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| Topic: ~The all new 4:20 Clubhouse ~ part 3 | |
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BY BOB DYLAN
BUCKETS OF RAIN Buckets of rain Buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears. Buckets of moonbeams in my hand, I got all the love, honey baby, You can stand. I been meek And hard like an oak I seen pretty people disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, friends will disappear, If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here. Like your smile And your fingertips Like the way that you move your lips. I like the cool way you look at me, Everything about you is bringing me Misery. Little red wagon Little red bike I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way you love me strong and slow, I'm takin' you with me, honey baby, When I go. Life is sad Life is a bust All ya can do is do what you must. You do what you must do and ya do it well, I'll do it for you, honey baby, Can't you tell? |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 10:20 AM
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DESOLATION ROW
BY BOB DYLAN They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy "It takes one to know one," she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he's moaning "You Belong to Me I Believe" And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave" And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession's her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet Now you would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They're trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She's in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read "Have Mercy on His Soul" They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row Across the street they've nailed the curtains They're getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera A perfect image of a priest They're spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls "Get Outa Here If You Don't Know Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row" Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row Praise be to Nero's Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody's shouting "Which Side Are You On?" And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain's tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can't read too good Don't send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row |
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DIGNITY
BY BOB DYLAN Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass Poor man lookin' through painted glass For dignity Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve Somebody said dignity was the first to leave I went into the city, went into the town Went into the land of the midnight sun Searchin' high, searchin' low Searchin' everywhere I know Askin' the cops wherever I go Have you seen dignity? Blind man breakin' out of a trance Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance Hopin' to find one circumstance Of dignity I went to the wedding of Mary-lou She said I don't want nobody see me talkin' to you Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew About dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men Wasn't any difference to me Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade House on fire, debts unpaid Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid Have you seen dignity? Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors Lookin' into the lost forgotten years For dignity Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used He wanted money up front, said he was abused By dignity Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand Steps goin' down into tattoo land I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light In the bordertowns of despair Got no place to fade, got no coat I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote About dignity Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were And into every masterpiece of literature for dignity Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin Bites the bullet and he looks within For dignity Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed Dignity never been photographed I went into the red, went into the black Into the valley of dry bone dreams So many roads, so much at stake So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take To find dignity |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 10:25 AM
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 10:27 AM
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by Stevie "Guitar" Miller
Quicksilver Girl She's a quicksilver girl A lover of the world She spreads her wings ~ And she's free  She's a quicksilver girl ~ A lover of the world She's seen every branch on the tree Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ~ If you need a little lovin' ~ She'll turn on the heat ~  If you take a fall ~  She'll put you back on your feet ~ If you're all alone ~  She's someone to meet ~  If you need someone  She's a quicksilver girl ~ A lover of the world ~ She spreads her wings ~ And she's free Quicksilver Girl |
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orange cat...
do you have any other pictures to post? i am not a fan of housecats, only wild cats like tigers and mountain lions and to tell you the truth... i see way too many wild {feral} cats  at the river when i am trying to enjoy myself and the scenery when I ride my bike and i see wayyy too many pictures of cats on this site...  especially weird and scary ones.... this is a site for people ... so, maybe you would be so kind as to please please keep that in mind for me, when you come online.... dear dear orange cat... |
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22,000 days
by the moody blues Even tho' I know it's only Me and my dreams That drive me so let me go please Let me go onto tomorrow One day at a time Now I know the only foe is time 22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot, It's all you got 22,000 days 22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know So start the show and this time Feel the flow and get it right Now the time when I first saw you is over and gone Then I knew my life with you would go on Knowing you so much longer I've change in mind change for you You have changed to mine 22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot, It's all you got 22,000 days 22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know So start the show and this time Feel the flow and get it right Everybody knows, it always shows Wasting time's an aggravation Got no time for confrontation You want to take a lot By love by law or stealth Time's the only real wealth you have got Even tho' I know it's only me and my dreams That drive me so let me go please Let me go onto tomorrow One day at a time Now I know the only foe is time 22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot, It's all you got 22,000 days 22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know So start the show 22,000 days 22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot, It's all you got 22,000 days 22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know So start the show 22,000 ways |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 01:00 PM
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Candle of Life by The Moody Blues Something you can't hide Says you're lonely Hidden deep inside Of you only It's there for you to see Take a look and be Burn slowly the candle of life Something there outside Says we're only In the hands of time Falling slowly It's there for us to know With love that we can go Burn slowly the candle of life So love everybody And make them your friend So love everybody And make them your friend Something you can't hide Says you're lonely Hidden deep inside Of you only It's there for you to see Take a look and be Burn slowly the candle of life Something there outside Says we're only In the hands of time Falling slowly It's there for us to know With love that we can go Burn slowly the candle of life
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Oh, thank you so much Orange cat...
big hugs for you ... i love that little white puppy so much much better than cats.... 
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the moody blues
days of future past Dawn is a feeling A beautiful ceiling The smell of grass Just makes you pass Into a dream Youre here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want it to You look around you Things they astound you So breathe in deep Youre not asleep Open your mind Youre here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want it to Do you understand That all over this land Theres a feeling In minds far and near Things are becoming clear With a meaning Now that youre knowing Pleasure starts flowing Its true life flies Faster than eyes Could ever see Youre here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want it to |
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days of future passed
by the moody blues another morning Balloons flying Children sighing What a day to go kite flying Breezy school Away from school Cowboys fighting out a duel Time seems to stand quite still In a childs world it always will Fishes biting So exciting Lunchtime sounds so inviting At the bill He gets a thrill Sitting, watching bobby quill Time seems to stand quite still In a childs world it always will Yesterdays dreams Are tomorrows sighs Watch children playing They seem so wise Mary green Todays a queen One thousand dollies are her dream In cotton frocks And golden locks Her palace is an orange box Time seems to stand quite still In a childs world it always will |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 02:11 PM
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peak hour
I see it all through my window it seems Never failing like millions of bees All that is wrong No time will be won All they need to do-o-o-o What can be done? Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour Minds are subject to what should be done Problem solved, time cannot be won One hour a day One hour at night Sees crowds of people All meant for flight Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour It makes me want to run out and tell them They've got time Take a step back out And look in at their debt And their time Minds are subject to what should be done Problem solved, time cannot be won One hour a day One hour at night Sees crowds of people All meant for flight Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 01/03/08 02:22 PM
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the dream
When the white eagle of the north is flying overhead and The browns, reds and golds of autumn are lieing in the gutter, dead. Remember then, that summer birds with wings of fire flaying Came to witness springs new hope, born of leaves decaying. As new life will come from death, love will come at leisure. Love of love, love of life and giving without measure Gives in return a wonderous yearn of a promise almost seen. Live hand-in-hand and together we will stand on the threshhold of a dream |
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Time To Get Away
John Lodge -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evening has come to pass The time of day doesn't last Evening has earned its place today I'm tired of working away Working, living it brings Only way to have those things Toiling has bought too many tears Turn round all those past years Evening time to get away Evening time to get away Evening time to get away Till next day Live all you people You can see where you're at It doesn't really hurt you So that can depend Evening time to get away Live all you people You can see where you're at It doesn't really hurt you So that can depend Evening time to get away Evening time to get away -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evening: The Sunset Mike Pinder -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When the sun goes down And the clouds all frown Night has begun for the sunset See it with your eyes Earth re-energized By the sun's rays every day Take a look out there Planets everywhere When the sun goes down And the clouds all frown Night has begun for the sunset Shadows on the ground Never make a sound Fading away in the sunset Night has now become Day for everyone I can see it all From this great height I can feel the sun Slipping out of sight And the world still goes on Through the night -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evening: Twilight Time Ray Thomas -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight Time, to dream awhile In veils of deepening gloom As fantasy strides over colourful skies The fog disappearing from view In twilight time, dream with me awhile A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase Of notes that are rich and so true An aerial display by the firefly brigade Dancing to tunes no one knew In twilight time, dream with me awhile In twilight time, dream with me awhile Building castles in the air Whistling to the wind As nature bows down her head See what tomorrow brings Twilight time, dream with me awhile Bats take to wing, like puppets on string Prancing in cool evening air In a sightless glide, no reason to hide Away from the sun's blinding stare In twilight time, dream with me awhile In twilight time, dream with me awhile -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Night: Nights in White Satin Justin Hayward -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I've written Never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say anymore 'Cause I love you Yes I love you Oh how I love you Gazing at people Some hand in hand Just what I'm going through They can understand Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend Just what you want to be You will be in the end And I love you Yes, I love you Oh, how I love you Oh, how I love you Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I've written Never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say anymore 'Cause I love you Yes, I love you Oh, how I love you Oh, how I love you 'Cause I love you Yes, I love you Oh, how I love you Oh, how I love you |
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Late Lament
Graeme Edge -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Breathe deep the gathering gloom Watch lights fade from every room Bedsitter people look back and lament Another day's useless energy spent Impassioned lovers wrestle as one Lonely man cries for love and has none New mother picks up and suckles her son Senior citizens wish they were young Cold hearted orb that rules the night Removes the colours from our sight Red is grey and yellow, white But we decide which is right And which is an illusion -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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((((((((((((Vanessa)))))))))))))))))
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Hello
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Howdy Miss V.
ALWAYS GOOD TO SEE YA Wild Bill
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