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Lightning in a Bottle
Bonnie Raitt, Robert Cray, B.B. King ( and Lucille)

What a way to start the day...
 
Why Springfield, Why Not?

Bart:
Springfield's the only home that we've got
Lisa:
But to be frank, there's not a lot
To recommend it
We've got a big sinkhole
Bart:
And they shut down the think hole
Bart & Lisa:
Hashtag: SpringfieldPride
Has never ever trended...
Sideshow Mel:
This is not boosterism!
Joe Quimby:
Warm up the horse.
Lisa:
But when you think of the things we lack
Bart:
Stead of the stuff we've got
Bart & Lisa:
Why Springfield?
Bart, Lisa, Milhouse, and Nelson:
Why not?
Bart, Lisa, and Nelson:
We've only had a hurricane once
Milhouse:
We haven't had a circus fire in months
Bart, Lisa & Nelson:
Springfield
Why not?
Nelson:
Ooh, we're just off the interstate
Ralph:
Ah, the second right off exit 8...
Clancy Wiggum:
He didn't blow his line.
Sarah, let's have another!
Dolph:
You may find our culture lacking
Kearney:
We finally outlawed our snake whacking
Bart, Lisa, Milhouse, and Nelson:
Sure, our cops are easily bought
Bart, Lisa, Milhouse, Ralph, Jeremy Turley, and Nelson:
And our dentists are all self-taught
Bart, Lisa, Milhouse, Ralph, Wendell, Rod Flanders, Jeremy Turley, and Nelson:
But hooray for Springfield
Bart, Lisa, Milhouse, Ralph, Sherri, Terri, Jeremy Turley, and Nelson:
Give two cheers Smallpox-free for seven years
Kids:
Why Springfield?
Why not?
 
I'm Eighteen"

Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a maid and I'm a crone

I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want
Eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away
I gotta get out of this place
I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah

I got a baby's brain and an old crone's heart
took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about
feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt

'Cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen
I just don't know what to say
Eighteen I gotta get away

Whoa lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life
I'm a maid and I'm a crone

I'm eighteen and I like it
Yes I like it
Oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it


:kiss:

Alice Cooper, that crazy old bat

oops, wrong one. heh *blush*
 
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Angels Of Fenway"

James Taylor

86 summers gone by
Bambino put a hex on the Bean
We were living on a tear and a sigh
In the shadow of the Bronx machine

Man, you could feel it smoulder
The whole town had an attitude
Then you'd get a little chip on your shoulder
Say something that's downright rude

Oh, damn them Yankees
Outspending everybody two to one
Picking up on the cream of the crop
Stealing everyone's favorite son

Angels of Fenway
Hear our prayer
We have been chastened
We have been patient

Grandmama was a Fenway fan
Even after Grandad died
I still remember her holding my hand
Taking me along for the ride

She was born in 1918
Last year that the Red Sox won
Back then when they sold the Babe
Something that they never should've ever have done

Hey Nanna can I have another Coke?
Here comes the hot dog man
Look at that, his bat just broke
Gee, that's got to kill his hand

Riding home on the Green Line
Watching the town go by
Nanna made another Red Sox fan
'Til the day I die

That was back in '65
It doesn't seem like a long time ago
Grandmama keeping hope alive
Watched them win in '004

Oh my God, it was beyond belief
Down three, needing four in a row
Holding on by the skin of our teeth
Like a hungry dog on a bone

Angels of Fenway
Give them peace
They have been patient
Red Sox Nation

The whole world held its breath
People got down on their knees
Ready for the sudden death
Praying to heaven for hell to freeze

Nanna watched from her hospital bed
She was there 'til the end of the race
I couldn't hear the last words she said
But she was lying there with a smile on her face
Just a little smile on her face

It doesn't feel like a long time ago...
 
Jimmy Page & The Black Crowes - Greek Theater - LA - 1999.10.18 - Full

I an so envious, of whoever attended this concert in the flesh.
*chills up and down my spine*

Intro 0:00:00
01. Celebration Day - (Led Zeppelin) 0:01:28
02. Custard Pie - (Led Zeppelin) 0:05:00
03. Sick Again - (Led Zeppelin) 0:10:33
04. No Speak No Slave - (The Black Crowes) 0:15:33
05. What Is and What Should Never Be - (Led Zeppelin) 0:20:47
06. Hard to Handle - (Otis Redding) 0:26:21
(Mr. Page shares the stage very nicely. Everyone gets a share.)

