<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251</id><updated>2012-02-18T12:36:38.799-06:00</updated><category term='Time Out Of Mind'/><category term='Fleetwood Mac'/><category term='Kid A'/><category term='Physical Graffiti'/><category term='Reba McEntire'/><category term='Innuendo'/><category term='1989'/><category term='1997'/><category term='The Breeders'/><category term='They&apos;re All Gonna Laugh At You'/><category term='Alice Cooper'/><category term='AC/DC'/><category term='Space Cakes'/><category term='1998'/><category term='Goats Head Soup'/><category term='Lady Gaga'/><category term='Rolling Stones'/><category term='The Ultimate Sin'/><category term='WTF'/><category term='Anthrax'/><category term='Angelfish (album)'/><category term='Tattoo It'/><category term='Joe Perry Project'/><category term='Back In Black'/><category term='Men At Work'/><category term='Phil Collins'/><category term='Wasting Light'/><category term='Odelay'/><category term='Down Home Blues'/><category term='Phenomenon'/><category term='Frank Sinatra'/><category term='Welcome To My Nightmare'/><category term='Tone Lōc'/><category term='In Dreams'/><category term='UFO'/><category term='Harvest'/><category term='Earth A.D.'/><category term='New Horizons'/><category term='Doo-Wops And Hooligans'/><category term='1979'/><category term='Big Gay Al'/><category term='Hotter Than Hell'/><category term='Alanis Morissette'/><category term='1995'/><category term='Throwing Copper'/><category term='Aqualung'/><category term='Night Of Hunters'/><category term='White Stripes'/><category term='No Fences'/><category term='1984 (album)'/><category term='Gimme Fiction'/><category term='Into The Wild'/><category term='Let It Be'/><category term='Prince'/><category term='Leon Redbone'/><category term='Flaming Lips'/><category term='1996'/><category term='Coolio'/><category term='Triumph The Insult Comic Dog'/><category term='Dare To Be Stupid'/><category term='Revival'/><category term='Ride The Lightning'/><category term='Tommy Dee'/><category term='Then Play On'/><category term='1994'/><category term='Guns N&apos; 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After the 80s... not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember when we held on in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The night we almost lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once again we can take the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Into tomorrow living on feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Touching you I feel it all again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When love was all we had worth giving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The ride with you was worth the fall my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you makes life worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The nights we held on till the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know you'll never love that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The way you used to touch me felt so fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You kept our hearts together down the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A moment in the soul can last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Comfort and keep us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me bring the feeling back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When love was all we had worth giving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The ride with you was worth the fall my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you makes life worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The nights we held on till the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know you'll never love that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we have the best of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When love was young and new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't we reach inside and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Find love of me and you, we'll never lose it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Because once you know what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll never let it end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When love was all we had worth giving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The ride with you was worth the fall my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you makes life worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The nights we held on till the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know you'll never love that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't we almost have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tXKZxrdPUU8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" 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All - Whitney Houston'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tXKZxrdPUU8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-1353383726959777773</id><published>2011-10-08T11:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T11:29:49.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Led Zeppelin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Led Zeppelin IV'/><title type='text'>Going To California - Led Zeppelin</title><content type='html'>Artist: Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;Song: Going To California&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1971&lt;br /&gt;Album: Led Zeppelin IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a years long relationship ended for reasons that I didn't agree with, I immediately thought of this song and it became my new mantra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spent my days with a woman unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Made up my mind to make a new start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Going To California with an aching in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Someone told me there's a girl out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Took my chances on a big jet plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Never let them tell you that they're all the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; The sea was red and the sky was grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; As the children of the sun began to awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Seems that the wrath of the Gods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I think I might be sinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Throw me a line if I reach it in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll meet you up there where the path &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Runs straight and high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To find a queen without a king, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/luDgb5vVHuA?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/luDgb5vVHuA?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-1353383726959777773?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1353383726959777773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=1353383726959777773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1353383726959777773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1353383726959777773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/going-to-california-led-zeppelin.html' title='Going To California - Led Zeppelin'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5478420665162183621</id><published>2011-10-07T22:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:59:13.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Vedder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ukulele Songs'/><title type='text'>More Than You Know - Eddie Vedder</title><content type='html'>Artist: Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Song: More Than You Know&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2011&lt;br /&gt;Album: Ukulele Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder is magical with a ukulele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you know, more than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lately I find you're on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whether I'm right, whether I'm wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you know, more than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you the way that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's nothing I can do about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And a little bit of love that I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;May be all that you can give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I can't live without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh how I'd cry, oh how I'd cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you got tired and said, "Goodbye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than I'd show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you'd ever, ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you'd ever, ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;More than you know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n9dyWnBIZBw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5478420665162183621?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n9dyWnBIZBw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-1738633169517960491</id><published>2011-09-25T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:34:56.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tori Amos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Of Hunters'/><title type='text'>Carry - Tori Amos</title><content type='html'>Artist: Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;Song: Carry&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2011&lt;br /&gt;Album: Night Of Hunters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori Amos going full on classical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, hold my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me see with the dawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That those that have left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Are not gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But they carry on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As stars looking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As nature's sons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And daughters of the heavens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You will not ever be forgotten by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the procession of the mighty stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here I will carry, carry, carry you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="b-lyrics-from-signature"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You have touched my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So that now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cathedrals of sound are singing, are singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The waves have come to walk with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To where you will live in the land of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Land of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You will not ever be forgotten by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the procession of the mighty stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here I will carry, carry, carry you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here I will carry, carry, carry you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9gzKwOcCOYA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-1738633169517960491?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1738633169517960491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=1738633169517960491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1738633169517960491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1738633169517960491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/carry-tori-amos.html' title='Carry - Tori Amos'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9gzKwOcCOYA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5741767000339121343</id><published>2011-06-09T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:15:00.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fame Monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>Bad Romance - Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>Artist: Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;Song: Bad Romance&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2009&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Fame Monster (EP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable catchy. It's inescapable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your ugly, I want your disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your everything as long as it's free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, love, love, I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your drama, the touch of your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your leather studded kiss in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, love, love, I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Love, love, love, I want your love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know that I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want it bad, bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and I want your revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and all your love is revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your horror, I want your design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, love, love, I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your psycho, your vertical stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, love, love, I want your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Love, love, love, I want your love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know that I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;('Cause I'm a freak, baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want it bad, bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and I want your revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and all your love is revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, caught in a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Walk, walk, fashion, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work it, move that thing, crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Walk, walk, fashion, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work it, move that thing, crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Walk, walk, fashion, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work it, move that thing, crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Walk, walk, passion, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work it, I'm a freak, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and I want your revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, I don't wanna be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;J'ai ton amour et je veux ton revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;J'ai ton amour, I don't wanna be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No, I don't wanna be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Oh, caught in a bad romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't wanna be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Oh, caught in a bad romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and I want your revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your love, and all your love is revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me could write a bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Oh, caught in a bad romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Oh, caught in a bad romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Roma, roma, ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga, ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qrO4YZeyl0I" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5741767000339121343?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5741767000339121343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5741767000339121343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5741767000339121343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5741767000339121343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-romance-lady-gaga.html' title='Bad Romance - Lady Gaga'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qrO4YZeyl0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-122273560872089429</id><published>2011-06-08T18:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:07:01.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Home Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Johnson'/><title type='text'>Sweet Home Chicago - Robert Johnson</title><content type='html'>Artist: Robert Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Song: Sweet Home Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1936&lt;br /&gt;Album: Sweet Home Chicago (Single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert may not have known exactly where Chicago was, but the legacy of this song more than makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh, baby don't you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh, baby don't you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh, baby don't you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh, baby don't you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now one and one is two, two and two is four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm heavy loaded baby, I'm booked, I gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Cryin' baby, honey don't you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now two and two is four, four and two is six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You gonna keep monkey'in 'round here friend-boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; you gonna get your business all in a trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I'm cryin' baby, honey don't you wanna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now six and two is eight, eight and two is ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Friend-boy, she trick you one time, she sure gonna do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I'm cryin' hey, baby don't you want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm goin' to California, from there to Des Moines, Iowa'y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Somebody will tell me that you, need my help someday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; cryin', hey hey, baby don't you want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/73E3tXYWEgw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-122273560872089429?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/73E3tXYWEgw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6649667539690070721</id><published>2011-06-07T16:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:29:00.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot (I Need To Be Loved Loved Loved)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><title type='text'>Hot (I Need To Be Loved, Loved, Loved) - James Brown</title><content type='html'>Artist: James Brown&lt;br /&gt;Song: Hot (I Need to Be Loved, Loved, Loved, Loved)&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1976&lt;br /&gt;Album: Hot (I Need To Be Loved, Loved, Loved) (Single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen lyrics for this song, so I transcribed them myself. I would say that these are 99% accurate. Some grunts and groans by the Godfather of Soul did not make it into the lyrics. There may be a word or two that was misheard, but that's pretty common with James Brown songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This morning I woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All in heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't find no dry spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From my head down to my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got gasp an a coughin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Til my body begin to sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't find no comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Torn with hellin' fret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And my body in the field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My body shiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to squeeze you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to please ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need a - yow! (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So good (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to take a (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With the power in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I know you been (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my testament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I make you glad (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;About the time that you were born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then let you know (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your sexy body moans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahh(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make me feel good when you say sweetest man alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oooo feel me count one, two, three, four, five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahh-heh heh heh ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A-ha A-heh heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah yow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got gasp an a coughin' (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Til my body begin to sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't find no comfort (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Torn with hellin' fret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And then my body in the field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My body shiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to be with you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I need to take a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Power in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I know you been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my testament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I make you glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;About the time that you were born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make a cold sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make your body moan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YKb-N2XYNQ0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YKb-N2XYNQ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7177377954830233134</id><published>2011-06-06T17:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:38:00.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PJ Harvey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1992'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dry'/><title type='text'>Sheela Na Gig - PJ Harvey</title><content type='html'>Artist: PJ Harvey&lt;br /&gt;Song: Sheela Na Gig&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1992&lt;br /&gt;Album: Dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage Polly Jean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been trying to show you over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Look at these my child-bearing hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Look at these my ruby red ruby lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Look at these my work strong arms and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You've got to see my bottle full of charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I lay it all at your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You turn around and say back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; *Just like the first time he said he didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heard it before, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Turn the corner another one there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heard it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Put money in your idle hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Put money in your idle hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Just like the first time he said he didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna wash that man right out of my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heard it before, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna take my hips to a man who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Turn the corner another one there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gonna take my hips to a man who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heard it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You exhibitionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Put money in your idle hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Put money in your idle hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-H8E_BFFYyg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7177377954830233134?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7177377954830233134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7177377954830233134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7177377954830233134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7177377954830233134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/sheela-na-gig-pj-harvey.html' title='Sheela Na Gig - PJ Harvey'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-H8E_BFFYyg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5146227550876961987</id><published>2011-06-05T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:14:00.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1986'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run DMC'/><title type='text'>Hit It Run - Run DMC</title><content type='html'>Artist: Run DMC&lt;br /&gt;Song: Hit It Run&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1986&lt;br /&gt;Album: Raising Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run DMC performing on Soul Train. Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Born to rock around the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You can't say I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And in case you forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And can't nobody mess around with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I deal what I feel and it feels fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If the girl's ?? chase then I will play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;around with sound put down for the rhymes I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beats flow from Joe and never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now how devestating can an MC be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For every race place color country county or creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and all of the places that I emceed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;B-Boy badness to the highest degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beats flow from Joe and never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Better get yourself together, let's ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do.. you.. really believe what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was conceived and I was born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I once was lost but now I'm found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I leave all suckers, in the dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beats flow from Joe and never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I.. was.. straight from the start performing art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Climbin' up the chart while others fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The three outlaws in the music trade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We won't rob but our job is to get paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause Run has fun if Jay will play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As I add one more rhyme to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now how devastating can an MC be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;son of Byford, brother of AL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's McDaniels, not McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I ran down, my family tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My mother, my father, my brother and D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Run-D.M.C. and JAM MASTER JAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe 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term='1997'/><title type='text'>Love Sick - Bob Dylan</title><content type='html'>Artist: Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;Song: Love Sick&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1997&lt;br /&gt;Album: Time Out Of Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same setup, but no Soy Bomb in this performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm walkin' through streets that are dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Walkin', walkin' with you in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My feet are so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My brain is so wired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And the clouds are weepin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Did I hear someone tell a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Did I hear someone's distant cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I spoke like a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You destroyed me with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While I was sleepin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of love that I'm in the thick of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This kind of love, I'm so sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I see, I see lovers in the meadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I see, I see silhouettes in the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll watch them 'til they're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And they leave me hangin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To a shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of love, I hear the clock tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This kind of love, ah, I'm love sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes the silence can be like thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Could you ever be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of love, I wish I'd never met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of love, I'm tryin' to forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd give anything to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Abbu5hcH0kk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6403536810530088181?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6403536810530088181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6403536810530088181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6403536810530088181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6403536810530088181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-sick-bob-dylan.html' title='Love Sick - Bob Dylan'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Abbu5hcH0kk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5064877673332946437</id><published>2011-06-03T13:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:25:00.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KMFDM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Krank - KMFDM</title><content type='html'>Artist: KMFDM&lt;br /&gt;Song: Krank&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2011&lt;br /&gt;Album: WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More KMFDM is never a bad thing. The sound is in line with the band's most commercial releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hit rock-bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; End of the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Outhouse of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Where the sun don’t shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Down and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Straddling demise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Get a grip on yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Pick up and rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Designed to destruct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With wings unfurled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sky-high and fucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Out of the true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Crash and burn or slow down and subdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Live and learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Achtung! Here we come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With another motherfucking dirty bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Krank! - Krank it to 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Kein Mehrheit Für Die Mitleid 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Once again rings true what we always knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; KMFDM is the drug for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Freedom is a loaded shotgun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Krank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Kein Mitleid Für Die Mehrheit   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YVCifm2UPC0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5064877673332946437?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5064877673332946437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5064877673332946437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5064877673332946437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5064877673332946437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/krank-kmfdm.html' title='Krank - KMFDM'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YVCifm2UPC0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5759283465013007670</id><published>2011-06-02T15:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:13:00.