Grateful Dead

...Tired from the museum I trucked on and found something funky on the way to Shakedown street. So I ate it, and it was good. More Magic: I go up and visit Tony up in the nosebleeds as he asked me to come up and say Hi. That was so cool to meet up with Tony at his seat both Fri. and Sat. nights! When I arrived back in my sec. 324, a guy asked me to trade for a seat down in sec. 125. No brainer! Right place right time. My only complaint from that night was it was real smoky down there and I had some issues breathing. Lots of cigarretee smoking, and other stuff. Took my sandals off and wandered around the stadium looking for air. None of the concession stands had any. HMMMM? I did find that very odd (at the time). Had great people around me to help me get through the night alone as I had no seatmates other than the other 70,000. My neighbors were instrumental and of monumental help to me that night...

...my bro comes up to meet me on Sunday which was unbearably cool. He lives in St Louis and I don't get to see him very often. The magic continues. I overslept and barely made it to the train to make it to the River Architecture cruise. My bro was supposed to meet me at hotel but he was late and got lost. He made it down to the boat dock by 11, though, and watched me leave in the boat. I had to run from the train to a cab then ran to the boat. I don't know how I made it (credit the magical guardian angel). Me and my bro spent the mid-day together and had an early dinner laughing and reminiscing to the point of happy tears. Truly special time we had and what a surprise. I didn't think he was coming but was super happy to see him. Then he drops me off downtown for Sunday's show and what a finale it was...

I think the shows were awesome. They really were Grateful Dead shows! The stage and the lighting, the screens and the images that were displayed. I mean, how could you not be moved by all of it? I was incredibly moved, Trey did a great job at attempting the impossible. He can't be Jerry and we all know that. He had some amazing moments and some not-so-amazing moments. He gelled with the band though, and it was a wonderful run of shows. I don't know how he pulled off learning all those songs. What a true performer and consummate professional. Trey embraced his role and really shined as lead guitarist for the dead this time around. I felt this was the best we have heard from this band in any iteration since Jerry left us. And there were some moments of brilliance where he was channeling Jerry and it was (again) pure magic. Those moments will last a lifetime and I will remember these shows always and appreciate the wonderful gift the band gave us by doing these shows....

...the rest of the band? Well, they kicked my ass those old farts! They can still put on a great show (or 5). Bobby sounded fantastic; Phil thrilled us with his bass work; and the Rhythm Devils were on the top of their game (that in itself worth the price of admission). Bruce was great, wish he would have sung more (like on Terrapin) but what can you do? Fireworks Sat. and Sun nights, the break music and images were outstanding. The light show was unlike anything I have ever seen for dead show and was totally top-notch. Shapiro put on an amazing set of shows and really did it up big. Like him or not, forgive him or not (for the ticket debacles), he put on a major spectacle and did it right in the end.

Spent Sunday show with Jaleel, super cool cat and he was extremely appreciative of my offer for the extra ticket. When the last show was over we sat for a bit, had to soak it up as much as possible. Did not want to leave. So much to absorb and take in. I ran into a few SD peeps here and there at the shows. Fitting I would see Tami and Brad 1 last time Sunday night downstairs. What a trip man! You 2 are the coolest! What a musical magical journey I went on and it wouldn't even have been possible (or nearly half as enjoyable) without this fine group they call the Sunshine Daydreamers! I am very humbled and honored to have been elected mayor. I hereby retire as mayor but plan to be an active member of the group 'til the end of time (or my life) whichever comes first. P.S. Even on the plane flight home I would sit next to a young couple who were totally cool deadheads and we had a nice flight back together joking and remembering the shows.

Great comments, Sir Klangster. Thanks for taking on the duties and all over the past months....for all you did, are doing, and will do. It has been a wonderful ride, and it ain't over. Sure, you don't need to sit in at all the public hearings, take those calls in the middle of the night about the chuck-hole in front of Martha'smailbox, or officiate on Proclamation Tuesday, but don't stow that gavel just yet. We need our Mayor Emeritus available for ribbon cutting ceremonies in our Sunshine Museum, for the dunk booth at the Daydream Fair in August, and the Beautiful Baby Contest organizers are looking for the perfect person to anchor their judges panel. All kidding aside, your reflections are spot on and covered a bunch of what was on my mind. Thank you for taking the time to put it out there on our corner of the internet universe. Da Bus is idling just fine. The new sunshine solar engine puts out no fumes, and is green friendly. It'll run forever. Hope to see you here and there, and don't forget we gotta populate our new town, www.sunshinedaydreamers.com. Might need a mayor there...see the ring? Got a Hat? Toss it in! geofriendsdon'tletfriendsretiremeister

Why are my eyes getting wet again????

cause it looks like rain? Cause you care? Cause we are all one happy crying family? Cause you know how the songs go? Cause you love this wacky crowd of Daydreamers? Cause...

we are all in this together...please pass a hanky.

Hanky over here please! Klang- I echo your sentiments on the pic a nic and the shows. I was also slightly hung over at the pic a nic since we were camping the night before and listening to the concert on Sirius... the drinks were goin down easy. Thank you Klang and everyone who helped to prepare for the pic a nic, it was a blast and wish it could've last just a little longer...It was really great to meet everyone and I agree that it was like we had known each other forever. The shows were more than I could've ever imagined. the best time of my life! I danced like I was 17 again with no inhibitions. I didn't drink a drop of liquor during the shows Sat or Sunday but I was in such an altered state with the lights and music. I broke down during standing on the moon but managed to keep it together for the last show. Afterwards though it was hard... I got just a taste of the life/family/community/vibe/magic/electricity of the Dead and now it's over... Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all...why yes but it still hurts. Klang, if your brother lives in STL then you have 2 reasons to come here! Meet me in Saint Louis! We'll show you a good time...and anyone else who would like to visit Matt and I in the city of Blues. I'll be brivin da dus but I need a road companion, someone to ride shotgun...or I might fall asleep at the wheel. (peace love unity respect) PLUR!!!!

feeling dab, goin down da roab feeling dab and so happy Liketohikeandbrive is at the wheel: Going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad, hey hey hey, yeah Don't wanna be treated this a way Going where the climate suits my clothes I'm going where the climate suits my clothes Going where the climate suits my clothes Don't wanna be treated this a way [chorus] Going where the water tastes like wine Well I'm going where the water tastes like wine Going where the water tastes like wine I don't wanna be treated this a way.. Holly dear, and Matt...can't think of a better dus briver to have along for the ribe (other than rjjjrrjr, but you two are equals now). Rest assured that we will always be at your side, if not in person, or on this forum seat, than certainly in spirit. It was an awesome journey, and although that whee part in SC and SF has passed us by on the time-warp continue-um of real space and time, the experiences, new acquaintances and memories will live on forever. It was grand, wasn't it. You are as nice and kind in person as you are in spirit. I wish you and all the brivers and ribers well over the summer. If we can't go on a physical adventure together, let's go on a magical virtual one here on this roab. Cause, we are actually "Going down the road feeling fine.." that's my story and I'm sticking too it. geotheroadgoesonforeverandthelovinneverendsmeister

ride shotgun?For Miami? Twist my paw ..... (This is Pupper talkin' btw...) Movin' right along in search of good times and good news, With good friends you can't lose, This could become a habit! Opportunity knocks once let's reach out and grab it (yeah!), Together we'll nab it, We'll hitchhike, bus or yellow cab it! (Cab it?) Movin' right along. Footloose and fancy-free. Getting there is half the fun; come share it with me. Moving right along (doog-a-doon doog-a-doon). We'll learn to share the load. We don't need a map to keep this show on the road. (Hey, that song is sounding better Fozzie.) Movin' right along, We've found a life on the highway. And your way is my way, So trust my navigation. California here we come, the pie-in-the-sky-land. Palm trees, and warm sand. Though sadly we just left Rhode Island. (We did what?!) (Just forget it.) Movin' right along (doog-a-doon doog-a-doon). Hey la, where've you gone? Send someone to fetch us, were in Sasketchewan! Movin' right along (doog-a-doon doog-a-doon). You take it, you know best. Hey, I've never seen the sun come up in the West? Movin' right along. We're truly birds of a feather, We're in this together and we know where we're going. Movie stars with flashy cars and life with the top down. We're storming the big town, (Yeah, Storm is right should it be snowing?) (Uh, no I don't think so...) Movin' right along, Do I see signs of men? Yeah, "welcome" on the same post that says "come back again." Moving right along, nice town! Footloose and fancy-free, You're ready for the big time... Is it ready for me? Movin' right along, Movin' right along, Movin' right along, Movin' right along.

