Originally Posted By LacyBelle Ouija board Would you work for me ? I have got to say Hello To an old friend Ouija board, ouija board, ouija board Would you work for me ? I have got to get through To a good friend Well, she has now gone From this Unhappy Planet With all the carnivores And the destructors of it Ouija board, ouija board, ouija board Would you help me ? Because I still do feel So horribly lonely Would you, ouija board Would you, ouija board Would you help me ? And I just can't find My place in this world She has now gone From this Unhappy Planet With all the carnivores And the destructors of it Oh hear my voice ("hear my voice") Oh hear my voice ("hear my voice") Hear my voice ("hear my voice") Hear my voice ("hear my voice") The table is rumbling ... The table is rumbling The glass is moving "No, I was NOT pushing that time" It spells : S.T.E.V.E.N The table is rumbling The glass is moving "No, I was NOT pushing that time" : P.U.S.H.O. double F. Well, she has now gone From this Unhappy Planet With all the carnivores And the destructors of it ~Morrissey
Originally Posted By chickendumpling I'll be your candle on the water My love for you will always burn I know you're lost and drifting But the clouds are lifting Don't give up you'll have somewhere to turn I'll be your candle on the water 'Till ev'ry wave is warm and bright My soul is there beside you Let this candle guide you Soon you'll see a golden stream of light A cold and friendless tide has found you Don't let the stormy darkness pull you down I'll paint a ray of hope around you Circling in the air Lighted by a prayer I'll be your candle on the water This flame inside of me will grow Keep holding on you'll make it Here's my hand so take it Look for me reaching out to show As sure as rivers flow I'll never let you go I'll never let you go I'll never let you go...
Originally Posted By chickendumpling But since I was young, good Lord there's one spot One little bit of Heaven on my tongue Why it's... Poddamaquassy, no, no... Paquamasoddy, no, Passamamassy, uh, Quoddamapoddy p...p...Passamadaddy, uh, Quoddamapassy, uh, Passamahoddy? Oh, I know! It's Passamashloddy! Townsfolk: No, it's Passamaquoddy!
Originally Posted By chickendumpling Pete: He has the head of a camel, the neck of a crocodile Nora: It sounds rather strange Pete: He's both a fish and a mammal And I hope he'll never change 'Cause it's not easy To find someone who cares Nora: It's not easy to find magic in pairs Pete: I'm glad I found him I love him, I won't let him get away 'Cause it's not easy. Nora: You say the head of a camel The neck of a crocodile Pete: And the ears of a cow! Nora: It's clear that friends can be different Yes, I understand you now Both: It's not easy to find someone who cares It's not easy to find magic in pairs Nora: Now that you have him, hold him Treasure him from day to day. It's so easy. Nora: Life is lollipops and raindrops with the one you love Someone you can always be with Argue and agree with Pete: Climb the highest tree with. Both: It's not easy to share somebody's dream It gets easy When you work as a team Nora: You've got to tend it, fan it Pete: That's what I plan to do. Oh, I had one friend by my side.... Now I have two... Him and you... Nora: Him and me... Both: And it's so easy.
Originally Posted By chickendumpling What the world needs now is love, sweet love It's the only thing that there's just too little of What the world needs now is love, sweet love, No not just for some but for everyone. What the world needs now is love, sweet love It's the only thing that there's just too little of What the world needs now is love, sweet love, No, not just for some but for everyone. Lord, we don't need another mountain, There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb There are oceans and rivers enough to cross, Enough to last till the end of time. What the world needs now is love, sweet love No, not just for some but for everyone. What the world needs now is love, sweet love It's the only thing that there's just too little of What the world needs now is love, sweet love, No, not just for some, oh, but just for Every, every, everyone.
Originally Posted By chickendumpling I left, out of Tucson, with no destination in mind. I was runnin' from trouble and the jail-term the Judge had in mind. And the border meant freedom, a new life, romance, And that's why I thought I should go, And start my life over on the seashores of old Mexico. My first night in Juarez, lost all the money I had. One bad senorita made use of one innocent lad. But I must keep on runnin'; it's too late to turn back: I'm wanted in Tucson, I'm told. Yeah, an' things'll blow over on the seashores of old Mexico. Two Mexican farmers en route to a town I can't say, Let me ride on the back of a flatbed half-loaded with hay. Down through Durango, Palima, Palmira, Then in the Manzanio, Where I slept in the sunshine on the seashores of old Mexico. After one long siesta, I came wide awake in the night. I was startled by someone who shadowed the pale moonlight. My new-found companion, one young senorita, Who offered a broken hello, To the gringo she found on the seashores of old Mexico. She spoke of Sonora and swore that she'd never return, For her Mexican husband, she really had no great concern. 'Cause she loved the gringo, my red hair and lingo: That's all I needed to know. Yeah, I found what I needed on the seashores of old Mexico. Yeah, she loved the gringo, my red hair and lingo: That's all I needed to know, ha, ha. Yeah, I found what I needed on the seashores of old Mexico.
