Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Quiet Sun Rongwrong I'm looking in my little black book to see if I was right or rongwrong within the confines of whoremonger logic to even try to sing this song I could have asked the I Ching but that would have taken up too much time And with the time before [Fall] I didn't see there was no time to lose If things got bad it could always turn into a blues Like they do back home on the Delta – grunt and groan I'm looking in my little black book of European logic Still I can't make head or tail of it Ah, if I could only read between the lines Think of all the treasures I might find Learn the secret of trance and levitation Liberate my soul in six easy lessons Meanwhile I'll stay at home, listen to Schönberg in the bath and leave you to the geometry of my laugh to which you're welcome if it helps you at all to get your rocks off and have a ball Could there really be a thought that we have nothing to share? We drink the same water and we breathe the same air Deep down inside we need each other just the same You need me to laugh at and I need you to blame
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Maybe not eclectic but maravilloso: Oh, Darling If you can dig another beatle or stone: Work It Out/MLH
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Hey in the pouring rain When the smell of terror brings a thousand eyes The red men come again They kill my children and they kill my wife And then they leave me bleeding Family dead, just freaking out bleeding Stoned in the gutter Empty of my colour I'm fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side I'm fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run You've got to run for an hour and you're still not done You've got to run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Hey in the ice and snow When the call up sounds to the real in deed But do you really wanna know How we rode into freedom on whimsy and greed? And they said your time is over I don't see any gallant calls I don't see an inch of reflex 'cept to leave me bleeding Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding I'm fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side I'm fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run You've got to run for an hour and you're still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run You've got to run for an hour and you're still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run You've got to run for an hour and you're still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run You've got to run for an hour and you're still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Reynard left and went to Warwickshire, to a mound near a railway line, with canals and a freezing swamp. He climbs high up above the countryside and breathes freely. To the south he could see Polesworth, and to the north he could just make out the ruins of the priory where Joss and I played cricket as children. We were only three miles away, probably drinking tea and talking, (Have you heard about the orphan, sitting by the coffin) at the same time as he was taking the stanley knife out of the bag. He pushed the point into his stomach, (His Father's not a sinner no more) until the light shone right through. And then he reached down, and he took the bag. It's a plastic bag With plastic handles And plastic sides and and And ANd AND HE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGE HE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGE ps - Kudos to Tiassa for Robyn Hitchcock
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Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! We'll be sold to Roddy Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops Weeks in our company Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops We'll be soaked and ruddy Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops Weeks in our company Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops We'll be soaked when Roddy comes Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny Buys the pearly dew drips soaks We'll be soaked when around he comes Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny Buys the pearly dew drips soaks Taciturn to fellow So try to turn to loan him these Bruised your eye on her staff So when he turned around he saw Taciturn to fellow So try to turn to loan him these Bruised your eye on her staff So if we send the Roddy, soaks We'll be soaked when Roddy comes Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny Buys the pearly dew drips soaks (We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy) Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops (We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy) Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny Buys the pearly dew drips soaks video audio Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Three from Uncle Shelby Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Shel Silverstein, "I Got Stoned and I Missed It" Oh yes boys, play it sweet for me. I was sittin' in my basement; I'd just rolled myself a taste of Somethin' green, gold, and glorious to get me through the day. When my friend yells through my transom, "Grab your coat an' get your hat, son. There's a nut down on the corner a givin' dollar bills away." But I sat around a bit, and then I had another hit. And then I rolled myself a bomber, thought about my momma. Looked around, fooled around, played around while and then— I got stoned and I missed it, I got stoned and I missed it, I got stoned and it rolled right by. I got stoned and I missed it, I got stoned and I missed it, I got stoned—oh me, oh my. It took seven months of urgin' just to get that local virgin With the sweet face up to my place to fool around a bit. And next day she woke up rosy, and she snuggled up so cosy. But when she asked me how I liked it Lord it hurt me to admit— I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and it rolled right by. I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned—oh me, oh my. I ain't makin' no excuses for so many things I uses Just to brighten my relationships and sweeten up my day. But when my earthly race is over, and I'm ready for the clover, And they ask me how my life has been, I guess I have to say, I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and it rolled right by. I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned and I missed it, I was stoned—oh me, oh my. • "Qualuudes Again" • "The Smoke-Off"
meh, he's no ari, but a son of philippe shall have to do. for what seemed hours, i wandered along the seine, schlepping about a parcel on wheels containing a harmonium, sundry electronics, and personal effects, in pursuit of that fabled hotel. (this did follow a previous successful pilgrimage to the gravesite.) what i found instead was a horrible girl who wooed me with her fondness for magma and gong--woo indeed: her supposed medical knowledge failed to distinguish between a fucking kidney and a liver. but anyways... Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! abschied seinem geiste bekenne ich mich ein sehnen verzehret sein schönes gesicht das ermattet von güte beschattet allmächtig ist sein körper bewegt sich nicht im traume sich endlich sein zwingen vergißt den heulenden jubel erkenne ich nicht der mir den heiligen frieden zerbricht sein schweigender mund, seine schlafende brust harren zärtlich der süßen lust sein körper bewegt sich nicht im traume sich endlich sein zwingen vergißt Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! you forgot to answer when i remember what to say when i remember what to say you will know me again and you forget to answer when i remember what to say when i remember what to say you will know me again and you forget to answer you seem not to be listening you seem not to be listening the high tide is taking everything and you forget to answer when i remember what to say when i remember what to say you will know me again and you forget to answer
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