Grateful Dead

Name this artist? well your mother was there to protect you your papa was there to provide so how in the world did the excellent baby wind up in this hotel so broken inside you lie on your bed in the midnight darkly listening to every sound watching the shadows for anything moving and hoping they don't come around 'cause it's dog eat dog and it's cat and mouse it's watch your step and cross yourself and get back in the house and it's do or die it's push and shove because everybody's hungry and there isn't quite enough that's right, we're talkin' about the good life in the foodchain love among the ruins i guess that you've finally got to accept that there's nothing you can do about it it's kind of like carving the turkey it's kind of like mowing the lawn: everything gets to this certain dimension winds up on a customer's plate and then gone

I don't win the internets today. I had to look it up... Now my turn, this one is easy! Yes indeed, here we are! At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast Where I stole the mar-juh-reen An' widdled on the Bingo Cards in lieu of the latrine I saw a handsome parish lady Make her entrance like a queen Why she was totally chenille And her old man was a Marine As she abused a sausage pattie And said why don't you treat me mean? (Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, oooooh!) At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast (Hah! Good God! Get off the bus!) Where I stole the mar-juh-reen . . . Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Ooo-ooo-WAH . . .

Tonio K! 1978.... Life in the Foodchain..... Must listen beginning to end..... This guy will ever get an ulcer.....he lets it all hang out..... Now i know it's not unusual it's nothing so unique there's probably hundreds of wonderful love affairs that go bad in this town every week but all of them others them sad-hearted lovers could cry in their beer, what the hey it didn't concern me was none of my business i never had nothin' to say ... But suddenly darlin' the table has turned you have left me for somebody new and now it's hard to express the resentment i feel for the years that i've wasted on you but let me put this another way · ok? I know it's not unusual it's nothing so unique there's probably hundreds of wonderful love affairs that go bad in this town every week but all of them others them sad-hearted lovers could cry in their beer, what the hey it didn't concern me was none of my business i never had nothin' to say ... But suddenly darlin' the table has turned you have left me for somebody new and now it's hard to express the resentment i feel for the years that i've wasted on you I'm full of h-a-t-r-e-d i'm bitter and malign you've got me p-i-s-s-e-d off i'm angry most of the time why don't you g-o t-o h-e-double"l" you tramp you philandering bitch i'm going to k-i-l-l one of us baby give me time and i'll decide on which I know i'm acting immature i'm acting like a child i should display some self-control instead of going wild like this and i do wish i could accept all this as simply "life" which includes pain and act upon the actual fact that nobody's to blame ... oh, yes i wish i was as mellow as for instance jackson browne but "fountain of sorrow" my ass mother fucker i hope you wind up in the ground I'm so full of h-a-t-r-e-d i'm bitter and malign you've got me p-i-s-s-e-d off i'm angry most of the time why don't you g-o t-o h-e-double"l" you tramp you philandering bitch i'm going to k-i-l-l one of us baby when i'm sober i'll decide on which (but then again, maybe with the proper counseling, we can work this out)

I had never heard of him and I listened to both of those songs when I looked him up... I was gonna give someone else a chance to get the trivia but I guess we're the only ones on da dus again. I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing. Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot seem to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them tumble down No fault, none to blame, it doesn't mean I don't desire to Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing. Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication. Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed lovers, I know the pieces fit [8x]

He's on ba dus.... reminds me of an old Harry Nilsson song.... Me and my Arrow straighter than narrow where ever we go everyone knows it's me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow taking the high road where ever we go everyone knows it's me and my Arrow And in the morning when I wake up she may be gone I don't know and if we make up just to break up I'll carry on oh yes I will Me and my Arrow straighter than narrow where ever we go everyone knows it's me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow Me and my Arrow straighter than narrow where ever we go everyone knows it's me and my Arrow

I didn't forget Puppers, he was sleepin in the back with the dirty hippies, he needs his rest. Ah ah Ooh ooh Ah ah Ooh ooh White lights, strange city, mad music all around Midnight street magic (ah) crazy people crazy sound Ah ah Ooh ooh [Chorus] Jack Flash, rocket man, Sergeant Pepper and the band Ziggy, Benny and the Jets, take a rocket We just gotta fly I can take you through the center of the dark We're gonna fly On a collision course to crash into my heart I will be your, I will be your, I'll be your Rocket yeah satellite of love Rocket yeah satellite of love Rocket yeah satellite of love Rocket baby! c'mon, I'll be your satellite of love Ooh ooh Ah ah Ooh ooh Ah ah Spotlight magnetic razor rhythm laser love Guitar, drums, load up, stun! Ah ah Ooh ooh Jet Black, Johnny be, Gene Jeanie, Killer Queen Dizzy Lizzy Major Tom so c'mon We just gotta fly Ooh ooh Ah ah Ooh ooh Ah ah Spotlight magnetic razor rhythm laser love Guitar, drums, load up, stun! [Chorus] Rocket baby! c'mon, we're gonna fly Oooh Countdown commencing, fire one Five, four, three, two, one, zero, we have liftoff We just gotta fly Ooh ooh Ah ah Ooh ooh Ah ah Spotlight magnetic razor rhythm laser love Guitar, drums, load up, stun! [Chorus] Rocket, baby, guitar, drums, light up We're gonna fly, rocket yeah Satellite of love, we're gonna fly Rocket yeah, satellite of love Rocket yeah!

