I really, really am digging this album, and especially this song.
Chlorine & Wine
by Baroness
When I called on my nursemaid
Come sit by my side
But she cuts through my rib cage
Pushes the pills deep in my eyes
The taste was much sweeter
Than chlorine and wine
And my doctor is unable
To cut through the cable that leads to my mind
In spite of the winter
There's ways to keep warm
Whatever you give me
Please know that I'm asking for more
The day I stopped swiming
Came out of the dark
I've never felt so uncomfortably numb
Here by your side
Black birds on the bed
Turning to fire
Black birds in the day
Shining a ray
Please, don't let me go
Under the rock where I found
My place in the crowd
Hope for the fathers and sons
Black birds on the bed
Turning to fire
Black birds in the day
Shining a ray
Please, don't let me go
The rambling thoughts of a comic/sci-fi/movie/TV fan, and Chicago actor. Don't say we didn't warn you that half the posts will be pointless.
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Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Stuck In My Head 12.22.2015 - It Hasn't Happened Yet
It Hasn't Happened Yet
by William Shatner
I was crossing the snow fields
In front of the Capital Building
It was Christmas and I was alone
Strange city, strangers for friends
And I was broke
As the carillon sang its song
I dreamt of success
I would be the best
I would make my folks proud
I would be happy
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
Yes, there are nods in my direction
Clap of hands, the knowing smile
But still, I'm scared again
Foot slipped, pebbles fall and so did I
Almost, oh my
On Yosemite, the big grey wall
(Fear of falling)
Where to put my foot next
(Fear of failure)
I'm afraid, I'm going to fall
(Be at one with the mountain)
I whispered in the air
(Fear of falling, fear of falling
(Fear of failure, failure)
Fear of losing my hair
(Falling, falling, falling)
When is the mountain scaled?
When do I feel I haven't failed?
I've got to get it together, man
It hasn't happened yet It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
It hasn't happened
People come up and say, "Hello"
Okay, I can get to the front of the line
But you have to ignore the looks and yet
I'm waiting for that feeling of contentment
That ease at night when you put your head down
And the rhythms slow to sleep
My head sways and eyes start awake
I'm there not halfway between sleep and death
But looking into eyes wide open trying to remember
What I might have done, should have done
At my age I need serenity I need peace
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
It hasn't happened
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Stuck in My Head 11.25.2015 - Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
by Eric Church
Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
Always left out, never fit in
Owning that path you're walking in
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll
Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
Guitar Hero with lightning hands
And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
They'll be helpless to your musical charms
And they'll all hold up their hands
And they'll all wanna dance
With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
Red hair tied up in a blue bandana; she was hotter than the devil's Hell
She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin
Her daddy didn't trust my intentions, so he turned to his daddy's old .410
I'm Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
Had an axe to grind, so off I went
Mad at the sun for coming up again
I lost religion, found my soul in the blues
Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes
Yeah, everybody held up their hands
And every soul on Beale Street danced
With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth
Through the glass behind my rear-view
Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue
Played with fire and I played on ledges
Every circus, stage, and county fair
I tried to file my points, sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair
I'm Mr. Misunderstood, I'm Mr. Misunderstood
They're standing in line, chasing the buzz
Til the next big things and already was
And hell if they know what they're trying to find
If it ain't that same old, been-done kind
Yeah, gives the head-scratchers fits
Wondering how in the hell they missed
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand...)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Stuck In My Head 11.12.2015 - The Mob Rules
Oh, how this seems appropriate this week....and the great Ronnie James Dio at his finest.
The Mob Rules
by Black Sabbath (Heaven & Hell)
Close the city and tell the people that something's coming to call
Death and darkness are rushing forward to take a bite from the wall, oh
You've nothing to say
They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
The Mob Rules
Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded, the end is always the same
Play with fire, you burn your fingers and lose your hold of the flame, oh
It's over, it's done
The end is begun
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
You've nothing to say
Oh, They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
Break the circle and stop the movement, the wheel is thrown to the ground
Just remember it might start rolling and take you right back around
You're all fools!
The Mob Rules!
The Mob Rules
by Black Sabbath (Heaven & Hell)
Close the city and tell the people that something's coming to call
Death and darkness are rushing forward to take a bite from the wall, oh
You've nothing to say
They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
The Mob Rules
Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded, the end is always the same
Play with fire, you burn your fingers and lose your hold of the flame, oh
It's over, it's done
The end is begun
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
You've nothing to say
Oh, They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
Break the circle and stop the movement, the wheel is thrown to the ground
Just remember it might start rolling and take you right back around
You're all fools!
The Mob Rules!
