Those guys are a riot. I love Business Time. I'd post it but it's not Wednesday...
I miss the show!
Our neighbor is a sometimes rather obnoxious fellow...always talking loudly on his phone in French...like at 2am, or on the elevator, or walking down the hall. Every time we hear him, we start singing Foux de Fafa.
hedonist
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Woke up early this morning in tears from my back hurting. Got up, sweetie passed me a fresh bowl and we spent some quiet time watching George (one of our feline blessings) entertain himself. How he still doesn't grasp that the tail he chases is attached to him, I'll never get. Silly boy.
No more
The crap rolls out your mouth again
Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don't you worry about yourself instead?
Who are you? Where ya been? Where ya from?
Gossip burning on the tip of your tongue
You lie so much you believe yourself
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself
Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are
You know not
Before you judge me, take a look at you
Can't you find something better to do?
Point the finger, slow to understand
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand
It's not who you are, it's who you know
Others' lives are the basis of your own
Burn your bridges and build them back with wealth
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself
Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are
You know not
Who the hell are you?
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*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
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hedonist
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Ha! Reminds me of Tool's The Pot (and to your question, very likely yes - said the potential hypocrite )
Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been outta your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead
Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass so
Don't go tossin' your stones around
You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been
Foot in mouth and head up ass-hole
Whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out, boy
You must have been so high
You must have been so high
Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been high high
You must have been high high
Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eye balls deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite
Liar, lawyer; mirror show me, what's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been...
So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind
Weepin' shades of indigo
Trapped without a reason
Weepin' shades of indigo
Liar, lawyer; mirror for ya', what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been
High
High
High
High
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters
Ganja Please
You must have been out your mind
I've walked down high streets
looking through windows.
I've been lost in crowds of strangers.
Searched record shops and cosmetic aisles,
phone books, want ads, bus stops and libraries.
Newspaper headlines, mannequin faces,
television stations, billboard advertisements.
Your voice echoes in the back of my mind.
I see your face when I close my eyes.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment,
open minds closed up with cynicism.
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
Come on and ache with me.
Through bar rooms, cafés,
jail cells and court rooms.
Theaters, restaurants,
graveyards and churches.
I've spent every dollar that I've ever earned.
I'll bleed my heart out, I'll give every word.
I've asked preachers, doctors and lawyers,
socialites, pariahs, mothers and fathers.
You may not find all that you're after,
in the end I hope it doesn't matter.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment,
open minds closed up with cynicism.
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
Ha! Reminds me of Tool's The Pot (and to your question, very likely yes - said the potential hypocrite )
Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been outta your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead
Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass so
Don't go tossin' your stones around
You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been
Foot in mouth and head up ass-hole
Whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out, boy
You must have been so high
You must have been so high
Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been high high
You must have been high high
Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eye balls deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite
Liar, lawyer; mirror show me, what's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been...
So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind
Weepin' shades of indigo
Trapped without a reason
Weepin' shades of indigo
Liar, lawyer; mirror for ya', what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been
High
High
High
High
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters
Ganja Please
You must have been out your mind
Thats pretty funny. I hate Tool. However, I had a dream a few nights back. I went to go see EV and hopped up to a few empty seats to get closer to the stage and he waved his finger at me. Im like wtf? They are EMPTY!!!! I moved back, I was polite.
Gotta say it took me awhile to warm up to the Kid, but once I did...I did. I think he's more talented (and intelligent) than people give him credit for, plus I respect all he's done for our folks serving.
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One of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands.
I only wish Neil were more excited
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QUWkFeG ... re=related
What Do All the People Know
Those guys are a riot.
Now I'm in a Cat Stevens mood.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--fuvnWrZ8Q
Our neighbor is a sometimes rather obnoxious fellow...always talking loudly on his phone in French...like at 2am, or on the elevator, or walking down the hall. Every time we hear him, we start singing Foux de Fafa.
"ahhhahhh...Camembert...Jacques Cousteau...une baguette!"
Thats a funny story.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neorgWi0 ... re=related
Everybody is Weird But Me
Changes come
Keep your dignity
Take the high road
Take it like a man
This is one of a couple of songs tied to Danny's mom, both before and after she died - lessons she taught him, both intentionally and not.
Beautiful message, I do believe.
Something lighthearted.
Not sure I their last album is forgivable -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjkMh0tKCZo
Then, music. Perfect Sunday morning music.
How it's needed.
How it soothes.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VdXXgppVU4c
Shannon makes me want to wrap him warm and tight in a blanket and give him a big bowl of tomato soup.
...and write my words on the face of today.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7alzhFM ... re=related
Awhile back, I read that Jimi didn't like his singing voice.
pffffft.
I can't conceive of how this man's mind worked...but I'm so thankful for it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOaXTg3nAuY
thats how I feel about these convos today... Jerry is starting to sound like Beck in this song.
Tonight, I'm in this place.
(it's a good one, too)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6G7MkBMVxE
I took a Beatles walking tour in London in the late 90s - saw that rooftop and actually swooned
I love this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGGlENF7dto
Holier Than Thou
No more
The crap rolls out your mouth again
Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don't you worry about yourself instead?
Who are you? Where ya been? Where ya from?
Gossip burning on the tip of your tongue
You lie so much you believe yourself
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself
Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are
You know not
Before you judge me, take a look at you
Can't you find something better to do?
Point the finger, slow to understand
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand
It's not who you are, it's who you know
Others' lives are the basis of your own
Burn your bridges and build them back with wealth
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself
Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are
You know not
Who the hell are you?
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been outta your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead
Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass so
Don't go tossin' your stones around
You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been
Foot in mouth and head up ass-hole
Whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out, boy
You must have been so high
You must have been so high
Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been high high
You must have been high high
Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eye balls deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite
Liar, lawyer; mirror show me, what's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been...
So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind
Weepin' shades of indigo
Trapped without a reason
Weepin' shades of indigo
Liar, lawyer; mirror for ya', what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been
High
High
High
High
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters
Ganja Please
You must have been out your mind
looking through windows.
I've been lost in crowds of strangers.
Searched record shops and cosmetic aisles,
phone books, want ads, bus stops and libraries.
Newspaper headlines, mannequin faces,
television stations, billboard advertisements.
Your voice echoes in the back of my mind.
I see your face when I close my eyes.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment,
open minds closed up with cynicism.
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
Come on and ache with me.
Through bar rooms, cafés,
jail cells and court rooms.
Theaters, restaurants,
graveyards and churches.
I've spent every dollar that I've ever earned.
I'll bleed my heart out, I'll give every word.
I've asked preachers, doctors and lawyers,
socialites, pariahs, mothers and fathers.
You may not find all that you're after,
in the end I hope it doesn't matter.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment,
open minds closed up with cynicism.
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
I've got no judgement for you.
Come on and ache with me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQsDRe2JILk
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNwMqUh5FTY
This is how I feel about politics today.
you have to know ho to deal with things here first..before you are taking anymore steps forward
Too bad you hate Tool; lots of good - nay, amazing - stuff there. Lyrically, musically, all-around.
Just pry open that third eye
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMLAOkvDfG4
Gotta say it took me awhile to warm up to the Kid, but once I did...I did. I think he's more talented (and intelligent) than people give him credit for, plus I respect all he's done for our folks serving.
Fuckin Ray!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRUjr8EVgBg
(beware, I'm in some kind of mood
Beauty, all around!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNymGv5MktY