Song lyric stuck in my head...

[Rani Zemirah]

Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Glory beeeeee.....

(why do you people do this to me?!?  LOL)

[Demetrius]

My daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago
Back in the U.S.A. back in the bad old days...


We're all gunna have to head straight for Paper Lace Anon!   

[Rani Zemirah]

No!!! I have self control!!! (or at least a straight jacket...)

Aaaaaahahahahaha!!!

[Demetrius]

It's over It's over It's over It's over


-Roy Orbison...


Feel better now?   

[Demetrius]

Sorry-  I can't help it-

In the heat of a summer night
In the land of the thousand dollar bills
When the town of Chicago died
And they talk about it still
When a man named Al Capone
Tried to make that town his own
And he called his gang to war
With the forces of the law

sorry                                     sorry                                sorry..........

[Welsh Wench]

I keep thinking of Mrs O'Leary's cow.....

[Rani Zemirah]

Gaaaaahhh!!!! I will get my revenge!!!

[Marietta Graziella]

OMG!  Look what I've started?!?   

It's not that it's a bad song, it's just stuck there-still!  Blah!

[wyckdblyss]

Thanks to my wonderful mother I now have 2, count em 2, Hank Williams Sr. songs stuck:

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry & Jambalaya


I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry

Hear the lonesome whiperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
Im so lonesome I could cry

Ive never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means hes lost the will to live
Im so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
Im so lonesome I could cry


Jambalaya

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
and I'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou



It would not be so bad if each song went through individually...but they are mixing together to form their own song! 

[Demetrius]

I keep thinking of Mrs O'Leary's cow.....

I keep thinking of the movie High Fidelity- Jack Black sings part of the song.

Rani- revenge may be a dessert best served cold, but you have your work cut out for you and remember, we suffer along with you...

Marietta, yes it's a wonderful song to have in your head for the past 24 hours... now stop it.

[Rani Zemirah]

WARNING!!! Insidious Material Follows!!! It will lodge in your head and stay there for days! WARNING!!!

Oh Demetrius... I have something for you!!!


Battle of New Orleans by Johnny Horton

In 1814 we took a little trip
along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
and we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.

*Chorus*
We fired our guns and the British kept on comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river and we've seen the British come
and there must have been a hunnerd of 'em beatin on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
but we stood behind our cotton bales 'n' didn't say a thing.

Chorus

We fired our guns and the British kept on comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
A down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Ol' Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
if we didn't fire our muskets 'till we looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire 'till we seed their faces well
then we opened up the squirrel guns and really gave em....
well we

Chorus

We fired our guns and the British kept on comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
they ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We fired our cannon 'till the barrel melted down
so we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs, powered his behind
and when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind.

Chorus

We fired our guns and the British kept on comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
A down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

[Tygrkat]

And now, for something completely different....

Start wearing purple wearing purple
start wearing purple, for me now
all your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

I know you since you were a twenty and I was twenty
but thought that some years from now
a purple little little lady will be perfect
for dirty old and useless clown

So yeah, start wearing purple wearing purple!
Start wearing purple for me now!
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish,
I promise, it's just a matter of time!

I know it all from Diogenis to Foucault
from Lozgechkin to Paspartu
I ja kljanus obostzav dva paltza
schto muzika poshla ot Zvukov Mu!...

Start wearing purple wearing purple!
Start wearing purple for me now!
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish,
I promise, it's just a matter of time!

So yeah, start wearing purple wearing purple!
Start wearing purple for me now!...
So why don't you start wearing purple?
Why don't you start wearing purple...
Start wearing purple for me now!

All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish,
I promise, it's just a matter of time!...

So Fio-Fio-Fioletta! Etta! Va-va-va-vaja dama ti moja!
Eh podayte name karetu, votetu, i mi poedem k ebenjam!
So yeah, start wearing purple wearing purple!
Start wearing purple for me now!
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish,
I promise, it's just a matter of time!...


"Start Wearing Purple"

        by Gogol Bordello

[Demetrius]

WARNING!!! Insidious Material Follows!!! It will lodge in your head and stay there for days! WARNING!!!

Oh Demetrius... I have something for you!!!

We fired our cannon 'till the barrel melted down
so we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs, powered his behind
and when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind.

Extreme LOL!!

Well, I don't know how to break it to you- my Dad used to play Johnny Horton all the time and it brings back great memories for me. I love the part with the alligator!

North to Alaska, we're going North the rush is on
Where big trails are winding, big nuggets they're finding...

I salute your attempt at redemption! Huzzah!

[Rani Zemirah]

He's definitely one of my favorites, also!  LOL  In fact, I almost posted North, To Alaska...

So what does it say about me that I know all the words to all his songs?!? 

[Seryn]

Zydrate comes in a little glass vial
A little glass vial?
A little glass vial
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like battery.
And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off, it sparks and you're ready for surgery.