Friday, February 02, 2007

Friday Morning Good Song

49 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

awesome.
no coffee needed.

9:01 AM  
Blogger shineyourlightuphigh said...

holy shit that's good.

9:13 AM  
Anonymous lil jo be doe said...

hecks yes, its friday! i gots money and the medicine is already payed for.

9:19 AM  
Blogger mikeyrud said...

Good stuff.

10:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Show Spam

Tonight at SHQ

The Vietniks
Live Music over stuff that they film

$3 - 8:00 - 210 East Hickory
Denton, TX - BYOB
www.myspace.com/shqdenton

11:05 AM  
Anonymous thomas said...

what does The Vietniks sound like?

11:20 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lat I heard before they nuked their myspace was a sort of dirty rock and roll blues kind of thing.

11:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v494/djokha/DSC01340.jpg

www.myspce.com/thevietniks

11:25 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hmmmm, more like a talentless train-wreck kind of thing.
PLUS, they're arrogant dicks.

11:31 AM  
Anonymous rfge said...

someone sounds a little grumpy wumpy

12:01 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

i ate a crayon just now and it actually tasted how i have always though teal would taste.

12:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It'll be a good one for the potheads.

12:05 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

what about potheads that listen to bjork?

12:22 PM  
Anonymous larz_von_Rear said...

bjork sux

12:33 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

you know shit

12:41 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

i use to sell it for 12.99 a crate.

12:46 PM  
Anonymous shq said...

Well, everybody wins, because BJORK is sitting in with the band tonight! Wearing that crazy swan dress and giving away candy. Hope to see you all there! Don't tell anybody about the Bjork thing. We don't want too many people there tonight because everybody that pays their $3 gets $100 in exchange!

12:46 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

what a way to sell. is a small bag of fritos included?

12:49 PM  
Anonymous shq said...

You bet your ass. Just tell Maria Sharapova, our special guest door girl (who is giving away xanax and signed polaroids from 8 to 10) that you were promised a bag of Fritos and it shall be done. Don't forget to say hi to Lee Ranaldo before you come in. He'll be outside all night giving away guitars and Maria Sharapova's phone number.

1:02 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

T.V. party tonight!
T.V. party tonight!
T.V. party tonight!
T.V. party tonight!

We're gonna have a T.V. party tonight!

Alright!

We're gonna have a T.V. party alright!

Tonight!

We've got nothing better to do
Than watch T.V. and have a couple of brews

All our friends are gonna hang out here tonight

Alright!

We're gonna pass out on the couch alright

Tonight!

We've got nothing better to do
Than watch T.V. and have a couple of brews

Don't talk about anything else
We don't wanna know!
We're dedicated
To our favorite shows!

We sit glued to the T.V. set all night
And every night!
Why go into the outside world at all?
It's such a fright!

We've got nothing better to do
Than watch T.V. and have a couple of brews

T.V. news shows what it's really like out there
It's a scare!

You can go out if you want
We wouldn't dare!

We've got nothing better to do
Than watch T.V. and have a couple of brews

Don't talk about anything else
We don't wanna know!
We're dedicated
To our favorite shows!

I wouldn't be without my T.V. for a day
Or even a minute!

Don't even bother to use my brain anymore
There's nothing left in it!

We've got nothing better to do
Than watch T.V. and have a couple of brews

Wait a minute! My T.V. set doesn't work!
It's broken!
What are we gonna do tonight? This isn't fair!
We're hurtin'

We've got nothing left to do
With no T.V. and just a couple of brews

What are we gonna talk about?
I don't know!
We're gonna miss our favorite shows!
NO T.V. PARTY TONIGHT!

1:21 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

For once in my life I've got something to say
I wanna say it now for now is today
A love has been given so why not enjoy
So let's all grab and let's all enjoy

If the kids are united then we'll never be divided
If the kids are united then we'll never be divided

Just take a look around you
What do you see
Kids with feelings like you and me
Understand him, he'll understand you
For you are him, and he is you

If the kids are united then we'll never be divided
If the kids are united then we'll never be divided
If the kids are united then we'll never be divided
If the kids are united then we'll never be divided

I don't want to be rejected
I don't want to be denied
Then its not my misfortune
That I've opened up your eyes

Freedom is given
Speak how you feel
I have no freedom
How do you feel
They can lie to my face
But not to my heart
If we all stand together
It will just be the start

If the kids are united then we'll never be divided
If the kids are united then we'll never be divided

1:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Think of a number,
divide it by two,
something is nothing,
nothing is nothing.
Open a box,
tear off the lid,
then think of a number,
don't think of an answer.
Open your eyes,
think of a number,
don't get swept under,
a number's a number
A chance encounter you want to avoid,
the inevitable, so you do, oh yes you do the impossible
Now you ain't got a number,
you just want to rhumba,
and there ain't no way you're gonna go under
Go under

1:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Look at the place where my hand curbs,
Stops the curse and finds another place,
And with you mother screams “I am mother”,
Woman screams “I am fertile” and the father can’t yell.

