PastaJoe

Whenever I'm with him Something inside starts to burning And I'm filled with desire Could it be the devil in me Or is this the way love's supposed to be? It's like a heat wave Burning in my heart Can't keep from crying It's tearing me apart

Tonight I'll be on that hill 'cause I can't stop I'll be on that hill with everything I got With our lives on the line where dreams are found and lost I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost For wanting things that can only be found In the darkness on the edge of town In the darkness on the edge of town

Downtown we'll drown We're in our never splendour Flowers, showers Who's got the new boy gender? I'll be your baby, I'll be your score I'll run the gun for you and so much more I'll tumble for ya, I'll tumble for ya I'll tumble for ya, I'll tumble for you I'll tumble for ya, I'll tumble for ya I'll tumble for ya, I'll tumble

Three Stooges Sid Caesar and Imogene Coca Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner

Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars

From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road We'll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road Little darlin', come with me Won't you help me share my load From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road

You were workin' as a waitress in a cocktail bar When I met you I picked you out, I shook you up and turned you around Turned you into someone new Now five years later on, you've got the world at your feet Success has been so easy for you But don't forget, it's me who put you where you are now And I can put you back down too Don't, don't you want me? You know I can't believe it when I hear that you won't see me Don't, don't you want me? You know I don't believe you when you say that you don't need me It's much too late to find You think you've changed your mind You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry Don't you want me, baby? Don't you want me? Oh Don't you want me, baby? Don't you want me? Oh

It's a late night show, on the radio Goin' down the road, with the wolf-man Lightnin' bugs all around, moonlight shinin' down On little sleepy towns, down in the flat-land I can still hear mama calling Son it's time to come on in And when the darkness started fallin' Everybody gathered 'round the table, amen. Mississippi Moon hanging in the haze I wish I never left you Spent enough time in the old rat race Goin' back down to the Delta

I've been run down and I've been lied to. And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool. She took all my money, wrecks my new car. Now she's with one of my good time buddies, They're drinkin in some cross-town bar. Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel, Like I been tied to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.

Let me run with you tonightI'll take you on a moonlight rideThere's someone I used to seeBut she don't give a damn for meBut let me get to the point, let's roll another jointAnd turn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proudYou don't know how it feelsYou don't know how it feels to be me

Kenneth Copeland

Well I won't back downNo I won't back downYou can stand me up at the gates of HellBut I won't back downNo I'll stand my groundWon't be turned aroundAnd I'll keep this world from draggin' me downGonna stand my groundAnd I won't back down (I won't back down)Hey babyThere ain't no easy way out (I won't back down)Hey I, will stand my groundAnd I won't back down

My 87 year old mother had both knees replaced over a few years. First one went fine with no lingering pain. The doctor wanted to try a new procedure on the second, and after a year it still bothers her. But she’s 87. i just got diagnosed with a torn meniscus, but the doctor recommended I don’t have surgery if I can deal with the pain, because at my age it sometimes doesn’t improve.

We can dance if we want to, we've got all your life and mine As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it Everything'll work out right I say, we can dance if we want to we can leave your friends behind Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance Well they're are no friends of mine I say we can dance, we can dance everything out of control We can dance, we can dance we're doing it wall to wall We can dance, we can dance everybody look at your hands We can dance, we can dance everybody's takin' the chance Oh well the safety dance Ah yes the safety dance

Mississippi Queen You know what I mean Mississippi Queen She taught me everything Went down around Vicksburg Around Louisiana way Where lived the Cajun Lady Aboard the Mississippi Queen You know she was a dancer She moved better on wine While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine

“Gym” Jordan

Kielbasa, the homemade grey kind. When I was a kid my aunt would make it from scratch for holidays. I would turn the hand grinder to mix the meat and spices as it went into the casing. Unfortunately she passed away 20 years ago and nobody can find her recipe. Back then they just knew how to do it. It’s hard to find outside of Buffalo and the Broadway Market.

Who's goin' to ride that chrome 3-wheeler? Who's goin' to make that first mistake Who wants to wear those gypsy leather All the way to Fire Lake Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe? You remember Uncle Joe He was the one afraid to cut the cake Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah? Joe's run off to Fire Lake Joe's run off to Fire Lake

Susan, looks like I am losin' I'm losin' my mind (losin' my mind) I'm wastin' my time Susan do you have to be confusin' I ask myself why you're sayin' goodbye No other girl could ever take the place of you Though you're hurtin' me You know I'll always be thinkin' of you Girl I always love you

Brightburn is a great take on if the Superman origin story went sideways. There are many “holy sh*t” moments. If you like the superhero genre you should see it.

Tuesday afternoon I'm just beginning to see Now I'm on my way It doesn't matter to me Chasing the clouds away Something calls to me The trees are drawing me near I've got to find out why Those gentle voices I hear Explain it all with a sigh I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of Tuesday afternoon Tuesday afternoon