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    We've all heard 'em. Hell, we've all probably created a few, inadvertently or otherwise. The mis-heard lyrics that are hysterically funny once you find out what the right words are. The unique version of "Truckin'" your bar band came up with. "St. Stephen," as rendered by your 6-year-old. You get the idea. Post here.

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  • August 25, 2011 - 7:35pm
    Panamy
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    The Songs Of Bob
    In the simpsons episode "the italian bob" what is the name of the opera song bob sings at the end of episode
  • June 18, 2011 - 5:52pm
    c_c
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    good one, Pid.
    peace.
  • June 11, 2011 - 10:14am
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    For all us "casual" golfers
    Bogeyland Blues I can't find the fairway with driver I always hit a slice Have to hack it out from the right rough One green in reg would be nice I gotta get down, I gotta get down gotta get down in under nine If I leave one more ball in the water I won't play here no more Gave myself a lie in the short grass But now I'm dropping four I gotta get down, gotta get up and down Or I can't putt here no more Lots of golfers carding fives every hole Keepin' 'em happy all the time Some of the fellas making snowmen on all And you can hear them cry Who's your pro, buddy? Who's your pro, now, Can he fix this swing of mine? Gotta get down to the practice tee That's where I think I need to be Hit my irons and wedges okay But I'm always too far away Lot of golfers got the bogeyland blues Can't make par for losing Lot of golfers got to walk the course 'Cause the cart fees are too huge I don't know, buddy, I just don't know If I'll make a par again I don't know, buddy, I just don't know If I'll make a par again Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
  • October 25, 2010 - 3:11pm
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    Toast on the Way
    'Toast on the Way' As you wait Oh the crust is bursting in flames my finger in pain Like a fool I was sure, no fork!, it's a shame Browned just right, jam spread out jumps like a kite Srings up right, can't fit in the bun Don't jam that bun It can't fit like a bagel in heat, I sigh with defeat What is the loss there are crumbs on the floor, they will get tossed Burn everything Without toast day to day, we can't bing I will play, day by day Anyway, lox, bagel, honey Grinning with glee I burnt toast all morning though yearning to pee Toast on the way Well I know only this, I've got mine today Don't go away 'Cause I spread what I spread and I like it that way I will spread, one more day Just instead, honey for you Making it too... Without toast on the plate breakfast's too few ( -; love&peace.
  • September 27, 2010 - 12:12am
    c_c
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    looks great
    looks frigging great to me, sugar. keep going. **** nature calls, can't take a breather!! why do I pee all the time? getting old or is it gonnorhea? am I victim of some babe's slime? ain't no more help on the way from cc neither originality is YOURS Krs, I lack mine maybe it's best to ask Bobby Weirder... am I victim of the times? **** yuk yuk yuk. ( -; peace.
  • September 26, 2010 - 5:22pm
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    Victim of the Times
    Hey CC: I've been puzzling on a song parody and can't break the code... wondered if you might contribute some of your handiwork... I hear a parody of Victim or the Crime in my ears, but only have this much: Patience runs out on the funky The label sucks another soul Did they sleep to fame or earn it? Listeners force-fed, will they burn it? Whatever happened to our psychedelic rock n' roll???? When I turn on my stereo receiver I think I'm gonna lose my mind Don't get Gaga or Justin Bieber Am I a Victim of the Times? So I wrestle with this chord change To see how many words I know ... There is no choice cuz I like neither, Is it the rhythm or the rhyme? I'd almost prefer Saturday Night Fever Am I a Victim of the Times?
