Silent Lucidity

Hush now, don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension

I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity

[spoken during solo]
(Visualize your dream)
(Record it in the present tense)
(Put it into a permanent form)
(If you persist in your efforts)
(You can achieve dream control)
(Dream control)
(How's that then, better?)
(Hug me)

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from the pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...

I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....

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This House is Not a Home-The Rembrandts

Now they say a man, ain't supposed to cry
Then why do I have tears in my eyes?

If I were half as strong, as the steely sun
Then I could mend what I have undone

No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home, without you

And what I mean to say, is that I need you now
And I'm sorry if I hurt you somehow

So if it's in your heart, to bring it home to me
Then we can get it back the way it should be

No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home, without you

And with God, as my witness
This I swear to you
With all my heart, I do promise
I will love and honor you

So if it's in your heart, to bring it home to me
Then we can get it back the way it should be

No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home, without you

No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home
No, this house is not a home, without you
...without you...without you...without you...without you

:fonz:

This one's for Hamsters! ^_^

Working Undercover For The Man- They Might Be Giants

Ive been working hard, trying to sing and play guitar
Growing out my hair and practicing my stare
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And Im working undercover for the man

Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Planning midnight raids on our unsuspecting fans
While the roadies rig the video surveillance van
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And Im working undercover for the man

Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Ive been working hard, practicing to sing and play guitar
Growing out my hair and working on my stare
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And Im working undercover for the man

Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Movin' On - Bad Company

Mmmmm Mmmmmm
Mmmmm Mmmmmm.

I get up in the morning and it's just another day
Pack up my belongings, I've got to get away.
Jump in to a taxi and the time is gettin' tight
I go to keep on movin' I got a show tonight
Mmmm,
And I'm movin' on, movin' on from town to town
Movin' on, baby, yeah I'm never touchin' the ground.
Yeah.

I take it to the ticket there's a half a dollar boat
headin' for the bordengate I'm feelin' pretty low
Fifteen minutes later, I'm sittin' on my plane
fastened in my safety belt I'm takin off again And I'm movin' on, movin' on from town to town

Movin' on, baby, yeah I'm never touchin' the ground.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Yeah.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. And I'm movin' on, movin' on from town to town
Movin' on, I can't seem to stop now. (Improv. Guitar Solo) I got to move on, move on from town to town.

I got to move on, I never seem to slow down.
Oh, I got to move on, move on from town to town.
I got to move on, I never seem to slow down.

Now you've blown my cover you know I'm going to have to kill you, don't you? :lol:

*orders Warren to pelt Rocky with pink & white marshmallows*

Don't really care. :P

Jesus of Suburbia-Green Day (I apologize for the length) ^_^



-Jesus Of Suburbia-

I'm the son of rage and love,
The Jesus of suburbia,
From the bible of "none of the above",
On a steady diet of soda pop and ritalin,
No one ever died for my sins in hell,
As far as I can tell,
At least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me,
This is how I'm supposed to be,
In a land of make believe,
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix,
Sitting on my crucifix,
The living room in my private womb,
While the Mom's and Brad's are away,
To fall in love and fall in debt,
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane,
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
---

-City Of The Damned-

At the center of the earth,
In the parking lot,
Of the 7-11 where I was taught,
The motto was just a lie

It says: home is where your heart is,
But what a shame,
'Cause everyone's heart,
Doesn't beat the same,
We're beating out of time

City of the dead,
At the end of another lost highway,
Signs misleading to nowhere,
City of the damned,
Lost children with dirty faces today,
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti,
In the bathroom stall,
Like the holy scriptures of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess,
It didn't say much,
But it only confirmed that,
The center of the earth,
Is the end of the world

And I could really care less
---
-I Don't Care-

I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't,
I don't care if you don't care

I don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare

Everyone Is So Full Of Shit!
Born and raised by hypocrites,
Hearts recycled but never saved,
From the cradle to the grave,
We are the kids of war and peace,
From Anaheim to the middle east,
We are the stories and disciples of,
The Jesus Of Suburbia

Land of make believe,
And it don't believe in me,
Land of make believe,
And I don't believe,
And I don't care!
---
-Dearly Beloved-

Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying,
Are we demented? Or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure

Oh therapy can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused,
For the lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
---
-Tales Of Another Broken Home-

To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe

And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run away
The light of masochist

And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go

Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Ah you're leaving home

Hush
Deep Purple

I got a certan little girl she's on my mind
No doubt about it she looks so fine
She's the best girl that I ever had
Sometimes she's gonna make me feel so bad

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)
They got it early in the morning
(Love, love)
They got it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want that, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta have it

She's got loving like quicksand
Only took one touch of her hand
To blow my mind and I'm in so deep
That I can't eat and I can't sleep

Listen
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)
They got it early in the morning
(Love, love)
They got it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want that, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta have it

Jethro Tull - A Passion Play

[Lifebeats (Instrumental)]

[Prelude (Instrumental)]

[The Silver Cord]
"Do you still see me even here?"
(The silver cord lies on the ground.)
"And so I'm dead", the young man said
over the hill (not a wish away).
My friends (as one) all stand aligned
although their taxis came too late.
There was / a rush along the Fulham Road.
There was / a hush in the Passion Play.

Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath
ripe with rich attainments all imagined
sad misdeeds in disarray
the sore thumb screams aloud,
echoing out of the Passion Play.
All the old familiar choruses come crowding in a different key...
Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance.
There was a rush along the Fulham Road
into the Ever-passion Play.

And who comes here to wish me well?
A sweetly-scented angel fell.
She laid her head upon my disbelief
and bathed me with her ever-smile.
And with a howl across the sand
I go escorted by a band of gentlemen in leather bound
NO-ONE (but someone to be found).

[Re-Assuring Tune (Instrumental)]

[Memory Bank]
All along the icy wastes there are faces smiling in the gloom.
Roll up roll down, Feeling unwound? Step into the viewing room.
The cameras were all around.We've got you taped you're in the play.
Here's your I.D. (Ideal for identifying one and all.)
Invest your life in the memory bank ours the interest and we thank you.
The ice-cream lady wets her drawers, to see you in the passion play.
Take the prize for instant pleasure, captain of the cricket team
public speaking in all weathers, a knighthood from a queen.

[Best Friends]

All your best friends' telephones never cooled from the heat of your hand.
There's a line in a front-page story, 13 horses that also-ran.
Climb in your old umbrella. Does it have a nasty tear in the dome?
But the rain only gets in sometimes and the sun never leaves you alone,
you alone, you alone, you alone, you alone, you alone.

[Critique Oblique]

Lover of the black and white it's your first night.
The Passion Play, goes all the way, spoils your insight.
Tell me how the baby's made, how the lady's laid,
why the old dog howls in sadness.

And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders
of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
(The examining body examined her body.)
Actor of the low-high Q, let's hear your view.
Peek at the lines upon your sleeves since your memory won't do.
Tell me: how the baby's graded, how the lady's faded,
why the old dogs howl with madness.
All of this and some of that's the only way to skin the cat.
And now you've lost a skin or two, you're for us and we for you.
The dressing room is right behind, We've got you taped, you're in the play.
How does it feel to be in the play?
How does it feel to play the play?
How does it feel to be the play?

Man of passion rise again, we won't cross you out...
for we do love you like a son, of that there's no doubt.
Tell us: is it you who are here for our good cheer?
Or are we here for the glory, for the story, for the gory satisfaction
of telling you how absolutely awful you really are?
There was / a rush along the Fulham Road.
There was / a hush in the Passion Play.

[Forest Dance #1 (Instrumental)]

[Forest Dance #2 (Instrumental)]

[The Foot Of Our Stairs]

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door,
eat in the corner, talk to the floor,
cheating the spiders who come to say "Please",
(politely). They bend at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk of when they were young
of ladies lost and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends)
pure as the truth, tied at both ends.
Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral spire pointed down.
We pray for souls in Kentish Town.
A delicate hush the gods, floating by
wishing us well, pie in the sky.
God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is the right to be wrong.
Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack rabbit mister spawn a new breed
of love-hungry pilgrims (no bodies to feed).
Show me a good man and I'll show you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the devil cries "More."

