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01/08/17 8:02 PM
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01/08/17 8:15 PM
Member Since: 12/16/99
01/11/17 8:41 PM
If you can play on the fiddleHow's about a British jig and reel?Speaking king's English in quotationAs railhead towns feel the steel mills rust water frozeIn the generationClear as winter iceThis is your paradise
There ain't no need for yaGo straight to hell boys
Why' want to join in a chorusOf the Amerasian blues?When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh CityKiddie say Papa Papa Papa Papa-San take me homeSee me got photo photoPhotograph of youMamma Mamma Mamma-SanOf you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-SanLemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid.It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.
Straight to hellOh Papa-SanPlease take me homeOh Papa-SanEverybody they want to go homeSo Mamma-San says
You want to play mind-crazed banjoOn the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?In Parkland InternationalHah! Junkiedom U.S.A.Where procaine proves the purest rock man grooveAnd rat poisonThe volatile molatov says-
Pssst...Hey Chico we got a message for ya...Vamos vamos muchachoFrom alphabet city all the way a to z, dead, head
Go straight to hell
Can you really cough it up loud and strongThe immigrantsThey want to sing all night longIt could be anywhereMost likely could be any frontierAny hemisphereNo man's land and there ain't no asylum hereKing Solomon he never lived round here
Member Since: 08/04/09
01/11/17 8:55 PM
nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah yeeaah! oh-oh-ohhh-oh-ohhhhh
who wants to grow up? who wants responsibility? oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-wee-ee-ee who wants to show up at work until you’re ninety-three? oh, no, not me! now everybody says you’re runnin’ wild; your teacher’s callin’ you a problem child!
whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhhh (nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run oh, yeeaah!) nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah
you’re just a kid, now, but soon you’ll be a king of hearts. oh, yeah! that girl next door might turn into a work of art! some people sayin’, “put the boy on trial; he’s guilty cuz he’s just a juvenile.”
whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhh (nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run oh, yeeaah!) nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah
you make us crazy, you make us smile. someday you’ll grow up, boy, and you’ll change your style. first, you’ll be married, with kids after a while, and one of them might wanna be a problem child, yeah!
you make us crazy, you make us smile. someday you’ll grow up, boy, and you’ll change your style. first, you’ll be married, with kids after a while, and one of them might wanna be a… (be a… [be a…]) oh, baby…
whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhhh (nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-da-do-run-run oh, yeeaah!) nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhhh whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhhh yeeaah… whoa-oh-oh-oh-ohhh-whoa-ohhh-oh-ohhhh yeeaah…
01/11/17 9:05 PM
01/11/17 9:17 PM
In a place you only dream of, where your soul is always freeSilver stages, golden curtains, filled my head plain as could beAs a rainbow grew around the sun, all my stars above, who diedCame from somewhere beyond the scene you seeThese lovely people played just for me
Now if I let you see this place where stories all ring trueWill you let me past your face to see what's really youIt's not for me I ask this question as though I were a kingFor you have to love, believe and feelBefore the burst of tambourines take you there
Green grass and high tides foreverCastles of stone, soul and gloryLost faces say we adore youAs kings and queens bow and play for you
Those who don't believe me, find your souls and set them freeThose who do, believe and know that time will be your keyTime and time again I've thanked them for a peace of mindThat helped me find myself amongst the music and the rhymeThat enchants you there
Member Since: 01/05/00
01/12/17 6:27 PM
Bagel, Dammit! Bagel!
01/12/17 6:57 PM
Is it fate or random chanceHow can I decideAre we victims of circumstanceWhen destinies collide.
All the odds are against youBut somehow you make it throughYou can rationalize it awayBut it all comes down to youHalf our lives we spend waitingFor the knock upon the doorWhen it comes will it be the oneThat I've been waiting for
Somebody's out there somewhereWaiting for someone to come their waySomebody's out there somewhereI will somehow be somebody's someoneSomeday.
Standing in the shadowsHiding from the lightReach out in the darknessAnd hold on for your lifeAll the fear of the futureAll the loneliness insideWhen the moment of truth arrives heyYou can run but you can hide.