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1982'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Young'/><title type='text'>Computer Age - Neil Young</title><content type='html'>Artist: Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;Song: Computer Age&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1982&lt;br /&gt;Album: Trans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimental Neil Young is always worth a listen. I have a lot of respect for this album considering that it was made as a way for Neil to communicate with his son who was born with cerebral palsy and could not speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth covered this song in the late eighties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cars and trucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fly by me on the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I'm all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Standin' proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;before the signal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know I'm more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;than just a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I stand before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or else we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just don't see the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age computer age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bikes and vans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fly by me on the desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I'm all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Standing out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in the hot sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;more than just a number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I stand before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or else we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just don't see the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age computer age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Precious metal lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Molded into highways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Running through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So microscopically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Days and nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Weeks and months and seasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rolling through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So chronologically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age computer age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that there's a heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let it pound and pound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;flying like a free bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like ugly needs a mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This horizon's getting clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age computer age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computer age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OhS5WG9QbLM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5759283465013007670?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5759283465013007670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5759283465013007670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5759283465013007670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5759283465013007670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/computer-age-neil-young.html' title='Computer Age - Neil Young'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' 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be in my playlist. I don't think the original Chamillionaire song will ever make my rotation, but I like it more after hearing Al's parody version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hey see me mowin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My front lawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know they're all thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so White N' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna roll with-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The gangsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But so far they all think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Really, really white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First in my class here at M.I.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got skills, I'm a Champion of DND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MC Escher that's my favorite MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep your 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll just have an Earl Grey tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My rims never spin to the contrary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll find they're quite stationary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my action figures are cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Steven Hawkings in my library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My MySpace page is all totally pimped out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got people begging for my top 8 spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo I know Pi to a thousand places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no killer app I haven't run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At Pascal, well, I'm number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do vector calculus just for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I ain't got a gat but I gotta soldering gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy days is my favourite theme song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They see me roll on, my Segway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know in my heart they think I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;white n' nerdy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd like to roll with-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The gangsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Although it's apparent I'm too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;White n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How'd I get so white n' nerdy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been browsing, inspectin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;X-men comics you know I collect 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The pens in my pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I must protect 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shopping online for deals on some writable media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I edit Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I memorized Holy Grail really well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got a business doing websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When my friends need some code who do they call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I do HTML for them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Even made a homepage for my dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo! Got myself a fanny pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;they were having a sale down at the GAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;POP POP! Hope no one sees me gettin' freaky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour creme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Only question I ever thought was hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I spend every weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;at the renaissance fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got my name on my under wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They see me strollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They laughin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And rollin' their eyes 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna bowl with-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the gangsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but oh well it's obvious I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N9qYF9DZPdw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-1756492282021579963?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1756492282021579963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=1756492282021579963' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7695153729842976949</id><published>2011-05-31T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:39:00.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doo-Wops And Hooligans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruno Mars'/><title type='text'>Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars</title><content type='html'>Artist: Bruno Mars&lt;br /&gt;Song: Just The Way You Are&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2010&lt;br /&gt;Album: Doo-Wops &amp;amp; Hooligans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno's performance on SNL changed the way I thought about him as an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her tryin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I tell her everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her, she won't believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's so, it's so sad to think that she don't see what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But every time she asks me do I look okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's not a thing that I would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause girl, you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Her lips, her lips, I could kiss them all day if she'd let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Her laugh her laugh, she hates but I think it's so sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I tell her everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If perfect's what you're searching for, then just stay the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So don't even bother asking if you look okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know I'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's not a thing that I would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause girl, you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl, you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's not a thing that I would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause girl, you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the way you are, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vdy1r5RHXf8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7695153729842976949?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7695153729842976949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7695153729842976949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7695153729842976949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7695153729842976949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-way-you-are-bruno-mars.html' title='Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vdy1r5RHXf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4391411573906409857</id><published>2011-05-30T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T11:31:12.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Led Zeppelin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Led Zeppelin IV'/><title type='text'>Four Sticks - Led Zeppelin</title><content type='html'>Artist: Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;Song: Four Sticks&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1971&lt;br /&gt;Album: Led Zeppelin IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Bonham was frustrated with the sound of the drums on this song, so he grabbed a second pair of drumsticks and recorded a take using "four sticks". The take was perfect and was the one used on the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, baby, it's cryin' time, oh, baby, I've got to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got to try to find a way, got to try to get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'cause you know, I gotta get away from you, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, baby, the river's red, aw, baby, in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a funny feeling goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't think I can hold out long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when the owls cry in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby, baby, baby, how do you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If the rivers run dry, baby, how would you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Craze, baby, mm, the rainbow's end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoo, baby, it's just a den for those who hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a-hide their loves to depths of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and ruined dreams that we all knew so, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when the owls cry in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And, baby, when the pines begin to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, baby, baby, how do you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If the rivers run dry, baby, how will you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahh-ahh-ahh, ah-ah, ah-ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahh-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby, how do you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, yeah, brave I endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woo, yeah, strong shields and lore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N-they can't hold the wrath of those who walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in the boots of those who march&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;baby, through the roads of time so long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh-oooh, ooh-ooh-oooh-ooh-ooh, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah-ah-ah-ha-ah-haa, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ha-ah-ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah-he-ah-haa, ay-ay-ayy-e-ay-ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh, ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh, oooh-ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S9W8_PNCa6w" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4391411573906409857?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4391411573906409857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4391411573906409857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4391411573906409857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4391411573906409857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/four-sticks-led-zeppelin.html' title='Four Sticks - Led Zeppelin'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/S9W8_PNCa6w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4660391886563894601</id><published>2011-05-29T14:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:18:00.672-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1990'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rust In Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megadeth'/><title type='text'>Holy Wars... The Punishment Due - Megadeth</title><content type='html'>Artist: Megadeth&lt;br /&gt;Song: Holy Wars... The Punishment Due&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1990&lt;br /&gt;Album: Rust In Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fan favorites from a very underrated album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Brother will kill brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spilling blood across the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Killing for religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Something I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fools like me, who cross the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And come to foreign lands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ask the sheep, for their beliefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you kill on God's command?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A country that's divided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Surely will not stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My past erased, no more disgrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No foolish naive stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The end is near, it's crystal clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Part of the master plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't look now to Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It might be your homeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Holy wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Upon my podium, as the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Know it all scholar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Down in my seat of judgement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gavel's bang, uphold the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Up on my soapbox, a leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Out to change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Down in my pulpit as the holier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wage the war on organized crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Behind the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Some people risk to employ me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Some people live to destroy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Either way they die. they die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They killed my wife and my baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With hopes to enslave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First mistake... last mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Next mistake... no more mistakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; thinkin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And the lack of mercy killings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mercy killings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mercy killings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;killings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;killings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;killings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;next thing you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;they'll take my thoughts away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/71ww3XH4zEg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4660391886563894601?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4660391886563894601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4660391886563894601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4660391886563894601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4660391886563894601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/holy-wars-punishment-due-megadeth.html' title='Holy Wars... The Punishment Due - Megadeth'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/71ww3XH4zEg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4969427253591861707</id><published>2011-05-28T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T12:01:00.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1985'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovin&apos; Every Minute Of It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loverboy'/><title type='text'>Lovin' Every Minute Of It - Loverboy</title><content type='html'>Artist: Loverboy&lt;br /&gt;Song: Lovin' Every Minute Of It&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1985&lt;br /&gt;Album: Lovin' Every Minute Of It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would a band care so much that a cover band is badly playing one of their hits, that they march over to the small venue with a mob and play a different song? Apparently so. I think that's a safety violation with that many people in the elevator. A typical over-the-top escalating mob scene eighties video with groan inducing humor thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not man or machine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just something in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm all love, a dynamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So push the button and let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You want me to come alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just flick the switch into overdrive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me can let it be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ready-Aim-Fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Touch that dial - Turn me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Start me like a motor, make me run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Turn that dial all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot me like a rocket into space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it C'mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got fun, you want some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm ever ready, Dr. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm antenna, aerial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm tunin' in I'm outta control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You got love, you got a deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You wanna drive then take the wheel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me can let it be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ready-Aim-Fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Touch that dial - Turn me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Start me like a motor, make me run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Turn that dial all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot me like a rocket into space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it Alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, You want me to come alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just flick the switch into overdrive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me can let it be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ready-Aim-Fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Touch that dial - Turn me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Start me like a motor, make me run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Turn that dial all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot me like a rocket into space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C'mon and Touch that dial - Turn me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Start me like a motor, make me run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Turn that dial all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot me like a rocket into space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it (Ow-ow-ow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovin' every minute of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>Hard Sun - Eddie Vedder</title><content type='html'>Artist: Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Song: Hard Sun&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2007&lt;br /&gt;Album: Into The Wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Indio cover was a hit for Eddie Vedder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I walk beside her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I look to leave her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I always stagger back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once I built an ivory tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So I could worship from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I climb down to be set free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She took me in again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When she comes to greet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She is mercy at my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I, I see her inner charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She just throws it back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once I dug an early grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To find a better land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She just smiled and laughed at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And took her rules back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, there's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I go to cross that river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She is comfort by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I try to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She just opens up her hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once I stood to lose her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I saw what I had done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bowed down and threw away the hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Of her garden and her sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So I tried to warn her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I turned to see her weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Forty days and forty nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's still coming down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, there's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, there's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, there's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, there's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A big hard sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beating on the big people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In a big hard world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rbq1TZ6b-xM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rbq1TZ6b-xM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6112744804555925805</id><published>2011-05-26T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:28:00.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open The Door Richard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1946'/><title type='text'>Open The Door, Richard! - Louis Jordan</title><content type='html'>Artist: Louis Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Song: Open The Door, Richard!&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1946&lt;br /&gt;Album: Open The Door, Richard! (Single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door and let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Richard, why don't you open that door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I met old Zeke standin' on the corner the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That cat sure was booted with the liquor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(He was what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He was abnoxicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(He was what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He was inebriated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(He was what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, he was just plain drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Well, alright then!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He was sure salty with the bartender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The bartender's tryin to make him by another drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zeke told the bartender, "There ain't no need of me buyin' no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;drinks when everyone else is buyin them. I'm goin' to drink to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;everybody's health, till I ruin my own"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why don't he know who he's throwin' outta that joint?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why I'll go back in that joint and take a short stick and bust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it down to the ground!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I hate to be caught out on the street like this cause it makes you look common&lt;br /&gt;And I know I ain't common cause I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; class I ain't never used yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I guess I better get on in the house 'cause I don't want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my Pastor to catch me out like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now look at that old woman across the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Done stuck her head outta the window callin' her sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at her and her sister sayin, "Ain't that him, ain't that him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, it's me! And I'm drunk again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know he's in there 'cause I got on the clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They can't throw him out 'cause I owe just as much back rent here as he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Imagine that old woman chargin' us three dollars a month and gettin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mad cause we twelve months in the arears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come meetin' me last Thursday sayin, "Ain't you boys goin to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me some back rent?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I told her she'd be lucky if she got some front rent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey Richard, open the door&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause I'm standin' here scratchin' in my pants pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And standin' here gropin' in my coat pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And standin' here feelin' in my shirt pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I can't find the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey open the door, Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door and let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Open the door, Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Richard, why don't you open that door&lt;br /&gt;Open the door, Richard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c1ZLw3DKWts" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6112744804555925805?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6112744804555925805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6112744804555925805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2680446921082599336</id><published>2011-05-25T04:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T04:13:00.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathy&apos;s Clown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everly Brothers'/><title type='text'>Cathy's Clown - Everly Brothers</title><content type='html'>Artist: Everly Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Song: Cathy's Clown&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1960&lt;br /&gt;Album: Cathy's Clown (Single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This appeared as a single in 1960, before being released on the album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Date with The Everly Brothers&lt;/span&gt; in 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your love any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your kisses, that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I die each time I hear this sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've got to stand tall, you know a man can't crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For when he knows you're telling lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And he hears them passing by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He's not a man at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your love any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your kisses, that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I die each time I hear this sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you see me shed a tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know that it's sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't you think it's kind of sad, that you're treating me so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or don't you even care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your love any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't want your kisses , that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I die each time I hear this sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's Cathy's clown, that's Cathy's clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lVHP7jR8_8o" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2680446921082599336?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2680446921082599336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2680446921082599336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2680446921082599336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='1992'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><title type='text'>Angry Chair - Alice In Chains</title><content type='html'>Artist: Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Song: Angry Chair&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1992&lt;br /&gt;Album: Dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few songs written entirely by Layne Staley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sitting on an angry chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Angry walls that steal the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Stomach hurts and I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What do I see across the way, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;See myself molded in clay, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Changing the shape of his face, aw yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Candles red I have a pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shadows dancing everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning on the angry chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Little boy made a mistake, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All that I want is to play, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Get on your knees, time to pray, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't mind, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost my mind, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't find it anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Corporate prison, we stay, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So I'm strung out anyway, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loneliness is not a phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Field of pain is where I graze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Serenity is far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Saw my reflection and cried, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So little hope that I died, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Feed me your lies, open wide, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Weight of my heart, not the size, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't mind, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost my mind, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't find it anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I don't mind, I-I-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink cloud has now turned to gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All that I want is to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Get on your knees time to pray, boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zxmt4PX6gto" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-666525342123715913?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/666525342123715913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=666525342123715913' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6257403457990989819</id><published>2011-05-23T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T08:13:00.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello I&apos;m Dolly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1967'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dolly Parton'/><title type='text'>Dumb Blonde - Dolly Parton</title><content type='html'>Artist: Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;Song: Dumb Blonde&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1967&lt;br /&gt;Album: Hello, I'm Dolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly's first hit song. The start of a great career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't try to cry your way out of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't try to lie or I'll catch you in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't try to make me feel sorry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because I'm blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't think I'm dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you left you thought I'd sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An' you thought I'd wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An' you thought I'd cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You called me a dumb blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah, but somehow I lived through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know if there's one thing this blonde has learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blondes have more fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You flew too high up off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's stormy wheater an' had to come back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I've found new thread for my old spool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because I'm blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't think I'm dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you left you thought I'd sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An' you thought I'd wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An' you thought I'd cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You called me a dumb blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah, but somehow I lived through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know if there's one thing this blonde has learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blondes have more fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You flew too high up off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's stormy wheater an' had to come back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I've found new thread for my old spool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because I'm blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't think I'm dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9m_OvYkoyeE" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6257403457990989819?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6257403457990989819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6257403457990989819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6257403457990989819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6257403457990989819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/dumb-blonde-dolly-parton.html' title='Dumb Blonde - Dolly Parton'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9m_OvYkoyeE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6540220306467185147</id><published>2011-05-22T13:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T13:02:00.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1988'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blow My Fuse'/><title type='text'>Blow My Fuse - Kix</title><content type='html'>Artist: Kix&lt;br /&gt;Song: Blow My Fuse&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1988&lt;br /&gt;Album: Blow My Fuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More 80s innuendo from metal bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come on start a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In my electric chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby cross my wires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Light up my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Overload my circuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;let me feel the juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;make me an offer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that I can't refuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need a good shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;On electric cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You light my light I'll light you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby shake my tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Get it while it's hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby feel my power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fifty thousand watts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come on feel the voltage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Light thick and through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From the whites of my eyeballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To the souls of my shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need a good shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;On electric cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot wired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Get fired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooo baby watch it glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Give me action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Babe I'm ready for an overload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Plug me in like electric light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a rock and roll show tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need a good shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need a hot spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blow my fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7i-uaIwfLlM" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6540220306467185147?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6540220306467185147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6540220306467185147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6540220306467185147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6540220306467185147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/blow-my-fuse-kix.html' title='Blow My Fuse - Kix'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7i-uaIwfLlM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-3216420940802395020</id><published>2011-05-21T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:49:00.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KISS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lick It Up'/><title type='text'>Lick It Up - KISS</title><content type='html'>Artist: KISS&lt;br /&gt;Song: Lick It Up&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1983&lt;br /&gt;Album: Lick It Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More really deep lyrics from KISS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Don't wanna wait 'til you know me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Let's just be glad for the time together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Life's such a treat and it's time you taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; There ain't a reason on earth to waste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It ain't a crime to be good to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) whoo yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Don't need to wait for an invitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You gotta live like you're on vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; There's something sweet you can't buy with money - lick it up (whoa), lick it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's all you need, so believe me honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It ain't a crime to be good to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) ooh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Come on - it's only right now (it's only right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh yeah (ooh yeah) ooh yeah (ooh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Yeah, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Whoa.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh) whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gcj34XixuYg" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-3216420940802395020?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3216420940802395020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=3216420940802395020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3216420940802395020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3216420940802395020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/lick-it-up-kiss.html' title='Lick It Up - KISS'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Gcj34XixuYg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5438604504738398264</id><published>2011-05-20T14:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T14:43:00.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roy Orbison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1963'/><title type='text'>In Dreams - Roy Orbison</title><content type='html'>Artist: Roy Orbison&lt;br /&gt;Song: In Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1963&lt;br /&gt;Album: In Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was used to great effect in the movie Blue Velvet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A candy-colored clown they call the sandman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiptoes to my room every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Go to sleep, everything is all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I close my eyes, then I drift away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Into the magic night, I softly say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A silent prayer like dreamers do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I fall asleep to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My dreams of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In dreams I walk with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In dreams I talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In dreams you're mine all of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We're together in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But just before the dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I awake and find you gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I remember that you said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's too bad that all these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can only happen in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Only in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In beautiful dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-dreams-roy-orbison.html' title='In Dreams - Roy Orbison'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VbVF8MjFBgE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-567135610830950879</id><published>2011-05-19T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:27:00.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny Chesney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1997'/><title type='text'>She's Got It All - Kenny Chesney</title><content type='html'>Artist: Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;Song: She's Got It All&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1997&lt;br /&gt;Album: I Will Stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country has gone pop. There really isn't much "true" country music anymore. In an age where throwaway bubblegum pop is disguised as country music (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm looking at you, Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;), very few artists sound like anything close to what country music actually is. I blame the popularity of Garth Brooks as the main reason for this downturn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most artists think that if they put a steel guitar and a fiddle in a song and speak with a southern accent, that they have made a country song. It's not that simple, so many of today's "country" artists throw on a cowboy hat and wear boots to try to fool people into buying into the new country standard. There's nothing wrong with the music, it's just not country, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Chesney is one of the few artists that actually seems to respect the history of country. His music is still pop, but it does retain some of the hallmarks of what made country music great in the past. That's pretty good, in an era where disposable music is all the rage in this genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She’s got every quality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From A all the way to Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s easy to see she’s the perfect girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She’s got every single thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That makes up my wildest dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somtimes I still can’t quite believe she’s holding me 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She’s got it all my heart my soul my wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my love my hugs my kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything that means anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my life I spent hopin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I could give someone such devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every sweet memory I can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She got it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I admitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That someone to love like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Only existed in my prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Until I saw her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I knew I found the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where I could keep every faith eternally 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She’s got it all my heart my soul my wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my love my hugs my kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything that means anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my life I spent hopin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I could give someone such devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every sweet memory I can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She got it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my life iI spent hopin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I could give someone such devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every sweet memory I can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my heart my soul my wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of my love my hugs my kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every sweet memory I can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She got it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vBq0HPOGdvQ" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-567135610830950879?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/567135610830950879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=567135610830950879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/567135610830950879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/567135610830950879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-got-it-all-kenny-chesney.html' title='She&apos;s Got It All - Kenny Chesney'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vBq0HPOGdvQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-8637338798101703824</id><published>2011-05-18T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:13:00.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foo Fighters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wasting Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>I Should Have Known - Foo Fighters</title><content type='html'>Artist: Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Should Have Known&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2011&lt;br /&gt;Album: Wasting Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the first time that ex-Nirvana bassist Krist Novaselic has appeared as a guest on a Foo Fighters song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I should have known that it would end this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known there was no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Didn't hear your warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Damn my heart gone there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Look at the shape you're in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I don't write in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; One thing is for certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; As I'm standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lay your hands in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heal me one last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Though I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I was inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; There was that side of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Came without a warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Caught me unaware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I've been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Don't want it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; One thing is for certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm still standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Lay your hands in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Heal me one last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Though I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe you was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Didn't want a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Couldn't see the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Couldn't run a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Though I cannot forgive you yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Though I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No I cannot forgive you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To leave my heart in debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/738EWaJ32i8" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-8637338798101703824?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8637338798101703824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=8637338798101703824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8637338798101703824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8637338798101703824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-should-have-known-foo-fighters.html' title='I Should Have Known - Foo Fighters'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/738EWaJ32i8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-811811264194376850</id><published>2011-05-17T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T13:57:31.958-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1968'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saucerful Of Secrets'/><title type='text'>Let There Be More Light - Pink Floyd</title><content type='html'>Artist: Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Song: Let There Be More Light&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1968&lt;br /&gt;Album: Saucerful Of Secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saucerful Of Secrets was the first Pink Floyd album I picked up on CD. It was a blind buy, as I was only familiar with the popular radio hits of the group at this point. As soon as I heard this coming out of the speakers, I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Far, far, far away - way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;People heard him say - say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will find a way - way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There will come a day - day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Something will be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then at last the mighty ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Descending on a point of flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Made contact with the human race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;at Mildenhall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, now, now is the time - time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Time to be - be - be aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Carter's father saw him there and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Knew the road revealed to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The living soul of of Hereward the Wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, my, something in my eye - eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Something in the sky - sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Waiting there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The outer lock rolled slowly back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The service men were heard to sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For there revealed in glowing robes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was Lucy in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh - oh - did you ever know - know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Never ever will they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I cannot say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Something in his cosmic art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And glowing slightly from his toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His psychic emanations flowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rs8m7vm6IkU" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-811811264194376850?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/811811264194376850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=811811264194376850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/811811264194376850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/811811264194376850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-there-be-more-light-pink-floyd.html' title='Let There Be More Light - Pink Floyd'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rs8m7vm6IkU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-3996261331864766992</id><published>2011-02-27T02:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:52:23.580-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tori Amos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From The Choirgirl Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1998'/><title type='text'>Raspberry Swirl - Tori Amos</title><content type='html'>Artist: Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;Song: Raspberry Swirl&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1998&lt;br /&gt;Album: From The Choirgirl Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry Swirl is about Amos' past relationship with a female friend  and was written in response to the men in her relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Huh-huh-huh, let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             I am not your senorita. I am not from your tribe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             In the gard- in the garden? I did no crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             I am not your senorita. I am not from your tribe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             If you want inside her, well, boy you better make her raspberry swirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Things are getting dear desperate when all the boys can't be men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Everybody knows I'm her friend, everybody knows I'm her man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Things are getting dear desperate when all the boys can't be men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Everybody knows I'm her friend, everybody knows I'm her man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Huh-huh-huh, let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             I am not your senorita. I don't aim so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             In my heart- in my heart? I did no crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             If you want inside her, well, boy you better make her raspberry swirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Ra-a-a-a-aspberry swirl, mmm let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Ra-a-a-a-aspberry swirl (swirl).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Things are getting dear desperate when all the boys can't be men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Everybody knows I'm her friend, everybody knows I'm her man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Things are getting dear desperate, when all the boys can't be men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Everybody knows I'm her friend, everybody knows I'm her man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Things are getting dear desperate when all the boys can't be men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Everybody knows I'm her friend, everybody knows I'm her man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Uh, hey. Ra-a-a-a-aspberry swirl, uh let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Ra-a-a-a-aspberry swirl, you go inside her world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             (And she swirls.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Yes let's go, ra-a-aspberry swirl, let's go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             (And she swirls, and she swirls again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Ra-a-a-a-aspberry swirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             (And she swirls, and she swirls, and she swirls again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Uh, uh, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             (And she swirls, and she swirls, and she swirls again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             (And she swirls, and she swirls, she swirls, and she swirls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             Uh, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh mmm...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7V9pfaCqChY" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-3996261331864766992?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3996261331864766992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=3996261331864766992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3996261331864766992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3996261331864766992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/raspberry-swirl-tori-amos.html' title='Raspberry Swirl - Tori Amos'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7V9pfaCqChY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5501690313582424602</id><published>2011-02-22T01:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T01:46:44.402-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The King Of Limbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Codex - Radiohead</title><content type='html'>Artist: Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;Song: Codex&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2011&lt;br /&gt;Album: The King Of Limbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new Radiohead to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleight of hand&lt;br /&gt;Jump off the end&lt;br /&gt;Into a clear lake&lt;br /&gt;No one around&lt;br /&gt;Just dragonflies&lt;br /&gt;Flying to our side&lt;br /&gt;No one gets hurt&lt;br /&gt;You’ve done nothing wrong&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Slide your hand&lt;br /&gt;Jump off the end&lt;br /&gt;The water’s clear&lt;br /&gt;And innocent&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The water’s clear&lt;br /&gt;And innocent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ehCZwakG0dI" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5501690313582424602?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5501690313582424602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5501690313582424602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5501690313582424602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5501690313582424602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/codex-radiohead.html' title='Codex - Radiohead'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ehCZwakG0dI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6915202319497913511</id><published>2011-02-09T00:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:20:16.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cee Lo Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lady Killer'/><title type='text'>Fuck You - Cee Lo Green</title><content type='html'>Artist: Cee Lo Green&lt;br /&gt;Song: Fuck You&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2010&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Lady Killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song dug into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm like, "Fuck you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her, too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Hah, now ain't that some shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Ain't that some shit?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And although there's pain in my chest, I still wish you the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With a fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now look here, I'm sorry I can't afford a Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But that don't mean I can't get you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I guess she's an Xbox and I'm more Atari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But the way you play your game ain't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I pity the fool that falls in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Oops, she's a gold digger, just thought you should know, nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Well, I've got some news for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Yeah, go on and run tell your little boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm like, "Fuck you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her, too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Hah, now ain't that some shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Ain't that some shit?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And although there's pain in my chest, I still wish you the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With a fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I know that I had to borrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Beg and steal and lie and cheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Tryin' to keep ya, tryin' to please ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; 'Cause bein' in love with your ass ain't cheap, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I pity the fool that falls in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Oops, she's a gold digger, just thought you should know, nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Well, I've got some news for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh, I really hate your ass right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:0.75em;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm like, "Fuck you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her, too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Hah, now ain't that some shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Ain't that some shit?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And although there's pain in my chest, I still wish you the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With a fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Now baby, baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Why you wanna, wanna hurt me so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (So bad, so bad, so bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I tried to tell my mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But she told me, "This is one for your dad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Your dad, your dad, your dad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;   (Yes, she did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I was like, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Why, baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I still love you, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Fuck you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her, too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Said if I was richer I'd still be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Hah, now ain't that some shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Ain't that some shit?