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Offline JB88

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« Reply #630 on: February 21, 2008, 10:20:51 AM »
The moon is on ice
It smiles from above
It lights up the night
And sends you its love
And sends you its love
In a small cafe
You said you were mine.

yello, moon in ice.
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« Reply #631 on: February 21, 2008, 10:27:33 AM »
Did you catch the fever
Flying toward the moon?
Sailing in space to a distant shore
You kind of wondered
What they came here for

Moon Crazy - BOC
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« Reply #632 on: February 21, 2008, 10:43:31 AM »
i'm sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea.

styx.  come sail away.
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« Reply #633 on: February 21, 2008, 11:50:57 AM »
If there's one thing in my life that's missing
It's the time I spend alone
Sailing on the cool and bright clear waters


Time for
a cool change....

"Cool Change"  -Little River Band

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« Reply #634 on: February 21, 2008, 12:11:37 PM »
Yes boss. the government handshake
Yes boss. the crusher of language
Yes boss. mr. stillwater,
The face at the edge of the banquet
The cool, the cool river
The cool, the cool river


paul simon, cool cool river
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« Reply #635 on: February 21, 2008, 12:15:24 PM »
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss
And I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer
Just tryin' to earn a dollar
Well, I went to my boss
Who governs me
He said, "No, dice, bud
You gotta work late"

"Summertime Blues"  -Eddie Cochran

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« Reply #636 on: February 21, 2008, 05:12:10 PM »
Workin' for a livin'
Livin' and a workin'
I'm takin' what their givin'
Cuz I'm workin' for a livin'

Huey Lewis and the News
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« Reply #637 on: February 22, 2008, 11:39:22 PM »
everybodys workin' for the weekend. - loverboy
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« Reply #638 on: February 23, 2008, 08:48:24 AM »
Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind

People stopping staring
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Thru' the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Backing off of the North East wind
Sailing on summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone


"Everybody's Talkin"  -Harry Nilsson

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« Reply #639 on: February 23, 2008, 10:48:16 AM »
In the great book of John - you're warned of the day
When you'll be laid - beneath the cold clay
The Angel of Death - will come from the sky
And claim your poor soul - when the time comes to die.

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When The Angel of Death - comes down after you
Can you smile and say - that you have been  true
Can you truthfully say - with your dying  breath
That you're ready to meet - the  Angel of death.

When the lights all grow dim - and the dark shadows creep
And then your loved ones - are gathered to weep
Can you face them and say - with your dying breath
That you're ready to meet - the  Angel of Death.

The Angel of Death --  Hank
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« Reply #640 on: February 23, 2008, 01:08:50 PM »
Has anybody here, seen my old friend John -
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed a lot of people, but it seems the good die young
But I just looked around and he's gone.

"Martin Abraham and John"  -Dion

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« Reply #641 on: February 23, 2008, 03:42:34 PM »
You might've heard that I run with a dangerous crowd
We ain't too pretty, we ain't too proud
We might be laughin' a bit too loud but that never hurt no one
I tell ya only the good die young

Billy Joel
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« Reply #642 on: February 23, 2008, 04:47:22 PM »
if you're gonna die, die with your boots on.  - iron maiden
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« Reply #643 on: February 23, 2008, 05:08:30 PM »
Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he
Ah Yodel-oh-hooo hoo-hoo-hoo
Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he
Well my hat's done worn out
My boots are bad
I ain't got a gun
But I wish I had
And I'm down
In a one horse town
My gal done left me
The other day
Said I didn't bring home
Enough of that pay
And I'm down,
In a one horse town
But I'm doin' fine,
I'm doin' ok
I think I might get by
Just one more day
Well when you get low down
You got nothin' to lose
All you can do
Is start singin' the blues
When you're down,
In a one horse town
I drank on Tuesday
Until I fell down
I woke up on Wednesday
And you weren't around
And I'm down,
In a one horse town
But I'm doin' fine
I'm doin' ok
I think I might get high
Just one more day

Hank--
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« Reply #644 on: February 23, 2008, 06:30:24 PM »
What happened to just posting one line?
Oh well here goes...


Well, I heard ole Neil put her down

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