  • September 4, 2010 - 2:47am
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    Wonderful CC! Glad to see you creating parodies again! :) ********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
  • September 3, 2010 - 10:20pm
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    Sugar Smacknolias
    http://www.evanevanevan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/digemfrog.jpg Sugar Smacknolias, headrush looming Box is empty and I don't care Saw my lady dig out the last piece Knew she had fingers that dare Sweet cereal crumbs under my pillow We can have sugar highs wearing tye dyed We can discover the lack of nutrition Strolling with rushes with time to bide ** Sugar Smacknolias Pouring that milk in Caught lighting up Come on out smoking, I'll talk you into buying mine No worries, I know where we can get some for free ** Smacknolia Daydream: Smacknolias Daydream (brummmm!) Puring the milk in (brummmm!) Making them fart blows (brummmm!) Milk coming out my nose (brummmm!) Smoking doin' wheelies Tides out, binging, I'll talk you into buying wine Smacknolias Daydream Smacknolias Daydream Talking you into buying wine (slow version, (brummmm! is the sound of the drum)
  • April 14, 2010 - 1:58am
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    krs10
    Krs10 BeGettingSome As I was scrolling down this old thread thinking bout nothing, just the Grateful Dead she caught my attention, could only mutter 'my my' t'was the swish and sway... twice krs10 never shy never shy She had Daisy Duke shorts riding up her bum and in less than a minute I was about to c____ I need an infusion of of vitamin E Wish I was kidding, but now I gotta pee gotta pee nothings really broken but nothing really works never had no green babe like Captain Kirk Mudd's Women were all a fantasy krs10 is just as real as real can be real as can be well you gotta know that geezers like me can only fantasize about what might be with gals like krs, I had my share now I'm just to old to really give a care give a care way too stubborn to admit anythings wrong the pipes are broken it takes so darn long with a viagra, things are looking up well, what can I say... I just got schtupt just got schtupt had one, had three, had it with two believe me if want-- if you really need to never been a stranger with my own right hand just a little titilation in the internet land internet land **** Now I gotta apologize to maryE she knows that all I is is old cc didn't want this song to get so perverse least I frigging wrote it not with one curse not one curse love&peace&peace&love.
  • October 27, 2009 - 11:27pm
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    **** iknowurider (slightly updated version) iknowurider's, gonna drink a cuppa tea iknowurider's, gonna drink a hot cuppa tea Gotta teabag with sugar, baby, please pour herbal for cc Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Got that rider foot fetish, baby, I must confess iknowurider said WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!!??! iknowurider said WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!??! Goshnab stubbed her toe, gonna keep limping on Stepped in poo last night, Lord, you know she was pissed Scrapped the doo doo off, Lord, being done dog down dissed This ain't no crunch club baby, I just wanna get kissed > > iknowurider's, gonna put her fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put her slit skirt on > Gonna put on her garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > Saw her last night, Lord, you know she looks the best > Chatted last night, Lord, she’s unlike all the rest > My heart was thumping baby, she put my wedding vows to the test > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > The walls of the ‘love shack’ are shakin' again today > The windows of the ‘love shack’ are all shatterin' today > Some lucky someones are really getting blown away > > iknowurider, has her fishnets on > iknowurider, has her slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish I could see you try your garter belt on > I wish I could see you try that slit skirt on > I'd leave my old lady; and that ain’t no con > > iknowurider's, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I’d get a tattoo of you, my baby, and put it on my arm > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish you’d let me come in out from the rain > I wish you’d let me come in from out the rain > Cause right now, baby, my heart is in real pain > > iknowurider, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Cause in your “love shack” baby, I know what’s going on > > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my fishnets on" > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my slit skirt on" > "Gonna put on my garter belt, as soon as CC Joe stops drooling on > on on ON ON ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" love&peace&peace&love
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We've all heard 'em. Hell, we've all probably created a few, inadvertently or otherwise. The mis-heard lyrics that are hysterically funny once you find out what the right words are. The unique version of "Truckin'" your bar band came up with. "St. Stephen," as rendered by your 6-year-old. You get the idea. Post here.
