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I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
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« Reply #50 on: May 10, 2008, 09:15:03 PM »

Would that you could touch this angel in a clutch of snakes.
Oh pretty, pretty, I'm aflame.
So excited, so unslept.
Somewhat littered, so unswept.
You have to sleep before you wake.
I am spilled and poured.
I am peeled and cored.
I am hanging from the floor.
Flicker like a freak through a sleepless week
In a black cell of forever.
There's a point to this.
A point I think I often miss.
Oh clever, clever, where's your heart?
You can turn a phrase until it reads a million ways.
It makes no sense but it's as good as it is sad.
I am sad, elated.
I am segregated.
There's this stitching and it's itching.
All my friends are dead.
Asleep in distant beds.
At least these enemies stay close.
Take me to the pretty ones.
I want to be a pretty one.
Sign me to a nice girl so she can ruin me eternally.
They offered me a million bucks.
All I want's a steady fuck.
Oh steady, steady, where are you?
Channer surf a sea of static,
See the prize but you can't have it.
There's something thankless in a wish fulfilled.
I am thrilled and bored.
I am unskilled, adored.
All of both and none of one.
I would kill for more.
I haven't killed before.
I could set this heart on stun.
Take me to the pretty ones.
I want to be original.
Sign me to a nice girl so I can sing her something meaningful.
In my perfect world I'd be signed to a nice girl.
It would cost one million kisses.
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« Reply #51 on: May 10, 2008, 09:26:58 PM »

Juggleness

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« Reply #52 on: May 10, 2008, 11:17:50 PM »

Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train
   'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
   In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive
   By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember oh so well

   The night they drove Old Dixie down and the bells were ringing
   The night they drove Old Dixie down and the people were singin', they went   
   La-la-la  la-la-la,  la-la-la  la-la-la,  la-la-la-la

   Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me
   "Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
   Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good
   Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest
   But they should never have taken the very best

   The night they drove old Dixie down and the bells were ringing
   The night they drove old Dixie down and all the people were singin', they went   
   Na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na-na

   Like my father before me, I will work the land
   And like my brother before me, who took a rebel stand

   He was just eighteen, proud and brave 
   But a Yankee laid him in his grave
   I swear by the mud below my feet
   You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat

   The night they drove old Dixie oown and the bells were ringing
   The night they drove old Dixie down and all the people were singin', they went   
   Na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na-na

   The night they drove old Dixie down and all the bells were ringing
   The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singin', they went   
   Na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na  na-na-na,  na-na-na-na
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« Reply #53 on: May 10, 2008, 11:26:36 PM »

There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the Rising sun.
Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
And God I know I'm one.

Oh mother, tell your children,
Not to do what I have done.
You spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the Rising Sun.

Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising sun.
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
And God I know I'm one.
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« Reply #54 on: May 11, 2008, 12:24:24 PM »

I love this song:

the truth comes out as the fire burns low
it comes to light as only embers glow
the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night

the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut
kindling crackles and the smoke curls up
the small sticks catch then the bigger stuff will burn

chinook dies down as the dark descends
pine has burned, the ash has cleansed
the message smolders, is lost, but finally sent

connie says she's never seen the cougars so bold
they're comin in the yard and they're stealin young colts
they drag em in the brush with the claws sunk in their nose

the weather's been funny thirty years or so
the winters got warm, not as much snow
hear the big cats comin cuz there's nowhere left to go

you gotta look out for bear when you’re fishing on lee’s creek
they’ll come round the bend and they’ll make your knees weak
there’s grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before

half heard voices from the ghosts, from the graves
the grandfathers tell us at the mouths of the caves
only old chiefs older than jesus can save us now, if we're lucky

white man light a big fire, stay cold
the red man's warmer, but the old man's old
the antelope seeks the buffalo in the night

the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night

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« Reply #55 on: May 11, 2008, 08:25:04 PM »

Nuke King Mannon
The Man of all years?
Nuke King Mannon
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I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
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« Reply #56 on: May 12, 2008, 02:22:52 AM »

I went to a party last night.
What sick things I saw.
Makeout sessions and bicycle messengers,
Punks and art school dropouts.
I ran into this guy I knew
But hadn't seen in years.
We went into the neon kitchen and stole a couple beers.
He said his girl had dumped him
But there was another guy.
He said that he still liked her.
All I could say was,
"Why, why, oh why, oh why,
Why is it always like this?
Either you're too mean, or you're too nice."
He said, "I even cooked her breakfast."
So we went into the living room.
Someone was blasting Zeppelin.
It sounded good.
I felt ashamed.
I knew every drum fill.
Anyway, there she sat,
Totally kissing this guy.
They looked good, I mean like in love.
Then I remembered my friend.
He said, "How could you do this?
You said that you needed your space.
He's wearing the shirt that I gave you."
Then she said, "Why, why, oh why, oh why,
Why are you always like this?
If I'm having fun then it's breaking your heart.
Besides, you said I could have it."
Then the cops showed up.
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« Reply #57 on: May 12, 2008, 01:03:18 PM »



"Ball of Confusion" by the Temptations

1, 2... 1, 2, 3, 4, Ow!
People moving out, people moving in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run but you sure can't hide.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Vote for me and I'll set you free.
Rap on, brother, rap on.

Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the...(preacher.)
And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the...(teacher.)
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration, Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to our nation.

Ball of confusion.
Oh yeah, that's what the world is today.
Woo, hey, hey.

The sale of pills are at an all time high.
Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky.
The cities ablaze in the summer time.

And oh, the beat goes on.

Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul.
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon.
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything.

And the band played on.

So, round and around and around we go.
Where the world's headed, nobody knows.

Oh, great googalooga, can't you hear me talking to you.
Just a ball of confusion.
Oh yeah, that's what the world is today.
Woo, hey, hey.

Fear in the air, tension everywhere.
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles new record's a gas.
And the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation.

And the band played on.

Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors,
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills,
Hippies moving to the hills. People all over the world are shouting, 'End the war.'

And the band played on.

Great googalooga, can't you hear me talking to you.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.
That's what the world is today, hey, hey.
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.
That's what the world is today, hey, hey.
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.
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« Reply #58 on: May 12, 2008, 01:16:58 PM »

Sorry fi Maga Dog
Him turn around bite you
And if you jump outta fryin pan
I know you jump inna fire yeah
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