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captain_philBut First... For those who want to go beyond Chuck Norris, and Vin Diesel, I give you.. The Steve Guttenberg Random Fact Generator
Michael Jackson Imposter Crashes charity fund raiser
I'd order from this
Work yesterday was pretty routine, survived the morning meeting, swapped out a reciever, worked on the beacons on my truck, chased down some reverse problems and headed home. Came home and flipped on Spike TV in time to see
, only there were about three herding sheep in a pen. Then it was off to guitar class to learn part 2 of Red Wing, and also the chords for next weeks song "Russian Lullabye", by Garcia/Grissman. Robin said it took him a couple of years to learn the song, so I should be afraid, very afraid...
Something was outside last night and Rocky went berzerk barking at it. Scared the crap outta me. I went back to bed after my heartbeat slowed down. I looked outside and didn't see anything, musta been a wild beast of the night. He won't bark when there's a pizza guy at the door, but at 11:30 if something goes through outside look out world.
now for
Hell in a Bucket
Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her
Seemed like the least I could do.
Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think I am dressed up quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
And your chain, your black whip and pets.
Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the infamous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovation
And the scene that it seems to create.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall
There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave
Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll crawl.
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.
And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know you wake up here only
When the snakes come marching in.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride.
At least I'll enjoy the ride.
AT LEAST I'LL ENJOY THE RIDE.
and here's a bonus from the
Say you want to be a rolling stone
Get your sail out in the wind
Get out on the highway and let 'er roll on
Roll on back to someplace you ain't never been
Hey, hey
When I was younger I was hard to hold
Seem like I was always goin'
Which ever way the wind would blow
Now that travelin' spirit calls me again
Callin' me back to where it all begins
Moon rise and sun go down
Turn my whole world around
Little star up in the sky
Tell my sweet baby please don't cry
Please don't cry
(SOLO)
Moon rise and sun go down
Turn my whole world around
Little star up in the sky
Tell my sweet baby please don't cry
Please don't cry
Travel out across the burnin' sand
Cross the ocean to some distant land
We'll reach the end we'll all be singin'
and we'll all be friends
Back where it all begins
Back where it all begins
on the agenda for the weekend is the usual domestic stuff, learning the rest of Red Wing, working on the chords for "Russian Lullabye", brewing some beer so it will be ready for St. Patrick's Day, some Civ IV, possibly firing up the chocolate fountain, and who knows what else I'll get into.
Right now I'm listening to a Craig Fuller Era Little Feat show, I really miss his vocals with the band. Great Version of "Fat Man in the Bathtub"
That's about all for this morning, time to get ready for a day of fun and adventure... wheeeeeee.....
Michael Jackson Imposter Crashes charity fund raiser
I'd order from this
Work yesterday was pretty routine, survived the morning meeting, swapped out a reciever, worked on the beacons on my truck, chased down some reverse problems and headed home. Came home and flipped on Spike TV in time to see
, only there were about three herding sheep in a pen. Then it was off to guitar class to learn part 2 of Red Wing, and also the chords for next weeks song "Russian Lullabye", by Garcia/Grissman. Robin said it took him a couple of years to learn the song, so I should be afraid, very afraid...Something was outside last night and Rocky went berzerk barking at it. Scared the crap outta me. I went back to bed after my heartbeat slowed down. I looked outside and didn't see anything, musta been a wild beast of the night. He won't bark when there's a pizza guy at the door, but at 11:30 if something goes through outside look out world.
now for
Hell in a Bucket
Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her
Seemed like the least I could do.
Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think I am dressed up quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
And your chain, your black whip and pets.
Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the infamous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovation
And the scene that it seems to create.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall
There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave
Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll still crawl
Unable to dance I'll crawl.
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.
And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know you wake up here only
When the snakes come marching in.
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride.
At least I'll enjoy the ride.
AT LEAST I'LL ENJOY THE RIDE.
and here's a bonus from the
Say you want to be a rolling stone
Get your sail out in the wind
Get out on the highway and let 'er roll on
Roll on back to someplace you ain't never been
Hey, hey
When I was younger I was hard to hold
Seem like I was always goin'
Which ever way the wind would blow
Now that travelin' spirit calls me again
Callin' me back to where it all begins
Moon rise and sun go down
Turn my whole world around
Little star up in the sky
Tell my sweet baby please don't cry
Please don't cry
(SOLO)
Moon rise and sun go down
Turn my whole world around
Little star up in the sky
Tell my sweet baby please don't cry
Please don't cry
Travel out across the burnin' sand
Cross the ocean to some distant land
We'll reach the end we'll all be singin'
and we'll all be friends
Back where it all begins
Back where it all begins
on the agenda for the weekend is the usual domestic stuff, learning the rest of Red Wing, working on the chords for "Russian Lullabye", brewing some beer so it will be ready for St. Patrick's Day, some Civ IV, possibly firing up the chocolate fountain, and who knows what else I'll get into.
Right now I'm listening to a Craig Fuller Era Little Feat show, I really miss his vocals with the band. Great Version of "Fat Man in the Bathtub"
That's about all for this morning, time to get ready for a day of fun and adventure... wheeeeeee.....