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And although there's pain in my chest, I still wish you the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With a fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pc0mxOXbWIU" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6915202319497913511?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6915202319497913511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6915202319497913511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6915202319497913511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6915202319497913511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/fuck-you-cee-lo-green.html' title='Fuck You - Cee Lo Green'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pc0mxOXbWIU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-3066031899438214782</id><published>2010-09-29T06:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T06:03:00.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phenomenon'/><title type='text'>Rock Bottom - UFO</title><content type='html'>Artist: UFO&lt;br /&gt;Song: Rock Bottom&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1974&lt;br /&gt;Album: Phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blues based space rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen, and nature's queen&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Twenty one, I know that you can&lt;br /&gt;See the numbers run&lt;br /&gt;Now you look so peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Lyin' there asleep&lt;br /&gt;With the wings of god above you&lt;br /&gt;Before the spirits meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow earth is closin' in&lt;br /&gt;Above the lamps in your street&lt;br /&gt;Lucifer goes walkin'&lt;br /&gt;Down for you to meet&lt;br /&gt;Minutes pass so slowly by&lt;br /&gt;The hands on your clock&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's don't just open&lt;br /&gt;When you can knock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall of darkness closin' in&lt;br /&gt;Will the light reveal your soul&lt;br /&gt;Just one sweet kiss&lt;br /&gt;On your clay cold lips&lt;br /&gt;Long, long sleep you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go, where do we go&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen, and nature's queen&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Twenty one, I know that you can&lt;br /&gt;See the numbers run&lt;br /&gt;Now you look so peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Lyin' there asleep&lt;br /&gt;With the wings of god above you&lt;br /&gt;Before the spirits meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aP5ikQpTR3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aP5ikQpTR3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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title='Rock Bottom - UFO'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4449061566684386092</id><published>2010-09-28T05:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T05:55:00.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane&apos;s Addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1990'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ritual de lo Habitual'/><title type='text'>Three Days - Jane's Addiction</title><content type='html'>Artist: Jane's Addiction&lt;br /&gt;Song: Three Days&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1990&lt;br /&gt;Album: Ritual de lo Habitual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a three part song that meditates on death and rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Three days was the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; My focus three days old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; My head, it landed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To the sounds of cricket bows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I am proud man anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Covered now by three days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Three ways was the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Three lovers, in three ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We knew when she landed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Three days she'd stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I am a proud man anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Covered now by three days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We saw shadows of the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the shadows of the evening sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; till the shadows and the light were one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Shadows of the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the shadows of the evening sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; till the shadows and the light were one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; True hunting is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No herds to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Without game, men prey on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; The family weakens by the bite we swallow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; True leaders gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Of land and people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We choose no kin but adopted strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; The family weakens by the length we travel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All of us with wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Loves his Marys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Bits of puzzle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Fitting each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All now with wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Oh my Marys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Never wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Night is shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; For nudity's shiver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All now with wings...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmvG2GZ3S7o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmvG2GZ3S7o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4449061566684386092?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4449061566684386092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4449061566684386092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4449061566684386092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4449061566684386092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/three-days-janes-addiction.html' title='Three Days - Jane&apos;s Addiction'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7738727543971040881</id><published>2010-09-27T05:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T05:42:00.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milli Vanilli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1989'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl You Know It&apos;s True'/><title type='text'>Girl You Know It's True - Milli Vanilli</title><content type='html'>Artist: Milli Vanilli&lt;br /&gt;Song: Girl You Know It's True&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1989&lt;br /&gt;Album: Girl You Know It's True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfairly crucified artists who got caught in the corporate machine of late eighties bubblegum pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"So what are you doing back?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Well, I set back and thought about the things we used to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It really meant a lot to me, you mean a lot to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"I really mean that much to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Girl, you know it's true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in love with you girl 'cause you're on my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you're the one I think about most every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when you crack a smile in everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;don't you understand girl this love is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You're so sickin' hand, lone sweetin' thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that ? like poison up on your skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It lightens up my day and that's also true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;together we are one, separated we are two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To make it all mine, all mine is my desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cause you contain a quality, you that I admire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To put it playin' simple, you rule my world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so try to understand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in love girl, I'm so in love girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just in love girl, and this is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my love - is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my love - is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This sizzling thing girl, I can't explain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my emotions starts up when I hear your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe a sweet, sweet voice would ring in my ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it stimulate my senses, girl when you are near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And with your positive emotion love making enjoy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;there's no need to bust, it's like a girl and a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;These feelings I keep, I often wondering why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so I thought I might discuss this girl, just you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now what you wear, I don't care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how ? before, the reason that I like a girl is for what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If I sit and think about it, you rule my world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so try to understand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in love girl, I'm so in love girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just in love girl, and this is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my love - is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in love with you girl, I'm in love with you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my love - is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uh uh uh, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rH80nNixmE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7738727543971040881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/girl-you-know-its-true-milli-vanilli.html' title='Girl You Know It&apos;s True - Milli Vanilli'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4299929972214683207</id><published>2010-09-26T05:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T05:35:00.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beware EP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Misfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980'/><title type='text'>Last Caress - The Misfits</title><content type='html'>Artist: The Misfits&lt;br /&gt;Song: Last Caress&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1980&lt;br /&gt;Album: Beware EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metallica has nothing on the original version. A punked up fifties style rocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I killed your baby today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it doesnt matter much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As long as its dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well I got something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I raped your mother today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it doesnt matter much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As long as she spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweet lovely death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am waiting for your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come sweet death, one last caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweet lovely death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am waiting for your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come sweet death, one last caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I got something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I killed your baby today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it doesnt matter much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As long as its dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweet lovely death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am waiting for your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come sweet death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One last caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One last caress, sweet death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One last caress, sweet death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Giebe-uzPFg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4299929972214683207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-caress-misfits.html' title='Last Caress - The Misfits'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-8324248530108175250</id><published>2010-09-25T05:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T05:20:00.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1992'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Pretender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freddie Mercury'/><title type='text'>In My Defence - Freddie Mercury</title><content type='html'>Artist: Freddie Mercury&lt;br /&gt;Song: In My Defence&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1992&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Great Pretender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally recorded in 1986, this was first issued as a single in 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In my defence what is there to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All the mistakes we made must be faced today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's not easy now knowing where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While the world we love tears itself apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm caught in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In my defence what is there to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We destroy the love - it's our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We never listen enough never face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then like a passing song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is here and then it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm caught in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh what on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh what on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How do I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do we live or die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh help me God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Please help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9f3HcT9toww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9f3HcT9toww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-8324248530108175250?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8324248530108175250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=8324248530108175250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8324248530108175250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8324248530108175250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-my-defence-freddie-mercury.html' title='In My Defence - Freddie Mercury'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2639648668981136969</id><published>2010-09-24T05:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T05:12:00.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bring Ya To The Brink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyndi Lauper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Same Ol' Story - Cyndi Lauper</title><content type='html'>Artist: Cyndi Lauper&lt;br /&gt;Song: Same Ol' Story&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Album: Brink Ya To The Brink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyndi Lauper turns into a dance floor diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;People slippin' in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I watch them get up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It makes me feel like I can too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey hey ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just when I get off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your back tryin' to put me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like some simpleton you can use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With your two different sets of rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One for me two for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story all around yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still some glory in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Much to everyone's surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After everything you put me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends tell me you've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Big fish in a big ol' town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gobble up all in one fair swoop yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With your two different sets of rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One for me and two for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story all around yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still got my feet on tie to the beat yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still got my feet on tie to the beat yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still got my feet on tie to the beat yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still got my feet on tie to the beat yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still some glory in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Much to everyone's surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After everything you put me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends tell me you've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Big fish in a big ol' town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gobble up all in one fair swoop yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With your two different sets of rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One for me and two for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story all around yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same fucking story know damn well it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Same ol same ol same ol same ol same ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With your two different sets of rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well it's the same old fucking story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you damn well it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the same old fucking story well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well it's the same old fucking story all around yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfQpI6ZCMIs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfQpI6ZCMIs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2639648668981136969?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2639648668981136969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2639648668981136969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2639648668981136969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2639648668981136969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/same-ol-story-cyndi-lauper.html' title='Same Ol&apos; Story - Cyndi Lauper'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4994026715555097988</id><published>2010-09-23T04:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T04:53:34.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Charming Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Smiths'/><title type='text'>This Charming Man - The Smiths</title><content type='html'>Artist: The Smiths&lt;br /&gt;Song: This Charming Man&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1983&lt;br /&gt;Album: This Charming Man (single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early MTV staple with a jangling guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A punctured bicycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; On a hillside desolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Will nature make a man of me yet ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; When in this charming car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; This charming man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Why pamper life's complexity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; When the leather runs smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; On the passenger seat ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I would go out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I haven't got a stitch to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; A jumped up pantry boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Who never knew his place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "return the ring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He knows so much about these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He knows so much about these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I would go out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I haven't got a stitch to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; A jumped up pantry boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Who never knew his place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He said "return the ring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He knows so much about these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He knows so much about these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He knows so much about these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_S8d3jim9Gg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_S8d3jim9Gg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4994026715555097988?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4994026715555097988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4994026715555097988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4994026715555097988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4994026715555097988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-charming-man-smiths.html' title='This Charming Man - The Smiths'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6979652431237810351</id><published>2010-02-22T01:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:33:09.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backspacer'/><title type='text'>Gonna See My Friend - Pearl Jam</title><content type='html'>Artist: Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Song: Gonna See My Friend&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2009&lt;br /&gt;Album: Backspacer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great rocker, which is infectious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you wanna hear something sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We are but victims of desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna shake this thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna shake this pain before I retire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m gonna see my friend, I'm gonna see my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m sick of everything, gonna see my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Buona Sera, won’t be long before we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All walk off the wire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m gonna see my friend,.. I'm gonna see my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;for what I require&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Buona sera, cut my quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t’ want my flame to get no higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna see my friend, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of everything, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna see my friend, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna leave it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna give it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna see it, gone once &amp;amp; for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna feel withdrawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Want an overhaul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna be there, hard as a statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Black as a tattoo, never to wash away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gonna take me an astral plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna tunnel through denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m gonna shake this thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna shake this pain 'for I retire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna see my friend, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of everything, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna see my friend, I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1f7jflvpadY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1f7jflvpadY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6979652431237810351?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6979652431237810351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6979652431237810351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6979652431237810351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6979652431237810351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/02/gonna-see-my-friend-pearl-jam.html' title='Gonna See My Friend - Pearl Jam'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7965426949076148184</id><published>2010-02-21T02:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:26:58.002-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings Of Leon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only By The Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Use Somebody - Kings Of Leon</title><content type='html'>Artist: Kings Of Leon&lt;br /&gt;Song: Use Somebody&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Album: Only By The Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is everywhere! Even Dreams covers it (very well, I might add) in their Chicago area concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for my long absence from this blog. Many other things took priority, in the past year and I didn't find enough time to do these posts to the high standards I set for myself. Instead of a daily post, it will become a "whenever the mood strikes me" posting schedule. There may be a story attached to it. There may not be. There will be lyrics and youtube embedding (when possible) and some type of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the comments on this blog lately have been foreign spam. I do not tolerate comment spam of any kind. I do appreciate all the people who have commented with an actual opinion or statement. Thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Painted faces fill the places I can't reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like you and all you know and how you speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Countless lovers under cover of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like me, someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like me, somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm ready now, I'm ready now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm ready now, I'm ready now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm ready now, I'm ready now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm ready now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gnhXHvRoUd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gnhXHvRoUd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7965426949076148184?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7965426949076148184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7965426949076148184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7965426949076148184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7965426949076148184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2010/02/use-somebody-kings-of-leon.html' title='Use Somebody - Kings Of Leon'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2837855861269206695</id><published>2009-04-28T00:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:11:40.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gordon Lightfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold On The Shoulder'/><title type='text'>Rainy Day People - Gordon Lightfoot</title><content type='html'>Artist: Gordon Lightfoot&lt;br /&gt;Song: Rainy Day People&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1975&lt;br /&gt;Album: Cold On The Shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rainy day in Chicago, so I thought of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people always seem to know when it's time to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people don't talk, they just listen till they've heard it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day lovers don't lie when they tell 'ya they've been down like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people don't mind if you're cryin' a tear or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you get lonely, all you really need is that rainy day love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people all know there's no sorrow they can't rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day lovers don't love any others, that would not be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people all know how it hangs on a piece of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day lovers don't lie when they tell you, they've been down there too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people don't mind if you're cryin' a tear or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day people always seem to know when you're feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;High stepping strutters who land in the gutters sometimes need one too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take it or leave it, or try to believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you've been down too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day lovers don't hide love inside they just pass it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rainy day lovers don't hide love inside they just pass it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ3EOsE9-P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ3EOsE9-P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2837855861269206695?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2837855861269206695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2837855861269206695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2837855861269206695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2837855861269206695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainy-day-people-gordon-lightfoot.html' title='Rainy Day People - Gordon Lightfoot'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-1961765346711785845</id><published>2009-04-25T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T04:57:12.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson 5'/><title type='text'>ABC - Jackson 5</title><content type='html'>Artist: Jackson 5&lt;br /&gt;Song: ABC&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1970&lt;br /&gt;Album: ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to listen to this song when I was very young. I also watched the cartoon and I was sucked into the Michael Jackon mania surrounding Thriller, but not to the degree of some people. I was a fan, but not a fanatic. It didn't bother me that the Jacksons would not record together. I didn't want to know if Rosie was based on Michael's real pet snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just enjoyed the songs and watched the cartoon, when I could find it. The cartoon disappeared. The music was left off of playlists and largely forgotten because of other issues that we won't go into here. Then, like with everything else, there was a ressurgence. I started seeing the songs in movies and there seemed to be a genuine interest in the songs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult, I'm sad to say that I had dismissed most of the music as being childish. It largely is, but it's got a catchy beat. I didn't start having respect for this song again, until I saw it used in Clerks 2. That cinched it for me. This was going back into the collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it takes a different context to truly appreciate a song. I'm glad Kevin Smith decided to use it in the rooftop dancing scene. It turned out to be the perfect choice. It's dancy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A buh-buh buh buh-buh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A buh-buh buh buh-buh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You went to school to learn girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Things you never ever knew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like "I" before "E" except after "C"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And why two plus two makes four!