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Gomorrah

Postby Gretzky » Sun Jan 24, 2010 2:03 am

Just a song of Gomorrah
I wonder what they did there
Must have been a bad thing
to get shot down for

I wonder how they blew it up
or if they burned it down
Get out, get out, Mr. Lot
and don't you look around

Who gave you your orders?
Someone from the sky
I heard a voice inside my head
in the desert wind so dry

I heard a voice telling me to flee
The very same voice i always believe
Said: A lot of trouble coming
but it don't have to come to you
I'm sparing you so you can tell
the rest what you been through

But don't you turn around, no
Don't look after you
It's not your business how it's done
You're lucky to get through

You're a good upstanding man
A credit to the flock
But if you don't face straight ahead
You could not take the shock

Blew the city off the map
Left nothing there but fire
The wife of Lot got turned to salt
because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind
Because she looked behind . . .
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we are going to be friends.

Postby Gretzky » Thu May 20, 2010 10:37 pm

fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, book and pens
i can tell that we are gonna be friends
i can tell that we are gonna be friends.

walk with me, rightoverthismess lee
through the park, and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we've found
then safely walk to school without a sound
safely walk to school without a sound.

well here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now it's time to learn
we clean up and now it's time to learn.

numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height against the wall
teacher marks our height against the wall.

and we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that i sound funny
but she likes the way you sing. . .

tonight i'll dream while i'm in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when i wake tomorrow i'll bet
that you and i will walk together again
'cause i can tell that we are going to be friends
yes i can tell that we are going to be friends...

-jack white
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gilligan's honeybees

Postby Gretzky » Sat Jun 12, 2010 1:09 am

You need us, you need us!
Like a clam needs a shell
Like a prisoner needs a cell
Like a dingdong needs a bell
You need us!

You need me, you need me!
Like a picture needs a star
Like a golfer needs a par
Like teenagers need a car
You need me!

You need me, you need me!
Like a baby needs a toy
Like Hawaiians need their poi
Like a girly needs a boy
You need me!

You need me, you need me!
Like a diamond needs a ring
Like a harp needs a string
Like a queen needs a king
You need me!

You need us, you need us!
Like a bee needs its buzz
Like a peach needs its fuzz
So that's why. . .
You need. . .
You need us!

Buzzzzz!!!!!!
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Postby Turk » Sat Sep 04, 2010 3:58 pm

run away to the seashore
it doesn't matter anymore
doesn't matter anymore
words dry up and fly away with the passing of the days
eventually you just let the stone fall

i dreamed that i saw you
you were down at the corner store
you were looking through magazines
and you flew out the door
i was trying to wave to you
but you wouldn't wave back
now you know i understand
you're with me only in the past
only in the past

you're with me only in the past
only in the past
you're with me only in the past
only in the past

my palms are not open
they're closed
they're closed
my palms are not open
they're closed
they're closed

i dreamed that i saw you
you were down at the corner store
you were looking through magazines
and you flew out the door
i was trying to wave to you
but you wouldn't wave back
now you know i understand
you're with me only in the past
only in the past

colors streak the sky we laugh and we cry
and we dance in the cool grass with the fireflies
and we dance in the cool grass sunset birds
sweet sweet music swallow our words
you set sail and you left this town
run away, run away, you're so far
so far from me now

so far from me now

run away to the seashore
it doesn't matter anymore
doesn't matter anymore
words dry up and fly away with the passing of the days
eventually you just let the stone fall

i dreamed that i saw you
you were down at the corner store
you were looking through magazines
and you flew out the door
i was trying to wave to you
but you wouldn't wave back
now you know i understand
you're with me only in the past

only in the past

only in the past



only in the past ~ be good tanyas
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Postby Turk » Wed Sep 22, 2010 2:20 am

some blues are just blues, mine are the lonesome blues
some blues are just blues, mine are the lonesome blues
all the birds flew south for the winter
left me these lonesome blues

my baby left me
hitched a train down south
my baby left me
hitched a train down south
i still taste his kisses
like candy in my mouth

i wish i had wings, just like an aeroplane
i wish i had wings, just like an aeroplane
i'd fly down and find my baby
and never be lonesome again.


lonesome blues ~ dolly parton via begoodtanyas
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