I'll post more of my thoughts on the weekend next week, as I am slammed in the mines right now (a small price to pay for five out of nine)! However, I wanted to add a tidbit to Mike's great narrative. I was fortunate enough to run into the Klangmeister by the gate before Saturday's show (one-in-70K chance?) and he was getting his space together before going in. As he related his plan of attack and as I admired his sense of curiosity and abandon, I knew that 24 hours later he would have some absolutely fantastic tales to tell. As I pondered his imminent departure to realms unknown, he suddenly pointed to the grassy incline with an overpass and wandering Deadheads..."I need to get up there"...and with a flash, our esteemed Mayor was off and running, armed with an open mind and a less-than-empty pocket. I'm glad I got to share that moment, Mike, and am even more glad that subsequent events met or exceeded your expectations.

It was a real treat hanging with you as well in SC, at the picnic and especially on that super special and crazy wild night that was July 4. Great times, I could not stop smiling and laughing and grinning and feeling super special the entire time in Chicago. That Saturday night was a wild ride for sure, so many memories and special moments!!!! I know I keep repeating myself about the colossal spectacle that was FTW, but it's so hard to stop gushing over this spectacular event.

Mike....you rocked the house.....think we erect a statue of you on ba dus....or better yet make your replica a hood ornament...and you will always lead us wherever Holly chooses to take us.....Love ya brother!

my son attended Sunday night with me. He is 28, so not a "kid" (tho he'll always be my baby)...anyway, he is a veteran of many, many festivals, concerts, etc, has hitchhiked around the US multiple times ....he and friends toured with Furthur in in 2010 in a school bus they converted to run on veggie oil...I give you the background so you can understand the context that he knows what he knows and is not a rookie...anyway, towards the end of Sunday night...he looks at me with tears in his eyes and asks..."Were they all like this?" Of course he meant the music; but also the vibe, the familial feeling in the crowd, the total bliss in the crowd even knowing we had maybe 2 more songs before we would never hear this band again. He was just completely in awe, as we all were. I think he and I made a very special connection that night. I thank you and the rest of the 70K there, and the millions not there, who helped to make this night so special.

Mkav....now I'm crying..... I need a tissue!!!!!! Sarge....Kleenex please?

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to... Sing it Janice... Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Honey, welcome back home. I know she told you, Honey I know she told you that she loved you Much more than I did, But all I know is that she left you, And you swear that you just don't know why, But you know, honey I'll always, I'll always be around if you ever want me Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Oh honey, welcome back home. Don't you know, honey, Ain't nobody ever gonna love you The way I try to do ? Who'll take all your pain, Honey, your heartache, too ? And if you need me, you know That I'll always be around if you ever want me Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Oh daddy, like you always saying to do. And when you walk around the world, babe, You said you'd try to look for the end of the road, You might find out later that the road'll end in Detroit, Honey, the road'll even end in Kathmandu. You can go all around the world Trying to find something to do with your life, baby, When you only gotta do one thing well, You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe. You got a woman waiting for you there, All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman And that'll be the end of the road, babe, I know you got more tears to share, babe, So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby. And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear, I want you to come on, come on to your mama now, And if you ever want a little love of a woman Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now Cry baby yeah. Hail hail the gangs all here..what the heck do we care, as long as we're together!

I went out walking the other day Seen a little girl crying along the way She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again Someday your crying girl will end And you'll find once again Two hearts are better than one Two hearts girl get the job done Two hearts are better than one Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes But I was living in a world of childish dreams Someday these childish dreams must end To become a man and grow up to dream again Now I believe in the end Two hearts are better than one Two hearts girl get the job done Two hearts are better than one Sometimes it might seem like it was planned for you to roam empty hearted through this land Though the world turns you hard and cold There's one thing mister, that I know That's if you think your heart is stone And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind That's why I'll keep searching till I find my special one Two hearts are better than one Two hearts girl get the job done Two hearts are better than one