Who in hell is that? Matt said you liked Floyd......one of my faves.....really like early stuff....but after Syd Barrettt.....more, obscured by clouds, ummagumma and meddle The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling colored photographs to magazines back home And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand they must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me

hehehe...band is Def Leppard off the Hysteria album. Listened to them a lot in my hometown growing up. First dance in Junior high was to them. Saw them in 2006 or so in STL with Styx, they still got it! As for the Floyd, well what can I say. I remember watching the video to learning to fly when I was about 5 and I was hooked. My first CD was Floyd, I asked my grandma to get me one for xmas and she bought me "a collection of great dance songs" I have the complete boxed set, etc. I love old Floyd and all those you mentioned. Astronomy Domine is unmatched. I like Floyd post Waters too like the Division Bell but nothing was the same after Syd. (Shine on you crazy diamond) The local rock stations play Money so much it almost stings my ears at this point. Which is a shame because the message is on point. Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young In a world of magnets and miracles Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary The ringing of the division bell had begun Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway Do they still meet there by the Cut There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps Running before time took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay The grass was greener The light was brighter With friends surrounded The nights of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some inner tide At a higher altitude with flag unfurled We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Encumbered forever by desire and ambition There's a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road we've been so many times The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever

True dat.....'cept when you were five.... Well, nuff said bout that..... Collection of Great Dance Songs was a good start.....Money was remixed...and in your face.... First saw Floyd on a PBS show in 1973.... Some live in studio performance of Money....opened my eyes fo sho... And I leave you with this little ditty..... Stay and help me to end the day. And of you don't mind, We'll break a bottle of wine. Stick around and maybe we'll put one down, Because I wanna find what lies behind those eyes. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold. I rise, looking through my morning eyes, Surprised to find you by my side. Rack my brain to try to remember your name To find the words to tell you goodbye. Morning dues. Newborn day. Midnight blue turn to gray. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold. Take care, Sarge has ba dus for now.....

made the mistake of commenting on a friends Facebook post which was being trolled by certain extremists. Funny when they start to lose an arguement they start throwing insults. Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal On we plow The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest Try to tell me, tell me he's the best But I don't really give a good goddamn cause I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna grow up I wanna be So no one fucks with me I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down Wanna go out, gotta get out To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground I wanna go out Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker Pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna grow up So no one fucks with me

Facebook? Really? C'mon kid.....it's a piranha fest.....like virtual Shark week..... try this....if it doesn't pacify then I don't know...... Take me home, Sarge..... When we came to the station all the trains were rusty The doors were open and the windows broken in There was grass in all the cracks and the air hung musty The travel posters were flapping in the wind So we moved through the dust and gloom Playing waiting games in the waiting-room Lay our sleeping-bags out on the floor And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider Leaves me here without a place to go If I followed the coast road, I'd be home by evening The harbour lights still cut across the bay From the slot machine arcade the lights go streaming To the bikes outside the rock 'n' roll cafe Ah but you know those small town blues Are really too much to lose There's nothing really there to go back for And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider Leaves me here without a place to go Any railway station would be just fine, fine, fine To settle down and wash the cobwebs from your head Oh, if your situation's running dry, dry, dry Find a waiting-room beneath the stars to make your bed' Cause you know London can make your brain stall The streets get cold and empty on a rainy night So you duck into the subway station, you can hear the trains call They want to take you to the Earl's Court Road, but it don't seem right Cause it's na, na, na noowah On the juke-box, singing in the burger bar See the people's faces in the passing cars don't want to know And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider Leaves me here without a place to go You have the most appealing surface I have seen Bring it over here, lay it down by me Don't mean to make you nervous, I just mean To make you see, this is the place to be When we came to the station all the trains were rusty The air was empty and the platforms overgrown There were old tin cans and cats and the doors were crusted With mud and leaves and names carved long ago And the rails go on for ever in a silver trail to the setting sun You can follow them anywhere you want to go And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider Leaves me here without a need to know

