Favorite Alive Songs.Alive,living etc.Title or lyrics.Tell us your Favorites.Freeper Canteen 6~1~12

[fatima]

~Favorite Alive Song's ~





Stevie Wonder - Living for the City

A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong moving in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!
His father works some days for fourteen hours
And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny
Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah!
His sister's black but she is sho'nuff pretty
Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy
To walk to school she's got to get up early
Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum
Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
Living just enough...
For the city... ooh, ooh
(Repeat several times)
His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried to vote but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
yeah, yeah, yeah!
I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
This place is cruel no where could be much colder
If we don't change the world will soon be over
Living just enough, stop giving just enough for the city!!!!
La, La, La, La, La, La,
Da Ba Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da
(Repeat to end)





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Bon Jovi - Wanted Dead Or Alive

Lyrics to Wanted Dead Or Alive : [recorded instrumentally by john petrucci for a student, before ] [images and words was released. chris collins, one of dream ] [theater's earliest vocalists got a hold of the tape and decided ] [to add some vocals of his own to the background music. ] [lines in {} are the "extra" lyrics. ] - jon bon jovi and richie sambora (bon jovi - from the album "slippery when wet")

It's all the same, only the names will change Everyday it seems we're wasted away Another place where the faces are so cold I drive all night Just to {...a wise ass} get back home

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse i ride {i ride} {uh, wanted} i'm wanted {yah! dead or alive} dead or alive Wanted dead or alive {yah! this song sucks}

{...man this has got to be boring} Sometimes i sleep {uh oh, here we go again}, Sometimes it's not {man, give it a rest} for days And people {you suck} i meet always go their separate ways Sometimes i tell the day By the bottle that you drink And times when you're alone {i told ya you suck} all you do is think

Cause i'm a cowboy {no you're a dick}, On a steel horse i ride {bah} I'm wanted {yah!} dead or alive Wanted {wanted} dead or alive

{...uh check out that, check out that that...} {check out this... }

Cause i'm a cowboy, On a steel horse i ride {yeah ride this you faggot} I'm wanted dead or alive {yeah, gimme a gun i'll fuckin shoot you}

Well i walk the streets {what are you a prostitute?}, A loaded six string on my back {yeah i bet you got something else on your back} I play for keeps {yah!}, 'cause i might not make it back {make it back} I been everywhere {everywhere}, Still i'm standing tall {standing tall, yeah yeah} I've seen a million faces And i've rocked them all {yeah i'll fuckin rock you, you dick}

I'm a cowboy {...a cowboy}, on a steel horse i ride {...i'll steel horse your lucky faggot} I'm wanted {wanted} dead or alive {dead or alive} Cause i'm a cowboy {cowboy}, I got the night on my side {night on my side} I'm wanted {wanted} dead or alive, and all right {yeah!} Dead or alive Still i try {don't try me man} Dead or alive {alive} Dead or alive {john man give me a gun} dead or alive Dead or alive, yeah {yeah}

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[Fiji Hill]

Living Thing--The Electric Light Orchestra, 1976

Could the US-Soviet arms control agreement known as SALT I be the "living thing" that is the song's subject?

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, Taz...((HUGS))...how does your garden grow?

[Revolting cat!]

Living Doll - Cliff Richard

[Fiji Hill]

This is my favorite version of the song originally popularized by the Band. However, the lyrics are totally different--the tune is a ballad about a man who dies from a drug overdose.

Am Tag als Conny Kramer Starb (The Day Conny Kramer Died)--Juliana Werding, 1972

[Michael.SF.]

Thanks for the ping! How about this one:

When will I learn to Live in God- Van Morrisson (Avalon Sunset)

[luvie]

Daniel Patrick Mitchell!

[Revolting cat!]

Living Doll - Cliff Richard & the Shadows (lots of bad videos out there, this is a better one.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1qWdmKTG2w

[HiTech RedNeck]

He Lives (He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today)

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, Mayor, and thank you for today’s sustenance for body and soul. ((HUGS))

[ConorMacNessa]

Good evening, Kathy!