Hey rrrgrrr, I thought you said you had made your final post... Welcome back Kotter! Everybody wants to know where Jimmy has gone He left town, I doubt if he's coming back home Well Tony got a job, three kids and a lovely wife Working at the commerce bank for the rest of his life Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody left to do the crazy things we used to do before Nobody left to run with anymore I'm gonna hit the road, adios my friend Go someplace and start all over again Don't know where I'm going, like a gypsy out on the road I'll go someplace and join a traveling show Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody left to run with anymore I think Jimmy must have had the right idea Packed his stuff and he got right out of here I don't know where he's at but I'm sure that he's ok Now I realize what Jimmy was trying to say Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody left to run with anymore Nobody left to run with anymore

ssia... cool, re rjjrjjrr...he never did turn in his keys, license, credentials, and did not fill out Section 3, Pages 4-17 regarding the long strange trip...he also has not fully utilized the perks that came with the job, and he didn't say "Mother May I?" It ain't over till you know what... g

Ah here we are and here we are and here we goAll aboard and we're hitting the road Here we go, rockin' all over the world Ah giddy-up and giddy-up and get away We're going crazy and we're going today Here we go, rockin' all over the world And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-like it, li-li-like Here we go, rockin' all over the world I'm gonna tell your mama what you're gonna do Come on out with your dancing shoes Here we go, rockin' all over the world And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-like it, li-li-like Here we go, rockin' all over the world And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-like it, li-li-like Here we go, rockin' all over the world And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-like it, li-li-like Here we go, rockin' all over the world

And I love it! If I could stick my pen in my heart And spill it all over the stage Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange? If I could win ya, if I could sing ya A love song so divine Would it be enough for your cheating heart If I broke down and cried? If I cried? I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely? If I could stick a knife in my heart Suicide right on stage Would it be enough for your teenage lust Would it help to ease the pain? Ease your brain? If I could dig down deep in my heart Feelings would flood on the page Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya Would ya think the boy's insane? He's insane I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely? And do ya think that you're the only girl around? I bet you think that you're the only woman in town I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it. I like it...

Well he was cold, tired, and hungryCame 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

Welcome back, Your dreams were your ticket out. Welcome back, To that same old place that you laughed about. Well the names have all changed since you hung around, But those dreams have remained and they're turned around. Who'd have thought they'd lead ya (Who'd have thought they'd lead ya) Back here where we need ya (Back here where we need ya) Yeah we tease him a lot cause we've got him on the spot, welcome back, Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back.

OMG dude...chills :-) Hoo-ray for you and your son. Thank you for sharing.

Do you guys know that douche nozzle was at the shows? He fancies himself a huge deadhead... probably went to the shows in his Range Rover with an eternally fat wad... likely was in a box at the top last weekend. However Bill Murray may have cancelled out his presence Damn, Bill Murray!!!

Just to be clear....Ellie Mae is the Space Captain....me n Sarge are just enjoying the ride......shotgun for now.....Right Sarge? The dude abides, the dude abides......

Water under bridges..... You were there, I was there, Walton was there...we all were there!!!!!! we don't need no stinkin' douche nozzles!!!!!

Sarge, take your protein pills and put your helmet on...strap in! Ground Control to Major Tom Ground Control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to Major Tom Commencing countdown, engines on Check ignition and may God's love be with you Spoken: Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Lift-off This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare This is Major Tom to Ground Control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most the peculiar way And the stars look very different today For here Am I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much (she knows!) Ground Control to Major Tom Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear.... Here am I floating 'round my tin can Far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do

Bang, bang, shoot em' up, destiny Bang, bang, shoot em' up to the moon Bang, bang, shoot em' up one, two, three (One, two, three, four!) I wanted to be a spaceman That's what I wanted to be But now that I am a spaceman Nobody cares about me Hey Mother Earth Won't 'cha bring me back down Safely to the sea But 'round and around and around and around Is all she ever say to me I wanted to make a good run I wanted to go to the moon I knew that it had to be fun I told 'em to send me real soon I wanted to be a spaceman I wanted to be it so bad But now that I am a spaceman I'd rather be back on the pad Hey Mother Earth Won't 'cha bring me back down Safely to the sea 'round and around and around and around Is just a lot of lunacy (Yeah!) 'round and around and around and around and around (So bring me back down) 'round and around and around and around and around Safe on the ground Hey Mother Earth Better bring me back down Safely to the sea But around and around and around and around Is all she ever say to me, yeah You know I wanted to be a spaceman That's what I wanted to be But now that I am a spaceman Nobody cares about me Say, hey, you Mother Earth You better bring me back down I've taken just as much as I can But around and around and around and around Is the problem of a spaceman

