The sun'll come out, tomorrow. Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun . . .
Bet your BOTTOM DOLLAR
You'll lose your blues
in Chicago, Chicago \
--Frank
A man
drives a plane
into the
Chrysler building
Saskatoon is in the room
Poulsbo is in the room
Bennetsville is in the room
Palmyra is in the room
Is Chicago!
Is not Chicago!
Is Chicago!
Is not Chicago!
A man
cuts in half
just like he
snaps a pencil
Khartoum is in the room
Phnom Penh is in the room
Pyongyang is in the room
Cairo is in the room
Is Chicago!
Is not Chicago!
Is Chicago!
Is not Chicago
nimh wrote:A man drives a plane
into the Chrysler building
thats from '94, soul coughing.
I"m leaving on a jet plane. Don't know when I'll be back again.
You can't hop a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
I guess I'll be on my way
In the early morning rain
whew!
In a white ROOM
With black curtains
---Cream
Curtains up! Light the lights! You've got nothing to hit but the heights! You'll be swell. Wait and see. There's the bell. Follow me. And nothing's gonna stop up us till we're through. Honey, everything's coming up roses, for me and for you!
The bells are ringing
For me and my gal
re: EARLY MORNING rain ->
It's early in the morning
About a quarter till three
I'm sittin' here talkin' with my baby
Over cigarettes and coffee, now
And to tell you that
Darling I've been so satisfied
Honey since I met you
Baby since I met you, ooh
It's so early, so early in the morning
So early, so early in the morning
And I've got you
And you've got me
And we'll have each other
And we don't, we don't want nothing but joy, y'all
Nothing but joy...
ok, i was late ... but i guess i was still pretty much in tune with dupre's latest, too ;-)
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea. Joy to you and me
Ya know I love the ladies. Love to have my fun.
They're writing songs of love
But not FOR ME....
I write the songs that make the whole world sing. I write the songs of love and special things.
I'm special
So special
I've got to have
Some of your attention
Give it to me
Brass in Pocket
The Pretenders
You never should have promised
Give it here
Never gonna give you up
No matter how you treat me
Girl, you treat me bad and I know why
Yeah, I've seen you runnin' around with another guy
And you think if you hurt me that I'll go away
But I made it up in my mind that I'm here to stay
("Don't you understand / what you're doing to the man")
. . . with some other GUY that you knew before. Between the two of us, you know I love you more.
I heard it through the Grapevine. Not much longer would you be mine.
You're mine
And we belong together