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, now, now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna teach you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All about love girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sit yourself down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;take a seat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All you gotta do is repeat after me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's easy as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, two, three, as simple as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do, re, mi, A, B, C, one, two, three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby you and me girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's easy as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, two, three, as simple as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do, re, mi, A, B, C, one, two, three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby you and me girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come on girl and love me just a little bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna teach you how to sing it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come on, come on, come on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me tell you what it's all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Reading, writing, arithmatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;are the branches of the learning tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But without the roots of love everyday girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your education ain't complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher's gonna show you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How to get an "A"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How to spell "me", "you", add the two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Listen to me baby thats all you got to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's easy as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, two, three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;as simple as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do, re, mi, A, B, C, one, two, three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby you and me girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, it's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's like counting up to three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Singing simple melodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, two, three, you and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sit down girl, I think I love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No, get up girl, show me what you can do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shake it, shake it baby, come on now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shake it, shake it baby, oooh, oooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shake it, shake it baby, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, two, three, baby, oooh, oooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, baby, ah, ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do, re, mi, baby, wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, it's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's like counting up to three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Singing simple melodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher's gonna teach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how to sing it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cmon cmon cmon let me show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;all about it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, it's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's like counting up to three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Singing simple melodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher's gonna teach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how to sing it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cmon cmon cmon let me show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;all about it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, it's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's like counting up to three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Singing simple melodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher's gonna teach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how to sing it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sing it out, sing it, sing it sing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A, B, C, it's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's like counting up to three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Singing simple melodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's how easy love can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZOXG8wtxx_w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param 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term='1993'/><title type='text'>Gin And Juice - Snoop Doggy Dogg</title><content type='html'>Artist: Snoop Doggy Dogg&lt;br /&gt;Song: Gin &amp;amp; Juice&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1993&lt;br /&gt;Album: Doggystyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit it. I've seen Snoop live. He was pretty good too. I saw him on the 1997 Lollapalooza tour. I like all kinds of music and this just happens to be one of them. I really liked the debut album from Snoop. It's been hit or miss ever since, but the debut was solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, Snoop has tried to clean up his image somewhat. You are more likely to see him on a movie set today rather than the streets. As with most performers, image is everything. That's what got him into the limelight and shying away from it made him stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a job at K-Mart doing overnight stocking in 1994 and 1995. We were left to our own devices and we got to choose the music that we listened to during the night. It was much better than listening to the K-Mart radio network all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked with a woman named Sherri, who loved rap music. Whenever I would stroll past her section with Snoop on my cassette player, I'd always get the thumbs up. I usually mixed in all the genres on the tapes because occasionally we would be able to play them on the portable radios. I really learned to appreciate all kinds of music on that job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*man pissing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Heah hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Steady long, steady long nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With so much drama in the L-B-C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I, somehow, some way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cause my momma ain't home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got bitches in the living room gettin it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So what you wanna do, sheeeit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So turn off the lights and close the doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So we gonna smoke a ounce to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now this types of shit, happens all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got the cultivating music that be captivating he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;who listens, to the words that I speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As I take me a drink to the middle of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;beeeitch, I'm just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Later on that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shit, this ain't no joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To serve me, not with a cherry on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6TUhx2wX0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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term='Wither Blister Burn and Peel'/><title type='text'>Shame - Stabbing Westward</title><content type='html'>Artist: Stabbing Westward&lt;br /&gt;Song: Shame&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1996&lt;br /&gt;Album: Wither Blister Burn &amp;amp; Peel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love this song, back in 1996. I still like it now, but it a disappointment to me. The song is still the same. I'm still the same. The lyrics have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain. I thought that this was a bold song because of one line in the lyrics. It turns out that I misheard the line. I found out the real line and it was still good, but it wasn't as good as i originally perceived it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line, "How can I exist without you" is the line in question. Until I looked up the lyrics, I thought the line was, "How can I have sex without you". I thought that was a bold statement and I liked the song more because of it. Like everything great, there was some flaw with that logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still a good song, but it missed a chance at greatness. At least the greatness envisioned in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If only see myself reflected in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So all that I believe I am essentially are lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And everything I've hoped to be or ever thought I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Died with your belief in me so who that hell am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know if I am real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What is left of me without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know whats real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I exist without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm wanderin' 'round confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wondering why I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The more that you deny my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The more it intensifies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I pray for someone to ache for me the way I ache for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you ignore that I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've nothing to cling to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know if I am real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What is left of me without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know whats real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I exist without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I stare into this mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So tired of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If only you would speak to me or care if I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Once I swore I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I never meant like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I never meant like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no i never meant like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know if I am real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What is left of me without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know whats real without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I exist without you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GdzIQlskBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GdzIQlskBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-1411512313766616631?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1411512313766616631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=1411512313766616631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1411512313766616631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1411512313766616631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/shame-stabbing-westward.html' title='Shame - Stabbing Westward'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2012916328982321222</id><published>2009-04-22T23:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:41:20.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meddle'/><title type='text'>Fearless - Pink Floyd</title><content type='html'>Artist: Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Song: Fearless&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1971&lt;br /&gt;Album: Meddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick entry today. This song has been running through my brain lately. I never thought much of the song, when I was a teenager. But running the iPod while I'm busy at the computer has had some awesome benefits. Some songs actually improve, when you don't know they are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song where I was torn away from my computer work because I wondered what this song actually was. It sounded like Pink Floyd, but I couldn't recall what exactly. It turns out that it was "Fearless" popping up on shuffle. I try to preview all the newer songs that I hear this way. I can test my true nature about a song without the preconceived notions about it. I've found some great lost songs that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You say the hill's too steep to climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Climb it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You say you'd like to see me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You pick the place and I'll choose the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That hill in my own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just wait a while for the right day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Merciless the magistrate turns 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Frowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And who's the fool who wears the crown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And go down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And every day is the right day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWH01DBJxlo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWH01DBJxlo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2012916328982321222?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2012916328982321222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2012916328982321222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2012916328982321222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2012916328982321222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/fearless-pink-floyd.html' title='Fearless - Pink Floyd'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7679098248467338244</id><published>2009-04-21T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:35:24.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Def Leppard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyromania'/><title type='text'>Rock Of Ages - Def Leppard</title><content type='html'>Artist: Def Leppard&lt;br /&gt;Song: Rock Of Ages&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1983&lt;br /&gt;Album: Pyromania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good deal of my youth trying to figure out what was said at the beginning of this song. It turns out that the phrase is utter nonsense and is actually said in place of a 1, 2, 3, 4 count. So much for the mysteries of the ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first real exposure to Def Leppard. And it was a good one. It was because of this song that I sought out more music from Def Leppard. I was able to follow the band through their meteoric rise in the late eighties. It was a real treat to be there from somewhere near the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of this song, I can still picture the Druid imagery embedded throughout the video. It was one of the staples of early MTV and I must have had this song on at least a dozen videotapes that I made in the eighties of overnight MTV programming. You know, when they used to make their living running videos instead of reality shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I have a tape of the top 100 videos on MTV for that year. It has been a long time since it or any other MTV tape has been viewed. Somewhere, in that year end countdown, is "Rock Of Ages".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gunter glieben glauten globen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, it's better to burn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, than fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ow Gonna start a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C'mon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rise up! gather round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock this place to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burn it up let's go for broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch the night go up in smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock on! Rock on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Drive me crazier, no serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No fire brigade, just Pyromania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you want? What do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want rock'n'roll, yes I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Long live rock'n'roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh let's go, let's strike a light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We're gonna blow like dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't care if it takes all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gonna set this town alight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you want? What do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want rock'n'roll, Allright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Long live rock'n'roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock of ages, rock of ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still rollin', keep a-rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock of ages, rock of ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still rollin', rock'n'rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We got the power, got the glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just say you need it and if you need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Say yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Heh heh heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Burnin', Burnin', I got the fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know for sure, there ain't no cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So feel it, don't fight it, go with the flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme one more for the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you want? What do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want rock'n'roll, You betcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Long live rock'n'roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock of ages, rock of ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still rollin', keep a-rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rock of ages, rock of ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Still rollin', rock'n'rollin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We're gonna burn this damn place down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Down to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvNOZegkVXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvNOZegkVXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7679098248467338244?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7679098248467338244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7679098248467338244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7679098248467338244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7679098248467338244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/rock-of-ages-def-leppard.html' title='Rock Of Ages - Def Leppard'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4227176842486981321</id><published>2009-04-20T23:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:44:27.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wings At The Speed Of Sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><title type='text'>Let 'Em In - Wings</title><content type='html'>Artist: Wings&lt;br /&gt;Song: Let 'Em In&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1976&lt;br /&gt;Album: Wings At The Speed Of Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney was in a band before Wings? Yeah, some band called the Beatles. Wings was sort of the anti-Beatles. It was the same basic poppy songs from McCartney, but without the input of four other people. It was a time of pure bliss for McCartney fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let 'Em In" is another simple song from Paul McCartney. He is a master craftsman at taking boring nonsense and making it into a hit. The lyrics almost read like the phone book as Paul lists a bunch of relatives. It took the genius of McCartney to turn this into any resemblance of a true song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Do me a favor, open the door&lt;br /&gt;And let 'em in, uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Do me a favor, open the door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Suzie, brother John,&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther, Phil and Don,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ernie, Auntie Jin,&lt;br /&gt;Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Do me a favor, open the door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let 'em in, oh yeah, yeah, let 'em in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;-du-du.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Sister Suzie, brother John,&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther, Phil and Don,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;, ooh-ooh,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ernie, Uncle Ian, ooh-ooh,&lt;br /&gt;Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah-yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's ringing the bell,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Do me a favor, open the door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let 'em in, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;-du-du.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" name="lankar1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;Du-du-du-du-du-du-du&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="lankar1"&gt;-du-du.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9r0ANbSVa9k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9r0ANbSVa9k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4227176842486981321?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4227176842486981321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4227176842486981321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4227176842486981321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4227176842486981321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-em-in-wings.html' title='Let &apos;Em In - Wings'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7823813251145291780</id><published>2009-04-19T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:20:59.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(pronounced &apos;lĕh-&apos;nérd &apos;skin-&apos;nérd)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynyrd Skynyrd'/><title type='text'>Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd</title><content type='html'>Artist: Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;br /&gt;Song: Free Bird&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1973&lt;br /&gt;Album: (pronounced 'lĕh-'nérd 'skin-'nérd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the biggest Skynyrd fan, but I like the occasional song. This has to be one of the most cliched songs in rock history, but it still rocks. There's a reason why people jokingly shout it out at almost every rock concert on the planet. It's a damn fine song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is bittersweet for me, especially on this day. My uncle, who passed away two years ago today, loved Lynyrd Skynyrd. He passed away by his own hand, which makes this day a little hard for most in my family. I have been lining up a bunch of his favorite songs and I listen to them on his birthday and the day he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wake came, everyone knew that I was his concert buddy, so they looked to me to supply the music. I knew he wouldn't want something sappy and religious, so I took the bands that he loved and chose songs that he either loved or were appropriate for the occasion. This song was the ending centerpiece to the disc I made. It was a song that he loved and it was a song that was appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only one who thought this song was an appropriate choice. Instead of showing a video or a live performance, I think this scene from Elizabethtown would be an appropriate choice to showcase the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If I leave here tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Would you still remember me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For I must be travelling on, now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But, if I stayed here with you, girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Things just couldn't be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And this bird you can not change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lord knows, I can't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Though this feeling I can't change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But please don't take it badly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But, if I stayed here with you girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Things just couldn't be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I'm as free as a bird now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And this bird you'll never change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And this bird you can not change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lord knows, I can't change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lord help me, I can't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbcylZiOHi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbcylZiOHi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7823813251145291780?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7823813251145291780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7823813251145291780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7823813251145291780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7823813251145291780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/free-bird-lynyrd-skynyrd.html' title='Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-846915699095417106</id><published>2009-04-18T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:05:00.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike And The Mechanics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1988'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Living Years'/><title type='text'>The Living Years - Mike And The Mechanics</title><content type='html'>Artist: Mike + The Mechanics&lt;br /&gt;Song: The Living Years&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1988&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Living Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an upliftingly depressing song. It sounds happy and cheery until you realize that the song is about a deceased father and the son's regrets for not making amends. This was the musical landscape of 1988. You either had depressing, thoughtful songs or throwaway junk, with a few exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two months ago, I had this song stuck in my head for five days straight. I can't believe I didn't crawl into bed and hide under the covers for two months. This is a wonderful song, but I just can't take the emotional subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear the song, I feel like I just saw a baby's grave. You have a whole bundle of emotions that get bottlenecked into the same place with no chance of escape. You feel sad. You feel happy. Then you feel bad for feeling happy. It's a complete rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that I'll seek this song out at the appropriate time, but until then, I'm happy with hearing it from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Blames the one before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And all of their frustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Come beating on your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I know that I'm a prisoner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To all my Father held so dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I know that I'm a hostage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To all his hopes and fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I just wish I could have told him in the living years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Crumpled bits of paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Filled with imperfect thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Stilted conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm afraid that's all we've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You say you just don't see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He says it's perfect sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You just can't get agreement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; In this present tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We all talk a different language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Talking in defence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Say it loud, say it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You can listen as well as you hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's too late when we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To admit we don't see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; So we open up a quarrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Between the present and the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; We only sacrifice the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's the bitterness that lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; So don't yield to the fortunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You sometimes see as fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It may have a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; On a different day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And if you don't give up, and don't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You may just be O.K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Say it loud, say it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You can listen as well as you hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's too late when we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To admit we don't see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I wasn't there that morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; When my Father passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I didn't  get to tell him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; All the things I had to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I think I caught his spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Later that same year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm sure I heard his echo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; In my baby's new born tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I just wish I could have told him in the living years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Say it loud, say it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You can listen as well as you hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's too late when we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; To admit we don't see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGDA0Hecw1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGDA0Hecw1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-846915699095417106?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/846915699095417106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=846915699095417106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/846915699095417106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/846915699095417106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-years-mike-and-mechanics.html' title='The Living Years - Mike And The Mechanics'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2105130774127747221</id><published>2009-04-17T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:03:01.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1994'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Longview - Green Day</title><content type='html'>Artist: Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Song: Longview&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1994&lt;br /&gt;Album: Dookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long career of Green Day really took off with this song. After years of trying to find success, they hit the big time with "Longview". This was the first in a string of hits for Green Day that really hasn't let up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, the song is about masturbation. It wasn't obvious during my first few listens in 1994, but looking at the lyrics (and knowing the lyrics by heart) reveal the true story. It's a song about boredom and what a person will do when bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this video debuted on MTV (when they actually played videos and not reality shows), Green Day would be everywhere in 1994. You couldn't turn on the radio without hearing a Green Day song. You couldn't turn on the TV without seeing a video or a live performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the many reasons that the summer of 1994 will remain one of my favorite summers. The only thing that seemed to go wrong was that I missed Green Day performing at Lollapalooza by one day. I got to see them in 1995, so it was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sit around and watch the tube, but nothing's on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Change the channels for an hour or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm sick of all the same old shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; In a house with unlocked doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm fucking lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Bite my lip and close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Take me away to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm so damn bored I'm going blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I smell like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I sure as hell can't do it by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm feeling like a dog in heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Barred indoors from the summer street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I locked the door to my own cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I lost the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Bite my lip and close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Take me away to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm so damn bored I'm going blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I smell like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I got no motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Where is my motivation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No time for the motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Smoking my inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Call me pathetic, call me what you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; My mother says to get a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But she don't like the one she's got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; When masturbation's lost it's fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You're fucking breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Bite my lip and close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Take me away to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm so damn bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm going blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And loneliness has to suffice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Bite my lip and close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I was slipping away to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Some say,"Quit or I'll go blind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But it's just a myth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQUNn11Oark&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQUNn11Oark&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2105130774127747221?