Friday, September 25, 2015
Stuck In My Head 9/25/2015 - My Hero
My Hero
by Foo Fighters
Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Kudos, my hero
Leaving all the best
You know my hero
The one that's on
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Stuck in My Head 9.16.2015 - Two-Headed Dog
Epic. Truly.
Two-Headed Dog
by Roky Erickson
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Peace brought back, bought back
Relaxed be nyet brought back
Did you dry her out
Wind her out like jerky?
To me she's healed, don't attack
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Children nailed to the cross
Pain does not look our hell
Certainly is not a spell
Sweet waste from a well
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Winds quiet in the night
Her body just blows messiah
Sickening sweet sight left and right
Is all right does not please my appetite
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-Headed Dog
by Roky Erickson
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Peace brought back, bought back
Relaxed be nyet brought back
Did you dry her out
Wind her out like jerky?
To me she's healed, don't attack
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Children nailed to the cross
Pain does not look our hell
Certainly is not a spell
Sweet waste from a well
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Winds quiet in the night
Her body just blows messiah
Sickening sweet sight left and right
Is all right does not please my appetite
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Two-headed dog, two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Stuck In My Head - 8.19.2015 - Don't Care
Don't Care
by King's X
Lies, games, webs of pain
Giving, taking, oh abuse
Contention, extension, I will not be shamed
Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way
I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about
Blind, find peace of mind
It's never what it really is
Intention, rejection, little left away
Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way
I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about you
Such a tossing, to and fro, it's become clear to me
I just want to see the real from the fantasy
Giving, taking, oh abuse
Contention, extension, I will not be shamed
Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way
I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about
Blind, find peace of mind
It's never what it really is
Intention, rejection, little left away
Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way
I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about you
Such a tossing, to and fro, it's become clear to me
I just want to see the real from the fantasy
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Stuck In My Head 7.29.2015 - WITCH HUNT
Welcome to the United States, circa 2015.
Witch Hunt (Part III of the Fear Song Series)
by Rush
The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch lit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...
Witch Hunt (Part III of the Fear Song Series)
by Rush
The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch lit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...
Monday, June 1, 2015
Stuck in My Head 6.1.2015 - Southern Girls
Southern Girls
by Cheap Trick
I've been north,
I've been east to the California beach
There's only one place i know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
You say hump and I'll jump
You say go and I'll know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
And you'll never run way
When you find out why i wanted to find you
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
I've been up I've been down
I've been weak I've been strong
But i never met someone like you
And you'll never run away
When you find why i wanted to find you
You say hump and I'll jump
You say go and I'll know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
All you southern girls
Got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
You think this boy, he loves you
Southern girls
You make it hard oh, so hard
I've been north, I've been east to the California beach
There's only one place i know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls
Southern girls
Southern girls
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Stuck in My Head 4.9.2015 - All My Life
Meditating on what it all means lately. Why do I throw myself after creative endeavors, again and again, when my goals seem to move farther and farther away?
All My Life
By The Foo Fighters
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Come down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need?
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
One by one hidden up my sleeve
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide
On and on I've got nothing to hide
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, when it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm on to the next one
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
Done, done and on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm
On to the next.
All My Life
By The Foo Fighters
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Come down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need?
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
One by one hidden up my sleeve
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide
On and on I've got nothing to hide
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, when it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm on to the next one
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Weight keeping me down
Done, done and on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm
On to the next.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Stuck In My Head - 2.26.2015 - Only
Only
by Anthrax
Everything is perfect
Everything is sick, that's it
You can't tell me to stop it
You can't tell me not to quit, that's it
Revolve around yourself
It's you and no one else
Hard for me to stay
Swinging moods that change
From calmness to deranged
Unpredictable, unpredictable
You would see if
Only
You hadn't taken things out of my hands
Only
You never wanted to understand
Classing ways to live here
Compromise for me
I'm at both ends of the spectrum
You're somewhere in the between
Ah, come clean
Crucified, terrified, sacrifice, my whole life
If only...
I can't contain myself
I can't contain myself
I just can't take myself
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Stuck In My Head - 1.21.2015: Leave It Alone
Leave It Alone
by Living Colour
We must never take these words too seriously
Words are very important but then if we take them too seriously
We destroy every thing
I'm not one of those joiners
I'm not down with the club
There's no place I'm going to
You see, it's the hole I dug
I just leave it alone
I just leave it alone
Just leave it alone
I'm not down with this one
Their motives are much too severe
And that one they're much too serious
I don't plan to make this a career
I just leave it alone
I just leave it alone
Just leave it alone
We're always talking about peace
But it's pieces that we find
What's with all this tension?