07. Woke Up This Morning - (B.B. King) 0:30:08
08. Ten Years Gone - (Led Zeppelin) 0:34:37
09. In My Time of Dying - (Led Zeppelin) 0:41:36
10. Your Time Is Gonna Come - (Led Zeppelin) 0:51:21
11. Remedy - (The Black Crowes) 0:57:33
12. The Lemon Song - (Led Zeppelin) 1:03:01
13. Sloppy Drunk - (Sonny Boy Williamson) 1:12:21
14. Shapes of Things - (The Yardbirds) 1:18:37
15. Nobody's Fault But Mine - (Led Zeppelin) 1:22:04
16. Heartbreaker - (Led Zeppelin) 1:29:13
Encore:
17. Hey Hey What Can I Do - (Led Zeppelin) 1:36:42
18. You Shook Me - (Earl Hooker) 1:40:31
19. Out on the Tiles - (Led Zeppelin) 1:50:28
20. Whole Lotta Love - (Led Zeppelin) 1:54:10
 
The rain. (It started whispering at 1:00 in the morning. It should have been here at 4:00)

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No no they can't take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you changed my life
No no they can't take that away from me

We may never never meet again
On the bumpy read to love
Still I'll always always keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we danced 'til three
The way you changed my life
No no they can't take that away from me
No they can't take that away from me

- Gershwin

Jimmy Page & Aerosmith onstage and backstage at Donington 1990

on youtube
 
Don't interrupt the sorrow
Darn right

In flames our prophet witches
Be polite
A room full of glasses
He says "Your notches, liberation doll"
And he chains me with that serpent
To that Ethiopian wall

Anima rising
Queen of Queens
Wash my guilt of Eden
Wash and balance me
Anima rising
Uprising in me tonight
She's a vengeful little goddess
With an ancient crown to fight

Truth goes up in vapors
The steeples lean
Winds of change patriarchs
Snug in your bible belt dreams
God goes up the chimney
Like childhood Santa Claus
The good slaves love the good book
A rebel loves a cause

I'm leaving on the 1:15
You're darn right
Since I was seventeen
I've had no one over me
He says "Anima rising
So what
Petrified wood process
Tall timber down to rock"

Don't interrupt the sorrow
Darn right
He says "We walked on the moon
You be polite"
Don't let up the sorrow
Death and birth and death and birth
He says "Bring that bottle kindly
And I'll pad your purse
I've got a head full of quandary
And a mighty mighty thirst"

Seventeen glasses
Rhine wine
Milk of the Madonna
Clandestine
He don't let up the sorrow
He lies and he cheats
It takes a heart like Mary's these days
When your man gets weak

Join Mitchell
 
The way I see it he said
You just can't win it
Everybody's in it for their own gain
You can't please 'em all
There's always somebody calling you down
I do my best
And I do good business
There's a lot of people asking for my time
They're trying to get ahead
They're trying to be a good friend of mine

I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
There was nobody calling me up for favors
And no one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow
But for the work I've taken on
Stoking the star maker machinery
Behind the popular song

I deal in dreamers
And telephone screamers
Lately I wonder what I do it for
If l had my way
I'd just walk through those doors
And wander
Down the Champs Elysées *
Going cafe to cabaret
Thinking how I'll feel when I find
That very good friend of mine

I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
Nobody was calling me up for favors
No one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow
But for the work I've taken on
Stoking the star maker machinery
Behind the popular song

Join Mitchell
 
A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces,
An airline ticket to romantic places,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.


A tinkling piano in the next apartment,
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant,
A fairground's painted swings...
These foolish things remind me of you.


You came, you saw,
You conquered me.
When you did that to me,
I knew somehow this had to be.


The winds of March that made my heart a dancer,
A telephone that rings,
And who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings...
These foolish things remind me of you.


The first daffodil and long excited cables,
And candle lights on little corner tables,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.


The park at evening when the bell has sounded,
The 'Ile-de-France' with all the gulls around it,
The beauty that is spring's...
These foolish things remind me of you.


How strange, how sweet
To find you still,
These things are dear to me,
They seem to bring you near to me.


The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,
Silk stockings tossed aside, dance invitations.
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you...


These foolish things remind me of you.

lyrics by Eric Maschwitz and music by Jack Strachey
Vocalist-Bryan Ferry
 
Been turned around till I'm upside down
Been all at sea until I've drowned
And I've felt torture, I've felt pain
Just like that film with Michael Caine

I've been abused and I've been confused
And I've kissed Margaret Thatcher's shoes
And I been high and I been low
And I don't know where to go

Birth, school, work, death
Birth, school, work, death

And heroin was the love you gave
From the cradle to the grave
Boys and girls don't understand
The devil makes work for idle hands

I cut myself but I don't bleed
'Cause I don't get what I need
Doesn't matter what I say
Tomorrow's still another day

Birth, school, work, death
Birth, school, work, death

Yeah, I've been high and I've been low
And I don't know where to go
I'm living on the never, never, never
This time it's gonna be forever

I'll live and die don't ask me why
I wanna go to paradise
And I don't need your sympathy
There's nothing in this world for me

Birth, school, work, death
Birth, school, work, death

Birth, school, work, death
Birth, school, work, death

Birth, school, work, death
Birth, school, work, death


The Godfathers
 
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