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2105130774127747221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2105130774127747221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2105130774127747221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2105130774127747221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/longview-green-day.html' title='Longview - Green Day'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-8420924345824520913</id><published>2009-04-16T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:20:01.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Sabbath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never Say Die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>Air Dance - Black Sabbath</title><content type='html'>Artist: Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;Song: Air Dance&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1978&lt;br /&gt;Album: Never Say Die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last original studio album with Black Sabbath's classic lineup on it. Sabbath chooses this album to really explore the sounds. They start to veer away from the really heavy metal sound. They end up sounding like Santana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not bad though. The tracks on this album are outstanding, but none of them would be as well received as their previous work. The band is breaking apart and the album is the one that benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some songs were re-written to fit Ozzy's tastes, after he left the band for a short time. Ozzy refused to sing any of the songs written for his replacement, so the band had to tinker until they were only reminiscent of the previous versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;She sits in silence, in her midnight world&lt;br /&gt;Her faded pictures, of her dancing girls&lt;br /&gt;Her, distant dreamer, on the seas of time&lt;br /&gt;Her happy memories, dancing through her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In days of romance&lt;br /&gt;She was the queen of dance&lt;br /&gt;She'd dance the night away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the seasons turn the days to years&lt;br /&gt;She holds her pictures, hears the silent cheers&lt;br /&gt;The days grow lonely for the dancing queen&lt;br /&gt;And now she dances only in her dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In days of romance&lt;br /&gt;She was the queen of dance&lt;br /&gt;She'd dance the night away, away, away, away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQkoFrIMDhs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQkoFrIMDhs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-8420924345824520913?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8420924345824520913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=8420924345824520913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8420924345824520913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8420924345824520913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/air-dance-black-sabbath.html' title='Air Dance - Black Sabbath'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7950690195429635206</id><published>2009-04-15T20:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:17:27.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judas Priest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killing Machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>Hell Bent For Leather - Judas Priest</title><content type='html'>Artist: Judas Priest&lt;br /&gt;Song: Hell Bent For Leather&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1978&lt;br /&gt;Album: Killing Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got to see Judas Priest in their prime, nor have I seen them live now. After Rob Halford's outing, everything makes just a little more sense with the leather fetish. Not that there's anything wrong with that. It doesn't make me enjoy the music any less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no way that I was going to see Judas Priest in their MTV days. I was too young and my mother would never allow me to attend a concert like that, even with my uncle that I went to concerts with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hell Bent For Leather" is a great example of a catchy song that doesn't get enough airplay. It's raw and gritty. You can feel the leather on this song. The song belongs on a road trip with a motorcycle gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;Seek him here, seek him on the highway&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing when he'll appear&lt;br /&gt;All await, engine's ticking over&lt;br /&gt;Hear the roar as they sense the fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheels! A glint of steel and a flash of light!&lt;br /&gt;Screams! From a streak of fire as he strikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black as night, faster than a shadow&lt;br /&gt;Crimson flare from a raging sun&lt;br /&gt;An exhibition, sheer precision&lt;br /&gt;Yet no one knows from where he comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools! Self destruct cannot take that crown&lt;br /&gt;Dreams! Crash one by one to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many who tried to prove that they're faster&lt;br /&gt;But they didn't last and they died as they tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many who tried to prove that they're faster&lt;br /&gt;But they didn't last and they died as they tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent, hell bent for leather&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zInasdz2mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zInasdz2mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7950690195429635206?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7950690195429635206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7950690195429635206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7950690195429635206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7950690195429635206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell-bent-for-leather-judas-priest.html' title='Hell Bent For Leather - Judas Priest'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7364328546327133040</id><published>2009-04-14T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:06:01.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eagles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desperado'/><title type='text'>Tequila Sunrise - Eagles</title><content type='html'>Artist: Eagles&lt;br /&gt;Song: Tequila Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1973&lt;br /&gt;Album: Desperado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing The Big Lebowski, I can never listen to the Eagles the same way again. After hearing the loathe and angst against the Eagles, I can start to see what they mean. The Eagles are a band that is pretentious and snooty, while pretending to be laid back and country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with all that, they still make some damn fine music. Damn fine! "Tequila Sunrise" is an overlooked gem that doesn't get much recognition. The title track and anything on Hotel California usually gets more notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go through the Eagles back catalog, you'll find gems like this song and "James Dean". I was never a huge fan of the Eagles, but I do enjoy the odd song every once in awhile. This happens to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's another tequila sunrise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Starin' slowly 'cross the sky, said goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He was just a hired hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Workin' on the dreams he planned to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; The days go by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Ev'ry night when the sun goes down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Just another lonely boy in town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And she's out runnin' 'round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; She wasn't just another woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I couldn't keep from comin' on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's been so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Oh, and it's a hollow feelin' when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It comes down to dealin' friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It never ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Take another shot of courage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Wonder why the right words never come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You just get numb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; It's another tequila sunrise,this old world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; still looks the same, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Another frame, mm...         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujCRo8wRS7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujCRo8wRS7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7364328546327133040?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7364328546327133040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7364328546327133040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7364328546327133040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7364328546327133040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/tequila-sunrise-eagles.html' title='Tequila Sunrise - Eagles'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-3825544859848755685</id><published>2009-04-13T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:03:00.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joni Mitchell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Court And Spark'/><title type='text'>Help Me - Joni Mitchell</title><content type='html'>Artist: Joni Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;Song: Help Me&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1974&lt;br /&gt;Album: Court And Spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used this song to demonstrate the element air in a massage therapy course that I took a few years ago. Joni's breathy vocal delivery and airy composition made it the perfect choice. I managed to snag a perfect score with the presentation, even though I had a high grade fever at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help Me" is a song that I will occasionally get stuck in my head. It will go round and round and will rarely create an exit. Sometimes it will get stuck there for days. I suppose that has a lot to do with hearing the song on radio stations and in grocery stores when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't always listen to Joni, but I think she writes fantastic music. Joni is always good to break up the monotony between other songs. I just can't listen to her for hours on end. Then I seem to hear he siren call in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I get that crazy feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know I'm in trouble again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And a sweet taIking ladies man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And you love your lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But not like you love your freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In love too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's got me hoping for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And worrying about the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause I've seen some hot hot blazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come down to smoke and ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We love our lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But not like we love our freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't it feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We were sitting there talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or lying there not talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't it feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You dance with the lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With the hole in her stocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't it feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't it feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you going to let me go there by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's such a lonely thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Both of us flirting around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Flirting and flirting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hurting too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We love our lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But not like we love our freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4oY8ojxp_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4oY8ojxp_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-3825544859848755685?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3825544859848755685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=3825544859848755685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3825544859848755685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3825544859848755685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/help-me-joni-mitchell.html' title='Help Me - Joni Mitchell'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5596357684941346932</id><published>2009-04-12T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:09:01.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1972'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Young'/><title type='text'>The Needle And The Damage Done - Neil Young</title><content type='html'>Artist: Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;Song: The Needle And The Damage Done&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1972&lt;br /&gt;Album: Harvest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, this may be the sweetest sounding song ever to be written about the dangers of heroin. Neil had watched many great artists die by the needle at this point in his career. It wouldn't be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember hearing this song for the first time and being in awe. I couldn't believe that a song could sit so still, yet knock you out at the same time. It was a lesson that I learned at an early age. Less is sometimes more and you can scream by the use of a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone from Simple Minds to the Red Hot Chili Peppers have covered this classic. Another round of covers appeared after Kurt Cobain was found dead. Although, not many of those have been recorded. Every time an artist dies by the needle, this song can be heard playing somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I caught you knockin' at my cellar door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you, baby, can I have some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh, ooh, the damage done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I hit the city and I lost my band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I watched the needle take another man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone, gone, the damage done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I sing the song because I love the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that some of you don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Milk-blood to keep from running out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've seen the needle and the damage done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A little part of it in everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But every junkie's like a settin' sun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0t0EW6z8a0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0t0EW6z8a0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5596357684941346932?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5596357684941346932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5596357684941346932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5596357684941346932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5596357684941346932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/needle-and-damage-done-neil-young.html' title='The Needle And The Damage Done - Neil Young'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6672837911000385910</id><published>2009-04-11T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:04:01.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Tie Affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walk This Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Candle (Sick And Tired) - White Tie Affair</title><content type='html'>Artist: White Tie Affair&lt;br /&gt;Song: Candle (Sick And Tired)&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Album: Walk This Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this song has been all over the place lately. I haven't heard anything about it. At least nothing that I can remember. The music mostly sounds like the same emo crap that every other newer band is trying to pass off to the mass public today. There is one difference with this song though. The lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics deal with loss and pain and picking yourself up again. I can easily relate to that. I can also respect that they are trying to bring fun back to the genre. It doesn't hurt that they're from Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this song is about lost love, I can relate it to the death of my uncle. I would have glossed over this song, for awhile anyway, if it wasn't for my cousin, which happens to be my deceased uncle's daughter. She usually leaves interesting snippets of lyrics on her Facebook page and one night she put the up the lyric, "I'd be lying if I told you, losing you was something I could handle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing that, I had to seek out the song. I was initially bored with the song because it sounded like a PANIC! At The Disco clone. The lyrics soon won me over and I can honestly say that I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I took a ride on a February morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My baby's flying off the edge of the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's saying, "I'm so sorry about that note",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That left me all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me how long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All this darkness will surround you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning like a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Seven days since I've seen your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Seven nights I have laid to waste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm burning out now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know we're hanging at the end of the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We've flown too high, make a swarm too low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I heard a screaming out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I heard a screaming out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me how long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All this darkness will surround you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning like a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All the things that you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What are the things that you mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What are the things that you say to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz your tragedy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A queen for his majesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All these plans for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your kingdom is crumbling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You're a tragedy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A queen for his majesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All these plans for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your kingdom is crumbling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somebody tell me how long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All this darkness will surround you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning like a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning like a candle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning like a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1969'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At San Quentin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Cash'/><title type='text'>A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash</title><content type='html'>Artist: Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;Song: A Boy Named Sue&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1969&lt;br /&gt;Album: At San Quentin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that I'm a big fan of Johnny Cash. There's something about his voice that I could listen to him sing the telephone book and I'd have a smile on my face. It's no different when he took a song written by Shel Silverstein and made a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics tell of a young man that grew up angry because his father left. But before his father left, he named the boy, Sue. The main motivation in the young man's life was to kill the man who gave him that name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember reading Shel Silverstein as a kid. He was one of my favorite authors back then. He still holds a fond place in my heart. I can also remember hearing the Johnny Cash version of the song, but I never put them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bit of controversy with the release of the song. Some people objected to the words bitch and damn being used in the song. I think it fits right into the theme of the song. I couldn't imagine it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My daddy left home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; when I was three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And he didn't leave much to ma and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But the meanest thing that he ever did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It seems I had to fight my whole life through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Some gal would giggle and I'd get red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My fist got hard and my wits got keen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I made a vow to the moon and stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And kill that man who gave me that awful name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I just hit town and my throat was dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At an old saloon on a street of mud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There at a table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, dealing stud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I knew that snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; was my own sweet dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He was big and bent and gray and old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I looked at him and my blood ran cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now your gonna die!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And he went down, but to my surprise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I busted a chair right across his teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And we crashed through the wall and into the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell ya, I've fought tougher men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I really can't remember when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And he said: "Son, this world is rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So I give ya that name and I said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I knew you'd have to get tough or die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's the name that helped to make you strong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know you hate me, and you got the right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But ya ought to thank me, before I die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I got all choked up and I threw down my gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I came away with a different point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I think about him, now and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every time I try and every time I win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him&lt;br /&gt;Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M89c3hWx3RQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M89c3hWx3RQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6730079678511054046?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6730079678511054046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6730079678511054046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6730079678511054046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6730079678511054046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/boy-named-sue-johnny-cash.html' title='A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-526268348260789371</id><published>2009-04-09T16:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:48:17.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lonely Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incredibad'/><title type='text'>Dick In A Box - The Lonely Island</title><content type='html'>Artist: The Lonely Island&lt;br /&gt;Song: Dick In A Box&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2009&lt;br /&gt;Album: Incredibad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song started out as an SNL Digital Short a few years ago. It proved so popular that it eventually made it onto an album with other comedy song by The Lonely Island. The thing that makes the song is the commitment to the lyrics by playing the song straight and the addition of Justin Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds almost ludicrous to think that private parts peeking through a hole in a box could end up a hit. The followup song, "Jizz In My Pants", is a top ten hit in Australia. How weird is that? It just goes to show that no one can predict what the public will latch onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey girl, I got somethin' real important to give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So just sit down and listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know we've been together such a long, long time (such a long time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And now I'm ready to lay it on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Wooow) You know it's Christmas and my heart is open wide (open wide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gonna give you something so you know what's on my mind (what is on my mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A gift real special, so take off the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take a look inside -- it's my dick in a box (it's in a box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not gonna get you a diamond ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That sort of gift don't mean anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not gonna get you a fancy car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl ya gotta know you're my shining star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not gonna get you a house in the hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A girl like you needs somethin' real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna get you somethin' from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somethin' special girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's my dick in a box, my dick in a box girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's my dick in a box, my dick in a box girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;See I'm wise enough to know when a gift needs givin' (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And I got just the one, somethin' to show ya that you are second to none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To all the fellas out there with ladies to impress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's easy to do just follow these steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1: Cut a hole in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2: Put your junk in that box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3: Make her open the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And that's the way you do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's my dick in a box...my dick in a box girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's my dick in a box, my dick in a box girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas; dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hanukkah; dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kwanzaa; a dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every single holiday a dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Over at your parent's house a dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mid day at the grocery store a dick in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Backstage at the CMA's a dick in a box (yeah-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A dick in a box, a dick in a box, a dick in a box...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FgXvR97Wk6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FgXvR97Wk6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-526268348260789371?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/526268348260789371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=526268348260789371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/526268348260789371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/526268348260789371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/dick-in-box-lonely-island.html' title='Dick In A Box - The Lonely Island'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7725632418652141218</id><published>2009-04-08T00:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:29:01.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beavis And Butthead Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nirvana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1993'/><title type='text'>I Hate Myself And Want To Die - Nirvana</title><content type='html'>Artist: Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Hate Myself And Want To Die&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1993&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Beavis &amp;amp; Butthead Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How odd that a joke one year would be a cry for help the next. "I Hate Myself And Want To Die" was the original title for the In Utero album. Kurt thought that it would be hilarious to make that saying, which was a favorite response of his when asked how he was doing, the title of the highly anticipated record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was recorded during the In Utero sessions, but ultimately was thrown away on a compilation album built around Beavis &amp;amp; Butthead. The album is one of the highly successful alternative/metal compilations of the early nineties. The album leaned more towards metal and odd alternative bands with a few rap groups thrown in for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for the morbid title, "I Hate Myself And Want To Die" probably would have made the cut on the album. Sometimes the "b" sides are better than what makes the album. Nirvana had a good track record for catchy throwaway songs. This could have easily replaced "Milk It" or "Very Ape" on the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing on the track is the Saturday Night Live connection. I am a huge fan of SNL, so when I listened to this on headphones, I was in for a surprise. The spoken word part of the song was originally a Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey bumper. This is just another way that SNL is creeping into all walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Runny nose and runny yolk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Even if you have a cold still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         You can cough on me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         I still haven't had my fulfill&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the someday what's that odd sound?&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Broken heart and broken bones&lt;br /&gt;       Think about some capsules of          horse pills&lt;br /&gt;       One more quirky cliche'd phrase&lt;br /&gt;       You're the one I wanna refill&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the someday what's that odd sound?