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[super dave]

Hello everyone! Great ones Krusty, love em all and especially Procol Harum, Moody Blues, CCR, well luv em all though and hey I'm old too and these songs are what I grew up with too and they never get old, always sound as good or even better!!!!!!!
Well one song for the road and I'm off! GOODNIGHT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If ya ever try to find this song on video, forget it! You have to settle for this but at least it's original and what a bunch of crap with their copy right issues!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! nough said, sorry!


Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

 

[daleron]

Good morning

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[whodat2112]

Good Morning Peeps!!!!!!!!!!

 

[daleron]

Good Morning Peeps!!!!!!!!!!

Morning whodat! Hope you have a relaxing day planned

 

[whodat2112]

Morning whodat! Hope you have a relaxing day planned

Yep, gonna go visit mother in law and watch the Saints game!!


Hope your day is good

 

[daleron]

Yep, gonna go visit mother in law and watch the Saints game!!
Hope your day is good

Oh! Great, enjoy yourself
Yeah, I'm chillin' today

 

[whodat2112]

Too big to fly, Dodo ugly so Dodo must die
Dog go with fear on its side, can't change, can't change the tide
Dog baiter, agitator, asking questions, says he wants to know why
Ain't no reason that money can't buy
Mink he pretty so Mink he must die, must die, must die

Sun he giving life in his light, part of the system
Friend to man, friend to the trees, no friend to the snowman
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he meet with the mole, the stream, the cloud
And end up at the bottom of the sea?

Fish he got a hook in his throat, fish he got problems
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he hope he's too small, to poor a haul
Who'll end up being thrown back in the sea?
I'm back in the sea

Caretaker, horror movie
Only one eye, only needs one boot
Sweet lady, she knows she looks good
Vacuum coming for the bright and the brute

Big noise, black smoke
So pig-headed couldn't see the joke
But it ain't funny, ask the fly on the wall
It's only living it don't matter at all, at all, at all

Pimp, he make you drool and grunt, he got an answer
One he got a dream of love, deep as the ocean
Where does he go, what does he do?
Will the siren team with Davy Jones
And trap him at the bottom of the sea?
I'm back in the sea, I'm back in the sea, I'm back in the sea

Meanwhile lurking by a stone in the mud
Two eyes looked to see what I was
And then something spoke
And this is what it said to me

Clothes of brass and hair of brown
Seldom needs to breathe
Don't need no wings to fly
Ohh a heart of stone
And a fear of fire and water
Who am I?

 

[whodat2112]

 

[whodat2112]

 

[whodat2112]

It doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time
A story on the radio

Something small falls out of your mouth
And we laugh
A prayer for something better
A prayer
For something better

Please love me
Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow

Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away . . .

The pain
And the creeping feeling
A little black haired girl
Waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me
And turn me round
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days

Caressing an old man
And painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
All shadows and deliverance
Under a black flag
A hundred years of blood
Crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth
And my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
Thrashing in the water
Over and over
We die one after the other
Over and over
We die one after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other

It feels like a hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
One hundred years

 

[whodat2112]

A truly dark beautiful song



remember how it used to be
when the sun would fill up the sky
remember how we used to feel
those days would never end
those days would never end

remember how it used to be
when the stars would fill the sky
remember how we used to dream
those nights would never end
those nights would never end

it was the sweetness of your skin
it was the hope of all we might have been
that fills me with the hope to wish
impossible things

but now the sun shines cold
and all the sky is grey
the stars are dimmed by clouds and tears
and all i wish
is gone away
all i wish
is gone away

all i wish
is gone away

 

[whodat2112]

oh elise it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this

oh elise it doesn't matter what you do
i know i'll never really get inside of you
to make your eyes catch fire
the way they should
the way the blue could pull me in
if they only would
if they only would
at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else
that hides away
from me and you
there're worlds to part
with aching looks and breaking hearts
and all the prayers your hands can make
oh i just take as much as you can throw
and then throw it all away
oh i throw it all away
like throwing faces at the sky
like throwing arms round
yesterday
i stood and stared
wide-eyed in front of you
and the face i saw looked back
the way i wanted to
but i just can't hold my tears away
the way you do

elise believe i never wanted this
i thought this time i'd keep all of my promises
i thought you were the girl always dreamed about
but i let the dream go
and the promises broke
and the make-believe ran out...

oh elise
it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this

and every time i try to pick it up
like falling sand
as fast as i pick it up
it runs away through my clutching hands
but there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else
i can really do
at all...

 

[whodat2112]

Another dark beautiful song.

 

[whodat2112]

There might have been things I missed
But don't be unkind
It don't mean I'm blind
Perhaps there's a thing or two

I think of lying in bed
I shouldn't have said
But there it is

You see it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can't recall
It doesn't matter at all

You see it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

 

[whodat2112]

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face fills so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shreds of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Wear sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

 

[whodat2112]

Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years
Oooo Ahhhhh
Oooo Ahhhhh
Oooo Ahhhhh
Oooo Ahhhhh Ahhhhh


Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
Yeah, yeah

[Instrumental]

Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years

 

[whodat2112]

There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn must die.

They've ploughed, they've sewn, they've harrowed him in,
Threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn was dead.

They've let him lie for a very long time,
'Till the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all.

They've let him stand 'till midsummer's day,
'Till he looked both pale and wan,
And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.

They've hired men with the scythes so sharp,
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way,
Serving him most barbarously.

They've hired men with the sharp pitchforks,
Who pricked him to the heart,
And the loader he has served him worse than that,
For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around and around the field,
'Till they came unto a barn,
And there they made a solemn oath,
On poor John Barleycorn.

They've hired men with the crab-tree sticks,
To cut him skin from bone,
And the miller he has served him worse than that,
For he's ground him between two stones.

And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,
And he's brandy in the glass;
And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,
Proved the strongest man at last.

The huntsman, he can't hunt the fox,
Nor so loudly to blow his horn,
And the tinker he can't mend kettle nor pot,
Without a little Barleycorn

 

[whodat2112]

 

[whodat2112]

Well, another day, another dollar, after I've sang and hollered
Oh, it's my way of living, and I can't change a thing.
Another town is drawing near. Oh, baby, I wish you were here!
But the only way I can see you, darlin', is in my dreams.
It's a highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..

Well, the hurt you leave behind, it's the hurt that's on your mind.
Oh, and last night's show took its toll on me.
Well the city lights fly by me, as I lay my body in my bed,
Oh, and dreams of you Dance through my head.
It's a highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on..

It's those big wheels are ready to roll. We've be flyin' high and so low.
Lord, and all this madness, ain't as crazy as it seems.
Everywhere, they stop and stare. I'm just a stranger on this road.
Oh, I stand alone, awake in my dreams.
Highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on..
Highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on..

 

[daleron]

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