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edgar, if you tell me that you know the lyrics to Pig Foot Pete, I'm gonna throw up my hands and surrender.

PIG FOOT PETE
Words - Don Raye - Gene De Paul

Way out in Kansas City on one, two street,
theysay that there's a guy they call Pig Foot Pete.
He plays piano, by ear, and he'll play all night
for pig's feet and beer.
He's "murder" on the eighty eight,
he's the guy who brought the Boogie Woogie up to date.
He's got a cannon, in his left hand,
and a ri- fle, in his right,
he's just a double barrelled "gate",
and he shoots the eight beats to you at a fright'nin' rate.
He's just a solid "wiz", I'll tell you who he is,
he's Pig Foot Pete of Boogie Woogie's elite.
Hishands are just as big as Virginia hams, and
when they go to work they're like battrin' rams,
and when he plays on, that box, the jointrocks!
Until you're beat to your sox.
Wherever boogie, is part of the plan,
you'll find Pig Foot Pete, the Boogie Woogie man.

Oh, my Gawd, djj. Where have you been? I have to laugh listeners. He didn't miss a beat. When I was a kid I thought that battering rams had to do with goats.

As usual, our Raggedy is a hopeless romantic. Don't you love it?

Vivien Leigh? Vivien Leigh? Oh, now I remember her Edgar.



But, don't forget Marlon originated the role of Stanley on stage, and I say no one else no one, should ever play that role.

And yes indeed to ROMANTIC:

I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads

Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type that they classify as quaint

I'm old fashioned
I love the moonlight
I love the old fashioned things

The sound of rain
Upon a window pane
The starry song that April sings

This year's fancies
Are passing fancies
But sighing sighs ,holding hands
These my heart understands

I know I'm old fashioned
But I don't mind it
That's how I want to be
As long as someone at WA2K will agree
To stay old fashioned with me

[Bridge]

I'm old fashioned
But I don't mind it
That's how I want to be
As long as someone at WA2K will agree
To stay old fashioned with me

"..I have always depended on the kindness of strangers..."

" ...I could have been a contenda..."

I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth.

in honour of the grammys

the best use of the names, elvis, james dean, pete rose, roberto clemente and marlon brando in a folk song

and the winner is

Dan Bern - Too Late to Die Young


The day that Elvis died was like a mercy killing
America breathed a sigh of relief
We knew all about the drugs and the Vegas shows
And there wasn't much of anything that looked like grief

And I guess he shoulda done like James Dean did
'Stead of putting on weight and sinking down, down, down
Easier to take if he had just skidded straight
To souvenir city and T-shirt town

And sometimes I wish I was smarter that I am
But I'm on my 3rd city
And I'm on my 4th car
And I'm on my 5th apartment
And so many of my days have sprung

And now it's too late to crash
Too late to burn
Too late to die young

If Pete Rose had exploded like Roberto Clemente
He'd be hanging in the Hall of Fame without fail
Can you name the last good film Marlon Brando made
While trying to keep his kid from going to jail
And the old people in the street are telling you
"Don't become like me" but
Every day you creep a little bit closer

And I guess we shoulda done like James Dean did
'Stead of putting on weight and sinking down, down, down
Easier to take if we'd have had just skidded straight
To souvenir city and T-shirt town

And sometimes I wish I was smarter that I am
But I'm on my 3rd city
And I'm on my 4th car
And I'm on my 5th apartment
And so many of my days have sprung

And now it's too late to crash
Too late to burn
Too late to die
Now its too late to crash
Too late to burn
Too late to die young

I came in with those lyrics, letty, but some bloke beat me to it.

