Grateful Dead

Finally had to turn the heat on. 75 during the day 40 at night. Indian summer is hanging on tight. Hopefully Gramps gets to leave the hospital soon. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, Just what I'm going thru They can understand. Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end, And I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you.

but what could be better than this: Whatever happened to Saturday Night When you dressed up sharp and you felt alright It don't seem the same since cosmic light Came into my life, I thought I was divine I used to drive around with a chick who'd go And listen to the music on the radio A saxophone was blowing on a rock 'n' roll show You climbed in the back seat Really had a good time Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll My head used to swim from the perfume I smelt My hands kinda fumbled with her white plastic belt I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt She'd whisper in my ear tonight she really was mine Get back in front, put some hair oil on Buddy Holly was singing his very last song With your arms around you girl you try to sing along You felt pretty good, woo Really had a good time Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll Hot patootie, bless my soul I really love that rock and roll OOOHHH EDDIE!!!!! Guess where Ellen Foley is from?

Only person who sweat as much as James Brown was Mr. Loaf..... Thanks for that........ 1977 Bottom Line NYC.....woman named Ellen Foley sang back up..... I miss Ellen Foley........ but I really miss Jerry

The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling, way down in the valley tonight. There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye, and a blade shining oh so bright. There's evil in the air and there's thunder in sky, and A killer's on the bloodshot streets. Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising, Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter, He was starting to foam in the heat. Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world, that's pure and good and right. And wherever you are and wherever you go, there's always gonna be some light. But I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now, Before the final crack of dawn. So we gotta make the most of our one night together. When it's over you know, We'll both be so alone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is over Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done and the sun goes down, and the moonlights shining through, Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you. I'm gonna hit the highway like a battering ram, on a silver black phantom bike. When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry, and we're all about to see the light. Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole. Everything is stunted and lost. And nothing really rocks And nothing really rolls And nothing's ever worth the cost. And I know that I'm damned if I never get out, And maybe I'm damned if I do, But with every other beat I've got left in my heart, You know I'd rather be damned with you. If I gotta be damned you know I wanns be damned, dancing through the night with you. If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned. Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned. If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned, Dancing through the night Dancing through the night Dancing through the night with you. Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world, that's pure and good and right. And wherever you are and wherever you go, there's always gonna be some light. But I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now, Before the final crack of dawn. So we gotta make the most of our one night together. When it's over you know, We'll both be so alone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is over Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done and the sun goes down, and the moonlights shining through, Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you. I can see myself tearing up the road, Faster than any other boy has ever gone. And my skin is raw but my soul is ripe. No-one's gonna stop me now, I gotta make my escape. But I can't stop thinking of you, and I never see the sudden curve until it's way too late. I never see the sudden curve 'till it's way too late. Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun. Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike. And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell. And the last thing I see is my heart, Still beating, Breaking out of my body, And flying away, Like a bat out of hell. Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun. Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike. And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell. And the last thing I see is my heart. Still beating, still beating, Breaking out of my body and flying away, Like a bat out of hell. Like a bat out of hell. Like a bat out of hell. Oh like a bat out of hell! Oh like a bat out of hell! Like a bat out of hell! good evening (said in my dracula voice)

So many versions of this song but my favorite version is over the top......Vanilla Fudge..... This orchestration must have inspired Meatloaf......I love Meatloaf...... Set me free, why don't cha, babe Get out my life, why don't cha, babe 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on You don't really need me But you keep me hangin' on Why do you keep on coming around Playing with my heart? Why don't you get out of my life And let me make a new start? Let me get over you The way you've gotten over me Hey, set me free, why don't cha, babe Let me be, why don't cha, babe 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on Now you don't really want me You just keep me hangin' on You say although we broke up You still wanna be just friends But how can we still be friends When seeing you only breaks my heart again And there ain't nothing I can do about it Whoa oh oh, set me free, why don't cha, babe Whoa oh oh, get out my life, why don't cha, babe Set me free, why don't cha, babe Get out my life, why don't cha, babe You claim you still care for me But your heart and soul needs to be free And now that you've got your freedom You wanna still hold on to me You don't want me for yourself So let me find somebody else, hey hey Why don't you be a man about it And set me free? Now you don't care a thing about me You're just using me Go on, get out, get out of my life And let me sleep at night, please 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on good night......BOO!

I've been stuck in the dark Stumbling around reaching out for my heart Wondering just how I allowed you to turn the light out inside of me You've got tricks up your sleeve And got the power to keep me intrigued Well I guess I should have known I guess I should have seen That you would pull the love right from underneath Under your love spell I'm just trying to forget you But nobody compares nobody even close baby You got that logic I need and it's holding me hostage And now I've just become prisoner to your love baby Well I'm trying to let go But I don't know how Won't you set me free give me the remedy For this love spell Love spell Should have heard what they said When they told me I end up caught in your web I thought that I was strong Don't know what went wrong But now I'm frozen in your captivity Under your love spell I'm just trying to forget you But nobody compares nobody even close baby You got that logic I need and it's holding me hostage And now I've just become prisoner to your love baby Well I'm trying to let go But I don't know how Won't set me free I need a remedy From this love spell that you cast over me I can't speak I can't see I've been poisoned with romance And it's cruel cause you know what your doing When you cast this illusion, that I stand a chance But I'm just standing... Under your love spell I'm just trying to forget you But nobody compares nobody even close You got that logic I need And I can't let go Won't you set me free I need a remedy For this love spell Love spell Love spell Please set me free

worth a watch..... http://youtu.be/7kGPhpvqtOc I put a spell on you Because you're mine. I can't stand the things that you do. No, no, no, I ain't lyin'. No. I don't care if you don't want me 'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow. Yeah, I'm yours, yours, yours. I love you. I love you. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I put a spell on you. Lord! Lord! Lord! ....'Cause you're mine, yeah. I can't stand the things that you do When you're foolin' around. I don't care if you don't want me. 'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow. Yeah, yours, yours, yours! I can't stand your foolin' around. If I can't have you, No one will! I love you, you, you! I love you. I love you. I love you! I love you, you, you! I don't care if you don't want me. 'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.

just roll Charlie around in the grass...LOL And now Halloween radio returns... This song may or may not have precipitated my first "bad trip" The corpses all hang headless and limp Bodies with no surprises And the blood drains down like devil's rain We'll bathe tonight I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls Demon I am and face I peel To see your skin turned inside out, 'cause Gotta have you on my wall Gotta have you on my wall, 'cause I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls Go Collect the heads of little girls and Put 'em on my wall Hack the heads off little girls and Put 'em on my wall Oh oh I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls Whoa

http://youtu.be/YJxfEd7XFew

some comic relief... The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn. Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy, I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high, I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly, But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried', Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye, But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine, Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie, I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn. Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice, I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is, So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven, This honkey's gone to heaven, But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well, I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk, And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist, And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn. Everybody here we go, Ohh Ohh, C'mon party people, Ohh Ohh, Throw your hands in the air, Ohh Ohh, C'mon party people, Ohh Ohh, Wave 'em like you don't care, Ohh Ohh, C'mon party people, Ohh Ohh, Everbody say ho, Ohh Ohh, C'mon party people, Ohh Ohh, Everybody here we go.