Grateful Dead

If I get stoned all night long it's just a family tradition.... Hit me Sarge.... Now we take our time, so nonchalant And spend our nights so bon vivant We dress our days in silken robes The money comes The money goes We know it's all a passing phase We light our lamps for atmosphere And hang our hopes on chandeliers We're going wrong, we're gaining weight We're sleeping long and far too late And so it's time to change our ways But I've loved these days Now as we indulge in things refined We hide our hearts from harder times A string of pearls, a foreign car Oh we can only go so far On caviar and cabernet We drown our doubts in dry champagne And soothe our souls with fine cocaine I don't know why I even care We'll get so high and get nowhere We'll have to change our jaded ways But I've loved these days So before we end and then begin We'll drink a toast to how it's been A few more hours to be complete A few more nights on satin sheets A few more times that I can say I've loved these days

Just rolling a nice fat Booheba for ya,, koff,koff, skkkkkt skkkkttttt,ah kofff. here ya go koff,koff

Picture yourself when you're getting old, Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[?]. Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago. Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long time ago. Na, na, na, na, na na. Na, na, na, na, na na. Picture book. Picture book. A picture of you in your birthday suit, You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon. Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old Uncle Charlie out boozing with their friends. Picture book, a holiday in August, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny Southend. Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago. Na, na, na, na, na na. Na, na, na, na, na na. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book, Na, na, na, na na, Na, na, na, na na, A-scooby-dooby-doo. Picture book, Na, na, na, na na, Na, na, na, na na, A-scooby-dooby-doo. Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago. Long time ago, Long time ago, Long time ago, Long time ago, Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ye old roadrunner never had a chance...beep beep indeed. With Liketohike transitioning to Liketobrive and the sing-along we all had over the past weekend, coupled with the thousands of photos the daydreamers took, and hundreds of wonderful memories, and dozens of new pizzas, packages or Oreos, watermelons and licorice bags, all we need to do is sing the following in 4 part harmony:: Oh! We ain`t got a barrel of money Maybe we`re ragged and funny But we`ll travel along Singing a song Side by side I don`t know what`s a-comin` tomorrow Maybe it`s trouble and sorrow But we`ll travel the road Sharing our load Side by side through all kinds of weather What if the sky should fall Just as long as we`re together It really doesn`t matter at all When they`ve all had their quarrels and parted We`ll be the same as we started Just traveling along Singing a song Side by side That's in the People's key of G by the way. And pass rjrrrjrrr a seegar, pat him on the back, and shake his hand. g

yeah I'm retired, but you just made me smile..... Let's here some Ringo..... Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. I thought i'd make it the day you went away, But i can't make it Till you come home again to stay-yi-yay-yi-yay. I can't get used to living here, While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you. I want you here to have and hold, As the years go by and we grow old and grey. Now you're expecting me to live without you, But that's not something that i'm looking forward to. I can't get used to living here, While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you. I want you here to have and hold, As the years go by and we grow old and grey. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not. Beautiful photos of memories we will never forget..... Thanks Holly n Matt ....... Almost deleted the email til I figured it out.....

Ralph Cramden here, recently retired from dus briving. Miami my protege' earned her bones on the road and I trust her judgement....more than mine ;-) Ah, shit, Ellie Mae you and Sarge are in charge....we are on the road to nowhere...take us there I will hang in back with that freaky Cali hippie lunatic chick and the bag of shrooms....and that bong...but I digress Kick me if you need any musical suggestions...love ya Holly....but you knew that.... Sarge hit me one time.....coffee is on!!!!!! Goin' to the city, got you on my mind, Country sure is pretty, I'll leave it all behind, This is my decision, I'm comin' home to stay this time. 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, Fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city. Breathin' all the clean air, sittin' in the sun, When I get my train fare, I'll get up and run. I'm ready for the city, air pollution here I come! 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city. I ain't no country boy, I'm just a homesick man. I'm gonna hit the grit just as fast as I can. I'll get off on Main Street, step into the crowd, Sidewalk under my feet, yeah, traffic's good and loud. When I see my inner city child, I'll be walkin' on a cloud. 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city... I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A crazy fool, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool yea, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) I ain't no country boy, woo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) Woo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) A Fool for the city (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) Whoo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) ...

Hi there, I'm your friendly dus briver here to take you to your destination of choice. Right now dis dus is on a post concert joy ride... takin in the countryside Hop on in and join the fun There's surely tons to come... Waitin and watchin for word from the boys that there will be another time for the joys of dancin and singin with our fellow heads ah the life of lovin the Dead!

138 new posts - are going to have to wait.... I have to hop off in Sebastopol for an overnight Goddess Wedding Ceremony (bridal shower hosted by bohemian aunties) for my local girlfriend. I suppose if anyone were to call me a hippy, today would be the day (medicine wheel, squat anywhere, sleeping under stars... ). I'll hop back on tomorrow, when there's 174 posts to read through. See you all in San Rafael and please tell me - What is a hippy? ("Hippies create police, police create hippies") xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoStellaLovesYouToTheStarsAndBackMoonxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

I hear the Bus a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend... And I never had so much fun with the Daydreamers since I don't know when I'm stuck reading emails and forum posts and time keeps draggin' on... But that Bus keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.. Let's hop on and go somewhere...who wants to brive? Keys in the ignition....ready set go...

Saw snipets of the Sat and Sun PPV from DirecTV....HOLY AMAZING !!!!! Didn't have the heart, guts or nerve to get to Sunday's finale yet... Probably won't for a few days.