I'm just really bored at work since the doctor I work for has been out of town. I was just scrolling through friends' posts and thought I might try to correct someone's falsehood...big mistake. They enjoy telling lies. Next up, unrelated song Theres a port on a western bay And it serves a hundred ships a day Lonely sailors pass the time a way And talk about their homes Theres a girl in this harbor town And she works laying whiskey down They say Brandy, fetch another round She serves them whisky and wine The sailors say... Chorus: Brandy, you're a fine girl < you're a fine girl > What a good wife you would be Your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea Brandy wears a braided chain Made of finest silver from the north of spain A locket that bears the name of the man that Brandy loves He came on a summers day - bearing gifts - from far away But he made it clear he couldnt stay The harbor was his home - Chorus - Bridge: Brandy used to watch his eyes As he told his sailor stories She could feel the ocean fall and rise She saw its raging glory But he had always told the truth Lord he was an honest man And Brandy does her best to understand At night when the bars close down Brandy walks through a slient town And loves a man who's not around She still can hear him say She hears him say...

This one is for the bus.....and its inhabitants...... I remember to this day The bright red Georgia clay And how it stuck to the tires After the summer rain Will power made that old car go A woman's mind told me that so Oh how I wish We were back on the road again Me and you and a dog named boo Travellin' and livin' off the land Me and you and a dog named boo How I love being a free man I can still recall The wheat fields of St. Paul And the morning we got caught Robbing from an old hen Old McDonald he made us work But then he paid us for what it was worth Another tank of gas And back on the road again I'll never forget the day We motored stately into big L.A. The lights of the city put settlin' Down in my brain Though it's only been a month or so That old car's buggin' us to go We've gotta get away and get back on The road again

He turned thirty-five last Sunday In his hair he found some gray But he still ain't changed his lifestyle He likes it better the old way So he grows a little garden in the back yard by the fence He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense He get's out there in the twilight zone Sometimes when it just don't make no sense He gets off on country music Cause disco left him cold He's got young friends into new wave But he's just too friggin' old And he dreams at night of Woodstock and the day John Lennon died How the music made him happy and the silence made him cry Yeah he thinks of John sometimes And he has to wonder why [Chorus:] He's an old hippie and he don't know what to do Should he hang on to the old Should he grab on to the new He's an old hippie...his new life is just a bust He ain't trying to change nobody He's just trying real hard to adjust He was sure back in the sixties that everyone was hip Then they sent him off to Vietnam on his senior trip And they forced him to become a man while he was still a boy And in each wave of tragedy he waited for the joy Now this world may change around him But he just can't change no more [Chorus] Well, he stays away a lot now from the parties and the clubs And he's thinking while he's joggin' 'round Sure is glad he quit the hard drugs Cause him and his kind get more endangered everyday And pretty soon the species will just up and fade away Like the smoke from that torpedo...just up and fade away [Chorus]

People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing,Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin, When I say that I'm o.k. they look at me kind of strange, Surely your not happy now you no longer play the game, People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away, Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me, When I tell that I'm doing Fine watching shadows on the wall, Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball? I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round, I really love to watch them roll, No longer riding on the merry-go-round, I just had to let it go, People asking questions lost in confusion, Well I tell them there's no problem, Only solutions, Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind, I tell them there's no hurry... I'm just sitting here doing time, I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round, I really love to watch them roll, No longer riding on the merry-go-round, I just had to let it go.

another one from left field...for Sarge I get up, and nothing gets me down. You got it tough. I've seen the toughest all around. And I know, baby, just how you feel. You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real Oh can't you see me standing here, I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? Might as well jump. Jump! Might as well jump. Go ahead, jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Aaa-ohh Hey you! Who said that? Baby how you been? You say you don't know, you won't know until you begin. Well can't you see me standing here, I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. [Guitar solo] [Keyboard solo] Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Get it and jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump.

Irene Goodnight..... I'll see you in my dreams!!! You too Miami :-)

Tomorrow is Hump Day woo hoo! Dream weaver I've just closed my eyes again Climbed aboard the dream weaver train Driver take away my worries of today And leave tomorrow behind Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Fly me high through the starry skies Maybe to an astral plane Cross the highways of fantasy Help me to forget today's pain Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Though the dawn may be coming soon There still may be some time Fly me away to the bright side of the moon And meet me on the other side Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Dream weaver Dream weaver Dream weaver

I'm feeling mighty lonesomeHaven't slept a wink I walk the floor and watch the door And in between I drink Black Coffee Love's a hand me down brew I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talking to the shadows 1 o'clock to 4 And Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour Black Coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hanging out on Monday My Sunday dream's too dry Now a man is born to go a lovin' A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moody all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much hard to fight Black Coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby To maybe come around My nerves have gone to pieces My hair is turning gray All I do is drink black coffee Since my man's gone away

There's a stain on my notebook Where your coffee cup was And there's ash in the pages Now I've got myself lost I was writing to tell you That my feelings tonight Are a stain on my notebook That rings your goodbye With the way that you left me I can hardly contain The hurt and the anger And the joy of the pain Now knowing I am single They'll be fire in my eyes And a stain on my notebook For a new love tonight From the lips without passion To the lips with a kiss There's nothing of your love That I'll ever miss The stain on my notebook Remain all that's left Of the memory of late nights And coffee in bed Now she's gone And I'm back on the beat A stain on my notebook Says nothing to me Now she's gone And I'm out with a friend With lips full of passion And coffee in bed

Ohhh yeah..... Wednesday is winding on down...... Disorder in the house The tub runneth over Plaster's falling down in pieces by the couch of pain Disorder in the house Time to duck and cover Helicopters hover over rough terrain Disorder in the house Reptile wisdom Zombies on the lawn staggering around Disorder in the house There's a flaw in the system And the fly in the ointment's gonna bring the whole thing down The floodgates are open We've let the demons loose The big guns have spoken And we've fallen for the ruse Disorder in the house It's a fate worse than fame Even the Lhasa Apso seems to be ashamed Disorder in the house The doors are coming off the hinges The earth will open and swallow up the real estate I just got my paycheck I'm gonna paint the whole town grey Whether it's a night in Paris or a Fresno matinee It's the home of the brave and the land of the free Where the less you know the better off you'll be Disorder in the house All bets are off I'm sprawled across the davenport of despair Disorder in the house I'll live with the losses And watch the sundown through the portiere God I miss Warren Zevon......as much as Jerry....for different reasons.....

Hey hey hump day and I finally have work to do! Seeing patients in clinic makes the day go by so much faster. Hope everyone on da dus is having a good day! This thing called love I just can't handle it this thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This (This Thing) called love (Called Love) It cries (Like a baby) In a cradle all night It swings (Woo Woo) It jives (Woo Woo) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kinda like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby She knows how to Rock n' roll She drives me crazy She gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready Crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (Ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it this thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love

Keeping busy does make the clock tick a bit faster.....not that it's what we always want..... It was late in December, the sky turned to snow All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind go Drifting into time passages Years go falling in the fading light Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Well I'm not the kind to live in the past The years run too short and the days too fast The things you lean on are the things that don't last Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these Time passages There's something back here that you left behind Oh time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn Don't know why you should feel That there's something to learn It's just a game that you play Well the picture is changing Now you're part of a crowd They're laughing at something And the music's loud A girl comes towards you You once used to know You reach out your hand But you're all alone, in these Time passages I know you're in there, you're just out of sight Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight damn girl, I nailed that song..... ;-)

Indeed you did. Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say Home, home again I like to be here when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away, across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spell Clinic is over, back in the back office now...

On a Strawbs kick today..... a spiritual offering.....on KDED.... let us pray..... The wanderer has far to go Humble must he constant be Where the paths of wisdom lead Distant is the shadow of the setting sun Bless the daytime Bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder Bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain Yellow stars may lead the way All diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune and good will will surely follow him Bless the free man Bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier Bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint

there is a high end St. Louis grocery chain named Straubs...Vincent Price used to catch the carrige to Country Day school from right out front of the store. its 2 blocks from my house. You're my secret You're my inspiration You're my journey You're my destination You have always Been so close and yet so far away You're my best friend You're my total stranger You're my lifeline You're my hint of danger You have always Been so close and yet so far away In my hour of need I call on you To comfort me But you could only set me free You're my memories You're my Rock of Ages You're my future You're my empty pages You have always Been so close and yet so far away . .

Holly have a good evening....say high to Matt Goodnight Irene, Goodnight You too Jerry....wherever you are? See you all in my dreams..... This ones for Elaine, my wife of 31 years..... why she stayed with me, God knows and he ain't talkin' Hit it Sarge..... I need your sweet inspiration I need you here on my mind every hour of the day Without your sweet inspiration The lonely hours of the night just don't go my way A man in love needs sweet inspiration And honey that's all I ask, that's all I ask from you I gotta have sweet inspiration You know there's just no telling what a satisfied man might do If I'm out in the rain baby In a bad situation I just reach back in my mind to find Sweet inspiration Sweet, oh what a power And I've got the power every hour in the day I need your sweet inspiration To go on livin' to keep on givin' this way Sweet, sweet inspiration Aloha!

man, you guys have been married since I was 1 year old. CONGRATS! You musta done somethin' right for her to keep you around. Say hi to her from Matt and I. And to Junior as well. BTW how was his show the other night? Catch ya on the flip side Sometimes I feel like i am leaving life behind My hands are moving faster than the movement of my mind Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn I hope that I will find them 'fore my moving gets too worn If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn So we go on moving trying to make this image real Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be And trying to avoid a taste of that reality On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall Showed to me a face I didn't know at all Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile That often comes to haunt me in the morning All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin' Emptiness ain't where it's at and neither's feeling pain Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road

Hey, I called you Trixie..... Yeah, it's been a long hard road here in da Buff..... To quote Tom Waits.... Ain't got no spare, ain't got no jack.... Don't give a shit...ain't goin back.... Life's been good to me so far...... She got high on lovin' Sorry but I'm passing through Maybe I got a toothpick In the bottom of my walkin' shoes This ain't a town for tear drops Or tattoo regrets Nah, yeah Sneakin' out the back way In the middle of a starry night Ain't gonna be remembered For all the things that I did right Can't say I need you, can't say I don't But I won't And no need to miss me when I'm gone And no need to miss me when I'm gone And no need to miss me when I'm gone And no need to miss me when I'm gone I wouldn't have very long

I am known to shoot a good game of pool. I sorta grew up in a pool hall...that might explain a lot. Queen's greatest hits was my 2nd CD, my dad bought it for me. Ooh, you make me live Whatever this world can give to me It's you, you're all I see Ooh, you make me live now honey Ooh, you make me live You're the best friend That I ever had I've been with you such a long time You're my sunshine And I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you You're my best friend Ooh, you make me live I've been wandering round But I still come back to you In rain or shine You've stood by me girl I'm happy at home (happy at home) You're my best friend. Ooh, you make me live Whenever this world is cruel to me I got you to help me forgive Ooh, you make me live now honey Ooh, you make me live You're the first one When things turn out bad You know I'll never be lonely You're my only one And I love the things I really love the things that you do You're my best friend Ooh, you make me live. I'm happy, happy at home You're my best friend You're my best friend Ooh, you make me live You, you're my best friend.

hammmana hammmana.... baby, you're the greatest!!!!!!

Why thank you. Have yourself a good evening, pat Sarge on the head for me. There's colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, Machine gun hand We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world.

Just keep on keeping on.... To close this out on KDED...the Swingin' Medallions.... Woke up this mornin' My head was so bad The worst hangover I ever had What happened to me that night That girl of mine She love me so right She love me so long She love me so hard I finally passed out in her front yard It wasn't wine I had too much of It was a double shot of my baby's love A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A portion that I had too much of A double shot of my baby's love Give me such a thrill It was very unique Man, I was lookin' in ecstacy She had me turnin' flips And shoutin' out loud A shot of her love I was walkin' on a cloud One night a week Is plenty enough It's a good thing for me They don't bottle this stuff Well, my heart begins to fly like a dove When I take a double shot of my baby's love A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A portion that I had too much of A double shot of my baby's love Woke up this mornin' My head was so bad The worst hangover I ever had What happened to me that night That girl of mine She love me so right She love me so long She love me so hard I finally passed out in her front yard It wasn't wine I had too much of It was a double shot of my baby's love A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A double shot of my baby's love Yeah yeah yeah A portion that I had too much of It was a double shot of my baby's love A double shot of my baby's love A double shot of my baby's love A portion that I had too much of It was a double shot of my baby's love Sarge has left the building!!!!!!

stop me if I've gone too far...I can get carried away... I want to live, I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold. And I'm getting old. Keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold. I've been in my mind, It's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold. And I'm getting old. Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. Keep me searching for a heart of gold. You keep me searching and I'm growing old. Keep me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

G'nite Irene n Trixie goodnight.... To the moon Alice!!!!!!

See you in Saint Louie! Take care, sweet dreams! Light up, light up Light up your lazy blue eyes Moon's up nights up Taking the town by surprise Night time, night time Day left an hour ago City light fine Must you get ready so slow Night in the city looks pretty to me Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street Colors go flashing in time, oh Take off, take off Take off your stay at home shoes Break off shake off Take off those stay at home blues Stairway, stairway Down to the crowds in the street They go their way Looking for faces to greet But we run on laughing no one to meet Night in the city looks pretty to me (City, city) Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street (Music comes spilling out into the street) Colors go waltzing in time, oh Light up, light up Light up your lazy blue eyes Moon's up nights up Taking the town by surprise Night time, night time Day left an hour ago City light time Must you get ready so slow Night time in the city Night time Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time

Good morning America, how are you? I can still feel all your sunlight shine before the dawn First light morning feeling's got me losing so much sleep I just can't say how much I miss you when you're gone 'Cause I get a feeling something like a summer wind When you love me like a sister, then you're gone again But there's so much light shining in your eyes That you just can't help but keep a love alive Now I hear some other loving sunshine brother's Left you crying and you're all alone So dry your eyes and try and say your goodbyes 'Cause you're old enough to get back on your feel all on your own Don't you kind of get a feeling like a summer wind 'Cause he loved you like a brother, now he's gone again But there's still a lot of love light in your eyes And you sure know how to keep a man alive Well you can stand right there and tell me something's wrong It's so hard to know your problems when you're gone So, early morning riser There's not much more I can do to try and make things right If you need another sunshine brother I can be right there beside you by the early morning light And I'll forget that feeling like a summer wind And I'll probably start to think about you now and then But there's still a lot of light shining in your eyes And you still know how to keep a love alive Coffee is on..... and I've always preferred Phillips to slotted....

