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backed my car into a cop car the other day

Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok

I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what can i say

Well you just laughed it off it was all ok

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on any way well

Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with a scam

It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand

Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands

Good news will work its way to all them plans

We both got fired on the exactly the same day

Well we'll float on good news is on the way

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on ok

And we'll all float on alright

Already we'll all float on

Now don't worry we'll all float on

Alright already we'll all float on

Alright don't worry we'll all float on

And we'll all float on alright

Already we'll all float on

Aliright don't worry even if things end up a bit to heavy

we'll all float on alright

Already we'll all float on

Alright already we'll all float on

Ok don't worry we'll all float on

Even if things get heavy we'll all float on

Alright already we'll all float on

Don't you worry we'll all float on

All float on

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a) Waltzing Matilda

Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet

the sexy boy smiled in dismay

She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures

everybody's queen for a day

Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know I admire your -

- body why don't we slip away

Although I'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin'

sha-la-la-la, this way

Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la

hey, baby, come on, let's slip away

Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a humpin' muscle

call out the national guard

She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her knees

from off of the formica topped bar

And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly

and boldly out of this world

And despite people's derision

proved to be more than diversion

sha-la-la-la, later on

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly

and showed her where he was coming from

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently

it was like she'd never ever come

And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la

when the sun rose and he made to leave

You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la

neither one regretted a thing

B) Street Hassle

Hey, that cunt's not breathing

I think she's had too much

of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean?

I don't mean to scare you

but you're the one who came here

and you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave

I'm not being smart

or trying to be cold on my part

and I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve

But you know people get all emotional

and sometimes, man, they just don't act rational you know,

they think they're just on TV

Sha-la-la-la, man

why don't you just slip her away

You know, I'm glad that we met man

it really was nice talking

and I really wish that there was a little more time to speak

But you know it could be a hassle

trying to explain this all to a police officer

about how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed

And it's not like we could help

but there wasn't nothing no one could do

and if there was, man, you know I would have been the first

But when someone turns that blue

well, it's a universal truth

and then you just know that bitch will never fuck again

By the way, that's really some bad shit

that you came to our place with

but you ought to be more careful around the little girls

It's either the best or it's the worst

and since I don't have to choose

I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest

But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet

and just lay her out in the darkest street

and by morning, she's just another hit and run.

You know, some people got no choice

and they can never find a voice

to talk with that they can even call their own

So the first thing that they see

that allows them the right to be

why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.

c) Slipaway

Believe me (man), that's just a lie,

it's a lie she tells her friends.

'cause the real song, the real song

that she won't even admit to herself

[is] the beat in her heart.

It's a song lots of people know.

It's a painful song

but I wrote a sad truth

but alas for sad songs

a painful wish.

But wishin' won't make it so, Joe

With a pretty kiss for a pretty face

can't have its way

Y'know tramps like us, we were born to pay.

Love has gone away

and there's no one here now

And there's nothing left to say

but, oh, how I miss him, baby

Oh, baby, come on and slip away

come on, baby, why don't you slip away

Love is gone away

took the rings off my fingers

And there's nothing left to say

but, oh how, oh how I need him, baby

Come on, baby, I need you baby

oh, please don't slip away

I need your loving so bad, babe

please don't slip away

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her name was lola

she was a showgirl

with yellow flowers in her hair,

and a dress cut down to there ::

she would merengue, and do the cha cha

and while she tried to be a star,

tony always tended bar across the crowded floor

they worked from 8 til 4,

they were young and they had eachother,

who could ask for more?

at the copa - copacabana

the hottest spot north of havana,

here at the copa- copacabana,

music and passion were always the fashion at the copa...

they fell in love

his name was wiegel, he wore a diamond.

he was escorted to his chair,

he saw lola dancing there

and when she finished he called her over (whistle)

but wiegel went a bit too far,

tony sailed across the bar -

and then the punches flew, and chairs were smashed in 2,

there was blood and a single gunshot, but just who shot who??

at the copa- copacabana,

the hottest spot north of havana,

at the copa- copacabana

music and passion were always the fashion at the copa...

(scream!) :o

she lost her love...

her name is lola, she was a showgirl

but that was 30 years ago when they used to have a show.

now it's a disco, but not for lola

still in the dress she used to wear with faded feathers in her hair

she sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind

she's lost her youth and she's lost her tony, now she's lost her mind ::

at the copa... don't fall in love..

listen to barry! he knows..