01/12/17 7:36 PM
01/13/17 5:44 PM
Driving in to Darlington CountyMe and Wayne on the Fourth of JulyDriving in to Darlington CountyLooking for some work on the county lineWe drove down from New York CityWhere the girls are pretty but they just want to know your nameDriving in to Darlington CityGot a union connection with an uncle of Wayne'sWe drove 800 miles without seeing a copWe got rock and roll music blasting off the T-top, singing...
Sha la la, sha la la la laSha la la la, la la laSha la la, sha la la la laSha la la la, la la la
Hey little girl, standing on the cornerToday's your lucky day for sure, all rightMe and my buddy, we're from New York CityWe got two hundred dollars, we want to rock all nightGirl, you're looking at two big spendersWhy, the world don't know what me and Wayne might doOur pa's each own one of the World Trade CentersFor a kiss and a smile, I'll give mine all to youCome on baby, take a seat on my fenderIt's a long night, and tell me, what else were you gonna do?Just me and you, we could
Little girl, sitting in the windowAin't seen my buddy in seven daysCounty man tells me the same thingHe don't work and he don't get paidLittle girl, you're so young and prettyWalk with me and you can have your wayAnd we'll leave this Darlington CityFor a ride down that Dixie Highway
Driving out of Darlington CountyMy eyes seen the glory of the coming of the LordDriving out of Darlington CountySeen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper's Ford
01/13/17 6:09 PM
I Look Like an Egg
01/13/17 6:12 PM
Mama's got a squeeze boxShe wears on her chestAnd when daddy comes homeHe never gets no rest'Cause she's playing all nightAnd the music's all rightMama's got a squeeze boxDaddy never sleeps at night
Well the kids don't eatAnd the dog can't sleepThere's no escape from the musicIn the whole damn street'Cause she's playing all nightAnd the music's all rightMama's got a squeeze boxDaddy never sleeps at night
She goes in and out and inAnd out and in and out and in and outShe's playing all nightAnd the music's all rightMama's got a squeeze boxDaddy never sleeps at night
She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze meCome on and tease me like you doI'm so in love with youMama's got a squeeze boxDaddy never sleeps at night
Member Since: 05/06/02
01/13/17 6:38 PM
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01/14/17 12:36 PM
And this I know his teeth as white as snowWhat a gas it was to see himWalk her everyday into a shady placeWith her lips she said
She said, "Hey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ballHey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ballHey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ball"
Gigantic, gigantic, giganticA big, big loveGigantic, gigantic, giganticA big, big love
Lovely legs there areWhat a big black mass, what a hunk of loveHe'll walk her every day into a shady placeLike the dark, but I'd want him
"Hey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ballHey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ballHey Paul, hey Paul, hey PaulLet's have a ball"
Gigantic, gigantic, giganticA big, big love
01/14/17 12:39 PM
01/14/17 12:45 PM
Member Since: 12/14/99
01/16/17 9:23 PM
01/16/17 9:31 PM
Can't stand it when you're awayWithout a doubt,You're the best thing that's happened to meYeah baby, and I just can't waitTo have you by my sideYou know whenever you're aroundA smile is all that you're gonna seeCause you make me feel so good insideAnd there is no doubt, yeah I'm satisfied
I know that I won't find a better loveI got a love that other girls dream of
We got a love thangFeels so good to meThis is our thangThat's how a love should be
We got a, we got a loveWe got a, we got a loveWe got a, that's how a love should be
I used to be lonelyCause I couldn't find someoneThat I could call my ownOh no, suddenly you stepped in my lifeNow you're here with me andAll my lonely days are goneI don't know if it's wrong or rightBut it's better than a lonely night
01/16/17 9:45 PM
01/16/17 10:01 PM
I could see it was a rough-cut TuesdaySlow-motion weekdays stare me downHer lipstick reflex got me woundThere were no defects to be foundSnapshot image froze without a sound
Thursday mornin' was a hot flash-factorHer face still focused in my mindTest-strip proof-sheet love is hard to findFriday night, we'll dance the spotlight grindStop-time heart for me if she's not mine
Freeze-frame! (Freeze-frame!) [x3]Freeze-frame! Now Freeze!
Now I'm lookin' at a flashback SundayZoom lens feelings just won't disappearClose-up darkroom sweet-talk in my earHer hot-spot love for me is strongThis freeze-frame moment can't be wrong
Freeze-frame, freeze-frame, freeze-frameFreeze-frame, start to freeze, freeze, freeze
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