People will hit me, but.....
Monday, November 11, 2002 by Jafo | Discussion: WinCustomize Talk
What ya listenin' to at the moment?
Me?...a great bit of serious guitar work called 'Yo Momma', from Frank Zappa [Sheik Yerbootie]....my kinda music, and something even Hendrix would have been proud of....
Me?...a great bit of serious guitar work called 'Yo Momma', from Frank Zappa [Sheik Yerbootie]....my kinda music, and something even Hendrix would have been proud of....
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Weaksid
Reply #3164 Monday, October 27, 2003 8:32 AM
Reply #3164 Monday, October 27, 2003 8:32 AM
Weird Al - "Something Weird in the Fridge Today"
Sugaree
Reply #3165 Friday, November 7, 2003 10:08 PM
Reply #3165 Friday, November 7, 2003 10:08 PM
Grateful Dead ~ Jackstraw
We can share the women
We can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours
'Cause we done shared all of mine
Keep a rolling
Just a mile to go
Keep on rolling, my old buddy
You're moving much too slow
I just jumped the watchman
Right outside the fence
Took his ring, four bucks in change
Now ain't that heaven sent?
Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used to play for silver
Now we play for life
One's for sport and one's for blood
At the point of a knife
Now the die is shaken
Now the die must fall
There ain't a winner in this game
Who don't go home with all
Not with all...
Leaving Texas
Fourth day of July
Sun so hot, clouds so low
The eagles filled the sky
Catch the Detroit Lightning
Out of Santa Fe
Great Northern out of Cheyenne
From sea to shining sea
Gotta get to Tulsa
First train we can ride
Got to settle one old score
And one small point of pride...
Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon
Keep him from the sun
Ain't no bed will give us rest, man,
You keep us on the run
Jack Straw from Wichita
Cut his buddy down
Dug for him a shallow grave
And layed his body down
Half a mile from Tucson
By the morning light
One man gone and another to go
My old buddy you're moving much too slow
We can share the women
we can share the wine...
We can share the women
We can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours
'Cause we done shared all of mine
Keep a rolling
Just a mile to go
Keep on rolling, my old buddy
You're moving much too slow
I just jumped the watchman
Right outside the fence
Took his ring, four bucks in change
Now ain't that heaven sent?
Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used to play for silver
Now we play for life
One's for sport and one's for blood
At the point of a knife
Now the die is shaken
Now the die must fall
There ain't a winner in this game
Who don't go home with all
Not with all...
Leaving Texas
Fourth day of July
Sun so hot, clouds so low
The eagles filled the sky
Catch the Detroit Lightning
Out of Santa Fe
Great Northern out of Cheyenne
From sea to shining sea
Gotta get to Tulsa
First train we can ride
Got to settle one old score
And one small point of pride...
Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon
Keep him from the sun
Ain't no bed will give us rest, man,
You keep us on the run
Jack Straw from Wichita
Cut his buddy down
Dug for him a shallow grave
And layed his body down
Half a mile from Tucson
By the morning light
One man gone and another to go
My old buddy you're moving much too slow
We can share the women
we can share the wine...
Tiggz
Reply #3169 Saturday, November 8, 2003 10:33 AM
Reply #3169 Saturday, November 8, 2003 10:33 AM
Bob Dylan - Blonde on Blonde - Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again
_footsie_
Reply #3170 Saturday, November 8, 2003 11:05 AM
Reply #3170 Saturday, November 8, 2003 11:05 AM
Listening to Double Rock KLT...a local radio station...lotsa different new and classic rock...good DJs too...kinda nutty tho 
"You could be my someone
You could be my sea
You know that I will save you
from all of the unclean"....
"You could be my someone
You could be my sea
You know that I will save you
from all of the unclean"....
Sugaree
Reply #3171 Sunday, November 9, 2003 9:10 PM
Reply #3171 Sunday, November 9, 2003 9:10 PM
Extreme
~Hole Hearted~
Life's ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace I've yet to find
Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I'm not blind why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can't be filled with the things I do
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
This heart of stone is where I hide
These feet of clay kept warm inside
Day by day less satisfied
Not fade away before I die
Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I'm not blind why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can't be filled with the things I do
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
Should have known from the start
I'd fall short with the things I do
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
~Hole Hearted~
Life's ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace I've yet to find
Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I'm not blind why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can't be filled with the things I do
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
This heart of stone is where I hide
These feet of clay kept warm inside
Day by day less satisfied
Not fade away before I die
Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I'm not blind why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can't be filled with the things I do
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
Should have known from the start
I'd fall short with the things I do
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Weaksid
Reply #3177 Saturday, November 15, 2003 3:56 PM
Reply #3177 Saturday, November 15, 2003 3:56 PM
East West - "Song X"
Wait next song
Fanmail - "Superfan"
Wait next song
Fanmail - "Superfan"
Sugaree
Reply #3180 Wednesday, November 19, 2003 8:55 PM
Reply #3180 Wednesday, November 19, 2003 8:55 PM
ooo love that song!
gotta sing-it
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face,
And stars fill my dreams.
I'm a traveller of both time and space,
To be where I have been.
To sit with elders of a gentle race,
This world has seldom seen.
They talk of days for which they sit and wait,
All will be revealed.
Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace,
Sounds caress my ear.
And not a word I heard could I relate,
The story was quite clear.
Ooh baby I've been blind,
Oh yeah mama in your denying.
Ooh yes I been blind,
Mama, ain't no denying.
All I see turns to brown,
As the sun burns the ground.
And my eyes fill with sand,
As I scan this wasted land.
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.
Oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace,
Like sorts inside a dream,
Leave the path the led me to that place,
Yellow desert stream.
Like Shangri-la beneath the summer moon,
I will return again,
As the dust that floats finds you,
Will move and search Kashmir.
Oh father of the four winds fill my sails,
Cross the sea of years.
With no provision but an open face,
Along the straits of fear.
Oh when I walk, when I'm on my way,
When I see, when I see the way to stay.
But I'm down.
But I'm down, so down.
Ooh my baby,
Ooh my baby,
Let me take you there.
gotta sing-it
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face,
And stars fill my dreams.
I'm a traveller of both time and space,
To be where I have been.
To sit with elders of a gentle race,
This world has seldom seen.
They talk of days for which they sit and wait,
All will be revealed.
Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace,
Sounds caress my ear.
And not a word I heard could I relate,
The story was quite clear.
Ooh baby I've been blind,
Oh yeah mama in your denying.
Ooh yes I been blind,
Mama, ain't no denying.
All I see turns to brown,
As the sun burns the ground.
And my eyes fill with sand,
As I scan this wasted land.
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.
Oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace,
Like sorts inside a dream,
Leave the path the led me to that place,
Yellow desert stream.
Like Shangri-la beneath the summer moon,
I will return again,
As the dust that floats finds you,
Will move and search Kashmir.
Oh father of the four winds fill my sails,
Cross the sea of years.
With no provision but an open face,
Along the straits of fear.
Oh when I walk, when I'm on my way,
When I see, when I see the way to stay.
But I'm down.
But I'm down, so down.
Ooh my baby,
Ooh my baby,
Let me take you there.
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Reply #3161 Sunday, October 26, 2003 6:41 AM