Im so glad admin is OK with the term douche nozzle... I dont like being censored. my sister who incidentally is also named Holly(step sister) used to think in the song blinded by the light that they were saying "wrapped up like a douche" and wouldn't listen to the song. Blinded by the light Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Madman drummer bummers Indians in the summer With a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps As the adolescent pumps His way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder Feeling kinda older I tripped a merry-go-round With this very unpleasing Sneezing and wheezing The calliope crashed to the ground The calliope crashed to the ground [Chorus:] But she was blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce, Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce, Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce, Another runner in the night. Some silicone sister With her manager mister Told me I got what it takes She said, I'll turn you on sonny to something strong Play the song with the funky break And go-kart Mozart Was checking out the weather chart To see if it was safe outside And little Early Pearly Came by in his curly-wurly And asked me if I needed a ride Asked me if I needed a ride [Chorus:] ‘Cause she was blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce, Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. She got down but she never got tight She's gonna make it to the night She's gonna make it through the night But mama, that's where the fun is But mama, that's where the fun is [Solo] Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun But mama, that's where the fun is Some brimstone baritone Anticyclone rolling stone Preacher from the east Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone. Hit it in its funny bone. That's where they expect it least." And some new mown chaperone Was standing in the corner Watching the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone Was messing with his frozen zone Reminding him of romance The calliope crashed to the ground But she was blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. (Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat) Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. (With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground) Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. (And now Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band.) Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light. Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night. (Some silicone sister with her manager mister told me I got what it takes She said I'll turn you on sonny to something strong) She got down but she never got tired, She's gonna make it through the night.

Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks" But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too [CHORUS] I came for you, for you, I came for you But you did not need my urgency I came for you, for you, I came for you But your life was one long emergency And your cloud line urges me And my electric surges free Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak Reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak 'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks But I could give it all to you now, if only you could ask And don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back You and your pony face and your Union Jack Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound? And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive You could laugh and cry in a single sound And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god? You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek That ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for And it's not that nursery mouth that I came back for It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor 'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors And who am I to ask you to lick my sores? And you should know that's true Let's get done being douchey? K????

OOOH turn it up Sarge, thats my Jam I came for you! Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive. Hit it Sarge! In the shuffling madness Of the locomotive breath, Runs the all-time loser, Headlong to his death. He feels the piston scraping -- Steam breaking on his brow -- Thank God, he stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down. He sees his children jumping off At the stations -- one by one. His woman and his best friend -- In bed and having fun. He's crawling down the corridor On his hands and knees -- Old Charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down. He hears the silence howling -- Catches angels as they fall. And the all-time winner Has got him by the balls. He picks up Gideon's Bible -- Open at page one -- God stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down.

We don't need no stinkin room!!!!! Hot in..... So hot in herre..... So hot in..... [Nelly] I was like, good gracious ass bodacious Flirtatcious, tryin to show faces Lookin for the right time to shoot my steam (you know) Lookin for the right time to flash them keys Then um I'm leavin, please believin Me and the rest of my heathens Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin No deceivin, nothin up my sleeve, no teasin I need you to get up up on the dance floor Give that man what he askin for Cuz I feel like bustin loose and I feel like touchin you And cant nobody stop the juice so baby tell me whats the use [Hook x2] (I said) Its gettin hot in here (so hot) So take off all your clothes I am gettin so hot, I wanna take my clothes off [Nelly] Why you at the bar if you aint poppin the bottles What good is all the fame if you aint fuckin the models I see you drivin, sportscar, aint hittin the throttle And I be down, and do a hundred, top down and goggles Get off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it I spit game cuz baby I cant talk it Warm, sweatin its hot up in this joint VOKAL tanktop, on at this point Your with a winner so baby you cant loose I got secrets cant leave Cancun So take it off like your home alone You know dance in front your mirror while your on the phone Checkin your reflection and tellin your best friend, like "girl I think my butt gettin big" [Hook x2] (Nelly hang all out) Mix a little bit a ah, ah With a little bit a ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) Give a little bit a ah, ah With a little bit a ah, ah (Nelly hang all out) With a little bit a ah, ah And a sprinkle a that ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) I like it when ya ah, ah Girl, Baby make it ah, ah [Nelly] Stop placin, time wastin I gotta a friend with a pole in the basement (What?) I'm just kiddin like Jason (Oh) Unless you gon' do it Extra, extra eh, spread the news Nelly took a trip from the Lunner to Neptune Came back with somethin thicker than fittin in sasoons Say she like to think about cuttin in restrooms [Hook x4] (Nelly hang all out) Mix a little bit of ah, ah With a little bit of ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) Give a little bit of ah, ah With a little bit of ah, ah (Nelly hang all out) With a little bit of ah, ah And a sprinkle of that ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) I like it when ya ah, ah Girl, Baby make it ah, ah TGIF...and its 5 o'clock somewhere....

