PastaJoe

Yeah, well all the green things died When Ronnie moved to this place He said, don't you dare ask Why I'm cursed to wear this face Now we all know why Children called him Ronnie Frown When he pulled that gun from his pocket And they'd all fall down, down, down

You really don't care if they're coming oh, oh I know that it's all a state of mind, oh. If you go down in the streets today, Baby, you better You better open your eyes Folk down there really don't care, really don't care Don't care, really don't Which, which way the pressure lies So I've decided what I'm gonna do now So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains Where the spirits go now Over the hills where the spirits fly, oh, I really don't know

Honestly , why are my clothes out on the street Honestly, I think you've lost your mind I can't believe I came home to find my car key And honestly I'm way to tired to fight

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?

Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander, baby Stumblin' in the neon groves

He’s been banned from all future Comedy Central roasts.

Rikki, don't lose that number You don't wanna call nobody else Send it off in a letter to yourself Rikki, don't lose that number It's the only one you own You might use it if you feel better When you get home

Don't cry, daddy Daddy, please don't cry Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy And together we'll find a brand new mommy Daddy, daddy, please laugh again Daddy, ride us on your back again Oh, daddy, please, don't cry

I must've been through about a million girls I'd love 'em and I'd leave 'em alone I didn't care how much they cried, no sir Their tears left me cold as a stone But then I fooled around and fell in love I fooled around and fell in love I fooled around and fell in love Fooled around and fell in love

There she stood in the street Smiling from her head to her feet I said hey, what is this Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss I said hey, what's your name baby Maybe we can see things the same Now don't you wait or hesitate Let's move before they raise the parking rate All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now

Ah, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working pumping gas And he makes two-fifty for an hour He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans Sings rock and roll in the shower Driving over Kanan, singing to his soul There's people out there turning music into gold

The king is gone but he's not forgotten Is this the tale of Johnny rotten? It's better to burn out than fade away The king is gone but he's not forgotten.

Girl don't let your life Get tangled up with mine 'Cause I'll just leave you I can't take no clingin' vine Baby baby don't get hooked on me Baby baby don't get hooked on me 'Cause I'll just use you then I'll set you free Baby baby don't get hooked on me

I bought a ticket to the world But now I've come back again Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Oh, I want the truth to be said I know this much is true I know this much is true

Takin' my time, choosin' my lines Tryin' to decide what to do Looks like my stop, don't wanna get off Got myself hung up on you Seems to me you don't wanna talk about it Seems to me you just turn your pretty head and walk away

Detroit

Looks like a QB will be available for Pittsburgh. I was hoping they’d get shut out of the top two.

Smoke show Hutchinson sisters.

The background noise when trying to listen to the analysts is annoying. Glad Hutchinson drops to Detroit, they get a home state player.

Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face Natural child, terrible child Not your mother's or your father's child You’re our child, screamin' wild

You're still the one I want to talk to in bed Still the one that turns my head We're still having fun, and you're still the one

Pancho met his match you know On the deserts down in Mexico Nobody heard his dying words Ah but that's the way it goes All the Federales say They could have had him any day They only let him slip away Out of kindness, I suppose

'Cause I'm a cowboy On a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted), dead or alive 'Cause I'm a cowboy I got the night on my side And I'm wanted (wanted), dead or alive

And there's a girl in this harbor town And she works layin' whiskey down They say, Brandy, fetch another round She serves them whiskey and wine The sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"

The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen And I had quite a ball When I was young