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when I first heard this song, I was sure it was 'William - T' (not Liberty) and that the song was about William Tell... I was pretty fucked up when I heard it the first time... "What's the point of calling shots, this cue ain't straight in line Cue balls made of styrofoam and no-one's got the time"
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I actually heard Bobby sing (during Truckin') What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? After the sex change you know she isn't the same. In my early listening years, during The Golden Road, I thought (I think...) 3rd verse it says...lie down smokin' honey, have yourself a ball. I thought it said: Lie down smoke it baby, have yourself a bowl. Some parts of Bobby's high-intensity singing during Truckin made me incapable of singing along and could almost make me think it was sung in Swahili. A dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago... ________________________ www.autoquoteresearch.com
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My buddy Bob always sang, The women are drunker!! Always laughed way to hard. I miss Bob, he moved away. I see him about once a year maybe.
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Playing this the other day and the other half was singing along, to my surprise. as she doesn't really like the GOGD, it came to the @got 2 reasons why i cry away each lonely night and Anne/Marie became Emily First one's named sweet Emily actually fits Bob - - - - - - - - - - - - - - http://spanishsunshinedaydream.blogspot.com/ http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=633338979 Spanish Jam
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Bob, your other half's not alone. That's what I thought it was for a long time... Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
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CharlieBoBarley I always thought the lyrics were ..."With hair so long, he's got to calling it home!" I guess I was picturing St. Stephen as a very long-haired hippie... ..."Been here so long" somehow makes much more sense (even to a hippie)!
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Dallas, got a soft blue sheen 15 yrs of hearing this toon & I thought Dallas had some kick ass neon blue lights, which caused a "sheen" What the hell is a "soft machine" ? PEACE
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Weed, liquor and money, they load it down. 3 of my all time favs, yee haw!
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a 'machine' is talking about a political group, or a group of politicos who have a lot of power. Tammany Hall is one from somewhere in the 19th century. a soft machine, would mean a weak or not so influential political power structure, I think. or maybe I am wrong about that completely, that is the way I too the words. peace.
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It Must Have Been The Doses CC j grew his hair down to his toe-ses He had scabies, lice, and fleas in his long black hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, he couldn't give a care I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there Ten sheets of blotter rolled up and got for free Sounds echo in his ear like a cool symphony If I take another, whaddaya think will happen to me? Let me take some more doses and float me out to sea I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there One brown tab, put him in limbo Everyone's complaining, though, 'come on, we want some more Memories fade from shadows and now it's all lore And it's strange how no one doses any more I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there
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Me And Tiger Lilly Busted out of Barcelona riding on a train Feeling nearly faded as her dress Tiger Lilly ate some paella just before the rain Farted all the way to Fi-guer-es Well I took my old cassette from my dirty sack Playin' slow while Lilly sang the blues Stinky farts keeping time Holding Lilly's spirit in mine We finallly sang near every song that we knew The Board's just another place to think about The Scene The Board can cheer you up -- if you know what I mean The internet is easy Lord, when there ain't no tour The Board is good enough for me Good enough for me and Tiger Lilly With the kind, grateful folks; rapin' here is fun Lilly shared the secrets of my soul Standing right beside me Lord in everything I done Lilly's spirit kept me from the cold Nowhere never on this Board, I'll let her slip her away Looking for memories I hope we'll find And I'll trade all my straight friends for a single head To be sharing Lilly's spirit, oh so KIND The Board's just another place to think about The Scene The Board can cheer you up -- if you know what I mean The Internet is easy Lord, when there ain't no tour The Board is good enough for me Good enough for me and Tiger Lilly
