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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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I'll probably wake up constipated. | Pre_Coder private msg quote post Address this user | |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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Suckin' on a chili dog Outside the Tastee Freez. |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
Stop everything I think I hear the President The Pied Piper of the TV screen Is gonna make it simple And he's got it all mapped out And illustrated with cartoons Too hard for clever folks to understand They're more used to words like: Ideology They're not talkin' 'bout right and left They're talkin' 'bout Right and wrong, do you know the difference Right and wrong, do you know the difference 'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west What you know and the things that you'll never see So what ya think You like the Yankees or the Mets this year And what about this latest war of words And what about the Commies I saw the news last night All illustrated with cartoons So when they come with that opinion poll They better not use words like Ideology Or try to tell me 'bout the issues Ideology Whose side are you on We're talkin' 'bout Right and wrong, do you know the difference Right and wrong, do you know the difference 'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west What you know and the things that you'll never see Where are we? Right and wrong, do you know the difference Right and wrong, do you know the difference 'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west What you know and the things that you'll never see |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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Collector | starlord private msg quote post Address this user | |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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I don't believe this....and I know you don't care that I don't believe this. | GAC private msg quote post Address this user | |
Quote:Originally Posted by starlord Killer band and great song!!! |
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I blame the forum gremlins. | figment private msg quote post Address this user | |
Just received in the mail... |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
Thought I heard a blackbird singing Up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whinin' boy if you will Born where the sun don't shine And I don't deny my name Got no place to go, ain't that a shame? Thought I heard that KC whistle Moaning sweet and low Thought I heard that KC when she blow Down where the sun don't shine Underneath the Kokomo Whinin' boy got no place to go So many roads, I tell you So many roads I know So many roads, so many roads Mountain high, river wide So many roads to ride So many roads, so many roads Thought I heard a jug band playin' "If you don't who else will?" From over on the far side of the hill All I know the sun don't shine And the rain refused to fall And you don't seem to hear me when I call Wind inside and the wind outside Tangled in the window blind Tell me why you treat me so unkind Down where the sun don't shine Lonely and I call your name No place left to go, ain't that a shame? So many roads, I tell you New York to San Francisco So many roads I know All I want is one to take me home From the high road to the low So many roads I know So many roads, so many roads From the land of the midnight sun Where the ice blue roses grow Along those roads of gold and silver snow Howlin' wide or moaning low So many roads I know So many roads to [unverified] my soul |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
Quote:Originally Posted by HAmistoso One of the greatest songs ever written! IMHO |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
Gonna post some "Thanksgiving" songs that are 100% non-traditional, but potent as heck! With a cool CCR song part toward the end! Freeway through a reservation Make way for a brand-new nation Big ideas, we got brand new plans Heaven knows we need this land We're gonna build: big, high, and wide City streets through country sides Chemicals and pesticides This land is our land Hey redman, don't waste our time We're young and strong and got hills to climb There's a lot of room, but we need it all For slave trade and shopping malls We're gonna build big factories For paper plates and plastic trees, styrofoam and antifreeze This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land We came out on the raging sea To claim some place that we'd be free We got hopeful hearst and working hands Heaven knows, we need this land 'cause the world needs land fills, diet pills, and paper mills We need country clubs and oil spills This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land Freeway through a reservation Make way for a brand-new nation Big ideas, we got brand new plans Heaven knows we need this land For Super Bowls and subway rides, remote controls, and pesticides Gang-related homicides This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land This land is our land |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
Another one..... We're comin' in our big ships Big guns blazin' bibles in our hands Comin' from a cold place To lead those natives by the hand Back to back to back to back to Back to the promised land Now this is called fire This is called brimstone Do you understand Chorus So bring me your coconuts Bring me your sweet mango too Bring me your papaya And I'll tell you what I'll bring for you Syphilis & religion That's what we are handin' out Syphilis & religion Two things you could Probably do without Now get your little donkeys Pack'em with straw and mud and water Build me a church right here Build me a whorehouse and Bring me your daughter She could do with some extra tuition Later on behind the mission Fanned by the cool night breeze I'll spread the word and the std's Chorus: +(two things the world could do without) Now I'm talkin' to my man upstairs He talks through me My burden he shares He says go unto the islands boy Spread my word ann my gospel there Teach those little savages The one and only truth there is Go out and build me one nation Beach front property prime location |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
#3 Aurora Borealis The icy sky at night Paddles cut the water In a long and hurried flight From the white man to the fields of green And the homeland we've never seen They killed us in our tepee And they cut our women down They might have left some babies Cryin' on the ground But the fire sticks and the wagons come And the night falls on the setting sun They massacred the buffalo Kitty corner from the bank The taxis run across my feet And my eyes have turned to blanks In my little box at the top of the stairs With my Indian rug and a pipe to share I wish I was a trapper I would give thousand pelts To sleep with Pocahontas And find out how she felt In the mornin' on the fields of green In the homeland we've never seen And maybe Marlon Brando Will be there by the fire We'll sit and talk about Hollywood And the good things there for hire Like the Astrodome and the first tepee Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me Pocahontas |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
#4 BTW... I am just having fun finding songs that should be related! As I awoke this evening With the smell of wood smoke clinging Like a gentle cobweb hanging Upon a painted tepee Oh, I went to see my chieftain With my warlance and my woman For he told us that the Yellow Moon Would very soon be leaving "This I can't believe", I said "I can't believe our warlord's dead Oh, he would not leave the chosen ones To the buzzards and the soldiers' guns" Oh, Great Father of the Iroquois Ever since, I was young I've read the writing of the smoke And breastfed on the sound of drums I've learned to hurl the tomahawk And ride a painted pony wild To run the gantlet of the Sioux To make a chieftain's daughter mine And now you ask that I should watch The red man's race be slowly crushed What kind of words are these to hear From Yellow Dog whom a white man fears? I take only what is mine, Lord My pony, my squaw, and my child Oh, I can't stay here to see you die Along with my tribe's pride I go to search for the Yellow Moon And the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold And the healin' waters run Tramplin' down the prairie rose Leavin' hoof tracks in the sand Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands I heard from passin' renegades Geronimo was dead He'd been layin' down his weapons When they filled him full of lead Now there seems no reason Why I should carry on In this land that once was my land I can't find a home It's lonely and it's quiet And the horse soldiers are comin' And I think it's time I strung my bow And ceased my senseless running For soon I'll find the Yellow Moon Along with my loved ones Where the buffaloes graze in clover fields Without the sound of guns And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Comes with a bullet hole |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
One of the most powerful songs for its time. Helped shape a better country for all humans. (At the very least those of us old guys who remember Soul Train ) FUNK!!!!! |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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Leftover Sundae Gnus | CatmanAmerica private msg quote post Address this user | |
Some wild Steve Winwood fretwork in the '73 Traffic performance... |
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being an ass and being a clown are two very different things. | HAmistoso private msg quote post Address this user | |
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I got screwed six ways to Sunday. | sborock_ComicLink private msg quote post Address this user | |
This is a KILLER version of Eltons song! |
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I don't believe this....and I know you don't care that I don't believe this. | GAC private msg quote post Address this user | |
I forgot how great this band was!! BOC! |
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