Thanking Jesus for the Rice Krispies

"You're just raping yourself"

I dug up this old photograph. Look at all the hair we had.

I'm unusual Not so typical Way too smart to be waiting around Tai chi practicing Snowboard champion I could fix the flat on your car I might even be a rock star

Some days I spend a little extra Time in the morning Just to impress you

Who said, Who said I cant be President I say I say that I know I can

"A speech is merely words, it's even worse because it rhymes..."

But I'm gonna keep your jeans
And your old black hat ('Cuz I wanna)
They look good on me
You're never gonna get them back
At least not today

i want to put my hands on your skin,
underneath the clothes that your in.

And the jailer man and Sailor Sam
Were searching ev'ryone
For the band on the run

And a bell was ringing in the village square
For the rabbits on the run

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

All the vampires walkin' through the valley

Been a long day, livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway running thru the yard

Look ugly in a photograph

She bop--he bop--a--we bop
I bop--you bop--a--they bop
Be bop--be bop--a--lu--she bop,
I hope he will understand
She bop--he bop--a--we bop
I bop--you bop--a--they bop
Be bop--be bop--a--lu--she bop,
Oo--oo--she--do--she bop--she bop

I don't wanna stop just because
People walkin' by watchin' us
I don't give a damn what they think
I want you now
I don't wanna stop just because
You feel so good inside of my love
I'm not gonna stop no no no
I want you, all I wanna say is
Any time, any place

We go deep
And we don't get no sleep
Cause we be up all night
Until the early light

Got a nice package alright
Guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me

This song came out in the mid-70's after the death of "Mama" Cass. It was made by an American comedy group (possibly Flo & Eddie, Firesign Theatre or The Credibility Gap), under the psuedonym "The Self-Righteous Brothers", not to be confused with the Australian group of the same name. Partial lyrics follow: She made her own kind of sandwich she used her own kind of bread She sat her own kind of table And now, she's her own kind of dead There's Janis and there's Otis And Ritchie Valens, he's dead too. There's Martin, John & Bobby And the late, great Lash Larue Does anyone know of this song? I haven't heard it in over 30 years.

James Brown, James Brown, James Brown, James Brown

Bill Bailey said he'd be around
If Mr G Robinson would just put
That bad Havana down.

You can drown your days in valium and brandy

I didn't tell you that the only dream is Valium for me

They're trying to hide behind Power Bars and Vollyball and Valium

Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her underarm

Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash

I know the D.O.C. make ya want to take a valium

Cuz I'm splittin' your Oreo, eatin' the cream, it's the Punanee Man

And when we're done you're gonna need a valium
To calm your nerves, after I bomb your nerves

I'm a housewife hooked on Valium

His girl took a weeks's worth of Valium and slept

Like Janet Jackson say, "I miss you much"

Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.

Come, now is the time to worship.

Celebrate Jesus, celebrate

Some might say that sunshine follows thunder

Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom doors.

He is exalted, the King is exalted on high.

Won't you come back tomorrow? Won't you come back tomorrow? Won't you come back tomorrow? Can I see you tonight?

Zooropa - Vorsprung durch Technik

Love rescue me, come forth and speak to me

One man come in the name of love, one man come and gone

Whoa whoa oh, she is the refugee, I see your face, I see you staring back at me

Like a song I hope to sing, I sing it for you

It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye, oh oh oh

Stranger, stranger in a strange land

October, and the trees are stripped bare, of all they wear, what do I care?

Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do

truthin', samin'

Ooby dooby

Ungroovy

And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity

Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains
Running away and hiding with you
I never thought they'd get me here
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But does anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?