Texsox Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 Just singing along with one of my favorite Dylan songs and wondering . . . She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello," she said "You look like the silent type." Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century. And every one of them words rang true And glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul from me to you, Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs, There was music in the cafes at night And revolution in the air. Then he started into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died. She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside. And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn, The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, Tangled up in blue. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyyle23 Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 Sooooooo, Tex is stoned Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 25, 2009 Author Share Posted September 25, 2009 QUOTE (KyYlE23 @ Sep 25, 2009 -> 01:48 PM) Sooooooo, Tex is stoned trying to get reelected Soxtalk's Drinking Buddy Award Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyyle23 Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 This has been on my ipod the last week Creeper Lagoon "Dead Man's Saloon" running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her cool down so you can sleep tonight/ holding dear to the lifeless champagne/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again/ tripping out by yourself/ on the great plains/ go and catch all the falling airplanes/ gonna tear that stadium down/ to the ground/ forever asleep/ my soul will keep/ no one hears from the star crossed dry room/ gotta run can wait i'll die soon/ gonna turn my amplifier on/ like a bell calms me down/ the guitar sound/ running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her cool down so you can sleep tonight/ holding dear to the lifeless champagne/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again/ i am afraid of the things you do to me/ gonna stand on a hill of sapphire/ son clara who writes in black fire/ gonna turn that orchestra on/ like a bell/ calms me down/ the cello sound/ running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her cool down so you can sleep tonight/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin' I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChiSox_Sonix Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 (edited) One and one make two Two and one make three It was destinyyyyyyyy Edited September 25, 2009 by ChiSox_Sonix Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 25, 2009 Share Posted September 25, 2009 1-2-3, oh, that's how elementary it's gonna be C'mon, let's fall in love, it's easy (it's so easy) Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby A-B-C (A-B-C) fallin' in love with you was easy for me (easy for me) And you can do it, too, it's easy (it's so easy) Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby Baby, there's nothin' hard about love Basically, it's as easy as pie The hard part is livin' without love Without your love, baby, I would die Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 And it's one, two, three, What are we fighting for ? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, Next stop is Vietnam; And it's five, six, seven, Open up the pearly gates, Well there ain't no time to wonder why Whoopee! we're all gonna die. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlaSoxxJim Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 Uno, dos, one, two, tres, quatro. Matty told Hatty 'bout a thing she saw. Had two big horns, and a wooly jaw. Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
knightni Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 QUOTE (FlaSoxxJim @ Sep 26, 2009 -> 12:35 AM) Uno, dos, one, two, tres, quatro. Matty told Hatty 'bout a thing she saw. Had two big horns, and a wooly jaw. Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. ... Wooly Bully. Profound. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 Oh my darlin knock three times on the ceiling if you want me twice on the pipe if the answer is no Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do Two can be as bad as one It's the loneliest number since the number one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When i'm sixty-four. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
knightni Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 Who put the bomp In the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? Who put the ram In the rama lama ding dong? Who put the bop In the bop shoo bop shoo bop? Who put the dip In the dip da dip da dip? Who was that man? I'd like to shake his hand He made my baby Fall in love with me (yeah!!) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 It don't mean a thing when the lead is singin' Or when he goes Hi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah Mr. Bass Man, I'm askin' just one thing: Will you teach me? Yeah, the way you sing? 'Cause Mr. Bass Man, I wanna be a bass man too, d-d-b-bop-a-bop Try this, b-b-BOP-p-p-bop bop bop... Mr. Bass Man, I think I'm really with it B-did-did-a-boom-boom, a-boom-boom-b-dit-dit-dit-dit Oh, Mr. Bass Man, now I'm a bass man too, d-d-b-bop-a-bop That's it, b-b-BOP-p-p-bop bop bop... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
knightni Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 I wonder if the meaning of most of these songs is, "We smoked marijuana." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 How happy life could be if all of mankind Would take the time to journey to the center of the mind Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 But please realize you'll probably be surprised For it's the land unknown to man Where fantasy is fact So if you can, please understand You might not come back Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 Trumpets and violins I can hear in distance I think they're calling our names Maybe now you can't hear them, but you will If you just take hold of my hand Oh, but are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced? Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 scuz' me while I kiss this guy* *FlaSoxxJim version, used my permission Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 26, 2009 Author Share Posted September 26, 2009 The sun beaming down between the leaves (Grazin' in the grass is a gas, baby, can you dig it) And the bir-ir-ir-irds dartin' in and out of the trees (Grazin' in the grass is a gas, baby, can you dig it) Everything here is so clear, you can see it And everything here is so real, you can feel it And it's real, so real, so real, so real, so real, so real Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigEdWalsh Posted September 26, 2009 Share Posted September 26, 2009 Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head Feed your head Feed your head" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shipps Posted September 27, 2009 Share Posted September 27, 2009 Why does every indian wanna be the chief Feed the man til hes full and he still wants beef Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texsox Posted September 27, 2009 Author Share Posted September 27, 2009 My father married a pure Cherokee My mother's people were ashamed of me The indians said I was white by law The White Man always called me "Indian Squaw" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThunderBolt Posted September 27, 2009 Share Posted September 27, 2009 QUOTE (knightni @ Sep 26, 2009 -> 11:21 AM) I wonder if the meaning of most of these songs is, "We smoked marijuana." Not all these songs, just all Tom Petty songs. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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