2012/12/16 02:41:08
Rain
This whole thing... Almost any line from it.

The DANGEROUS KITCHEN , 
If it ain't one thing it's another , 
In the middle of the night when you get home , 
The bread things are all dry 'n' scratchy , 
The meat thing , 
Where the cats ate through the paper , 
The can things with the sharp little edges , 
That can cut your fingers when you're not looking , 
The soft little things on the floor that you step on , 
They can all be DANGEROUS 

Sometimes , The milk can hurt you , 
(If you put it on your cereal before you smell the plastic container) , 
And the stuff in the strainer , 
Has a mind of its own , 
So be very careful , 
In the dangerous kitchen , 

When the night time has fallen,  
And the roaches are crawlin' , 
In the kitchen of danger , 
You can feel like a stranger , 
The bananas are black , 
They got flies in the back , 

And also the chicken , 
In the dish with the foil , 
Where the cream is all clabbered , 
And the salad is frightful , 
Your return in the evening , 
Can be less than delightful , 
You must walk very CAREFUL , 
You must not lean against it , 
It can get on you clothing , 
It can follow you in , 
As you walk to the bedroom , 
And you take all your clothes off , 
While you're sleeping , It crawls off , 
It gets in your bed , 
It could get on your face then , 
It could eat your complexion , 
You could die from the danger , 
Of the dangerous kitchen , 

Who the f**k wants to clean it? , 
It's disgusting and dirty , 
The sponge on the drainer , 
Is stinky and squirty , 
If you squeeze it when you wipe up , 
What you get on your hands then , 
Could un-balance your glands and , 
Make you blind or whatever , 
In the DANGEROUS KITCHEN , 
At my house tonight

2012/12/16 02:42:44
sharke
Rain


This whole thing... Almost any line from it.

The DANGEROUS KITCHEN , 
If it ain't one thing it's another , 
In the middle of the night when you get home , 
The bread things are all dry 'n' scratchy , 
The meat thing , 
Where the cats ate through the paper , 
The can things with the sharp little edges , 
That can cut your fingers when you're not looking , 
The soft little things on the floor that you step on , 
They can all be DANGEROUS 

Sometimes , The milk can hurt you , 
(If you put it on your cereal before you smell the plastic container) , 
And the stuff in the strainer , 
Has a mind of its own , 
So be very careful , 
In the dangerous kitchen , 

When the night time has fallen,  
And the roaches are crawlin' , 
In the kitchen of danger , 
You can feel like a stranger , 
The bananas are black , 
They got flies in the back , 

And also the chicken , 
In the dish with the foil , 
Where the cream is all clabbered , 
And the salad is frightful , 
Your return in the evening , 
Can be less than delightful , 
You must walk very CAREFUL , 
You must not lean against it , 
It can get on you clothing , 
It can follow you in , 
As you walk to the bedroom , 
And you take all your clothes off , 
While you're sleeping , It crawls off , 
It gets in your bed , 
It could get on your face then , 
It could eat your complexion , 
You could die from the danger , 
Of the dangerous kitchen , 

Who the f**k wants to clean it? , 
It's disgusting and dirty , 
The sponge on the drainer , 
Is stinky and squirty , 
If you squeeze it when you wipe up , 
What you get on your hands then , 
Could un-balance your glands and , 
Make you blind or whatever , 
In the DANGEROUS KITCHEN , 
At my house tonight
I feel the same way about "The Torture Never Stops"....both great tracks


Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumblin
P*ss they clothes
Scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window-hole
Hundred yards away
That all they ever get to know
'bout the regular life in the day
'bout the regular life in the day

Slime and rot and rats and snuck
Vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldier men
Holdin' spears by the iron door
Stinks so bad, stones are chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops
In the den where
The giant fire puffer woiks
And the torture never stops
The torture never stops, torture
The torture never stops
The torture never stops

Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steamin' pig
In a tumbers right near there
In the chambers right near there
He eats de snouts an trotters first!
The loins and the groins are then dispersed
His carvin style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed (4x)
And disagree it, well no one durst
He the best of cause of all the woist
Best of cause of all the woist

He stinks so bad his stones been chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops
In the room with the iron maiden
And the torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops


2012/12/16 02:51:20
bapu
"So I turned to face myself, but I never caught a glimpse" 
Changes, David Jones Bowie
2012/12/16 02:53:25
bapu
"Because the wind is high it blows my mind" ~Lennon
2012/12/16 03:23:44
drewfx1
Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone

Sheryl Crow - A Change (Would Do You Good)
2012/12/16 03:24:55
sharke
I love sausage rolls....
2012/12/16 03:41:47
backwoods
"I thought if you played acoustic guitar... It meant you were... A proootest singer. I can smile about it now but at the time it was terrible"

Shakespeare sister: The Smiths

Mozza has a thousand legendary lines.
2012/12/16 06:33:48
jamesg1213
''Only love makes killing time so cruel
The hours come and you drag them 'round with you
When she is gone the whole hangdog house aches
And you hum along to the sound of heartbreaks
You think you hear in every song ''


- Justin Currie 'Only Love'


'
She said - maybe it's the skeevy look in your eyes
Or that your mind has turned to applesauce..
the dreary architecture of your soul..
I said -  but what is it exactly that turns you off?''

- Steely Dan - 'Cousin Dupree'



''Life carries on
In the people i meet
In everyone that's out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rot and the rust
In the ashes and the dust
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on

It's just the car that we ride in
A home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in
And life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on ''


- Peter Gabriel - 'I Grieve'



''Rosary running through my fingers
Hang it up on the rear-view mirror
Match a cigarette
Crack the quarter-light open''


- Tim Wilkinson - When the Devil Gives Up
2012/12/16 07:14:51
bitflipper
A favorite rhyme: you really put me through a blender, you're a credit to your gender.

Fun singalong song to perform in bars: were you born an a$$hole, or did you work at it your whole life? Either way, it worked out, 'cause yer an a$$hole tonight. I was talkin' to yer mother, just the other night. Said I thought you were an a$$hole, she said yes, I think you're right.
2012/12/16 12:21:06
Old55
I thought I thought of everything.  Learning To Fly--Pink Floyd.
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