PastaJoe

One day while I was not at home While she was there and all alone The angels came Now all I have is memories of Honey And I wake up nights and call her name Now my life's an empty stage Where Honey lived and Honey played And love grew up And a small cloud passes overhead And cries down on the flower bed That Honey loved

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia That's the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer 'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

Our love is alive, and so we begin Foolishly laying our hearts on the table Stumblin' in Our love is a flame, burning within Now and then firelight will catch us Stumblin' in

Father, father We don't need to escalate You see, war is not the answer For only love can conquer hate You know we've got to find a way To bring some lovin' here today Picket lines and picket signs (sister, sister) Don't punish me with brutality (sister, sister) Talk to me (sister) So you can see (sister) Oh, what's going on (what's going on) What's going on (what's going on) What's going on (what's going on) What's going on (what's going on)

In the chilly hours and minutes Of uncertainty, I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand, along the sand Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind

I'm taking the shade out of the sun Whatever made me think that I was number one I oughta know, easy come, easy go Sittin' it out, now I'm spinnin' the dial Just thinkin' about the chump I've been, I have to smile Didn't I know, easy come, easy go

Blue Jean I just met me a girl named Blue Jean Blue Jean She got a camouflaged face and no money Remember they always let you down when you need 'em Oh, Blue Jean Is heaven any sweeter than Blue Jean She got a police bike She got a turned up nose

Hello mother, hello father Here I am at Camp Granada Camp is very entertaining And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining I went hiking with Joe Spivey He developed poison ivy You remember Lennard Skinard He got ptomain poisoning last night after dinner

I let it fly in the breeze And get caught in the trees Give a home for the fleas in my hair A home for the fleas A hive for the buzzin' bees A nest for birds There ain't no words for the beauty and the splendor The wonder of my Hair (hair, hair, hair, hair, hair) Grow it, show it Long as I can grow it My hair

I'm a fleabit peanut monkey And all my friends are junkies That's not really true I'm a cold Italian pizza I could use a lemon squeezer What you do? But I've been bit and I've been tossed around By every she-rat in this town Have you babe? But I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey woman too

Only love can make it rain The way the beach is kissed by the sea Only love can make it rain Like the sweat of lovers layin' in the fields Love, reign o'er me Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign Life is demanding without understanding I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign No one's gonna drag you up To get into the light where you belong But where do you belong?

This magic moment, so different and so new But like any other until I kissed you And then it happened It took me by surprise I knew that you felt it too by the look in your eyes

Here we lie all alone am I dreaming? Your heart's smooth my soul is unbelieving Now you see the me and I'm feeling, I'm feeling I feel your hands, your lips, the heat of your body Whisper your love to me say that you love me Please just love me down and never leave me, I'm a dreamer

I heard the batter has to be ready with 8 seconds left. That’s dumb, just let the pitcher pitch whenever he wants within the time regardless of if the batter is ready. Call it a strike if it’s over the plate.

He waited until the top prospects were signed so he’d have a better chance of coming back.

I don't care what they may know I don't care where they may go I don't care what they may know Jesus is just alright, oh yeah

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine Quiet thoughts come floating down And settle softly to the ground Like golden autumn leaves around my feet I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories Sweet memories

Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power, but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The music's for the sad man

Rise up this mornin', Smiled with the risin' sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:") Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Girl, we've been meant for this Since we were born No problems now (the coast is clear) It's just the calm before the storm This must be just like livin' in paradise And I don't want to go home

Hey baby, they're playing our song The one we used to hear when We used to get along Hey baby, they're playing our song Let's get back together That's where we belong

I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood I can make you dance, can make you sing I can make you dance, I can make you sing If you want me too

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early

Don't get me wrong If I'm looking kind of dazzled I see neon lights Whenever you walk by Don't get me wrong If you say hello and I take a ride Upon a sea where the mystic moon Is playing havoc with the tide Don't get me wrong