Your breath is sweetYour eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade He'll teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude His voice it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself You've never learned to read or write There's no books upon your shelf And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below

Good Morning Daydreamers! The sun is shining, the weather is sweet. got the radio on...Pure Prarie League I can see why you think you belong to me, I never tried to make you think, Or let you see one thing for yourself, And now you're off with someone else and I'm alone, You see I thought I might keep you for my own. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Don't you think the time is right for us to find, That all the things we thought weren't proper could be right in time, Can't you see which way we should turn together or alone, I can never see what's right or what is wrong, 'Cause that take too long to see now. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Come on now, Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Now it's come to what you want, you've had your way, And all the things you thought before just faded into gray, And can you see that I don't know if it's you or it's me, But if it's one of us I'm sure we both will see, yeah, Won't you look at me and tell me. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I, longer if I do. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. I keep fallin' in and out of love with you, Fallin' in and out of love with you, Don't know what I'm gonna do, I keep fallin' in and out of love with you

CDs in mail tomorrow.... sorry but the goddamn ape ate all my Oreos.... Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re throwing knives into the tree Two big bags of dead man’s bones Got their noses to the grindstones Living in the Land of Nod Trustin’ their fate to the Hands of God They pass by so silently Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well, they’re going to the country, they’re gonna retire They’re taking a street car named Desire Looking in the window at the pecan pie Lot of things they’d like they would never buy Neither one gonna turn and run They’re making a voyage to the sun “His Master’s voice is calling me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee Tweedle-dee Dee and Tweedle-dee Dum All that and more and then some They walk among the stately trees They know the secrets of the breeze Tweedle-dee Dum said to Tweedle-dee Dee “Your presence is obnoxious to me” They’re like babies sittin’ on a woman’s knee Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well, the rain beating down on my window pane I got love for you and it’s all in vain Brains in the pot, they’re beginning to boil They’re dripping with garlic and olive oil Tweedle-dee Dee—he’s on his hands and his knees Saying, “Throw me somethin’, Mister, please” “What’s good for you is good for me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee Well, they’re living in a happy harmony Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re one day older and a dollar short They’ve got a parade permit and a police escort They’re lying low and they’re makin’ hay They seem determined to go all the way They run a brick-and-tile company Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well a childish dream is a deathless need And a noble truth is a sacred dream My pretty baby, she’s lookin’ around She’s wearin’ a multi-thousand dollar gown Tweedle-dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man Tweedle-dee Dum, he’ll stab you where you stand “I’ve had too much of your company,” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee

damn ape...hafta get my own. they sure do dunk good in milk! I still have 8 boxes of Gobstoppers from the pic a nic...they dont dunk as well in milk. Cant wait to road trip to some Live Dead where I was actually present. Thanks to Junior and Senior. Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days and summer nights are gone I know a place where there's still somethin' going on I've got a house on the hill, I got hogs out in the mud I've got a house on the hill, I got hogs all out in the mud I've got a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing Well I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposin' a toast to the king I'm driving in the flats in a Cadillac car The girls all say "You're a worn out star" My pockets are loaded, and I'm spending every dime How can you say you love someone else, you know it's me all the time Well the fog's so thick you can't spy the land Well the fog's so thick that you can't even spy the land what good are you anyway if you can't stand up to some old businessman Weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir is beginning to sing Yes, the weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir's beginning to sing What looks good in the day, at night is another thing She's looking in to my eyes, and she's a-holding my hand She looks in to my eyes, she's holding my hand she say, "you can't repeat the past," I say "You can't? What do you mean you can't? Of course you can." Where do you come from, where do you go? Sorry, that is nothing you would need to know Well, my back's been to the wall so long it seems like it's stuck Why don't you break my heart one more time, just for good luck I got eight carburators and boys I'm usin' 'em all well, I got eight carburators and boys I'm usin' 'em all I'm short on gas, my motor's startin' to stall My dogs are barking, there must be someone around My dogs are barking, there must be someone around I got my hammer ringin' pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down If you got something to say, speak or hold your peace Well, if you got something to say, speak now or hold your peace If it's information you want, you can get it from the police Politician's got on his joggin' shoes he must be runnin' for office, got no time to lose suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosity you been rollin' your eyes, you been teasin' me Standin' by God's river my soul's beginning to shake Standin' by God's river my soul's beginning to shake I'm countin' on you, love, to gimme a break I'm leaving in the morning, as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm leaving in the morning, as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm breakin' the roof, set fire to the place as a partin' gift Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days, summer nights are gone I know a place where there's still something goin' on.