Originally Posted By chickendumpling You can spend your whole life building Something from nothin' One storm can come and blow it all away Build it anyway You can chase a dream That seems so out of reach And you know it might never come your way Dream it anyway God is great But sometimes life ain't good And when I pray It doesn't always turn out like I think it should But I do it anyway I do it anyway This world's gone crazy It's hard to believe That tomorrow will be better than today Believe it anyway You can love someone with all your heart For all the right reasons In a moment they can choose to walk away Love 'em anyway God is great But sometimes life ain't good And when I pray It doesn't always turn out like I think it should But I do it anyway I do it anyway You can pour your soul out singing A song you believe in That tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang Sing it anyway Yea - sing it anyway I sing I dream I love Anyway
Originally Posted By chickendumpling Who draws the crowd and plays so loud, Baby its the guitar man. Whos gonna steal the show, you know Baby its the guitar man, He can make you love, he can make you cry He will bring you down, then hell get you high Somethin keeps him goin, miles and miles a day To find another place to play. Night after night who treats you right, Baby its the guitar man Whos on the radio, you go listen To the guitar man Then he comes to town, and you see his face, And you think you might like to take his place Somethin keeps him driftin miles and miles away Searchin for the songs to play. Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along, You want to get the meaning out of each and evry song Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own And take them home. He can make you love, he can get you high He will bring you down, then hell make you cry Somethin keeps him movin, but no one seems to know What it is that makes him go. Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin But he never seems to notice hes just got to find Another place to play, Anyway got to play, anyway got to play. - The Guitar Man Bread
Originally Posted By wendebird I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel There's a voice in my head that drives my heel It's my baby callin', says I need you here And it's a half past four and I'm shiftin' gear When she is lonely and the longing gets too much She sends a cable comin' in from above Don't need no phone at all We've got a thing that's called Radar Love We've got a wave in the air, Radar Love The radio is playing some forgotten song Brenda Lee's comin' on strong The road has got me hypnotized And I'm speedin' into a new sunrise When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough She sents her comfort comin' in from above We don't need no letter at all We've got a thing that's called Radar Love We've got a line in the sky No more speed, I'm almost there Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care Last car to pass, here I go And the line of cars drove down real slow (woah) And the radio played that forgotten song Brenda Lee's comin' on strong And the newsman sang his same song Oh one more radar lover gone When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough She sents her comfort comin' in from above We don't need no letter at all We've got a thing that's called Radar Love We've got a line in the sky We've got a thing that's called Radar Love We've got a thing that's called Radar Love
Originally Posted By alexbook The elusive butterfly has just tip-toed past my door. My buddy likes the Yankees. She says, “Hey, T-Bone, what’s the score?†And I say, “Well, Reggie got 1 and 1 in 3 and 25 is 6 to 4.†Is the left wing really pinko? Colonel Sanders, what a bore. You ask so many questions. What answers should I choose? Is this schizoid paranoia, or just existential blues? The amenities of life have been chasing my soul, And my mind is transcendental and I’m losing all control, And I’m sinking in the quagmire of illusions and Thoreau. I cry out, “My name is T-Bone,†as a hound dog digs a hole. You ask so many questions. What answers should I choose? Is this Plato’s heebie-jeebies, or just existential blues? Sailing, sailing, what is illusion, what is truth? Sailing, sailing, over the existential blues. God bless America, and Old Glory, too. May she always wave o’er us with the red, white, and existential blues. Bom-diddy-bom-de-bom-diddy-bom, ding-de-ding, existential blues. You can do what you want but lay off my existential blues, My blue suede existential blues. Some girl with psychic powers, she says, “T-Bone, what’s your sign?†I blink and answer, “Neon.†I thought I’d blow her mind. She’s reading “Moby Dick†by some fruitcake named Herman. She’s chomping on a knockwurst. Was the Duchess really German? You ask so many questions. What answers should I choose? Is this really Butte, Montana, or just existential blues? --Tom “T-Bone†Stankus, “Existential Bluesâ€
Originally Posted By chickendumpling George, George George of the Jungle, Strong as he can be. (Ahhhhhhhh) Watch out for that tree. George, George, George of the Jungle, Lives a life that's free. (Ahhhhhhhh) Watch out for that tree. When he gets in a scrape, he makes his escape with the help of his friend, an ape named Ape. Then away he'll schlep on his elephant Shep While Fella and Ursula Stay in step. Well....George, George George of the Jungle, Friend to you and me. Watch out for that tree.