Well, I'm all for leaving and that being done,
I've put in a request to take up my turn
in that forsaken paradise that calls itself "Hell"
where no-one has nothing and nothing is well meaning fool,
pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.

[Overseer Overture]

Colours I've none, dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my touch (freezing).

Summoned by name - I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch o'er our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace, called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far better place,
offering services for the saving of face.
Now you're here, you may as well admire
all whom living has retired from the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights
seen in the sky (flashing).
I just lit a fag then took my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play join round the maypole in dance
(primitive rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name I am the overseer over you.

[Flight From Lucifer]

Flee the icy Lucifer. Oh he's an awful fellow!
What a mistake! I didn't take a feather from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub... neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat I once had.
I'm only breathing. There's life on my ceiling.
The flies there are sleeping quietly.
Twist my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for
one of those days that never made
impressions on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
Everyone's saved we're in the grave.
See you there for afternoon tea.
Time for awaking the tea lady's making
a brew-up and baking new bread.
Pick me up at half past none
there's not a moment to lose.
There is the train on which I came.
On the platform are my old shoes.
Station master rings his bell.
Whistles blow and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy does you good (Or so it should).
I thank everybody
for making me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have just dropped off.

[10.08 To Paddington (Instrumental)]

[Magus Perde]

Hail! Son of kings make the ever-dying sign
cross your fingers in the sky for those about to BE.
There am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.
Magus Perde, take your hand from off the chain.
Loose a wish to still, the rain, the storm about to BE.
Here am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the soles that tread the knife's edge.
Break the circle,stretch the line, call upon the devil.
Bring the gods, the gods' own fire
In the conflict revel.
The passengers upon the ferry crossing, waiting to be born,
renew the pledge of life's long song rise to the reveille horn.
Animals queueing at the gate that stands upon the shore
breathe the ever-burning fire that guards the ever-door.

Man - son of man - buy the flame of ever-life
(yours to breathe and breath the pain of living)... living BE!
Here am I! Roll the stone away
from the dark into ever-day.

[Epilogue]
There was a rush along the Fulham Road
into the Ever-passion Play.

Everclear - I Will Buy You A New Life

I Will Buy You a New Life
Here is the money that I owe you
So you can pay the bills
I will give you more
When i get paid again
I hate those people
Who love to tell you
Money is the root of all that kills
They have never been poor
They have never had the joy
Of a welfare christmas

I know we will never look back

You say you wake up crying
Yes and you don't know why
You get up and you go lay down
Inside my baby's room

I will buy you a garden
Where your flowers can bloom
I will buy you a new car
Perfect shinny and new
I will buy you that big house
Way up in the west hills
I will buy you a new life

Yes I will

They might think you're happy
Yeah maybe for a minute or two
They can't make you laugh
No they can't make you feel
The way that I do
I will buy you a garden
Where your flowers can bloom
I will buy you a new car
Perfect shinny and new
I will buy you that big house
Way up in the west hills
I will buy you a new life

Yes I will

I know we can never look back

Will you please let me stay the night
No one will ever know

I will buy you a garden
Where your flowers can bloom
I will buy you a new car
Perfect shinny and new
I will buy you that big house
Way up in the west hills
I will buy you a new life

I will buy you a new life

SWITCHFOOT LYRICS

"This Is Your Life"

yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead
yesterday is a promise that you've broken
don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes
this is your life and today is all you've got now
yeah, and today is all you'll ever have
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes

this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose

yesterday is a kid in the corner
yesterday is dead and over

this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose

don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes

this is your life are you who you want to be
this is your life are you who you want to be

this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose

and you had everything to lose

That was beautiful. :cry:

Punk Rock 101-Bowling For Soup

She works at hot topic
His heart microscopic
She thinks that its love but to him its sex
He listens to emo but fat mike's his hero
His bank account's zero
What comes next?