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The 12 Daze of Christmas On the first day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: a blotter hit of L-S -D On the second day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Third day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Fourth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Fifth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Sixth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Six hacks a sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Seventh day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Seven cheese-sandwiches a grilling Six hacks a sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Eighth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Eight busses a-running Seven cheese-sandwiches a-grilling Six hacks a-sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Ninth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Nine tie-dyes dyeing Eight busses a-running Seven cheese-sandwiches a-grilling Six hacks a-sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Tenth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Ten tapes playing Nine tie-dyes dyeing Eight busses a-running Seven cheese-sandwiches a-grilling Six hacks a-sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Elevnth day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Eleven buds for smoking Ten tapes playing Nine tie-dyes dyeing Eight busses a-running Seven cheese-sandwiches a-grilling Six hacks a-sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D On the Twelfh day of Christmas a deadhead gave to me: Twelve heads smiling Eleven buds for smoking Ten tapes playing Nine tie-dyes dyeing Eight busses a-running Seven cheese-sandwiches a-grilling Six hacks a-sacking FIVE MIRACLE TICKETS Four dancing hippies 3 Tofu Turkeys 2 veggie burritos and a blotter hit of L-S -D
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Gypsy Soul Twenty 7, Xmas eve, with the full moon over town Gypsy Soul sang to Oroboros while wearing a big frown Do ya know she sang to him what do you make of that 'Cause Oroboros is a slick guy who ain't even a bit fat Oh joe, oh joe, tell me where is the bowl You ate all the cereal that was bought for Gypsy Soul Gypsy Soul is a mad woman, don't wanna eat no bread Joe go buy more Trix, and fill up the bowl deadicated, deadicated oh sweet deadicated D How the hell can I stop him, when he's twice as fat as me Well don't ask me Trix Are For Kids, I don't feel so fine Not only that, another thing, I GOT NO LYME Oh joe, deadic said, just give me one You ate all her cereal now she's gonna see you hung He waded to the market through Count Chocula's blood Stepped up to Gypsy Soul in the aisle, said give me a bowl full, love As Gypsy Soul lit a cigarette, she made some calls Blew the smoke in his face, dragged him out by the balls Oh joe, oh joe, we'll see you hang high You ate all my cer-e-al and now I've got to DYE She went a-walking down on Shakedown Street Three piece band on the corner played M - A - R - Y - E But we ate some different cereal, what cereal could it be The cereal that woman ate was bought by Tiger Lilly The cereal that woman ate was bought by Tiger Lilly
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Dark Hal R Hal R mashes Burning peels into ashes Tots of 'taters Chives and sour creme but it misses Butter lasting Melts into crevices of illusion Shall we try, you and I, potatoes from a can? With the famine or windfall of harvest Skin washers Eating them will make you fatter Arteries clogging To cholosterol levels rising Deadicated Procedes into farts in my eye Shall we try, you and I, potatoes from a can? With the famine or windfall of harvest
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Bruiser If I saw a show for every post that I have drawn I could tell tall tales all night feelin' very keen Don't you count the posts baby cause that really blows And you know I'm only running from the cold All the shirts in my closet ain't got no collars And I ride all over this great wide land You can reach out and pick up a four leaf clover But I'll always win a game against THE MAN Last fair hustle in the country, sweet Susie Last fair hustle in the town Put your gold money where your game is baby Before you let me leave this old town Don't you count the posts baby cause that really blows Well I know almost nothing that you won't ever know Don't chew gum or a piece of hard toffee Gonna play with some suit and make'm feel woe Everybody's dragging but this cue is mine I can tell the 8 or 9 ball by the way they shine Pot the 9 ball on a clean hard break Well I got no chance of losing this time Well I got no chance of losing this time
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> iknowurider > > > iknowurider's, gonna put her fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put her slit skirt on > Gonna put on her garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > Saw her last night, Lord, you know she looks the best > Chatted last night, Lord, she’s unlike all the rest > My heart was thumping baby, she put my wedding vows to the test > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > The walls of the ‘love shack’ are shakin' again today > The windows of the ‘love shack’ are all shatterin' today > Some lucky someones are really getting blown away > > iknowurider, has her fishnets on > iknowurider, has her slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish I could see you try your garter belt on > I wish I could see you try that slit skirt on > I'd leave my old lady; and that ain’t no con > > iknowurider's, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I’d get a tattoo of you, my baby, and put it on my arm > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish you’d let me come in out from the rain > I wish you’d let me come in from out the rain > Cause right now, baby, my heart is in real pain > > iknowurider, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Cause in your “love shack” baby, I know what’s going on > > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my fishnets on" > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my slit skirt on" > "Gonna put on my garter belt, as soon as CC Joe stops drooling on > on on ON ON ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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late at night, I woke up about 2 or 3am, with the iknowurider song in my head. in semi darkness, I keep a flash light next to the futon, I wrote up these notes: click on pic to enlarge it: peace.
