sky turned to black.
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune.
They would pray to the moon.

But he never returned.
So the sisters would burn,
As their eyes searched the land.
With their cups still full of sand.

Tea in the Sahara with you.
Tea in the Sahara with you.

grinner

01-27-2004, 08:33 AM

Type O Negative

Everyone I Love Is Dead

Seems three years
Though maybe four
Someone drops dead
Whom I adore
You love someone
There will be grief
The kiss of death
Lips of a thief
Goddamnit

A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried But mostly laughed
Commit the past Into blue flame
Acrid smoke Cowardly shame
Goddamnit

At times I'm truly terrified
Cause dope and booze don't help to hide
They're used to mask a weakling's hurt
It's just like painting over dirt

Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
(All dead)

Life's a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you

Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Goddamnit
Goddamnit
All dead

Selena

01-27-2004, 08:34 AM

In honor of yesterday having been Australia day I submit the following ...

AUSSIE BAR-B-Q

When the summer sun is shining, on Australia’s happy land
On countless fires and stranger ties, and many solid bans
On sad Australians watching the lights go up in flames
On a smoke and smell you can plainly tell, it’s barby time again!

Chorus
When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes,
When prawns all taste like fried toothpaste, and your mouth is full of flies
It’s a national institution, it’s Australian through and through
So c’mon mate, and grab a plate, let’s have a bar-b-q

Now the Scot’s eat lots of haggis, the Frenchies snails and frogs
The Greeks fill crackers with their mousakas, and the Chinese love hot dogs
The Welshman love to have a leek, and the Irish love their stew
But you just can’t beat, the half cooked meats of an Aussie bar-b-q.

Now there’s flies stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock hard,
The kids are fighting and the mozzies are a-biting, have we got the Aerogard?
There’s bull ants in the esky and the beer is running out,
And what we saw in Mum’s coleslaw we just don’t talk about.

And when the barby’s over, on our wayward home we wend,
With a queasy tummy on the family dunny, many lonely hours you spend,
You’ll find yourself reflecting as others often do,
Come rain or shine it’s the bloody last time we’ll have a bar-b-q!

grinner

01-27-2004, 08:36 AM

Once a jolly swagman sat beside the billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me

Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.

Down came a jumbuck to drink beside the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and seized him with glee
And he sang as he tucked jumbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me

Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.

Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three.
"Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me

Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.

Up jumped the swagman and plunged into the billabong,
"You'll never catch me alive," cried he
And his ghost may be heard as you ride beside the billabong,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.

grinner

01-27-2004, 08:37 AM

Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong
Under the shade of a Coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

Down come a jumbuck to drink at the water hole
Up jumped a swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stowed him away in his tucker bag
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me'".

Up rode the Squatter a riding his thoroughbred
Up rode the Trooper - one, two, three
"Where's that jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?",
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me".

But the swagman he up and jumped in the water hole
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree,
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

generic_screenname

01-27-2004, 08:40 AM

This guy's got issues...

Hulk Hogan, Hollywood Hulkster, whatever they call you
I'm coming after you, coward!

Hot-diggity-damn Hulk you set it off
Used to be hard, Hulk
Now you done turned soft
Doin' telephone commercials I seen ya
Dancin' in tights as a ballerina

I knew all along you had those tendencies
Cause you been runnin' from Macho like I got a disease
Dude, please, your PPV event was a joke
You're avoiding Randy Savage cause ya know you'll get smoked
Come on, that phony fight, The Rock' spanked you fast
But when they tell us we'll do a real fight you passed

I called him out, thought the punk was here and to go
It was a charity event, but The Hulk didn't show
Hollywood Hulkster, you're at the end of your rope
And I'm gonna kick you in the butt and wash your mouth out with soap
Cause, like Rodney Dangerfield he gets no respect
Come on Hulk, let's wreck, so I can put you in check

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
Your runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Come on don’t be a chump
I never thought Hulk would go out like a punk

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
You’re runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Boy you’s a chump
Cuz Hulk Hogan is a real big punk

They call you Hollywood? (hugh hugh) don’t make me laugh
Cuz your movies and your actin’ skills are both trash
Your movies straight to video the box office can’t stand
While I got myself a feature role in Spider Man
Ya hidin’ man but when I find you it’s on
And when I slam ya to the dirt you’ll wish you’s never born
I smell a coward...mmmm is that you Hogan
Macho’s gonna kick ya butt is the slogan
You try to ignore me thinkin’ I’ll go away
But I’m a keep on messin’ wit ya dude day after day
And once you step to Macho you’re through
The joke’s on you so Hulk what you gonna do
Probably nothing cuz you’re a real big punk
You called my dad up on the phone man you’s a chump
Cuz if you really got static take it up with me
And I’ll punk ya butt out for the world to see

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
Your runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Come on don’t be a chump
I never thought Hulk would go out like a punk

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
You’re runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Boy you’s a chump
Cuz Hulk Hogan is a real big punk

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
Your runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Come on don’t be a chump
I never thought Hulk would go out like a punk

Be a man Hulk Come on don’t be scared
You’re runnin’ from Macho that’s what I heard

Be a man Hogan Boy you’s a chump
Cuz Hulk Hogan is a real big punk

Selena

01-27-2004, 08:41 AM

Click go the Shears
1946

Out on the board the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in his long bony hands
Fixed is his gaze on a bare-bellied "Joe"
Glory if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go

Chorus
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied "Joe"

In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair
Is the boss of the board, with eyes everywhere
Notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying strict attention if it's taken off clean

The colonial-experience man he is there, of course
With his shiny leggin's just got off his horse
Casting round his eye like a real connoisseur
Whistling the old tune "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is there awaiting in demand
With his blackened tar-pot and his tarry hand
Sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back
Here's what he's waiting for "Tar here Jack!"

Shearing is all over and we've all got our cheques
Roll up your swag for we're off on the tracks
The first pub we come to it's there we'll have a spree
And everyone that comes along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

Down by the bar the old shearer stands
Grasping his glass in his thin bony hands
Fixed is his gaze on a green-painted keg
Glory he'll get down on it ere he stirs a peg

There we leave him standing, shouting for all hands
Whilst all around him every shouter stands
His eyes are on the cask which is now lowering fast
He works hard he drinks hard and goes to hell at last

You take off the belly-wool clean out the crutch
Go up the neck for the rules they are such
You clean round the horns first shoulder go down
One blow up the back and you then turn around

grinner

01-27-2004, 08:49 AM

Rage Against The Machine

Degeneration X

Are you ready?
Yeah you think you can tell us what to do?
You think you can tell us what to wear?
You think that you're better?
Well you better get ready...
To bow to the masters...
BREAK IT DOWN
Degenerate into something fool,
We just got tired, of doin' what you told us to do
But that's the breaks boy (Yeah)
That's the breaks little man
Break it down
Degeneration X!
Degeneration!
You think you can tell me what to do?
You know who you're talkin' to?
Well you better get used to the way the ball bounces,
You do what you got,
It measures in ounces,
But that's the breaks boy (Yeah)
That's the breaks little man
Break it down
Degeneration X!
Degeneration!
You think you're a big man?
I'll treat you like you're a little man
Yo, tell me what it's like, to be half a man
And must it break your heart, to see what I am BUT
That's the breaks boy
That's the breaks little man
Break it down
Degeneration X!
Degeneration!
You think you can tell me what to do?
You know who you're talkin' to?
Wanted me to be someone else
You can be like a book on a shelf
That you can't read boy (Yeah)
That you can't read little man
Break it down

chri-baby

01-27-2004, 08:55 AM

(Traditional) for those TNG fans:

The minstrel boy to the war hath gone
in the ranks of death you will fi.....nd him
his father's sword he hath gearded on
and his fine harp slung behi.......nd him

land of song said the warrior barred
though all the world betraaaaay thee
one faithful sword thy right shall guard
one faithful harp shall prai.........se thee

Tox

01-27-2004, 04:25 PM

While we're on the Australian theme...

Two little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse
Gayly they played each summer's day
Warriors both of course
One little chap then had a mishap
Broke off his horse's head
Wept for his toy then cried with joy
As his young playmate said:

"Did you think I would leave you crying
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Jack and don't be crying
I can go just as fast with two
When we grow up we'll both be soldiers
And our horses will not be toys
And I wonder if we'll remember
When we were two little boys"

Long years had passed, war came so fast
Bravely they marched away
Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd
Wounded and dying lay
Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out
Out from the ranks so blue
Gallops away to where Joe lay
Then came a voice he knew:

"Did you think I would leave you dying
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying
I can go just as fast with two
Did you say Joe I'm all a-tremble
Perhaps it's the battle's noise
But I think it's that I remember
When we were two little boys

Do you think I would leave you dying
There's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Joe, we'll soon by flying
Back to the ranks so blue
Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble
Perhaps it's the battle's noise
But I think it's that I remember
When we were two little boys"

*sob*

Kurt_eh

01-27-2004, 04:34 PM

More Oz (by Mick Thomas: http://www.croxtonrecords.com/audio/lonelygoth.html )

(intro)
D* G Em7 D* G Em7

D G Em7
Velvet pants and a big top hat
D G Em7
It's a little hot to be dressed like that
D G Em7
Down near the war memorial he's propped
C G
In a big balck cape and twelve hole docs

D* G Em7 D* G Em7

Now he almost made his auntie faint
When he stopped at the chemist for some black nail paint
She just stood there hands on hips
He said "Aunty Em it'll match my lips"

(chorus)
A
I heard his mother and his father say
F#m
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
G G/F# Em7
But don't you try and bring him down
C G
He's a lonely goth in a country town

D* G Em7 D* G Em7

Now his father's family settled here
In another time, it was a long gone year
He knows about them all you see
They're buried at the local cemetery

There's a girl in the next town that he knows
They met at a Marilyn Manson show
And they write letters and they swap spells
They'll be together one day in hell

(chorus)
A
I heard his mother and his father say
F#m
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
G G/F# Em7
And what will the blokes at the bottom pub say
G G/F# Em7
And the women down at her CWA?
G G/F# Em7
But don't you try and bring him down
C G
He's a lonely goth in a country town

D* G Em7 D* G Em7

F#m
To dress like that around here you guess
G*
That he likes being close to death
A
He doesn't like footy, he doesn't like cars
A
He didn't mind Coppolla's Dracula

One day he'll be rid of this place
Run like mascara down a pale white face.
He doesn't believe in a god above
But you could never doubt his mother's love

(chorus)
A
I heard his mother and his father say
F#m
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
G G/F# Em7
And what will the blokes at the top pub say
G G/F# Em7
And the women down at her CWA?
G G/F# Em7
But it's eye of newt and it's tounge of bat
G G/F# Em7
As he walks around town with his mum's black cat
G G/F# Em7
And if you'd been through all he's been through
G G/F# Em7
Then you'd turn white and you'd frown too
G G/F# Em7
He's the bravest boy behind the frown
C G D* G Em7
Of a lonely goth in a country town
C G D* G Em7
He's evoked the wrath of a country town
C G D* G Em7
He's the only one for miles around

F#m G*
It's a shearing town
F#m
Or a mining town
G* D
A quite little country town

chords used:
A 002220
C 032010
D 000232
Em7 022033
F#m 244222
G 320033
G* 355433

D* means:

e|-------2-0---
b|-----3-----3-
g|-0h2---------
d|-------------
a|-------------
E|-------------

Tabbed: Damien Murtagh

Antrobus

01-27-2004, 04:37 PM

Song for a Future Generation - The B-52s

Wanna be the ruler of the galaxy
Wanna be the king of the universe
Let's meet and have a baby now!

Wanna be the empress of fashion
Wanna be the president of Moscow
Let's meet and have a baby now!

La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!

Hey, I'm Fred the Cancerian from New Jersey
I like collecting records and exploring
The cave of the unknown

Hello, I'm Cindy, I'm a Pisces
And I like chihuahuas and
Chinese noodles

Wanna be the first lady of infinity
Wanna be the nicest guy on earth
Let's meet and have a baby now!

La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!
La! La! La! La! La!
Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now!
Now! La! La! La! La! La!

Hi, my name is Ricky and I'm a Pisces
I love computers and hot tamales

Hey, I'm Kate and I am a Taurus
I love tomatoes and black-capped
Chickadees

Hey, my name is Keith and I'm a
Scorpio from Athens, G-A and I like
To find the essence from within

Wanna be the captain of the Enterprise
Wanna be the king of the Zulus
Let's meet and have a baby now!

Wanna be the daughter of Dracula
Wanna be the son of Frankenstein
Let's meet and have a baby now!

Wanna be mother-father
Wanna be daughter-son
Wanna be captain
Wanna be ruler-king andnd empress

Antrobus

01-27-2004, 04:41 PM

Rock Lobster

We were at a party
His ear lobe fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn't a rock
It was a rock lobster

Motion in the ocean
His air hose broke
Lots of trouble
Lots of bubble
He was in a jam
S'in a giant clam

Down, down

Underneath the waves
Mermaids wavin'
Wavin' to mermen
Wavin' sea fans
Sea horses sailin'
Dolphins wailin'

Red snappers snappin'
Clam shells clappin'
Muscles flexin'
Flippers flippin'

Down, down

Let's rock!

Boy's in bikinis
Girls in surfboards
Everybody's rockin'
Everybody's fruggin'
Twistin' 'round the fire
Havin' fun
Bakin' potatoes
Bakin' in the sun

Put on your noseguard
Put on the Lifeguard
Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray
There goes a manta-ray
In walked a jelly fish
There goes a dog-fish
Chased by a cat-fish
In flew a sea robin
Watch out for that piranha
There goes a narwhale
HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

grinner

01-27-2004, 04:42 PM

Banana Splits

Tra la la, la la la la. (4X)
One banana, two banana, three banana, four.
Four bananas make a bunch and so do many more.
Over hill and highway the banana buggies go
Comin’ on to bring you The Banana Splits Show.
Makin up a mess of fun
Makin up a mess of fun
Lot’s of fun for everyone.
Tra la la, la la la la. (4X)

Four banana, three banana, two banana, one.
All bananas playing in the bright warm sun.
Flippin like a pancake, poppin like a cork
Fleagle, Bingo, Drooper and Snork.
Tra la la, la la la la. (4X)

grinner

01-27-2004, 04:43 PM

Gigantor

Gigantor, Gigantor, Gigantor.

Gigantor the space aged robot,
He is at your command.
Gigantor the space aged robot,
His power is in your hand.

Bigger than big, taller than tall,
Quicker than quick, stronger than strong.
Ready to fight for right, against wrong.

Gigantor, Gigantor, Gigantor.

grinner

01-27-2004, 04:44 PM

Spiderman

Spiderman, Spiderman Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web any size Catches thieves just like flies
Look out, here comes the Spiderman

Is he strong? Listen Bud He's got radioactive blood
Can he swing from a thread ? Take a look overhead
Hey, there! There goes the Spiderman

In the chill of the night At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light He arrives just in time

Spiderman, Spiderman Friendly neighborhood, Spiderman
Wealth and fame, he ignores Action is his reward
Look out, here comes the Spiderman

Spiderman, Spiderman Friendly neighborhood, Spiderman
Wealth and fame, he ignores Action is his reward
To him, life's a great big bang up Whenever there's a hang up
You'll find the Spiderman!

jayelsee

01-27-2004, 05:40 PM

I love these sing-alongs.....

