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Ba-dee-ya, say, do you remember?
Ba-dee-ya, dancin' in September Ba-dee-ya, never was a cloudy day
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Did you see that film "Tommy", Mark, with Elton John as the pinball wizard wearing those 8 foot tall Doc Martin boots? ![]()
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There must be 50 ways to leave your lover
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Why drink the water from my hand
Contagious as you think I am?
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#565 |
Cigar Smokin' Patriot
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This is my fight song (hey)
Take back my life song (hey) Prove I'm alright song (hey, ha) My power's turned on (hey) Starting right now, I'll be strong (hey) I'll play my fight song (hey) And I don't really care if nobody else believes (ha) 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me ![]()
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I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled And we talked about some old times, and we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years
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Aw, I've got friends in crawl spaces
I've got arms and legs and a few faces Stashed all around In different parts of town. Well I met 'em in bars on a friendly basis Now I got 'em in jars and flower vases. I've got friends . . . in crawl spaces |
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So there I was, for some strange reason, trying to remember the words to I Am A Modern Major General, when this little beauty snuck in and took up residence. It's driving me crazy, so I thought that I would share.
For up from the ashes, up from the ashes, grow the roses of success! Grow the roses! Grow the roses! Grow the roses of success! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WOyIJVUaoeg
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#572 |
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Livin' fast and dying young like a endless poetry
My motor-psycho nightmare freak out inside of me My soul salvation liberation on the drive The power of the blaster move me faster 1965 yeah Five yeah Demon-warp is coming alive In 1965, five, five Gimme that, gimme that now, now, now
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Life is for living
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I'll get up and fly away
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I probably shouldn’t admit to this but, I was searching around for something to watch on the tube and ended up with the Outlander series. Now, I can’t get that damn theme song out of my head. I believe it’s actually an old Scottish folk song called Skye Boat Song.
Maybe if I blast the Grateful Dead channel for a few days, it’ll cleanse my mind… |
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#576 |
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Since you poured the wine for me
And tightened up my shoes I hate to leave you sitting there Composing lonesome blues
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Check out this version of Deal. I was on the floor with friends and we all agreed it was the most amazing version.
https://archive.org/details/deadco20....GuestFlat6453 |
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All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased And it all crashes down And you break your crown And you point your finger, but there's no one around Just want one thing, just to play the king But the castle crumbled and you're left with just a name Where's your crown, King Nothing?
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#579 |
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Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio But he moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried Sang along Who'd blame them You've grown, so grown Now I must say more than ever Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye And we can sing just like our fathers Come on Eileen Oh, I swear what he means At this moment you mean everything You in that dress My thoughts I confess Verge on dirty Oh, come on Eileen (Come On Eileen)
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Duke of Prunes
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