Long time, no hear...

[cattitude]

Woo, come on, Woo, here we go,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohh ohh ohh ohh bop bop bu dop,

Oh itty bitty pretty one,
Come on and talk to me,
Let me grab you lovin one, come sit down on my knee,

Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh, it's time to roll, it's time to flow,
I can tell you a story,
It happened long time ago,
Little bitty pretty one,
Been watchin you grow,

Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Tell you a story, it goes a little somethin like this,

Little bitty pretty one,
Come on and talk to me,
Let me grab you lovin one, come sit down on my knee,

Come on everybody, let's put our hands together and sing along,
Come on, come on,
I said come on, I said come on,

Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohh ohh, little bitty pretty one

I'll tell you a story,
Happened long time ago,
Little bitty pretty one,
I been watchin you grow, here we go,

Woo, come on, Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohh ohh ohhh ohh bop bop bu dop,

Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohh ohh ohhh ohh bop bop bu dop,

Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohhh ohhh bop bop bu dop,
Ohh ohh ohhh ohh bop bop bu dop

 

[kwillia]

I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I'd of said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line
I been in the right trip
But I must have used the wrong car
My head was in a bad place
And I'm wondering what it's good for

I been the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
My head was in a place
But I'm having such a good time
I been running trying to get hung up in my mind
Got to give myself a little talking to this time

Just need a little brain salad surgery
Got to cure this insecurity
I been in the wrong place
But it must have been the right time
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong song
I been in the right vein
But it seems like the wrong arm
I been in the right world
But it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong

Slipping, dodging ,sneaking
Creeping hiding out down the street
See me life shaking with every who I meet
Refried confusion is making itself clear
Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here

I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I'd have said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line
I'd a took the right road
But I must have took a wrong turn
Would have made the right move
But I made it at the wrong time
I been on the right road
But I must have used the wrong car
My head was in a good place
And I wonder what it's bad for

 

[kwillia]

One night farmer Brown was takin' the air
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the hen house something stirred
When he shouted, 'Who's there?'
This is what he heard

There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, with your chin
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You're stompin' around and shakin' the ground
Kicking up an awful dust
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, it's a sin

Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do, we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin', gettin' chicks to hatch

Oh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point the gun the other way
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay

Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do, we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin', gettin' chicks to hatch
Oh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point the gun the other way
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay

Hey, hey boss man, what do you say?
It's easy, pickin's, there ain't nobody here but us chickens

Suck up...

 

[kwillia]

You Don't Know Me
by B.B. King

you give your hand to me
and then you say hello
and I can hardly speak
my heart is beating so
and anyone can tell
you think you know me well
but you don't know me

No, you don't know the one
who dreams of you each night
and longs to kiss your lips
and longs to hold you tight
to you I am just a friend
that's all I've ever been
no you don't know me

But I never knew
the art of making love
though my heart aches with love for you

afraid and shy I let my chance goes by
the chance that you might love me too

you give your hand to me
and then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy

you'll never ever know
the one who loved you so
no, you don't know me

 

[kwillia]

All you have to do is touch my hand
To show that you understand
And something happens to me that's some kind of wonderful

Ev'ry time my little world seems blue
I-I just have to look at you
And everything seems to be some kind of wonderful

I know I can't express this feeling of tenderness
There is so much I wanna say but the right words won't come my way

I just know when I'm in your embrace
This world is a happy place
And everything seems to be some kind of wonderful

I know I can't express this feeling of tenderness
There is so much I wanna say but the right words won't come my way

I just know when I'm in your embrace
Lord!, this world is a happy place
And everything seems to be some kind of wonderful

Some kind of a soft love
Some kind of a warm love
Some kind of wonderful
Some kind of wonderful, yes, it is, I-I-I know

FADE
Say I know

 

[cattitude]

You Don't Know Me
by B.B. King

you give your hand to me
and then you say hello
and I can hardly speak
my heart is beating so
and anyone can tell
you think you know me well
but you don't know me

No, you don't know the one
who dreams of you each night
and longs to kiss your lips
and longs to hold you tight
to you I am just a friend
that's all I've ever been
no you don't know me

But I never knew
the art of making love
though my heart aches with love for you

afraid and shy I let my chance goes by
the chance that you might love me too

you give your hand to me
and then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy

you'll never ever know
the one who loved you so
no, you don't know me

GREAT song!!

