h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Ahem ahem*

When the weight of the world has got you down,
And you want to end your life,
Bills to pay, a dead-end job,
And problems with the wife,
But don't throw in the towel,
'cause there's a place right down the block,
Where you can drink your misery away.

At Flaming Moe's
(Let's all go to Flaming Moe's)
When liquor in a mug,
can warm you like a hug,
And happiness is just a Flaming Moe away.

Happiness is just a Flaming Moe away.

*fart*

Aaahahahahaaaa!

Glad your here Prez.. get on your sax



Don't know Why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I aint together
Keeps raining all the time

Life is bare
Gloom and Misery evrywhere
Stormy weather
Can't get my poor self together
So weary all the time

When he went away
the blues walked in and met me
If he stays away
Old Rocking Chair'll get me
All I do is pray
The Lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on
Everything I had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and I aint together
Keeps raining all the time
Keeps raining Aaalll the time

*acompanies the girl with a sax sounding more weary than Tom Waits pegged on a clothing line in the howling rain... for five days on end*

Put the instrument down now.

...If you want to
open the hole
just put your head down and go
step aside the piece of circum...stance
got to wash away the taste of evidence

...wash it away

anything you say, you know, you're guilty
hands above your head and you won't even
feel a thing

...you won't feel me

Funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, get off my back!

dudududud dududududud dudududud dududududududu dududuu dududuuuuuduuuduuduuuu (annoying sound made by the sheriffs men from "Robin Hood Men in Tights")

on top of spaghetti
all covered in cheese
I lost my poor meatball
when somebody sneezed

it rolled off the table
and onto the floor
and then my poor meatball
rolled out the door

it rolled into the garden
and under a bush
a little mouse sat there
the meatball said shush!

"If you so much as squeak
they'll find me right here
and then I'll be eaten
alive do you hear?"

the mouse and the meatball
became best of friends
the spaghetti was boring
and this is the end - not quite:

on top of spaghetti
al covered in cheese
hold on to your meatball
when somebody sneezes

'cause if you should lose it
you lose it for good
if you ain't no vergetarian
suck bad that would...

*thwump* Oh! Hi there, Mr. Meatball.

Hey guys, can any of you tell me who does this tune?
chorus goes something like....

~I don't mind stealing bread
from the mouths of decadence.
But, I can't feed on the powerless,
when my cup's already over filled.
I'm goin' hungry!~

I would appreciate the help.

Luna

The group is called Temple of the Dig, it is a collective effort from members of Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, and other Seatle grunge bands. It was a one time album dedicated to Mother Love Bone, a Seatle artist who died in about 1992 IIRC. I have it, you should hear the rest of it.

Frank, the sun never shone upon our love before,
Until there was Frank.
Up for you from me to you
Sweet floppy Frank
We've had a lifetime of Frank.
Endless Frank will always flow
For all we know.
(For all we know)
Right from the first day
I knew your name
I never knew love was the same.
(Never knew love was the same)
Hopin' to find
Sweet Frank on the line,
Nothin' but sweet lovin' Frank.
(Cause it's Frank)
Cause it's knowin' that love
Could be Frank if only
The sun and the moon
Would collide to be Frank.
Let me be frank about Frank,
(Let me be frank about Frank)
Let me be frank about Frank,
Cause Frank is the best Frank
That's ever happened to me.

RE: my last post, they are called Temple of the Dog not dig....

Thank you so very much, luv. I shall get it on my next trip to Media Play. I've been looking under Soundgarden.
The voice is the same

Chris Cornell is in it but it will not be a soundgarden album

Ever get that "dejavu" feeling?

Just posted this one to onelist but I gotta sing it here anyway:

Well I'm a wasted rock ranger
I live a life of danger
On the road to find a higher high
I don't need no one's affections
All I need are my injections
An out of tune Les Paul'll get me by

I been doin' gigs since I was ten
I really can't remember when
I ever had a dollar to my name
My ears are blown my eyes are red
I got big holes inside my head
From snorting too much crystal and cocaine

I have Bennies with the breakfast toast
Qualudes with the evening roast
Asorted snorts of powder in between
I don't think a days gone by
That I wasn't drunk or high
It's the only way I keep my sanity

Well I coulda had a payin' job
Workin' for some f****d-up slob
A wife a family true security
But I left that s**t behind
To follow that heavy metal grind
Cause rock-n-roll is in my blood to stay

Well we're all wasted rock rangers
We live a life of danger
Sing this song and follow it till the end
And when you reach number one
Hey we'll all overdose for fun
And go hang out with Jimmy and his friends.


OK Sing along everybody!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Twent tweny twenty four hous to gooooo I wanna be sedated,

Don't know the words sooooooooooo I wanna be sedated.

Yes.

Oops.. there it goes again.

In Liverpool
on Sunday
No traffic
on the avenue
The light is pale and thin
like you
No sound down in this part of town

Except for the boy in the belfry
he's crazy
he's throwing himself down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
he's ringing the bells in the church for the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing
something or someone that he knows that he can't have now
And if he isn't I certainly am

Ah...obscure lyrix...

An easy one :

Between the freedom and the need to work it out
I start believing everything will be allright
Broken, we are broken...
In my mind's eye...
One little boy angers one little man,
Funny how...
time flies

And a hard one :
(hrrrmmm...ah yes..!)

I think you will be happy to know
I don't love you no more
At least not in the same old way

I've changed and that's a fact
picked up some things that before I had lacked
I don't need you like I needed you yesterday

So you can go ahead and go to San Fransisco baby
We all know what happens there
Lying in the sun, loving anyone
You're bound to get the kinks in your hair, in your hair....

But I'm a wise owl and I don't give a hoot
'bout being your sweet substitute
As far as I'm concerned you can go
You can stay

But I think you will be happy to know
I don't love you no more
At least not on the same old way...