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Lol..No.2..my EDC in high school. Best defensive tool vs getting jumped. Beat the metal detector wand and frisking every time.

Huh? What are you talkin' about Green?
Metal detectors in High School?
We had rifles and shotguns in our pickups.
Proudly displayed in rear window racks...

 

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Just think if you had this song going through your head all day!
This is especially dedicated to: @Hypnophone

OK I made to :45. It's not that the song is bad. It's the composition and performance. They both would be placed in the category of suck. Sometimes, you gotta realize that you should not spend your money on studio recording and invest in your 401k.

 

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Eat that question: Frank Zappa in his own words.
I just saw this on my Starz Channel & it was a good historical eventful show & had never seen before. They say it was put out in 2016, so i guess it's a new show & it goes back to his beginnings & right up to the end & I definitely enjoyed it...so I'm playing this in honor of it!

Dang SD, I don't subscribe to that channel.
It's old stuff. '68-'70.
ZAPPA
WOO!

 

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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (guitar)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Ed mann (percussion)
Scott thunes (bass)
Chad wackerman (drums)

City of tiny lites
Don't you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
When they tiny blow
Tiny lightnin'
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Gonna keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny sheets
Talkin' bout the tiny cookies
That the peoples eats
Well city of tiny lites
Maybe you should know
That it's over there
In the tiny dirt somewhere

You can see it any time
When you get the squints
From your downers and your wine
You're so big
It's so tiny
Every cloud is silver liney
The great escape for all of you
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do

City of tiny lites
Do-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-nt you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
Whe-e-e-e-e-e-e-n they tiny blow
Tiny, lightnin
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Tiny blankets
Are bound to keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Talkin' bout those tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny sheets
Ooooo!
Talkin' bout them tiny cookies
That the peoples eats
City of tiny lights
May be you should know
Thats it's over there
Well that is over there
Say that it's over there
Well it is over there

 

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This particular Claymation contains Claymation nudity.
If this may offend, please do not view the following offensive video.

 

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An exercise in stupidity.
An illustration of how you can take a random subject and
turn it into a complex arrangement:

 

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There is a lot lot going on here.

Run it a couple times.
Then listen to the drums.
Danny Seraphine, WHOOHOO!



When I'm with you
It doesn't matter where we are
Or what we're doing
I'm with you, that's all that matters

Time passes much too quickly
When we're together laughing
I wish I could sing it to you, whoa oh
I wish I could sing it to you

Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Mostly I'm silent, hmm
Silent

When I kiss you
I feel a thousand different feelings
A cover of chills
All over my body
And when I feel them
I quickly try to decide which one
I should try to put into words, woah oh
Try to put into words

Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh

Only the beginning
Only just the start
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh

Written by Robert Lamm

 

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Hey there everybody
Please don't romp or roam
We're a little nervous
'Cause we're so far from home
So this is what we do
Sit back and let us groove
And let us work on you

We've all spent years preparing
before this band was born
With heaven's help it blended
And we do thank the lord.

Now we put you through the changes
And turned around the mood
We hope it's struck you different
And hope you feel moved
So forget about your troubles
As we search for something new
And we play for you

 

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Check it out, check it outters!

 

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Original Studio Version:

 

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Not bad guitar playin' for a drummer...

 

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Do ya like some guitar?

 

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1970



Alvin Lee knew the future.

They took me down the grading station
And they classified me zed
'Cause of over population
They told me that I would soon be dead

But I slipped out of the force field
And hid beneath the monorail
But the automatic blood hounds
Lord, they're soon hot along my trail

Now if I had been a scholar
With computer working hard
Then my molecular structure
Would not be on the grader's card

So, I know that they will get me
Put my index in the brain
Then, the atoms of my body
Will be disposed of, Lordy, down the drain

They took me down the grading station
And they classified me zed
'Cause of over population
They told me that I would soon be dead

Written by Alvin Lee

 

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I want to know you
I want to show you
I want to grow you
Inside of me
I want to see you
I want to free you
I want to be you
Inside of me
Love me 50,000 miles beneath my brain
Love me 50,000 times and then again

Can you love me with a thousand eyes?
Can you see right through my bones?
Can you kiss me with a thousand lips?
Can you melt a solid stone?
Can you hear me from a thousand miles
When you're screaming at the stars?
Can you pull me up to Jupiter
When I'm all hung up on Mars?
Burn my eyes with your flame
Let your world spin free
Let it go, baby
I'll do the same
All depends on me
Let it go
It's all the same
What with jewels that you can't see
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, babe
Bring it on home to me...

Songwriters: ALVIN LEE

 

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Lonely is the night
and now darkness has fallin
Nothing seems right
and the world is callin

Everybody's looking back
As the wind comes whispering by
They 're waitin' for the answers then
Like the time they heard a cry

Hang on
Don't ever go
Life's here
I know

Wind called on me
How it took me by surprise
Cause night comes upon me
Creeping through the distant skies

Wind tell me what you can
'Bout the life - Where I came from
A breeze blew and whispered then
In a voice rich as the sun

Hang on
Don't ever go
Life's here
I know

 

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Woman, when I saw you comin'
Should've started runnin'
Evil woman
Woman, I offered to you my soul
You ran it over hot coals
You evil woman
Woman, thought you were a blessin'
Then I caught you messin'
Evil woman
Woman, you ain't got no feelin'
You're just a dirty dealin'
Yeah
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin'
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin' you
Woman, when you whisper to me
All the hurt you do me
Evil woman
Woman, the way you went your way
Gettin' under my skin
You evil woman
Woman, when you laugh at my pain
When you step on my brain
Evil woman
Woman, if there were other choices
How I didn't hear the voices
Cryin'
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin'
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin' you
Woman, when you whisper to me
All the hurt you do me
Evil woman
Woman, the way you want your way
Gettin' under my skin
You evil woman
Woman, when you laugh at my pain
When you step on my brain
Evil woman
Woman, if there were other choices
How I didn't hear the voices
Cryin'
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin'
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna rack up
Evil woman, the Lord's gonna beckon you
Evil woman, can't you see where you're fallin'?
Evil woman, the Devil is a callin' you
Evil woman
Evil woman
Evil woman
Songwriters: Laurence Weiss