Same song different chorus

[Chorus:]
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us from punk rock 101
My Dickies, your sweat pants
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for punk rock 101

She bought him a skateboard, a rail slide, his knee tore
He traded it for drums at the local pawn shop
She left him for staring at girls and not caring
When she cried because she thought Bon Jovi broke up

Same song second chorus

[Chorus]

Don't forget to dely...on the very last word

Seven years later he works as a waiter
She married a trucker and he's never there
The story never changes, just the names and faces
Like Tommy and Gina they're living on a prayer

Did you just say that?
I said

[Chorus x2]

It's stupid, contagious (same song different chorus)
To be broke and famous (same song different chorus)
Can someone please save us from punk rock 101
My Dickies, your rock hands
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's shoplift some sweatbands for punk rock 101

Mamas and The Papas - California Dreamin’ lyrics

All the leaves are brown;
And the sky is grey;
I went for a walk;
On a winters day;
Id be safe and warm;
If I was in L.A.;
California dreamin;
On such a winters day.

I stopped into a church (stopped into a church);
I passed along the way (passed along the way);
You know, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees);
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray);
Oh, the preacher likes the cold (preacher likes the cold);
He knows Im gonna stay (knows Im gonna stay);
Oh, california dreamin (california dreamin);
On such a winters day.

All the leaves are brown (the leaves are brown);
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey);
I went for a walk (I went for a walk);
On a winters day (on a winters day);
If I didnt tell her (if I didnt tell her);
I could leave today (I could leave today).

Oh, california dreamin (california dreamin);
On such a winters day (california dreamin);
On such a winters day (california dreamin);
On such a winters day (california dreamin);
On such a winters day.

A M E R I C A N P I E
by Don McLean

A long, long time ago... I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver,
With every paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the doorstep...
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside,
The day the music died.

Soo..Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock n roll
Can music save your mortal soul
Then you can teach me to dance real slow

Well I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Then I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
but I knew that I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singin'...

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Now for 10 years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In a voice that came from you and me

And while the King was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

While Lennon read the book of Marx
The quartet kept practice in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singin'

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with the fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field,
The marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed,
The day the music died?
We started singing

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

There we were all in one place
A generation lost in space With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

As I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell

And as flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw satan laughing with delight
the day the music died.

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father Son and Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

They were singin'

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

That too, was beautiful. :cry: Don Mclean rules!

Peace Frog-The Doors

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
She came
There's blood on the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Think about the break of day

She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness She came
Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh She came
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of the city
She came
The women are crying rivers of weepin'

She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.

Blood screams the pain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's following me

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real life, is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me
...to me

Mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama oooh... Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama oooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me
Galileo (Galileo)
Galileo (Galileo)
Galileo figaro (Magnifico)
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby, can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here

Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows...

Somebody to Love
Jefferson Airplane

When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind [, your mind] is [so} full of red
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

tears are running [down,] down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

One Hit Wonderful
Reel Big Fish

Fourteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds into our fifteen minutes of fame
When the luck runs out, I won't wonder who's to blame
Because nobody said they had a guaranteed way
to win the hearts of the public who are easily swayed
And just this time last year, I thought we had it made

We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song

Well, things don't last long in life; that's how it goes
They'll smile and applaud, then turn up their nose
Things will shrink as quickly as they've grown
But it's perfectly normal for us to ask why
The company wasn't untrue, they just didn't try
And a new career is born. It will eventually die

We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song
That one song...
That one song

So many lovely melodies
So many messages to convey
But they don't care about any of these
"Play that one damn song!" is what they say

We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
Oh, no!
We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song

I'll counter your RBF song with another. :D

Don't Start a Band-Reel Big Fish

Don't start a band
No body wants to hear no body wants to hear
Nobody understands
Don't start a band
You'll be so disappointed that it was nothing like you planned
Don't start a band
Oh yea yea yea

I hate to ruin the magic
I hate to kill the dream
But once you've been behind the scenes then you'll know just what I mean
You might think that's its cool to get up on stage
And play rock and roll from your heart and soul
But no one shows up and your songs all suck
And there's no applause and no flying bras
No girls will scream for you and no ones gonna stay in love with you