Vivien Leigh did not strike me as doing so great until the mid movie. Then, she started cookin.

some more from mister bern

Dan Bern - Marilyn

Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller
Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller
Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller
Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller

But if she did he'd have taken her to Paris
And if she did she'd have smoked a lot of opium
And if she did she'd have dyed her hair blue
And if she did she might be alive

Oh-oh-o-oh Henry Miller
Oh-oh-o-oh Marilyn Monroe
Oh-oh-o-oh Henry Miller
Oh-oh-o-oh Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller
She lived outside the Tropic of Capricorn
Marilyn Monroe didn't marry Henry Miller
I don't even know if she knew Henry Miller

But if she did he'd a taken her to Paris
And if she did they'd have f**ked every day
And if she did she'd have felt like a woman
Not like a photogragh in a magazine

Oh-oh-o-oh Henry Miller
Oh-oh-o-oh Marilyn Monroe

This is not a knock against Arthur Miller
"Death of a Salesman" is my favorite play
But Marilyn Monroe should have married Henry Miller
And if she did she might be alive

Cause if she did he'd have taken her to Paris
Tied her to the bed and eaten dinner off of her
And okay maybe she'd have died the same, anyway
But if she did she'd have had more fun

Oh-oh-o-oh Henry Miller
Oh-oh-o-oh Marilyn Monroe
Oh-oh-o-oh Henry Miller
Oh-oh-o-oh Marilyn Monroe

++++++++++++++++

Dan Bern - Jerusalem

When I tell you that I love you
Don't test my love
Accept my love, don't test my love
Cause maybe I don't love you all that much

Don't ask what kind of music I'm gonna play tonight
Just stay awhile, hear for yourself awhile
And if you must put me in a box, make sure it's a big box
With lots of windows
And a door to walk through
And a nice high chimney
So we can burn burn burn everything that we don't like
And watch the ashes fly up to Heaven
Maybe all the way to India
I'd like that

All the ancient kings came to my door
They said "Do you want to be an ancient king too?"
I said "Oh yes very much
But I think my timing's wrong"
They said "Time is relative
Or did you misread Einstien"
I said "Do you really mean it?"
They said "What do you think we come here for
Our goddamn health or something?"

Everybody's waiting for the Messiah
The Jews are waiting
The Christians are waiting
Oh so are the Muslims
It's like everybody's waiting
They been waiting a long time
I know how I hate to wait
Like even for a bus or something
An important phone call
So I can imagine how darned impatient
Everyone must be getting

So I think it's time now
Time to reveal myself
I am the Messiah
I am the Messiah

Yes I think you heard me right
I am the Messiah
I was gonna wait till next year
Build up the suspense a little
Make it a really big surprise
But I could not resist
It's like when you got a really big secret
You're just bursting to tell someone
It was kinda like that with this
And now that I've told you
I feel this great weight lifted
Dr. Nusbaum was right
He's my therapist
He said get it out in the open

I spent ten whole days in Jerusalem
Mmmm Jerusalem sweet Jerusalem
And all I ate was olives
Nothing but olives
Mountains of olives
It was a good ten days
I like olives
I like you too

So When I tell you that I love you
Don't test my love
Accept my love, don't test my love
Cause maybe I don't love you all that much

++++++++++++++++++++

Dan Bern - I'm Not the Guy

You can categorize me
Lump me with the others
If that's the way you wanna play
You can say that the way it's been
Is exactly
The way that it's gotta be
And I'll make you feel right
If you gotta feel right
Well if you're willing to live truthfully
I think you'll see
That, Babe, I'm not the guy Who hurt you
Many years ago

I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy

Babe, what are you seeing?
When you look in my eyes
Maybe someone from a magazine
Is that someone who hurt you?
You don't gotta explain it
I used to read that magazine myself
But last night in the kitchen, yeah
I cancelled my subscription, yeah
And maybe you'll believe me, Babe
That you don't need to carry yours
Around anymore

'Cause I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy

I'm not the guy who made you crawl into the shell
I'm not the guy who threw your heart against the wall
I'm not the guy who made you feel like all you did was lost
I'm not the guy who loved you, Babe, and kept his fingers crossed

I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy

I'm not the guy who tried to hide his wedding ring
I'm not the guy who disappeared after the spring
I'm not the guy who took care of you for a weekend stay
I'm not the guy who loved you babe, and took his love away

I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy

I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy
I'm not the guy

+++++++++++++++++++++

Dan Bern - Never Fall in Love

I got thirty six foot insulation in my house
Wear 14 pairs of long underwear
Stick tape inside my ears
Cover myself up with five bedspreads
I spend every morning in an isolation tank
Spend every afternoon high up in a tree
Spend every evening with one of those things over my eyes
Like in virtual reality

And I-I-I-I...I'll never fall in love again

I'll have a walkman on my head every step I take
Put thorazine in my morning coffee break
Won't feed the birds bread boys, let them eat cake
I'll lock my doors click click click bang bang when I'm not awake
When I'm walking down the street
Don't make me meet your sister, Pete
When theres a knock knockin at my door
I'll just sit here on the floor

I run 26 miles a day straight up hills
Work overtime to pay all of my hospital bills
I spray black spraypaint on my windowsills
I'll make a million dollars, leave you out of my will

And I-I-I-I...I'll never fall in love again
I-I-I-I...I'll never fall in love again

++++++++++++++++

Dan Bern - Wasteland

I saw the best of my generation playing pinball
Maked up and caked up and lookin' like some kind of china doll
With all of Adolf Hitler's moves down cold
As they stood up in front of a rock and roll band
And always moving upward and ever upward
To this gentle golden promised land
With the smartest of them all moonlighting as a word processor
And the strongest of them all checking ID's outside saloons
And the prettiest of them all taking off her clothes
In front of men whose eyes look like they were in some
Little hick town near Omaha watching the police chief
Run his car off the side of a bridge
I saw men with dreams like the ones I'd had
Beg quarters outside the 7-11
Till it got so they didn't affect me anymore
Then the mailboxes I'd passed 'cept that sometimes
I'd put something in the mailbox
I'd had the wind at my back
Now I felt it cold in my face
And for an awful long time now you were the only one who ever
Called me late at night and I really never noticed till after
You stopped calling and the emptiness, silence got so heavy

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland
I saw dead Marilyn Monroe strung up on every street corner
In Hollywood like some two bit whore offering a discount rate
And I wondered how Joe Dimagio (sp??) felt
I saw dead James Dean's ghost wandering the sidewalk
Looking troubled and I wondered how his mama felt
I saw signs that said head shots done for cheap
Signs that said extras wanted top dollars paid
Signs for haircuts signs for manicures and
Signs for tanning salons and signs for wardrobe specialists
Signs for cosmetic surgery and signs for assertiveness training
And I stopped to read them all
And every single block looked like every single block
Looked like every single block looked like every single block
Looked like every single block but you kept driving
Cause everyone else kept driving and cause gridlock
Is evil and not knowing your way is evil
And those that had money looked good but weren't too happy
And those who didn't have money didn't look so good
And weren't too happy either and in a city of three million
two hundred and sixty nine thousand nine hundred eighty four
Everyone was lonely

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland

And I watched as everyone I knew spent their lives
Trying to be watched on a stage or watched on a film
Or listened to on a record and they thought well maybe
That way I could get a little love out of this life
And I watched as the best of my generation abandoned their dreams
And settled for making a little money
And I watched TV and read the papers and listened to the radio
And made all the fancy scenes and said all the right words
And wore all the right clothes and knew the names of the hip people
But I still felt out of touch so I stopped watching TV
And reading the papers and listening to the radio
And making the fancy scenes and saying the right words
And wearing the right clothes and knowing the names of the hip people
And I felt more out of touch than ever but I didn't care anymore
And I felt you slipping away, and I felt myself slipping from you
And I wanted more than anything else for it to rain for one
Whole day like it used to but all there ever was was sun
Relentless sun hot beating sun and everyone wore their
Sunglasses and walked around like flies under a magnifying glass
With their eyes removed

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland

WOW! djj is on a roll. The only Bern I know is Eric. Sheeeeeze. Let the games begin.

edgar, you probably have a dial up just as I do. Is djj a bloke? Let me have a butcher's.

well i'm from one of the colonies (former) so i suppose i could be a bloke

I have DSL, but was away for a bit.

