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    Rotting Raccoon (apologies to Beatles)
    Friday August 10th 2007, 11:45 pm
    Filed under: lyrics

    Now somewhere in the middle of the road in Knoxville
    There was the dead body of a rotting raccoon
    And one day somebody’s car ran over his dead body
    Hit dead rocky, made him fly, Rocky didn’t like that
    He lay rotting in the ditch
    Mangled, bloated, stinky and forgot
    He made the women gag and the children cry…



    feelin’ emo and postin’ lyrics
    Wednesday June 13th 2007, 10:50 am
    Filed under: lyrics

    Its so easy to blow up your problems
    Its so easy to play up your breakdown
    Its so easy to fly through a window
    Its so easy to fool with the sound

    Its so tough to get up
    Its so tough
    Its so tough to live up
    Its so tough on you



    further apologies to Eric Idle
    Monday February 05th 2007, 6:34 pm
    Filed under: lyrics

    All things tween and teen
    They’re creatures growing up
    They’re taller than me now
    I can’t believe they’re mine

    The whiteheads clog up their pores
    Blackheads that should be popped
    Their skin is always oily
    Buy cleanser by the quart.

    They always want more money
    They hang out at the mall
    Growing out of all their clothes
    Stealing my sweaters

    I am a grown-up now,
    I can make my own choices–
    Why won’t you drive me somewhere?
    Is my laundry done? Why not!

    I have a date Saturday
    I’m going to my friend’s
    Always something fun to do
    No time for my homework

    Woot



    apologies to Eric Idle
    Monday February 05th 2007, 1:52 pm
    Filed under: lyrics

    The bed is warm and dry
    But it’s cold and damp outside
    The big kids ate all the good cereal
    When she’s eating her cold pop-tart
    All smiles, happy singing
    ‘Cause this’ll help others feel happy too…

    And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…

    If your socks are too itchy
    There’s something you can do
    And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing
    The school’s clay is all yellow
    That doesn’t matter
    Just swing your hips and wiggle - that’s the thing

    And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…

    Though being four is hard
    You don’t always get your way
    You have to share and wait till it’s your turn
    Just take your bubble bath - brush your teeth and then
    The fun always ends when you’re sent to bed

    So try to wake on the good side of the bed
    Even when you barfed just the night before

    Mom’s not always fair
    Your brother pulls your hair
    Hand-me-down clothes are not always pink
    With chocolate milk to drink
    Even spilled in your shoe
    Today was an adventure, too

    And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…
    (Go ahead and wake your sister up!)
    Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    (Could have woke to a wet bed, you know.)
    Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
    (I mean - what good is being a grump?)
    (You know, every day is new - you’re always starting fresh
    What can you do? Anything!)
    Amy woke on the good side of the bed…

    tra-la-la-la-la



    apologies to Right Said Fred
    Thursday January 18th 2007, 1:30 pm
    Filed under: lyrics, parenting

    I’m too hot to wear my coat, too hot to wear my coat
    Not gonna wear my coat

    My coat makes me look too fat, makes me look too fat
    Not gonna wear my coat
    It won’t fit inside my locker, fit inside my locker
    Not gonna wear my coat

    All my friends wear another label
    Wear another label
    Not gonna wear my coat

    For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
    No matter what you try to tell me
    No matter what, no matter what, no
    No matter what you try to tell me

    Decided I don’t like this color, I don’t like this color
    Not gonna wear my coat
    I know it’s a hand-me-down
    Don’t tell me how much it cost

    For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
    No matter what you try to tell me
    No matter what, no matter what, no
    For no good reason i won’t wear a coat

    I’m too hot to wear my coat, too hot to wear my coat

    For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
    No matter what you try to tell me
    No matter what, no matter what, no
    For no good reason i won’t wear a coat

    I left it at a friend’s or school, at a friend’s or school
    Not gonna wear my coat
    Might have left it in the rain, left it in the rain
    Not gonna wear my coat

    No, I’m not gonna wear my coat.



    stuck in my head
    Monday January 01st 2007, 4:49 pm
    Filed under: lyrics

    Spiderman, Spiderman,
    Does whatever a spider can
    Spins a web, any size,
    Catches thieves just like flies
    Look Out!
    Here comes the Spiderman.

    Is he strong?
    Listen bud,
    He’s got radioactive blood.
    Can he swing from a thread
    Take a look overhead
    Hey, there
    There goes the Spiderman.

    No, I don’t know why it’s in there. Now it can rattle around in your head for a while.



    giving lyrics new meaning
    Wednesday December 27th 2006, 5:38 pm
    Filed under: life, lyrics

    “Ooooh that smell
    Can’t you smell that smell”

    It’s too cold outside to open the windows and we seriously need fresh air in here.



    Friday Night Music
    Friday September 22nd 2006, 6:56 pm
    Filed under: lyrics, media

    Goodbye Blue Skies



    life is a rock
    Saturday June 24th 2006, 11:10 am
    Filed under: lyrics

    Arthur Janoff, Primal screamin'
    Hawkins J. and Dale and Ronnie
    Kukla Fran and Norman Okla
    Denver John and Osmond Donny
    J.J. Cale and ZZ Top
    And L.L. Bean and Dee Dee Dinah
    David Bowie, Steely Dan
    And sing me proud oh C.C. Rider
    Edgar Winters, Joanie Summers
    Ides of March and Johnny Thunder
    Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah
    Stephen Foster, ooo-dah, ooo-dah
    Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda
    Surfer Girl and Little Honda
    Tighter, Tighter, Honey, Honey
    Sugar, Sugar, Yummy, Yummy
    C.B.S. and Warner Brothers
    R.C.A. and all the others
    Just because I like it. :) 


    numb
    Tuesday June 20th 2006, 4:49 pm
    Filed under: life, lyrics

    Don’t move
    Don’t talk out of time
    Don’t think
    Don’t worry
    Everything’s just fine
    Just fine
    Don’t grab
    Don’t clutch
    Don’t hope for too much
    Don’t breathe
    Don’t achieve
    Or grieve without leave
    Don’t check
    Just balance on the fence
    Don’t answer
    Don’t ask
    Don’t try and make sense
    Don’t whisper
    Don’t talk
    Don’t run if you can walk
    Don’t cheat, compete
    Don’t miss the one beat
    Don’t travel by train
    Don’t eat
    Don’t spill