&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Most people don't realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         That two large pieces of coral,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Painted brown, and attached to his skull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         With common wood screws can make a child look like a deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the someday what's that odd sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Runny nose and runny yolk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;          Even if you have a cold still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;          You can cough on me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;          I still haven't had my fulfill        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the someday what's that odd sound?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_8rq5qtJi0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_8rq5qtJi0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7725632418652141218?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7725632418652141218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7725632418652141218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7725632418652141218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7725632418652141218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-myself-and-want-to-die-nirvana.html' title='I Hate Myself And Want To Die - Nirvana'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4778707264656821876</id><published>2009-04-07T00:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:07:01.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride The Lightning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><title type='text'>Trapped Under Ice - Metallica</title><content type='html'>Artist: Metallica&lt;br /&gt;Song: Trapped Under Ice&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1984&lt;br /&gt;Album: Ride The Lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be one of my favorite Metallica tracks. It seems to get a bum rap compared to the more popular songs, but I think that just adds to the song. I remember listening to my cassette copy of Ride The Lightning and marveling at this song. The lyrics are solid and the music is at its thrashing best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it may have connected with me a little more because I was almost trapped under ice during one winter in Chicago, as a kid. I was walking on the ice with a friend and the ice started to crack. I did everything right and came close to making it onto the concrete walkway. As Don Adams would say, I missed it by that much. Suddenly, the ice broke and I went plummeting through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my friend had made it safely and found something to pull me to safety. I had a long, wet, cold bike ride home. I'm lucky that I was close enough to the edge. If I had been further out, who knows what my survival rate would have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I think this is the only song that can be synced up to Batman &amp;amp; Robin and make it look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know how to live through this hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell   Frozen soul, frozen down to the core &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Break the ice, I can't take anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't move at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't hear my call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am dying to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cry out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm trapped under the ice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Crystallized, as I lay here and rest&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of glass stare directly at death&lt;br /&gt;From deep sleep I have broken away&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, no one hears what I say &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Freezing&lt;br /&gt;Can't move at all&lt;br /&gt;Screaming&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear my call&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to live&lt;br /&gt;Cry out&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped under the ice &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Scream from my soul&lt;br /&gt;Fate, mystified&lt;br /&gt;Hell, forever more&lt;br /&gt;No release from my cryonic state&lt;br /&gt;What is this? I've been stricken by fate&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free&lt;br /&gt;Hand of doom has a tight grip on me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Freezing&lt;br /&gt;Can't move at all&lt;br /&gt;Screaming&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear my call&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to live&lt;br /&gt;Cry out&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped under the ice &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKOAXgX2BEU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKOAXgX2BEU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4778707264656821876?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4778707264656821876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4778707264656821876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4778707264656821876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4778707264656821876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/trapped-under-ice-metallica.html' title='Trapped Under Ice - Metallica'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7565057447006944548</id><published>2009-04-06T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:07:02.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let It Be'/><title type='text'>The Long And Winding Road - The Beatles</title><content type='html'>Artist: The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;Song: The Long And Winding Road&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1970&lt;br /&gt;Album: Let It Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be the song that broke the Beatles up for good? Some sources say that the remixing of this song by Phil Spector was the straw that broke the camel's back. I think that might be a pretty accurate portrayal of what happened in 1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tensions were at an all time high, when this album came out. The album was nothing like the Beatles had envisioned it. Regular producer George Martin called the album uncharacteristic of the Beatles. Phil Spector originally took this track and added on layers of orchestral overdubs to drown out the shoddy bass playing of John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpler techniques could have been used on this track and were used in other parts of the album. One begins to wonder why the bass wasn't just overdubbed and left. Where did the chorus of women and full blaring horn section come from? This was to be the simplest sounding song on Let It Be and now it was the busiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years have washed away some of the bitterness of this incident. In 2003, the Beatles released a sparse version of "The Long And Winding Road" on Let It Be... Naked to good reviews. Phil Spector has argued that Paul McCartney had no trouble picking up the Academy Award for the soundtrack and playing the song with horns during 25 years of touring. Maybe it's best to say that there are positives about both versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The long and winding road that leads to your door,&lt;br /&gt;       Will never disappear,&lt;br /&gt;       I've seen that road before&lt;br /&gt;It always leads me here,&lt;br /&gt;       Leads me to your door. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The wild and windy night the rain washed away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Has left a pool of tears crying for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Why leave me standing here, let me know the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Many times I've been alone and many times I've cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Anyway you'll never know the many ways I've tried, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Still they lead me back to the long and winding road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         You left me standing here a long, long time ago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Don't leave me waiting here, lead me to you door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;         Da, da, da, da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/COMsKPeWAsw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/COMsKPeWAsw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7565057447006944548?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7565057447006944548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7565057447006944548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7565057447006944548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7565057447006944548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-and-winding-road-beatles.html' title='The Long And Winding Road - The Beatles'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-6594371129204706465</id><published>2009-04-05T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:04:01.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Slip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Inch Nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Discipline - Nine Inch Nails</title><content type='html'>Artist: Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;Song: Discipline&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Slip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some odd reason, I unplugged my iPod and listened to the radio on April 22, 2008. I listened to the local alternative station to catch up on the new music. From time to time, I will listen to the radio and see what's getting airplay. I usually find one or two songs to plug into the iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sooner did I turn the radio on, when the DJ informed the listeners that a download had just arrived unannounced and they were going to play it on the air. The song was brand spankin' new Nine Inch Nails. I'm surprised that I didn't swerve because I was that excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent had just finished the song hours before and we were now listening to it without warning. Instantly, I knew that NIN was ready to take full advantage of the internet as a way to release instant music. I moved and grooved the best I could while driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found my way home, I scoured the web for a download. I found one rather quickly and into the iPod "Discipline" went. To me, the song sounded like a cross between "Only" and something off of the Downward Spiral. No matter what it could be compared to, it rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;am I still tough enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; feels like I'm wearing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; is my visciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; losing ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; am I taking too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; did I cross a line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need my role in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; very clearly defined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; you know once I start I cannot help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and now it's starting up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; feels like I'm losing touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; nothing matters to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; nothing matters as much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I see you left a mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; up and down my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I don't know where I end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and where you begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I need your discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; you know once I start I cannot help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; once I start I cannot stop myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9lKw0Oysg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9lKw0Oysg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-6594371129204706465?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6594371129204706465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=6594371129204706465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6594371129204706465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/6594371129204706465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/discipline-nine-inch-nails.html' title='Discipline - Nine Inch Nails'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-2034459903134992742</id><published>2009-04-04T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:04:01.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creedence Clearwater Revival'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever Seen The Rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival</title><content type='html'>Artist: Creedence Clearwater Revival&lt;br /&gt;Song: Have You Ever Seen the Rain?&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1970&lt;br /&gt;Album: Pendulum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have suggested that this song is about the Vietnam war or about the loss of innocence of the sixties. While those are all decent analogies for "Have You Ever Seen The Rain?", the song is really about the tensions that were beginning to mount among the members of CCR. This preceded Tom Fogerty leaving the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hear this song on my local classic rock station every time that it rained. They would pair this up with "Who'll Stop The Rain". I enjoyed both songs immensely, but I would groan whenever the station would play them in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the key phrase is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a calm before the storm&lt;/span&gt;". It signifies the uneasy feelings going on between band mates. The song almost comes right out and says that the band is in its decline. Not musically, but emotionally. CCR had a long history of fights and lawsuits after the band broke up. Most of the problems came from the record company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Someone told me long ago,&lt;br /&gt;There's a calm before the storm,&lt;br /&gt;I know, and it's been comin' for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When it's over so they say,&lt;br /&gt;It'll rain a sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;I know, shinin' down like water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin' down on a sunny day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday and days before,&lt;br /&gt;Sun is cold and rain is hot,&lt;br /&gt;I know, been that way for all my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Til forever on it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Through the circle fast and slow,&lt;br /&gt;I know, and it can't stop I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin' down on a sunny day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin' down on a sunny day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TS9_ipu9GKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TS9_ipu9GKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-2034459903134992742?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2034459903134992742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=2034459903134992742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2034459903134992742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/2034459903134992742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-seen-rain-creedence.html' title='Have You Ever Seen The Rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5738197093014476688</id><published>2009-04-03T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:03:01.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leon Redbone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On The Track'/><title type='text'>Ain't Misbehavin' - Leon Redbone</title><content type='html'>Artist: Leon Redbone&lt;br /&gt;Song: Ain't Misbehavin' (I'm Saving My Love For You)&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1975&lt;br /&gt;Album: On The Track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performances so authentic that you can actually hear the surface noise of an old 78. That's what Rolling Stone said about Leon Redbone, anyway. I can believe it. I'm at the right age to have heard the last of the 78s play in homes. My original record player even had a setting for them. I own one 78 set, which is buried away in a record cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine myself somewhere down south, in the mid 1920s, when I listen to most Leaon Redbone songs. The man himself is a mystery. There is nothing verified about his past. He dresses like is was a century ago. He's been accused of being Andy Kaufman and Frank Zappa. Seeing as though they are both deceased and Leon is still performing, I think those rumors can be put to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching Leon on Saturday Night Live. I think that is when most of the world discovered this unique gem of an artist. It seemed so out of the ordinary, yet so right. I think that the musical landscape was searching for the next fad. For awhile, it latched itself onto Leon Redbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you have no idea who I'm talking about, you know the look and the voice. Leon sang the theme song to the Mr. Belevedere and Harry &amp;amp; The Hendersons television shows. Both were based on previous movies, but that's for another discussion. He also was featured in a very successful Budweiser commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No one to talk to ....all by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No one to walk with.....I'm happy on the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't misbehavin'......savin' my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know for certain......the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with flirtin'......it's just you that I've been thinkin' of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't misbehavin'.......savin' my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like Jack Horner.....in that ole corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't go nowhere.....what do I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your kisses are worth waitin' for......believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't stay out late.......no where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm home about eight......just me and my radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't misbehavin'.......savin' my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like Jack Horner.....in that ole corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't go nowhere.....what do I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your kisses are worth waitin' for......believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't stay out late.......no where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm home about eight......just me and my radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't misbehavin'.......savin' my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't misbehavin'......I'm savin' my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyFz0qWFTWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyFz0qWFTWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5738197093014476688?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5738197093014476688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5738197093014476688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5738197093014476688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5738197093014476688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-misbehavin-leon-redbone.html' title='Ain&apos;t Misbehavin&apos; - Leon Redbone'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-9136373673733150996</id><published>2009-04-02T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:15:00.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome To My Nightmare'/><title type='text'>Welcome To My Nightmare - Alice Cooper</title><content type='html'>Artist: Alice Cooper&lt;br /&gt;Song: Welcome To My Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1975&lt;br /&gt;Album: Welcome To My Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror theatrics are nothing new in rock music. Marilyn Manson is doing well in that niche today. There were horror elements in stage acts before Alice Cooper and there were horror elements after. None would match the perfect storm that is Alice Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would become Alice Cooper's signature album. Even though "Only Women Bleed" would be the successful single off of the album, the title track is what made the album. There were television specials and appearances, plus a concert film. "Welcome To My Nightmare" was always a centerpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song and this album cemented Alice Cooper as the the King of Shock Rock for decades. The only jarring thing about this song was that Alice Cooper would perform it almost anywhere. It's cool to see this performed on the Muppet Show, but also kind of odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my nightmare, I think you're gonna like it, I think you're gonna feel you belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A nocturnal vacation, unnecessary sedation, you want to feel at home 'cause you belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my nightmare whoa, ho, ho, ho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope I didn't scare you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's just the way we are when we come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We sweat and laugh and scream here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause life is just a dream here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know inside you feel right at home, here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, Welcome to my nightmare yeah, hey, hey, hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my nightmare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think you're gonna like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I think you're gonna feel you belong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We sweat and laugh and scream here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause life is just a dream here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know inside you feel right at home, here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my nightmare hoo, hoo, woo, hoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to my breakdown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQ8Z5fjqOYs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQ8Z5fjqOYs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-9136373673733150996?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9136373673733150996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=9136373673733150996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/9136373673733150996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/9136373673733150996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-my-nightmare-alice-cooper.html' title='Welcome To My Nightmare - Alice Cooper'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-1332553934921152606</id><published>2009-04-01T00:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:01:20.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1993'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vs.'/><title type='text'>Daughter - Pearl Jam</title><content type='html'>Artist: Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Song: Daughter&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1993&lt;br /&gt;Album: Vs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first song in a series of songs that would test the true fans of Pearl Jam. I know many people who stopped listening to Pearl Jam because of "Daughter". Each album would alienate more of the fan base until only the diehards were left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music is as solid as ever, but most fans want the same music repackaged a thousand times. Pearl Jam refused to pander to the masses and made music on their own terms. Dealing with social issues since their first album, Pearl Jam became less and less obtuse about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten dealt with the extreme punishments of children ("Why Go") and the effect that abuse has on them ("Jeremy"). When presented with a more straightforward storyline, and no video, "Daughter" went too far in some fans' opinions. Little did they know that Pearl Jam would be on a path to expose other dark underbellies of society in their following albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can listen to Vs. all the way through much more than Ten. I think that these songs were not played as much as the ones on Ten. No videos helped this album in the long run. While it was very frustrating not having this album all over MTV in 1993, it was the best decision the band could have ever made. The songs have a strong interpretation made stronger by your own imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; listless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; a young girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; violens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; center of her own attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; mother reads aloud, child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; tries to understand it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; tries to make her proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the shades go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; its in her head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; painted room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; can't deny theres something wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; she holds the hand.. that holds her down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; she will... rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; not fit to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; the picture kept will remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; don't call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAH-d4ULLaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAH-d4ULLaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-1332553934921152606?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1332553934921152606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=1332553934921152606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1332553934921152606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/1332553934921152606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/daughter-pearl-jam.html' title='Daughter - Pearl Jam'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7105553455995425685</id><published>2009-01-23T20:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:36:07.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1956'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Howlin&apos; Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smokestack Lightning'/><title type='text'>Smokestack Lightning - Howlin' Wolf</title><content type='html'>Artist: Howlin' Wolf&lt;br /&gt;Song: Smokestack Lightning&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1956&lt;br /&gt;Album: Smokestack Lightning single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the earliest songs I remember hearing was "Smokestack Lightning". It seemed to have been born of ease and hardship. The song sounds so casual, but the lyrics sound so intense, like Howlin' Wolf was passing a kidney stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other artists must have thought this was an easy song to do, since it was covered by countless. Included in that are Muddy Waters, CCR, Soundgarden and the Yardbirds. I think I was familiar with all of those versions before I stumbled upon the original. CCR used the riff to form the song "Susie Q".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been called the essence of the blues. I think that's a correct assumption. Many artists who dabble in the blues have been inspired by this song. It has the raw power of the blues to guide many a struggling artist to its beckon call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band that I'm in hasn't done a cover of this song, but I'm sure we will one of these days. We unwittingly have taken parts of it and distributed them into other cover songs. That's the trouble with a classic lick. It always creeps into other thing when you least expect it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lightnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shinin', just like gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why don't ya hear me cryin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A-whoo-hooo, oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oh, tell me, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What's the, matter with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why don't ya hear me cryin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oh, tell me, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where did ya, stay last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oh, stop your train,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let her, go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why don't ya hear me cryin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oh, fare ya well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Never see, a you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oooo, whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa-oh, who been here baby since,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I-I been gone, a little, bitty boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl, be on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1FK620bS7A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1FK620bS7A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-7105553455995425685?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7105553455995425685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=7105553455995425685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7105553455995425685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/7105553455995425685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/smokestack-lightning-howlin-wolf.html' title='Smokestack Lightning - Howlin&apos; Wolf'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5927346782497723874</id><published>2009-01-22T19:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:19:57.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth A.D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Misfits'/><title type='text'>Green Hell - The Misfits</title><content type='html'>Artist: The Misfits&lt;br /&gt;Song: Green Hell&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1983&lt;br /&gt;Album: Earth A.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic punk rock band with horror overtones. It's easy to like the Misfits. They wrote many great short bursts of pure punk delight. I had heard of them through reading music magazines. I would always see their iconic skull for sale on shirts in the classified section of those magazines. I would make a list of what music shirts I would eventually obtain, when I had the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard the music many times, but I never connected the music with the band. My first exposure to the Misfits was through Metallica, or so I thought. One of my cousins had actually played Misfits albums before I ever heard the Garage Days EP by Metallica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Green Hell" has always been a memorable song for me. I can remember thinking that this was real headbanging music, when I heard Metallica's version. I tried to decipher the lyrics, but found that it was next to impossible. It was only when I heard the original version that I first heard the lyrics more clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also my first exposure to Glenn Danzig. I would follow him through many other incarnations throughout the years. None were as satisfying and as joyful as the Misfits though. I'm certainly glad that he and Jerry Only settled their legal differences. I finally saw the Misfits on August 8, 1997, when they opened up for Megadeth. Yes, they played "Green Hell".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here in this place lies the genie of death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;touch it, see it,  whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here in this place is the means to your end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;touch it, feel it,  green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You did your best as someone could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you never knew you woke it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And don't you run away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you thought you really could in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Were gonna burn in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like every hell but kind of green in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Were gonna face the mess were in in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think I'd rather be up here in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You know, I fuckin' shake apart in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta find a way that you will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cannot forget about the heat in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hell is green, I need a flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell, green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gonna burn in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Green Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You did your best as someone could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you never knew you woke it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And don't you run away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you thought you really could take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here in this place is the genie of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;touch it, see it  whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here in this place is a war to your end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;touch it, feel it green hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You did your best as someone could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you never knew you woke it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And don't you run away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you thought you really could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You did your best as no one could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bet you thought you really could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Were gonna burn in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Green Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ee_gVd6S0vk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ee_gVd6S0vk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5927346782497723874?