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Midnight, one more night without sleeping
Watching till the morning comes creeping
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping?
There's an old piano
And they play it hot behind the green door
Don't know what they're doing
But they laugh a lot behind the green door
Wish they'd let me in so I could find out
What's behind the green door
Knocked once, tried to tell them I'd been there
Door slammed, hospitality's thin there
Wonder just what's going on in there
Saw an eyeball peeping through a smoky cloud behind the green door
When I said "Joe sent me"
Someone laughed out loud behind the green door
All I want to do is join the happy crowd behind the green door
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Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows, No one cares, nobody knows.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
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A thousand bottles of beer on the wall
A thousand bottles of beer
Take one down, pass it around
nine hundred ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall
(dedicated to Grump, who else)
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I'm a Pisces but I'd rather be a killer whale.
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It's me dukey
Skirtin' from the killa whales
Black and White is always on a niggas tale
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When a man lies he murders some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives
All this I cannot bear to witness any longer
Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home
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Why don't we get drunk and screw.
I just bought a water bed, its filled up with Elmer's glue.
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Rent, you're going to hell, not heaven
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I don't need no sticken bages, I run the place
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Nope.
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Don't bite the dick that fucks you honey
You gotta learn to suck it funny
How those dicks taste all like rubber
Covered with goo
Some cums clear and some cums milky
Some cums thick and some cums silky
Don't bite the dick that fucks you honey
and it'll be good to you.
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She went away and left me
Oh She never said a word
And even if she would have told me
I probably never would have heard
Well she once said no other woman honey
could lay up in her bed
Noe there's cum stains on the pillow
Where she once laid her head
cum stains on the pillow
in the middle of the bed
I found me a true fine momma
and she got some damn good head
but i hope shes out there listening
to every word i said
Cause there's cum stains on the pillow
Where she once laid her head
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I'm not crazy!
Institution
You're the one who's crazy!
Institution
You're driving me crazy!
Institution
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She wouldn't give it to me.
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"Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need
I need a hero "
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Well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle of gin
Well I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet
While I'm singin' to myself
There's got to be another way
Well I'll pass the bar on the way
To my dingy hotel room
I spent all my money
Been drinkin' since a half past noon
Will I wake there in the mornin'
Or maybe in the county jail
Times are hard getting harder
I'm born to lose and destined to fail
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
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There is a particular song that is the favorite of the notable blogger Mr Tea For Me Please:
And when you're holding me
We make a pair of parentheses
There's plenty space to encase
Whatever weird way my mind goes
I know I'll be safe in these arms
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Is Led Zeppelin often celebrated for their lyrics? Not in my world.
I don't overly like Led Zeppelin and find them to be quite overrated. I acknowledge Page, Bonham and Jones were top musicians. Plant has a very distinct and recognizable voice...but it's like how maybe a movie like Shawshank has become everyones favorite movie...why?
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Walter you're punching above your class. Stick to your realm. You ain't of this ilk.
Is it not a lame cliche to list Led Zeppelin as your favorite band? I'd suggest a sure indication of lacking musical knowledge and an intellectual laziness. It's music introduced early and then moved on from...why did you just stay so lazily on it?
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Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream
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Walter when someone has to explain a joke to you, it doesn't reflect well on your blogging competency.
I post those lyrics of that particular The Blow song because teeitup uses parentheses at an alarmingly high rate. Study the gent's posts. Observe your surroundings...don't wait to speak/post. Listen or read intently and then comment. Your blogging persona is not that interesting that it couldn't be improved by being more alert and present.
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Would someone turn heydud off so the rest of us can get back to normal. Many thanks in advance.
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(I get to put us out of our malaise.)
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