What is on your mind?
Why are we always talking about peace?
But it's pieces that we find
Tell me what's with all this tension
Tell me what is on your mind
Yeah yeah
I wouldn't get into that one
Naw don't go for all their hype
And you know, I'll never be like that one
Come on, I'm just not the type
Well, I gotta leave it alone
Just gotta leave it alone
Gonna just leave it alone
Just gotta leave it alone, no, no, no
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Words are very important but then if we take them too seriously
We destroy every thing
I'm not one of those joiners
I'm not down with the club
There's no place I'm going to
You see, it's the hole I dug
I just leave it alone
I just leave it alone
Just leave it alone
I'm not down with this one
Their motives are much too severe
And that one they're much too serious
I don't plan to make this a career
I just leave it alone
I just leave it alone
Just leave it alone
We're always talking about peace
But it's pieces that we find
What's with all this tension?
What is on your mind?
Why are we always talking about peace?
But it's pieces that we find
Tell me what's with all this tension
Tell me what is on your mind
Yeah yeah
I wouldn't get into that one
Naw don't go for all their hype
And you know, I'll never be like that one
Come on, I'm just not the type
Well, I gotta leave it alone
Just gotta leave it alone
Gonna just leave it alone
Just gotta leave it alone, no, no, no
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Friday, January 16, 2015
Stuck in My Head 1.16.2015 - The Line
The Line
by Bruce Springsteen
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin
took a place on the San Diego county line
felt funny bein' a civilian again
it'd been some time
my wife had died a year ago
I was still tryin' to find my way back whole
went to work for the INS on the line
With the California Border Patrol
Bobby Ramirez was a ten-year veteran
We became friends
his family was from Guanajuato
so the job it was different for him
He said' "They risk death in the deserts and mountains"
pay all they got to the smugglers rings,
we send 'em home and they come right back again
Carl, hunger is a powerful thing."
Well I was good at doin' what I was told
kept my uniform pressed and clean
at night I chased their shadows
through the arroyos and ravines
drug runners, farmers with their families,
young women with little children by their sides
come night we'd wait out in the canyons
and try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
Well the first time that I saw her
she was in the holdin' pen
Our eyes met and she looked away
then she looked back again
her hair was black as coal
her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost
she had a young child cryin' in her arms
and I asked, "Senora, is there anything I can do"
There's a bar in Tijuana
where me and Bobby drink alongside
the same people we'd sent back the day before
we met there she said her name was Louisa
she was from sonora and had just come north
we danced and I held her in my arms
and I knew what I would do
she said she had some family in Madera county
if she, her child and her younger brother could just get through
At night they come across the levy
in the searchlights dusty glow
we'd rush 'em in our Broncos
and force 'em back down into the river below
she climbed into my truck
she leaned towards me and we kissed
as we drove her brothers shirt slipped open
and I saw the tape across his chest
We were just about on the highway
when Bobby's jeep come up in the dust on my right
I pulled over and let my engine run
and stepped out into his lights
I felt myself movin'
felt my gun restin' 'neath my hand
we stood there starin' at each other
as off through the arroyo she ran
Bobby Ramirez he never said nothin'
6 months later I left the line
I drifted to the central valley
and took what work I could find
at night I searched the local bars
and the migrant towns
Lookin' for my Louisa
with the black hair fallin' down
Monday, January 12, 2015
Stuck in My Head 1.12.2015 - Smackwater Jack
Smackwater Jack
by Carole King
Now Smackwater Jack, he bought a shotgun
'Cause he was in the mood for a little confrontation
He just let it all hang loose
He didn't think about the noose
He couldn't take no more abuse
So he shot down the congregation
You can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand
Shotgun
Now Big Jim the chief stood for law and order
He called for the guard to come and surround the border
Now from his bulldog mouth
As he led the posse south
Came the cry, we got to ride
Clean up the streets for our wives and our daughters
You can't talk to a man
When he don't want to understand
No, no, no, no, no, no
The account of the capture wasn't in the papers
But you know, they hanged ole Smack right then instead of later
You know the people were quite pleased
'Cause the outlaw had been seized
And on the whole, it was a very good year
For the undertaker
You know, you know, you can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand
Shotgun in his hand
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, oh
Talkin' about Jack and his shotgun,
Talkin' about Smack, talkin' about Jack
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Friday, October 24, 2014
Stuck In My Head - 10.24.2014 - Tumbling Dice/Bitch
Always...hands down...my favorite Stones song.
Tumbling Dice
by The Rolling Stones
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin' like I don't know how,
But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
You know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don't you see the time flashin' by.
Honey, got no money,
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.
