posted March 22, 2009 07:35 AM         

Oh, my! Is it getting hot in here?

posted March 22, 2009 07:44 AM           

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/blues+brothers/soul+man_20020749.html

But I'll defer to AG's judgement on this one:

Tongue split
In the night
I woke up in blood
Red sheets
Wrapped tight
Dreamt I was drowning in mud
Now there's a beast in my mouth
It's out of control
Beats with will of it's own
Broken my teeth withdraw my gums
I think that it's taken control
Spits out your emotion
Left a deep impression
Expression
Expression, makes me feel more expression
Life changed
That night
As rip chord took command
Spit balls
All the abuse
Were more than friends could stand
Now I don't think before I speak
I open my mouth to see
What comes out
A whisper or a shout
Some sanity or a scream
Spits out raw emotion
Looking for a deeper expression
Expression
Expression
Expression
Expression, makes me feel more... expression

That be me says it all
That be me has it all

posted March 22, 2009 07:44 AM         

I'll have to check out Van Halen - dare I say, I don't really know him. But I do like the idea of spandex

posted March 24, 2009 07:51 PM           

Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes

By: Jimmy Buffett
1977

I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin' where they all disappeared
I didn't ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin all night

Chorus:
It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I've been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches
I've seen more than I can recall

Chorus:
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God I wish I was sailin' again
Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder
So I can't look back for too long
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me
And I know that I just can't go wrong

posted March 24, 2009 11:23 PM         

I was half in mind - I was half in need,
And as the rain came down - I dropped to my knees and prayed
I said "oh Heavenly thing - please cleanse my soul,
I've seen all on offer and I'm not impressed at all".
I was halfway home - I was half insane,
And every shop window I looked in just looked the same
I said send me a sign to save my life
'Cause at this moment in time there is nothing certain in
these day's of mine

Y'see it's a frightening thing when it dawns upon you
That I know as much as the day I was born
And though I wasn't asked (I might as well stay)
And promise myself each and every day - that -

When you're knocked on your back - an' your life's a flop
and when you're down on the bottom there's nothing else
but to shout to the top - shout!

posted March 24, 2009 11:31 PM         

it's a perfect day for letting go
for setting fire to bridges
boats
and other dreary worlds you know
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for making out
to wake up with a smile without a doubt
to burst grin giggle bliss skip jump and sing and shout
let's get happy!

but it's much to late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never too late
to get up and go

it's a perfect day for kiss and swell
for rip-zipping button-popping kiss and well...
there's loads of other stuff can make you yell
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for doing the unstuck
for dancing like you can't hear the beat
and you don't give a further thought
to things like feet
let's get happy!

but it's much too late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never to late
to get up and go

kick out the gloom
kick out the blues
tear out the pages with all the bad news
pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls
tear up the stairs and tear up the floors
oh just burn down the house!
burn down the street!
turn everything red and the beat is complete
with the sound of your world
going up in fire
it's a perfect day to throw back your head
and kiss it all goodbye

it's a perfect day for getting wild
forgetting all your worries
life
and everything that makes you cry
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for dreams come true
for thinking big
and doing anything you want to do
let's get happy!

but it's much to late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never too late
to get up and go

kick out the gloom
kick out the blues
tear out the pages with all the bad news
pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls
tear up the stairs and tear up the floors
oh just burn down the house!
burn down the street!
turn everything red and the dream is complete
with the sound of your world
going up in fire
it's a perfect day to throw back your head
and kiss it all goodbye

posted March 25, 2009 01:08 AM           

I have been struggling to find you a song would you believe it

Until today!

Drum roll please........

I give you......"Whip it" by Devo

posted March 25, 2009 01:26 AM           

You think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know ...

You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

How high will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the Earth and still
All you'll own is Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ddKhhqlzs3U&feature=PlayList&p=8FAE7CB10FB6ACC 3&index=0&playnext=1

posted March 25, 2009 01:59 AM           

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That's why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life

posted March 25, 2009 02:34 AM           

Beware the Jabberwock, my son,
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jub-jub bird and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!

He took his vorpal sword in hand,
Long time the maxnome foe he sought,
So rested he by the Tum Tum Tree
And stood a while in thought.

And then in uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwock with eyes of flame
Came whiffling thru the tulgey wood
And burbled as it came!

One two one two, and thru and thru
the vorpal blade went snicker snak!
He left it dead and with its head
he went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms! My beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh, Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

Twas brillig and the slithy Toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the momeraths outgrabe.

"oh, you cant help that here, we're all mad. im mad, your mad."

posted March 25, 2009 05:43 AM         

Joan Armatrading - Willow

I may not be your best
But you know good ones
Don't come by the score
If you've got something missing
I'll help you look
You can be sure

And if you want to be alone
Or someone to share a laugh
Whatever you want to do
All you got to do is ask

Thunder
Don't go under the sheets
Lightning
Under a tree
In the rain and snow
I'll be your fireside
Come running to me
When things get out of hand
Running to me
When it's more than you can stand

I said I'm strong
Straight
Willing
To be a shelter
In a storm
Your willow
Oh willow
When the sun is out

A fight with your best girl
Prettiest thing you ever saw
You know I'll listen
Try to get a message to her

And if it's money you want
Or trouble halved
Whatever you want me to do
All you got to do is ask

posted March 25, 2009 05:27 PM         

Mais oui, pour toi, c'est parfait:-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1w2XgadqLQ

Sorry, couldn't resist.

posted March 25, 2009 05:31 PM         

Can't get enough, not with that Pluto in 5th.

DarkDreamer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BW3gKKiTvjs&feature=related