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:laughing: :laughing: I gotta YouTube some Flight of the Conchords stuff!

I recommend-

Hiphopopotamus VS Rhymenocerous

Business Time

The Most Beautiful Girl in the Room

Foux de Fa Fa

The Humans Are Dead

Bowie to Bowie

She's So Hot-BOOM!

If You're Into That

Bret You Got It Going On

The Tape of Love

But everything they do is hilarious. I have a serious crush on the one with sideburns (Jemaine), but the little wirey one (Bret) is cute too

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Spinning Wheel

Blood, Sweat & Tears

(D. Clayton-Thomas)

What goes up must come down [cowbell enters]

Spinnin' wheel got to go 'round [full drum kit enters]

Talkin' 'bout your troubles it's a cryin' sin

Ride a painted pony let the spinnin' wheel spin

You got no money and you got no home

Spinnin' wheel all alone

Talkin' 'bout your troubles and you never learn

Ride a painted pony let the spinnin' wheel turn

Did you find the directing sign on the

Straight and narrow highway

Would you mind a reflecting sign

Just let it shine within your mind

And show you the colors that are real

Someone is waiting just for you

Spinnin' wheel, spinnin' true

Drop all your troubles by the riverside

[1: Catch a painted pony on the spinning wheel ride]

[2: Ride a painted pony let the spinning wheel fly]

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Country House ~ Blur

(So the story begins)

City dweller

Successful fella

Thought to himself:

"Oops, I've got a lot of money

Caught in a rat race

Terminally

I'm a professional cynic

But my heart's not in it

I'm paying the price of living life at the limit

Caught up in the century's anxiety"

Yes, it preys on him

He's getting thin

(Try the simple life)

He lives in a house

A very big house

In the country

Watching afternoon repeats

And the food he eats

In the country

He takes all manner of pills

And piles up analyst bills

In the country

Oh, it's like an animal farm

That's the rural charm

In the country

He's got morning glory and life's a different story

Everything's going Jackanory

Touched with his own mortality

He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac

It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland

Oh, it's a century's remedy

For the faint at heart

A new start

(Try the simple life)

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

He lives in a house

A very big house

In the country

Watching afternoon repeats

And the food he eats

In the country

He takes all manner of pills

And piles up analyst bills

In the country

Oh, it's like an animal farm

That's the rural charm

In the country

He lives in a house

A very big house

In the country

He's got a fog in his chest

So he needs a lot of rest

In the country

He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh

Takes herbal baths

In the country

You should come to no harm

On the animal farm

In the country

(ooh la la)

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Donovan - Jennifer Juniper

Jennifer Juniper lives upon the hill,

Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still.

Is she sleeping ? I don't think so.

Is she breathing ? Yes, very low.

Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ?

Jennifer Juniper, rides a dappled mare,

Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair.

Is she dreaming ? Yes, I think so.

Is she pretty ? Yes, ever so.

Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ?

I'm thinking of what it would be like if she loved me.

You know just lately this happy song it came along

And I like to somehow try and tell you.

Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax.

Jennifer Juniper longs for what she lacks.

Do you like her ? Yes, I do, Sir.

Would you love her ? Yes, I would, Sir.

Whatcha doing Jennifer, my love ?

Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper.

Jennifer Juniper vit sur la colline,

Jennifer Juniper assise très tranquille.

Dort-elle ? Je ne crois pas.

Respire-t-elle ? Oui, mais tout bas.

Qu'est-ce que tu fais, Jenny mon amour ?

Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper.

