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[maryannette]

That is pretty gross.

 

[Capt Worley PE]

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle all the day

I just can't wait till Christmas time

When I can grope you in the hay (When I can roll you in the hay)

Easy come, easy go

Have a good time with lots of dough

Slippin' up high, slippin' down low

Love'm and leave'm on with the show

Listen, I like female form in minimum dress

Money to spend with a capital "S"

Get a date with the woman in red

Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed (One of me in heaven...)

He got it, I want it

They got it, I can't have it

But I want it, but it don't matter

She got it, and I can't [get | have] it

I want a mistress for Christmas

I want a mistress for Christmas

(Ooh yeah, haha yeah

I want a mistress for Christmas

Come on)

Easy come, easy go

Slippin' high, slippin' low

(Yeah, aw right)

He got it, I want it

They got it, I can't have it

I want it, don't matter

She got it, and I can't get it -

Mistress

he got it, I want it

For Christmas

They got it, and I can't have it

Mistress

But I want it, it don't matter

For Christmas

She got it, and I can't get a

Mistress for Christmas

You know what I'm talkin' about

Mistress for Christmas

You gotta send me down

you gotta send me down

Mistress for Christmas

I want the woman in red (I want a woman in the rear,)

with bow in my bed with a bottle of my beer)

Mistress for Christmas

I can hear you coming down my smoke stack

I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells

 

[cement]

TOP?

rw is the thread master!

boss just brought in a pile of smoked fish! arty-smiley-048:

 

[Flyer_PE]

"Don't get fooled again" has one of the greatest rock and roll screams in it.

We had a lot of "revolving door" management at the utility. I had the following posted at my desk for the last couple of years I was there:

Meet the new boss.

Same as the old boss.

 

[Capt Worley PE]

I am still living with your ghost

Lonely and dreaming of the west coast

I don't want to be your downtime

I don't want to be your stupid game

With my big black boots and an old suitcase

I do believe I'll find myself a new place

I don't want to be the bad guy

I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore

I just want to see some palm trees

I will try and shake away this disease

We can live beside the ocean

Leave the fire behind

Swim out past the breakers

Watch the world die

I am still dreaming of your face

Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away

I don't want to be your good time

I don't want to be your fall-back crutch anymore

I'll walk right out into a brand new day

Insane and rising in my own weird way

I don't want to be the bad guy

I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore

I just want to feel some sunshine

I just want to find some place to be alone

We can live beside the ocean

Leave the fire behind

Swim out past the breakers

Watch the world die

 

[maryannette]

I especially love the instrumental parts of that song.

Edit: ^NOT that song. "DON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN"!

 

[Ble_PE]

I think I'm going to cut out in about 20 minutes.

 

[Chucktown PE]

That is pretty gross.

A chinese seafood buffet or the blender thing?

 

[Fluvial]

Why don't you just save yourself the trouble, puree it in a blender, and place it directly in your underwear.

? underwear ?

 

[maryannette]

yes

 

[Capt Worley PE]

Mama's got a squeeze box

She wears on her chest

And when Daddy comes home

He never gets no rest

'Cause she's playing all night

And the music's all right

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night

Well the kids don't eat

And the dog can't sleep

There's no escape from the music

In the whole damn street

'Cause she's playing all night

And the music's all right

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out

Cause' she's playing all night

And the music's all right

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me

Come on and tease me like you do

I'm so in love with you

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out

'Cause she's playing all night

And the music's all right

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night

 

[Ble_PE]

^so you go commando?

 

[Chucktown PE]

? underwear ?

the garments I wear underneath my clothes

 

[Fluvial]

I dunno about y'all, but my poo goes in the toilet. Not in my underwear.

Quadrophenia is my favorite Who album.

 

[Capt Worley PE]

I've got my clipboard, text books

Lead me to the station

Yeah, I'm off to the civil war

I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots

I'm runnin' in the rain

Gonna run till my feet are raw

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation

And I'm a soldier at thirteen

Slip kid, slip kid, realization

There's no easy way to be free

No easy way to be free

It's a hard, hard world

I left my doctor's prescription bungalow behind me

I left the door ajar

I left my vacuum flask

Full of hot tea and sugar

Left the keys right in my car

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation

Only half way up the tree

Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation

I'm a soldier at sixty-three

No easy way to be free

Slip kid, slip kid

Keep away old man, you won't fool me

You and your history won't rule me

You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed

I'm not affected by your blackmail

You won't blackmail me

I've got my clipboard, text books

Lead me to the station

Yeah, I'm off to the civil war

I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots

I'm runnin' in the rain

Gonna run till my feet are raw

Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble

Slip over here and set me free

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation

You're slidin down the hill like me

No easy way to be free

No easy way to be free

No easy way to be free

 

[maryannette]

I don't go commando.

Do you?

 

[Ble_PE]

Do you?

Voodoo?

 

[Chucktown PE]

^so you go commando?

just what I was thinking

I dunno about y'all, but my poo goes in the toilet. Not in my underwear.

after eating a Chinese seafood buffet you may not make it to the toilet.

 

[Capt Worley PE]

Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun

With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done

The deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day

So he set out for Biafra to join the bloody fray

Through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war

With their fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore

For days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees

They killed to earn their living and to help out the Congolese

Roland the Thompson gunner...

His comrades fought beside him - Van Owen and the rest

But of all the Thompson gunners, Roland was the best

So the CIA decided they wanted Roland dead

That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head

Roland the headless Thompson gunner

Norway's bravest son

Time, time, time

For another peaceful war

But time stands still for Roland

'Til he evens up the score

They can still see his headless body stalking through the night

In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun

In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun

Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him in

He found him in Mombassa in a barroom drinking gin

Roland aimed his Thompson gun - he didn't say a word

But he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg

Roland the headless Thompson gunner...

The eternal Thompson gunner

still wandering through the night

Now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight

In Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley

Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun and bought it

 

[Chucktown PE]

I don't go commando.
Do you?

Nope