I scare myself, just thinkin’about you
I scare myself, when I’m without you
I scare myself, the moment that you’re gone
I scare myself, when I let my thoughts run the
Moment that you’re gone
I scare myself when I let my thoughts run
And when they’re runnin’
I keep thinkin’ of you, ooh, you ooh
And when they’re runnin’ what can I do?
I scare myself, and I don’t meant lightly
I scare myself, it can get frightening
I scare myself, to think what I could do
I scare myself, it’s some kind of voodoo
And with that voodoo
I keep thinkin’ of you, ooh, you, ooh
And with that voodoo what can I do?
But it’s oh so so so different, when we’re together
And I’m oh so so much calmer, I feel better
For the stars have crossed our paths forever
And the sooner that you realize it, the better
Then I’ll be with you, and I won’t scare myself
And I’ll know what to do, and I won’t scare myself
And I’ll think of you, and I won’t scare myself
And my thoughts will run and I won’t scare myself
Then I’ll be with you and I won’t scare myself
Then I’ll know what to do and I won’t scare myself
And I’ll think of you and I won’t scare myself
And my thoughts will run and I won’t scare myself

I SCARE MYSELF -- DAN HICKS AND THE HOT LICKS

vikingscaper

01-27-2004, 05:59 PM

National American University Presents One

One Day
One Night
Saturday's alright
Online's just fine
Night time, any time
Get your degree
Set yourself free
National...American...University

Just to let everyone know, this university has a "campus" ain the Mall of America. Also, EVERYBODY in the Twin Cities area hates this song! Yesterday during one of my classes, we even discussed how this song is the root of all evil.

StarsGoBlue

01-27-2004, 08:00 PM

One love
One blood
One life, you've got to do what you should
One life, with each other
Sisters, brothers

One life, but we're not the same
We get to carry each other,
carry each other

One... life
One... love

One, U2

Otto the Mild

01-27-2004, 08:03 PM

You asked for it...

He wants a shoehorn
the kind with teeth
People should get beat up
for stating their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn
the kind with teeth
'cause he knows there's no such thing.

He asks a girl
if they could both sit in a chair
but he doesn't get nervous.
She's not really there.
(refrain)

Tour the world
in a heavy metal band
but they run out of gas.
The plane can never land.
(refrain)

What's the sense
in ever thinking about the tomb
when you're much too busy
returning to the womb.
(refrain)

-TMBG:rollin:

grinner

01-27-2004, 08:08 PM

http://cover09.cduniverse.com/MuzeVideoArt/69/151469.jpg

Misfits

Die Monster Die

First things first, Ms. Monroe rises from the dead
The henchmen came, knocked down the door
To my never never world

I hope you die... Die monster die
Die monster die

First things first, We must find out which mirror evil lives
I enter this door, look into the mirror
I don't recognize this face
It's lookin' back at me

I hope you die... Die monster die
Die monster die

There's a place where the mirror don't lie

StarsGoBlue

01-27-2004, 08:33 PM

I was born in Lil' Rock,
Had a childhood sweetheart,
We were always hand in hand.

I was hightop shoes and shirt tails,
Suzy was in pig tails,
I know I loved her even then.

You know my papa disapproved it,
My mama boohooed it,
But I told them time and time again,
"Don't you know I was made to love her,
Built a world all around her"
Yah! Hey, hey, hey.

She's been my inspiration,
Showed appreciation
For the love I gave her through the years.

Like a sweet magnolia tree
My love blossmed tenderly,
My life grew sweeter through the years.

I know that my baby loves me,
My baby needs me,
That's why we made it through the years.

I was made to love her,
Worship and adore her,
Hey, hey, hey.

All through thick and thin
Our love just won't end,
'Cause I love my baby, love my baby. Ah!

My baby loves me,
My baby needs me,
And I know I ain't going nowhere.

I was knee high to a chicken
When that love bug bit me,
I had the fever with each passing year.

Oh, even if the mountain tumbles,
If this whole world crumbles,
By her side I'll still be standing there.

'Cause I was made to love her,
I was made to live for her, yeah!

Ah, I was made to love her,
Built my world all around her,
Hey, hey, hey.

I Was Made to Love Her, Stevie Wonder

I especially love the knee-high to a chicken part... it always makes me :lol

bouyantman

01-27-2004, 11:15 PM

Originally posted by grinner
Gigantor

Gigantor, Gigantor, Gigantor.

Gigantor the space aged robot,
He is at your command.
Gigantor the space aged robot,
His power is in your hand.

Bigger than big, taller than tall,
Quicker than quick, stronger than strong.
Ready to fight for right, against wrong.

Gigantor, Gigantor, Gigantor.

does anybody remember this cartoon??....i used to watch this all the time!...thought it was great! http://www.my-smileys.de/smileys_1/hippy_2.gif

Kurt_eh

01-27-2004, 11:39 PM

Simpson!

