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Let's go out to dinner and see a movie
Let's go out to dinner and see a movie Let's go out to dinner And see a movie Let's go out to dinner and see a movie |
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The woman was a dream I had
Though rather hard to keep for when my eyes were watching hers They closed, And I was still asleep. For when my hand was holding hers She whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room The echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke. The place I saw was far beneath The surface of the sea My sight was poor But I was sure The sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room. |
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| 3:00 |
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| 11:32 |
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Reba sink a boulder in the water Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune Knee deep in the motel tub Reba dangle ladle form her lip dip sip Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume mutter to a farmer in a truck Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba cheetah on the prowl in a cage sink a boulder in the water tie a cable to a tree Mutter "nature" to the nag with the lipstick perfume Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover thunder in a circle down the pipes Bag it Tag it Sell it to the butcher in the store Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub picked up a jar unscrewed the top and watched it drop into the water A little scoop of plaster mix some coffee grounds and mud and then she stirred it with the ladle that her Grandmother had bought her threw in a pot of melted wax a forefoot and a hoof apple core, worms galore and a can of some corrosive coconuts and chloroform some wicker and some cork Toxic waste, some purple paste she hoped was not explosive Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation and she knew that what she make would be the finest in the nationbr) |
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| 5:49 |
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Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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| 9. |
| 5:47 |
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Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid I've got the time if you've got the inclination So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering Sit up and take notice Tell it like it is If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you I've got a feeling you know what you did chorus: AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag DC Bag (2x) Time to put your money where your mouth is Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground I'm a stranger here I'm going down Let's get down to the nitty gritty Let's get this show on the road I'll show you mine if you show me yours I'm breathing hard - open the door (chorus) Brain dead, and made of money No future at all Pull down the blinds and run for cover No future at all Who would've thought it, that's where I am No future at all Don't sweat it, that's where I am Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back to the camp. Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated. Even though he had only been in Gamehendge for one day, he had already developed a deep hatred for Wilson. He wanted desperately to help the revolutionaries, but without Palmer, it seemed hopeless. He wandered slowly through the camp and passed Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had returned that afternoon. He walked on and soon found himself outside of Tela's hut. Forbin knocked and walked in. Tela sat behind a makeshift desk in the center of a room that was littered with small cages containing spotted stripers, a tiny three-legged breed of animal. The unit monster sat in the corner. The colonel took a step toward Tela and spoke. "I needed to come here tonight" he said, "to tell you that I've fallen in love with you." He looked to her eyes for approval but her face remained frozen in an expressionless stare. An awkward blanket of silence fell over the room and hung for a long moment before being shattered by the sound of the door swinging violently open. It was Rutherford the Brave. The ironclad knight rushed across the room and gripped the throats of Tela and the unit monster in each of his mighty hands. They struggled to break free but even the unit monster was no match for Rutherford's power and soon it was over. The bodies fell to the floor in a lifeless heap. Colonel Forbin stepped forward from where he stood in the corner unable to contain his confusion and rage and screamed "WHY?" His question was answered by Errand Wolfe who had quietly slipped through the doorway during the confusion. "She was a spy," he said, and explained to Forbin that she had been sending information to Wilson using the spotted stripers as carriers. Roger's death had aroused his suspicion, and Palmer's had confirmed it. The colonel stood in silence in a world that had turned up-side-down so many times that he no longer knew which way was up. It had all seemed so simple when he first arrived. G ood versus evil, and of course he had sided with good as he had done all his life. And now, he stood and stared into the eyes of Errand Wolfe and he saw evil. The entire picture began to seem like an enormous puzzle with one piece missing, and the colonel knew what that piece was. "Within twenty-four hours," he said to Errand Wolfe, "You will have the Helping Friendly Book." And even as the words were leaving his lips, he found himself running out the door and into the forest, not towards Prussia, but toward the great mountain looming in the distance. |
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| 11. |
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Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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| 12. |
| 11:09 |
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David Bowie
UB 40 |
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| 5:07 |
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I look into the finance box
Just to check my status I look into the microscope See Golgi Apparatus Golgi, oh, woe is me You can't even see the sea Golgi, olgi, oh ooo olgi Golgi Golgi They call him Lysasome Cause he runs so fast Runs like a junkyard dog With a brain of brass I saw you With a ticket stub in your hand Under the light Middle of the night Couldn't get it wrong So I had to |
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The Squirming Coil of sunset
I keep within my reach Tried yesterday to get away and hitchhiked to the beach I saw Satan on the beach trying to catch a ray He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil it got away.... The muscles flex the mother's ring She fastens children to her king and sends him down the crooked street When he returns, the birth's complete Jimmy holds the Tannis root The forest's tasty nectar shoot The sun tips off the monarch's suit from sequined sash to shiny boot "I'd like to lick the coil some day Like Icarus, who had to pay with melting wax and feathers brown He tasted it on his way down" Stun the puppy! Burn the whale! Bark a scruff and go to jail! Forge the coin and lick the stamp! Little Jimmy's off to camp |
