Song lyric stuck in my head...

[Rani Zemirah]

Doggy doggy where's you bone
Somebody stole it from your home
Guess who, might be you
Might be under your tennis shoe


"Who me? Have a small child?? Why ever would you think that?"

[Demetrius]

In honor of Paul Newman-
from Cool Hand Luke-

Well, I don't care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

[maelstrom0370]

I used to think this was a pretty cool love song.  Then I learned the lyrics and now I LOVE it cuz of the sarcasm!!  All that and an Anne Boleyn reference!

Oh! And a Peter Pan reference, too!

[Welsh Wench]

Ain't got no troubles in my life
No foolish dream to make me cry
I'm never frightened or worried
I know I'll always get by
I heat up
I cool down
When something gets in my way I go round it
Don't let life get me down
Gonna take life the way that I found it

They say that life is a circle
But that ain't the way that I've found it
Gonna move in a straight line
Keeping my feet firmly on the ground
I heat up
I cool down
I got words in my head so I say them
Don't let life get me down,
Catch a hold of my blues and just play them

Feel funky
Feel good
Gonna tell ya
I'm in the neighbourhood
Gonna fly like a bird  on the wing
Hold on to your hat honey,
Sing, sing, sing, sing
Heat up, cool down
I got words in my head so I say them
Don't let life get me down
Catch a hold of my blues and just play them

Ain't got no trouble in my life
No foolish dream to make me cry
I'm never frightened I'm never worried,
I know, I know I'll always get by

I got the music in me
I got the music in me
I got the music in me

I got the music
Pretty music
I got the music
In me

[Sir William Marcus]

Do you believe in heaven above
do you believe in love.
Don't tell a lie
don't be false or untrue
it all comes back to you.

Open fire on my burning heart
I've never been lucky in love.
My defences are down a
kiss or a frown
I can't sunrive on my own.

If a girl walks in
and carves her name
in my heart
I'll turn and run away.
Everyday we've all
been led astray
it's hard to be lucky in love.
It gets in your eyes
it's making you cry
Don't know what to do
don't know what to do.
You're looking for
love calling heaven
above.

Send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now.
Send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now.

Empty dreams can
only disappoint in
a room behind your
smile.
But don't give up
don't give up
you can be lucky in love.
It gets in your eyes
it's making you cry
dont know what to do
dont know what to do
looking for love
calling heaven above

Send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now.
Send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now

send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now
send me an angel
send me an angel
right now
right now.

[Lady Nicolette]

Just for fun, Demetrius, here are all the lyrics to "Plastic Jesus."  I've never forgotten them all of my life, fun to know that someone else around here remembers the song!

Well, I don't care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

cho:  Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
      Riding on the dashboard of my car
      Through all trials and tribulations,
      We will travel every nation,
      With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

I don't care if it rains or freezes
's long as I've got my Plastic Jesus
Glued to the dashboard of my car,
You can buy Him phosphorescent
Glows in the dark, He's Pink and Pleasant,
Take Him with you when you're travelling far.

I don't care if it's dark or scary,
Long as I have magnetic Mary,
Ridin' on the dashboard of my car,
I feel I'm protected amply,
I've got the whole damn Holy Family,
Riding on the dashboard of my car.

You can buy a Sweet Madonna
Dressed in rhinestones sitting on a
Pedestal of abalone shell,
Goin' ninety, I'm not wary
'Cause I've got my Virgin Mary,
Guaranteeing I won't go to Hell.

I don't care if it bumps or jostles
Long as I got the Twelve Apostles
Bolted to the dashboard of my car
Don't I have a pious mess
Such a crowd of holiness
Strung across the dashboard of my car

No, I don't care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my car,
But I think he'll have to go,
His magnet ruins my radio,
And if we have a wreck he'll leave a scar.

Riding through the thoroughfare, with his nose up in the air
A wreck may be ahead, but he don't mind
Trouble coming, he don't see, he just keeps his eyes on me
And any other thing that lies behind
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus, riding on the dashboard of my car
Though the sun shines on his back makes him peel, chip, and crack
A little patching keeps him up to par

When pedestrians try to cross I let them know whose boss
I never blow my horn or give them warning
I ride all over town, trying to run them down
And it's seldom that they live to see the morning
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus Riding on the dashboard of my car
His halo fits just right and I use it as a sight
And they'll scatter or they'll splatter near and far

When I'm in a traffic jam he don't care if I say Damn
I can let all sorts of curses roll
Plastic Jesus doesn't hear, for he has a plastic ear
The man who invented plastic saved my soul
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus riding on the dashboard of my car
Once his robe was snowy white, now it isn't quite so bright
Stained by the smoke of my cigar

God made Christ a Holy Jew
God made Him a Christian too
Paradoxes populate my car
Joseph beams with a feigned elan
From the shaggy dash of my furlined van
Famous cuckold in the master plan;

Naughty Mary, smug and smiling,
Jesus dainty and beguiling
Knee-deep in the piling of my van;
His message clear by night or day
My phosphorescent plastic Gay
Simpering from the dashboard of my van.