Homer Simpson!

He's the greatest guy in history!

From the Town of Springfield

He's about to hit a chestnut Tree----D'OH!

chri-baby

01-27-2004, 11:55 PM

look at me I'm Sandra Dee
dizzy with verginity
wont go to bed
till I'm legaly wed
oh yes I'm Sandra Deeeeeeeeeeee

bouyantman

01-28-2004, 12:19 AM

I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day

Ever since I was a tiny boy
I don't want no candy
I don't need no toy
I took a stick and an old coffee can
I bang on that thing 'til I got
Blisters on my hand because

I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day

When I get older they think I'm a fool
The teacher told me I should stay after school
She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
But my licks was so hot
I made the teacher wanna dance
And that's why

I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day

Listen to this
Every day when I get home from work
I feel so frustrated
The boss is a jerk
And I get my sticks and go out to the shed
And I pound on that drum like it was the boss's head
Because

I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day

too bad i can't do that to the boss!
because i am the boss....:(

JrMissToughChick

01-28-2004, 12:23 AM

Originally posted by Kurt_eh
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows...
Rock on!!!

JrMissToughChick

01-28-2004, 12:28 AM

http://www.lyricsondemand.com/n/nirvanalyrics/images/nirvana.jpg

Lithium

I'm so happy.
Cause today I found my friends.
They're in my head.
I'm so ugly.
But that's ok. 'Cause so are you.
We've broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning.
Is everyday for all I care. And I'm not scared.
Light my candles.
In a daze cause I've found god.

Yeah [x bunch of times]

I'm so lonely.
And that's ok. I shaved my head.
And I'm not sad.
And just maybe.
I'm to blame for all I've heard. And I'm not sure.
I'm so excited.
I can't wait to meet you there.
And I don't care.
I'm so horny.
But that's ok. My will is good.

Yeah [x bunch of times]

[Chorus]
I like it.
I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you.
I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.
I'm not gonna crack.
I kill you.
I'm not gonna crack. [x2]

I'm so happy.
Cause today I found my friends.
They're in my head.
I'm so ugly.
But that's ok. 'Cause so are you.
We've broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning.
Is everyday for all I care. And I'm not scared.
Light my candles.
In a daze cause I've found god.

Yeah [x bunch times]

[Chorus]...

Scarran Raptor

01-28-2004, 12:36 AM

oh what the helll

You got the touch
you got the powaaaah

YEAH!

after all is said and done
you never walk you never run
you're a winner

you've got the moves
you know the street
break the rules
take the heat
you're nobody's fool

you're at your best
when the going gets rough
you been put to the test
but it's never enough

you got the touch
you got the power
when all hell's breakin loose
you'll be right in the eye of the storm
you got the heart
you got the motion
you know that when things get too tough
you got the touch

you never bend you never break
you seem to know just what it takes
you're a fighter
it's in the blood
it's in the will
it's in the mighty hands of steel
when you're standing your ground
and you never give in
when your back's to the wall
gonna fight to the end
and you're takin' it all

you got the touch
you got the power
when all hell's breakin' loose
you'll be right in the eye of the storm
you got the heart
you got the motion
and you know that when things get too tough
you got the touch

you're fighting fire with fire

you know you've got the touch

you're at your best when the going gets rough
you been put to the test but it's never enough

YOU GOT THE TOUCH

YOU GOT THE POWER

you got the touch

TOUCH!

*fade out*

JrMissToughChick

01-28-2004, 12:40 AM

Montgomery Gentry

Hell Yeah

lyrics

He works way too much for way too little
He drinks way too early till way too late
He hasn't had a raise since near his day
In eighty - eight gets trampled on by everyone
Except when he comes in here
And he's the product of the Haggard generation
He's got a redneck side when you get him agitated
He got the gold toothed look from a stiff right hook
He's proud he took for his right wing stand on Vietnam
Says he lost his brother there

He yells out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play
A ring of fire as he walks up
And stands there by the stage
And he says

Hell yeah!
Turn it up!
Right on!
Hell yeah!
Sounds good!
Sing that song!
Guitar man playin' all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
Life was good and love was easy

She's got an MBA and a plush corner office
She's got a don't mess with me attitude
She'll close a deal she don't reveal that she can feel
The loneliness the emptiness
Except when she comes in here
She's the product of the Me generation
She's got a rock and roll side when you get her agitated
She got the tattoo there on her derriere from a spring break dare
In Panama where love was all she thought she'd ever need

She yells out to the band
Know any Bruce Springsteen
Then she jumps up on the bar
And she, and she starts to scream
She says

Hell yeah!
Turn it up!
Right on!
Hell yeah!
Sounds good!
Sing that song!
Guitar man playin' all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
When life was good and love was easy

Yeah, yeah
Can or can't you get my mind off thinkin' 'bout
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Hey, hell yeah

Hell yeah
Turn it up
Right on
Hell yeah
Sounds good
Sing that song
Guitar man playin' all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
When life was good

Hell yeah!
Turn it up!
Right on!
Hell yeah!
Sounds good!
Sing that song!
Guitar man playin' all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
When life was good and love was easy