I know a girl who thinks of ghosts She'll make ya breakfast She'll make ya toast She don't use butter She don't use cheese She don't use jelly Or any of these She uses vaseline Vaseline Vaseline I know a guy who goes to shows When he's at home and he blows his nose He don't use tissues or his sleeve He don't use napkins or any of these He uses magazines Magazines Magazines Magazines Magazines I know a girl who reminds me of cher (reminds me of cher) She's always changing (she's always changing) The color of her hair (color of her hair) She don't use nothing That ya buy at the store She likes her hair to be real orange She uses tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines

I've seen the Flaming Lips twice in STL. The 2nd time I dressed up as Wonder Woman and was given a backstage pass while waiting in line outside the venue. During the show Wayne was swinging his mechanic light around his head and he lost control of it and it hit the bassist in the arm and then hit wayne in the head pretty hard. The bassist had to stop playing for a second. When I went backstage to meet Wayne he had a huge goose egg on his head and probably a concussion. He told me that when she would come on tour his wife would always dress as Wonder Woman too. He was the most down to earth guy and met and shook everyones hand even though he shoud have been in the ER. The rest of the band wasn't present for that. Waiting, for the Ambulance to come Hoping that it doesn't come too late Hearing the sirens in the distance Hold on help is on the way. Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm right here beside her Though I live somehow I frown Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Wishing that I was the one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore Oh we can't trade places Our lives are strangely our own Mr. Ambulance Driver Tell me For everyone that dies Someone new is born Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm right here beside her And though I live somehow I frown Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Cause wishing I was the one that Wasn't gonna be here anymore. Mr. Ambulance Driver Though I live Somehow I found Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Cause wishin I was the one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore

Wayne Coyne and the Lips record in Dunkirk NY where my son goes to college....he met him and had a meet n greet at Starbucks accidentally....and you are spot on....per Scotty, Wayne is one cool character, without ego or pretension...... this song was not written for him..... You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye on the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner They'd be your partner, and... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't You? You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive Well you said that we made such a pretty pair And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won Then you flew your lear jet up to Nova Scotia To see the total eclipse of the sun Well you're where you should be all the time And when you're not you're with Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend Wife of a close friend, and...

and I still have some confetti from the Lips shows... I thought I was smart, I thought I was right I thought it better not to fight I thought there was a virtue in always being cool So when it came time to fight, I thought I'll just step aside and that the time would prove you wrong And that you would be the fool I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery Oh to fight is to defend if it's not now than tell me when Would be the time that you would stand up and be a man For to lose I could accept, but to surrender I just wept and regretted this moment Oh that I, I was the fool I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery And I don't know how a man decides what's right for his own life, It's all a mystery Cause I'm a man not a boy and there are things you can't avoid, You have to face them when you're not prepared to face them If I could, I would, but you're with him now it'd do no good I should have fought him but instead I let him- I let him take it I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery And I don't know how a man decides what right for his own life It's all a mystery