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Say Goodbye to little Jo - Steve Forbert

Just say goodbye to little Jo

Just turn her loose now let her go

And she'll be leaving while the sun goes down

She doesn't love ya anymore

Sometimes it's worth it to talk

Some wounds are easy to heal

Sometimes it's all in your mind

Uh, but this time it's big and it's real

Gold turning back into night

This time you can't make her stay

Don't try to block her in pain

Or don't try to stand in her way

Just say goodbye to little Jo

Just turn her loose now let her go

And she'll be leaving while the sun goes down

She doesn't love ya anymore

She tried to take ya somewhere

Somewhere you needed to be

Ya howl and ya curse at the gate

Til she tried to give you the key

You got no right to her love

You with your bloody hot brain

Aw, don't try to suck her back in

No one could make her remain

Just say goodbye to little Jo

Just turn her loose now let her go

She'll be leaving ya while the sun goes down

She doesn't love you anymore

Say goodbye she's gonna let it all unwind

Say goodbye she'll la-la-leave it all behind

She's meant to be gone let her leave without fighting

Rollin away down the line

You've shown so much of your hate

She's seen so much of your greed

She's taken ******* for so long, yes, yes

That you ain't got nothin she needs

You don't deserve her no how

Go fading back into fate

Go sit ya down where ya were

Don't grab and beg it's too late

Just say goodbye to little Jo

Just turn her loose man, let her go

She'll be leaving while the sun goes down

She doesn't love you anymore

She doesn't love ya anymore

She doesn't love ya anymore

She doesn't love you anymore

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Thank you edna...it reminded me of this one.

Romeo's Tune-Steve Forbert

Meet me in the middle of the day

Let me hear you say everything's okay

Bring me southern kisses from your room

Meet me in the middle of the night

Let me hear you say everything's alright

Let me smell the moon in your perfume

Oh, Gods and years will rise and fall

And there's always something more

Lost in talk, I waste my time

And it's all been said before

While further down behind the masquerade

The tears are there

I don't ask for all that much

I just want someone to care

Answer right now

Meet me in the middle of the day

Let me hear you say, everything's okay

Come on out beneath the shining sun

Meet me in the middle of the night

Let me hear you say, everything's alright

Sneak on out beneath the stars and run, yeah

Oh, yeah, yes

Oh, yes

It's king and queen and we must go down round

Behind the chandelier

Where I won't have to speak my mind

And you won't have to hear

Shreds of news and afterthoughts

And complicated scenes

We'll (whether)? or weather down behind the light

And fade like magazines

Meet me in the middle of the day

Let me hear you say, everything's okay

Bring me southern kisses from your room

Hey, hey

Meet me in the middle of the night

Let me hear you say, everything's alright

Let me smell the moon in your perfume

Oh, no

Meet me in the middle of the day

Let me hear you say everything's okay

Let me see you smiling back at me

Heeeey

Meet me in the middle of the night

Let me hear you say, everything's alright

Hold me tight and lovein' love is free

Whoa-oh

OK

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Bobby Bare

Numbers

I was sittin' in a Friday's suckin' on a glass of wine

When in walked this chick who almost struck me blind

Had wet blue eyes and her legs were long and fine

On a scale of one to ten, I'd give her a nine.

Now on my scale there ain't no ten's, you know

Nine's just as far as any chick can go

So I flashed her a smile, but she didn't even look at me

So for brains and good judgement, I'd give her a three.

I said, "Hey sweet thing, you look like a possible eight

You and me could, uh, make eighteen, if your head's on straight."

She looked up and down my perfect frame

And said these words that burned into my perfect brain.

She said, well, another one of those macho-matician men

Kind who grade all women on scales of one to ten

And, you give me an eight?, well, that's a generous thing to do

Now, let's just see, just how much I give you.

She said "you comin' on to me with that phony numbers jive

Your style makes me smile, I give it a five

When you walked up I noticed that suit of yours

It's last year's double-knit frayed-cuffs, give it a four.

That must be your car parked out on the curb

That sixty-nine homemade convertible, a three and a third

Now, as for your build, I guess your less than five

Except, for your pot belly, I'd give that a ten for size.

That wine you're pourin' might be fine to you

But I'm used to fine champagne, I give it a two

It's hard to tell what your flashin' smile is worth

I give it a six, you could use some dental work.

But, It's your struttin' rooster act that really makes me laugh

It may be a ten to these country hens, but to me a three and a half

And there really ain't much to add once the subtractin's done

Since there ain't no zeroes, I give you a one!."

