On the CD Player (Turntable) Today
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Do I always have to rescue this thread?
You guys listen to some weird shit, you know (except for goofyfish, who seems to always keep his/her/its cool).
Anyway:
Litttle Charlie & The Nightcats - Night Vision, Straight Up (two different albums)
Ronnie Earl - Live In Europe
Way cool.
You guys listen to some weird shit, you know (except for goofyfish, who seems to always keep his/her/its cool).
Anyway:
Litttle Charlie & The Nightcats - Night Vision, Straight Up (two different albums)
Ronnie Earl - Live In Europe
Way cool.
The Balance By The Moody Blues
After he had journeyed
And his feet were sore
And he was tired
He came upon an orange grove
And he rested
And he lay in the cool
And while he rested
He took to himself an orange
And tasted it
And it was good
And he felt the earth to his spine
And he asked
And he saw the tree above him
And the stars
And the veins in the leaf
And the light
And the balance
And he saw magnificent perfection
Whereon, he thought of himself in balance
And he knew he was
Just open your eyes
And realize
The way it's always been
Just open your mind
And you will find
The way it's always been
Just open your heart
And that's a start
And he thought of those he angered
For he was not a violent man
And he thought of those he hurt
For he was not a cruel man
And he thought of those he frightened
For he was not an evil man
And he understood...
He understood himself
Upon this he saw
That when he was of anger
Or knew hurt
Or felt fear
It was because he was not understanding
And he learned
~~Compassion~~
And with his eye of compassion
He saw his enemies like unto himself
And he learned
~~Love~~
After he had journeyed
And his feet were sore
And he was tired
He came upon an orange grove
And he rested
And he lay in the cool
And while he rested
He took to himself an orange
And tasted it
And it was good
And he felt the earth to his spine
And he asked
And he saw the tree above him
And the stars
And the veins in the leaf
And the light
And the balance
And he saw magnificent perfection
Whereon, he thought of himself in balance
And he knew he was
Just open your eyes
And realize
The way it's always been
Just open your mind
And you will find
The way it's always been
Just open your heart
And that's a start
And he thought of those he angered
For he was not a violent man
And he thought of those he hurt
For he was not a cruel man
And he thought of those he frightened
For he was not an evil man
And he understood...
He understood himself
Upon this he saw
That when he was of anger
Or knew hurt
Or felt fear
It was because he was not understanding
And he learned
~~Compassion~~
And with his eye of compassion
He saw his enemies like unto himself
And he learned
~~Love~~
Leonard Cohen - Anthem
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
The Green Berets By The Armed Forces
Paying a little tribute to Memorial Day a little early.Have a listen, its free:
http://www.google.com/url?sa=U&star...ks.com/balladofthegreenberetsWAVE.html&e=9801
Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Paying a little tribute to Memorial Day a little early.Have a listen, its free:
http://www.google.com/url?sa=U&star...ks.com/balladofthegreenberetsWAVE.html&e=9801
Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Little Deuce Coupe by The Beach Boys
Round round get around
I get around, yes
(*Laughter* *Clap*)
Get around round round, I get around
I get a--
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
(Ow!)
I'm getting awfully mad driving down the street
(Ow!)
I just don't want to be bugged sitting next to my sweets
(*Laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
The other guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there better not get tough
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
(Fake it, come on, Mike! Artistry!)
I'm makin' real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
I get around
Round
Get around, round round
(Rock out, Carl!)
(Anybody...)
(Come on, baby!)
([...])
We always take my car although it's a heap
And we never get turned down by the chicks we pick up on
Not much...
None of the guys go steady 'cos it wouldn't be Right Guard
To leave their best girls home on a Saturday night
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get around
I get around round woo ooooo oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo
Round round get around, I get around
Square
Get around round round, I get a square
Get around round round, I get around
Get around round round, I get around
(Don't stop!)
Get around round round, I get around
Boop boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get around
I get around
(Oh yeah!)
(Oh, that was really bad.)
(Let's do "Little Deuce Coupe" while [...]. Real fast, obviously.)
(I've got it, Brian. Here, Bruce, do your famous [...].)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the--)
(Oh--)
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
Well, I've got the cutest little piece in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh yeah
([...] Carl [...])
(We lost it.)
She's my little deuce coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't know what I got
Talk to me, baby
Talk to me, baby
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
'Cos if I had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly
Hey
My little deuce coupe
You don't know what I--
Little deuce coupe
Yeah
You don't know what I got
She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten (*laugh*) till the lake pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing: I got the pink slip daddy
(*Laughter*)
Oh yeah
Da da dom da da dom ba da
(Oh, let's do "Luau"!)
(Talk to me, baby!)