He's STL grown like yours truely! Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yay' Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer Jetting off with Brian Cox, I'll see you later Maybe not 'cause I got something hot In the Navigata, waiting in the parking lot A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the bring it Now tell me boys have you seen her? Have you seen her, nine millimeter Making niggas believers Hop out the two seater, now vocal wife beater Levi's fresh from the cleaners Heavy starch with the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the galleria, plaza, Chesterfield Rolling down handly hills And the blocks of Pattonville I used to love it when hit me for a rocker Maybe a boppa, I kept it proper A non-stopper, around the clocka Now it's cool pull up the bends and helicopter uh [Chorus] Sunday morning, crack of dawn and I'm yawning Natural bridge and kings highway is where I'm going Wake up man and start blowing Gotta get those juices flowing Now I'm gonna tell you one more time For your cats that just ain't knowing Hey, you can find me in St. Louie And the whole me fedy and leasy getting slow Grabbing the optomo, sharping up my flow Practicing for my shows That's usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds Knocking out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost, the one who's getting where he at And he told you who's the boss I'm like a human hot sauce Thinking I'll burn your thoughts Your information was false I'll show you just what it costs In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I No one could do it better, hey [Chorus] Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy Love Pac and Biggie The way that you love your sticky Call Louie he have you pissy Mix with hen and crissy Bumping Tim and Missy With Slim he used to diss me In the red Expedishy That's Okay though, she can ride for the day though Can't even be a house guest like Kato I'm a dog I said it rough Now call me snoopy Wouldn't have me in a hoopie Now you see me in a coupie In front of utopia, I'm hoping you Come down herd chipping, may I'm toasting ya Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roasting ya And when the heat come down Get ghosting ya (god bless us) Loax with us, just how he jokes with us My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust Don't be provoking us It ain't no joke in us Just the north south east west coasting us

Oh, oh, Carmelina,The daughter of the wealthy banker. Since she came to town all my friends are gone, And I'm stuck out here with melody. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. If you can't cut it, don't pick up the knife. There's no reward in your conscience stored When you're sleepin' with another man's wife. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. I wanna lick the platter, the gravy doesn't matter. It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down, But it's the neighbor's wife I'm after. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. Damn, Neil certainly cuts to the chase......

OK one more by these fellas cause its a stone cold groove... Crazy Janey and her mission man Were back in the alley tradin' hands 'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man All duded up for Saturday night Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes And said, "Anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake? It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88 I got a bottle of rosé so let's try it We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe And I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go They're build like light And they dance like spirits in the night (all night), in the night (all night) Oh, you don't know what they can do to you Spirits in the night (all night), in the night (all night) Stand up right now and let them shoot through you" Well now, Wild Billy was a crazy cat And he shook some dust out of his coonskin cap He said, "Trust some of this, it'll show you where you're at Or at least it'll help you really feel it" By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake I had my head out the window and Janey's fingers were in the cake I think I really dug her 'cause I was too loose to fake I said, "I'm hurt." She said, "Honey, let me heal it" And we danced all night to a soul fairy band And she kissed me just right, like only a lonely angel can She felt so nice Just as soft as a spirit in the night (all night), in the night (all night) Janey don't know what she do to you Spirit in the night (all night), in the night (all night) Stand right up and let her shoot through me Now, the night was bright and the stars threw light On Billy and Davy dancin' in the moonlight They were down near the water in a stone mud fight Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn Well now, Hazy Davy got really hurt He ran into the lake in just his socks and his shirt Me and Crazy Janey was makin' love in the dirt Singin' our birthday songs Janey said it was time to go So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to Gypsy Angel Row Felt so right Together we moved like spirits in the night (all night), in the night (all night)...

