Any Favorite Song Lyrics??

"Nobody loves me but my mother, and she could be jivin' too"

- BB King

If you Could Read My Mind - Gordon Lightfoot

If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
'Bout a ghost from a wishin' well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see

Margaritaville - Jimmy Buffet

I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault

"I drive fastly,

call me Jeff Gor-Don

in the black SS

with the Naviga-Tion"....

-Nelly, EI

A classic;


"Childhood living is easy to do,
The things you wanted, I bought them for you.
Graceless lady, you know who I am.
You know I can't let you slide through my hands.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away.

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain.
Now you decided to show me the same.
No sweeping exits or offstage lines,
could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away.

I know I've dreamed you, a sin and a lie,
I have my freedom but I don't have much time.
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried.
Let's do some living, after we’ll die.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day."


The Rolling Stones

From I'm So Excited by the Pointer Sisters:

I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it.

From Circle by Harry Chapin:

It seems like I've been here before;
I can't remember when;
But I have this funny feeling;
That we'll all be together again.
No straight lines make up my life;
And all my roads have bends;
There's no clear-cut beginnings;
And so far no dead-end.

How to Handle a Woman (Camelot) by Frederick Loewe

How to handle a woman?
There's a way," said the wise old man,
A way known by ev'ry woman
Since the whole rigmarole began.

Do I flatter her? I begged him answer.
Do I threaten or cajole or plead?
Do I brood or play the gay romancer?

Said he, smiling: "No indeed.
How to handle a woman?
Mark me well, I will tell you, sir:
The way to handle a woman
Is to love her...simply love her...
Merely love her...love her...love her."

Waiting the hour destined to die
Here on the table of hell
A figure in white unknown by man
Approaching the altar of death
High priest awaiting dagger in hand
Spilling the pure virgin blood
Satan's slaughter, ceremonial death
Answer his every command

Death will come easy just close your eyes -
Dream of the friends you'll see
Heavenly failure losing again
Move on to a new form of life

Altar of sacrifice, curse of the damned
Confronting the evil you dread
Coalesce into one your shadow and soul
Soon you will meet the undead

(lead: hanneman) RIP

[altar of sacrifice, curse of the damned
Confronting the evil you dread
Coalesce into one your shadow and soul
Soon you will meet the undead]

Enter to the realm of satan!

(lead: hanneman) RIP

Blood turning black, the change has begun
Feeling the hatred of all damned in hell
Flesh starts to burn, twist and deform
Eyes dripping blood realization of death
Transforming of five toes to two
Learn the sacred words of praise, hail satan

(lead: hanneman) RIP

A gift of powers disposed upon you
Use them when you feel the need
Master the forces and powers of satan
Controlling the creature's instinct
Drawn to the castles that float in the sky
Learn to resist the temptation
Watching the angels sift through the heavens
Endlessly search[ing] for salvation

(lead: king)

Scorpions – Rock You Like A Hurricane

It's early morning, the sun comes out
Last night was shaking and pretty loud
My cat is purring, it scratches my skin
So what is wrong with another sin?

The bitch is hungry, she needs to tell
So give her inches and feed her well
More days to come, new places to go
I've got to leave, it's time for a show

Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane

My body is burning, it starts to shout
Desire is coming, it breaks out loud
Lust is in cages till storm breaks loose
Just have to make it with someone I choose

The night is calling, I have to go
The wolf is hungry, he runs the show
He's licking his lips, he's ready to win
On the hunt tonight for love at first sting

Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Are you ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, baby)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane

Rock you like a hurricane

It's early morning, the sun comes out
Last night was shaking and pretty loud
My cat is purring, it scratches my skin
So what is wrong with another sin?

The night is calling, I have to go
The wolf is hungry, he runs the show
He's licking his lips, he's ready to win
On the hunt tonight for love at first sting

Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Are you ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane

I'd cry for the time I've wasted but that would be a waste of time and tears.
Willie Nelson

"The Carpal Tunnel Of Love"

We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."

And we might've started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones at a glass moon*

Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh

We keep the beat with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former selves saying: "How've you been?"

We might've said goodbyes just a little soon (Stomp out this disaster town) Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon

Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, ohh...

It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got up to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter

Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning