History Never Repeats
Split Enz
History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
Don't say the words you might regret
I lost before, you know I can't forget

There was a girl I used to know
She dealt my love a savage blow
I was so young, too blind to see
But anyway that's history

I say history never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
Don't say the words you might regret
I lost before, you know I can't forget

You say I always play the fool
I can't go on if that's the rule
Better to jump than hesitate
I need a change and I can't wait

History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
And there's a light shining in the dark
Leading me on towards a change of heart, ah

History never repeats
History never repeats

Deep in the night it's all so clear
I lie awake with great ideas
Lurking about in no-man's land
I think at last I understand

History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
And there's a light shining in the dark
Leading me on towards a change of heart, ah

Never repeats
Never repeats
Never repeats
Hey hey
Hey
Never repeats
Written by: Neil Finn
Album: History Never Repeats: The Best Of Split Enz
Released: 1987
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A Flag of Our Own
John Williamson
Ned Kelly came 'round to see me today
I guess I was dreaming, oh-oh-oh-oh
Dumbfounded, I couldn't think what to say
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I beckoned him in, but he shook his head
He said, "I'm a bit grubby and a bit poorly bred
I'd rather we yarned out the back in the shed
I can leave m' boots on that way"

Well, he took a stiff whisky and laid down his gun
He said, "I won't keep you long, 'cause I've got to run
Got to ride to the mountains before night is done"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

He said, "Word's got around 'bout the music you play
You truly believe in the fair dinkum way
That the bush must remain for our spirit to stay
And we must have a flag of our own"

He said, "I learned long ago when I was still young
Like the lizard that spits and sticks out his tongue
Oh, the way to get shot is to carry a gun"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

"There's a new world order", the leaders all shout
And everyone's frantic they're gonna miss out
And the red, white and blues are still marching about
Oh, we must have a flag of our own

'Cause this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own

Yeah, this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own
Written by: John Williamson
Album: Waratah St
Released: 2013
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I am a technological deadshit.

A lot of gratitude for you. Thankyou.

Bob Dylan

Stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.

Have tried twice to post lyrics and link, the site won’t allow it.

Good song

Bed of Nails
Ross Wilson
BED OF NAILS (R.Wilson / E.O'Brien / J.Pullicino)

When I started out along the road
I put a young man's shoulder to the wheel
Now I've gotten older with the load
I recognize the hand that makes the deal

Lay down in a bed of roses
Woke up lying on a bed of nails
It's the oldest of tales
Lose the wind from your sails
You lay down in a bed of roses
And wake up lying on a bed of nails

You sign your name, you pay the price
Never see the poison in the pen
They mark the cards and load the dice
You never see which way the game will end

Lay down in a bed of roses
Woke up lying on a bed of nails
It's the oldest of tales
Lose the wind from your sails
You lay down in a bed of roses
And wake up lying on a bed of nails

Copyright for the world 1986
Ross Wilson / Mushroom Music Publishing
Eris O'Brien / AMCOS
& John Pullicino / AMCOS
Written by: Ross Andrew Wilson, Eris Edward O'brien, John Joseph Pullicino
Album: Tributary
Released: 2008
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Lights On The Hill
Slim Dusty
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-yeah

It's a long straight road and the engine is deep
I can't help thinkin' of a good night's sleep
And the long, long roads of my life are a-callin' me

These rough old hands are a-glued to the wheel
My eyes full of sand from the way they feel
And the lights comin' over the hill are a-blindin' me

It's a long tough haul from a-way down south
A man's gotta find a little bread for his mouth
And a home for a girl as sweet as my honey can be

So it's down through the gears, she's a-startin' to pull
The gauge on the tank is a-showin' they're full
And the lights comin' over the hill are a-blindin' me

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin'
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beatin' in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happenin' to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
Hey

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin'
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beatin' in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happenin' to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
Written by: Joy Mckean
Album: No. 50 - The Golden Anniversary Album
Released: 2006
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Nobody Told Me
John Lennon
Three, four

Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs

Always something happenin' and nothing goin' on
There's always something cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, strange days indeed

Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move
Everyone's a winner and nothing left to lose
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu

Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound
There's a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar, mama

Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's a UFO over New York and I ain't too surprised

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar, mama, roll
Written by: John Winston Lennon
Album: Milk and Honey
Released: 1984
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Across The Wide Missouri
The Kingston Trio
My lady love, she stands a-waitin'
Far across the wide Missouri
On the banks, I hear her callin' to me

A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri

For seven years, I've been a-roamin'
Seven years I left the valley
Now I live just for my true love to see

A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri

I'm pushin' on when dawn's a-breakin'
Goin' 'cross the wide Missouri
Where my love, she stands a-waitin' for me

A-roll (a-rollaree), a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll (a-rollaree), a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
Written by: Ervin Drake, Jimmy Shirl
Album: Here We Go Again
Released: 1959
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Oh Yoko
John Lennon
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

In the middle of a bath
In the middle of a bath I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

My love
Will
Turn
You on

In the middle of a shave
In the middle of a shave I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

In the middle of a dream
In the middle of a dream I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

My love
Will
Turn
You on (alright)

(Right)

In the middle of a cloud
In the middle of a cloud I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
Written by: John Winston Lennon
Album: Rushmore
Released: 2011
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What do you call a deer with no eyes : no idea
What do you call a deer with no eyes and no legs : still no idea

In the Garden
Van Morrison
The fields are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin'
Standin' in the garden
In the garden wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eyes in sorrow
Yeah, we watched the petals fall down to the ground
Yet, when I sat beside you, I felt the great sadness that day
In the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul and you did open
That day you came back to the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowin' against your face, alright
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you sat beside your father and your mother
In the garden

The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet, you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

And you went into a trance, your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells within the church, we loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth, of eternal summers in the garden
Alright

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ within our hearts
In the garden

And I turned to you and I said
"No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father in the garden"

Listen, no guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden wet with rain

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
In thar garden, in the garden wet with rain

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
In the garden
Written by: Van Morrison
Album: No Guru, No Method, No Teacher
Released: 1986
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Paradise
John Prine
When I was a child, my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away
Written by: Tanyayette Charlaiss Willoughby, Davide Romani, Mauro Malavasi
Album: John Prine
Released: 1971
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A memory of my youth

Right

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Running on Faith
Eric Clapton
Lately I've been running on faith
What else can a poor boy do?
But my world will be right
When love comes over you

Lately I've been talking in my sleep
Can't imagine what I'd have to say
Except my world will be right
When love comes back your way

I've always been
One to take each and every day
Seems like by now
I'd find a love who'd care just for me

And we go running on faith
All of our dreams will come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you

Well, I've always been
One to take each and every day
Seems like by now
I'd find a love who cares just for me

Then we'd go running on faith
All of our dreams would come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you,
Yes it would

When love comes over you
Said when love comes over you
Love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
Love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
I said when love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
(Love comes over you)
Love comes over you

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Stuff You Gotta Watch
Muddy Waters
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch because your girl is a liar.

You know, the girl you love stays out all night long,
Yeah, the girl you love, she stays out all night long.
That's the stuff you gotta watch because your girl's treatin' you wrong.

I need my hat, go get my coat,
Uncle Zak found out baby you don't want it anymore.
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

You know the girl's no good but don't you make no change.
Oh, the girl's no good but don't you make no change.
That's the stuff you gotta watch 'cause you're justified all the same.

She spends your dough, she drinks your gin
And if she rode round the corner then she's ready to go within.
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.
Yeah, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

I like the driving rhythm of that song

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Power And The Passion
Midnight Oil
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backward, once in a while
Moving ahead, falling behind
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true
Nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do

You take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored
At least you won't have time to be bored

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

Sunburnt faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, cos Gough was tough til he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough

Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's just enough to make you want to cry
It's just enough to make you want to cry

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get and get what you please
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

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Fashion
David Bowie
There's a brand new dance
But I don't know its name
That people from bad homes
Do again and again
It's big and it's bland
Full of tension and fear
They do it over there
But we don't do it here

Fashion, turn to the left
Fashion, turn to the right
Ooh, fashion
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Listen to me, don't listen to me
Talk to me, don't talk to me
Dance with me, don't dance with me, no
Beep-beep

There's a brand new talk
But it's not very clear (oh, bop)
That people from good homes
Are talking this year (oh, bop, fashion)
It's loud and it's tasteless
I've not heard it before (oh, bop)
You shout it while you're dancing
On the dance floor (oh, bop, fashion)

Fashion, turn to the left
Fashion, right
Fashion
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Listen to me, don't listen to me
Talk to me, don't talk to me
Dance with me, don't dance with me, no
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la la la la la la
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

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Don't Fence Me In
Roy Rogers
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standing by the sheriff's side
And when that sheriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his head and cried

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in

Thanks for that.

Call Me The Breeze
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Amazing guitar work by jimi

I like being naked and I like taking photos of myself but had no where for others to see them. I searched long and hard to find this site, so here I am.

Pink Floyd
"Have A Cigar"

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar
You're gonna go far, you're gonna fly high
You're never gonna die
You're gonna make it if you try
They're gonna love you

Well, I've always had a deep respect
And I mean that most sincerely
The band is just fantastic
That is really what I think
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train

We're just knocked out
We heard about the sell-out
You gotta get an album out
You owe it to the people
We're so happy we can hardly count

Everybody else is just green
Have you seen the chart?
It's a hell of a start
It could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train
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Ray La Montagne
Beg Steal Or Borrow
So your home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

You've been howling at the moon like a slack-jawed fool
And breaking every rule they can throw on
But one of these days, it's gonna be right soon
You'll find your legs and go and stay gone

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Well, all the friends that you knew in school
They used to be so cool, now they just bore you
Well, look at 'em now, already pulling the plow
So quick to take to grain, like some old mule

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Dreaming of the day you're gonna pack your bags
Put the miles away
Oh, just grab your girl and go where no one knows you
What will all the old folks say?

So the home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

War Pigs
Black Sabbath
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction

In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord, yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing, spreads his wings
Oh lord, yeah!
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Pink Floyd ; Breathe
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"Breathe"

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave, but don't leave me
Look around
Choose your own ground

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down
It's time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave

Respect Yourself
The Staple Singers
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If you disrespect anybody that you run into
How in the world do you think
Anybody's s'posed to respect you?

If you don't give a heck about the man
With the Bible in his hand, yo
Just get out the way
And let the gentleman do his thing

You the kind of gentleman
That want everything your way, yeah
Take the shit off your face, boy
It's a brand-new day

Respect yourself
Respect yourself

If you don't respect yourself
Ain't nobody gonna give a good cahoot (na-na-na-na, whoa, oh)
Respect yourself
Respect yourself

If you're walking 'round
Thinking that the world owes you something
'Cause you're here
You goin' out the world backwards
Like you did when you first come here, yeah

Keep talkin' 'bout the president
Won't stop evolution
Put your hand on your mouth
When you cough, that'll help the solution

Oh, you cuss around women
And you don't even know their name, no
And you dumb enough to think
That'll make you a big ol' man, yeah

Respect yourself, yeah
Respect yourself

If you don't respect yourself
Ain't nobody gonna give a good cahoot (na-na-na-na, brother)
Respect yourself
Respect yourself
Respect yourself
Respect yourself

Respect yourself
Honey, respect yourself
Respect yourself
You oughta, you oughta respect yourself

Landslide
Fleetwood Mac
I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
'Til the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too

Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too
Oh! I'm getting older too

Oh-oh, take my love, take it down
Oh-oh, climb a mountain and you turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
Oh-ohh, the landslide bring it down
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I was twenty years old hitch hiking home from the north coast of new south wale, no one would stop but a small truck did and asked where I was going. He was an older guy and I said Sydney, sorry he said I am not going that far but at my turnoff there is a fuel station where I might stand a chance of getting another lift. It sounded better than no lift at all , so I said yes please. It was about nine thirty at night and he said that he would cruise past the pubs in town as it was near closing time and he often gave a lift to females that needed it. Fine by me I said. No luck with any girls, so we began our trip. He was telling me of previous trips he had made and how the female passengers would give favours. Before long we arrived at his turning, he went a bit further and turned the truck around at the all night petrol station . Before I got out he said that telling me the stories had made him horny, I replied, me too. I said I will show you mine if you will show me yours. So we both unzipped our pants and got our cocks out. He reached over and held mine so I returned the gesture and we both started wanking each other. His cock was shorter than mine but fat and much more hairy, he started to moan and pulled out a handkerchief and shot his load onto it, he kept pulling me and I grabbed the handkerchief and cum on it too. We then parted. My favourite thing was the headlights of the oncoming traffic illuminating the truck cab, other drivers would have seen us but not known what we were doing.