She walked out, while up and down the line

The whole bar was laughin', said' Bare, what happened to your nine?

Nine says I, hell soon as she started to talk I knew

She didn't have no class, I barely gave her a two.

Spoken:

Yeah! No matter how good they look at first

There's flaws in all of them

That's why on a scale of ten to one, friend

There ain't no ten.

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Paranoid Android ~ Radiohead

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest

From all the unborn chicken voices in my head

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall

With your opinion which is of no consequence at all

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly

Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy

You don't remember

You don't remember

Why don't you remember my name?

Off with his head, man

Off with his head, man

Why don't you remember my name?

I guess he does....

Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me

From a great height

From a great height... height...

Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me

From a great height

From a great height... height...

Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me

That's it, sir

You're leaving

The crackle of pigskin

The dust and the screaming

The yuppies networking

The panic, the vomit

The panic, the vomit

God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!

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Pour Me Another Tequila, Sheila

Bobby Bare

Pour me another Tequila Sheila,

Take off that red satin dress

I crossed the border and I beat the dealer

For all the damn gold in Juarez.

I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

and I got the Pesos to spend

So pour me another Tequilla Sheila

And lay down n'love me again.

I can't tell you about it

But don't mind my gun by the bed

I feel kind of naked without it

And it eases the fear in my head.

Just pass me the salt n'the lemon

Then bend down n'blow out the light

I never have trusted a woman

But Sheila I trust you tonight.

So you can pour me another Tequila, Sheila

Take off that red satin dress

I crossed the border and I beat the dealer

For all the damn gold in Juarez.

I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

I got Pesos to spend

So pour me another Tequilla Sheila,

And lay down n'love me again..

Sheila I'm hearin' your heartbeat

But I'm hearing footsteps outside

The courtyard is crawling with them Federales

And Sheila there ain't no place to hide.

Now, I don't know who could have tipped them

'Cause nobody knew it but you

And I can't make love to a squealer, Sheiler so I guess there's just one thing to do.

Pour me another Tequila Sheila.

I'm gonna put on your red satin dress, you put on my clothes

You go out and face the dealer

And Sheila, I wish you the best.

I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

I need a fast horse and a friend

So pour me another Tequila Sheila

And I'll ride towards the border again...

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Sometimes It Snows in April

Prince

Tracy died soon after a long fought civil war,

Just after I’d wiped away his last tear

I guess he’s better off than he was before,

A whole lot better off than the fools he left here

I used 2 cry 4 tracy because he was my only friend

Those kind of cars don’t pass u every day

I used 2 cry 4 tracy because I wanted to see him again,

But sometimes sometimes life ain’t always the way...

Sometimes it snows in april

Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad

Sometimes I wish life was never ending,

And all good things, they say, never last

Springtime was always my favorite time of year,

A time 4 lovers holding hands in the rain

Now springtime only reminds me of tracy’s tears

Always cry 4 love, never cry 4 pain

He used 2 say so strong unafraid to die

Unafraid of the death that left me hypnotized

No, staring at his picture I realized

No one could cry the way my tracy cried

Sometimes it snows in april

Sometimes I feel so bad

Sometimes, sometimes I wish that life was never ending,

And all good things, they say, never last

I often dream of heaven and I know that tracy’s there

I know that he has found another friend

Maybe he’s found the answer 2 all the april snow

Maybe one day I’ll see my tracy again

Sometimes it snows in april

Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad

Sometimes I wish that life was never ending,

But all good things, they say, never last

All good things that say, never last

And love, it isn’t love until it’s past

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Kid A - Radiohead

We got heads on sticks

You got ventriloquists

We got heads on sticks

You got ventriloquists

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

Rats and children follow me out of town

Rats and children follow me out of town

Come on kids!