The Keeper

01-28-2004, 02:54 AM

Waiting for the aliens, hanging out in Roswell
I sit outside and stare at the sky
And wonder when they're coming

Waiting for the aliens, and according to statistics
A hundred guys might get a ride
Tonight it could be my turn

Beam me up, i wanna be abducted tonight
Beam me up, im not afraid to fly that high
Beam me up, i wanna be abducted tonight
And i was wondering before you take me home again

Could I fly your ship, I wanna fly your ship
Fly your ship, I wanna fly your ship

One time around the sun, one time around the moon
One time around the Earth, stars, Venus and Mars
Baby I'll be home soon

Waiting for the aliens, Ive seen all the movies
Im so prepared to go up there
I know they're gonna choose me
Waiting for the aliens, im packing my possessions
When I get my place in outerspace
You can say you knew me

I bet they'll have alot of questions & maybe some suggestions
I bet they're gonna ask me about humanity's insanities
"You've got a real nice planet here,
But you better watch your atmosphere
And you better clean your waters up, or have none for your cup"

grinner

01-28-2004, 05:13 AM

Originally posted by bouyantman
does anybody remember this cartoon??....i used to watch this all the time!...thought it was great! http://www.my-smileys.de/smileys_1/hippy_2.gif uh... would I have posted the song if I didn't remember it? Besides... the Dickies have a version of it that kicks serious eema.

bouyantman

01-28-2004, 01:29 PM

Originally posted by grinner
uh... would I have posted the song if I didn't remember it? Besides... the Dickies have a version of it that kicks serious eema.

i didn't mean you grinner!....i meant in general,if anybody remember's it...

bouyantman

01-28-2004, 01:37 PM

I blink my eyes and then it happens again
I lose my way but I discover a friend
It's a typical day on the road to utopia

I walk along until my feet are sore
I rest a minute then I walk some more
There's no time to delay on the road to utopia

And my destination is the unknown
But I'm never far away from my home

It shines like laser light
It's in my dreams at night
'Cause I've been all my life
On the road to utopia

I will be there to share your tragedy
I know that you would do the same for me
It's no trouble at all on the road to utopia

When day is over and I'm trying to sleep
It comes so easy 'cause I'm not counting sheep
I am counting the smiles on the road to utopia

And I may lose my way again and again
But I'll cross that borderline in the end

Trouble trouble trouble whirling all about
But if we stick together we can stick it out
Will we ever find the loves we lost again
Does this crazy journey ever have an end

And will I find what I'm after
Do I know what I'm after
Guess I'll join in the laughter
On the road to utopia

excellent song!http://www.my-smileys.de/smileys_1/a_smil09.gif

StarsGoBlue

01-28-2004, 03:52 PM

The Man Who Sold the World, David Bowie
(though I prefer Nirvana's acoustic cover version)

We passed upon the stair,
we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there,
he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand,
and made my way back home
I searched for form and land,
for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare
at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

*****Stars :tunes:

trinamick

01-28-2004, 03:59 PM

Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greter
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Well, you can't take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the Commies attack us tonight
I'll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
Now why'd you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know, I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Oh, I still haven't figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We'll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I'm so trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We'll all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves

Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I'm prayin' somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

grinner

01-28-2004, 04:22 PM

Body Count (1992)
Cop Killer

COP KILLER! YEAH!

I got my black shirt on.
I got my black gloves on.
I got my ski mask on.
This shit's been too long.
I got my twelve gauge sawed off.
I got my headlights turned off.
I'm 'bout to bust some shots off.
I'm 'bout to dust some cops off.

I'm a COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, f*ck police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving,
(F*CK 'EM!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha.

I got my brain on hype.
Tonight'll be your night.
I got this long-assed knife.
and your neck looks just right.
My adrenaline's pumpin'.
I got my stereo bumpin'.
I'm 'bout to kill me somethin'.
A pig stopped me for nuthin'!

COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, f*ck police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(F*CK HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, yeah!

DIE, DIE, DIE PIG, DIE!

F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!

F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
Yeah!

COP KILLER, better you than me.
I'm a COP KILLER, f*ck police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving,
(F*CK 'EM!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah!

F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!

F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
F*CK THE POLICE!
Break it down.

F*CK THE POLICE, yeah!
F*CK THE POLICE, for Darryl Gates.
F*CK THE POLICE, for Rodney King.
F*CK THE POLICE, for my dead homies.
F*CK THE POLICE, for your freedom.
F*CK THE POLICE, don't be a p*ssy.
F*CK THE POLICE, have some muthaf*ckin' courage.
F*CK THE POLICE, sing along.

COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!

COP KILLER! Whaddyou wanna be when you grow up?
COP KILLER! Good choice.
COP KILLER! I'm a muthaf*ckin'
COP KILLER!

COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, f*ck police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(F*CK HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even!

Antrobus

01-28-2004, 04:32 PM

Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick
by Ian Dury And The Blockheads

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich,
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their body to and fro.