When I'm goin' fornicatin'
I got my ceramic Satan
Sinnin' on the dashboard of my Winnebago Motor Home
The women know I'm on the level
Thanks to the wild-eyed stoneware devil
Ridin' on the dashboard of my ...
      Sneerin' from the dashboard of my ...
      Leering from the dashboard of my van.

If I weave around at night
And the police think I'm tight,
They'll never find my bottle, though they ask;
plastic Jesus shelters me,
For His head comes off, you see--
He's hollow, and I use Him for a flask.

      Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
      Riding on the dashboard of my car:
      Ride with me and have a dram,
      Of the blood of the Lamb,
      Plastic Jesus is a holy bar.

[Demetrius]

Thanks Lady Nicolette! I didn't know the song was so long. Luke only sings the first verse, I think...

[Charlotte Rowan]

O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll fill your can
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man

[maelstrom0370]

I loves me a good Vampire flick, I does!

[Blue66669]

I loves me a good Vampire flick, I does!

*SWOONS*

OMG, I do believe you just won my fundies for the day.....


*I'm a Goth Princess at heart, and Lost Boys is our BIBLE*

[Welsh Wench]

I been thinkin' 'bout our love situation
All this attraction in the present tense
I've reached the only logical conclusion
Love ain't supposed to make sense

This ain't no thinkin' thing
Right brain, left brain
It goes a little deeper than that
It's a chemical, physical, emotional devotion
Passion that we can't hold back
There's nothin' that we need to analyze
There ain't no rhyme or reason why
Cause this ain't, this ain't no thinkin' thing

Forget mathematical equations
Self help psychology
Gray matter don't matter much darlin'
When it's gettin' down to you and me

There's nothing that we need to analyze
There ain't no rhyme or reason why
'Cause this ain't, this ain't no thinkin' thing
This ain't, no, this ain't no thinkin' thing


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8NR_9YEcLw

You gotta love that voice and that smile....

*Wenchie puts on her kick-butt boots*

[Capt Gabriela Fullpepper]

"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land

And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

Guns -F'n- Roses

[maelstrom0370]

I loves me a good Vampire flick, I does!

*SWOONS*

OMG, I do believe you just won my fundies for the day.....


*I'm a Goth Princess at heart, and Lost Boys is our BIBLE*

LOL!!  You SO owe me a new monitor now!! 
Just watched Lost Boys: The Tribe last night.  Meh, not bad.

[Lady Nicolette]

Thanks Lady Nicolette! I didn't know the song was so long. Luke only sings the first verse, I think...

I think you're correct on that.  When I was growing up in southern California, there was a great underground radio staion, KPPC.  They would play the entire song from time to time.  And I'm pretty sure that Dr. Demento would also occasionally spin the tune, but can't be sure, although I associate some other funny songs definitely with him.  He had a show on KPPC when I first heard him, so both might be correct in my mist-shrouded memory.

[Captain Jack Wolfe]

Calling Paris
Come in London
Come in New York
Hello Rio
The bad news is the world is ending
The good news is there's a party
But you better get here quick

When you feel like a written off actor on Deadwood
About to get fed to the pigs
When that preacher's bus from hell
Blastin' just cowbell
Parks itself in front of your digs

There's a place you can go called Tierra Del Feugo
Down in the Southern Hemisphere
It's kinda Troy without Helen
Past the Straits of Magellan
Things are always looking up down here

Cause there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Forget the temples in Nepal
Cancel the fete in Montreal
There's a party at the end of the world

It seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
So I'm just gonna steal from myself
If your attitude's appalling
There's a latitude that's calling
Get yourself past that continental shelf

Now the band that we hired
Is playing quite inspired
Singing Eskimos and eunuchs from Bangkok
And this location's so nice
We'll never run out of ice
'Cause Antarctica's just around the block

And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Now don't make that big mistaica
And wind up with Miss Jamaica
At the party at the end of world

Flying machines, yellow submarines
French girls in cowboy decor- "D'accord"
RSVP isn't needed you see
And they all just be screaming for more- amour, AMOUR

Now in case you hadn't heard
Things are getting quite absurd
No one really shocks us that's for sure
Roadside bombers and tsunamis
Oh god How I miss those Commies
No one really plays fair anymore

But I've spoken to the yogis
And had meetings with my roadies
Who tell me that arrangements are complete
Just below the "Roaring forties"
I am going to fly some sorties
So you best reserve that cherished window seat

To the party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do that tango twirl (tango twirl)
I don't care about "the Rapture"
When there's native girls to capture
There's a party at the end of the world

Who cares if there's no playa
We'll be rocking in Ushuaia
At the party at the end
You surely must attend
The party at the end of the world

Fins UP!