:headphones:

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"Kid A" (the album) isn't good because of it's lyrics, but because of the music :)

listen to "OK Computer" instead :)

Subterranean Homesick Alien ~ Radiohead

The breath of the morning

I keep forgetting

The smell of the warm summer air

I live in a town

Where you can't smell a thing

You watch your feet

For cracks in the pavement

Up above

Aliens hover

Making home movies

For the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures

Who lock up their spirits

Drill holes in themselves

And live for their secrets

They're all uptight

Uptight.. (x7)

I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane

Late at night when I'm driving

Take me on board their beautiful ship

Show me the world as I'd love to see it

I'd tell all my friends

But they'd never believe

They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

I'd show them the stars

And the meaning of life

They'd shut me away

But I'd be all right

All right..

I'm just uptight

Uptight.. (x7)

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Simultaneous

Chef (Issac Hayes)

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

Baby you know, you're the one for me

And all that I want to be is...

You and me... and her, simultaneous

You and me... and you and you, simultaneous

Simultaneous lovin' baby, two or three...

Simultaneous ooh, come on

Have an open mind, blow my trigger down

Gimme the last cold turkey blast, make it fast

Take my ass to town

Have an open mind, send my cares away

Ring my bell you fat piggy whale, what the hell

Today's your lucky day

You and me... and her, simultaneous

You and me... and Wynona Rider, simultaneous

Simultaneous lovin' baby, two or three...

Simultaneous, ooh, come on

Have an open mind, is a normal thing to do

Don't be rude, just get nude

Oh, you're being rude, I would do it for you

Baby please have an open mind, you're the only one I love

These girls you see, baby they don't mean anything, let's all just get in the tub

You and me... and her too, simultaneous

You and me... and your momma and your sister

Simultaneous lovin' baby, two or three...

Simultaneous oww, come on

Everybody in the pool!

Have an open mind, don't be so mean to me

Call your sister and your mother and your aunt

It's every man's fantasy

Have an open... woa, baby, put that knife away

Don't be mad, I'll take you back, just relax, we can make love your way

I'm talking about

You and me... and some flowers and some wine, instantaneous

You and me... and Whitney Houston (on the radio, babe, on the radio)

Some candles and some good feelings

Just the two of us

Oh, fudge it

Now, I'm talking about

You and me... and her and her and her, simultaneous

You and me... and women in the house, simultaneous

Three and seven, make it a baker's dozen

See the ladies in the house clap your hands

Now that'd be a party, ladies

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Have an open mind, don't be so mean to me

Call your sister and your mother and your aunt

It's every man's fantasy

Have an open... woa, baby, put that knife away

Don't be mad, I'll take you back, just relax, we can make love your way

I'm talking about

You and me... and some flowers and some wine, instantaneous

You and me... and Whitney Houston (on the radio, babe, on the radio)

Some candles and some good feelings

Just the two of us

:grin: :thumbsup:

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R.E.M. - Talk About The Passion][

Empty prayer empty mouths combien reaction

Empty prayer empty mouths talk about the passion

Not everyone can carry the weight of the world

Not everyone can carry the weight of the world

Talk about the passion

Talk about the passion

Empty prayer empty mouths combien reaction

Empty prayer empty mouths talk about the passion

Combien combien combien de temps?

Not everyone can carry the weight of the world

Not everyone can carry the weight of the world

Combien, combien, combien de temps?

Talk about the passion

Talk about the passion

(repeat)

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Always on the Run ~ Lenny Kravitz

My mama said

That your life is a gift

And my mama said

There's much weight you will lift

And my mama said

Leave those bad boys alone

And my mama said

Be home before the dawn

And my mama said

You can be rich or poor

But my mama said

You can be big or small

But I'm always on the run

My mama said

That it's good to be fruitful

But my mama said

Don't take more than a mouthful

And my mama said

That it's good to be natural

And my mama said

That it's good to be factual

But I'm always on the run

My mama said

Baby don't ride that crazy horse

And my mama said

You must push with much force

And my mama said

Go get all that you're after

And my mama said

That love's all that matters

But I'm always on the run

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