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Das ist gut! C'est fantastique!
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
It's nice to be a lunatic.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fe
Over hills and far away

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
C'est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Two fat persons, click, click, click.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! Ow!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! hit me!
Hit me
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Antrobus

01-28-2004, 04:39 PM

GO BANG!

Everybody sick of ordering pizza, everybody tired of holding hands
Everybody had their share of small-talk, everybody bored of making plans
Everybody had their feet inspected, everybody had to get a grip
Everybody got their plastic bullets, everybody shooting from the hip
Everybody bites the hand that feeds them, everybody had their one-night stands.
EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG. EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG.

Everybody had their blood-transfusion, everybody hot their ironing done
Everybody had their cash invested, everybody called it good clean Fun
Everybody here been disnifected, everybody waiting for the off
Everybody gets the silent treatment, everybody is afraid to cough
Everybody ate a hearty breakfast, everybody loves that kind of thang.
EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG. EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG.

Chorus
Everybody here Everybody here Everybody here GO BANG. Everybody here Everybody here Everybody here GO BANG.
Everybody here Everybody there Everybody here and everywhere
Everybody here GO BANG. Everybody here GO - BANG.

Everybody here is making whoopee everybody here got purple hair
Everybody got their Black&Decker - blood and fettucine everywhere
Everybody do their Zulu wardance, doing something with a piece of wood
Everybody here can't get arrested, everybody wishes someone would
Everybody getting paranormal, everybody here in Wonderland.
EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG. EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG.

Everybody want their milk and biscuits, everybody wants their bed of nails
Everybody wants to fell romantic, everybody knows what this entails
Everybody needs their feeding-frenzy, everybody needs to justify
Everyone inclines to reproduction, everybody has an alibi
Everybody wants a private income, everybody plays the Steinway grand
EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG. EVERYBODY HERE GO BANG.

Chorus
Everybody here Everybody here Everybody here GO BANG. Everybody here Everybody here Everybody here GO BANG.
Everybody here Everybody there Everybody here and everywhere
Everybody here GO BANG. Everybody here GO - BANG.

bouyantman

01-28-2004, 09:32 PM

(Soft knocks at the door)
CHONG: Who is it?
CHEECH: It's me, Dave. Open up, man, I got the stuff.
(More knocks)
CHONG: Who is it?
CHEECH: It's me, Dave, man. Open up, I got the stuff.
CHONG: Who?
CHEECH: It's, Dave, man. Open up, I think the cops saw me come in here.
(More knocks)
CHONG: Who is it?
CHEECH: It's, Dave, man. Will you open up, I got the stuff with me.
CHONG: Who?
CHEECH: Dave, man. Open up.
CHONG: Dave?
CHEECH: Yeah, Dave. C'mon, man, open up, I think the cops saw me.
CHONG: Dave's not here.
CHEECH: No, man, I'm Dave, man.
(Sharp knocks at the door)
CHEECH: Hey, c'mon, man.
CHONG: Who is it?
CHEECH: It's Dave, man. Will you open up? I got the stuff with me.
CHONG: Who?
CHEECH: Dave, man. Open up.
CHONG: Dave?
CHEECH: Yeah, Dave.
CHONG: Dave's not here.
CHEECH: What the hell? No, man, I am Dave, man. Will you...
(More knocks)
CHEECH: C'mon! Open up the door, will you? I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
CHONG: Who is it?
CHEECH: Oh, what the hell is it...c'mon. Open up the door! It's Dave!
CHONG: Who?
CHEECH: Dave! D-A-V-E! Will you open up the goddam door!
CHONG: Dave?
CHEECH: Yeah, Dave!
CHONG: Dave?
CHEECH: Right, man. Dave. Now will you open up the door?
CHONG: Dave's not here.

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bouyantman

01-28-2004, 10:09 PM

I was drivin' around in Old Mexico.
I got lost didn't know what way to go.
I was confused, It was late and I was in the fog,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I felt that smoosh and I said oh Mama.
My lowrider squished that little Chihuahua.
I pray for forgiveness and I sin to my god.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

If I am caught they will lock me in a cell with 20 locks.
Unless I can pin it on Jack in The Box.
I'll be wipped then beaten and then I will be flogged.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

His last words were yakey aro el medico.
I flattened that pup, to hell I will go.
I should have not gone driving and went for a jog.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

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Aeryn_Sun99

01-28-2004, 11:24 PM

The wonderful thing about Tiggers,
is Tiggers a wonderful thing,
their tops are made out of rubber,
their bottoms are made out of springs,
they're bouncy, trouncy, pouncy, flouncy
fun, fun, fun, fun, fun,
but the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is,
I'm the only one,
I'm the only one,
hoo hoo hoo hoo.

