Posted on 05/16/2007 6:00:25 PM PDT by HAL9000
Crazy Train by Ozzy Osbourne
Miss Murder by AFI
I Wanna Talk About Me by Toby Keith
Cold Hearted Snake by Paula Abdul
Golddigger by Kanye West
Homewrecker by Gretchen Wilson
Toxic by Britney Spears
Gimme Three Steps by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Why did “Fat Bottomed Girls” by Queen, immediately come to mind?
You got to check out this thread!
The Whore of Babylon by Saviour Machine
Now that’s just scary....
“Go away, little girl.” Can’t remember the group, it’s a song from the 1960’s and we’d tease my sister mercilessly with it.
I should probably feel guilty for thinking of Bloodrocks DOA.
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
“Who let the dogs out?”
MuskRAT Love
“Cold AS Ice”
“Don’t mess around with Jim [Robinson]”
ARTIST: Jim Croce
TITLE: You Don’t Mess Around With Jim
Lyrics and Chords
Uptown got its hustlers
Bowery got its bums
And 42nd street got big Jim Walker
He’s a pool shootin’ son of a gun
Ya, he’s big and dumb as a man can come
But stronger than a country hoss
And when the bad folks all get together at night
You know they all call big Jim boss, just because, and they say
/ G7 - / / / / C7 - / / D7 C7 / D7 C7 GC G /
{Refrain}
You don’t tug on Superman’s cape
You don’t spit into the wind
You don’t pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don’t mess around with Jim, da do da do...
/ C7 G / C7 G7 / C7 - / D7 GC G7C D7 - /
Well out of south Alabama come a country boy
He said, “I’m looking for a man named Jim
I am a pool shootin’ boy, my name is Willie McCoy
But down home they call me Slim
And I’m looking for the king of 42nd street
He’s driving a drop top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money, and it may sound funny
But I’ve come to get my money back,” and everybody said, Jack, don’t you know
{Refrain}
Well a hush fell over the pool room
When Jim he come boppin’ off the street
And when the cuttin’ was done
The only part that wasn’t bloody was the soles of the big man’s feet
And he was cut in ‘bout a hundred places
And he was shot in a couple more
And you better believe they sung a different kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor
{As refrain}
You don’t tug on Superman’s cape
You don’t spit into the wind
You don’t pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don’t mess around with Slim, da, do, da, do...
{Repeat}
{Spoken}
Yeah, big Jim got his hat
Find out where it’s at
And not hustling people strange to you
Even if you do got a two piece custom made pool cue
Great minds think alike, eh?
Gotta post a few:
Suffragette City - David Bowie
I Put a Spell on You - Screamin’ Jay Hawkins
I’m the Slime - Frank Zappa
Killer Queen/Fat Bottomed Girls - Queen
Don’t Mess With Bill - Marvelettes
Keep em’ coming this is fun!
They’re Coming To Take Me Away, Ha-haaa!
They’re Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-haaa!
Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I’d go berserk?
Well. . .
You left me anyhow
And then the days got worse and worse
And now you see I’ve gone
Completely out of my mind
And. . .
They’re coming to take me away, HA HA
They’re coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they’re coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I had said
That losing you would make me flip my lid
Right. . .
You know you laughed, I heard you laugh
You laughed, you laughed and laughed
And then you left
But now you know I’m utterly mad!
And. . .
They’re coming to take me away, HA HA
They’re coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you pay me back
For all my kind, unselfish loving deeds?!!
Hah. . .
Well you just wait
They’ll find you yet
And when they do they’ll
Put you in the ASPCA, you mangy mutt!
And. . .
They’re coming to take me away, HA HA
They’re coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they’re coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they’re coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
That one wins my vote!!!!!!!!! LOL!
“Sucks to Be You” - Prozzak
“there’s a hole in the dike”
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