or a Night at the Opera..... [Part One: One Night in Paris] [Mme. Bezier:] Bonjour monsieur Paris really welcomes you It's the best room in the house It's forty francs a night, alright. [Touriste:] It's crazy, it isn't worth a centime I'll take it! [Mme. Bezier:] Merci Monsieur [Offstage Chorus:] Rouged lips in the gaslight A great view of the hall That's the way the croissant crumbles after all [Narrator:] Paris is only one step away Les girls are out on bail Tres bien there's love for sale [Coquette:] Oh my cheri, wish you were mine And I'll show you a wonderful time For the price of a cheap champagne I'll show it you once again [Voice of the Streets:] One night in Paris Is like a year in any other place One night in Paris Will wipe the smile off your pretty face One girl in Paris Is like loving every woman One night in Paris One night in Paris One night in Paris May be your last!!! [Part Two: The Same Night in Paris] [Hustlers (1 to 5):] Is he gonna buy? [1.Offstage:] You wanna little culture? [Hustlers:] Is he gonna pay? [2.Offstage:] Maybe Monsieur is into photographs, Non? [Hustlers:] Or is he gonna fall in love The all American way? [3.Offstage:] I got a watch wiz a beautiful Swiss movement [Hustlers:] Is he gonna buy? [4.Offstage:] Forget the watch, I'll show you a good time! [Hustlers:] Is he gonna pay? [5.Offstage:] Le connoisseur, want something different? [Hustlers:] Or is he gonna fall in love The all American way? [Everyone:] Oh you know you ain't no Casanova You can't even do the Bossa Nova Or the Tango or the Samba! [Chinese Tarts:] Though you are so very charming No you ain't no Casanova [Hustlers:] Is he gonna buy? Is he gonna pay? Or is he gonna fall in love The all American way? Sometimes I think he will But then again.... [Voices of the Streets:] One night in Paris Is like a year in any other place! One night in Paris Will wipe the smile off your pretty face! Try a girl in Paris But try one of mine Each night in Paris Each night in Paris Each night in Paris Each night in Paris May be your last!!! [Part Three: Later the same night in Paris] [Coquette's Girls:] Forty-Two, Quarante-Deux Rue de Saint Jacques All our girls are how you say Good in the sack [Coquette:] I was a stripper On the Champs Elysees He was a gendarme In the gendarmerie [Girls:] Going Oh La La La Oh La La La La [Coquette:] He was a pimp In a black beret But he was an artiste In his own way [Girls:] Going Oh La La La Oh La La La La [Coquette:] When they raided my club that night They ruined my act with the leather umbrella the Chief de Police got a fright He was up in my boudoir with some other fella [Club Clientelle:] It's only routine But I got this feeling It ain't good for business [Narrator:] Then the floor cleared A woman screamed to herself [Henri's Lover:] Henri...Though you're not the toast of Paris I love you, although you bed and beat me Henri, leave it alone, For the gendarme's just doing his job [Narrator:] Paris is only one step away [Chorus:] Murder is only one step away [Everyone:] Notre Dame is ringing her bells Another gendarme has gone to Hell Notre Dame is ringing her bells Another gendarme has gone to Hell gone to Hell gone to Hell gone to Hell [Whole Cast:] One night in Paris Is like a year in any other place One night in Paris Will wipe the smile off your pretty face One girl in Paris Is like loving every woman This night in Paris This night in Paris This night in Paris This night in Paris May be your last!!!

est -ce qu'il va tomber en amour? I have been a rover since I was a child, No one to love or care for me. Knocked around all over, kinda grew up wild - My home's wherever I may be. Ain't no someone yearnin', wonderin' where I be; I'm gone, but no one's missin' me; Ain't no light a-burnin' ev'ry night for me; I'm like a bird that's flyin' free. (Melody:) I'm just breezin' along with the breeze, Trailin' the rails, roamin' the seas. Like the birdies that sing in the trees, Pleasin' to live, livin' to please. (Bridge:) The sky is the only roof I have over my head; And when I'm weary, Mother Nature makes my bed. I'm just goin' along as I please, Breezin' along with the breeze.

I'm a roaming cowboy riding all day long, Tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song. Nights underneath the prairie moon, I ride along and sing this tune. See them tumbling down Pledging their love to the ground Lonely but free I'll be found Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds. Cares of the past are behind Nowhere to go but I'll find Just where the trail will wind Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds. I know when night has gone That a new world's born at dawn. I'll keep rolling along Deep in my heart is a song Here on the range I belong Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds. the Dude abides.....

Roll On Reach a hand to the crescent moon grab hold of the hollow If she sits in the palm of the left that moon will be fuller tomorrow If she sits in the palm of the right that moon is on the wane and the love of the one who shares your bed will be doing just the same 'Won't you come with me', she said, 'there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain' Out among the fields gently hipped beneath the corn, Assiniboine bones beneath the highway he stood there and he thought of home A finger traces the path of a satellite You're drawn to a distant copse of trees A voice as sweet as Mare's Tail clings to the prairie breeze 'Won't you come with me', she said, 'there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain' Do I reach for you when I know you're on the wane? Do I sense you when I know you're not around? Do I search for you when I know you can't be found? Do I dare to speak your name? Raise your eyes to a moonless sky and try to wish upon a rising star Search all you want for her blessing but you won't find her sparkling there Now cast your eyes to a part of the sky where nothing but darkness unfolds and watch as all around you she reveals the brilliance of secrets untold Won't you come with me, she said, there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain

The clock on the wall say two o'clock....last call.... A one and a two and a three..... Good night, good night until we meet again Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen 'til then And though it's always sweet sorrow to part You know you'll always remain in my heart Good night, sleep tight and pleasant dreams to you Here's a wish and a prayer that every dream comes true And now 'til we meet again Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen Good Night! Good night, sleep tight and pleasant dreams to you Here's a wish and a prayer that every dream comes true And now 'til we meet again Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen Good Night! Good night Irene, Goodnight.... You too Trixie..... I'll see you in my dreams.....