Kurt_eh

01-28-2004, 11:35 PM

:whip:

Crack that whip
Give the past the slip
Step on a crack
Break your momma's back

When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sits out too long
You must whip it
When something's going wrong
You must whip it

now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good

When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets their way
Until they whip it

I say whip it
Whip it good :whip:

trinamick

01-29-2004, 08:42 AM

"Happy Birthday"

Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you

Well, it's time to celebrate your birthday, it happens every year
We'll eat a lot of broccoli and drink a lot of beer
You should be good and happy that there's something you can eat
A million people every day are starving in the street

Your daddy's in the gutter with the wretched and the poor
Your mama's in the kitchen with a can of Cycle Four
There's garbage in the water
There's poison in the sky
I guess it won't be long before we're all gonna die

Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you

Well, what's the matter little friend, you think this party is the pits
Enjoy it while you can, we'll soon be blown to bits
The monkeys in the pentagon are gonna cook our goose
Their finger's on the button, all they need it an excuse

It doesn't take a military genius to see
We'll all be crispy critters after World War III
There's nowhere you can run to, nowhere you can hide
When they drop the big one, we all get fried

(Come on boys and girls, sing along, ok?)

Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
wow! (background screaming, sound effect)

Well there's a punk in the alley and he's looking for a fight
There's an Arab on the corner buying everything in sight
There's a mother in the ghetto with another mouth to feed
Seems that everywhere you look today there's misery and greed

I guess you know the Earth is gonna crash into the sun
But that's no reason why we shouldn't have a little fun
So if you think it's scary, if it's more than you can take
Just blow out the candles and have a piece of cake

Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
wow!

Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you

(Happy Birthday!)

And a pinch to grow an inch!

bouyantman

01-29-2004, 02:35 PM

Originally posted by Kurt_eh
:whip:

Crack that whip
Give the past the slip
Step on a crack
Break your momma's back

When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sits out too long
You must whip it
When something's going wrong
You must whip it

now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good

When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets their way
Until they whip it

I say whip it
Whip it good :whip:

ah hah!...i did this one alredy...just not the whole song..http://www.my-smileys.de/smileys_1/dev2.gif

trinamick

01-29-2004, 07:25 PM

The humpty dance is your chance to do the hump...

grinner

01-29-2004, 07:29 PM

come on do me baby... do the humpty hump... come on and do the hump

Beaulah

01-29-2004, 08:26 PM

uh... would I have posted the song if I didn't remember it? Besides... the Dickies have a version of it that kicks serious eema.

Hell ya it kicks eema!

We ain't goin' to the party
We ain't goin to the game
We ain't goin to the disco
Ain't gonna cruise down main
We're stealing people's mail
stealing people's mail
stealing people's mail
on a Friday night
Drivin in the mountains
Winding round and round
Rummage thru your mailboxes
Take your mail back to town

And we got lincense plates, wedding gifts, tax returns,
Checks to politicians from real estate firms,
Money, bills and cancelled checks,
Pretty funny pictures of your kids.

We're stealing peoples' mail
On a Friday night
We're stealing peoples' mail
By the pale moonlight

We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful
After grocery sackful after grocery sackful
After grocery sackful after grocery sackful
Of the private lives of you

People say we're crazy
We're sick and all alone
But when we read your letters
We're rollin on the floor

We got more lincense plates, wedding gifts, tax returns,
Checks to politicians from real estate firms,
Money, bills and cancelled checks,
We cut relationships with your friends

We're gonna steal your mail
On a Friday night
We're gonna steal your mail
By the pale moonlight

We better not be caught
We'll be dumped in institutions
Where we'll be drugged and shocked
Till we come out born again christians...

Stealing Peoples' Mail - Dead Kennedys

bouyantman

01-30-2004, 12:59 AM

hey, uh huh huh
hey, uh huh huh

what I like about you, you hold me tight
tell me I'm the only one, wanna' come over tonight, yea

you're whispering in my ear
tell me all the things that I wanna' to hear, 'cause that's true
that's what I like
that's what I like

what I like about you, you really know how to dance
when you go up, down, jump around, think about true romance, yea

that's what I like about you
that's what I like about you

wahh!

hey!

what I like about you, you keep me warm at night
never wanna' let you go, know you make me feel alright, yea

that's what I like about you
that's what I like about you
that's what I like about you (whispered)
that's what I like about you
that's what I like about you
that's what I like about you

hey, uh huh huh, hey hey hey
hey, uh huh huh, brrr
hey, uh huh huh, hey

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bouyantman

01-30-2004, 01:59 AM

Step right up and don't be shy
Because you will not believe your eyes
She's right here, behind the glass
You're gonna like her, 'cause she's got class

You can look inside another world
You get to talk to a pretty girl
She's everything you dream about...

But don't fall in love
She's a beauty
She's one in a million girls
She's a beauty
Why would I lie
Why would I lie?

You can say anything you like
But you can't touch the merchandise
She'll give you ev'ry penny's worth
But it will cost you a dollar first

You can step outside your little world [step outside]
You can talk to a pretty girl
She's everything you dream about

But don't fall in love
She's a beauty
She's one in a million girls
One in a million girls
Why would I lie
Why would I lie?

But don't fall in love
If you do you'll find out you're gonna lose
She's one in a million girls
One in a million girls
Why would I lie
Now why would I lie?

Step outside your world...

But don't fall in love
She's a beauty
She's one in a million girls
One in a million girls
Why would I lie
Now why would I lie?

But don't fall in love
If you do you'll find out you're gonna lose
She's one in a million girls
One in a million girls
Why would I lie
Now why would I lie?

But don't fall in love
She's a beauty
She's one in a million girls
One i