Don't start a band
No body wants to hear nobody understands
Don't start a band
You will be so damn terrible they'll all think your shitty
Don't start a band
Oh yea yea yea
'cause you wont get paid
And you won't get laid

And even if you make it
All the way to MTV
I don't think you could take it
All the bullshit and the greed
Everyone is so fake when they shake you hand
And they kiss your ass 'cause then they get cash
And the business end will turn every friend
To an enemy oh you will see

They'll turn their their backs and they'll be gone
Faster than can say 'what did I do wrong'

Don't start a band
No body really cares nobody understands
Don't Start a Band
You will sign your lives away and then you'll be working for the man
Don't start a band oh yea yea yea

Your message will get lost
You'll get double crossed

And if you that the joy of playing
Will keep you going through the years
Wait till you poor and frustrated
And the fun just disappears
Nobody cares what you have to say
And noes gonna listen anyways

Rock and roll will bring you down
And it will kick you while your on the ground

Don't start a band
Don't even try you will regret it yea
Don't start a band
You'll be so disappointed that it was nothing like you planned
Don't start a band
Oh yea yea yea

So just give up now
I'll show you how

Don't start a Band [x4]

Hate to post twice, :blush: but I've got another RBF song.


Sellout-Reel Big Fish


well, I know you can't work in fast food all your life
but don't sign that paper tonight, she said,
but it's too late.

And I don't remember what I read,
don't remember what they said,
I guess it doesn't matter,
I guess it doesn't matter anymore.


you're gonna go to the record store
you're gonna give 'em all your money
radio plays what they want you to hear
they tell me it's cool but I just don't believe it...

sell out, with me oh yea, sell out, with me tonight
record company's gonna give me lots of money
and everything's gonna be (all right).


no more flippin' burgers puttin' on my silly hat
you know I don't want that no more,
And I didn't ask when we'd get paid, I quit my day job anyway,
I guess it doesn't matter, I guess it doesn't matter anymore


You're gonna go to the record store,
you're gonna give 'em all your money,
radio plays what they want you to hear,
they tell me it's cool, I just don't believe it

sell out, with me oh yea, sell out
with me tonight, the records company's only give me
lots of money and everything's gonna be.


I don't think it'll be so bad
I know it won't be so bad
cause the man said "that's the way it is"
and the man said "it don't get better than this" no no no noo


so I signed on to the record company,
they say they're gonna give me lot's of money,
if I play what they want you to hear
they tell me it's cool, and I sure believe it...

sell out, with me oh yea, sell out, with me tonight
the record companies gonna give me lots of money and
everything's gonna be (all right).

Don't sweat the double post, RBF is one of the better 90s bands, for sure.

Before I head off to bed, I present a good song for that particular event...


Closing Time
Semisonic

Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on over every boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home...

Closing time, time for you to go out to the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open till your brothers or your sisters come
So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits, I hope you have found a friend.
Closing time, every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end, yeah

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home...

Closing time, time for you to go out to the places you will be from...

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home...

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home...

Closing time, every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end...

Beautiful Day
U2

The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town

You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere

You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination

You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now
Was a beautiful day

I counter your U2 post with Bobot Adrenaline.

Penalty Box-Bobot Adrenaline


Stuck in a cage for a minute or a 1000 years,
never bend the laws enough to drown your fears,
struggle for a clue here in your logical loop,
tell me one's no good but the second's for you,

Bolloks to them means, bolloks to you so, hope revenge means more to you

I'll sit right here in my penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... to this peculiar string of events
I'll sit in the penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... in the end...


Can't get nowhere with the weight of that stick,
smashing candles in the rain with a thumbscrew wick,
fuled by your anger and it burns both ends,
but it seems to me like a saintly sin

Bolloks to them means, bolloks to you so, hope revenge means more to you

I'll sit right here in my penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... to this peculiar string of events
I'll sit the penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... in the end... in the end...


Were better than this much, better than me so, all I ask is 1,2,3 1,2,3 go!go!

Bolloks to them means, bolloks to you so, hope revenge means more to you
Than it does to me,
'cause

I'll sit right here in my penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... to this peculiar string of events
I'll in the penalty box till the light go dim, and all is quiet again,
dont know what more my absense will bring... in the end...

