PastaJoe

He’s the father on South Park. Have to give some love to one of the original funny men, Ed Norton on the Honeymooners.

Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing. Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago. Where have all the flowers gone? The girls have picked them every one. Oh, When will you ever learn? Oh, When will you ever learn?

We named our rescue cat Bella because she likes to have her belly rubbed.

Ooh child Things are gonna be easier Ooh child Things'll be brighter Some day, yeah We'll put it together and we'll get it undone Some day When your head is much lighter

It was nothing at all (nothing at all) Like anything I had felt before And nothing at all (nothing at all) Like I thought, no, it's so much more No one else has ever made me feel this way And when I asked you how you did it, you just say "Baby, it was nothing at all"

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas And ate all your razors while pullin' the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walkin' on snow white New York's a go-go and everything tastes right Poor little Greene

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen

And that defense that’s given up 32 points so far is why they won’t make the Super Bowl.

Unfortunately if the Bills win McD will say everything’s fine.

That was a 1st down. Bills got a break from the refs.

Tampa special team keeping the Bills in the game.

Got out of town on a boat goin' to Southern islands Sailing a reach before a followin' sea She was makin' for the trades on the outside And the downhill run to Papeete Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas We got eighty feet of the waterline nicely making way In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away

I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Oh, Lord, through the revolution

The night life took me down to Printers Alley Where Sally sang a song behind a bar I ran my eyes across her as she sang a tangled mime I used to love to hear her sweet guitar

In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water And you fire 'til he is done in but they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again