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Dio has rocked for a long, long time,

Now it's time for him to pass the torch.

He has songs of wildebeests and angels,

He has soared on the wings of a demon.

It's time to pass the torch,

You're too old to rock, no more rockin' for you.

We're takin' you to a home,

But we will sing a song about you.

And we will make sure that you're very well taken care of.

You'll tell us secrets that you've learned. Raow!

Your sauce will mix with ours,

And we'll make a good goulash baby.

Dio, time to go!

You must give your cape and scepter to me.

And a smaller one for KG.

Go! Go! Dio! Dio!

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"I'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around

Now I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown

I went to church on Sunday and she passed by

And my love for her is taking such a long time to die

God I'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist

It's almost like, almost like I don't exist

I'm 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound."

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Mexican Americans

don't like to go to the movies

where the dude has to wear contact lenses

to make his blue eyes brown

cause don't it make my brown eyes blue.....

(Special thanks to Super Freak for reminding me that I invitied idiots over to my place this weekend for a Cheech and Chong night. If you got my number and are in the Ottawa area, use it.)

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He heard one guitar, just blew him away

He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day

Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store

Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure

That one guitar, felt good in his hands

Didn't take long, to understand

Just one guitar, slung way down low

Was one way ticket, only one way to go

So he started rockin'

Ain't never gonna stop

Gotta keep on rockin'

Someday he's gonna make it to the top

And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes

He's a juke box hero

He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes

Juke box hero, he'll come alive tonight

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"I tell you something, tell you the facts,

You don't want me, give my money back.

Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,

Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.

I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,

I don't care what in the world you do".

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I've never seen you look like this without a reason

Another promise fallen through

Another season passes by you

I never took the smile away from anybody's face

And that's a desperate way to look

For someone who is still a child

In a big country dreams stay with you

Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside

Stay alive

I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered

But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered

I'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert

But I can live and breathe

And see the sun in wintertime

In a big country dreams stay with you

Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside

Stay alive

Stay alive

So take that look out of here it doesn't fit you

Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded

Pull up your head off the floor—come up screaming

Cry out for everything you ever might have wanted

I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered

But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered

I'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert

But I can live and breathe

And see the sun in wintertime

In a big country dreams stay with you

Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside

Stay alive

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Well some people try to pick up girls

And get called assholes

This never happened to Pablo Picasso

He could walk down your street

And girls could not resist his stare and

So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole

Well the girls would turn the color

Of the avacado when he would drive

Down their street in his El Dorado

He could walk down your street

And girls could not resist his stare

Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole

Not like you

Alright

Well he was only 5'3"

But girls could not resist his stare

Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole

Not in New York

Oh well be not schmuck, be not obnoxious,

Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole

Remember the story of Pablo Picasso

He could walk down your street

And girls could not resist his stare

Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole

Alright this is it

Some people try to pick up girls

And they get called an asshole

This never happened to Pablo Picasso

He could walk down your street

And girls could not resist his stare and so

Pablo Picasso was never called...

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Just a little verse of my own here, written for a dear friend's acoustic band in Nova Scotia:

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Try and find a lover to

Hold to your both hearts’ delight

To watch the snowflakes swirling

Down outside, a million kites.

A mesmerizing winter trance

They drift and weave a lazy dance,

Of fate and life and happenstance

These flakes that fall as if by chance.

In the beginning you only wish to be grown

And it happens: you stand with no name and alone,

Did you really believe that your dreams were your own?

Just roses that bloom when the earth takes your bones.

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Love that Essau, How'bout this

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad

From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,

And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.

He was big and bent and gray and old,

And I looked at him and my blood ran cold

And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!

Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes

And he went down, but to my surprise,

He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.

But I busted a chair right across his teeth

And we crashed through the wall and into the street

Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

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"The land is a place full of magical things

Like crazy horeseless carriages

And giant metal ones with wings

"Years ago I used to live on the land

That's where I met your father

And were I got this jar of sand

"One day he died

And I went to sea

And that's the last that solid ground

Ever saw of me"

Go to that granite shore

To hear the voice of Lucy

And the captain and the crew

They all will call to you

Tell Lucy what you see

The many things in life on land can be

And one day she'll be free...

Aloha,

Brad

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