"Dr. Dirt"
Nitro Member
The DoorsBefore you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
"Crystal Ship"
Don't mess with us old guys!
The DoorsBefore you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The Doors
"Crystal Ship"
Don't mess with us old guys!
Glad you said that and NOT the Mettalica Remake....
d'kid
I wouldn't insult Bob like that.
The REV!!!!
Somewhere in the back of my burnt brain cells the information is hiding at the moment... right now I'm lost 'On the Dark Side of Oz'... which isn't quite the fit everyone claimed, almost a time and a half through the album...
d'kid
Just got back on--Yep, Karl, Nebraski is a BIG Harry Chapin fan--"Taxi"!Was raining hard in 'frisco
I needed one more fare to make my night
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down
she got in at the light...
I said where you going to my Lady Blue
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain.
She just looked out the window
said 13 Park Side Lane.
Something about her looked Familiar
I could swear I'd seen her face before
But she said I'm sure you're mistaken
Then she didn't say anything more
Took a while 'til looked in the mirror
then she glanced at the license for my name
a smile seemed to come to her slowly
it' was a sad smile just the same
And she said how are you Harry?
I said how are you Sue?
After too many miles
and too little smiles
I still remember you
It was some where in a fairytale
I used to take home in my car
We learned about love in the back of my dodge
but the lessons hadn't gone too far
d'kid
depressing much?
Over the Hills and Far Away....ZepHere's something from one of my favorite bands. Name that tune.
Hey lady--you've got the love I need
Maybe, more than enough.
Oh Darling Darling Darling, walk a while with me
Oh you've got so much... So much... So much...
Many times I've loved - And many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed along the open road.
Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered how much there is to know.
Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.
Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
Many many men can't see the open road.
Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!
You really ought to know...
I really ought to know...
And we don't care for writing hits
The sound you hear is what we like
I'll steal your pop-tarts like I stole your..."
"Socks!"
"No man, what's the matter with you?"
"I'll get it the next time, I mean it..."
"Charlie, beat the beats, the beats you beat
The only thing harder's the smell of my feet
So listen up cuz you might get dissed
Go drain the lizard or take a..."
"Chair!"
"Damn...watch the beat!"
Probably an easy one........
Well i've been lookin' real hard
And i'm tryin' to find a job
But it just keeps gettin' tougher every day
But i got to do my part cause i know in my heart
I got to please my sweet baby, yeah
Well, i ain't superstitious
And i don't get suspicious
But my woman is a friend of mine
And i know that it's true that all the things that i do
Will come back to me in my sweet time
Gotta break up this Beatles love-fest with something more substantial ...
Eleven and she was gone.
Eleven is when we waved good-bye.
Eleven is standing still,
Waiting for me to free him
By coming home.
Moving me with a sound.
Opening me within a gesture.
Drawing me down and in,
Showing me where it all began,
Eleven.
It took so long to realize that
You hold the light that's been leading me back home.
Hey, I heard you missed us, we're back
I brought my pencil
Gimme something to write on, man
I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold
I know about this school
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold
How did you know that golden rule
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
On a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises
Layin low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know