Grateful Dead

Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar, Dancing on the light from star to star. Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are, I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream, You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream. You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away.

Sarge this ones for Madamoiselle Nobs.... Yes you can play harmonica too..... I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound was outside Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly But my hound just sat right down and cried Owoooooooooohooooohooooohoooo Who let Donna back on the bus?

Gonna slow it down for a few, gotta make a pit stop When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Summer Sunday and a year The sound of music in my ears Distant bells New mown grass smells so sweet By the river holding hands Roll me up and lay me down And if you see Don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me Sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Children's laughter in my ears The last sunlight disappears And if you see Don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me Sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is..

Nice lyrical references today Sheer Heart Attack album (very cool) Stem ands seeds? Well, there's Cheech and Chong: "No stems and seeds that you don't need Acapulco gold is...(sucking sound)...badass weed. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Throwing money? Todd says, "I'm changing the name of the album to 'throw money'"

HAH.....what is it good for?... Absolutely everything.....is gonna be alright... There once was a song...listen.... I was once out strolling, one very hot summer's day, when I thought I'd lay myself down to rest (Excuse me.) in a big field with tall grass. I laid there in the sun, felt it caress my face as I fell asleep and dreamed. I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie (Places, everyone.), and that I was the star. (Three minutes, Mr. Polo.) This really blew my mind, the fact that me, an overfed, long-haired, weeping gnome should be the star of a Hollywood movie. There I was. I was taken to a place, the Hall of the Mountain King. I stood high upon a mountaintop, naked with the world in front of every kind of girl. There were strong ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones, black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones. Out of the middle came a lady. She whispered in my ear, something crazy. She said: Spill the wine, dig that girl. Spill the wine. Spill the wine, dig that girl. Dig that girl. Spill the wine, dig that girl. Spill the wine. Spill the wine, dig that girl. I could feel the hot flame of fire roaring in my back as she disappeared. But soon, she returned. In her hand was a bottle of wine; in the other, a glass. She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass, and raised it to her lips, and just before she drank, she said: Take the wine, take that girl. Spill the wine, dig that girl. Spill the wine, dig that girl. Spill the wine, dig that girl.

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly. How much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzi? And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket? Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket? Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs, Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of. And how much did you pay for your rock'n'roll t-shirt That proves you were there, That you heard of them first? How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? Ah, tell me. How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar, The one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show? And how much will he pay for a brand new guitar, One which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show? And how long will the workers keep building him new ones? As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones. And how long will the workers keep building him new ones? As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones. Aging black leather and hospital bills, Tattoo removal and dozens of pills. Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments, But rock on completely with some brand new components. How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle? Excess ain't rebellion. You're drinking what they're selling. Your self-destruction doesn't hurt them. Your chaos won't convert them. They're so happy to rebuild it. You'll never really kill it. Yeah, excess ain't rebellion. You're drinking what they're selling. Excess ain't rebellion. You're drinking, You're drinking, You're drinking what they're selling.

Had to step off the bus to give another donation to the common cause... Let's see $1300 tix, $3000 hotel $470 airfare $1000 pizza n stuff....$70 in Oreos....Reese's, Smoreos, plain...and you know who you are ;-) $300 liquor n sundries $79 for webcast.....$200 blu Ray n cd package and $30,000 in coffee..... Bankruptcy is Priceless..... Pupper hit $$$$ I got a little change in my pocket goin' jing-a-ling-a-ling Wants to call you on the telephone baby, a-give you a ring But each time we talk, I get the same old thing Always no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin' ring My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself B-B-B-baby baby baby why you wan' treat me this way You know I'm still your lover boy I still feel the same way That's when she told me a story, 'bout free milk and a cow And said no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin' vow My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself (Go man go) Hold it here See I wanted her real bad, and I was about to give in But that's when she started talking about true love, Started talking about sin And I said, honey I'll live with you for the rest of my life, She said no hug-ee no kiss-ee until you make me your wife-a My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself Songwriters: BAIRD, DANIEL JOHN n rrrrrgrrrrrr I want royalties....

Be on my side,I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride. Yeah, she could drag me over the rainbow, send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river, Dead, oh, shot her dead. You take my hand, I'll take your hand Together we may get away This much madness is too much sorrow It's impossible to make it today. Yeah, she could drag me over the rainbow, send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river, Dead, oh, shot her dead. Be on my side, I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride. Yeah, she could drag me over the rainbow, send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river, Dead, oh, shot her dead.

Bang bang he shot me down bang bang I hit the ground Bang Bang That mournful sound Bang Bang My baby shot me down.

speechless again..... feels like I'm on the 3:10 to Yuma..... you are a worthy dus briver.... Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun Took a shot of cocaine and away I run Made a good run but I run too slow They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico Late in the hot joints takin' the pills In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee If you've got a warrant just a-read it to me Shot her down because she made me slow I thought I was her daddy but she had five more When I was arrested I was dressed in black They put me on a train and they took me back Had no friend for to go my bail They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail Early next mornin' bout a half past nine I spied the sheriff coming down the line Up then he coughed as he cleared his throat He said, "Come on you dirty heck into that district court" Into the courtroom my trial began Where I was handled by twelve honest men Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commence to look about In about five minutes in walked the man Holding the verdict in his right hand The verdict read in the first degree I hollered, "Lawdy Lawdy, have mercy on me" The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the Folsom pen 99 years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down Come on you've gotta listen unto me Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be