She comes on like a rose, da da dap
(Do the stroll!)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Round round get around
I get around, yes
(*Laughter* *Clap*)
Get around round round, I get around
I get a--
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
(Ow!)
I'm getting awfully mad driving down the street
(Ow!)
I just don't want to be bugged sitting next to my sweets
(*Laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
The other guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there better not get tough
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
(Fake it, come on, Mike! Artistry!)
I'm makin' real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
I get around
Round
Get around, round round
(Rock out, Carl!)
(Anybody...)
(Come on, baby!)
([...])
We always take my car although it's a heap
And we never get turned down by the chicks we pick up on
Not much...
None of the guys go steady 'cos it wouldn't be Right Guard
To leave their best girls home on a Saturday night
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get around
I get around round woo ooooo oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo
Round round get around, I get around
Square
Get around round round, I get a square
Get around round round, I get around
Get around round round, I get around
(Don't stop!)
Get around round round, I get around
Boop boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get around
I get around
(Oh yeah!)
(Oh, that was really bad.)
(Let's do "Little Deuce Coupe" while [...]. Real fast, obviously.)
(I've got it, Brian. Here, Bruce, do your famous [...].)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the--)
(Oh--)
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
Well, I've got the cutest little piece in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh yeah
([...] Carl [...])
(We lost it.)
She's my little deuce coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't know what I got
Talk to me, baby
Talk to me, baby
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
'Cos if I had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly
Hey
My little deuce coupe
You don't know what I--
Little deuce coupe
Yeah
You don't know what I got
She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten (*laugh*) till the lake pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing: I got the pink slip daddy
(*Laughter*)
Oh yeah
Da da dom da da dom ba da
(Oh, let's do "Luau"!)
(Talk to me, baby!)
She comes on like a rose, da da dap
(Do the stroll!)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Circlesound.......Have a listen, they are free.........I think they are pretty good, how about you?
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-What_A_War.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Feel_The_Energy.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Get_Up_Get_Out.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Psycho_Killah.mp3
So how are they?
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-What_A_War.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Feel_The_Energy.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Get_Up_Get_Out.mp3
http://www.circle-official.com/mp3/Circlesound-Psycho_Killah.mp3
So how are they?
The Ketchup Song....By those three moles!
haha what a piece of crap.
It's funny because it's crap.
haha what a piece of crap.
It's funny because it's crap.
Jimi Hendrix and his Purple Haze.
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Purple Haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me
Help me
Help me
Oh, no, no
Hammerin'
Talkin' 'bout heart 'n'...s-soul
I'm talkin' about hard stuff
If everbodys still around, fluff and ease, if
So far out my mind
Somethings happening, somethings happening
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, {click} ahhh,
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, ahhh, YEAH!
Purple haze all in my eyes, uhh
Don't know if its day or night
You got me blowin', blowin' my mind
Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?
Ooo
Help me
Ahh, yea-yeah, purple haze, yeah
Oh, no, oh
Oh, help me
Tell me, baby, tell me
I can't go on like this
You're makin' me blow my mind...mama
n-no, nooo
No, its painful, baby
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Purple Haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me
Help me
Help me
Oh, no, no
Hammerin'
Talkin' 'bout heart 'n'...s-soul
I'm talkin' about hard stuff
If everbodys still around, fluff and ease, if
So far out my mind
Somethings happening, somethings happening
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, {click} ahhh,
Ooo, ahhh
Ooo, ahhh, YEAH!
Purple haze all in my eyes, uhh
Don't know if its day or night
You got me blowin', blowin' my mind
Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?
Ooo
Help me
Ahh, yea-yeah, purple haze, yeah
Oh, no, oh
Oh, help me
Tell me, baby, tell me
I can't go on like this
You're makin' me blow my mind...mama
n-no, nooo
No, its painful, baby
Surfing Bird by The Trashmen
Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
WHAT'S THE WORD....................
Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
WHAT'S THE WORD....................
Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song
Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Boomtown Rats - I don't like Mondays
i didn't know that this song was based on real facts: a 16 years old girl that turned crazy one Monday and shot her classmates, injurying some of them and killing the principal. When she was interrogated about the reason of the her violence, she answered: "I don't like Mondays"
i didn't know that this song was based on real facts: a 16 years old girl that turned crazy one Monday and shot her classmates, injurying some of them and killing the principal. When she was interrogated about the reason of the her violence, she answered: "I don't like Mondays"
Jimmies chicken shack-pushing the salmanilla envelope, and Sugartooth- sounds of solid 000 so far.
Xerxes said:
off subject but my 11 year old daughter told me the other night she knew something (two things really ) that ryhmes with orange... doorhinge.
Ive never come close.Cranberries - To The Faithful Departed
Eagles - One Of These Nights
Deep Purple - Child In Time
Eagles - One Of These Nights
Deep Purple - Child In Time
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