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-7493432023440133710</id><published>2009-01-21T12:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:25:43.301-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2004'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Probot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Probot (album)'/><title type='text'>Shake Your Blood - Probot</title><content type='html'>Artist: Probot&lt;br /&gt;Song: Shake Your Blood&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2004&lt;br /&gt;Album: Probot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing his love for all things metal, Dave Grohl decided to work on a project that would feature most of his metal heroes collaborating with him. Some were able to work things out and play on the album. Some weren't. The results of what did happen were spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest single on the album was "Shake Your Blood". It sounds like a Motorhead b-side. That's probably due to the fact that Lemmy from Motorhead sings on the song. The song has a toe-tapping, headbanging beat led by Dave Grohl on the drums and Lemmy's signature vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is a spectacle in metal excess. Swooping camera angles and 66 girls from the adult website Suicide Girls make the video all about shaking the blood up. It can be a dizzying effect if not properly prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that Dave Grohl puts out another Probot album eventually. The songs on the album rock. It may not be a huge seller, but there are the fans out there who will snap it up, as soon as it's released. "Shake Your Blood" was voted the number 2 metal video for the millennium by MTV2. That has to tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Looking for relief in your miserable life&lt;br /&gt;You need some rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;And you better get it right&lt;br /&gt;Got to roll them bones,&lt;br /&gt;Do everything they say&lt;br /&gt;If you're cool, you're the fool.&lt;br /&gt;Make it work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, make it quick&lt;br /&gt;My, my, my, let it rip&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;Break your heart. Shake your blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out upon the stage, crowd is going wild,&lt;br /&gt;Love to see them women, babe&lt;br /&gt;I ain't in denial.&lt;br /&gt;Make you crazy too. Make you show it out.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good, get some wood&lt;br /&gt;You should, You knew you could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, do it now&lt;br /&gt;My, my, my, show me how&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, make it good.&lt;br /&gt;Break your heart. Shake your blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to be a winner, want to be the man.&lt;br /&gt;Want to drive yourself insane,&lt;br /&gt;Join up with the band&lt;br /&gt;Want to fall in love, want to make your mark&lt;br /&gt;Want to get out in the storm, want to break&lt;br /&gt;A thousand hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, strike it rich&lt;br /&gt;My, my, my, it's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Rock out, I knew you could&lt;br /&gt;Break your heart. 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Sam never lived to see the success of this song, but he always believed in it. Sam's manager pushed for the song to be sung all throughout appearances in 1964. He sang a moving rendition of the song on the Tonight Show, but was trumped by the Beatles first appearance on Ed Sullivan two days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBC ended up not saving the broadcast tape, as was the practice at the time. No known copy of this performance exists. This is the same reason that no video of Johnny Carson's first Tonight Show performance exists. Hopefully, a bootleg copy will come forward at some point. This is an important, but neglected performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song became an important battle cry in the civil rights movement. It's a shame that Sam didn't live to see the impact that the song had on ordinary people. It is still a powerful song that inspires hope and unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four decades worth of legal troubles, the song finally saw another release in 2003. It has been included on the remastered version of Ain't That Good News, as well as a greatest hits compilation. A version of this song has hit the charts in 2008, by Seal. He is just one in a long line of artists to pay tribute to the song by covering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was born by the river in a little tent&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just like the river I've been running ever since&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long, a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too hard living, but I'm afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's out there beyond the sky&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long, a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the movie&lt;br /&gt;And I go down town&lt;br /&gt;Somebody keep telling me don't hang around&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long, a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to my brother&lt;br /&gt;And I say brother help me please&lt;br /&gt;But he winds up knockin' me&lt;br /&gt;Back down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there were times when I thought I couldn't last for long&lt;br /&gt;But now I think I'm able to carry on&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long, a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;But I know a change gone come, oh yes it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qv0pjaSZC7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qv0pjaSZC7k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-3921498324191805632?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3921498324191805632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=3921498324191805632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3921498324191805632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3921498324191805632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-is-gonna-come-sam-cooke.html' title='A Change Is Gonna Come - Sam Cooke'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5309273884375361962</id><published>2009-01-19T00:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:01:00.937-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riot Act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2002'/><title type='text'>Bu$hleaguer - Pearl Jam</title><content type='html'>Artist: Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Song: Bu$hleaguer&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2002&lt;br /&gt;Album: Riot Act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this will be the last day that this song will have any sort of relevancy. I don't often share political views. I am open minded to anything. I have no party affiliations. I take pride in the fact that I can freely choose the best person for the job, regardless of what party they call their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dubya was given the nomination in 2000 for the Republican party, I thought it was a joke. This man has failed at almost everything he has done regarding business. I thought I was justified in his first term, when nothing much was accomplished and Dubya spent a good chunk of time on vacation. That's why there are check and balances. So the right thing gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in September 2001, fear took over the nation and up stepped Bush and his cronies to push unfathomable laws onto the United States. People in constant fear will do what they're told, for the most part. If anyone disagreed, well, they were dubbed unpatriotic. It was a perfect situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, his presidency will be that of endless debate. He has done some good things, like giving billions of dollars to help out starving, diseased Africans. Plus, he inspired a whole new movement of anti-war songs. His handling of New Orleans and Osama Bin Laden and Iraq will outweigh any good that he actually did. I have had enough of this president. I am ready for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable&lt;br /&gt;This is such a happening tailpipe of a party&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar, the guests are so refined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?&lt;br /&gt;He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer&lt;br /&gt;Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike&lt;br /&gt;Drilling for fear makes the job simple&lt;br /&gt;Born on third, thinks he got a triple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way through the cities&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way through the cities&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you sang&lt;br /&gt;That song about today&lt;br /&gt;Now it's tomorrow and&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A think tank of aloof multiplication&lt;br /&gt;A nicotine wish and a Columbus decanter&lt;br /&gt;Retrenchment and hoggishness&lt;br /&gt;The aristocrat choir sings&lt;br /&gt;"What's the ruckus?"&lt;br /&gt;The haves have not a clue&lt;br /&gt;The immenseness of suffering&lt;br /&gt;And the odd negotiation, a rarity&lt;br /&gt;With onion-skin plausibility of life&lt;br /&gt;And a keyboard reaffirmation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way through the cities&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way through the cities&lt;br /&gt;Blackout weaves its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you sang&lt;br /&gt;That song about today&lt;br /&gt;Now it's tomorrow and&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrfyWHLVluM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrfyWHLVluM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5309273884375361962?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5309273884375361962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5309273884375361962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5309273884375361962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5309273884375361962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/buhleaguer-pearl-jam.html' title='Bu$hleaguer - Pearl Jam'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4513311002217577921</id><published>2009-01-17T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:55:56.428-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouble No More'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mellencamp'/><title type='text'>To Washington - John Mellencamp</title><content type='html'>Artist: John Mellencamp&lt;br /&gt;Song: To Washington&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2003&lt;br /&gt;Album: Trouble No More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 may have been the year for the modern protest song, but those artists that were ahead of the curve, released their songs in the years prior. John Mellencamp took a traditional song and added lyrics that spoke directly to a current situation. As you can imagine, this song sparked a lot of debate and controversy upon its release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tacked onto the end of his 2003 album, almost as an afterthought. Instead of being a throwaway track, John wanted this to be the last bit of information that the listener heard. If he started off the album with this, many listeners might be put off. This way, the entire album would usually be heard before this song. It's a sneaky strategy, but an effective one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the highlights on this album. Hailing from Indiana, John Mellencamp was thought to be among the majority of Hoosiers in his life and his politics. Those who were listening knew differently. Just because you work with the farmers, doesn't mean that you are automatically in one category. Nor does that mean that every farmer is in the same mind frame either. People are individuals and have usually proven that when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can respect John Mellencamp for taking a stand and releasing a song that he felt passionately about. Even if it meant alienating some of his fan base. Some things are more important to an artist than popularity and sales. This is one of those polarizing cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eight years of peace and prosperity&lt;br /&gt;Scandal in the White House&lt;br /&gt;An election is what we need&lt;br /&gt;From coast-to-coast to Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So America voted on a president&lt;br /&gt;No one kept count&lt;br /&gt;On how the election went&lt;br /&gt;From Florida to Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn, said one side&lt;br /&gt;And the other said the same&lt;br /&gt;Both looked pretty guilty&lt;br /&gt;But no one took the blame&lt;br /&gt;From coast-to-coast to Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a new man in the White House&lt;br /&gt;With a familiar name&lt;br /&gt;Said he had some fresh ideas&lt;br /&gt;But it's worse now since he came&lt;br /&gt;From Texas to Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he wants to fight with many&lt;br /&gt;And he says it's not for oil&lt;br /&gt;He sent out the National Guard&lt;br /&gt;To police the world&lt;br /&gt;From Baghdad to Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the thought process&lt;br /&gt;To take a humans life&lt;br /&gt;What would be the reason&lt;br /&gt;To think that this is right&lt;br /&gt;From heaven to Washington&lt;br /&gt;From Jesus Christ to Washington &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XR5HuJU0Ndw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XR5HuJU0Ndw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-4513311002217577921?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4513311002217577921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=4513311002217577921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4513311002217577921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/4513311002217577921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-washington-john-mellencamp.html' title='To Washington - John Mellencamp'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-5022900363303037321</id><published>2009-01-16T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:10:00.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Undertow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1993'/><title type='text'>Swamp Song - Tool</title><content type='html'>Artist: Tool&lt;br /&gt;Song: Swamp Song&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1993&lt;br /&gt;Album: Undertow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I worked at K-Mart for ten months, mostly in 1995, I made a few work friends. It was my first job in a store environment. I worked on the overnight stocking crew. We had the place to ourselves and most of us bonded over music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One worker who had a lot of seniority, but was still under the supervisor, turned me on to a band called Tool. I had heard Tool before. I even owned the Undertow album. I had never heard anyone talk so passionately about the band before. I gave them another listen, this time with open ears. I was not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to hear the songs for what they really were. Rich and complex. It really prepared me for the album that was to come out in 1996. One of the songs that grew on me during my open ear listening session was "Swamp Song". There was something about the voice and the music that lifted me in the air, while holding me down. The words sounded simple. Some words were crude, but there was an intelligence woven into the language that made me stand up and take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had failed to hear these subtle nuances before. The difference was like a tin can and a pair of headphones. Sure, you can hear out of both, but the headphones give the richer experience of the sounds. You can pick up the slightest variation. Everything sounds muddled in a tin can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My warning meant nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're dancing in quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're wandering?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?&lt;br /&gt;You're wading knee deep and going in&lt;br /&gt;You're wading knee deep and going in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a stupid&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dumb-ass&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warning meant nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're dancing in quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're wandering?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?&lt;br /&gt;You're wading knee deep and going in&lt;br /&gt;And you may never come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a stupid&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dumb-ass&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warning meant nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're dancing in quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're wandering?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?&lt;br /&gt;You're wading knee deep and going in&lt;br /&gt;And you may never come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a stupid&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dumb-ass&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you, fucker&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering, wandering&lt;br /&gt;No one even invited you in&lt;br /&gt;Still stumbling&lt;br /&gt;Suffocate, suffocate&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you get away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering around and wandering&lt;br /&gt;No one even invited you in&lt;br /&gt;You're still stumbling&lt;br /&gt;Suffocate, suffocate&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you get out while you can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told you to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warning meant nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're dancing in quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're wandering?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?&lt;br /&gt;You're wading knee deep and going in&lt;br /&gt;And you may never come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a stupid&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bog is thick and&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get lost in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dumb-ass&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you, fucker&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I hope it sucks you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-hZ8TV0ypE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-hZ8TV0ypE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-5022900363303037321?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5022900363303037321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=5022900363303037321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5022900363303037321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/5022900363303037321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/swamp-song-tool.html' title='Swamp Song - Tool'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-3909424545427453351</id><published>2009-01-15T00:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:04:00.625-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KISS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1992'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge'/><title type='text'>Unholy - KISS</title><content type='html'>Artist: KISS&lt;br /&gt;Song: Unholy&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1992&lt;br /&gt;Album: Revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS tends to be a cyclical band. It changes with the musical trends of rock. It hung up the costumes and washed away the makeup in the eighties and stayed away from it until the mid nineties. KISS has done disco, ballads, hair metal, heavy metal and everything in between. So this album was inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death of drummer Eric Carr hit the band hard and grunge was starting to eat away at their late eighties successes. They decided to go heavy once again to fit in with the heavier sound that was on the airwaves. With a new direction, Gene Simmons took the lead vocals for the first time since the early eighties. His voice fit the heavier sound better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sexcapades and airy sound of the eighties, this was a welcome change. While this album doesn't get a huge amount of respect, it was the right album at the time. KISS was forced to play their hand or be swept aside. This song and a few others on the album were co-written by Vinnie Vincent, who was fired by the band eight years prior. The heavier sound from that period returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album is uneven, but that's only because KISS was in a transitional phase. This was the building block to something bigger that never quite happened. There are still the eighties type ballads like "God Gave Rock N' Roll To You II" on the album. Something this jarring couldn't be taken all at once. It's just a shame that KISS didn't continue on this path longer. Instead, they donned the costumes and makeup and gave the fans living in the past another look at their youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was there through the ages&lt;br /&gt;Chained slaves to their cages&lt;br /&gt;I have seen you eat your own&lt;br /&gt;I'm the cycle of pain&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand year old reign&lt;br /&gt;I'm suicide and salvation&lt;br /&gt;The omen to nations&lt;br /&gt;That you worship on all fours&lt;br /&gt;I'm the infection and famine&lt;br /&gt;That's knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why you're feeling so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unholy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was created by man, you know I'm....&lt;br /&gt;Unholy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the incubus&lt;br /&gt;I lay the egg in you&lt;br /&gt;The worm that burrows&lt;br /&gt;Through your brain&lt;br /&gt;But you are the beast&lt;br /&gt;That calls me by my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You send your children to war&lt;br /&gt;To serve bastards and whores&lt;br /&gt;So now you know&lt;br /&gt;You created me&lt;br /&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unholy&lt;br /&gt;I was created by man, yeah I'm the Lord of the flies, you know I'm&lt;br /&gt;Unholy&lt;br /&gt;From the left hand of power comes the father of lies&lt;br /&gt;Unholy - Unholy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay you down to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Your soul to keep&lt;br /&gt;Better cross your heart before you die&lt;br /&gt;And now you know&lt;br /&gt;Know that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why you're feeling so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unholy, Unholy, Unholy - Unholy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmudUISbsCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmudUISbsCM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-3909424545427453351?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3909424545427453351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=3909424545427453351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3909424545427453351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/3909424545427453351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/unholy-kiss.html' title='Unholy - KISS'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-8715069060081485894</id><published>2009-01-14T22:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:28:08.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tori Amos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under The Pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1994'/><title type='text'>Space Dog - Tori Amos</title><content type='html'>Artist: Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;Song: Space Dog&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1994&lt;br /&gt;Album: Under The Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this song was inspired by Tori seeing a young teenager in Chicago, by a 7-11, on a flight from New Mexico to Chicago. It may sound strange, but that's Tori Amos in a nutshell. I wouldn't have it any other way. The faerie energy that she gives off fed her early work, in a good, odd way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under The Pink was the first album that I picked up of Tori's. I was instantly hooked. Then, near the end of the record, came this strange surreal song. It always stuck out like a sore thumb to me. It stuck out in a pleasant way. It was like Tori was trying something different and tacked it onto the album as a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my female friends loved this song to death in the mid nineties. She fell in love with the "pissing in the river" line. She thought it was so absurd. I often wonder if she feels the same way about that today. I'll have to remember to ask her about it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only song on the album that feels like it wasn't completely driven by the piano. That is an oddity for Tori at this stage in her career, but it was a precursor to her upcoming work. I've always enjoyed the juxtaposition of this song with the rest of the album. It fits perfectly with Tori's whimsical moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Way to go Mr.Microphone&lt;br /&gt;Show us all what you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Centuries, secret societies&lt;br /&gt;He's our commander still&lt;br /&gt;Space dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sure we were onto something&lt;br /&gt;Your feet are finally on the ground he said&lt;br /&gt;So sure we were onto something&lt;br /&gt;Your feet are just on the ground girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain and snow our engine's down&lt;br /&gt;Been receiving your eager call&lt;br /&gt;There's Colonel Dirtyfishy dishcloth&lt;br /&gt;He'll distract her good don't worry so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the one you thought was on your side&lt;br /&gt;She can't understand, she truly believes the lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Pie he's coming through&lt;br /&gt;Our commander still Space dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls I'm young again, I'm new again&lt;br /&gt;Racing turtles the grapefruit is winning&lt;br /&gt;Seems I keep getting this story twisted&lt;br /&gt;So where's Neil when you need him&lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls it's you again it's you again s&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere someone must know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Is she still pissing in the river now&lt;br /&gt;Heard she'd gone moved into a trailer park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sure we were onto something&lt;br /&gt;Your feet are finally on the ground he said&lt;br /&gt;So sure we were onto something&lt;br /&gt;Your feet are just on the ground girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So sure those girls are in the Navy&lt;br /&gt;Those bombs our friends can't even hurt you now and&lt;br /&gt;You hold these tears&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they're still on your side&lt;br /&gt;Don't hear the dogs barking&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you know we've gone&lt;br /&gt;Andromeda stood with those girls&lt;br /&gt;before the hair in pairs it just got nasty&lt;br /&gt;and now those girls are gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/swTNHTn-jhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/swTNHTn-jhg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-8715069060081485894?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8715069060081485894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=8715069060081485894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8715069060081485894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/8715069060081485894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/space-dog-tori-amos.html' title='Space Dog - Tori Amos'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-607505365410751084</id><published>2009-01-14T00:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:03:06.842-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let The Music Do The Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Perry Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980'/><title type='text'>Let The Music Do The Talking - Joe Perry Project</title><content type='html'>Artist: Joe Perry Project&lt;br /&gt;Song: Let The Music Do The Talking&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1980&lt;br /&gt;Album: Let The Music Do The Talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Joe Perry left Aerosmith in 1979, he formed the Joe Perry Project. Right out of the gate, the band released a hit single and all would appear to be well with Joe Perry. Unfortunately, drug problems were still a huge part of Joe's life at that point. Columbia records didn't put any support into the albums released by Joe, so they only sold to the hardcore Aerosmith fans and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbia was tired of the upheaval in Aerosmith and were trying to nudge Joe Perry back into the band. Joe plugged along as best as he could, releasing three albums in a span of four years. Each one did poorer than its predecessor due to lack of support. Eventually, Joe took on Brad Whitford for the final tour before both rejoined Aerosmith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let The Music Do The Talking" is a very interesting song. It was a hit single for two bands in the span of five years, both involving Joe Perry. This song was recorded by Aerosmith for their big comeback album in 1985. Unfortunately, Aerosmith would have to wait two years for a proper comeback. They were stuck in seventies album mode and stuck with the nine song album format. Someone also decided to make all of the artwork and words on the album cover appear backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Joe Perry Project. I think they put out better albums than Aerosmith did during the band's short life. Nothing beats the original lineup of Aerosmith though. If you put Aerosmith's A Rock And A Hard Place against any of the Joe Perry Project's albums, I bet you'll choose JPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wanna take a chance and dance before&lt;br /&gt;I got to leave alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On short song and she'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;I wish her off was on&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try another way to get her&lt;br /&gt;To come around to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take a chance and dance before&lt;br /&gt;I got to leave alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one more thing&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta say&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll explain a different way&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta know I got an axe to grind&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I see the sky no question&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts belong entwined&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, our love&lt;br /&gt;Is positively meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take a chance and dance before&lt;br /&gt;I got to leave alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On short song and she'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;I wish her off was on&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try, gotta try another way to get her&lt;br /&gt;To come around to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take a chance and dance before&lt;br /&gt;I got to leave alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;br /&gt;Let the music do the talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rgp9Jnd35gY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rgp9Jnd35gY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1704895504757527251-607505365410751084?l=mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/607505365410751084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1704895504757527251&amp;postID=607505365410751084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/607505365410751084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1704895504757527251/posts/default/607505365410751084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeofsongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-music-do-talking-joe-perry-project.html' title='Let The Music Do The Talking - Joe Perry Project'/><author><name>White Sox Cards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291911419511893670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__t6oFjHvLm0/SQlLuAoRiMI/AAAAAAAACJE/NLu7V07JnnQ/S220/Copy+of+38c3re2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1704895504757527251.post-4461008005487631650</id><published>2009-01-13T21:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:56:23.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Diamond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Jazz Singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980'/><title type='text'>America - Neil Diamond</title><content type='html'>Artist: Neil Diamond&lt;br /&gt;Song: America&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1980&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Jazz Singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever came up with the idea of remaking the first motion pi