Ring correction demonstrates the mind
Finds its way on down the river,
And you keep remembering mother screams “I am mother”,
Woman screams “I am fertile” and the father,
He hasn’t been born yet, he hasn’t been born yet.
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother there invents the aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn’t been born yet, he hasn’t been born yet.

You may expect you fix all your money to pay the bills
And keep remembering mother screams “choose the way”
And the woman says she won’t stay and your father,
He hasn’t been born yet.
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn’t been born yet, he hasn’t been born yet,
He hasn’t been born yet, he hasn’t been born yet,
He hasn’t been born yet, he hasn’t been born yet,

All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn’t been born, he hasn’t been born,
He hasn’t been born, he hasn’t been born yet.

All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn’t been born yet.

1:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Rather than I want to hold your hand,
I wanna swallow you whole
'n I wanna lick you everywhere it's pink
'n everywhere you think
Whole kit 'n kaboodle 'n the kitchen sink
Heaven's sexy as hell
Life is integrated,
Goes together so well
'n so on
Well, I'm gonna go on 'n do my washing
Well, now you may think I'm crazy but I want you to
Lick my decals off baby
'n I don't want you to be lazy
'cause it's drivin' me crazy
'n this song ain't no sing-song
It's all about the birds 'n the bees
'n where it went all wrong
'n where it all belongs
'n the earth all go down on their knees
lookin' for ah little ease
She stuck out her toungue 'n the fun begun
She stuck out her toungue 'n the fun begun
She stuck it out at me, 'n I just thumbed my nose
'n went on washing my clothes

1:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Train round the bend
Takin me away from my country
Im sick of the trees
Take me to the city
Train comin round the bend
Oh train comin round the bend

Been in the country oh much too long
Trying to be a farmer
But nothing that I planted never seems to grow
Train comin round the bend
Train comin round the bend

Hey I am just a city boy
And really not the country kind
Oh I need the city streets and I need your light
To see bend comin round the bend
The train comin round the bend

Allright
Ooh ohh

Once
Shes going twice
Shes going ? to the loop? up and down
Shes going twice
Shes going the train comin round the bend
You know the train comin round the bend

And Im out of nowhere
Takin me back where I belong
Ive been here once and I dont take it tonight
For the train comin round the bend
The train comin round the bend
Oooh allright!

1:33 PM  
Blogger sebastian said...

Here's to good friends,
Tonight is kind of special.
The beer we'll pour
must say something more, somehow.
So tonight (tonight),
Tonight,
Let it be Lowenbrau (let it be Lowenbrau).

It's been so long.
Hey, I'm glad to see ya.
Raise your glass.
Here's to health and happiness.
So tonight (tonight),
Let it be all the best.


So tonight, tonight
let it be Lowenbrau

2:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I gave my woman half my money at the general store
I said, "now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more."
But she paid ten dollars for a ten cent hat
And bought some store bought cat food for that mean eyed cat

When I give her ten more dollars for a one way ticket
She was mad as she could be
Then I bet ten more that if she ever left
She'd come a-crawlin' back to me

When I woke up this mornin' and I turned my head
There wasn't a cotton pickin' thing on her side of the bed
I found a little old note where her head belonged
It said, "dear john, honey, baby, I'm long gone."

When I heard a whistle blowin', and the big wheels a-turnin'
I was scared as I could be
I put on my overalls and I headed to town
Gonna bring her back with me

I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there
I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair
He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed.....
I believe I did see her leavin' on the east bound train."

I bought a round trip ticket on the east bound train
I was broke as I could be
But when I come back, I gotta buy another ticket
Gotta bring her back with me

Well, I got off the train somewhere in arkansas
And I worked up the guts to call my mother-in-law
She said, "I'll tell you where she is, if you act right."
"She's workin' four to twelve at trucker's world tonight."