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CC's been drinking, out on a bingeNo reason why, but just on a whim Now he is shitfaced, on a plane Flying away, he's just insane And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone With an elbow bending, it's a binge in fact CC's gone, gone, but someday he'll be back CC's gone A member of the club 'Mile High' His old lady letting out a great big 'sigh' Playing 9 ball, he can't lose Nothing left to do but booze, booze, booze... And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone Going where the there is no rain at all On a dry farm until fall Dug one well, made a ditch The muscles in his back are starting to bitch Again, CC's been drinking, out on a binge No reason why, but just on a whim Now he is shitfaced, on a plane Flying away, he's just in-sane And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back
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and hurry back to us. Stay safe out there.
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thanks marye, as time permits while transiting in an airport or in a big city, I'll check in here and there. meanwhile... love and peace.
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Cosmic Badger Cosmic Badger what's up with you You travel so far, that's what you do To 'WhereverthefuckitisStan' you flew Go on home, Mrs Badger's calling you Cooking up a pot of badger stew Light the fire -- put it under you Out the window a Great Tit flew Go on home, Mrs Badger's calling you Now you have just one more chance We all wanna see the Badger dance Trippin out and in a trance Poke my eyes, with a lance Meeting you in an airport bar Looking at the sky we see Dark Star Drinking beers all during the day My ears are clogged, 'what did you say?' You said you're a badger or are you a skunk Don't really know but there's a funk Is it you or is it me? Don't know, but CC's gotta pee CC Joe, the cops are on to you You are taking so damn long in the loo What you got there in your hand? What comes out is dry like sand You're feeling that 'itch' aren't you? Your old lady knows what you wanna do Poor old CC, please don't feel blue Turning her back she's just stalling you Stalling you Stalling you Stalling you Stalling you Maybe later, she says with a sigh Old CC is starting to cry No worries, mate. She's joking with you Get in bed, she says to you Get in bed, she'll be kind to you Get in bed, she'll be kind to you Get in bed, she'll be kind to you KIND TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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CC-YOU ARE A TRIP! Have a safe one. Love your goofing w/ the lyrics.....xoxoo Gypsy Cowgirl
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for Grateful Mom, Gigi, on her birthday: Hugs on the Way Grateful Mom shakes On the road her engine in flames She feels no pain Drunk as a skunk, the mechanic to blame Poised for a fight, she hitch-hikes - ALL RIGHT! Into the light Unlike some Mom can dance, Mom can shake, all in fun Why are we lost? I can pay, for the gas today, what is the cost? To see Mom dance Without Mom everyday, it's like a trance I will say, day by day Anyway, be who you be Mom's special to me She's dancing again, woooo weeeeeeeeeeee! Hugs on the way Well it's your happy, happy birthday today Don't go away 'Cause we love you so much, I want to say I will say, Happy b-day today! Go your own way, Mom, we love you One of a few Without Mom in the scene we'll all feel blue Hugs on the way Happy Birthday Mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thanks again, CC aka ChilliCheeseWhiz aka eoj aka Joe C. Boss aka the ChefI printed it out and I'm framing it for myself :) Peace, Gigi
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sweet, mom. makes me smile to hear that. ( - ; love and peace.
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Aardvark barking in the middle of the darktake this broken brain and learn to think all your life you were only waiting for someone to mix a drink Aardvark barking in the middle of the dark take this sunken chest and learn to lift all your life you were only waiting for a way to catch the drift Aardvark bark Aardvark bark into the teeth of a passing shark Aardvark bark Aardvark bark into the teeth of a passing shark Aardvark barking in the middle of the dark take this broken brain and learn to think all your life you were only waiting for someone to mix a drink you were only waiting for someone to mix a drink you were only waiting for someone to mix a drink Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
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nice one, Pid!! Pid and the deadhead kid sitting in the dark Reaching for his hand, 'what will he think?' And your wife? She was.... ohhh, never mind! ( -;
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Snag me some floor seats, down at MSGCan't tell you how happy I'll be Change to the shipping, hit quicksand Steal those seats right outta my hand And now they're gone Now they're gone, Lord they're gone They're gone Like a miracled newbie, twirling in the lot They're gone, gone, instead I ain't got squat They're gone Can't hold my anger even though I tried Hot as a pistol and screaming inside Can't even get roof seats, way up high Nothing left to do but whine, whine, whine When did getting Dead tickets get so strange Toy web servers 'bout as useful as a cast iron range Lost that round and the price wasn't anything The knife in the back is what causes the pain Same old Hoping for floor seats, down at MSG Can't tell you how happy I'd be Like I told you, hit quicksand Crashed those seats right outta my hand Ooh, nothing's gonna bring them back Ooh, nothing's gonna bring them back Ooh, nothing's gonna bring them back Oops, that would be my whaaaambulance just outside! Remember, if you can't laugh at yourself, you've probably got no business laughing at anything. Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
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Wrote this one ages ago to Zappa's "Bobby Brown" tune Hey there, people, I'm georgie B. They say my brain's as big as a pea My daddy's tough, our cash is shiny I tell all the world they can kiss my heinie Here I am at a famous school I'm doin' my best I'm nobody's fool if I can't make it here, Daddy'll give lots of money Oh God I am the American dream I do not think I'm too extreme An' I'm a rightous sonofabitch Daddy bought me my jobs 'cuz we're filthy rich Right-wing liberation came creepin' all across the nation I tell you people, it was real nice that I found a great gal by the name of Rice She tells me what I should do as if it's all brand new she has my brains in a vice, like she has a dick come on Condi, help me out here like real quick Oh God I am the American dream I keep my nose so squeaky clean an' I'm a stupid son of a bitch am I the Prez. or a cowboy...I don't know which So I went out and got me a bunch of guys who are all so old, that they seem really wise they said I should go after Saddam so dad doesn't think I'm as soft as a madam Eventually me and my friends Had a real big mess in the end We talk real big, like we’re the men of the hour No one should question that we have the power Oh God I am the American dream hey you guys in New Orleans, I'm not REALLY mean an' I’m a stupid son of a bitch Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic But Jeez Brother Dickie, your shootin’s spastic And my name is Georgie B ********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens
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good words, there Pid. topical. you are not alone. same same thing happened to me, though I had row "A" in one of the first levels up... still haven't gotten my MSG tix back. boo hoo, can't get my MSG tix back... boo hoo, can't get my MSG tix back...
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Cilantro Moon Organic Market in my town is boomin' You'll find all condiments separated in factions Got your chili sauce, your Heinz in an A-1 room Salsa satisfaction They got em packaged up for love when it's sunny Tater tots, licking nuggets Playboy Bunnies Pop one in your mouth, it's too hot for me And roll a joint, gonna roll it in honey Cilantro moon, spicy for all I feel the heat, SHIT! I spilled it all Cilantro moon, fill the jar Beats eating Taco Bell in the car With the flatuation, I want to cry Veggie Nachos, bean burritos, oh my! Breaking wind by and by... oh, never mind... ( -;
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The Recycle Song -- Every Scrap is Sacred There are rappers in the world. There are disco kids. There are punks and then There are those that follow MC Hammer but I've never been one of them. I'm a deadhead Recycler, And have been since I was born, And the one thing they say about deadheads is: They'll accept you if you're warm. You don't have to be a six-footer. You don't have to have a great brain. You don't have to have any clothes on. You're A deadhead recycler the moment you came Because Every scrap is sacred. Every can is great. If a bottle is wasted, God gets quite irate. Every scrap is sacred. Every egg shell is great. If a re-usable item is wasted, God gets quite irate. Let the heathen spill theirs On the dusty ground. God shall make them pay for Each bottle that can't be found. Every bottle is wanted. Every can is good. Every effort is needed In your neighbourhood. jerks, fools, mooks, Spill theirs just anywhere, But God loves those who treat their re-cycleables with more care. Every egg shell is sacred. Every piece is great. If a scrap is wasted,... ...God gets quite irate. Every scrap is sacred. Every effort is good. Every effort is needed... ...In your neighbourhood! Every effort is useful. Every effort is fine. God needs everybody's efforts... Let the wankers spill theirs O'er mountain, hill, and plain. God shall strike them down for Each drop that's spilt in vain. Every scrap is sacred. Every can is good. Every effort is needed In your neighbourhood. Every drop is sacred. Every scrap is great. If a bottle is wasted, God gets quite iraaaaaate! (-; (humble apologies to Michael Palin and Terry Jones, please forgive me, mates for taking unprecedented liberties on their masterpiece, Every Sperm is Sacred, Monty Python bit featured in The Meaning of Life) peace.
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cilantro moon...love it i wonder if we can get the boys to use those lyrics...the recycle song...great now i have that song stuck in my head..thanks:)
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**** iknowurider (slightly updated version) iknowurider's, gonna drink a cuppa tea iknowurider's, gonna drink a hot cuppa tea Gotta teabag with sugar, baby, please pour herbal for cc Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Got that rider foot fetish, baby, I must confess iknowurider said WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!!??! iknowurider said WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!??! Goshnab stubbed her toe, gonna keep limping on Stepped in poo last night, Lord, you know she was pissed Scrapped the doo doo off, Lord, being done dog down dissed This ain't no crunch club baby, I just wanna get kissed > > iknowurider's, gonna put her fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put her slit skirt on > Gonna put on her garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > Saw her last night, Lord, you know she looks the best > Chatted last night, Lord, she’s unlike all the rest > My heart was thumping baby, she put my wedding vows to the test > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > The walls of the ‘love shack’ are shakin' again today > The windows of the ‘love shack’ are all shatterin' today > Some lucky someones are really getting blown away > > iknowurider, has her fishnets on > iknowurider, has her slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish I could see you try your garter belt on > I wish I could see you try that slit skirt on > I'd leave my old lady; and that ain’t no con > > iknowurider's, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider's, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I wish we was on tour, not working on this farm > I’d get a tattoo of you, my baby, and put it on my arm > > iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on > > I wish you’d let me come in out from the rain > I wish you’d let me come in from out the rain > Cause right now, baby, my heart is in real pain > > iknowurider, gonna put those fishnets on > iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on > Cause in your “love shack” baby, I know what’s going on > > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my fishnets on" > iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my slit skirt on" > "Gonna put on my garter belt, as soon as CC Joe stops drooling on > on on ON ON ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" love&peace&peace&love
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Krs10 BeGettingSome As I was scrolling down this old thread thinking bout nothing, just the Grateful Dead she caught my attention, could only mutter 'my my' t'was the swish and sway... twice krs10 never shy never shy She had Daisy Duke shorts riding up her bum and in less than a minute I was about to c____ I need an infusion of of vitamin E Wish I was kidding, but now I gotta pee gotta pee nothings really broken but nothing really works never had no green babe like Captain Kirk Mudd's Women were all a fantasy krs10 is just as real as real can be real as can be well you gotta know that geezers like me can only fantasize about what might be with gals like krs, I had my share now I'm just to old to really give a care give a care way too stubborn to admit anythings wrong the pipes are broken it takes so darn long with a viagra, things are looking up well, what can I say... I just got schtupt just got schtupt had one, had three, had it with two believe me if want-- if you really need to never been a stranger with my own right hand just a little titilation in the internet land internet land **** Now I gotta apologize to maryE she knows that all I is is old cc didn't want this song to get so perverse least I frigging wrote it not with one curse not one curse love&peace&peace&love.
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http://www.evanevanevan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/digemfrog.jpg Sugar Smacknolias, headrush looming Box is empty and I don't care Saw my lady dig out the last piece Knew she had fingers that dare Sweet cereal crumbs under my pillow We can have sugar highs wearing tye dyed We can discover the lack of nutrition Strolling with rushes with time to bide ** Sugar Smacknolias Pouring that milk in Caught lighting up Come on out smoking, I'll talk you into buying mine No worries, I know where we can get some for free ** Smacknolia Daydream: Smacknolias Daydream (brummmm!) Puring the milk in (brummmm!) Making them fart blows (brummmm!) Milk coming out my nose (brummmm!) Smoking doin' wheelies Tides out, binging, I'll talk you into buying wine Smacknolias Daydream Smacknolias Daydream Talking you into buying wine (slow version, (brummmm! is the sound of the drum)
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Wonderful CC! Glad to see you creating parodies again! :) ********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
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Hey CC: I've been puzzling on a song parody and can't break the code... wondered if you might contribute some of your handiwork... I hear a parody of Victim or the Crime in my ears, but only have this much: Patience runs out on the funky The label sucks another soul Did they sleep to fame or earn it? Listeners force-fed, will they burn it? Whatever happened to our psychedelic rock n' roll???? When I turn on my stereo receiver I think I'm gonna lose my mind Don't get Gaga or Justin Bieber Am I a Victim of the Times? So I wrestle with this chord change To see how many words I know ... There is no choice cuz I like neither, Is it the rhythm or the rhyme? I'd almost prefer Saturday Night Fever Am I a Victim of the Times?
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looks frigging great to me, sugar. keep going. **** nature calls, can't take a breather!! why do I pee all the time? getting old or is it gonnorhea? am I victim of some babe's slime? ain't no more help on the way from cc neither originality is YOURS Krs, I lack mine maybe it's best to ask Bobby Weirder... am I victim of the times? **** yuk yuk yuk. ( -; peace.
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'Toast on the Way' As you wait Oh the crust is bursting in flames my finger in pain Like a fool I was sure, no fork!, it's a shame Browned just right, jam spread out jumps like a kite Srings up right, can't fit in the bun Don't jam that bun It can't fit like a bagel in heat, I sigh with defeat What is the loss there are crumbs on the floor, they will get tossed Burn everything Without toast day to day, we can't bing I will play, day by day Anyway, lox, bagel, honey Grinning with glee I burnt toast all morning though yearning to pee Toast on the way Well I know only this, I've got mine today Don't go away 'Cause I spread what I spread and I like it that way I will spread, one more day Just instead, honey for you Making it too... Without toast on the plate breakfast's too few ( -; love&peace.
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Bogeyland Blues I can't find the fairway with driver I always hit a slice Have to hack it out from the right rough One green in reg would be nice I gotta get down, I gotta get down gotta get down in under nine If I leave one more ball in the water I won't play here no more Gave myself a lie in the short grass But now I'm dropping four I gotta get down, gotta get up and down Or I can't putt here no more Lots of golfers carding fives every hole Keepin' 'em happy all the time Some of the fellas making snowmen on all And you can hear them cry Who's your pro, buddy? Who's your pro, now, Can he fix this swing of mine? Gotta get down to the practice tee That's where I think I need to be Hit my irons and wedges okay But I'm always too far away Lot of golfers got the bogeyland blues Can't make par for losing Lot of golfers got to walk the course 'Cause the cart fees are too huge I don't know, buddy, I just don't know If I'll make a par again I don't know, buddy, I just don't know If I'll make a par again Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
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In the simpsons episode "the italian bob" what is the name of the opera song bob sings at the end of episode