 

[kwillia]

There goes my baby
Moving on down the line
Wonder where, wonder where
She is bound
I broke her heart
and made her cry
Now I'm alone
So all alone
What can I do, what can I do...

There goes my baby
(whoa)
There goes my baby
(yeah)
There goes my baby
(Whoa)
There she goes

Yeah i wanna know
Did she love me
Did she really love me
Was she just playin
Me for a fool
I wonder why she left me
Why did she leave me
So all alone, so all alone
I...just wanna tell her
That i love her
and that I need her
Beside my side
To be my guide

I wanna know
Where is my...
Where is my baby...
I want my baby...
I need my baby...
Yeah...oohh...

 

[kwillia]

Ooh
Doop doop, doop doo doop
Ooh
Doop doop, doop doo doop

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know,
Where those treetops glisten, and children listen,
To hear sleigh bells in the snow, the snow.

Then, I-I-I am dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
May your days, may your days, may your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.

I-I-I am dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know,
Where the treetops glisten, and children listen,
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.

I-I-I am dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
May your days, may your days, may your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells all the way.
Ooooh.

 

[kwillia]

I dedicate this song to the missing Chaotic dude... You'll be back...

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place (background)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year (background)
You can find it here
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said
We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place
Such a lovely Place (background)
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise (background)
Bring your alibies

Mirrors on the ceiling
Pink champagne on ice
And she said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman
We are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave

 

[cattitude]

I dedicate this song to the missing Chaotic dude... You'll be back...

Speaking of missing...where's Mr. Gasm? Last time I saw him, he had this HUGE grin on his face...

 

[kwillia]

Speaking of missing...where's Mr. Gasm? Last time I saw him, he had this HUGE grin on his face...

I'm thinking Air must not of come up for air yet...

 

[chaotic]

I dedicate this song to the missing Chaotic dude... You'll be back...

Hmmmmmmwhat? I ran through a dry spell, couldn't post it up. It happens to every guy on occasion, perfectly normal. Actually, I've been trying to kill weeds and plant various things around the outside of the house. I found a black widow spider living under my deck yesterday - are they dangerous? This one was friendly, liked to crawl all over my hand.

Here's a tune for y'all, a nice July 4th patriotic sing-a-long:

You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk [2x]

La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww [2x]

You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk [2x]

La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww [2x]

We're gonna turn this mother out [2x]

You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk

Ow, we want the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
We gotta have that funk [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk [2x]

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk

 

[chaotic]

I just put on Mark Knopfler.

I dig the Knopfler.

 

[chaotic]

Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
For the dog that chases its tail will be dizzy
These are clapping dogs, rhythmic dogs
Harmonic dogs, house dogs, street dogs
Dog of the world unite
Dancin' dogs
Yeah
Countin' dogs, funky dogs
Nasty dogs (Dog)
Atomic dog
Atomic dog
Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya
Why must I feel like that
Oh, why must I chase the cat
Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya
Ruff
Ruff
Ruff
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher, baby, do the dogcatcher
Ooh
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Just walkin' the dog
Oh, atomic dog
Futuristic bow-wow
Ruff
Leader of the pack
Wild dog
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Just the dog in me
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Just the dog in me
Nothin' but the dog in me
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
The dog in me (Dog in me)
The dog is in me (Dog in me)
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
Do you wanna do the dogcatcher
Well, baby, why don't you do it again for me
Dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
House-trained dogs
Wild dogs
Say it again
Why must I feel like that

 

[chaotic]

Dire Straits

Oohhh if I had you
Yeah the things that I could do
Honey, if I had you
Now I could sing like an angel, fly just like a bird
Sing you the best love song you ever heard
I could be a poet like Mohammed Ali
Float like a butterfly sting just like a, just like a bee