Well, when I walked in she saw me, and she took off her apron
And she grabbed her goin' home hat
She bought a ticket with her tips
Now we're curled up on the sofa
Me and her and that mean eyed cat

2:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

1:25 quit posting elastica songs

2:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I keep to myself
What I might share with others
But they dont seem to understand
I open my mouth
To rediscover
That I dont have the words at my command
Holding out
For a world so much better
But Im a stranger in a strangers land
All my friends have sold out
Couldnt handle the pressure
Counting their blessings trying to salvage what they can...

Children say - come what may
Be strong for the friends youve known
But one fine day - (not) far away
Will we remember the love we used to own

or,

Fish don't fry in the kitchen,
A beans don't burn on the grill.
Took a whole lot of trying
Just to get up that hill.
Now we're up in the big leagues,
Gettin our turn at bat.
As long as we live
It's you and me baby.
There ain't nothing wrong with that.

2:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good Times.
Any time you meet a payment. - Good Times.
Any time you need a friend. - Good Times.
Any time you’re out from under.
Not getting hassled, not getting hustled.
Keepin’ your head above water,
Making a wave when you can.

Temporary lay offs. - Good Times.
Easy credit rip offs. - Good Times.
Scratchin’ and surviving. - Good Times.
Hangin in a chow line - Good Times.
Ain’t we lucky we got ‘em - Good Times.

2:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmmmmm
Just lookin' out of the window.
Watchin' the asphalt grow.
Thinkin' how it all looks hand-me-down.
Good Times, yeah, yeah Good Times

Keepin' your head above water
Makin' a wave when you can

Temporary lay offs. - Good Times.
VOICE-OVER spoken by John Amos: Good Times was recorded in front of a live studio audience
Easy credit rip offs. - Good Times.
Ain't we lucky we got 'em - Good Times.

2:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Heroes in a half-shell
Turtle power!

They're the world's most fearsome fighting team (We're really hip!)
They're heroes in a half-shell and they're green (Hey - get a grip!)
When the evil Shredder attacks
These Turtle boys don't cut him no slack!

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Splinter taught them to be ninja teens (He's a radical rat!)
Leonardo leads, Donatello does machines (That's a fact, Jack!)
Raphael is cool but crude (Gimme a break!)
Michaelangelo is a party dude (Party!)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Heroes in a half shell
Turtle power!

2:40 PM  
Blogger sebastian said...

Im jus a love ma-cheen
an I dont work for nobody butchoo
I feel my tempachur rise
an then I go for her thighs
and guacamole en my choos
guacamole en my chooooos


www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVHKTbNKBbY

another classic slow jam...quiet storm yall.

2:54 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

who is Maria Sharapova?

3:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

she invented sharpie markers and yer interrupting our sweet jams

3:16 PM  
Anonymous thomas said...

I got a car
and it drove like the wind
oh so fast
the thunder came down
and it rolled into tokens
of rights into chickens
the chicklets i left on my
dresser turned into peanuts
this wasnt good cause chickens
rolled out of tokens cousins
are not any longer celebrating
the myth of the chicklet
so we all sang
la la la la i saw three doves tonight
la la la i step on the side of a butter knife
and the butter oh how it moistened my bare foot
and then i knew
we were through..
oh no! we are now through
the time i saw you riding
your bike through jellybeans and
a crowd full of tom clancy novels

3:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

(instrumental)

3:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

vocal-less

3:59 PM  
Anonymous John Cage said...

(..............................)

4:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

this must set some new kind of low for this blog. please don't resort to blaming drugs for this tripe...

4:20 PM  
Blogger streisand said...

She's like the wind through my tree
She rides the night next to me
She leads me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun
She's taken my heart
But she doesn't know what she's done

Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind

[SOLO]

I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a young old man with only a dream
Am I just fooling myself
That she'll stop the pain
Living without her
I'd go insane

Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind

4:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

someone has a case of the mondays...and at 4:20 on a friday, no less!

4:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

are mute people vocal-less or instrumental?

4:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mute people are the audience

4:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mute people are anonymutes

4:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

boo

4:53 PM  
Blogger sebastian said...

"[SOLO]"

hahahaha. Imagine Patrick Swayze singing that in the recording studio. If he is wearing a shirt it's some kind of swooshy linen shirt. The headphones containing that wild animal pelt on his head, one hand holding a can tighter to his ear, eyes shut...

Oh well, he did star in Roadhouse.

5:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

what ever happened to the friday morning fart song?

7:03 PM  
Blogger stonedranger said...

post of the day!

8:05 PM  

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