*HUGS*

A good day at work, thanks. PT was rough last night - had to knock off early to go up to Baltimore and pick my son Daniel up from his Senior Trip. They spent the day at Hershey Park in Pennsylvania.

I need to find a better chair at the office - by the end of the day, my back is in pretty bad shape.

I don't expect to be able to visit the Canteen tomorrow night until late, if at all. My son's graduation is from 5:00 to 7:00 in Baltimore - followed by a reception - not sure what time we'll be getting home.



Nos genuflectitur ad non princeps sed Princeps Pacem!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[Terry Mross]

What does the “5” mean?

[Kathy in Alaska]

You were the 5th new poster...we always “award” the first few posters with a medal or a ribbon or something for their “accomplishment”. LOL!

[Fiji Hill]

I like the 1963 version of Molly Malone:

‘Twas in old Atlanta, where Pop was a cantor,
Our picket lines clashed, and I met my true love.
My avid insistence met massive resistance, crying:
“Rockets and missiles!. Alive, alive, oh!
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh!
Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

She was a bomb banner who walked from Savannah
And there, I first set eyes on Molly Malone.
She called me a blackguard and carried a placard, crying:
“Rockets and missiles!. Alive, alive, oh!
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh!
Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

I am a warmonger, an old-time witch hunter
And so was my father, the cantor before.
She abused us and cursed us America-firsters, crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

She waved the red banner, cried, “hands off Havana!”
Mine reached not for Cuba, but only for her.
She sneered, “you’re so noble. Go free Morton Sobell,”crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

I called her a traitor, this small red tomater
But this old redbaiter was singing the blues.
She said, “fascist, you act
Like you’re scabbing for HUAC,” crying
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!”

I followed my kitten downtown to a sit-in
‘Twas at the lunch counter I first saw her smile.
Red herring I bought her. She toasted Goldwater, crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!”

I sprung for a sandwich. She offered her hand, which
Had clutched tight her placard a moment ago.
So I didn’t tarry. I pinned her with Barry, crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

To carefully nurture this budding John Bircher,
I weaned her on Meyer, Sokolsky, and Schlamm.
She now goes on sorties and stages card parties, crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!”

Now, who could have known, Miss Molly Malone
Is now Mrs. Clyde Lipschitz of Jackson Heights, Queens.
When there’s nothing else doin’, she pickets the UN, crying:
“Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

Now here is the moral: Young girls, if you quarrel
With Birchers and YAFers, you’ll wind up in Queens.
May every peace marcher find similar torture, crying:
Rockets and missiles!. Alive, alive, oh!
Alive, alive, oh, alive, alive, oh!
Rockets and missiles! Alive, alive, oh!

[ConorMacNessa]

Thanks again, Luv! I thought it was a double post at first. We're very proud of him and what he has accomplished. It seems like only yesterday that Mrs. MacNessa and I were in the Delivery Room with him. Amazing how time accelerates once you get past your callow youth. :)



Nos genuflectitur ad non princeps sed Princeps Pacem!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, unique, for the woohoo.

fatima.....#50!!
gitmo.....#100!!
Mac.....#150!!

[luvie]

They grow up amazingly fast....and then they’re gone out on their own.

Thank God they do keep in touch...more or less! LOL!

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS!

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Must retire – the 0500 Reveille approaches relentlessly – the bugler already mounts the parapet. Will chat with you all on the morrow.

Good night, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America!

Godspeed our Troops around the Globe – especially those in harm’s way – by virtue of their service and sacrifice we continue to live in Freedom!

Nos genuflectitur ad non princeps sed Princeps Pacem!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ZirconEncrustedTweezers]

Jethro Tull - Life Is A Long Song

Dream Theater - Beyond This Life

Social Distortion - Story Of My Life

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, AZ, and thanks for the red, white, and blue tribute.

Was your commute nice and quiet? No piggies or bunnies?

Hope your work day went well. *HUGS*

[Kathy in Alaska]

Congratulations, Dan Mitchell, on your graduation from high school!