Thankyou

Three Dog Night ; Joy To The World
Jeremiah was a bullfrog he was a good friend of mine, I never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine. And he always had some mighty fine wine…………

Nice words

It looks as though people got more imaginative as time passed.

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Someone Saved My Life Tonight

Elton John

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When I think of those east end lights
Muggy nights the curtains drawn
In the little room downstairs
Prima donna Lord you really should have been there
Sittin' like a princess perched in her electric chair
And it's one more beer and I don't hear you anymore
We've all gone crazy lately
My friend's out there rolling 'round the basement floor
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)

And someone saved my life tonight
Sugar bear (sugar bear...)

You almost had your hooks in me
Didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar bound hypnotized sweet freedom
Whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away
High away
Bye bye
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)

Never realized the passing hours of evening showers
Slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams
I'm strangled by your haunted social scene
Just a pawn outplayed by a dominating queen
It's four o'clock in the morning
Damn it listen to me good
I'm sleeping with myself tonight
Saved in time
Thank God my music is still alive
(aah-aah-aah-aah-aah...)

And someone saved my life tonight
Sugar bear
(sugar bear sugar bear...)
You almost had your hooks in me
Didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar bound hypnotized sweet freedom
Whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away
High away
Bye bye
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

I would have walked head on into the deep end of the river
Clinging to your stocks and bonds
Paying your H.P. demands forever
Coming in the morning with a truck to take me home
Someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
So save your strength and run the field you play alone
And someone saved my life tonight
Sugar bear
(sugar bear sugar bear)
(sugar bear...)
You almost had your hooks in me
Didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar bound
Hypnotized
Sweet freedom
Whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away
High away
Bye bye
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)
(someone saved my life tonight)
Someone saved someone saved
(someone saved my life tonight)

Written by: Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Album: Captain Fantastic (Deluxe Edition)

Released: 1975

Lyrics provided by Musixmatch

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Rain On the Scarecrow

John Mellencamp

Scarecrow on a wooden cross, blackbird in the barn
400 empty acres that used to be my farm
Grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry
There's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers' Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up, to auction off the land
He said, "John it's just my job and I hope you understand"
Hey, calling it your job ol' hoss, sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And Grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing "Take me to the Promised Land"
When you take away a man's dignity, he can't work his fields and cows

There'll be blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Well there's 97 crosses planted in the courthouse yard
And 97 families who lost 97 farms
I think about my grandpa
My neighbors and my name
Some nights I feel like dyin'
Like that scarecrow in the rain

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
Hey, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry
There's just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me so proud
Son I'm just sorry
They're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow, hey

Written by: John Mellencamp, George Green

Album: Scarecrow (Bonus Track Edition)

Released: 1985

Lyrics provided by Musixmatch

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The Boomtown Rats

The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home

And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?

(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot, ooh, the whole day down

The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
Her mother feels so shocked, father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet sixteen, ain't that peachy keen
Now it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reasons do you need, oh oh oh oh?

(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot, ooh, the whole day down
Down, down, shoot it all down

And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we be learning
And the lesson today is how to die

And then the bullhorn crackles and the captain tackles
With the problems and the hows and whys
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die, oh oh oh?

And the silicon chip inside her head get switched to overload
And nobodys going to go to school today
She is going to make them stay at home
And Daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown

(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like
I don't like
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like
I dont't like
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot, oooh, the whole day down
Oooh oooh oooh

Written by: Bob Geldof, John Peter Moylett

Album: Best of The Boomtown Rats

Released: 2004

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the weight it gains from soft

i never had any of these experiences

i would like to know !

Totally agree with you.

only registered users can see external links I lived the life of a millionaire, Spending my money, I didn't care I carried my friends out for a good time, Buying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine Then I began to fall so low, I didn't have a friend, and no place to go So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again, I'm gonna hold on to it till them eagle's grin Nobody knows you when you down and out In my pocket not one penny, And my friends I haven't any But If I ever get on my feet again, Then I'll meet my long lost friend It's mighty strange, without a doubt Nobody knows you when you down and out I mean when you down and out Mmmmm, when you're down and out, Mmmmm, not one penny And my friends I haven't any, Mmmmm, well I felt so low Nobody wants me round their door, Mmmmm, without a doubt, No man can use you wen you down and out I mean when you down and out

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