Turner Classic Movies 31 Days of Oscar
Monday, February 14

6:00 AM I, Vitelloni ('53)
7:45 AM What Next Corporal Hargrove? ('45)
9:30 AM The Court Martial of Billy Mitchell ('55)
11:30 AM The Ladykillers ('55)
1:15 PM The Road to Utopia ('46)
2:45 PM The Lady Eve ('41)
4:30 PM The Miracle of Morgan's Creek ('44)
6:15 PM The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer ('47)
8:00 PM Lover Come Back ('61)
10:00 PM Green Card ('90)
12:00 AM Crocodile Dundee ('86)
2:00 AM Diner ('82)
4:00 AM ...And Justice for All ('79)

Thanks for the lyrics Letty.
Happy in Copenhagen!!

192 pages of Wa2k..you´re really holding it together.

Jerry Wallace had some nice recordings.



How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the time flies

Seems like heaven
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the time flies

Wonder why when we're alone
The hours always pass so fast
A kiss or two and then you're gone
Gee, the time just doesn't last

If the night would never pass
And the sun would never rise
Not one moment would we waste
But, darling, how the time, it flies

How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the ti-i-i-ime flies

(dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo) (dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo)
(dickey-doo-oo-oo) (locka-day-ay)


How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the ti-i-i-ime flies

jimmie rodgers)

I said t for texas
T for tennessee
Oh, yeah, I said t for texas
T for tennessee
Said, t for old thelma
The gal who made a wreck out of me

Well, if you don't want me momma
You sure don't have to start
Ah, if you don't want me momma
You sure don't have to start
'cause I can get more women
Than a passenger train car

Yeah, I said t for texas
T for tennessee
Whoa, t for texas
T for tennessee
I said, t for old thelma
The gal who made a wreck out of me

I'm gonna buy me a pistol
Just as long as I am tall
I'm going to buy me a pistol
Just as long as I am tall
I'm gonna shoot down old mean thelma
Just to watch her jump and fall

I said t for texas
T for tennessee
I said t for texas
T for tennessee
T for old thelma
The gal who made a wreck out of me

Gonna buy me a shotgun
With a great long shiny barrel, oh yeah
I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
With a great long shiny barrel
Gonna shoot down that rounder
That stole away my girl

I'm going where the water
Tastes like cherry wine
Yeah, I'm going where the water
Tastes like cherry wine
'cause the water down here in georgia
Tastes like turpentine

I said t for texas
T for tennessee
Oh I said, t for texas
T for tennessee
I said t for old thelma
The gal who made a wreck out of me

Birthday Celebs for February 14 and a Happy Valentine's Day to WA2K.

1894 Jack Benny, comedian (Chicago, IL; died 1974)
1921 Hugh Downs, TV journalist (Akron, OH)
1934 Florence Henderson, actress (Dale, IN)
1944 Carl Bernstein, journalist/author (Washington, DC)
1946 Gregory Hines, dancer/actor (New York, NY)
1948 Teller, magician in the duo Penn & Teller (Philadelphia, PA)
1960 Meg Tilly, actress (Texada, British Columbia, Canada)
1964 Zach Galligan, actor (New York, NY)
1972 Drew Bledsoe, football player (Ellensburg, WA)

Remembering:

Good Morning, WA2K!

Hebba, glad you're back in our studios, and any time you desire a song, just give us a holler. <smile>

We do appreciate eoe's continued effort in apprising us of the classics of filmdom as well as our hopeless romantic, Raggedy, who always lets us know of special days. Greg Hines was a fabulous dancer, listeners.

edgar, you are absolutely one in a million. All those songs would put any discographer to shame. Thanks, Texas.

It seems that Ray has swept the grammy's, and I am amazed that Jamie Foxx, of whom I had never heard before Collateral, has burst on to the scene in full force.

Last night I watched The Dead Zone on USA. It was a very good episode involving Johnny Smith's visions of meteorites and flashbacks to an encounter with an American Indian. Pretty good adaptation of Stephen King's book.

It is the purpose of WA2K to be representative of all countries in our virtual world, and so far we have Briton, Germany, Denmark, Canada, and of course, Texas. Hee hee!

To echo Raggedy's sentiment,

Happy Valentine's Day all.

Oops (goddess of discord, I think) I forgot Australia and France. Sorry,