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in honor of JA's big deal... I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas. I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge. I've got lots of lovely lire. Now the Deutschmark's getting dearer, And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge. There is nothing quite as wonderful as money. There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash. Some people say it's folly, But I'd rather have the lolly. With money you can make a splash.

Well, I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me They call me the workin' man

So close, no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words, I don't just say And nothing else matters

Tuesday afternoon is never ending Wednesday morning papers didn't come Thursday night your stockings needed mending See how they run Lady Madonna, children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet

Is he an author?

Wheel within wheels in a spiral array A pattern so grand and complex Time after time we lose sight of the way Our causes can't see their effects

Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world

I watched the first episode last night. Pretty entertaining, but may be a tough premise to keep interesting all series (and I enjoy a good musical). Episode 1 was good. Also watched the first episode of this last night. Really well-done and will definitely watch more. That said, I really wish Rick Rubin would put on some f'ing shoes.

It is the engine that drives itself But it chooses the uphill climb A bearing on magnetic north Growing farther away all the time Can't stop moving Can't stop moving Can't stop You may be right It's all a waste of time I guess that's just a chance I'm prepared to take A danger I'm prepared to face Cut to the chase

These three always did it for me.

I'm getting some good vibrations from this pic of Brian Wilson. (gotta be...can still see the same smile and eyes despite the years of drug abuse and health challenges)

Just another hunter, like a wolf in the sun Just another junkie on a scoring run Just another victim of the things he has done Just another day in the life of a loaded gun The odds get even You name the game The odds get even The stakes are the same You bet your life

I know there's something in the wake of your smile I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yeah You've built a love but that love falls apart Your little piece of Heaven turns too dark Listen to your heart when he's calling for you Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do I don't know where you're going and I don't know why But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye

Bees/wasps...why the F do we have bees and wasps? And don't give me any of that pollination nonsense...we can get plenty of that from butterflys and moths. One time had a wasp in the family room. I made my wife go in and take care of it while stayed in the kitchen to protect the kids. Also, feet. Not scared of them, but 99.99% of people's feet are f'ing gross (mine included)

I'm a few years late (which just gives me more seasons to binge), but just got into and am really loving Bosch on Amazon Prime. Smart, gritty, decently paced. I had read a couple of Harry Bosch books way back in the day, but for some reason never watched the series until now. For fans of very slow burn foreign language fare, Katla on Netflix is worth checking out. Icelandic with subtitles (or I suppose you could watched in dubbed English if that's your thing) set in a remote mostly abandoned town impacted by a year-long (and counting) volcanic eruption. A bit sci-fi, a bit supernatural, very moody/creepy.

He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night He's the bloodstain on the stage He's the tear in your eye Been tempted by his lie He's the knife in your back, he's rage He's the razor to the knife Oh, lonely is our lives My head's spinning 'round and 'round But in the seasons of wither We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and Shout, shout, shout Shout at the devil

Gotta be Michael Moore

Seems so long I've been waiting, still don't know what for There's no point in escaping, I don't worry anymore I can't come out to find you, I don't like to go outside They can turn off my feelings like they're turning off the light

I turn my back to the wind To catch my breath Before I start off again Driven on Without a moment to spend To pass an evening With a drink and a friend I let my skin get too thin I'd like to pause, No matter what I pretend Like some pilgrim Who learns to transcend Learns to live As if each step was the end

When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To see a marching band He said, "Son when you grow up Would you be the savior of the broken The beaten and the damned?" He said "Will you defeat them Your demons, and all the non-believers The plans that they have made?" "Because one day I'll leave you A phantom to lead you in the summer To join The Black Parade"

My uncle has a country place No one knows about He says it used to be a farm Before the "Motor Law" And on Sundays I elude the eyes And hop the turbine freight To far outside the wire Where my white-haired uncle waits

If I could turn the page In time then I'd rearrange just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes But I couldn't find a way So I'll settle for one day to believe in you Tell me, tell me, tell me lies

Safe to assume that he is not famous for playing tennis?

All of us get lost in the darkness Dreamers learn to steer by the stars All of us do time in the gutter Dreamers turn to look at the cars Turn around and turn around and turn around Turn around and walk the razor's edge Don't turn your back And slam the door on me

I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be 'Bop-bop-bop-bop You're gonna give your love to me Bop-bop-bop-bop I want to love you night and day 'Bop-bop-bop-bop You know my loving not fade away Bop-bop-bop-bop Well you know my loving not fade away