Bullet With Butterfly Wings
Smashing Pumpkins

the world is a vampire, sent to drain
secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
and what do i get, for my pain
betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage

now i'm naked, nothing but an animal
but can you fake it, for just one more show
and what do you want, i want to change
and what have you got
when you feel the same
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage

tell me i'm the only one
tell me there's no other one
jesus was an only son
tell me i'm the chosen one
jesus was an only son for you
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
and i still believe that i cannot be saved

Harvey The Wonder Hamster-"Weird Al" Yankovic

Oh, Harvey, Harvey
Harvey the Wonder Hamster
He doesn't bite and he doesn't squeal
He just runs around on his hamster wheel
Harvey, Harvey
Harvey The Wonder Hamster
HEY HARVEY!!!


That's the whole song. 21 seconds of glory.

Speaking of Weird Al...

Smells Like Nirvana
"Weird Al" Yankovic

What is this song all about?
Can't figure any lyrics out
How do the words to it go?
I wish you'd tell me, I don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
Don't know, don't know, don't know...

Now Im mumblin' and I'm screamin'
And I don't know what I'm singin'!
Crank the volume, ears are bleedin'
I still don't know what I'm singin'!
Were so loud and incoherent
Boy, this oughta bug your parents!
Yeah!

It's unintel-ligible
I just can't get it through my skull
It's hard to bargle nawdle zouss
With all these marbles in my mouth
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
Don't know, don't know, don't know...

Well, we don't sound like Madonna
Here we are now, we're Nirvana!
Sing distinctly, we don't wanna
Buy our album, we're Nirvana!
A garage band from Seattle
Well, it sure beats raising cattle!
Yeah!

And I forgot the next verse
Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
The lyric sheet's so hard to find
What are the words? Oh, nevermind
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
Don't know, don't know, don't know...

Well, I'm yellin' and we're playin'
But I don't know what I'm sayin'
What's the message I'm conveyin'?
Can you tell me what I'm sayin'?
So have you got some idea?
Didn't think so -- well, I'll see ya
Sayonara, sayonara
Ayonawa, odinawa
Odinaya, yodinaya
Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah
Ayaaaaaah!

How about some actual Nirvana?

You Know You're Right

I will never bother you
I will never promise to
I will never follow you
I will never bother you

Never speak a word again
I will crawl away for good

I will move away from here
You won't be afraid of fear
No thought was put into this
I always knew it would come to this

Things have never been so swell
I have never felt this well
Pain (x3)

You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right

I'm so warm and calm inside
I no longer have to hide
Let’s talk about someone else
Steaming soup against her mouth
Nothing really bothers her
She just wants to love herself

I will move away from here
You wont be afraid of fear
No thought was put into this
I always knew to come like this

Things have never been so swell
I have never felt so well
Pain (x5)

You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
(Pain)
You know you're right
You know you're right
(Pain)
You know you're right
You know you're right
(Pain)
You know you're right
You know you're right
(Pain)

That is a great parody!! AND, I can play Smells Like Teen Spirit on guitar.


Smells Like Teen Spirit-Nirvana [with the original first lines in ()]


Load up on guns (load up on drugs)
Bring your friends (kill your friends)
Its fun to lose
And to pretend
Shes overboard
Myself assured
I know I know
A dirty word

Hello (x 16)

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

Im worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello (x 16)

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello (x 16)

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

(Yeah... The first lines were changed because of publicity and stuff...)

Ladies and gentleman.....
Mr. Elton John!

I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life

It's much too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Oh, Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
Cuz losing everything is like the sun going down on me

I can't find oh, the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way I feel
Don't discard me (baby, no) just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have, oh, they need love to help them heal

Oh, Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
Because losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
Because losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Don't let the sun go down on me, yeah
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
Because losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Since I Don't Have You
Skyliners

I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams,
I-I-I don't have anything
Since I don't have you.

I don't have fond desires,
And I don't have happy hours,
I-I-I don't have anything
Since I don't have you.

I don't have happiness, and I guess
I never will again.
When you walked out on me,
In walked old misery,
And he's been here since then.

I don't have love to share,
And I don't have one who cares.
I-I-I don't have anything
Since--I don't--have--
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
(Yo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ou)

Poser!!!! :P

Psst, I like that song too

Yeah, it's a good song. And I can really play it.
And between this sentence and the previous one, is ten minutes. I had an urge to tune my guitar to Eb (E flat tuning), and when I was tuning back to standard tuning, the HE (High E String) broke. So, I had to restring it. So, besides all that, here's the lyrics I was gonna post.

Live Wire-Motley Crue

Plug me in
I'm alive tonight
Out on the streets again
Turn me on
I'm too hot to stop
Something you'll never forget
Take my fist
Break down walls
I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]
No, no
You better turn me loose
You better set me free

Cause I'm hot, young, running free
A little bit better than I use to be

[Chorus]
Cause I'm alive
Live Wire
Cause I'm alive
I'm a Live Wire
Cause I'm alive
Live Wire
Cause I'm alive
I'm a Live Wire

I'll either break her face
Or take down her legs
Get my ways at will
Go for the throat
Never let loose
Goin' in for the kill
Take my fist
Break down walls
I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]

Come on baby
Gotta play with me
Well I'm your live wire
You better lock your doors
I'm on the prowl tonight
Well be mine tonight

[Chorus]

Come on be may baby
Come on tonight
Come on be may baby
Come on tonight
I'll give you everything
You want inside
Plug me in, plug me in
I want you
Come on tonight

Time- Pink Floyd



Ticking away the moments that make up the dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way




Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain

You are young and life is long and 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




And you run and run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking

And racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death




Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to naught or a half page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in a quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone the song is over, thought i'd something more to say

She's Not There by Zombies

Well, no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well, no one told me about her
How many people cried

But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there

Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there

Well, no one told me about her
What could I do?
Well, no one told me about her
Though they all knew

But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there

Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there

SOLO

But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there

Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there

November Rain
Guns N' Roses

When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain

Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you

SOLO

Sometimes I need some time...on my own
Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone

SOLO 2

And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain

..........

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Okay, this is a parody of Jesus of Suburbia, about the Simpsons. I wrote it myself, so I'll just use the fake band I hope I can make a real band someday. Enjoy. ^_^

The Simpson Family Life-The Beached Wales

-I. The Simpson Family Life-

Homer, Lisa, Bart and Marge!
Maggie, oh and Grampa, too!

But don’t get me wrong,
Remember the cat and dog!
In Springfield, the home of…

The Simpons and all their friends!
Moe, Barney, Lenny, Carl!

Workin’ at the plant,
While Mr. Burns will rant,
Don’t talk back because they can’t!

Well, there’s nothing wrong with that,
Or Bart’s red lucky hat!
They just do things differently
Than all of you or me!

Chief Wiggum is pretty fat!
But it doesn’t cancel out the fact

That he’s a cop,
Who will flip and flop
Whenever he runs or hops!

Bart and Milhouse, what a team!
But they fear when Nelson blows off steam

He’s the local thug,
Doesn’t want a hug,
No one likes his ugly mug!

Well, there’s nothing wrong with that,
Or Bart’s red lucky hat!
They just do things differently
Than all of you or me!

-II. Statue of the Man-

In the center of town,
In the local park,
Is a big, bronze sculpture
Casting an arc

Rays of light from the Sun!

It’s a great sight
To behold,
But when the head went missing
It was less bold

But soon it was returned

Statue of the Man
Who’s name was Jebidiah Springfield
Once killed a bear with his bare hands
Statue of the Man
Who founded the town we live in
The town that met his demands

I read the graffiti
On the statues base
I wonder who would
Dare deface

The founder of our town

It didn’t say much,
But it filled me with fear,
When I saw the phrase
“El Barto was here”

Who is this person?

Statue of the Man
Who’s name was Jebidiah Springfield
Once killed a bear with his bare hands
Statue of the Man
Who founded the town we live in
The town that met his demands (hold)
Hey!

-III. Mr. Burns is Evil-

Burns is so evil
Why is he evil
What made him this way?

Burns is so evil
Why is he evil
What made him this way?

Burns is so evil
Why is he evil
What made him this way?

Burns is so evil
Why is he evil
What made him this way?

Burns is so evil
Why is he evil
What made him this way?
What’s his deal? (hold)

He’s been followed through the years
Cared for by kiss ass Smithers

He’s immortal, he never dies,
At night Smithers shuts his eyes

Thinks he’s still in 1910
When will he meet his bitter end

Young Maggie blew him away,
But he survived that fateful day

What’s up his ass?
Could it be an evil bug?
What’s up his ass?
Or a wolverine?

Tell us please!
Tell us please!
Tell us please!
Tell us please!
Tell us please!

-IV. Lisa and Bart-

Young Lisa Simpson
Plays a saxophone

It drives Bart insane
And it makes Homer moan

She plays the blues at night
And sometimes jazz

Wearing that plain red dress
Because it’s the only one she has
(oohh… oohh-oohh-oohh… oohh… oohh…)

Her older brother Bart
Is a young prankster

Likes Itchy and Scratchy
And loves to prank Skinner

He’s also Bartman
And El Barto, too

Drives Ms. K up the wall
It’s what he’s proud to do
(oohh… oohh-oohh-oohh… oohh… oohh…)

-V. Tales from Moe’s Bar-
To drink,
Or not to drink!

Get drunk,
Or stay sober!

Play pool,
Eat pickled eggs!

Come have,
A Flaming Moe!

And I, yell “drinks for all”!
In a hurricane of alcohol!

At Moe’s
Good drinks for grabs!

Now I sing,
With Homer and Carl!

Lenny, he
Starts a brawl!

While Moe,
Collects bar tabs!

And I, yell “drinks for all”!
In a hurricane of alcohol!

And I, see Barney fall,
For the 10th time, spills alcohol!

It’s closing time!
(guitar solo)

As Homer staggers out,
He invites me to his house.
He says “let’s take my car”.
I go there and I meet Marge,
Bart, Lisa and Maggie,
Some drunken tales from Moe’s…

(background: BAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!)
From Moe’s Bar!
From Moe’s Bar!
From Moe’s Bar!
Tales from Moe’s Bar!

Where Corn Don't Grow
Travis Tritt

As we sat on the front porch
Of that old grey house where I was born and raised
Starin' at the dusty fields
Where my daddy worked hard every day
I think it kinda hurt him when I said Daddy
There's a lot that I don't know
But don't you ever dream about a life
Where corn don't grow

He just sat there silent
Staring at his favorite coffee cup
I saw a storm of mixed emotion in his eyes
When he looked up
He said Son I know at your age
Seems like this ol' world is turning slow
And you think you'll find the answer to it all
Where corn don't grow

Hard times are real
There's dusty fields
No matter where you go
You may change your mind
'Cause the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

I remember feeling guilty
When Daddy turned and walked back in the house
I was only seventeen back then
But I thought that I knew more than I know now
I can't say he didn't warn me
This city life's a hard row to hoe
Ain't it funny how a dream can turn around
Where corn don't grow

Hard times are real
There's dusty fields
No matter where you go
And you may change your mind
'Cause the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

You may change your mind
Oh the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

High Country Snows
Dan Fogelberg

There’s a place in the Rockies, a place that I know
Where the world cannot find me and the time goes so slow
In the piney wood forest, there’s a flower that grows
Through the long months of winter and the high country snows

To a house by a meadow ‘neath the towering peaks
Is a place where my heart goes when it’s love that it seeks
There a woman lies waiting like the wild growing rose
Through the long months of winter and the high country snows

In the space of a lifetime a man misses much
'Til he finds him a woman and treasures her touch
When the lakes all lie frozen and the wild wind blows
I’ll return to my darlin’ and the high country snows
I’ll return to my darlin’ and the high country snows

You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

Author: Dr. Seuss

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.


You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.


You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.


I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.


You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Mr. Grinch.


Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.


You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.


The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."


You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splot
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch.


Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.


You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse.
Mr. Grinch.


You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool
sandwich
With arsenic sauce.