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Another Day in Paradise (Zot lyrics!)
Phil Collins
Posted on 11/24/2003 7:39:12 AM PST by HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
She calls out to the man on the street, "Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep. Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
He walks on, doesn't look back, he pretends he can't hear her
He starts to whistle as he crosses the street, seems embarassed to be there
Oh, think twice, it's just another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice, it's just another day for you, you and me in paradise
Just think about it
She calls out to the man on the street, he can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet, she can't walk, but she's trying
Oh, just think twice, it's just another day for you and me in paradise
Oh yes, think twice, it's just another day for you, you and me in paradise
Just think about it, uh - huh, just think about it
Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh oh Lord, there must be something you can say
You can tell by the lines on her face, you can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from everyplace, cause she didn't fit in there
Oh yes, think twice, it's just another day for you and me in paradise
Oh yes, think twice, it's just another day for you, you and me in paradise
Just think about it, uh - huh, just think about it
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me, it's another day for you and me
It's another day for you and me in paradise
In paradise, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
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To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
So what's the problem?
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posted on
11/24/2003 7:40:41 AM PST
by
TheBigB
(Teddy Kennedy wouldn't know the American mainstream if he drove his car into it.)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
homelessexplosionduringrepublicanadministration.com?
3
posted on
11/24/2003 7:40:41 AM PST
by
steve8714
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
Well, Happy Thanksgiving to you too, Troll!
Welcome to FR, this is going to be fun.
4
posted on
11/24/2003 7:43:17 AM PST
by
netmilsmom
(Proudly, A painful wart on the big toe of progress--No gay marriage!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
I hear people talkin' bad,
About the way we have to live here in this country,
Harpin' on the wars we fight,
An' gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be.
An' I don't mind 'em switchin' sides,
An' standin' up for things they believe in.
When they're runnin' down my country, man,
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Runnin' down the way of life,
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep.
If you don't love it, leave it:
Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'.
If you're runnin' down my country, man,
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
I read about some squirrely guy,
Who claims, he just don't believe in fightin'.
An' I wonder just how long,
The rest of us can count on bein' free.
They love our milk an' honey,
But they preach about some other way of livin'.
When they're runnin' down my country, hoss,
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Runnin' down the way of life,
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep.
If you don't love it, leave it:
Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'.
If you're runnin' down my country, man,
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Runnin' down the way of life,
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep.
If you don't love it, leave it:
Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'.
If you're runnin' down my country, man,
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
5
posted on
11/24/2003 7:43:26 AM PST
by
eyespysomething
(I love my husband!!! Just thought I'd share that.)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
Should we pack our bags for this guilt trip?
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
It's no use saying that it's alright, it's alright.
But where were you after midnight, midnight.
Heard a Bang, Bang, Bang; Down they go
It's just a job you do
Cos the harder they run, and the harder they fall.
I'm coming down hard on you.
Now no-one saw what you looked like, what you looked like
Like a stranger you came out of the night, out of the night
Cos someone put the word on you, and I hope my aim is true.
Cos I got a name, and I got a number, I gotta line on you
I got a name, and I got a number, I'm coming after you
Don't keep saying that it's alright, it's alright,
It seems you went just a little too far this time
Heard a Bang Bang Bang, and down you go,
It's just a job I do,
Cos the harder you run the harder you fall,
I'm coming down hard on you, hard on you - I hope my aim is true.
I got a name, and I got a number, I got a line on you
I got a name, and I got a number, and I'm coming after you
Keep running, Keep running; city to city
Even if you're innocent,
You can cause too much embarrassment
And though your heart is breaking,
And you know there's no mistaking.
Cos you feel your life line breaking (keep running, keep running)
You can feel your hands are shaking (keep running, keep running)
And no-one answers the telephone
You can never never ever go home alone
and though your heart is aching
and you know there's no mistaking.
The footsteps close behind.
Now don't pretend that you sleep at night, but sleep tight
And can't you feel that the time is right, it's alright.
Heard a Bang Bang Bang, and down you go
Oh no-one really cares
Cos the harder you run, and the harder you fall.
I'm coming down hard on you, hard on you - I'm hoping that my aim is
true.
I got a name, and I got a number, I got a line on you
I got a name, and I got a number, I'm coming after you
I got a name, and I got a number, I got a line on you
I got a name, and I got a number, I got a job to do.
To: netmilsmom
It MUST be Thanksgiving; look at the huge turkey that just showed up, ready to be plucked and flamed.
8
posted on
11/24/2003 7:44:53 AM PST
by
EggsAckley
(..................."Dean's got Tom McClintock Eyes".........................)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
9
posted on
11/24/2003 7:45:46 AM PST
by
dighton
(Neo-Conservative Power Vortex™)
To: EggsAckley
>>It MUST be Thanksgiving; look at the huge turkey that just showed up, ready to be plucked and flamed.<<
ROTFLMAO!
10
posted on
11/24/2003 7:46:36 AM PST
by
netmilsmom
(Proudly, A painful wart on the big toe of progress--No gay marriage!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
5......4......3.....2......
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
Happy Thanksgive to you too!!
Bye!
12
posted on
11/24/2003 7:47:52 AM PST
by
socal_parrot
(Hail to the Victors!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
Dead Skunk
( Loudon Wainwright III )
Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!
Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!
Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog
On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog
Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!
C'mon stink!
You got it!
It's dead, it's in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle!
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven!
All over the road, technicolor man!
Oh, you got pollution
It's dead, it's in the middle
And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!
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posted on
11/24/2003 7:50:24 AM PST
by
glock rocks
(molon labe)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
Valhalla, i am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green,
Can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war.
We are your overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day
Despite of all your losing.Troll Scout - 2/83 Free Republic Cavalry (ZOT) The Viking Kittens
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posted on
11/24/2003 7:53:18 AM PST
by
timpad
(Hail the Viking Kittens!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
My friend's got a girlfriend
Man he hates that b***h
He tells me every day
He says man I really gotta lose my chick
In the worst kind of way
She sits on her a$$
He works his hands to the bone
To give her money every payday
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well my friend You gotta say
I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
Why don't you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don't you get a job
I guess all his money, well it isn't enough
To keep her bill collectors at bay
I guess all his money, well it isn't enough
Cause that girl's got expensive taste
I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
Why don't you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don't you get a job
Well I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all
But hey man free rides just don't come along
every day
Let me tell you about my other friend now
My friend's got a boyfriend, man she hates that d**k
She tells me every day
He wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well my friend
You gotta say
I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
Why don't you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don't you get a job
16
posted on
11/24/2003 7:53:30 AM PST
by
TommyUdo
(Winky Dinky Ho' Cakes--'Cause Ho's got to eat too!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
17
posted on
11/24/2003 7:55:33 AM PST
by
timpad
(Hail the Viking Kittens!)
To: HappyThanksgiving FreeRepublic
You know why they don't have a job or a place to live you idgit. Because of rent control, minimum wage, workers comp., and all the other obstacles that you liberal jerks have thrown at em. You are the pox on our nation.
Their misery is your doing.
18
posted on
11/24/2003 8:06:57 AM PST
by
avg_freeper
(Gunga galunga. Gunga, gunga galunga)
To: Lead Moderator
I got a name, and I got a number, I'm coming after you...I'll bet you mods have that playing on your headphones 24/7. ;^)
19
posted on
11/24/2003 8:09:49 AM PST
by
headsonpikes
(Spirit of '76 bttt!)
To: Lead Moderator
VERY Good! Bravo!
20
posted on
11/24/2003 8:27:42 AM PST
by
Frank_Discussion
(May the wings of Liberty never lose a feather!)
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