Mmm, if I had you, ahhh the things that I could do,
If I had you

Now I'd go get your name tattooed on my chest
Well it'd just say 'my baby, my baby, she's the best'
I could be your Superman, you could be my Lois Lane
I could be a Tarzan, you could be my sweet Jane, if you wanted to

Mmm, if I had you, ahh the things that I could do,
If I had you

One more time

Oh if I had you, only had you, yeah the things that I could do
Oh boy, If I had you

So come on dance with me baby, don't let me go
Yeah dance with me baby, don't let me go
Baby don't let me, don't let me, don't let me... go

Don't let me go...

Come on dance with me baby, don't let me go
Yeah dance with me baby, don't let me go
Baby don't let me, baby don't let me go...

 

[chaotic]

Warning lights are flashing down at Quality Control
Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole
There's rumours in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell
There's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
'goodness me could it be Industrial Disease?'
The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
They're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most
The watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got the fleas
And everyone's concerned about Industrial Disease
There's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knots
Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots
Some blame the management som blame the employees
And everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease

The work force is disgusted dows tools and walks
Innocence is injured experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
that these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze'
On ITV and BBC they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless theology is worse
History boils over there's an economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean 'Industrial Disease'

Doctor Parkinson declared 'I'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking Brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Bette Davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease'
He wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressed
But I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later - next patient please
Send in another victim of Industrial Disease'

I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police and trucks
Two men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
'They wanna have a war so they can keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war so they can keep their factories
They wanna have a war to stop us buying Japanese
They wanna have a war to stop Industrial Disease
They're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap you energy incarcerate your mind
They give you Rule Britannia, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease
Meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soon
Abolish Monday mornings and Friday afternoons'
The other one's out on hunger strike he's dying be degrees
How come Jesus gets Industrial Disease

 

[Agee]

Speaking of missing...where's Mr. Gasm? Last time I saw him, he had this HUGE grin on his face...

Still got it!

Had a great Saturday! Thanks Pete and Otter for a great time on the Golf Course, even though I stunk up the place. Pete glad my consistensey off the tee, allowed you to win some cash

Had a blast at 2A and Sharons pad! Nice to see some familiar faces, and meet a couple of new ones (MM & Dems).

and a happy Fourth to all!

 

[tomchamp]

Oh the midnight, need a searchlight.
Oh the midnight, need a searchlight.

I walk along the rocky shore, the place I lost myself;
I search the water, look in the sky, I hear the cries for help.
I trace my footsteps down to the sea, but then the path disappears;
Here in the darkness, I'm runnin' blind,
Been stumblin' for all of these years.

CHORUS

What was the demon that made me run, can I ever hope to understand?
I hear my voice, echoes on the wind; I try to reach out with my hand.
Without a light, I might be here forever, lost for all eternity;
There in the darkness, slippin' through my fingers,
The face that smiles back is me.

 

[tomchamp]

Mr. Greed

Mr. Greed, why you got to own everything that you see?
Mr. Greed, why you put a chain on everybody livin' free?
You're hungerin' for his house, you're hungerin' for his wife,
And your appetite will never be denied.
You're a devil of consumption; I hope you choke, Mr. Greed.

CHORUS:
How do you get away with robbin'? Did your mother teach you how?
I hear you got away with murder, did you do your mama proud?

Mr. Greed, why you got to take more than you can ever use?
Bring 'em to their knees; isn't it enough just to win while they lose?
You bring no honor to the game, you feast upon the blood and pain,
But the bones you hoard can only bring you shame.
There's corruption in your path, be that your epitaph, Mr. Greed.

:guitar: :guitar: :guitar:

 

[vraiblonde]

A little Steve Miller...

This here’s a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin’ better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose

They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That’s where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run

Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run

Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is
He ain’t gonna let those two escape justice
He makes his livin’ off of the people’s taxes

Bobbie Sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her the very next day
They got the money, hey
You know they got away
They headed down south and they’re still running today
Singin’ go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run