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  • liketohike
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    Ok, so after much thought and consideration here are my "deserted island 5": 1. Pink Floyd- Meddle. Floyd is my all-time favorite band and this album reminds me of "tuning in and dropping out" early in my high school days. I also am reminded of the house we lived in during high school with the windows ipen and the cool spring breeze blowing in while rolling bones with my mom and step dad. 2. DJ Shadow- Endtroducing. This album is electronic "trip hop" and was my first and best taste of what a DJ and two turntables can produce. This album also takes me back to my rave days from the ages of 16-25 and all the crazyness that encompasses 3. M.I.A.- Arular-young adulthood memories, discovering new music and genres. Great beats and fun rhythms to keep things light and interesting. She puts on an amazing show, I saw her in Chicago at Lollapalooza and she was climbing on the scaffolding to the dismay of her managers. She also had laryngitis from touring so much but she still put her whole heart in the peformance. 4. Modest Mouse- The Moon and Antartica- reminds me of travelling between home and hometown between the big city and the rual prarieland...flat, flat, flat. Also, one of my favorite live acts discovered in my early twenties..saw them once on my bday and they signed this canvas bag I bought after the show with "Happy Birthday Holly!" I was so HAPPY! 5. The Squirrel Nut Zippers- Perennial Favorites. Big Band Swing, what can I say? Discovered in my teens love at first hearing. Katherine Whalen does amazing things with her voice and sounds straight out of 1930. A good album to keep around and would add variety to my "island 5" This is good exercise in choice. There is a lot of music and or songs that I may enjoy more than these but they are not included on one album. Some of my top 5 songs are all on different albums and the rest of each album I could take or leave. Since this was about whole albums for the rest of my life on the island these are my picks. 10 years from now these choices could be totally different. Thanks rrrgrrr for challenging us to "make up our minds"...did you ever have to finally decide?
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    Jeff glad you chimed in....this is indeed what I hoped we would become, a family united by Jerry, but much more diverse than that alone.....I as well ordered Boxzilla....but will keep it under wraps....since the desert island selection began, I know it's blasphemy but I tuned away from SXM 23, first time in like a year and am enjoying EVERYTHING else.... like a kid in a candy store..... Been listening to Springsteen for the first time since 2012 and just re registered with a Bruce live torrent site....soooo many SBDs out there.....so little time....if you'd like some live music, just ask it's an email away..... Say hi to Pam..... and yes everybody knows THIS is nowhere.....
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    Grate recollections here of late. Thanks to all Sunshine Daydreamers and friends for sharing your amazing memories. Please keep ‘em coming! Maybe we should consider a gathering where we could swap more stories and trade digital files of musical treasures. Our Pic-A-Nic in Chicago was a trip to be sure, but there wasn’t much time for subtleties – we were preoccupied with a more pressing mission over at Soldier Field. . . The Desert Fives have been perfect palette-cleansing diversions as we await the 30 Trips Box. One of my favorite tales was Rich's paean to Elaine a la Neil Young. Neil had a way of helping you ease past the many disappointments of teenage. I’ll never forget watching the sun rise over the Arkansas River to the strains of “Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere” after my “this-is-the-one” girlfriend broke up with me following our high school graduation and prom the night before (also my birthday). Neil understood! I've been blown away by the breadth and sophistication of y'all's lists and posts. Having come of age in somewhat of a musical backwater, I’m impressed and more than a little envious of the killer 60’s and 70’s music many of you witnessed firsthand. Even though there was less musical diversity to choose from, my Desert Five all came from those days when I was a wide-eyed, hormone-drenched teenager in the Arkansas Delta. Those are still the tunes that strike the deepest chords. Thank goodness for KAAY FM's midnight Bleecker Street out of Little Rock which was my sole alternative to AM bubblegum. Don't get me wrong, cruising cotton fields and levees on the way to bonfires on river sandbars with a little smoke and PBRs and the Woodstock soundtrack or the White Album or Sly or ___ on the 8-track provided many a fine memory (many of which I'm sure I can't recall) . . . and every now and then events like SDS meetings in Little Rock would punctuate the mundane with wisps of "exotic" music from the great beyond . . . In that world, we bought LP’s at places like JC Penney and Sears. Record shops were still a few years away in Pine Bluff. I discovered Disraeli Gears and Ars Nova at a head shop during a Latin/French Club field trip to New Orleans in '68. We thought things like an unknown Elton John opening for Chicago in Memphis were real discoveries. That's why I'm fascinated when I read posts from those who grew up in/near the City with cutting-edge radio programming and hip record stores not to mention vibrant club scenes and free concerts and FM streams of yet-to-be-mainstreamed artists. Once I got to college, I began a round of musical "catch up" that I'm still enjoying today. And back to the Desert Fives – Surely I’m not the only one that keeps remembering LP’s that got left off of my Short List. Ummagumma, Caravanserai, Hejira, Band of Gypsys, Burgers, Mad Dogs & Englishmen, All Things Must Pass, New Morning, Darkness and Scattered Light, Live at Leeds, Weird Scenes Inside the Gold Mine, Tarkus, Blows Against the Empire, Roll Over, Wake of Poseidon . . . And back to the Grateful Dead – This forum, especially the Desert Five Diversion, has been just exactly perfect for preparing for 30 Trips to rumble into town. I’ll be ready with fresh ears. Even managed to score a few Dogfish Head American Beauties last week “out in the west Texas town of El Paso.” Onward y’all!
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    Of course, they do! But, sometimes the melody is enough for me. *HaHa* Sir Paul is singing "We Can Work it Out" in the background. I'm peeling my eyes off the monitor for the evening. Good night! p.s. Never had the privilege of seeing Springstein. On his way to being the Woody Guthrie of our generation? A discussion for another day.
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    Waiting for Columbus....?????Trade anything but Dylan.... Keep those choices.... Blah blah blah....... Boom Chaka laka!! Lyrics matter!!!!!
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    What could I trade for some Feat? Hmm... There are songs I listen to for the sheer sound of them, I couldn't care less about the lyrics (Obla Di Obla Da!) But, then there are the songs that I love. That's a different story.
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    wow....got to the encore.....and you are right.....seen many a Bruce show, ain't never seen that...nor heard it.... I also am a lyric person, and and lyric subtlety aficionado..... ....marye, I want a mulligan, I will swap out anything but Layla and other assorted love songs for Bruce 8/9/78 at the Agora.....on my island....amazing show.... And that's why I play this game....!!!!
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    Glad to see da dus is rolling along smoothly...gotta pick up all the children to take em back to school or the mines...Man I miss summer vacation as a youth. Just not the same as an adult.
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    the thing that blew the top of my head off in real time, listening to the scratchy radio broadcast, and every time I've heard it in the ensuing getting-on-40 years, is Fourth of July, in a version that as far as I know was made up on the spot and never repeated--"Sandy, the angels have lost their desire for us," and extended riffing on the fireworks being Angels on Harleys coming down from heaven, etc. I admit it, I'm a lyrics freak, but I'm still agog at that one. It's just brilliant. It is also, in a number of ways, Dover Beach in a different idiom.
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    and it indeed does marye...back in the day bought a 3 LP bootleg Live at Winterland December 78 Christmas show recorded off of KSAN....from an old time record store called the Music Box in Queens NY, only guy who had the stones to sell bootlegs..if I'm not mistaken he was the bassist for a NYC punk band called Tuff Darts...their big hit was Your Love Is Like Nuclear Waste.....bad boy cost me like $50 at the time...blind pig records if I recall...played it til I wore it out....now it's on a torrent website free and without pops n clicks...technology....and thanks, got Agora 8/78 and it is a smoking show....never heard it before... I so do miss the 70's..
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Let me think for a minute son" And he said, "Yes I think it can be easily done. Just take everything down to Highway 61"
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Yum! Yum! Yum! Room for 1 more for dinner?
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Morning Al and Ms Katniss, Lisa a few more will be showing up for the feast.... They all asked about you Down on the farm The cows asked, the pigs asked The horses asked, too All want to know why to the city You moved, changed your name to Kitty What's come over you? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou They's all bawling 'bout you Down on the farm The cows bawl, the pigs bawl The horses bawl, too Miss you so much that crying's All we can do Weeping and wailing, praying You'll come home soon It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou I hear you're working in a saloon I hear ya work from midnight 'til noon I might be from the woods But them hours don't sound so good What do you do in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou You can't dance so I assume In a bag you couldn't carry a tune I might be from the woods But these hours don't sound so good What you doin' in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
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Um, well. That bottle of proseco was just begging to be opened. Early. So, it's keeping company with some fresh out-of-the-oven chiabatta, slathered with a decadent triple cream brie aside fresh figs and sliced peaches drizzled with pomegranate balsamic. "You can't dance so I assume In a bag you couldn't carry a tune" My favorite stanza this week! (and oh, so true.) Seriously. Wish you were here...
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These posts of yours are better than calling a 900 number....enjoy dinner... Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device" And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast I'm hungry.....
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But last night we rented the 2014 Bill Murray flick, St Vincent. Very entertaining, a potential tear-jerker at the end (I confess) and yes, recommend it :-) Have a great week ahead y'all !!
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a peaceful easy feeling here in da Buff...... I'll light the fire, you place the flowers in the vase that you bought today. Staring at the fire for hours and hours while I listen to you Play your love songs all night long for me, only for me. Come to me now and rest your head for just five minutes, everything is good. Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated by the Sunshine through them, fiery gems for you, only for you. Our house is a very, very fine house with two cats in the yard, life used to be so hard, Now everything is easy cause of you and our la, la, la: Our house is a very, very fine house with two cats in the yard, life used to be so hard, Now everything is easy cause of you and our I'll light the fire, you place the flowers in the vase that you bought today. Coffee is on.....Happy Monday...
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Hey now Daydreamers it is a beautiful morning here in Saint Louis. I'm sitting here in the Jury pool looking out the window at the Gateway Arch. What a great weekend it was indeed! Thanks to rrrgrrr and a carrier pigeon who is headed back to da Buff for my package. Matt and I were so excited to get "show tapes" in the mail! Now we'll see if I get chosen to help decide someone's fate... Good morning, Worm your honor. The crown will plainly show  The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red-handed showing feelings Showing feelings of an almost human nature;  This will not do. Call the schoolmaster! I always said he'd come to no good In the end your honor. If they'd let me have my way I could Have flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied, The bleeding hearts and artists Let him get away with murder. Let me hammer him today? Crazy,  Toys in the attic I am crazy,  Truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away. Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy. You little shit you're in it now, I hope they throw away the key. You should have talked to me more often  Than you did, but no! You had to go Your own way, have you broken any  Homes up lately? Just five minutes, Worm your honor,  Him and Me, alone. Baaaaaaaaaabe! Come to mother baby, let me hold you  In my arms. M'lud I never wanted him to Get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, your honor, let me take him home. Crazy,  Over the rainbow, I am crazy, Bars in the window. There must have been a door there in the wall When I came in. Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy. The evidence before the court is Incontrovertible, there's no need for The jury to retire. In all my years of judging I have never heard before  Of someone more deserving Of the full penalty of law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! "Hey Judge! Shit on him!" Since, my friend, you have revealed your  Deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before  Your peers. Tear down the wall!    
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Morning and you are indeed welcome...carrier pigeon stopped in the park for a spell.... Serve and protect.... Well good morning Judge, how are you today I'm in trouble, please put me away A pretty thing took a shine to me I couldn't stop her so I let it be I couldn't stop her so I let it be I couldn't stop her so I let it be I couldn't stop her so I let it be He didn't do it, he wasn't there He didn't want it, he wouldn't dare Well good morning Judge, yes I'm back again I'm in trouble, so it's back to the pen I found a car but I couldn't pay I fell in love and I drove it away I fell in love and I drove it away I fell in love and I drove it away I fell in love and I drove it away He didn't do it, he wasn't there He didn't want it, he wouldn't dare I didn't do it, I wasn't there I didn't want it, I wouldn't dare Alcatraz is like a home sweet home I'm so wanted and I'm never alone San Quentin is the place to be I'm so happy I don't wanna be free So happy I don't wanna be free So happy I don't wanna be free So happy I don't wanna be free
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I'm juror # 21. Chosen in 1st panel. At least this process is moving fast today. This is the 3rd time I've been in Jury duty. It is interesting to say the least. I need more coffee though...
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Coffee is on...... Remember and weigh the testimony..... Well he was cold, tired, and hungry Came a beggin' for bread The lady took him in and fed him breakfast in bed It wasn't me No no baby it wasn't me Ah, that must have been some other body, No, no child it wasn't me Well, there's a cool, young whipper snapper Loves to run and play But the draft board got him they inducted him today It wasn't me No no baby it wasn't me Yeah, you must've met some other body, No, no child it wasn't me Callin' out for volunteers on the front row Lieutenant said which one of ya'll will volunteer to go It wasn't me Woo, it wasn't me Yeah that must've been some other body, No, no child it wasn't me Wailin' down the freeway adjust the cruisin' power The state trooper clocked me at ninety miles an hour It wasn't me No no sheriff it wasn't me Well you must have met some other body, No, no it wasn't me Well you say you saw my car parked By the drive-in one night Came over to speak to me but I was outta sight It wasn't me No no baby it wasn't me That must've been some other body, No, no child it wasn't me I met a German girl in England Who was goin' to school in France Said we danced the Mississippi at an Alpha Cappa dance It wasn't me Woo, it wasn't me Yeah, you must've met some other body, No, no child it wasn't me Good luck.....
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As soon as the panel was called, the case was setled. Now I'm drinking my lunch at TGI Fridays in the shadow of the Arch. I never get to have a coctail at lunch. Hopefully I get called up cause the book I'm reading sucks...should known it was a rape story, its got my blood pumpin. Good to see other jurors at the bar... Cheers! ;-) My song now is Tennesee by Arrested Development. Takes too much battery to post lyrics.
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It's ok I will spin one for you.... 5 a.m. on Tuesday, why am I up so early? Drive out to Santa Ana 'cause I've got jury duty No breakfast, short tempered And I cut my head shaving Ten miles out, I hit traffic Some days just aren't worth saving You know I haven't had the best of days But I want to stop and thank you anyway At the courthouse I waited And waited then I waited At lunchtime my car stalled out I couldn't get it started Had a book by C.S. lewis I finished the last page and Slept on my desk for three hours Just like my high school days 'Cuz every single moment Whether sleeping or awake is your creation And what you've made is good I don't always thank you for the rough days And the hard times in my life Even though I should Got home and decided I'd be in a bad mood My shy and quiet wife said she didn't like my attitude Got a call from my mother Forgot my sister's birthday I'm a lousy older brother safe to say I've had a bad day
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Took the bus downtown this Morning. 10 minutes to downtown. I love my city. Even the homeless sleeping in the park or those waiting to get free breakfast from the Salvation Army. I was born here. My soul grew here. Big city, big problems but it's home. I know it like the back of my hand. These streets have memories, of harder times and slower days. When horses were pulling wagons down the cobblestone streets. The Dred Scott decision was handed down right across from where I sit.
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A little Nick Lowe and Rockpile.....love those guys.... We're in the heart of the city, where the alligator roams I'm a little lost lamb, ain't got no place to go I ain't got one penny, just got a shirt on my back I left home in a hurry, I ain't never goin' back I'm lookin' for a lover in the heart of the city Well I'm a standin' on the street and I'm a steppin' off the end Yeah I'm lookin' for a lover, lookin' lookin' everywhere Maybe I'm in with a chance, I hear a clickety clack There's a girl my Lord, I see her stop, check, turn and double back I'm lookin' for a lover in the heart of the city I'm lookin', I'm lookin', I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' everywhere In the heart of the city We're in the heart of the city, we're in the heart of the stars I hear the crash of music and a thousand guitars And the boys are on the prowl and they're checkin' on me They know a bird up in the hand, is worth two out on the streets Checkin' on neat in the heart of the city Heart, heart of the city Heart, heart oh yeah Heart, heart of the city Heart, heart oh yeah
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Back in the Jury pool again tomorrow...come on bus, I wanna go home.
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Another day another dollar? Night Miami...... We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up I want to go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home The first mate he got drunk And broke in the Cap'n's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home (Hoist up the John B's sail) Hoist up the John B I feel so broke up I wanna go home Let me go home The poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits And then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why don't they let me go home This is the worst trip I've ever been on So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home
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And another $12 dollars...Jury pay. I actually get paid through my job as well. Read half of the stupid rape novel. Tomorrow it will be Hunter Thompson instead. Some girl was puffin a roach at the bus stop. Did I say I love STL? This tune goes out to those who were busted in STL. Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won "[x2]" I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won "[x2]" I left my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run She's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the Robbin' people with a six-gun I fought the law and the law won "[x2]" I lost my girl and I lost my fun I fought the law and the law won "[x2]" I left my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run She's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the I fought the law and the law won "[x7]" I fought the law and the
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And all the ships at sea..... Wacky tobacky It made me feel so good Wacky tobacky Just like you said it would Everybody doin' it Smokin' and a-chewin' it They shippin' and buzzin' it And Congress is discussin' it Oh, listen to me 'Cause I wouldn't tell you no lie Some folks are tryin' it But then they're denyin' it A scientist is testin' But you might get arrested Jiminy Cricket I wouldn't tell you no lie But now, wacky tobacky Wacky tobacky Oh, wacky tobacky It made me feel so weird Wacky tobacky I had to shave my beard Yeah, the old they're tryin' it And then they're denyin' it It's wicked and it's graded But then it's confiscated It's crackers to slip a rozzer Oh, the dropsy in snide Hey boy, wacky tobacky Wacky tobacky I said Wacky tobacky Wacky tobacky Cha cha cha!
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Another hazy, hot and humid day in store....Some like it hot, and some sweat when the heat is on Some feel the heat and decide that they can't go on Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot till you try Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat till we fry Feel the heat pushing you to decide Feel the heat burning you up, ready or not Coffee is on.... Be kind....
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Then this must be Belgium. I've heard they like the Ale... Wonder if Sarge likes to lap up the suds...had a big lab back in the day who craved the stuff. Is that the sunrise over there? Might want to report that to the rest of the daydreamers... Carry on, my not-so-wayward son...enjoying the ride!
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....dot is where it's at.
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Hey now daydreamers, did we move to the southern hemisphere? It is hot as Hades outside. This flower is wiltin' I was sweating the minute I walked outside. Outside people lookin half dead walking on a sidewalk hotter than a match head! Fingers crossed I get released today. Jury pool is like purgatory.
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remember to hydrate.....flowers need water.... Sitting here in limbo But I know it won't be long Sitting here in limbo Like a bird without a song Well, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on Sitting here in limbo Waiting for the dice to roll Yeah, now, sitting here in limbo Got some time to search my soul Well, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on I don't know where life will leave me But I know where I have been I can't say what life will show me But I know what I have seen Tried my hand at love and friendship But all that is past and gone This little boy is movin' on Sitting here in limbo Waiting for the tide to flow Sitting here in limbo Knowing that I have to go Well, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on I don't know where life will take me But I know where I have been I don't know what life will show me But I know what I have seen Tried my hand at love and friendship That is past and gone And now it's time to move along Gonna lead me on now Meanwhile, they're putting up resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on Sitting in limbo, limbo, limbo Sitting in limbo, limbo, limbo Sitting in limbo, limbo, limbo Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on
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I saw her sitting in the rain Raindrops falling on her She didn't seem to care She sat there and smiled at me And I knew (I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew) She could make me happy (happy, happy)  Flowers in her hair, flowers everywhere I love the flower girl Oh, I don't know just why She simply caught my eye I love the flower girl she seemed so sweet and kind. She crept into my mind. I knew I had to say hello (hello, hello) She smiled up at me She took my hand and we walked through the park alone But I knew (I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew) She had made me happy (happy, happy) Flowers in her hair, flowers everywhere I love the flower girl Oh, I don?t know just why She simply caught my eye I love the flower girl she seemed so sweet and kind She crept into my mind Suddenly the sun broke through (see the sun). I turned around she was gone (where did she go). And all I had left was one little flower from her hair. But I knew (I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)  She had made me happy (happy, happy). Flowers in her hair, flowers everywhere I love the flower girl Was she reality or just a dream to me? I love the flower girl Our love shall lead the way To find a sunny day I love the flower girl Was she reality or just a dream to me?
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I met a lot of women everywhereI met a lot of women, I don't care But there's one girl sticking to my mind The girl with the yellow flower painted on her behind Thought that she was just another girl Livin' in this or-din-ary world When I asked to see some kind of a sign She bent down and showed me the flower on her behind Yellow flower, I love-a you Yellow flower, you're the sweet flower anywhere around Now I know that someday there'll be three Someday soon she'll come away with me I guess I knew all along she'd be mine The girl with the yellow flower, painted on her behind You know I love her truly (I love her truly) The girl with the yellow flower, painted on her behind I'm just crazy about her coolie The girl with the yellow flower, painted on her behind Right on! (chatter and clapping - fades to end)
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love that tune. soothes my soul mightily. JGs strong but delicate perfectly paced lead does it for me every time.
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So I assume you don't mean the Good Rats homage to the chick with the painted ass?;-)
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That's ok too but not my soul-soother.
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No i'taint..... Jerry n Merl n Kahn n Tutt ....that's the ticket..... You got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you got a helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that’s winning You say I let you down You know it’s not like that If you’re so hurt Why then don’t you show it You say you lost your faith But that’s not where it’s at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You’re in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I’d make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don’t know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say, “How are you?” “Good luck” But you don’t mean it When you know as well as me You’d rather see me paralyzed Why don’t you just come out once And scream it No, I do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I’d rob them And now I know you’re dissatisfied With your position and your place Don’t you understand It’s not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You’d know what a drag it is To see you 3 plus weeks outside of Chicago and still Jerry jonesin'
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Me n Sarge are gonna ease on down the road.... All you pretty people.....carry on.... Love is coming to us all.... Her majesty is a pretty nice girl, she doesn't have a lot to say.... Her majesty is a pretty nice girl, she changes from day to day.... Wanna tell her that I love her a lot, but I gotta get a belly full of wine... Her majesty is a pretty nice girl.... No... Cuz I got mine...... Peace all......you need me, contact me...just not here..... .....is equal to the love you make..... ....we are gonna wait on the next bus.... that's our soul-soother...... .
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RIP, John Jeremiah. There's a road I'd like to tell you about, lives in my home town Lake Shore Drive the road is called and it'll take you up or down From rags on up to riches fifteen minutes you can fly Pretty blue lights along the way, help you right on by And the blue lights shining with a heavenly grace, help you right on by And there ain't no road just like it Anywhere I found Running south on Lake Shore Drive heading into town Just slippin' on by on LSD, Friday night trouble bound And it starts up north from Hollywood, water on the driving side Concrete mountains rearing up, throwing shadows just about five Sometimes you can smell the green if your mind is feeling fine There ain't no finer place to be, than running Lake Shore Drive And there's no peace of mind, or place you see, than riding on Lake Shore Drive And there ain't no road just like it Anywhere I found Running south on Lake Shore drive heading into town Just slicking on by on LSD, Friday night trouble bound And it's Friday night and you're looking clean To early to start the rounds A ten minute ride from the Gold Coast back make sure you're pleasure bound And it's four o'clock in the morning and all of the people have gone away Just you and your mind and Lake Shore Drive, tomorrow is another day And the sunshine's fine in the morning time, tomorrow is another day And there ain't no road just like it Anywhere I found Running south on Lake Shore drive heading into town Just snaking on by on LSD, Friday night trouble bound
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You can check out any time you like,but you can never leave... We'll see, eh?
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So, ok. how weird is it, that I spent the day at the Cook County Court House at 26th & California (lovely neighborhood, if you like jails.) How did I spend my day? In the JURY ROOM. In the morning, I got to color (my newest kick.) In the afternoon, got to sit in the panel and get asked questions by a smart old judge, who loves his job. Fortunately, he didn't pick me, and I they sent me home at the end of the day with a $25 check. Made any more, and I might move away! I tell ya -- I don't know how people that work in the city do that commute on a daily basis.
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Wow that's pretty cool. I didn't get picked even for a case today and was dismissed early at 2pm. I get $24 for two days. Back to the mines tomorrow. Have a lovely evening all!
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Sold ba dus, too many miles, brakes shot, no A/C and its friggin hot here.... Good news.....I got incense, coffee, dog n cat food and a weird ass raft from these guys named Huck n Jim...they were following Phish upstream and needed gas money..... Problem is I'm up the creek without a paddle....anyone have a spare paddle and we can go see Carlos n Phil at Lock'n and Warren and Bobby with Ratdog...... Sarge is wearing his lifeguard garb, with goggles.....so we are safe..... Get on your cabana wear......and have one more piña colada..... With a lotta love and Just a little luck we can carry on..... This one goes out to those who are in a lull after the Chicago party....... Gotta get better in a little while.....Eric and Duane told me so...it must be true! A friend of mine just had a real bad time. You see, his life was shattered and he lost his mind. His girl ran off along with his best friend, And through emotional stress he brought his life to an end. It was such a tragedy, But that's the way it's got to be. Life goes on. Life goes on. It happens ev'ry day. So appreciate what you got Before it's taken away. Life will hit you When you're unprepared, So be grateful and take all That you can while you're there. Get that frown off your head, 'Cause you're a long time dead. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on. No use runnin' 'round lookin' scared, Life could get you when you're unaware. One day it's gonna come, so you better accept it. Life will hit you when you least expect it. And one day when you are gone, You know that life will still go on. But no one'll care if you've been good, bad, right or wrong. Life will still go on. My bank went broke and my well ran dry. It was almost enough to contemplate suicide. I turned on the gas, but I soon realized I hadn't settled my bill so they cut off my supply. No matter how I try, it seems I'm too young to die. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on. Tornado, cyclone and hurricane Can batter the houses with the thunder and rain. Blizzards can blow; the waves hit the shore, But the people recover and come back for more. Somehow the people fight back, even the future looks black. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on.
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All aboard...da raft? I've got extra paddles and some flippers too just in case. Grab your lifevest and pass me a pina colada! Puppers, where is the sunscreen? I burn red as a crab in the sun! On waves of love my heart is breaking And stranger still my self control I can't rely on anymore New tides surprise - my world it's changing Within this frame an ocean swells - behind this smile I know it well Beneath a lover's moon I'm waiting I am the pilot of the storm - adrift in pleasure I may drown I built this ship - it is my making And furthermore my self control I can't rely on anymore I know why - I know why Crazy on a ship of fools Crazy on a ship of fools Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground Who claims that no man is an island While I land up in jeopardy - more distant from you by degrees I walk this shore in isolation And at my feet eternity draws ever sweeter plans for me I know why - I know why Crazy on a ship of fools Crazy on a ship of fools Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground Oh no, oh no - ship of fools --
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Sunscreen provided....floaties abound.... Time to get it wet! Rubber Ducky Rubber Ducky, you're the one, You make bathtime lots of fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you; (woh woh, bee doh!) Rubber Ducky, joy of joys, When I squeeze you, you make noise! Rubber Ducky, you're my very best friend, it's true! (doo doo doo doooo, doo doo) Every day when I Make my to the tubby I find a little fella who's Cute and yellow and chubby (rub-a-dub-a-dubby!) Rubber Ducky, you're so fine And I'm lucky that you're mine Rubber ducky, I'm awfully fond of you. (repeat chorus) Rubber Ducky, you're so fine And I'm lucky that you're mine Rubber ducky, I'm awfully fond of - Rubber ducky, I'd like a whole pond of - Rubber ducky I'm of - Rubber ducky I'm awfully fond of you! (doo doo, be doo.)
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Have you ever seen those in gift shops...they're red rubber duckies with little devil horns. So devilishly cute! She was afraid to come out of the locker She was as nervous as she could be She was afraid to come out of the locker She was afraid that somebody would see One, two, three, four, tell the people what she wore It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini So in the locker she wanted to stay Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell you more She was afraid to come out in the open And so a blanket around she wore She was afraid to come out in the open And so she sat bundled up on the shore Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini So in the blanket she wanted to stay Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell you more Now she is afraid to come out of the water And I wonder what she's gonna do Now she is afraid to come out of the water And the poor little girl's turning blue Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini So in the water she wanted to stay (From the locker to the blanket) (From the blanket to the shore) (From the shore to the water) Yes, there isn't any more
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Half a mile from the county fairAnd the rain keep pourin' down Me and Billy standin' there With a silver half a crown Hands are full of a fishin' rod And the tackle on our backs We just stood there gettin' wet With our backs against the fence Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Hope it don't rain all day [Chorus:] And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like goin' home And it stoned me Then the rain let up and the sun came up And we were gettin' dry Almost let a pick-up truck nearly pass us by So we jumped right in and the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road We looked at the swim and we jumped right in Not to mention fishing poles Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Let it run all over me [Chorus] On the way back home we sang a song But our throats were getting dry Then we saw the man from across the road With the sunshine in his eyes Well he lived all alone in his own little home With a great big gallon jar There were bottles too, one for me and you And he said Hey! There you are Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Get it myself from the mountain stream
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water dissolving and water removing...there is water at the bottom of the ocean.
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Or does it?.... Only love can make it rain The way the beach is kissed by the sea Only love can make it rain Like the sweat of lovers layin' in the fields Love, reign o'er me Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me Only love can bring the rain That makes you yearn to the sky Only love can bring the rain That falls like tears from on high Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me On the dry and dusty road The nights we spend apart alone I need to get back home to cool, cool rain I can't sleep, and I lay, and I think The night is hot and black as ink Oh God, I need a drink of cool, cool rain Love, reign o'er me Reign o'er me, o'er me, o'er me Love, reign o'er me, o'er me Love Goodnight Miami, Goodnight Irene.....and all the ships at sea.....pun intended.....
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the more they stay the same! Now here you go again You say you want your freedom Well, who am I to keep you down? It's only right that you should Play the way you feel it But listen carefully to the sound Of your loneliness Like a heartbeat.. drives you mad In the stillness of remembering what you had And what you lost... And what you had... And what you lost [Chorus:] Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing Say... Women... they will come and they will go When the rain washes you clean... you'll know, you'll know Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me Who wants to wrap around your dreams and... Have you any dreams you'd like to sell? Dreams of loneliness... Like a heartbeat... drives you mad... In the stillness of remembering what you had... And what you lost... And what you had... And what you lost [Chorus 2x]
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I can't help about the shape I'm inI can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand He said, "Stick by my side and I'll be your guiding hand But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to" Oh well
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the lyrics could covey the sound. The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts. We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here We must have died alone, a long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World
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Sarge lost a fight with a skunk....it's rub a dub dub time.... Damn son you stank!!!!! Pass the duckie on the left hand side....
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Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove You never remember the blossom sender Still in a rub a dub style Long time you don't know what I'm doing whoa Long time see troubles are brewing yeah Slick to the way you rock it and know that You'll cope with that Not gonna let it sit 'til I say, "how dope was that" Keep your head pumping 'til you get in the zone Not giving up not going home Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say 'cause nobody really know Only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do so Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove You never remember the blossom sender Still in a rub a dub style Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say 'cause nobody really know Only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do
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Welcome onboard Katniss..life preservers on lower deck..... Well now keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Here you come mama big as sin, tell what you been doin' by the shape you're in So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away If you been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here You been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here Here you come mam big as hell, tell what you been doin' by way you smell So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away What's that smell like fish pretty baby, I really would like to know Tell me What's that smell like fish oh mama, I really would like to know That ain't puddin' baby ain't no pie, it's the stuff that I got you by So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Now yes you gotta leave this mornin', get your yas yas outta my door Now yes you gotta leave this mornin', get your yas yas outta my door Ashes to ashes mama, dust to dust, what-cha gonna do when that damn thing rusts So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away.....