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Won't you step into the freezer
Seize her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Tease her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Look who's in the freezer Uncle Ebenezer |
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My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one
You're my only true sweet one With my all, I'll call you my sweet one )From far away, I'll say your name Oh with you, I'd travel thick And with you, I'd also travel thin And all the spaces in between I'd travel with you You're my sweet one But for now I must sit jail here and ponder the yonder Herbivores ate well cause their food didn't never run Oh, if You're ever unsatisfied with the way life's treating You You know You can count on me to take good care of You I love you honey oh yes I do You know that's true of course and if your dog or cat ever dies, I'll buy You a Ewe |
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There's a mouse starin' out of the window
His colony's trapped in the snow He's planning a family vacation But he just can't go Around the next corner's a red bird His feathers are trapped in a sling He's passed by some mudslinging parrot Who's jealously ain't got no end There ain't no time to stash the gumbo Or rattle around in a cage The sacrificed child's made bubbles And spittle is everywhere enraged In the hot sand I land on my feet They blister and cake with debris Chez rolez is guarding the toll port While Angry piddles with glee There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper He's sending them off to himself He gets them a couple days later Who put them along his top shelf If you get tired of shavings And carve up a good hunk of wood Remembering to check on the sausage He's got cooking somewhere look good |
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Trapped in time and I don't know what to do
These friends of mine, I can see right through You don't gotta tell me I don't gotta move 'Cuz I'm sittin' back here sharin' in the groove Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) I walk through the hallways inside my mind I chase the backbeat from behind Big dude in the doorway was blockin' my way He reached to grab me and this is what he said Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) This is the end My only friend, the end Indians lying on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts in the young child's fragile ... mind Aahhhhhhhh! Careful with that axe, Eugene Mother Careful with that axe, Eugene Aahhhhhhhh!!!!! |
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| 2:43 |
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| 6:04 |
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He walked on down the hall
Walked on down the hall He said "mother" "Father, I want to kill you" "Mother I want to cook you breakfest I want to cook you breakfest, mother Mother, I wanna cook you breakfest Then I wanna, I wanna borrow the car Then I wanna borrow the car Then I wanna" Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove |
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| 1:46 |
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| 6:30 |
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Little Suzy Greenberg, with her head caved in.
Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow. Aughta put that woman in a looney bin, Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show! Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot. An artist she may be, but a genius she is not. She says she wants to be a sociologist, But she better first get checked by a neurologist. Chorus Suzy, Suzy, Suzy, Suzy Suzy, Suzy Greenberg Suzy, Suzy, Suzy, Suzy Suzy, Suzy Greenberg Suzy's 'bout as faithful as a slot machine. Pays off once in a while, then she robs you clean. She's always afraid that she's not sure what she's worth. She's out of her mind, and she's not of this Earth. Woman walks the streets like she's queen of the town. Doesn't talk very much, she's very profound! Little Suzy Greenberg's always playing a game. Since the day we first met, she's probably forgot my name! Chorus x2 Little Suzy Greenberg, with her head caved in. Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow. Aughta put that woman in a looney bin, Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show! Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot. An artist she may be, but a genius she is not. She says she wants to be a sociologist, But she better first get checked by a neurologist. Chorus x2 |
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In the cool shade of the banana tree
On the rugged trail toward the balcony A child of the twentieth century A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee Far away in another place A fading beauty named Milly Grace A gospel singer with pox on her face And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace Fee was a Buddhist prodigy Long past the age of maturity Someday he knew it would set him free Like it did for Floyd, the chimpanzee Whoa, Fee You're trying to live a life that's completely free You're racing with the wind, you're flirting with death So have a cup of coffee and catch your breath Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru His heart was jumping like a kangaroo Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo It was hopping and jumpin' in wooden shoes But Floyd was jealous and alone He wanted Milly for his own A desperate craving in his bones "Their love," he said, "I will not condone" Then one day on a ship to Quebec, Floyd found Fee and Milly on a lover's trek He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck Whoa, Fee You're trying to live a life that's completely free You want to stay with Milly until you're dead But you just got a bottle upside the head Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd She said, "You think you're pretty mean" And though she was as thin as a small string bean She slammed him in the face with a nectarine Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship 'Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip Milly said, "Floyd, I'll make you lose your grip, With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip" So Milly took that paper and did the deed Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed And as the sharks circled in and began to feed Milly knew her weasel was finally freed Whoa, Fee You're trying to live a life that's completely free Floyd is dead, he's nothing but a ripple 'Cause Milly took that paper and sliced him on the nipple Whoa, Fee You're trying to live a life that's completely free You're racing with the wind, you're flirting with death So have a cup of coffee and catch your breath |
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Won't you step into the freezer?
Won't you step into the freezer? Won't you step into the freezer? Won't you step into the freezer? |
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