WA2K Radio is now on the air

Good morning WA2K.

Here's Johnny

and the rest of Bob's celebrity bios:

well, edgar, there is always a person trying to get to someone, Texas. Reminds me of a dream that I had one night long ago when I was trying to help rescue someone who was about to be swept away by the wind and the tide. I guess it has to do with the beginning of hurricane season.

Another weather report via a song, folks. Barry is now a tropical depression.

Artist/Band: Jackson Alan
Tropical Depression

I thought some time in the sun
Would help me get over you
But I could tell from day one
This is a place meant for two

Now here I sit on the beach
Watching the tide ebb and flow
I booked my room for a week
But now I'm ready to go

I'm in a tropical depression
I've got the blue water blues
Can't shake this loving you obsession
Can't stand this sand in my shoes
This forgetting you vacation
Is just a fool's holiday
If I can't get over you
This tropical depression is gonna
Blow me away

This should be paradise
Heaven down by the sea
Without you here by my side
It feels like hell to me

I'm in a tropical depression
I've got the blue water blues
Can't shake this loving you obsession
Can't stand this sand in my shoes
This forgetting you vacation
Is just a fool's holiday
If I can't get over you
This tropical depression is gonna
Blow me away

If I can't get over you
This tropical depression is gonna
Blow me away

For those who live in Florida

With the Wind and Rain in Your Hair

Last night we met
And I dream of you yet
With the wind and the
Rain in your hair

I held you tight and
You whispered good night
With the wind and the
Rain in your hair

Now it will be
My favorite memory
That vision of you
Standing there

Oh, there in the mist
How you sighed when we kissed
With the wind and the
Rain in your hair

Now it will be
My favorite memory
That vision of you
Standing there
Thank you for using Top40db.com.

Mmm, there in the mist
How you sighed when we kissed
With the wind and the
Rain in your hair

Well, my goodness. How did I miss our Raggedy. Letty is a mite slow this late morning.

Hey, PA. Love the way you announced your Photo shots. So, here's a review of said faces.

I think we all know Johnny, folks.

In addition, we have "hot lips" and Stacy and Beaver?

Our prognosticator is doing the climate via song today.

Artist: Beaver
Song: Circumnavigation

sometimes I want to weigh anchor
raise her out of the dirt
drifting off on a tradewind
I'll circumnavigate earth

by surprise I will take you
take you with me
your security's frail

your walls I will break through
what a storm that would raise
and on that rage I would sail
oh the ghost that I've raised

into your heartland I'll raid

sometimes I just want to lift off
raise on magnificent wings
gliding off on a tradewind
I'll circumnavigate earth

high in your ivory tower
you've drawn your bridges in vain
oh there is no place to hide

your walls we will break through
what a storm that will raise
and on that rage we will sail

oh the ghost that I've raised
and you'll raise your veil

Ah me. Missed edgar as well. Thanks for the Florida dedication, Texas. If I recall correctly, the worst hurricane ever was in Galveston.

An answer to edgar's hair song.

High on a windy hill
I feel my heart stand still
All I can hear you calling my name
Into a misty blue
I go in search of you
There in the shadows calling your name
Why are you just beyond me
When will I see your face
Why do you just elude me
And leave me this lonely space
Oh, into eternity your love will beckon me
I can't forget your voice that calls my name

Into eternity your love will beckon me
I can't forget your voice that calls my name..

It was the year of 1900 that was 80 years ago
Death come'd a howling on the ocean and when death calls you've got to go
Galveston had a sea wall just to keep the water down
But a high tide from the ocean blew the water all over the town.

Wasn't that a mighty storm
Wasn't that a mighty storm in the morning
Wasn't that a mighty storm
It blew all the people away.

The sea began to rolling the ships they could not land
I heard a captain crying Oh God save a drowning man
The rain it was a falling and the thunder began to roll
The lightning flashed like Hell-fire and the wind began to blow

The trees fell on the island and the houses gave away
Some they strived and drownded others died every way.

The trains at the station were loaded with the people all leaving town
But the trestle gave way with the water and the trains they went on down
Old death the cruel master when the winds began to blow
Rode in on a team of horses and cried death won't you let me go.

The flood it took my mother it took my brother too
I thought I heard my father cry as I watched my mother go
Old death your hands are clammy when you've got them on my knee
You come and took my mother won't you come back after me?

Perfect song, dys, for a "perfect storm". and here's the caption, listeners.

© National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration/Department of Commerce



In 1900 Galveston, Texas - a prosperous US city near the Gulf of Mexico - was unexpectedly hit by a hurricane. A storm surge (a hurricane-induced rise in sea level) of five metres caused an estimated 10,000 deaths by drowning. By contrast, 1996 saw a more powerful storm hit a much poorer area - Andhra Pradesh in eastern India. Despite a storm surge of eight metres, good forecasting and effective evacuation led to less than 2,000 deaths.

Sometimes we can fool mother nature, but often officials confound her as in the case of Katrina.

Angelique-o lyrics

Angelique-O, Angelique-O, you mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O, teach you all the things you lack

You never got time to sweep the dirt
You mama's got to take you back,
You never got time to wash a shirt,
You mama's got to take you back,
You never got time to cut and peel
You mama's got to take you back,
You think you can make it on sex appeal
You mama's got to take you back,

Mama's got to take you back,
Teach you all the things you lack,
When she sends you back to me
We'll live together in harmony

You never learn how to make a stew
You mama's got to take you back,
Your biscuits, Lord, I can hardly chew,
You mama's got to take you back,
De pants I'm wearing is full of holes
You mama's got to take you back,
While you're runnin' around in a big mink stole,
You mama's got to take you back,

Mama's got to take you back,
Teach you all the things you lack,
When she sends you back to me
We'll live together in harmony

Belafonte

Jerry Lee Lewis - Breathless

Now if you love me please don't tease
If I can hold then let me squeeze
My heart goes round and round
My love comes a tumblin' down

You leave me ahhhhhhh
Breathless Ah!
I shake all over and you know why
I am sure its love honey thats no lie

Cause when you call my name
You know I burn like a wooden flame
You leave me ahhhhhh
Breathless!

OOOOOOOhhhhhh baby, Oooooooh crazy!
Your much to much Honey I can't love you enough
It's alright to hold me tight
But when you love me love me riiiiighhhht!

Ah come on baby now don't be shy
This love was ment for you and I
Wind, rain, sleet or snow
I am gonna be wherever you go

You have left me ahhhh
Breathless Ah!

WEeeeeeellll
oooooh baby, mmmmnnn crazy
Your much to much
I can't love you enough

Well its alright to hold me tight
But when you love me love me right
Ah come on baby now don't be shy
This love was ment for you and I

Wind, rain, sleet or snow
I am gonna be wherever you go
You leave me ahhhh
Breathless Ah!

Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
ze-ze-ze-zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom.

Back in history before time began
All the real cool cats had a solid plan
When they dug a nervous chick they all, to a man, went
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
You wanna be cool man? Go ape!

The almighty Joe swingin' through the trees
Was the king of everything that roosted in the leaves
But when he saw a girl ape, a-hangin' in the breeze, he went
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
You like to be hip boy? Go ape!

A big dinosaur was a long, tall lizard
He drift through the jungle like a slow blizzard
But when he got a double take at a lady lizard, he did
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
You wanna be sharp cat? Go ape

A pterodactyl was a flyin' fool
Just a... - I thought I'd break
in and tell you what a pterodactyl was. Well, it was sort of a stork lookin bat with sharp teeth that cruised around lookin' for... say, we haven't changed a bit, have we cats?

A pterodactyl was a flyin' fool
Just a breeze flappin daddy of the old school
But a mama dactyl could sure make him drool
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
Dont be square Joe. Go ape!

Now old papa tiger was the boss of the Nile
Just a sport model cat with a solid style
He was old King Cool 'til a girl tiger smiled
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
Bees warts daddio, go ape!

Adam was the first boy in the land
A big malaroony daddy with an iron hand
But when little Eva said, Hiya, Man
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape call, doodly - ah - bah
Dont be a cube, rube. Go ape!

So remember to Ape
Call today .... yeah!
Aaaaah - eee - yaaah!

Ape Call
Nervous Norvus

Well, I took me a woman late last night,
I's three-fourths drunk, she looked uptight.
She took off her wheel, took off her bell,
Took off her wig, said, "How do I smell?"
I hot-footed it . . . bare-naked . . .
Out the window!

Well, sometimes I might get drunk,
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk.
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)

I's out there paintin' on the old woodshed
When a can a black paint it fell on my head.
I went down to scrub and rub
But I had to sit in back of the tub.
(Cost a quarter
And I had to get out quick . . .
Someone wanted to come in and take a sauna)

Well, my telephone rang it would not stop,
It's President Kennedy callin' me up.
He said, "My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?"
I said, "My friend, John, Brigitte Bardot,
Anita Ekberg,
Sophia Loren."
(Put 'em all in the same room with Ernest Borgnine!)

Well, I got a woman sleeps on a cot,
She yells and hollers and squeals a lot.
Licks my face and tickles my ear,
Bends me over and buys me beer.
(She's a honeymooner
A June crooner
A spoon feeder
And a natural leader)

Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' so heavy,
I got a woman who works on the levee.
Pumping that water up to her neck,
Every week she sends me a monthly check.
(She's a humdinger
Folk singer
Dead ringer
For a thing-a-muh jigger)

Late one day in the middle of the week,
Eyes were closed I was half asleep.
I chased me a woman up the hill,
Right in the middle of an air raid drill.
It was Little Bo Peep!
(I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped a bean stalk
I jumped a ferris wheel)

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote,
He's a-runnin' for office on the ballot note.
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple,
Tellin' me he loves all kinds-a people.
(He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins
He's eatin' bullshit!)

Oh, set me down on a television floor,
I'll flip the channel to number four.
Out of the shower comes a grown-up man
With a bottle of hair oil in his hand.
(It's that greasy kid stuff.
What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
What do you do about Willy Mays and Yul Brynner,
Charles de Gaulle
And Robert Louis Stevenson?)

Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean.
She takes about fifteen baths a day,
Wants me to grow a cigar on my face.
(She's a little bit heavy!)

Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time,
It levels my head and eases my mind.
I just walk along and stroll and sing,
I see better days and I do better things.
(I catch dinosaurs
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor . . .
Catch hell from Richard Burton!)


I Shall Be Free
Bob Dylan

A poem converted to a song, by Leonard Cohen.

Queen victoria,
My father and all his tobacco loved you,
I love you too in all your forms,
The slim and lovely virgin floating among german beer,
The mean governess of the huge pink maps,
The solitary mourner of a prince.

Queen victoria,
I am cold and rainy,
I am dirty as a glass roof in a train station,
I feel like an empty cast iron exhibition,
I want ornaments on everything,
Because my love, she gone with other boys.

Queen victoria,
Do you have a punishment under the white lace,
Will you be short with her, will you make her read those little bibles,
Will you spank her with a mechanical corset.
I want her pure as power, I want her skin slightly musty with petticoats
Will you wash the easy bidet out of her head?

Queen victoria,
Im not much nourished by modern love,
Will you come into my life
With your sorrow and your black carriages,
And your perfect
Memories.

Queen victoria,
The twentieth century belongs to you and me.
Let us be two severe giants not less lonely for our partnership,
Who discolour test tubes in the halls of science,
Who turn up unwelcome at every worlds fair,
Heavy with proverbs and corrections,
Confusing the star-dazed tourists
With our incomparable sense of loss.

Buddy Holly
Oh, Boy!

All of my love - all of my kissin'
you don't know what you've been a-missin'
oh boy - when you're with me - oh boy
the world can see that you were meant for me
All of my life I've been a-waitin'
tonight there'll be no hesitatin'

oh boy - when you're with me - oh boy
the world can see that you were meant for me
Stars appear and shadows fall
and you can hear my heart call
and a little bit of lovin' makes everything right
I'm gonna see my baby tonight

Wow! Our edgar's on a roll. Are you breathless, Texas.

Great songs, incidentally, and speaking of breathless, remember who did this and for whom?

Sooner or later you're gonna be mine,
Sooner or later you're gonna be fine.
Baby, it's time that you face it,
I always get my man.

Sooner or later you're gonna decide,
Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide.
Baby, it's time, so why waste it in chatter?
Let's settle the matter.

Baby, you're mine on a platter,
I always get my man.

But if you insist, babe, the challenge delights me.
The more you resist, babe, the more it excites me.
And no one I've kissed, babe, ever fights me again.
If you're on my list, it's just a question of when.

When I get a yen, then baby, Amen.
I'm counting to ten, and then ...

I'm gonna love you like nothing you've known,
I'm gonna love you, and you all alone.
Sooner is better than later but lover,
I'll hover, I'll plan.

This time I'm not only getting, I'm holding my man.

and the answer is......

I saw the movie, but couldn't connect the song.

Time for me to say goodnight, but always remember....

This is a lovely way to spend an evening
Can't think of anything I'd rather do
This is a lovely way to spend an evening
Can't think of anyone as lovely as you

BRIDGE
A casual stroll through a garden
A kiss by a lazy lagoon
Catching a breath of moonlight
Humming our favorite tune

This is a lovely way to spend an evening
I want to save all my nights and spend them with you

Catching a breath of moonlight
Humming our favorite tune

This is a lovely way to spend an evening
I want to save all my nights and spend them with you.

