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    Yes, sir God bless em, everyone! You don't own me I'm not just one of your many toys You don't own me Don't say I can't go with other boys And don't tell me what to do And don't tell me what to say And, please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display 'Cause, you don't own me Don't try to change me in any way You don't own me Don't tie me down 'Cause I'll never stay I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So, just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young I'm free and I love to be free To live my life the way that I want To say and do whatever I please And, don't tell me what to do, yeah Don't, don't you tell me what to say And, please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So, just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young I'm free and I love to be free To live my life the way that I want To say and do whatever I please
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    this song, kid.....to this day stops me in my tracks....No matter what I'm doing.... God bless Dusty Springfield.......and God bless the Grateful Dead...... Billy-Ray was a preacher's son And when his daddy would visit he'd come along When they gathered round and started talkin' That's when Billy would take me walkin' A-through the backyard we'd go walkin' Then he'd look into my eyes Lord knows to my surprise The only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was Ooh, yes he was Being good isn't always easy No matter how hard I try When he started sweet-talkin' to me He'd come and tell me everything is all right He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right Can I get away again tonight? The only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was (Ooh...) Lord knows he was Yes he was How well I remember The look that was in his eyes Stealin' kisses from me on the sly Takin' time to make time Tellin' me that he's all mine Learnin' from each other's knowing Lookin' to see how much we've grown And the only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was Ooh, yes he was The only one who could ever reach me He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me I kissed the son of a preacher man The only one who could ever move me The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man The only one who could ever groove me Ahh, ooh, ahh....
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    Keep em comin' @ Warren Zevon...who knew? Well apparently you. I know nothing! Baby, do you understand me now Sometimes I feel a little mad But don't you know that no one alive Can always be an angel When things go wrong I seem to be bad But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree With a joy that's hard to hide And sometimes it seems that all I have do is worry Then you're bound to see my other side But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood If I seem edgy I want you to know That I never mean to take it out on you Life has it's problems and I get my share And that's one thing I never meant to do Because I love you Oh, Oh baby don't you know I'm human Have thoughts like any other one Sometimes I find myself long regretting Some foolish thing some little simple thing I've done But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
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    How're you going to make your way in the worldWhen you weren't cut out for working When your fingers are slender and frail How're you going to get around In this sleazy bedroom town If you don't put yourself up for sale Where will you go with your scarves and your miracles Who's gonna know who you are Drugs and wine and flattering light You must try it again till you get it right Maybe you'll end up with someone different every night All these people with no home to go home to They'd all like to spend the night with you Maybe I would, too But tell me How're you going to make your way in the world, woman When you weren't cut out for working And you just can't concentrate And you always show up late You said you were an actress Yes, I believe you are I thought you'd be a star So I drank up all the money, Yes, I drank up all the money, With these phonies in this Hollywood bar, These friends of mine in this Hollywood bar Loneliness and frustration We both came down with an acute case And when the lights came up at two I caught a glimpse of you And your face looked like something Death brought with him in his suitcase Your pretty face It looked so wasted Another pretty face Devastated The French Inhaler He stamped and mailed her "So long, Norman" She said, "So long, Norman"
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    I love this guy... I ran down the road Pants down to my knees Screaming, "Please come help me That Canadian shaman gave a little too much to me!" And I'm writing a novel 'Cause it's never been done before First house that I saw I wrote, "House" up on the door And told the people who lived there they had to get out "'Cause my reality is realer than yours." And there's no time in the present And there's a black dog on the bed I went to the backyard To burn my only clothes And the dog ran out and said "You can't turn nothing into nothingness with me no more." Well I'm no doctor But that monkey might be right And if he is I'll be walking him my whole life I rode to Malibu On a dune buggy with Neil He said, "You're gonna have to drown me down on the beach If you ever want to write 'the real'." And I said "I'm sorry. Young man what is your name again?" Now everywhere I go In West Hollywood It's filled with people pretending they don't see the actress And the actress wishing that they could We could do ayahuasca Baby, if I wasn't holding all these drinks Something 'bout the way Violet whips her hair That makes me empty my pockets on the corner to corner Bumming twenties as if I was the mayor I don't need any new friends, Mama But I could really use something to do So if you're up for it sometimes I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse Heideggerand Sartre Drinking poppy tea I could've sworn last night I passed out in my van And now these guys are pouring one for me I'll never leave the canyon 'Cause I'm surrounded on all sides By people writing novels And living on amusement rides
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    Something in me, dark and stickyAll the time it's getting strong No way of dealing with this feeling Can't go on like this too long [Chorus:] This time you've gone too far [x3] I told you [x4] This time you've gone too far [x3] I told you [x4] Don't talk back Just drive the car Shut your mouth I know what you are Don't say nothing Keep your hands on the wheel Don't turn around This is for real Digging in the dirt Stay with me, I need support I'm digging in the dirt To find the places I got hurt Open up the places I got hurt The more I look, the more I find As I close on in, I get so blind I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes I feel it in my sex, that's the place it goes [Chorus] I'm digging in the dirt Stay with me I need support I'm digging in the dirt To find the places I got hurt To open up the places I got hurt Digging in the dirt To find the places we got hurt [x7]
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    OOOHH... thanks for the tune. Shakey Graves are new to me. Watched them play just now on Conan. Good Stuff! Jesus Christ, girl What are people gonna think? When I show up to one of several funerals I've attended for Grandpa this week With you With me But someone's gotta help me dig Someone's gotta help me dig Jesus Christ, girl It hasn't been long so it seems Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you At the Hollywood Cemetery You kiss On me But we should let this dead guy sleep We should let this dead guy sleep Jesus Christ, girl I laid up for hours in a daze Retracing the expanse of your American back With Adderall and weed in my veins You came I think? 'Cause the marble made my cheeks look pink But I'm unsure of so many things But someone's gotta help me dig Someone's gotta help me dig Someone's gotta help me dig
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    Long time no meow.... In good hands with Miami.... Old soul, kind heart.....and angst....gotta love angst..... Next song....Transatlantic....From Bridge Across Forever..... [I: If She Runs] If she runs, let her run, run, run Just hope that she comes back If she breaks let her break, break, break Let apologies attract And is she's free let her be, let her be She's not in such bad company The big man's still got her name written on the wall If she cries let her cry, cry, cry 'Till there isn't anymore If she cracks, let her crack, crack, crack If that's what che's looking for And if she waits, let her wait, wait, wait You'll have to leave this one to fate It can't ever be too late, when she comes to call It's Hard -- Living with such uncertainty It's Hard -- climbing the statue of liberty It's Hard -- calming the beatle inside of me It's Hard -- missing my max and melody [II: Mr. Wonderful] Her lips were ruby red She had a pretty head Not even once did she miss Sunday school Remember what mama said, "Stick to the rules" This boy was something else Someone she knew so well Echoes of snakes in paradise Saw the strangest fire burning in his eyes. His name was wonderful And it's wonderful, just to be near him His name was majesty And his majesty's requesting your presence He took her for a ride Into the starless night Talked about far away place he's been Could take her down to the city of sin "Grab it while you are young trust me there's nothing wrong But she feard what was 'round the bend" Said "thank you, but no thank's, 'cause I've got a friend" His name was wonderful And it's wonderful, just to be near him His name was majesty And his majesty's requesting your presence [III: Lost and Found Pt. 1] Don't you think if you could be lost Don't you think you can be found Don't you think if you were the world, you'd turn it around Don't you start look behind Don't better stand up 'cause this is your time Don't you think that you'd better start changing your mind [IV: Temple of The Gods] In the Temple of the Gods We can get it on In the Temple of the Gods We will make our home Far from these Boulevards We will plunge headlong In the Temple of the Gods We will sing this song Give all the reasons that you know Slide down where the time moves nice and slow Ease back and relax No figures and no fax Awakening the stranger in your soul In the Temple of the Gods We can get it on In the Temple of the Gods We will make our home Far from these Boulevards We will plunge headlong In the Temple of the Gods We will sing this song [V: Motherless Children/If She Runs (Reprise)] Left the countryside for the city She resides now on the second floor No more gardening in the backyard Busy keepin' the wolves from the door Motherless children, ain't going nowhere Running in circles, time after time Careless, confused, frozen, faithless Dreaming this dream to ease our minds And if she runs Let her run Come on 'cause now the time has come The big man's got the mother and the son Written on the wall Don't want to hear it now..... This tune needs to be heard in its entirety..... Welcome back Katniss.....
