SinceThe70s

Well i want my chrissy, 'n i want my beerSo you just barf it back up now, devil,Do you hear?

She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you

She had a snake for a pet And an amulet And she was breeding a dwarf But she wasn't done yet She had gray-green skin A doll with a pin I told her she was awright But I couldn't come in (I couldn't come in right then . . . )

All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'boutShmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th AvenueThis town's been wearing tatters (shattered, sha dooobie shattered)

I need a lover that won't drive me crazySome girl that knows the meaning of, ah-Hey hit the highway!

There is unrest in the forestThere is trouble with the treesFor the maples want more sunlightAnd the oaks ignore their pleas

Danger, danger the Queen's about to killThere's a stranger, stranger and life about to spillOh no move me out of harmI need a spell and a charmFly like the windI'm no pawn, so be gone, speed on and onKill the king

The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun I walk a road horizons change The tournament's begun The purple piper plays his tune The choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue For the court of the crimson king

I was born in '67 The year of Sgt. Pepper And are you experienced Into a suburban heaven Yeah it should've been forever It all seems to make so much sense But after a while You realize time flies And the best thing that you can do Is take whatever comes to you 'Cause time flies

Now I don't like crying Because it only gets me wet But I can't help failing To remember to forget you And I know it's gonna be a long time And I'm crying like a church on Monday Praying for these feelings to go away So do me a favor baby Put down your new God And love me like Sunday again

Moving forward using all my breath Making love to you was never second best I saw the world crashing all around your face Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you

If I had a perfect dayI would have it start this wayOpen up the fridge and have a tall boy

Try to make some changes really on the line Given your religion, never ever time All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor Mothers understand it, baby needs some more Mother Mary could you ever really feel the same And would you try to understand a wild colonial boy

Want to see my picture on the coverWanna buy five copies for my mother Wanna see my smilin' faceOn the cover of the Rollin' Stone

Stripped the videos to shorten the reply but a thumbs up wasn't enough. Love the diversity in what you posted, some I know, some not so much. What I know I like, what I don't I'll check out further, especially since you're not locked in to one band/style.

A bit off topic, but last week I set my Zoom background to the Hanson Brothers from Slapshot and as I'm on a call I notice a "Pet Brick" behind them:

So what happens to a NY baseball writer during the Coronavirus lockdown? Robert Kraft becomes the Mets savior in grace! Someone oughta take that writers temperature. https://nypost.com/2020/04/10/robert-kraft-would-be-perfect-owner-to-lead-mets-into-new-era/

On the back of a winged horse, through the sky of pearly grey.Love is leaf-like... you and me, baby.Twinkle, twinkle, blah, blah, blah, etc.

Feels like an Arby's night.

This is the sound The here and the now You got to talk the talk, the talk, the talk To get it all out I listen I listen I listen But you're out of tune You're so out of tune This is the last song (This is the last song) This is the last song That I will dedicate to you

What would you do if I sang you this song The connection is bad but that's only the phone 'Cause when my words kiss your ear I'll be right there The message is long 'Cause baby this is your song I'll bet that You don't know anybody that could be so bad But if you did you'd be wonderin' where I'm at Well I'll be home when tomorrow morning comes

Looks like the "TV" kid from Willy Wonka

Not something I saw, but someone I know ordered wine from a local vineyard. When it arrived it included two rolls of toilet paper.

Second side of Abbey Road from You Never Give Me Your Money to The End was always one song to me.

Should be room on the playlist for remembrance: