Too Much Time on my Hands ~ Styx
panzade wrote:Swimpy wrote:Fairport Convention - Liege & Lief
Love it
A little nostalgia is a good thing.
Too much ...and you're an old fart
Cruisin - Smokey R
Then I'm going to play
Dig - Boz Scaggs
Ian and Sylvia (Tyson)-This Wheel's on fire.
smorgs wrote:Cruisin - Smokey R
Then I'm going to play
Dig - Boz Scaggs
Good stuff
Just listened to Boz singing "Somebody Loan Me A Dime"....the blooze
dyslexia wrote:Ian and Sylvia (Tyson)-This Wheel's on fire.
Heard it by the Band, but never by the author...Dylan
panzade wrote:Too much ...and you're an old fart
Too late
Mission Control - Burning Airlines
Keith Urban-Love Somebody Like You
Heard it on the way home late last night...perfect driving song as the banjo rolls along...no wonder this tune was #1 for so many weks
One Man Wrecking Machine
Guster
I built a time machine
Going to see the homecoming queen
Take her to the Christmas dance
Maybe now I'll get in her pants
Whatever
Back with my high school friends
Meeting where the train tracks end
Passin' 'round a skinny joint
Rollin up to look-out point
I wanna pull it apart and put it back together
I wanna relive all my adolescent dreams
Inspired by true events on movie screens
I am a one man wrecking machine
Back in my parent's house
Back to the shouting out loud
One day you'll be a man
One day you'll understand
I wanna pull it apart and put it back together
I wanna relive all my adolescent dreams
Inspired by true events on movie screens
I am a one man wrecking machine
Inspired by true events on movie screens
I am a one man wrecking machine
Here in the present tense
Nothings making sense
Waiting for my moment to come
Everything's come undone
I tried to pull it apart and put it back together
No point in living in my adolescent dreams
Inspired by true events on movie screens
I am a one man wrecking machine
Inspired by true events on movie screens
I am a one man wrecking machine
Sorry
Nerf Herder
Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your party
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi
Sorry I puked up on your bedspread
Sorry I wanted to be your boyfriend again
What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
Sorry I saw you and I heard birds sing
Sorry I touched you and I heard bells ring
Sorry I jacked off outside of your window
While you were sleeping, I thought you'd never know
Sorry I showed up at your wedding
Sorry I tried so hard to get in
Sorry I screwed up your picture
Sorry I had sex with your sister
What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your dinner
Sorry I said those things to your father
Sorry I crashed through your window on acid
Sorry I made a mess
Sorry I bled to death
What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
American Woman
nothing like the classics
love Randy's radio program
Crooked Teeth
Death Cab For Cutie
It was one hundred degrees, as we sat beneath a willow tree,
Whose tears didn't care, they just hung in the air, and refused to fall, to fall.
And I knew I'd made horrible call,
And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall,
And there was no doubt about which side I was on.
Cause I built you a home in my heart,
With rotten wood, meant to cave from the start.
Cause you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
I braved treacherous streets,
And kids strung out on homemade speed.
And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep,
At all, woo, hoo, woo, hooOoOo.
Cause at night the sun in retreat,
Made the skyline look like crooked teeth,
In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us both.
You're so cute when you're slurring your speech,
But they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.
And you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
I'm a war, of head versus heart,
And it's always this way.
My head is weak, my heart always speaks,
Before I know what it will say.
And you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.(x3)
there were churches,theme parks and malls,but there was nothing there all along
killer tune...Alabama3? Or do you have the Leonard Cohen version?
panzade wrote:JB- Did you know her father is the famous sitar player Ravi Shankar?
She was a guest of Marian McPartland on PBS Piano Jazz. She did some wonderful old Broadway standards and played a mean piano.
I am rather blind in this field Panzade, the PBS, or Ravi things are just your musical jargons for me
I thought you might know Ravi Shankar's music. He's loved world-wide for his sitar music
panzade wrote:I thought you might know Ravi Shankar's music. He's loved world-wide for his sitar music
Wow, so that's a sitar :wink:
