The_Karen_Cooper_Incident Posted November 11, 2019 Share #1 Posted November 11, 2019 Artist: Dead Kennedys Song: Kill The Poor Efficiency and progress is ours once moreNow that we have the Neutron bombIt's nice and quick and clean and gets things doneAway with excess enemyBut no less value to propertyNo sense in war but perfect sense at home The sun beams down on a brand new dayNo more welfare tax to payUnsightly slums gone up in flashing lightJobless millions whisked awayAt last we have more room to playAll systems go to kill the poor tonight Gonna kill kill kill kill kill the poorKill kill kill kill kill the poorKill kill kill kill kill the poor tonight Behold the sparkle of champagneThe crime rate's gone, feel free againOh, life's a breeze with you, Miss Lily WhiteJane Fonda on the screen todayConvinced the liberals it's okaySo let's… Mudkipz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Longjohn ★ Posted November 11, 2019 Share #2 Posted November 11, 2019 Artist Pink Floyd album Ummagumma Song Several species of small furry animals gathered in a cave and grooving with a pict 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Prophet Zacharia Posted November 11, 2019 Share #3 Posted November 11, 2019 This song was playing in my head when I awoke this morning, so here is both lyrics and video. Artist: The Rolling Stones Song: Rocks Off Oh yeah I hear you talkingWhen I'm on the streetYour mouth don't moveBut I can hear you speak What's the matter with the boy?He don't come around no moreIs he checking out for sure?Is he gonna close the door on me? I'm always hearing voicesOn the streetI want to shoutBut I can't hardly speak I was making love last nightTo a dancer friend of mineI can't seem to stay in stepCome every time that she pirouettes over me And I only get my rocks offWhile I'm dreamingI only get my rocks offWhile I'm sleeping I'm zipping through the daysAt lightning speedPlug in, flush outAnd fire the fuckin' feed Heading for the overloadSplattered on the dirty roadKick me like you've kicked beforeI can't even feel the pain no more But I only get my rocks offWhile I'm dreamingI only get my rocks offWhile I'm sleeping Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the sceneIt's all mesmerized, all that inside meThe sunshine bores the daylights out of meChasing shadows, moonlight mystery Heading for the overloadSplattered on the dirty roadKick me like you've kicked beforeI can't even feel the pain no more And I only get my rocks offWhile I'm dreamingI only get my rocks offWhile I'm sleeping And I only get my rocks offWhile I'm dreamingAnd I only get my rocks offWhile I'm sleeping Only get them offOnly get them offGet them offOnly get them off, get them offOnly get them off Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
maddmaxx ★ Posted November 11, 2019 Share #4 Posted November 11, 2019 Every time I look at you I don't understand Why you let the things you did Get so out of hand You'd have managed better If you'd had it planned Now why'd you choose such a backward time And such a strange land? If you'd come today You could have reached a whole nation Israel in 4 BC Had no mass communication 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerrySTL ★ Posted November 11, 2019 Share #5 Posted November 11, 2019 Weird Al Yankovic - One More Minute Ah Well I heard that you're leavin' (leavin')Gonna leave me far behind (so far behind)'Cause you found a brand new loverYou decided that I'm not your kind (ahh) So I pulled (I pulled) your name out (name out) of my Rolodex (oh)And I tore all your pictures in twoAnd I burned down the malt shop where we used to goJust because it reminds me of you (dippity dippity doo) That's right (that's right) you ain't gonna see me cryin'I'm glad (I'm glad) that you found somebody new'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glassThan spend one more minute with you I guess I might seem kinda bitterYou got me feeling down in the dumps'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of loveAnd I have to use the self-service pumps Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcaseYou ain't (you ain't) gonna break my heart in two'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my faceThan spend one more minute with you I'd rather rip out my intestines with a forkThan watch you going out with other menI'd rather slam my fingers in a door (yeah)Again and again and again and again and again Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, Darlin' I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches (leeches)Shove an icepick under a toenail or twoI'd rather clean all the bathroom in Grand Central Station with my tongueThan spend one more minute with you Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacksOr stick my nostrils together with crazy glueI'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor bladesThan spend one more minute with you I'd rather rip my heart out of my ribcage with my bare handsAnd then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I dieThan spend one more minute with you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Karen_Cooper_Incident Posted November 11, 2019 Author Share #6 Posted November 11, 2019 I should have added this! Mudkipz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Karen_Cooper_Incident Posted November 11, 2019 Author Share #7 Posted November 11, 2019 1 minute ago, JerrySTL said: Weird Al Yankovic I love this dude. Mudkipz 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BuffJim Posted November 11, 2019 Share #8 Posted November 11, 2019 Are you ready Steve? Uh-huhAndy? YeahMick? OkayAlright fellas, let's go! Oh it's been getting so hardLiving with the things you do to meMy dreams are getting so strangeI'd like to tell you everything I see Oh, I see a man at the back as a matter of factHis eyes are as red as the sunAnd the girl in the corner let no one ignore herCause she thinks she's the passionate one Oh yeah! It was like lightningEverybody was fightingAnd the music was soothingAnd they all started grooving Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeahAnd the man in the back said everyone attackAnd it turned into a ballroom blitzAnd the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn youIt'll turn into a ballroom blitzBallroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz Oh reaching… Oh reaching out for somethingTouching nothing's all I ever doOh I softly call you overWhen you appear there's nothing left of you And the man in the back is ready to crackAs he raises his hands to the skyAnd the girl in the corner is everyone's womanShe could kill you with a wink of her eye Oh yeah! It was electricSo perfectly hecticAnd the band started leaving'Cause they all stopped breathing Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeahAnd the man in the back said everyone attackAnd it turned into a ballroom blitzAnd the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn youIt'll turn into a ballroom blitzBallroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz Oh yeah! It was like lightningEverybody was fightingAnd the music was soothingAnd they all started grooving Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeahAnd the man in the back said everyone attackAnd it turned into a ballroom blitzAnd the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn youIt'll turn into a ballroom blitzBallroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz It's it's a ballroom blitzIt's it's a ballroom blitzIt's it's a ballroom blitzYeah, it's a ballroom blitz 1 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MickinMD ★ Posted November 11, 2019 Share #9 Posted November 11, 2019 I don't care if it rains or freezes Long as I've got my plastic Jesus Sitting on the dashboard of my car. 1 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Forum Administrator Posted November 12, 2019 Share #10 Posted November 12, 2019 This is my favorite song this week.... It's the same routine, scene by scene Look me in the eye, are you not bored? Flicking on the news, kicking off your shoes On the bedroom floor I've got a tear in my eye But I tell you I'm tired But I'm not tired I miss chat-up lines, the first times The goodbyes that we dragged out Now it's just a wave, not a lot to say Do you have doubts? You're putting out your hand With a sweaty palm I don't want to hold it Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore And I'm nicely dressed in my Sunday best And I touch your chest but you don't care So I bite my cheeks and I walk the streets Just to breathe air Oh, it's so comfortable It's insufferable I don't wanna hide it Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore We're so tangled up it's hard to know How we might function on our own I'm scared that we might never know And I think it over every night Then face the day and wear a smile Oh shit, we're living a lie Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Maybe it's inevitable Maybe it's inevitable But this just isn't fun anymore Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
UglyBob Posted November 12, 2019 Share #11 Posted November 12, 2019 Float Flogging Molly Drank away the rest of the day, I wonder what my liver'd sayDrink, that's all you canBlackened days with their bigger gales blow in your parlor to discuss the dayListen, that's all you can Oh, but don't, no, don't sink the boatThat you built, you built to keep afloatNo, don't, don't sink the boatThat you built Sick and tired of what to say, no one listens anywaySing, that's all you canRambling years of lousy luck, you miss the smell of burning turfDream, that's all you can Oh, but don't, no, don't sink the boatThat you built, you built to keep afloatNo, don't, don't sink the boatThat you built, that you built to keep afloat Singled out for who you are, it takes all types to judge a manFeel, that's all you canFilthy suits with bigot ears hide behind their own worst fearsLive, that's all you can It's all you canIt's all you can do No matter where I put my head, I'll wake up feeling sound againBreathe, that's all you canTomorrow smells of less decay, the flowers greet this blooming frayBe thankful, that's all you can Oh, but don't, no, don't sink the boatThat you built, you built to keep afloatNo, don't, no, don't sink the boatThat you built, that you built to keep afloat No, don't, no, don't sink the boatThat you built, that you built to keep afloat A ripe old age, a ripe old ageI'm a ripe old age, that's what I amI'm a ripe old age, a ripe old ageA ripe old age, just doing the best I canA ripe old age, a ripe old ageA ripe old age, that's what I amA ripe old age, a ripe old ageA ripe old age, just doing the best I canThe best I can Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Page Turner Posted November 12, 2019 Share #12 Posted November 12, 2019 God bless America, land that I love, Stand beside her and guide her Through the night with a light from above. From the mountains, to the prairies, To the oceans white with foam, God bless America, My home sweet home. While the storm clouds gather far across the sea, Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free. Let us all be grateful for a land so fair, As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer: God bless America, land that I love,Stand beside her and guide herThrough the night with a light from above.From the mountains, to the prairies,To the oceans white with foam,God bless America,My home sweet home.God bless America,My home sweet home. ....words and music by Irving Berlin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Page Turner Posted November 12, 2019 Share #13 Posted November 12, 2019 ...I'm also very fond of the Cagney version of "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Page Turner Posted November 12, 2019 Share #14 Posted November 12, 2019 Angel from Montgomery is also a great song (by John Prine) I am an old woman named after my motherMy old man is another child that's grown oldIf dreams were lightnin' and thunder were desireThis old house would've burned down a long time agoMake me an Angel that flies from MontgomeryMake me a poster of an old rodeoJust give me one thing that I can hold ontoTo believe in this livin' is just a hard way to goWhen I was a young girl, well, I had me a cowboyWeren't much to look at just a free ramblin' manBut that was a long time and no matter how I tryThe years just flow by like a broken down damMake me an Angel that flies from MontgomeryMake me a poster of an old rodeoJust give me one thing that I can hold ontoTo believe in this livin' is just a hard way to goThere's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em in there buzzin'And I ain't done nothin' since I woke up todayHow the hell can a person go to work in the mornin'And come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say?Make me an Angel that flies from MontgomeryMake me a poster of an old rodeoJust give me one thing that I can hold ontoTo believe in this livin' is just a hard way to goTo believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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