But baby, I can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
Playin' the field ev'ry night.
Baby, can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.
Got to roll me. Got to roll me.
But, I'll admit...this one is a very close second
Bitch
by The Rolling Stones
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so tired, Ow! so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a...
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah...
Tumbling Dice
by The Rolling Stones
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin' like I don't know how,
But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
You know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don't you see the time flashin' by.
Honey, got no money,
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.
But baby, I can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
Playin' the field ev'ry night.
Baby, can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.
Got to roll me. Got to roll me.
But, I'll admit...this one is a very close second
Bitch
by The Rolling Stones
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so tired, Ow! so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a...
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah...
Friday, October 10, 2014
Stuck In My Head - 10.10.2014 - Run Runaway
Run Runaway
by Slade
Hold on!
I like black and white
(Dreaming of black and white)
You like black and white
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
If you're in the swing
(Money ain't everything)
If you're in the swing
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
If you gotta crush
(Don't beat about the bush)
When I gotta crush
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
Oh now can't you wait
(Love don't come on a plate)
Oh now can't you wait
Run run away
See the chameleon
Lying there in the sun
All things to everyone
Run run away
Run run away
Run run away
Run run away
by Slade
Hold on!
I like black and white
(Dreaming of black and white)
You like black and white
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
If you're in the swing
(Money ain't everything)
If you're in the swing
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
If you gotta crush
(Don't beat about the bush)
When I gotta crush
Run run away
See chameleon
(Lying there in the sun)
All things to everyone
Run run away
Oh now can't you wait
(Love don't come on a plate)
Oh now can't you wait
Run run away
See the chameleon
Lying there in the sun
All things to everyone
Run run away
Run run away
Run run away
Run run away
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Stuck in My Head 9.4.2014 - Resist
Resist
by Rush
I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to coexist
With anything but pain
I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I can't explain
I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low
I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I don't know
You can surrender
Without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender
You can fight
Without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight
I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to coexist
With anything but pain
I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I can't explain
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Stuck In My Head 8.20.2014 - A Box/Sometime
A Box
By King's X
Lonely days will come and go
Nothing new unless you're bold
Revolution no.19
Brand new wave of anger
Stain yourself with pumpkin pie
Liquid tattoo I got mine
Don't forget forgetfulness
Call it deconstruction
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
Way down in the deep depress
Colder than the coldest yes
We know about loneliness
Others to another
Just a place to run and hide
Just a place to free your mind
Just a place to break the chains
And find whatever matters
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
There is no room inside a box
There is no room inside
Sometime
by King's X
Sometime, I want to give
Sometime, I want to take
Sometime, I want to run
Sometime, I want to stay.
Sometime, sometime, sometime, sometime.
Sometime, I want to love
Sometime, I want to hate
Sometime, I want to build
Sometime, I want to break
Sometime, sometime, sometime, sometime.
Sometime, I want to live
Sometime, I want to die
Sometime, I want to believe
Sometime, I want to get high and fly.
Sometime, sometime, sometime, sometime.
Learn more about King's X at http://kingsxrocks.com/
Friday, August 15, 2014
Stuck In My Head - Smokestack Lightning - 8.15.2014
Smokestack Lightning
by Howlin' Wolf
Ah oh, smokestack lightnin'
Shinin' just like gold
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
A whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whoo
Whoa oh tell me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh tell me, baby
Where did ya, stay last night?
A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, stop your train
Let her go for a ride
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, fare ya well
Never see, a you no more
A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, who been here baby since
I, I been gone, a little bitty boy?
Girl, be on
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Monday, June 16, 2014
Stuck In My Head 6.16.2014 - I've Had Enough
I've Had Enough
by The Who
You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
You'd end up further onward
But things ain't quite that simple.
You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you're losing all your dimples.
My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love Reign O'er Me.
Love Reign O'er Me.
Love.
I've had enough of living
I've had enough of dying
I've had enough of smiling
I've had enough of crying
I've taken all the high roads
I've squandered and I've saved
I've had enough of childhood
I've had enough of graves...
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition
Don't cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first they'll love you
There's a millionaire above you
And you're under his suspicion.
My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love Reign O'er Me.
Love Reign O'er Me.
Love.
I've had enough of living
I've had enough of dying
I've had enough of smiling
I've had enough of crying
I've taken all the high roads
I've squandered and I've saved
I've had enough of childhood
I've had enough of graves...
I've had enough of dancehalls
I've had enough of pills
I've had enough of streetfights
I've seen my share of kills
I'm finished with the fashions
And acting like I'm tough
I'm bored with hate and passion
I've had enough of trying to love.
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