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:: shudder :: 

i'm probably gonna shoot myself for this later, but sing, post stories, whatever. but no barney i say! courtesy of artemis for your lyrics pleasure:

 

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East Side Digger

It doesn't show signs of stopping
And i brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight
How i'll hate to go out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home i'll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying
And my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Thu, 07/24/2003 - 7:36 AM Permalink
Clue Master

You're just plain sick my friend.

my avatar in your face

Thu, 07/24/2003 - 9:18 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Thu, 07/24/2003 - 10:42 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

Take this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer good buddy take it to the captain
Tell him i'm gone tell him i'm gone

If he asks you was i running
If he asks you was i running
If he asks you good buddy was i running
Tell him i was flying tell him i was flying

If he asks you was i laughing
If he asks you was i laughing

If he asks you good buddy was i laughing
Tell him i was crying tell him i was crying

This old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer good buddy rings like silver
Shine like gold buddy and it shine like gold

Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day
Got to get my money gotta get my pay
Got to get my money gotta get my pay
Got to get my money gotta get my pay

Fri, 07/25/2003 - 12:46 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don't look back to see.

Thought i heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name,
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "take aim!"

Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don't look back to see.

Over on the mountain
Thunder magic spoke,
"let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."

Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don't look back to see.

Sat, 07/26/2003 - 9:22 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

Tweeter was a boy scout before she went to vietnam
And found out the hard way nobody gives a damn
They knew that they found freedom just across the jersey line
So they hopped into a stolen car took highway 99

(chorus)
And the walls came down all the way to hell
Never saw them when they're standing
Never saw them when they fell

The undercover cop never liked the monkey man
Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen to a rackateer named bill
She made secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill

It was out on thunder road - tweeter at the wheel
They crashed into paradise - they could hear them tires squeal
The undercover cop pulled up and said "everyone of you's a liar
If you don't surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire

(chorus)

An ambulance rolled up - a state trooper close behind
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind
The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree
Near the souvenir stand by the old abandoned factory

Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit

He was taking the whole thing personal
He didn't care about the loot
Jan had told him many times it was you to me who taught
In jersey anything's legal as long as you don't get caught

(chorus)

Someplace by rahway prison they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered them said "boy, you didn't
Think that this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "there's someplace i gotta go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and said "it's best if you dont' know"

The undercover cop was found face down in a field
The monkey man was on the river bridge using tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the monkey man "i'm not fooled by tweeter's curl
I knew him long before he ever became a jersey girl"

(chorus)

Now the town of jersey city is quieting down again
I'm sitting in a gambling club called the lion's den
The tv set been blown up, every bit of it is gone
Ever since the nightly news show that the monkey man was on

I guess i'll to to florida and get myself some sun
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's been done
Sometime i think of tweeter, sometime i think of jan
Sometime i don't think about nothing but the monkey man

(chorus)

Mon, 07/28/2003 - 11:00 PM Permalink
Frosti

Who the heck is that by?

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 4:42 AM Permalink
THX 1138



Who the heck is that by?

Yeah. I never heard that one before.

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 5:44 AM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

The Boss ?

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 6:03 AM Permalink
THX 1138



Man, that Boss Hog was one fat dude.

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 6:06 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Hell yeah.. I bet he ate alot of Twinkies.... Twinkies are the shit!.. I dont touch ding dongs though... anything with the word "dong" in it aint goin no place near my mouth.

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 3:19 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

anything with the word "dong" in it aint goin no place near my mouth.

best laugh of the day.

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 5:52 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

and the traveling willburys

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 10:25 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

I drove around the city
Looking for a room
That was high above the water
Where my things could be in tune
There was noone to help me
Nobody even cared
I had to got through hell
To get those things up there
I paid my first subscription
Then i joined the idle race
And they said "store it in a cool dry place"

I got guitar, basses, amplifiers and drums
Accordions and mandolis and things that sometimes hum
Cymbals and harmonicas, capos by the score
And lots of things in boxes laying all around the floor

Some places they get mildew
And others get too hot.
Some places are so damp that

Everything you got just rots
All kinds of condensation
Directories of the rain
There's not much compensation
When everything's been stained
Some have sentimental value that
Cannot be erased
Go store it in a cool dry place

We got solids and acoustics
And some from flowered board
And some are trimmed in leather
And some are made with gourds
There's organs and trombones
And reverbs we can use
Lots of dx-7s
And old athletic shoes
I bought a great big building
It took up one whole block
I made an inventory
Of all the things in stock
The place was getting longer
I was up all night
I used up all my pencils
But i went onto spite
The blury of my vision
The sweat upon my face
I've got to put this stuff away
I mustn't leave a trace
The landlord's breathing down my neck
He say's it's a disgrace
So i said "put it in a cool, dry, place"

Tue, 07/29/2003 - 10:28 PM Permalink
lceman Cometh

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Wed, 07/30/2003 - 2:06 PM Permalink
lceman Cometh

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Wed, 07/30/2003 - 2:07 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

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Wed, 07/30/2003 - 4:35 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

Edited by THX 1138

Wed, 07/30/2003 - 4:42 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Uhh.. whats goin on?

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 12:50 AM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

The posts before mine were phony, and my response gave too much info.

Thanks J T

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 5:34 AM Permalink
THX 1138



You're welcome.

Those kinda surprised me. I thought "What the hell is Bill Fold doing".

Well, that's cuz it wasn't him.

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 5:38 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now, i can't see

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly

There he is wrapped in a ball

Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, i'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly

He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 7:51 AM Permalink
THX 1138



I know that one.

The Who

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 8:14 AM Permalink
Frosti

John Entwistle.

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 10:46 AM Permalink
me2

so can someone go in the forum and pretend to me ME?
whats the deal?

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 1:34 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Kinda

I just changed my name to 'me2 and it looked almost just like yours. Fortunately ares informed me that it changes all your previous posts as well so I changed it back. I suppose you could be like these other posers and start up another totally new handle.

P.S. - Nobody could ever pretend to be like you. There's just not enough sweetness to go around.

::nose is a funny shade of brown for some reason::

Thu, 07/31/2003 - 4:08 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

::nose is a funny shade of brown for some reason::

peacekeeping ?

Hey ClueMaster: There's a cache at Smokin Hills. They have great A/A and cold, cold beer.

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 1:06 AM Permalink
me2

But if there is already a Me2 then the forum should say "already a user" pick another name or name not available...shouldn't it?

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 6:56 AM Permalink
me2

I can see changing the avatar and tag line easily but NOT the user name. that should be 'already in use'.

On AOL noone can use my e-mail/user name because it is already used. What gives? why isn't this forum protected like that?

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 6:58 AM Permalink
Frosti

I believe it is protected to a point. Nobody can use the user name "me2" because you're currently using it. But somebody could slightly modify it, like "me2'" or "me2.". However, the bigger issue is that if you changed your user name for a moment, say you were feeling silly and went with "me3", then somebody else could immediately grab your abandoned "me2" handle.

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 7:12 AM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

say you were feeling silly and went with "me3", then somebody else could immediately grab your abandoned "me2" handle.

I don't know anyone who would do that.

;-)

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 7:23 AM Permalink
Cluebacca



Yeah, who would do such a thing?

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 8:05 AM Permalink
Clue Master

Hey ClueMaster: There's a cache at Smokin Hills. They have great A/A and cold, cold beer.

Damn!! Now that's tempting. All I need is a couple of disc golf holes and they'll never get rid of me. ;-)

I wonder if they're hiring?....

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 10:19 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

You keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face
Dance cheek to cheek
One to one
Man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars
Yeah wall to wall
Door to door
Hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture
Be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to the punk rock
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with
the human race
And you hip hop
And you don't stop
Just blast off sure shot
Because the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!

Fri, 08/01/2003 - 9:36 PM Permalink
Frosti

By request, for me2:

Highway 61 Revisited

Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No." Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61."

Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61.

Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61.

Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.

Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored
He was tryin' to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61.

Tue, 08/05/2003 - 7:52 AM Permalink
me2

Iwoulda thought it was about our 61.

Do you know how many people have been killed on 61 this year?
I am afraid to drive it! NOT going to Cottage Grove to find their treasure -not gonna do it!

Tue, 08/05/2003 - 8:45 AM Permalink
Frosti

Bob is from Hibbing, MN so I'm sure he didn't just pick Highway 61 at random. Probably has some meaning for him.

Tue, 08/05/2003 - 9:20 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Now they call you prince charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow

But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know i been there before

One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Fri, 08/08/2003 - 3:31 AM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

a sad message, but some of the coolest "southern" music in their too short time. I saw them in the Civic Center theater, 20 rows back, and Ronnie was cookin'

You were the best, man.

Fri, 08/08/2003 - 5:43 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the machine.

Sun, 08/10/2003 - 7:39 AM Permalink
Clue Master

Oh, my, God! That's been my favorite song of all time since it's release.
Did you happen to know that already ESD?

Mon, 08/11/2003 - 1:44 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

I was out in the city
I was out in the rain
I was feeling down hearted
I was drinking again

I was standing by the bridges
Where the dark water flows
I was talking to a stranger
About times long ago

I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
I was lucky
Tell me how have I changed

Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh help me now

And the girls in the doorway
And the boys in the game
And the drunks and the homeless
They all know me

And the police on the corner
Give a nod and a wave
As they point me
To my final destination

I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
Feeling lucky
Tell me how have I changed

Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh help me now

In the hotel I'm excited
By the smile on her face
But I wondered
How was time
Gonna change her

I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
I was out there
Tell me how have I changed

Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh I'm out
Oh out of control

Mon, 08/11/2003 - 3:05 PM Permalink
Frosti

Great album ESD and CM, but I always preferred this one. We always sing it when we go camping:

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Mon, 08/11/2003 - 6:01 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Yeah Frosti, that's my wife's favorite tune too. Great album but still not as good as The Wall. That's my all-time favorite album.

Mon, 08/11/2003 - 6:40 PM Permalink
Frosti

I actually prefer WYWH over The Wall, but that could be partially due to the incredible overexposure of The Wall.

Mon, 08/11/2003 - 7:03 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

Tue, 08/12/2003 - 7:22 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

You better run all day,
And run all night.
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside.
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight,
You better park the car well out of sight.
'Cause if they catch you in the back seat,
Trying to pick her locks,
They're gonna send you back to Mother,
In a cardboard box.
You better run!

Tue, 08/12/2003 - 7:26 AM Permalink
Clue Master

Feel the bile rising, From your guilty past.

I never knew those were the lyrics for that part. Nice. Thanks

Tue, 08/12/2003 - 9:19 AM Permalink
Frosti

You didn't? They act out the lyrics in the movie. The brownshirts are marching down the street in verse 1, and they pull a couple out of a make-out session in their car during v. 2.

Tue, 08/12/2003 - 10:44 AM Permalink
Clue Master

I knew those lyrics, just not the 'Feel the bile rising' line

"'scuse me while I kiss this guy" ;-)

Tue, 08/12/2003 - 1:04 PM Permalink