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City of New Orleans by Steve Goodman
Ridin' on a raft on a new sea, A blanket of stars, us between. Two rickety rafts, forty lost souls, and a table with some sand. Got no front, nothing behind, just us and some of our stuff. Bound for someplace, don't know where. Can't see where we're from, just confusion and junk. Ridin' on a raft on the new sea, Passing trees and things that don't belong. Seen no land, not even a mote, sometimes wonder if we're life's joke. Just stories now of solid ground, Perhaps we should have stayed to meet our fate. But here we are, on the sea, and no place to be. Good Morning World, How are ya'? Don't 'cha know us? We're your forgotten ones. Riding on these waves 'till we find that place. That place called home that none can take. 'Till then, We're ridin' on a raft on a new sea, A blanket of sky, us between. Two rickety rafts, forty lost souls, and a table with some sand.
Posted on 2014-10-12 03:12.
Ninjas Are Everywhere
"I've Been Everywhere" - Johnny Cash
I was totin' my pack along the dusty time drenched road, When along came a couple with a high an' bag-covered load. "If you're goin' to biggest hills, Mack, with us you can walk." And so I clambered along side them and then I settled down in stride. They asked me if I'd seen a place with so many sneaks and such. And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land!" [Chorus:] Ninjas are everywhere, man. Ninjas are everywhere, man. Out in the desert's bare, man. In the cool mountain air, man. On my travels I've seen my share, man. Ninjas are everywhere. Ninjas been to: Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota, Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota, Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma, Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma, Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo, Tocapillo, Baranquilla, and Perdilla, they're a killer. [Chorus] Ninjas been to: Boston, Charleston, Dayton, Louisiana, Washington, Houston, Kingston, Texarkana, Monterey, Faraday, Santa Fe, Tallapoosa, Glen Rock, Black Rock, Little Rock, Oskaloosa, Tennessee to Tennesse Chicopee, Spirit Lake, Grand Lake, Devils Lake, Crater Lake, for Time's sake. [Chorus] Ninjas been to: Louisville, Nashville, Knoxville, Ombabika, Schefferville, Jacksonville, Waterville, Costa Rica, Pittsfield, Springfield, Bakersfield, Shreveport, Hackensack, Cadillac, Fond du Lac, Davenport, Idaho, Jellico, Argentina, Diamantina, Pasadena, Catalina, see what I mean-a. [Chorus] Ninjas been to: Pittsburgh, Parkersburg, Gravelbourg, Colorado, Ellensburg, Rexburg, Vicksburg, Eldorado, Larimore, Admore, Haverstraw, Chatanika, Chaska, Nebraska, Alaska, Opelika, Baraboo, Waterloo, Kalamazoo, Kansas City, Sioux City, Cedar City, Dodge City, what a pity. [Chorus]
Posted on 2013-05-11 04:28.
Whacha-see, Whoda-see, a-browsin' on the forum, Some are newer, no posts to see. Other's be elders, with fame and hats. But with us a cipher, one here the most and not one post. Oh, MobTeeseboose, tell us true Randall's spy, is that you?
Posted on 2013-05-19 02:57.
Beesnakes flitting in the air Mopliflies buzzing without care Are you there just for flare? Or for something more sinistare?
Posted on 2013-05-23 07:37.
Sneaky, sneaky Molpy onna cliff come slinking, sliding up to the scarp Looking for moplys that fly and buzz or ones that ribbit into the night. So who will be the most frightened of all? You? Or ol' Cueball?
Posted on 2013-05-31 07:21.
1982
Hills Full of Dew (Vi gå över daggstänkta berg)
Inspired by the song ottified by mikrit.
Posted on 2013-08-10 18:04.