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    Well, You and I both know that the house is hauntedAnd you and I both know that the ghost is me You used to catch me in your bed sheets just rattlin' your chains Well back then baby, it didn't seem so strange You used to bite, I used to moan But now I'm mumbling and you choke Well it ain't so scary on my own Tell me honey, what's a dagger without a cloak? I don't know 'cause You and I both know that the house is haunted And you and I both know that the ghost is me You used to catch me in your bed sheets just rattlin' your chains Well back then baby, it didn't seem so strange In the midnight hour you came alive I was lookin' for my crystal ball I was busy tryin' to charm that snake ...ssss When the sun came up we had no place to hide And you had to tell your friends that my fangs were fake I just had to You and I both know that the house is haunted And you and I both know that the ghost is me You used to catch me in your bed sheets just rattlin your chains Well back then baby, it didn't seem so strange Even when one is dead and gone It still takes two to make a house a home Well I'm as lonesome as the catacombs I hear you call my name but no one is there Except a feeling in the air You and I both know that the house is haunted Yeah you and I both know that the ghost is you Used to walk around screaming, all slamming all 'dem doors Well I'm all grown up now, I don't scare easy no more Yeah, you and I both know Oooohh Yeah, you and I both know Oooohh Yeah, you and I both know Oooohh Oooohh
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    See... I knew there had to be someone else lurking on da dus. But wait...I got U babe vs. wake up little Susie and being presumptuous...screw it. Dont read too much into it. We're just having fun. Walking through forests of palm tree apartments --- scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday --- eating their nuts --- saving their raisins for Sunday. Lions and tigers who wait in the shadows --- they're fast but they're lazy, and sleep in green meadows. Let's bungle in the jungle --- well, that's all right by me. I'm a tiger when I want love, but I'm a snake if we disagree. Just say a word and the boys will be right there: with claws at your back to send a chill through the night air. Is it so frightening to have me at your shoulder? Thunder and lightning couldn't be bolder. I'll write on your tombstone, ``I thank you for dinner.'' This game that we animals play is a winner. Let's bungle in the jungle --- well, that's all right by me. I'm a tiger when I want love, but I'm a snake if we disagree. The rivers are full of crocodile nasties and He who made kittens put snakes in the grass. He's a lover of life but a player of pawns --- yes, the King on His sunset lies waiting for dawn to light up His Jungle as play is resumed. The monkeys seem willing to strike up the tune.
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Morning Mr. Mayor.... Nice Father's Day day here....hung out, all 3 kids came to town, Buffalo Wings followed by a family viewing of the wholesome classic.... Big Lebowski.....who'd a thunk it?
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Who can name those 11 artists? (without looking up the answers)
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Ok...time to focus...ba dus headed out to the left coast, gotta drop off a few dreamers to Levi's.... gonna be stopping by Toronto, Boston, Chicago, Baltimore, Carolina, Virginia, Tejas, Nevada and sundry points in the Promised Land..... If you need a pickup...just give a little wave..... Time for our first sing along of the week..... Sarge....Take me down to Bourbon Street..... tho I prefer Frenchman's and the Spotted Cat.... Hey now (hey now) Hey now (hey now) Iko iko un day Jockomo feeno ah na nay Jockomo feena nay [repeated twice] My grandma see your grandpa Sitting by the Bayou My grandma see your granpa Gonna fix your chicken wire My spy dog see your spy dog Sitting by the Bayou My spy dog see your spy dog Gonna set your tail on fire My little boy see your little boy Sitting by the Bayou My little boy see your little boy Gonna fix your chicken wire My grandma see your grandma Sitting by the Bayou My grandma see your grandma Gonna fix your chicken wire And if you don't like what the Big Chief say..... say.... Jackomo feena nay! Lunch time....a fried oyster Po boy and a glass of Abita Purple Haze..... What it is!
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I suspect that 1) will be the hardest for people to get (a deep track and non-hit). But the rest of them were radio-played songs at some point. Oh well, non one wants to play trivia games anymore, it's just too trivial... It appears that most of us are blogged and e-mailed out, i.e. e-overloaded. No matter, SC coming up and nothing left do but... :-) ;-) :-D
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...no SC? For me, the only show I want on PPV TV is the show I am not attending (6/28). Oh well, can't have EVERYTHING! :-)
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gotta tell ya, Klang. That avatar gives me the big times creeps. I *hate* clowns.
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I got only 2)-my GirlJoni Mitchell And 6) rush. I AM CANADIAN!
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i'd get 3 maybe 4 if a wild ass guess was right
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#2 REM?#11 Guess Who? ruggles or something like that video killed the radio star...wasnt that the first video on MTV?
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#2 REM?#11 Guess Who? ruggles or something like that video killed the radio star...wasnt that the first video on MTV?
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#2 REM?#11 Guess Who? ruggles or something like that video killed the radio star...wasnt that the first video on MTV?
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klang..can you re-email SDers the place for informal meet-up? i thought it is a great idea, I need to meet Tom anyway so it would be cool if we all went to the same spot. my email got lost in the hundreds we've sent to each other. thanks.
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Wait until you see my FB avatar...(at least it's not a clown) Figured I would go back to my OG pic for the home stretch, just a few days away from Levi's now. "the old ones" will recognize me better if it makes you feel any better, it comes straight from the Without a Net album art (picture on the CD itself)
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There is another Canadian band in there (hint it's #11)
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are correct! An email is coming, I'm not waiting to send it I am just being slow (sorry). I want to take a pic of myself in my SD shirt and also show a small map with the location of the meet included in the e-mail. I hope to have it done tomorrow night. Until then, Hyatt Regency hotel bar area 3-5PM. The Hyatt Regency lies across the street and kitty-corner to the North-West of Levi's stadium.
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The Buggles!(yes first music vid on MTV)
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1) Hello, Mr. Radio, your friendly station...(no one will get this, it's early ELO)4) Turn up the radio, I need the music, gimme some more...(80s big hair rock) 5) Turn up the music, rock and roll radio...(70s classic rock) 7) Wavelength....you never let me down no, no...(there was a typo, corrected) 9) He was the last DJ, hey hey hey...(he was a Wilbury) 10) Give us some funked up music she'll treat you nice, give us some hungry reggae she'll love you twice (movie soundtrack title track)
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...klangstones even for me. I think I filled up up the whole page... I'm out then, 'til Tuesday... Hey rrrrgrrrr crank up the dark roast, it'll be a 3-cupper for me...
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Coffee is on, By the looks of things Mr. Mayor was up the better part of the night.... Take the wheel Sarge....I'm diggin Uncle Q..... Remember last summer when we had the chance To find each other, start making romance But it didn't come off because you found another Without one hand of a clock, what good is the other? And I can't find no true love, oh baby, it's so hard And I still think about you every time I'm riding in my car So I went to the place where everybody hangs out To see what everybody was talking about And over in a corner all alone with you Was a boy from last summer singing songs to you And he can't sing like I can sing, oh, it's so hard And I still think about you every time I'm riding in my car When I'm home alone I can think of other things to do But when I'm rolling in forward motion I think about only you It's been a year and a day since I talked to you I don't know how I made it, but I sure have been blue And every time I think about what might have been I jump in my car and start riding again And I can't find no true love, oh baby, it's so hard And I still think about you every time I'm riding in my car
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Da mayor was a high-flying last night....whoo-hoo !!!!! MKAV - I need a Pic-A-Nic RSVP brother :-) Happy Tuesday peeps and greets from the city of Brotherly Love !!!! Gonna be close to 100 here today....ugh.
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#7, Van the Man#9, Tom Petty #10, Steely Dan Have a bright, sunshiney day, y'all!
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Seems I got to have a change of scene cuz every night I have the strangest dream.... I woke up this morning with a feeling of despair I looked for my pussy but my pussy wasn't there Well, well, well My cat fell in the well Oh puss puss puss poor kitty kitty kitty My cat fell in the well I got out a ladder and I climbed down to my pet I saw in a jiffy that my puss was soakin' wet Well, well, well My cat fell in the well Oh puss puss puss poor kitty kitty kitty My cat fell in the well The doggone hole by the pump Was she pushed, or did she jumped? There never was a kitty half as pretty As the pussy that fell in the well There never was a pussy that could quite compare with her Pretty as a picture with her long and silky fur - Well, well, well, well my cat fell in the well, well Oh oh oh pussy pussy pussy poor kitty kitty kitty My cat fell in the well If you have a pussy that you wouldn't trade or sell Never let her wander or she might fall in a well Well, well, well My cat fell in the well Oh puss puss puss poor kitty kitty kitty My cat fell in the well Fell in the - well! Sorry...just had to sing that one....
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For those of you who are saddlin' up for Santa Clara, enjoy the ride! Can't wait to hear all about your trips and the Levi's shows from those who are so lucky as to be in Chicago too. Things are getting exciting – just what we've been waiting for. Onward Sunshine Daydreamers!
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May there be peace in the Valley.....have some good shows....fly and drive safe.... Hope to see you all in the New Jerusalem.....
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Great job Kristine! And Tom, ya speakin' my language! YAY BROTHER, YAYY...
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4) Turn up the radio, I need the music, gimme some more...(80s big hair rock) ANOTHER TOUGH ONE, 1-HIT WONDER BAND NAMED AUTOGRAPH 5) Turn up the music, rock and roll radio...(70s classic rock)EARLY SAMMY HAGAR HIT FROM MUSICAL CHAIRS ALBUM
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And thanks for all the kind travel and well wishes from y'all for the Santa Clara trip!!
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Sometimes I feel like I am drunk behind the wheelThe wheel of possibility, however it may roll Give it a spin, see if you can somehow factor in You know there's always more than one way To say exactly what you mean to say Fastball right down the middle. Have a safe trip, Tom, and see you at Levi....
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Now on K DED going out to Reno by special request..... When you're driving down the highway at night And you're feelin' that wild turkey's bite Don't give Johnny Walker a ride Cause Jack Black is right by your side You might get taken to the jailhouse and find You've been arrested for driving while blind Now just the other night with nothin' to do We broke a case of proof 102 And started itchin' for that wonderful feel Of rollin' in an automobile You could say we was out of our mind And let me tell you we were flyin' while blind Then they had us up against the wall Hey it's only blood grain alcohol And there ain't no cause for alarm We ain't out to do nobody no harm How could anyone be so unkind To arrest a man for drivin' while blind Don't try this at home, your mileage may vary.....
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Catchin some zz on the bus this morn...(but not headin' for New Orleans)
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I think I might need a seeing-eye Sgt. Pupper to help with the driving to Santa Clara!
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Pupper is driving ba dus there...Stay on and he will get you to the lot by 5pm Saturday.... We need to make a stop in Boulder to see a man about a...never mind.... Sarge...sit Gimme paw Lay down Roll over now play Dead.... Get in the groove and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long Come on and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long The evening sun is sinking low The clock on the wall says it's time to go I got plans, and I got plans for you I tell you exactly what we're all gonna do It might be twelve o'clock and it might be three Time doesn't mean that much to me Ain't felt this way since I don't know when Might not feel this way again It might be six o'clock and it might be eight It don't matter that it's getting late We're gonna make the band play one more song Get in the groove if it takes all night long All night (all night) All night (all night) If it takes all night (all night) You know it might take all night long (all night) All night long (all night) All night long (all night) [etc] Get in the groove and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long Who's a good boy?!!!!
