Grateful Dead

Liketohike you MAY NOT stop drinking coffee. Not just yet :) I like mine with a little sightseeing in the mornings... And I feel the same: Bruuuuuuuuce!! I went to high school on the East Coast, so he's a good percentage of the marrow I've got - Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening To the hours and minutes tickin' away Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin While it was all just slippin' away I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend ... <3 <3 <3 No need to synchronize our watches (I bet only 15 of us wear one - if that many). We're already all synced up! <3

from the... ...killer klowns from outer spaaaaaaaaaaace!

another of my favorites, especially live. i'll never forget Clarence in Tuscon Dec 78 playing the whole concert in a Santa suit. great show. My first date with my wife was Bruce in Phoenix 1978...she was/is a big fan. I was just getting into him...well, it clicked and the rest is ... history. the dogs on main street howl, cause they understand

Let there be peace in the valley Katniss.....

sweet dreams & sweet songs to rock your soul

Spread out now, Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game You pick up Little Dynamite, I'm gonna pick up Little Gun And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run You don't have to call me lieutenant, Rosie, and I don't want to be your son The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little girl's tongue Ah, Rosie, you're the one Dynamite's in the belfry, baby, playin' with the bats Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's, tryin' out his attitude on all the cats Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs, 'cause you know we ain't gonna come Ah, I ain't here on business, baby, I'm only here for fun And Rosie, you're the one Rosalita, jump a little lighter Senorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there Ah, Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billy, they'll be comin' up for air We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right So Rosie, come out tonight, oh, baby, come out tonight Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor Oh, closets are for hangers, winners use the door So use it Rosie, that's what it's there for And Rosalita, jump a little lighter Senorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire All right Now, I know your mama, she don't like me 'cause I play in a rock and roll band And I know your daddy, he don't dig me, but he never did understand Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room I'm coming to lend a hand I'm coming to liberate you, confiscate you, I want to be your man Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny But now you're sad, your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't (have any money) Whoa, your papa says he knows (that I don't have any money) Whoa, so your daddy says he knows I don't have (Papa says he knows that I don't have any money) Well, tell him this is his last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance Because the record company, Rosie, just gave me a big advance And my tires were slashed and I almost crashed, but the Lord had mercy And my machine, she's a dud, out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, 'cause Rosie, I'm comin' on strong By the time we meet the morning light, I will hold you in my arms I know a pretty little place in Southern California down San Diego way There's a little café where they play guitars all night and all day You can hear 'em in the back room strummin' So hold tight, baby, 'cause don't you know daddy's comin' Oh, everybody, so! Rosalita, jump a little lighter Senorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your love, ain't no lie Rosalita, you're my stone desire Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!) Elvis has left the building..... Good night Irene.....I'll see you in my dreams.......

Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last nightWith bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap" And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater" And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar" And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice, said, "Johnny, don't cry" Puerto Rican Jane, oh, won't you tell me, what's your name? I want to drive you down to the other side of town Where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight All the golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight Pull .38's and kiss their girls goodnight Goodnight, it's alright, Jane Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame We may find it out on the street tonight, baby Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh, she looked so fine Like a late Juliet, she knew he'd never be true but then, she really didn't mind Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone" And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down, the cops have found the vein" Them barefoot boys left their homes for the woods Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no good They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape, watchin' the kids playin' down the street He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long, but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore" Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the window Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?" And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight, Jane I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane We may find it out on the street tonight, now, baby Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe" Goodnight, it's alright, Jane I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane We can find it out on the street tonight, now, baby Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe

I said I said I said it ain't got no entertainment. Help me out brother. Patch into K DED and have pupper holler out some trivia for me while I wait away the timeTill take off...Californian theming.......

This airport lounge got no

Grab your ticket and your suitcaseThunder’s rollin’ down this track Well, you don’t know where you’re goin’ now But you know you won’t be back Well, darlin’ if you’re weary Lay your head upon my chest We’ll take what we can carry Yeah, and we’ll leave the rest Big wheels roll through fields Where sunlight streams Meet me in a land of hope and dreams Well, I will provide for you And I’ll stand by your side You’ll need a good companion now For this part of the ride Leave behind your sorrows Let this day be the last Tomorrow there’ll be sunshine And all this darkness past Big wheels roll through fields Where sunlight streams Oh meet me in a land of hope and dreams This train... Carries saints and sinners This train... Carries losers and winners This train... Carries whores and gamblers This train... Carries lost souls I said this train... Dreams will not be thwarted This train... Faith will be rewarded Just roll with it...my aim is true....And I really still miss Jerry! Stanley take the wheel....apologies to Carrie Underwood....