DOES ANYBODY REALLY KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?

[HairOfTheDog]

With all of your money your poor can be fed

Money, money, money... money...

Money
Get away
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money
It's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money
Get back
But I'm all right Jack
Keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It's a hit
But don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity, first class, travelling set
I think I need a Lear jet

Money
It's a crime
Share it fairly
But don't take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise
It's no surprise that they're giving none away

(Money, by Roger Waters)

[Midwest Spy]

Well, I can see no reason..

Up all night I could not sleep
The whiskey that I drank was cheap
With shakin' hands I went
and I lit up my last cigarette

Well the sun came
and night had fled
And sleepy eyed
I reached my bed
I saw you sleepy dreamin'
there all covered and warm

South City midnight lady
I'm much obliged indeed
You sure have saved this man
whose soul was in need
I thought there was no reason for all these things I do
But the smile that I sent out
returned with you

When day has left the night behind
and shadows roll across my mind
I sometimes find myself alone
out walkin' the street
Yes and when I'm feelin' down and blue
then all I do is think of you
and all my foolish problems
seem to fade away

South City Midnight Lady, Doobie Brothers

[FAHQTOO]

REO SPEEDWAGON

Ghey

[HairOfTheDog]

and I lit up my last cigarette

Final drag...

"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together."
"I've got some real estate here in my bag."
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America.
"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've come to look for America."

Laughing on the bus;
Playing games with the faces;
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy;
I said "Be careful his bowtie is really a camera."

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat."
"We smoked the last one an hour ago."
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field.

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping.
"I'm empty and aching and I don't know why."
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike:
They've all come to look for America
All come to look for America
All come to look for America

(America, by Paul Simon)

P.s. FAHQTOO - I love "Roll with the Changes" by REO...

[Cracker]

REO SPEEDWAGON

Ghey

Done. Sorry to interrupt. I'm gonna keep on lovin' you F2.

[Midwest Spy]

a Greyhound

Probably my favorite Mellencamp tune:

On a greyhound thirty miles beyond jamestown
He saw the sun set on the tennessee line
He looked at the young man who was riding beside him
He said I’m old kind of worn out inside
I worked my whole life in the steel mills of gary
And my father before me I helped build this land
Now I’m seventy-seven and with God as my witness
I earned every dollar that passed through my hands
My family and friends are the best thing I’ve known
Through the eye of the needle I’ll carry them home

Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can

The rain hit the old dog in the twilight’s last gleaming
He said son it sounds like rattling old bones
This highway is long but I know some that are longer
By sunup tomorrow I guess I’ll be home
Through the hills of kentucky ’cross the ohio river
The old man kept talking ’bout his life and his times
He fell asleep with his head against the window
He said an honest man’s pillow is his peace of mind
This world offers riches and riches will grow wings
I don’t take stock in those uncertain things

Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can

The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to follow
I do things my way and I pay a high price
When I think back on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I’m older I can see he was right

Another hot one out on highway eleven
This is my life it’s what I’ve chosen to do
There are no free rides no one said it’d be easy
The old man told me this my son I’m telling it to you

Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can

John Mellencamp, Minutes to Memories, 1985

[FAHQTOO]

REO SPEEDWAGON

Ghey

Done. Sorry to interrupt. I'm gonna keep on lovin' you F2.

I'm talkin back in the day...

late 70's, early 80's.

[HairOfTheDog]

The rain hit the old dog in the twilight’s last gleaming

Rain Dogs

Inside a broken clock, splashing the wine with all the rain dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk, huddle a doorway with the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds

The rum pours strong and thin, beat out the dustman with the rain dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train, give my umbrella to the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home
Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home

By Mr. Tom Waits (a god)

[FAHQTOO]

Kevin Cronin was always ugly, even before he dyed his hair blonde (gag).

Men who dye their hair anything but its natural color are pussies.

[Midwest Spy]

Kevin Cronin was always ugly, even before he dyed his hair blonde (gag).

