I do: Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long there is time to kill today And then one day you find that ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
I heard this in 1973 and since then have lived every minute of every day as if there was no tomorrow. Happy Thanksgiving.
I like these lyrics
“Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me Fill my heart with song and let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you”
Ooooooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Everythin', everythin', everythin's gonna be alright this mornin' Ooh yeah, whoaw Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five My mother said I was, gonna be the greatest man alive But now I'm a man, way past 21 Want you to believe me baby, I had lot's of fun I'm a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy I'm a man I'm a full grown man I'm a man I'm a natural born lovers man I'm a man I'm a rollin' stone I'm a man I'm a hoochie coochie man
Sittin' on the outside, just me and my mate You know I'm made to move you honey, Come up two hours late Wasn't that a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy I'm a man I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone Man-child I'm a hoochie coochie man
The line I shoot will never miss When I make love to a woman, She can't resist I think I go down, To old Kansas Stew I'm gonna bring back my second cousin, That little Johnny Cocheroo All you little girls, Sittin'out at that line I can make love to you woman, In five minutes time Ain't that a man I spell mmm, aaa child, nnn That represents man No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy Man I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone I'm a man-child I'm a hoochie coochie man Well, well, well, well Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Don't hurt me, don't hurt me child Don't hurt me, don't hurt, don't hurt me child Well, well, well, well
Yeah
Good warmup song for the club. Muddy Waters. King of the blues and a dude that got a shit load of pussy.
“Hear me, heathens and wizards And serpents of sin! All your dastardly doings are past For a holy endeavor is now to begin And virtue shall triumph at last!”
This song has served me well in going to SC's.
Billy Bragg – The Saturday Boy Lyrics I'll never forget the first day I met her That september morning was clear and fresh The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes And the way she rubbed herself Against the edge of my desk She became a magic mystery to me And we'd sit together in double History twice a week And some days we'd walk the same way home And it's surprising how quick A little rain can clear the streets We dreamed of her and compared our dreams But that was all that I ever tasted She lied to me with her body you see I lied to myself 'bout the chances I'd wasted
The times we were close Were far and few between In the darkness at the dances in the school canteen Did she close her eyes like I did As we held each other tight And la la la la la la la la means I love you
She danced with me and I still hold that memory Soft and sweet And I stare up at her window As I walk down her street But I never made the first team, I just made the first team laugh And she never came to the phone She was always in the bath I had to look in the dictionary To find out the meaning of unrequited While she was giving herself for free At a party to which I was never invited
Ooh Eeh Ooh Ah Aah Ting Tang Walla Walla Bing Bang
“To fight for the right Without question or pause To be willing to march into hell For a heavenly cause And I know If I'll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart Will lie peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest“
Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday Flagooner. Happy Birthday to you.
Not that it means a lot, i've just heard it a lot.
"Saturday Boy" --- always remember you are a "customer"
personally: "Gotta Kill Captain Stupid" (edited lyrics)
[Mike Muir/Mike Clark]
Ah damn, we got a lot of stupid people Doing a lot of stupid things Thinking a lot of stupid thoughts And if you want to see one Just look in the mirror
Brothers killing brothers, what up with that? Can't you see they're laughing, that ain't funny Babies making babies, that ain't love You just got screwed over, get some respect
And I don't understand why People be bringin' Captain Stupid in their lives Treating him like a superhero Glorifying him when he ain't nothing but a superpunk And you see, you're the one who's gonna have to stop him 'Cause you're the one that started him
Oh, what's that? So now you say life sucks Well, ninety-nine percent of it's What you make of it... So if your life sucks, you suck
What's that crap you're smoking, playing the fool Waste your life for nothing, when you're something What the hell you thinking, mind pollution Got to get back control, it's your life fool
What's that now? Ah, so you're scared to do something about it Well, you better be scared not to do something about it Because if you don't kill Captain Stupid Captain Stupid gonna kill you Got to kill Captain Stupid...fool
Tom Petty: "I'm so tired of being tired, as sure as night will follow day. Most of the things I worry about never happen, anyway."
The Bruisers -"These Two Boots of Mine"
These two boots of mine have brought me a long way Through rain and sunshine, Through badlands and better days Well I've seen a thousand faces, and I'll see a thousand more This life is a long journey- And it's not over that's for sure
So just remember when you're lying With your back against the floor And someone yells surrender But you want to fight more Just remember that feeling Gonna keep you alive Get you over hurdles and through struggles in your life So life throws you a curve and you don't know if you'll survive You withdraw from yourself; your luck has taken a dive You think to yourself, Could this really be the end You try to find your faith, But it's gone like a lost friend So just remember when you're lying With your back against the floor And someone yells surrender But you want to fight more Just remember that feeling Gonna keep you alive Get you over hurdles and through struggles in your life
It’s an old John Cougar Mellencamp song - but it hit home back when I first heard it - and the lyrics still hit home.
Oh yeah He says: "life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone" Oh, let it rock, let it roll Let the bible belt come and save my soul Holdin' on to sixteen as long as you can Change is coming 'round real soon Make us woman and man Oh yeah, life goes on A little ditty 'bout Jack and Diane Two American kids doin' the best they can
Judas Priest - " some heads are gonna roll "
Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Maggie's Farm by Bob Dylan
The lyrics above sounded a little off. This is from the Bob Dylan official site:
Well, I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while you slave and I just get bored I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
2 Live Crews “Pop That Pussy”.
PLs are special with their own brand of misery, from being alone too long. You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightman, knowing damn well that your best days are gone. Picking up hookers instead of my pen, I let the words of my years fade away. Old worn-out bar stools and 'old worn-out memories with no one and no place to stay.
I'm looking for hard headed woman One who'll take me for myself And if I find my hard headed woman I won't need nobody else, no no no! I'm looking for hard headed woman (headed woman) One who'll make me do my best And if I find my hard headed woman I know the rest of my life will be blessed yes (yes) yes yes I know a lot of fancy dancers People who can glide you on the floor They move so smooth but have no answers (Ooo oooo oo oo) When you ask them - What you come here for? I don't know - Why? I know! Many fine feathered friends But their friendliness depends on how you do They know! Many sure fired ways to find out the one who pays and how you do I'm looking for hard headed woman (headed woman) One who will make me fell so goo-oo-oood And if I find my hard headed woman I know my life will be as it should yes yes yes I'm looking for hard headed woman (headed woman) One who'll make me do my best And if I find my hard headed woman...
For life is quite absurd And death's the final word You must always face the curtain with a bow Forget about your sin Give the audience a grin Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow
I always found that song sad but if it works for you I say “brilliant!”
Eat some turkey and have fun! ;)