Grateful Dead

that song appears on the Crow soundtrack- I love that movie and the tracks Uh-huh, AHH HAH! OH YES~! Treat me bad, and I'll take it Throw your ball I'll run and chase it Fetch you the newwwwspaper Treat me good, I'll do you tricks I'm in need I'll catch a fix Love me 'til I'm in your favor I said a dog is man's best friend! I said a dog is girl's best friend! Oh a fox, can be foxy And brother wolf, he's the guy Shootin straight through the woods and ate, grandma But a dog is a dog Is a dog is a dog Unlike the wolf who'd make a widow out of grandpa I'm liable to save a life to you baby when you're lost out in the snow I'll be like Santa Claus, so don't be dissin Say you sho' can use some snow Provin dog is man's best friend Ohh milkbones for milk y'all Make me stick my nose in there And see who do I smell, ahahahaha! Oooh! Uh-huh, uh-huh, AHH HAH YEAH~! Pat my back, pat my back Pat my back, I'm contented Watch my tail and I will wag it Fetch you the newwwwspaper Extend your hand and I will lick it Throw the stick I'll run and get it For just a bone I'll be forever in your favor Just let me go in the yard! [repeat 2X] A dog is man's best friend A dog is girl's best friend And don't forget puppy love! And remember, my bite is rough Much worse than my bark Ass patrol the dark, woof! Tear the roof off! {*long instrumental solo*} Dog, is man's best friend, HIS BEST FRIEND! Dog is a woman's best friend I said dog, is man's best friend [George Clinton] Extend your hand and I will lick it Toss the stick I'll run and get it Just a bone I'll be forever in your favor Standing dog in the yard, GUARRRD~! [repeat 2X] Oh we keep turnin ya on, keep turnin ya on We, keep turnin ya on Hey hey, OWWWWWWWWWW!

Read that and this came to mind...... dedicated to Sgt. Pupper So messed up I want you here In my room I want you here Now we're gonna be Face-to-face And I'll lay right down In my favorite place And now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Well c'mon Now I'm ready to close my eyes And now I'm ready to close my mind And now I'm ready to feel your hand And lose my heart on the burning sands And now I wanna be your dog And now I wenna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Well c'mon

in response to your lawnmower song... I'm screaming out for help Nobody's helping me Fly like I'm a falcon On a balcony in Calgary Everything I touch I turn to gold Like alchemists Heart is palpitating Eating Alpo I'm allowed to be I'm top dog now Top of the food chain Opposite of Mellow Spittin' yellow and blue flames I'm the little goblin And I'm probably pumped up Dumb fucks don't even know What's up I'm a dump truck I'm still anonymous I'm still an Anarchist I'm still a man who's here To mentally molest you mannequins If you don't understand the match Read the manifest Smoke a rapper like Mr. Dizaster did to Canibus If you don't like it change the channel I'll dismantle any panelist and hammer him Until he needs an ambulance Riding through the desert on a camel wearing camo print Ammo will go blammo Got you covered like a laminate It's the abominable snowman Stick a sword through your abdominal Like Conan I'm a crazy artist call me Van Gogh Son I'll bring the Anarchy Like I'm from SAMCRO [Hook] (I am) I'm the lawn mower man I'm the lawn mower man I'm the lawn mower man Powerfully electric With an ongoing plan [x2] [2nd Verse (Video version only)] Had it all but lost it due to bad habits Old dude still rock like Black Sabbath Madchild bouncing back like I'm a jack rabbit Dagnabbit, a white boy that raps savage I'm an artifact, I'm a rhyming lord I rip the spinal cord right out of a dinosaur Strike, I'm a strange and deranged cobra Chains to remain sober, the danger and pain's over I said I'm fly like Astro Boy Rip your fucking Face/Off like Castor Troy I'm fat like Honey Boo Boo, I'm fucking cuckoo I'm the little engine got caught, I go choo-choo I play the ukulele, sing I'm proud to be Canadian Can't help it, I'm a hyper-hyperventilating alien [Hook] [3rd Verse] Yo I guarantee that I use words nobody else has Beating rappers up so fucking bad I almost felt bad Cause I am dope It's a fact I can't help that Slashing through these rappers Like a motherfuckin' hellcat Heavenly but I'm a little devil in a bat cave Last 5 years Mighty Mouse was in a rat cage Red dragon spitting fire until my face is warm I spit lit gasoline and vomit agent orange Older than a rotary phone Mind totally blown Silver Surfer I am moulded in chrome Super Beast! My testosterone is right through the roof But I'm sober now I'm Percocet and Vicodin proof Super Beast! I'm in a total zone Take a shot of cortisone Leap tall buildings and I bench press motor homes Raining in my city and now and everything is turning grey Goblin drinking from a golden goblet By a burning tray ????I do not endorse this artist, but wow the lyrics!

It's one o'clock and time for lunch,When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk. There's always been Ethel: "Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now." And then Mister Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them mowing blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said: "Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!" But I remebered a voice from the past; "Gambling only pays when you're winning" - I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure. Keep them mowing blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.

my explanation: femal singer: "When you raise me up will you help me down, Will you get me right out of this godforsaken town".... ..."but sooner or later you'll be screwin around"... ML... "No i wont do that", "No, I wont do that." "Can you tell me where my country lies?" said the unifaun to his true love's eyes. "It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe - for her merchandise, he traded in his prize. "Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd. "Old man dies!" The note he left was signed 'Old Father Thames' - it seems he's drowned; selling england by the pound. Citizens of Hope & Glory, Time goes by - it's "the time of your life". Easy now, sit you down. Chewing through your Wimpey dreams, they eat without a sound; digesting england by the pound. Young man says "you are what you eat" - eat well. Old man says "you are what you wear" - wear well. You know what you are, you don't give a damn; bursting your belt that is your homemade sham. The Captain leads his dance right on through the night - join the dance... Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould. Follow on! Till the gold is cold. Dancing out with the moonlit knight, Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout. There's a fat old lady outside the saloon; laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune. The deck is uneven right from the start; and all of their hands are playing apart. The Captain leads his dance right on through the night - join the dance... Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go. You're the show! Off we go with - You play the hobbyhorse, I'll play the fool. We'll tease the bull ringing round & loud, loud & round. Follow on! With a twist of the world we go. Follow on! Till the gold is cold. Dancing out with the moonlit knight, Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.

....but I won't do that.... What exactly is THAT? Inquiring minds want to know..... Holy Mother of God You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. Dirty old mountain All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone So you better start doing it right better start doing it right. You're halfway up and you're halfway down And the pack on your back is turning you around. Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember You don't look back whatever you do. Better start doing it right. On your left and on your right Crosses are green and crosses are blue Your friends didn't make it through. Out of the night and out of the dark Into the fire and into the fight Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! Through a crack in Mother Earth, Blazing hot, the molten rock Spills out over the land. And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away. Hey! Hey! Hey! If you don't want to boil as well. B-B-Better start the dance D-D-Do you want to dance with me. You better start doing it right. The music's playing, the notes are right Put your left foot first and move into the light. The edge of this hill is the edge of the world And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right better start doing it right. You better start doing it right. Let the dance begin.

I get up in the evening, and I ain't got nothing to sayI come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired, man I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help (Chorus) You can't start a fire, you can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark Message just keep getting clearer, radio's on and I'm moving round my place I check my look in the mirror wanna change my clothes my hair my face Man I ain't getting nowhere I'm just livin in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is (Chorus) You sit around getting older there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby the laughs on me Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright They say you got to stay hungry hey baby I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write This book I need a love reaction come on baby give me just one look (Chorus) You can't start a fire, sittin' 'round cryin' over a broken heart This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark You can't start a fire, worryin' about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Quentin Tarantino not only can make memorable movies, but the songs he finds for his soundtracks amaze me..... hot air hangs like a dead man from a white oak tree people sitting on porches thinking how things used to be dark night dark night the neighborhood was changing strangers moving in a new boy fell for a local girl when she made eyes at him she was young and pretty no stranger to other men but doors were being locked at night old lines were drawn again [Chorus] I thought things like that didn't matter anymore I thought all the blood had been shed long ago dark night dark night he took her to the outskirts and pledged his love to her they thought it was their secret but someone knew where they were he held her so close he asked about her dreams there was a shot from a passing car and the young girl screamed

ding ding ding. po dunk hospitals dont know how to treat sepsis, go figure. Nothing some hardcore IV antibiotics can't treat. Give me a job, give me security Give me a chance to survive I'm just a poor soul in the unemployment line My God, I'm hardly alive My mother and father, my wife and my friends I see them laugh in my face But I've got the power, and I've got the will I'm not a charity case I'll take those long nights, impossible odds Keeping my eye to the keyhole If it takes all that to be just what I am I'm gonna be a blue collar man Make me an offer that I can't refuse Make me respectable, man This is my last time in the unemployment line So like it or not I'll take those Long nights, impossible odds Keeping my back to the wall If it takes all that to be just what I am I'm gonna be a blue collar man Keeping my mind on a better life When happiness is only a heartbeat away Paradise, can it be all I heard it was I close my eyes and maybe I'm already there

The category is obscure facts about even more obscure background singers city of origin...... The final jeopardy answer is.... This is Ellen Foley's city of origin...... What is St. Louis, Alex? That is correct and you wagered......EVERYTHING! Hope Gramps rallies.... Crack the Sky are very underrated as bands go..... I see you sittin' there with nothin' on But the T.V. set and a glass of somethin' I think the rain has stopped but you don't care You just sit and stare away Old man you know it happens every day People come and people go I'd like to know just what you think she'd say If she saw you now Man I swear these are Chorus: Long nights Long nights Long nights alone Long nights Long nights Long nights at home I know you feel that you've been cheated, Dad I can feel it too, I can feel for you If I were crazy I would take your life So you could go up there and join your wife Old man you know it happens every day People come and people go Don't you hear me what I'm tryin' to say is I'll take care of you Man I know that these are Long nights.....