London calling, and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
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…Like Clockwork
first single from the new album:
Queens of the Stone Age – My God Is the Sun
I’m waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I’m breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa
“Book ’em, Danno!” Five-O
is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Forty Six & 2
Change is coming
Now is my time
don’t you know how sweet and wonderful life can be?
you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout come on baby
we’re all sensitive people
with so much to give, understand me sugar
it’s something unpredictable but in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life
for what it’s worth it was worth all the while
2 pints of booze, tell me are you a badfish too?
When you grab a hold of me, tell me that I’ll never be set free
But I’m a parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night
Ain’t got no money to spend, I hope the night will never end
Lord knows I’m weak, won’t somebody get me off of this reef
Lord knows I’m weak, won’t somebody get me off of this reef
I really need to realize how much people value me!!
… how highly they regard me! I mean, I’ve always known, ain’t no secret there … but lately, the adulation has been constant, non-stop … and it got me thinking, opening my eyes even more to how much everyone likes&respects me! Always going above and beyond/going the extra mile for me. And I came to the realization why (again – wasn’t no secret, but with so much of it recently, made me think ’bout it) … very simple really …
it’s not whatcha got, it’s a-what you give
it ain’t the life you choose, it’s the life you live
it’s only what you give, only what you give, only what you give
it’s not whatcha got, a-but the life you live
it’s the life you live
I’m finished making sense Done pleading ignorance That whole defense
You know they all pretend
Keep you in the dark
And so it all beganSend in your skeletons
Sing as their bones go marching in again
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are ever ready
Are you ready?
I’m finished making sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole defense
Spinning infinity boy
The wheel is spinning me
It’s never-ending never-ending
Same old story
What if I say I’m not like the others?
What if I say I’m not just another one of your plays?
You’re the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender?
In time or so I’m told
I’m just another soul for sale oh well
The page is out of print
We are not permanent
We’re temporary temporary
Same old story
I’m the voice inside your head
You refuse to hear
I’m the face that you have to face
Mirrored in your stare
I’m what’s left I’m what’s right
I’m the enemy
I’m the hand that will take you down
Bring you to your knees
So who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Keep you in the dark
You know they all pretend
What if I say I’m not like the others?
Keep you in the dark
What if I say I’m not just another one of your plays?
You know they all pretend
You’re the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender?
So who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
I’ve been drinking life, while you’ve been nauseous
All my life I’ve been searching for something something never comes never leads to nothing nothing satisfies but I’m getting close closer to the prize at the end of the rope
On and on I’ve got nothing to hide
On and on I’ve got nothing to hide
I’m turning 50, and I’m luvin’ it!!
Not only am I NOT dreading it, I’m embracing it!! It’s to the point where recently I’m taunting/daring/wanting anyone & everyone to ask me my age … go ahead, lol! I haven’t felt as healthy in my life, I feel vibrant & strong, got plenty spring chicken zip in my step and not a single person I know who turned fifty could say the same, nor did they indicate being excited ’bout it either … in fact, I’ll match up my 50 year-old Ken-Ken playing, 8K running, BBQ-ing/grilling, Vitamixing skinny-ass against the lot of you!! And yes, I’m being premature by a month with my 50giddiness … like I said, I have zip, lol!
My official 50 year-old pics (don’t know what it is, it’s not that I’m unhappy with the pics, I’m not – just can seem to get the lighting to co-operate, and I’m not happy about that, despite my efforts trying to correct it) … and don’t give me grief I’m not quite there yet, it’s MY blog … indulge me … lemme enjoy each and every day getting there … one more month baby, one month!!
… as for my present: (come back strong with) 50 belly dancers … can’t stop addicted to the shindig …
Her Hitler hairdo is making me feel ill
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get when you mess with us
I’ve given all I can, it’s not enough, I’ve given all I can
For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
I’m not man or machine, I’m just something in between
Turn that dial all the way
Shoot me like a rocket into space
Lovin’ every minute of it
Lovin’ every minute of it
Lovin’ every minute of it
Lovin’ every minute of it
I’m Me – Me Be – Goddamn – I Am – I Can
If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away
Watch me unravel, I’ll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I’ve come undone
you can’t get romantic on a subway line
conductor don’t like it says you’re wastin’ your time
but everybody wants some, I want some too
everybody wants some, how about you?
yeah, here comes the water it comes to wash away the sins of you and I this time you see
when you seek me you destroy me
rape my mind and smell the poppies
born and bloodied every single time
don’t step on the grass, sam!!
… my newly planted grass asshole!! It’s mean and evil, wicked and nasty … Oh, and I know who you are, and that’s two days in a row, lucky-for-your-two-saving-steps-lazy-ass… I ain’t around that time of day … but I swear, I catch ya in the act … I’m puttin’ yer nuts in my vice … if ya have a set I mean!!