My mamma and my daddy Told me that love is a two-way street But lately baby, you've been finding New ways of dragging your feet So come on, make your best shot You don't have to take the blame I'll be your belle star You can be my Jesse James There's lonely people everywhere From Abilene to Arkansas The way they run for cover You'd think love was against the law Well i don't need a pistol , baby You won't have to rob a train You can be my belle star And i can be your Jesse James I know you've done some hard time Baby, and you've got your doubts When you feel surrounded And it's looking there's no way out I'll come riding to rescue All you gotta do is call my name I'll be your belle star You can be my Jesse James It don't take a genius, baby There ain't no big mystery You can't play it safe And still go down in history So saddle up the horses 'Cos we're headed for the hall of fame I'll be your belle star You can be my Jesse James I'll be your belle star You can be my Jesse James

Dang....I step away for Eleven minutes and a whole blang concert erupts... When Barlow wrote "The Music Never Stopped" he musta had you guys in mind. BTW, The Music Never Stopped was first played 40 years ago, on Aug 15, 1975, at the GAMH in San fran..written that June...in Wyoming ok, let er rippppppp g

Obscure lyrical reference...I admit....but I love Larry Campbell..... 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

Emmylou is just fine by Ellie Mae JJ is ALSO from Missouri, man we just dont stop crankin out exceptional humans! @ the music never stopped... I can do this all day. I have a desk job with little to do...waitin for the phone to ring. @ TGIF got 1.5 hrs to go till quittin time. Ooh I need your love babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love babe Just like I need you Hold me, love me, hold me, love me Ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Love you every day girl Always on my mind One thing I can say girl Love you all the time Hold me, love me, hold me, love me Ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Eight days a week I love you Eight days a week Is not enough to show I care Ooh I need your love babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love babe Just like I need you Hold me, love me, hold me, love me Ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Eight days a week I love you Eight days a week Is not enough to show I care Love you every day girl Always on my mind One thing I can say girl Love you all the time Hold me, love me, hold me, love me Ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Eight days a week Eight days a week

As I ride into the sunset, Sarge will leave you with this memory..... Hurry hop on....Hi Ho Silver!!!!!!....... Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape Sold my guitar to the baker’s son For a few crumbs and a place to hide But I can get another one And I’ll play for Magdalena as we ride No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon Was it me that shot him down in the cantina Was it my hand that held the gun? Come, let us fly, my Magdalena The dogs are barking and what’s done is done No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango At the corrida we’ll sit in the shade And watch the young torero stand alone We’ll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed When they rode with Villa into Torreón Then the padre will recite the prayers of old In the little church this side of town I will wear new boots and an earring of gold You’ll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown The way is long but the end is near Already the fiesta has begun The face of God will appear With His serpent eyes of obsidian No Ilores, mi querida Dio nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango Was that the thunder that I heard? My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain Come sit by me, don’t say a word Oh, can it be that I am slain? Quick, Magdalena, take my gun Look up in the hills, that flash of light Aim well my little one We may not make it through the night No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango Have a great weekend, God willing and the creek don't rise be back faster than 2 shakes of a lambs tail....not sure what that means but my dad used to say it.....probably a good thing.....Say hi to Matt!!!! Any dreamers still here....carry on.....

..or is it addictive? OK, but no additives. Seems I may need to check in to "the place" where you get help. I need some rehabilitation. I just can't stay away. They try to make go to rehab I say uh no, no, no! @deuce: Little Deuce Coupe you don't know what I got. @matt: great anecdote about you and your son, frikkin' awesome post!

Hearing - Talking - Yes I - Love you Set your heart sail on the river Look around you as you drift downstream Pouring souls into the ocean Take account of all you've seen Hearing Talking Love you One people - Together Freedom for today So easy the future So see the children's way Love me Teach me Know me One people - Together Freedom for today Tomorrow forever So see the people's way Many moons cascade one river They light from side to side As we cross in close proximity Like rivers our hearts entwine How we talk - How we teach our children How we move - We direct our eyes All the senses tuned discovery As and as and when our hearts decide Be ready now - Be ye circle Be the central force ye life As the game extends the cycle Be ready to move One heart's for love One's for giving Two hearts are better Than one I hearing it I living it I believe in it Two hearts are better Than one Hearts Sailing down the river Hearts Throwing out a line Hearts Sharing out your fortunes Hearts In and out of time Hearing - Talking - Yes I - Love One heart's for love One's for giving Two hearts are better Than one I hearing it I living it I believe in it I loving it Two hearts are better Than one Hearts Sailing down the river Hearts Throwing out a line Hearts Sharing out your fortunes Hearts In and out of time Who would believe you - Wise men do Days that we knew it clear with you You sing the answers question time Now it you need me let our hearts entwine Let our hearts entwine Hearts - Sailing down the river Hearts - Throwing out a line I hearing it - I living it - I believe in it - I loving it Hearts Two hearts will always be In and out of time One heart's for love One's for giving Two hearts are better Than one I hearing it I living it I believe in it I loving it Two hearts are better Than one Hearts Sailing down the river Hearts Throwing out a line Hearts Sharing out your fortunes Hearts In and out of time As we flow down life's rivers I see the stars glow - One by one All angels of the magic constellation Be singing us now (35 hearts are much better than 1!)

Have you ever seen a lamb shake its tail? it's like a little cockerspaniel, wiggle wiggle. Have a great weekend as well. Hopefully the creek dont rise or we'll float away here in STL all the wat down to New Orleans here's a throwback classic rock tune played on the local channels Everyone's watching to see what you will do Everyone's looking at you, oh Everyone's wondering will you come out tonight Everyone's trying to get it right, get it right Everybody's working for the weekend Everybody wants a new romance Everybody's going off the deep end Everybody needs a second chance, oh You want a piece of my heart? You better start from the start You want to be in the show? C'mon baby, let's go Everyone's looking to see if it was you Everyone wants you to come through Everyone's hoping it'll all work out Everyone's waiting to hold you out Everybody's working for the weekend Everybody wants a new romance, hey yeah Everybody's going off the deep end Everybody needs a second chance, oh You want a piece of my heart? You better start from the start You want to be in the show? C'mon baby, let's go Hey! You want a piece of my heart? You better start from the start You want to be in the show? C'mon baby, let's go You want a piece of my heart? You better start from the start You want to be in the show? C'mon baby, let's go

I just made MYSELF cry this time... Son of a bitch, it's all your faults you sunshiney daydreamers you!!!

Lovergirl!

Nick Lowe, Dave Edmunds, Billy Bremner and Terry Williams... Monday ain't a fun day, Tuesday's a blue day Wednesday's a frenzy, Thursday's the worst day Friday is great 'cause I can Hardly wait until the weekend I should be clockin' in at eight but I'm a little late Can't blame my baby, 'cause I took her on a date Two till ten and then it's Friday again Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend My working week's so tough I think I've had enough Until the weekend I've had an overdose of doctor's notes But it just don't ease the pain Goin' on the sick don't do the trick Sooner or later I'll be clockin' in again Working like a dog more than ten-hour day Never see enough from my take-home pay They pay me for the shift like I was given a gift Here comes the weekend I've had an overdose of doctor's notes But it just don't ease the pain Goin' on the sick don't do the trick Sooner or later I'll be clockin' in again Someday I'll be able to forget my working days Life will be a grin because my ship is comin' in Everything will go my way and I won't have to say Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend My working week's so tough I think I've had enough Until the weekend Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend Here comes the weekend

So Chicago bomb and arson squad was called out on Wednesday to examine an empty cannister close to Soldier Field..authorities were relieved to find it wasn't a bomb...only an empty laughing gas tank. Imagine that.... Are they blind, how could they have missed that when it was going on unfortunately all weekend. They were not being inconspicous at all. Balloons everywhere and guys like ice cold..right here. Damn shame, hippy crack that is. A laugh for the way my life has gone A laugh for the love of a friend A laugh for the fools in the eyes of the world The love that will never end Ha Ha Ha... Let's hear a laugh for the man of the world Who thinks he can make things work Tried to build the New Jerusalem And ended up with New York Ha Ha Ha... A laugh for the sun redballing Through the thermal inversion haze A laugh for the nuclear good-time boys Numbering all our days Ha Ha Ha... A laugh for the newsprint nightmare A world that never was Where the questions are all "why?" And the answers are all "because." Ha Ha Ha... A laugh for the dogs barking at our heels They don't know where we've been A laugh for the dirty window pane Hiding the love within Ha Ha Ha... Tapping our feet to an ancient tune A laugh for the time gone by A laugh for me and Kitty in the delivery room Waiting for the child's first cry Ha Ha Ha...