From Letty with love

this afternoon was the first of our "summer theatre" visits of the season .
the show opener was "the ballad of stompin' tom" - chronicling his life from boyhood in a fosterhome to "fame" - interspersed with fifteen of his many songs - the audience just loved it .



the show opener was BUD THE SPUD - the song about a trucker bringing a load of potatoes from prince-edward-island (canada's potatoe province) to toronto .

BUD THE SPUD


and ending after 2 1/2 hours and a lot of hand-clapping , footstomping and singing along (by the audience) ending with :
GUMBOOT CLOGGEROO

this one's for you, hamburger (it's by NWA)

Yo, man... There's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratin
But scared to kick reality.
Man, you've been doing all this dope producing.
You had a chance to show 'em what time it is...
So, what you want me to do?
Express Yourself...

I'm expressin' with my full capabilities,
And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities,
Cause some don't agree with how I do this.
I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flava, my behaviour is heriditary,
But my technique is very necessary.
Blame it on Ice Cube... Because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate.
Add it on a dope beat
And that'll make you think.
Some suckaz just tickle me pink
To my stomache. 'Cause they don't flow like this one.
You know what? I won't hesitate to dis one
Or two before I'm through.
So don't try to sing this!
Some drop science
While I'm droppin' English.
Even if Yella
Makes it a-capella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or a sess.
Cause its known to give a brother brain damage.
And brain damage on the mic don't manage
Nuthin'
But makin' a sucker and you equal.
Don't be another sequel...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Now, gettin' back to the PG.
That's program, and it's easy.
Dre is back. Newjacks, I mean hollow,
Expressin' ain't their subject
Because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend,
The records I spin.
Again and again and again
Yo, you on the other end.
Whatch a brother playin' dope rhymes with no help.
There's no fessin' and guessin'
While I'm expressin myself.
It's crazy to see people be
What society wants them to be. But not me!
Ruthless...
Is the way to go
They know.
Others say rhymes that fail
To be original.
Or they kill where the hiphop starts,
Forget about the ghetto
And rap for the pop charts.
Some musicians curse at home
But scared to use profanity
When up on the microphone.
Yeah, they want reality.
But you won't hear none.
They rather exaggerate, a little fiction.
Some say no to drugs and take a stand,
But after the show they go lookin' for the dopeman.
Or they ban my group from the radio.
Hear NWA and say "Hell no!".
But you know it ain't all about wealth.
As long as you make a note to...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
From the heart.
Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
Then expression is a big part of it.
You ain't efficient when you flow
You ain't swift, movin' like a tortoise.
Full of rigor mortis.
There's a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, and better like an embryo.
Or a lesson - all of 'em expression
And if you start fessin' -
I got a Smith and Wesson
For you.
I might ignore your record
Because it has no bottom.
I get loose in the summer. When in spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical.
Doin' the job
NWA is the lynch mob!
Yes, I'm a cob?
But you know you need this.
And the knowledge is growin'
Just like a foetus, or a tumor.
But here's the rumor:
Dre is in the neighborhood
And he's up to no good.
When I start expressin' myself,
Yella, slam it!
Cause If I stay funky like this I'm doin' damage.
Or I'ma be too hyped,
And need a straight jacket.
I got knowledge and other suckers lack it.
So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic,
Ask what it's like.
It's like we gettin' hype tonight.
Cause if I strike
It ain't for your good health.
But I won't strike if you just...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

Hey, hbg. Believe it when I say that I know how to clog. Thanks for the Bud the Spud song.

And there's our island man doing a rap tune. Who be NWA? I always get Ice Cube and Ice Tea confused, M.D.

Strange how things go, folks. Last night I watched one version of the Bruce Lee story. All kinds of rumors about how that young man died, but it may have been because he taught Kung Fu when it was explicitly forbidden. Sooooooo

Artist: Wang Chung
Song: Kung Fu Fighting


Kung Fu Fighting

Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning,
But they fought with expert timing.

There were funky China men
From funky Chinatown
They were chopping them up,
They were chopping them down
It's an ancient Chinese art,
And everybody knew their part
From a fainting to a slip,
And a kickin' from the hip.

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning,
But they fought with expert timing.

There was funky Billie Chin
And little Sammy Chung
He said, "Here comes the big boss, (Wha-ha)
Let's get it on."
We took the bow and made a stand,
Started swaying with the hand
A sudden motion made me stiff,
Now we're into a brandnew trip.

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,
those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning,
But they did it with expert timing.

Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...

(Keep on, Keep on, Keep on, Keep on, Show you.)

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning,
Make sure you have expert timing.

Kung Fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning...

(Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...)