Men who dye their hair anything but its natural color are pussies.

So you like the 'sophisticated salt n pepa' look?

BTW, 2 of the ugliest men in rock history: Kevin Cronin and Geddy Lee.

Oops, and how could I forget Todd Rundgren?!?!

[Cracker]

Oops, and how could I forget Todd Rundgren?!?!

No way. Totally humpable.

[Midwest Spy]

Oops, and how could I forget Todd Rundgren?!?!

No way. Totally humpable.

Are we talking about the SAME Todd Rundgren? Has he aged well, because his mid-70's look was hideous.

[Midwest Spy]

Hello, it's me.

I've thought about us for a long, long time.
Maybe I think too much, but something's wrong.
There's something here that doesn't last too long.
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine.

Seeing you.
Or seeing anything as much as I do you.
I take for granted that you're always there.
I take for granted that you just don't care.
Sometimes I can't help seeing all the way through.

It's important to me,
that you know you are free.
Cause I'd never want to make you change for me.

Think of me.
You know that I'd be with if you if I could.
I'll come around to see you once in awhile.
Or if I ever need a reason to smile.
And spend the night if you think I should.

It's important to me,
that you know you are free.
Cause I'd never want to make you change for me.

Think of me,
Yooooouuu know that I'd be with you if I could.
I'd come around to see you once in awhile.
Or if I ever need a reason to smile.
And spend the night if you think I should.

Todd Rundgren (wrote and played all instruments for recording)

[Maggot]

Someone should start an old & fugly rock star thread. Start with Ric Okasic or whatever that guys name is from the Cars............his wife is smokin though! And the lead singer guy from Steely Dan but I think his wife smokes carbolas or white owl or something.

[Sterling]

Hello, it's me.

Dude - go for Real Man. It'll up your cred and you need all the help you can get.

Or (to bring it full circle back to CTA as they were known in the beginning) their version of I'm a Man.

[HairOfTheDog]

Hello, it's me.

Or (to bring it full circle back to CTA as they were known in the beginning) their version of I'm a Man.

Great stuff, Sterling... One of my favorite tamborine songs (it's the only instrument I can play, aside from the spoons).

http://www.videosurf.com/video/chicago-t...n-71479905

[HairOfTheDog]

Another all time favorite, Traffic, "The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys".




MS probably thinks Stevie Windwood is ugly too...

[HairOfTheDog]

Mr. Tambourine Man (spelled with the optional "u", ha).

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.

Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet,
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
My senses have been stripped,
May hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step,
Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade,
Into my own parade.
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone,
It's just escaping on the run,
And but for the sky there are no fences facing.
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme,
To your tambourine in time.
It's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind,
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing.

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind.
Down the foggy ruins of time,
far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted frightened trees,
Out to the windy bench,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhoutted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory of fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

By: Bob Dylan

[HairOfTheDog]

Okay, Maggot. Let's rock. I'm starting off a new round of "lyrical dialogue relay" with what I perceive to be one of your favorite bands (mine too). Only one dog in here tonight, but I'm read for some joy...

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Sing it now...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

You know I love the ladies
Love to have my fun
I'm a high life flyer and a rainbow rider
A straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
I said a straight shootin' son-of-a-gun

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

[Maggot]

Okay, Maggot. Let's rock. I'm starting off a new round of "lyrical dialogue relay" with what I perceive to be one of your favorite bands (mine too). Only one dog in here tonight, but I'm read for some joy...

[i]Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the warMake sweet love to you
Sing it now...

(War) It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
(War) Friend only to the undertaker
Peace, love and understanding tell me,
is there a place for these today?
They say we must fight to keep our freedom,
but Lord knows there's got to be a better way

War... Huh... Good God y'all!
What is it good for?
You tell me!
Say it, say it, say it, say it!
War... Good God now... Huh!
What is it good for?
Stand up and shout it! (Nothing!)