It's not lyrics, but I have the theme from "Beverly Hills Cop" stuck in my brain today. I feel like blasting something!
You've been so long
Your blind eyes are gone
Your old bones are on their own
So take off your coat
Put a song in your throat
Let the dead-beats pound all around
We will go
Nowhere we know
We don't have to talk at all
Hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
The bargains you drag
Buckets and bags
And all your belongings
Your trains in the sand
Ramshackle land
Let the rats watch the races
We will go
Nowhere we know
'Til we find our one and all
Hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
Praises get spent
Your trick face is bent
Pigsties and prizes
As there's no kind of wealth
You're shooting yourself
You leave yourself behind
We will go
Nowhere we know
'Til we find our one and all
Your hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
To the gods in the sky
there's one thing you can do
you can send us some sun
and we'll play you this tune
because sitting in our room
lying down with a scoob
and the sunshine
through our window....
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas,
A gigantic nuclear furnace...urnace.
A song we learned in third grade to identify the planets.
You will all hate me for this one...
L.A. face with an Oakland booty...
Somebody sing something else, QUICK!
This has been in my brain for a couple of days...
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired...
Anastasia
This will be no help, but it is in my brain................. (see Craven for definition of 'song' and 'brain').
Quote:I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware
of what they're going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time
Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace
I'm going through
THe old grey mare, she ain't what she used to be, ain't what she used to be, ain't what she used to be. The old grey mare......Try having that stuck in YOUR head all day!!!
Nailing shingles will do that to you....
panzade wrote:Nailing shingles will do that to you....
Actually I think it's the tar! That's potent stuff!
Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and I'll act prouder
You sing loud and I'll sing louder
Tonight we're setting the woods on fire
You my gal and I'm your feller
Dress up in your frock of yeller
I'll look swell but you'll look sweller
Setting the woods on fire
We'll take in all the honkey tonks
Tonight we're having fun
We'll show the folks a brand new dance
That never has been done
I don't care who thinks we're silly
You be daffy and I'll be dilly
We'll order up to bowls of chili
Setting the woods on fire
I'll gas up my hot rod stocker
We'll get hotter than a poker
You'll be broke but I'll be broker
Tonight we're setting the woods on fire
We'll sit close to one another
Up the one street and down the other
We'll have a time o brother
Setting the woods on fire
We'll put aside a little time
To fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doing fine
But the air is showing through
You clap hands and I'll start bowing
We'll do all the laws allowin'
Tomorrow I'll be right back plowing
Setting the woods on fire.
Hank Williams
Parody by Homer and Jethro:
We can't sing and we ain't funny.
Buy this record won't ya honey.
Poor old Victor needs the money,
Settin' the woods on fire.
YeeHaw
Buying the CD-$13.99
Buying the original 78-$399.00
Hearing Letty sing it-Priceless!
Bad Medicine...Bon Jovi...
Oh Yeah! That tune can get annoying after three days.
all the lyrics from "Brandy, you're a fine girl"
Ok Onyx, you start with the first verse!
there's a port, on a western bay and it serves 100 ships a day
lonely sailors, pass they time away, they talk about their homes
and there's a girl, in this harbor town and she works, laying whiskey down
they say brandy, fetch another round, she serves them whiskey and wine