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was i out of my mind...? - sister was singing as she was getting ready for work yesterday or the day before. I was all "why are you singing Fastball?" So random. So. Quick hello - as requested - from the back of the bus. I am too excited to not have extreme ADD right now - and running around polishing all of the rails - of which this bus has many for not being a boat (?). Keep the tunes coming folx. I do love a good singalong. See all of you soon, and some of you sooner! xo S
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Im with you Stella. Too excited to work. Too excited to sleep.5 more working days. 10 days till departure. I need to stop drinking coffee....Perhaps will they look at me funny if I go skipping down the halls? wait, do I care? No sleep till.... Chicago!
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Quitting time sing a long here in da Buff.... Everyone raise their steins, mugs, rugs, puppers n pugs.... sarge...on 3..... 1 and a 2 and a 3...... Now I'm a union man Amazed at what I am I say what I think, that the company stinks Yes I'm a union man When we meet in the local hall I'll be voting with them all With a hell of a shout, it's "Out brothers, out!" And the rise of the factory's fall Oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Til the day I die Til the day I die Us union men are wise To the lies of the company spies And I don't get fooled by the factory rules 'Cause I always read between the lines And I always get my way If I strike for higher pay When I show my card to the Scotland Yard And this is what I say: Oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Til the day I die Til the day I die Before the union did appear My life was half as clear Now I've got the power to the working hour And every other day of the year So though I'm a working man I can ruin the government's plan And though I'm not hard, the sight of my card Makes me some kind of superman Oh, oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Til the day I die Til the day I die You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Til the day I die Til the day I die wunnerful wunnerful.....
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STRAWBS!!!!!!! No way, I am a big Strawbs fan! You really have pulled out all of the stops now. WOW, I can't believe it! Did I say that I can't believe it??? I still can't believe it. Wow Rich, now you've done it... You have really blown my face out of the ocean brother.... Don't forget oh lady Fuchsia, Benedictus and Song of a sad little girl. Tears and Pavan...
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Or Saskatoon, or Florida, and Chicago. Rrrrrgrrrr patch those sails. Give that old man a dime. Stella make 'em shine! Hey there at the back of the bus, yea you, Jimmy, row, row, row. Jack, pass the wine pot favor. Hey you Jesus, yeah just keep giving that peace sing out the window, you'll be there soon. Stephen, wrap that babe in scarlet covers. Thank you. Hey Bertha, there's a rain storm coming. Hiya Rose, yes Rose, I know Rose, okay thanks for the reminder Rose. Mom, are we there yet?
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It's always good to stay in sync with the Moons. ;-) Anyone can see the road that they walk on is paved with gold It's always summer they'll never get cold They'll never get hungry, they'll never get old and gray You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere They (will) make it home but (till then) they really don't care They wanted the highway, they're happier there today, today. That's my more positive spin on the Way to Santa Clara and Chicago.
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This train is bound for glory, this train. This train is bound for glory, this train. This train is bound for glory, Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy. This train is bound for glory, this train. This train don't carry no gamblers, this train; This train don't carry no gamblers, this train; This train don't carry no gamblers, Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers, This train is bound for glory, this train. This train don't carry no liars, this train; This train don't carry no liars, this train; This train don't carry no liars, She's streamlined and a midnight flyer, This train don't carry no liars, this train. This train don't carry no smokers, this train; This train don't carry no smokers, this train This train don't carry no smokers, Two bit liars, small time jokers, This train don't carry no smokers, this train. This train don't carry no con men, this train; This train don't carry no con men, this train; This train don't carry no con men, No wheeler dealers, here and gone men, This train don't carry no con men, this train. This train don't carry no rustlers, this train; This train don't carry no rustlers, this train; This train don't carry no rustlers, Sidestreet walkers, two bit hustlers, This train is bound for glory, this train. The other was rgr's nod to Cash & Carter Family's "There'll be Peace in the Valley". My daddy used to sing both of these songs to me; he had a beautiful baritone voice - very Johnny-Cash. Miss that old man.
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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....
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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.......
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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
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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.......