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Think of a song and tell me what it is. Mine tonight is:

I wanna be loved by you

-- (LadyLogic2000@yahoo.com), October 03, 2001

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everybody have fun tonight, everybody wang-chung tonight....

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), October 03, 2001.

Domo arigato Mr Roboto domo, domo...

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), October 03, 2001.

and I'm hungry like the wolf...

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), October 03, 2001.

There's something happening here... What it is I'm not exactly sure...

There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong

Hey stop, what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down...

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), October 03, 2001.


BIG BALLS

I'm ever upper class high society God's gift to ballroom notoriety I always fill my ballroom The event is never small The social pages say I've got The biggest balls of all

CHORUS: I've got big balls I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all

And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No one can take you higher Everybody says I've got Great balls of fire

CHORUS

Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they're held for pleasure They're the balls that I like best My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It's my belief that my big balls Should be held every night

CHORUS

And I'm just itching to tell you about them Oh we had such wonderful fun Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish...

Ball sucker

-- I've got big balls (come and @ get. em), October 04, 2001.



Who's the one that makes you happy? Or maybe, who's the one always on your mind? And who is the reason you're livin' for? Who's the reason for your smile?

I feel so lonely, yet I know I'm not the only one To ever feel this way. I love ya so much that I think I'm goin' insane. I'm goin' crazy, outta my head. Goin' crazy, outta my head. Can't think about nothin' but your good, good love, And what you give.

Tesla

-- the (shoe@fits.com), October 04, 2001.


I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town. I believe in God and Senator Dodd and keeping old Castro down. And when it came my time to serve I knew better dead than red. But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:

Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen. And I always carry a purse. I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse. O think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt. Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a goin' to school, and I'm working in a defense plant

I've got a dislocated disc and a racked up back I'm allergic to flowers and bugs And when the bombshell hits, I get epileptic fits And I'm addicted to a thousand drugs I got the weakness woes, and I can't touch my toes I can hardly reach my knees And if the enemy came close to me I'd probably start to sneeze

(chorus)

I hate Chou En Lai, and I hope he dies, but one thing you gotta see That someone's gotta go over there and that someone isn't me. So I wish you well, Sarge, give 'em Hell. Yeah, Kill me a thousand or so. And if you ever get a war without blood and gore well I'll be the first to go

(chorus)

-- Draft Dodger Rag, Phil Ochs

-- E.H.Porter (just.wondering@about.it), October 04, 2001.


Oh wait I did start this. I forgot.

Song of the night: I-95 Song for dedicated to unc of course.

-- (LadyLogic2000@yahoo.com), October 04, 2001.


LISTEN to the music. It is soothing.

-- (Who can s@y where the .road goes?), October 05, 2001.

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