Originally Posted By chickendumpling Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained It rode us all the way into New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew, yeah Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues You know, feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it But I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah Lord, I call him my lover, call him my man I said I call him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord! La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
Originally Posted By chickendumpling I'll always remember, the song they were playing, The first time we danced and I knew As we swayed to the music, and held to each other, I fell in love with you Could I have this dance for the rest of my life, Could you be my partner every night, when we're together it feels so right, Could I have this dance for the rest of my life I'll always remember, that magic moment, When I held you close to me As we move together, I knew forever, you're all I'll ever need Could I have this dance for the rest of my life, Could you be my partner every night, when we're together it feels so right, Could I have this dance for the rest of my life Could I have this dance for the rest of my life, Could you be my partner every night, when we're together it feels so right, Could I have this dance for the rest --of --my life
Originally Posted By chickendumpling My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away But every now and then you come to mind Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game But when your name was called, you found a place to hide When you knew that I was always on your side Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent But your demons and your angels reappeared Leavin' all the traces of the man you thought you'd be Leavin' me with no place left to go from here Leavin' me so many questions all these years But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally This isn't how it's really meant to be No it isn't how it's really meant to be Well they say that love is in the air, but never is it clear, How to pull it close and make it stay Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away And I'm left to carry on and wonder why Even through it all, I'm always on your side But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are we left to wonder, all alone, eternally But is this how it's really meant to be No is it how it's really meant to be Well if they say that love is in the air, never is it clear How to pull it close and make it stay If butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away Leavin' me to carry on and wonder why Was it you that kept me wondering through this life When you know that I was always on your side - Always On Your Side Sheryl Crow and Sting
Originally Posted By chickendumpling I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don't bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok But that's not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin' to do It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I'm doin' It It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That's what I was trying to do - What Hurts the Most Rascal Flatts
Originally Posted By DAR Well me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots My luck was so good I could do no wrong I jest kept on rollin' and controllin' them bones And finally they jest threw up their hands and said "When you hot, you hot" I said "Yeah?" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not Put all the money in and let's roll 'em again When you're hot, you're hot (La la la la la la la) (La la la la la) (La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot) Well, now every time I rolled them dice I'd win And I was just gettin' ready to roll 'em again When I heard somethin' behind me I turned around and there was a big old cop He said "Hello, boys" and then he gave us a grin 'n' said "Look like I'm gonna hafta haul you all in And keep all that money for evidence" I said, "Well, son when you hot, you hot" He said "Yeah" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not You can 'splain it all down at City Hall I say, yeah, when you're hot, you're hot You're hot (La la la la la la la) (La la la la la) (La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot) Well, when he took us inta court I couldn't believe my eyes The judge was a fishin' buddy that I recognized I said "Hey, judge, old buddy, old pal" "I'll pay ya that hundred I owe ya if you'll get me outta this spot" So he gave my friends a little fine to pay He turned around and grinned at me and said "Ninety days, Jerry, when you hot, you hot" 'N' I said "Thanks a lot" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not He let my friends go free and throwed the book at me He said "Well, when you're hot, you're hot" I said, "Well I'll tell ya one thing judge, old buddy, old pal If you wasn't wearin' that black robe I'd take out in back of this courthouse And I'd try a little bit of your honor on You understand that, you hillbilly? Who gonna collect my welfare?" (When you're hot, you're hot) "Pay for my Cadillac? Whadda you mean 'contempt of court'?" (When you're hot, you're hot) "Judge" "O Judge!"
Originally Posted By DAR I was on the outskirts of a little southern town Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down The old CB was blarin' away on Channel 1-9 When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line And he said breaker 1-9 is anyone there Come on back truckers and talk to Teddy Bear I keyed the mike and I said you got it Teddy Bear And the little boy's voice came back on the air Appreciate the breaker who we got on that end I told him my handle and then he began Though I'm not supposed to bother you fellows out there Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air But you see I get lonely and it helps to talk Cause that's about all I can do I'm crippled and I can't walk I came back and told him to fire up that mike And I'd talk to him as long as he'd liked This was my dad's radio the little boy said But I guess it's mine and mom's now cause my daddy's dead Dad had a wreck about a month ago He was tryin' to get home in a blinding snow Mom has to work now to make ends meet And I'm not much help with my two crippled feet She says not to worry that we'll make it alright But I hear her cryin' sometimes late at night You know there's one thing I want more than anything else to see Oh I know you guys are too busy to bother with me But you see my dad used to take me for rides when he was home But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone Not one breaker came on the old CB as that little crippled boy talked with me I tried hard to swallow a lump just wouldn't stay down As I thought about my boy back in Greenville town Dad was gonna take mom and me with him later on this year Why I remember him sayin' someday This old truck will be yours Teddy Bear But I know now I'll never get a ride on 18-wheeler again But this old base'll keep me in touch with all my trucker friends Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone Cause it's about time for mom to come home But you give me shout when you're passin' through And I'll surely be happy to come back to you Well I came back and I said before you go 10-10 What's your home 20 little CB friend He gave me his address and I didn't once hesitate Cause this hot load of freight would just have to wait I turened that truck around on a dime And headed straight for Jackson Street 229 And as I rounded the corner oh I got one the heck of a shock 18-wheeler were lined up for three city blocks I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call And that little crippled boy was havin' a ball For as fast as one driver would carry him in Another would carry him to his truck and take off again Well you better believe I took my turn rifin' Teddy Bear And then carried him back in and put him down in his chair And buddy if I never live to see happiness again I want you to know I saw it that day in the face of that little man We took up a collection for him before his mama got home And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone He shook my hand with a mile long grin and said so long trucker I'll catch you again Ah I hit that Interstate with tears in my eyes I turned on the radio and I got another surprice Breaker 1-9 came the voice on the air Just one word of thanks from mama Teddy Bear We wish each and everyone a special prayer for you Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true I'll sign off now before I start to cry may God ride with you 10-4 and goodbye.
Originally Posted By Deogges Mom Uh, Breaker One-Nine, this here's the Rubber Duck You got a copy on me Pig-Pen? C'mon Uh, yeah 10-4 Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure By golly it's clean clear to Flag-Town, C'mon Uh, yeah, that's a big 10-4 Pig-Pen, Yeah, we definitely got us the front door good buddy, Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy Was the dark of the moon, on the sixth of June In a Kenworth, pullin' logs Cabover Pete with a reefer on And a Jimmy haulin' hogs We 'as headin' fer bear on I-One-Oh 'Bout a mile outta Shaky-Town I sez Pig-Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck An' I'm about to put the hammer on down Cause we gotta little ol' convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta little ol' convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way We're gonna roll this truckin' convoy, cross the USA Convoy... Convoy... Uh, breaker Pig-Pen, this here's The Duck Uh, you wanna back off them hogs 10-4, 'bout five mile or so, 10-roger Them hogs is gittin' in-tense up here By the time we got into Tulsa-Town We had eighty-five trucks in all But they's a road block up on the clover leaf An' them bears 'as wall to wall Yeah them smokies 'as thick as bugs on a bumper They even had a bear-in-the-air I sez callin' all trucks, this here's The Duck We about to go a huntin' bear Cause we gotta great big convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta great big convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way We're gonna roll this truckin' convoy, cross the USA Convoy... Convoy... Uh, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that Pig-Pen? Uh, negatory Pig-Pen, yer still too close Yeah, them hogs is startin' close up my sinuses Mercy sakes, you better back off another ten Well we rolled up interstate fourty-four Like a rocket sled on rails We tore up all a our swindle sheets An' left 'em settin' on the scales By the time we hit that Chi-Town Them bears was a gittin' smart They'd brought up some reinforcements From the Illinois National Guard There 'as armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps An' rigs of every size Yeah them chicken coops 'as full a bears An' choppers filled the skies Well we shot the line, an' we went for broke With a thousand screamin' trucks And eleven long-haired friends of Jesus In a chartreusse microbus Hey Sod Buster, listen You wanna put that microbus in behind the suicide jockey? Yeah, he's haulin dynamite He needs all the help he can git Well we laid a strip fer the Jersey Shore An' prepared to cross the line I could see the bridge 'as lined with bears But I didn't have a doggone dime I sez Pig-Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck We just ain't a gonna pay no toll So we crashed the gate doin' ninety-eight I sez, let them truckers roll, 10-4 Cause we gotta mighty convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta mighty convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna git in our way We're gonna roll this truckin' convoy, cross the USA Convoy... Convoy... Uh, 10-4 Pig-Pen, what's yer 20? Omaha?! Well they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer sure Well mercy sakes alive good buddy We gonna back on outta here So keep the bugs off yer glass An' the bears off yer... tail We gonna catch ya on the flip-flop This here's the Rubber Duck on the side We gone Bye, Bye...
Originally Posted By Deogges Mom We all came out to montreux On the lake geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didnt have much time Frank zappa and the mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the sky We ended up at the grand hotel It was empty cold and bare But with the rolling truck stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know well never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
