planet kev

[Nickelback]

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn’t cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I’m sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It’s not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I’m mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I’ve been wrong, i’ve been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream “are we having fun yet?”

yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no

it’s not like you didn’t know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cause living with me must have damn near killed you

And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am

It’s not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I’m mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I’ve been wrong, i’ve been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream “are we having fun yet?”

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn’t cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what i really am
This is how you remind me
Of what i really am

It’s not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I’m mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I’ve been wrong, i’ve been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream “are we having fun yet?”
yet, yet
are we having fun yet
are we having fun yet
are we having fun yet

You May Be Right
[Billy Joel]

Friday night I crashed your party
Saturday I said I’m sorry
Sunday came and trashed me out again
I was only having fun
Wasn’t hurting anyone
And we all enjoyed the weekend for a change

I’ve been stranded in the combat zone
I walked through Bedford Stuy alone
Even rode my motorcycle in the rain
And you told me not to drive
But I made it home alive
So you said that only proves that I’m insane

You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for
Turn out the light
Don’t try to save me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right

Remember how I found you you there
Alone in your electric chair
I told you dirty jokes until you smiled
You were lonely for a man
I said take me as I am
‘Cause you might enjoy some madness for a while

Now think of all the years you tried to
Find someone to satisfy you
I might be as crazy as you say
If I’m crazy then it’s true
That it’s all because of you
And you wouldn’t want me any other way
You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for
It’s too late to fight
It’s too late to change me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right

You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for
Turn out the light
Don’t try to save me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right
You may be wrong but you may be right
You may be wrong but you may be right

[madison avenue]

Hit it!

Oh well now!

When I was a little girl
My mama sat me down and told me all about the world
Well now she, she told me true
She said one day you would probably break my heart in two

But now I, I beg to differ baby
I don’t take it the way you like to give it
Now look at you, on your knees
Sweet as sugar baby, sayin’ please

I said I’m looking at you, well
Said I’m looking at you, uh-huh
I said I’m looking at you

Now who the hell are you
To treat me like that?
I don’t care where you been, what you done
Or where you’re at
Now who the hell are you
To act the way you do?
You won’t be smiling by the time I’m through with you
Now who the hell are you?

Oh well now!

Ain’t no cheating, ain’t no lying
Ain’t no explaining, justifying going on around here
Now stand up, and be a man
If you want it, come and get it baby, catch me if you can

Come on and catch me if you can
Well you know that, if you want it
Come and get it, if you want it - ow!

Now who the hell are you
To treat me like that?
I don’t care where you been, what you done
Or where you’re at
Now who the hell are you
To act the way you do?
You won’t be smiling by the time I’m through with you
Now who the hell are you?

Now when I was a little girl
My mama sat me down and told me all about the world
Well now she, she told me true
She said one day you would probably break my heart in two

But now I, I beg to differ baby
I don’t take it the way you like to give it
Now look at you, on your knees
Sweet as sugar baby, sayin’ please

I said I’m looking at you, well
Said I’m looking at you, uh-huh
I said I’m looking at you

Now who the hell are you
To treat me like that?
I don’t care where you been, what you done
Or where you’re at
Now who the hell are you
To act the way you do?
You won’t be smiling by the time I’m through with you
Now who the hell are you?

Madison Avenue

You and me, we have an opportunity
And we could make it something really cool
But you, you think I’m not that kind of girl
I’m here to tell you baby, I know how to rock your world

Don’t think that I’m not strong
I’m the one to take you on
Don’t underestimate me boy
I’ll make you sorry you were born
You don’t know me
The way you really should
You sure misunderstood

Don’t call me baby
You got some nerve, and baby that’ll never do
You know I don’t belong to you
It’s time you knew I’m not your baby
I belong to me, so
Don’t call me baby

Behind my smile is my IQ
I must admit, this does not sit, with the likes of you
You’re really sweet
Mmm, you’re really nice
But didn’t mama ever tell you not to play with fire?

Don’t call me baby
You got some nerve, and baby that’ll never do
You know I don’t belong to you
It’s time you knew I’m not your baby
I belong to me, so
Don’t call me baby

You and me, we have an opportunity
And we could make it something really cool
But you, you think I’m not that kind of girl
I’m here to tell you baby, I know how to rock your world

Don’t call me baby
You got some nerve, and baby that’ll never do
You know I don’t belong to you
It’s time you knew I’m not your baby
I belong to me, so
Don’t call me baby

Don’t call me baby
You got some nerve, and baby that’ll never do
You know I don’t belong to you
It’s time you knew I’m not your baby
I belong to me, so
Don’t call me baby

[db boulevard]

I don’t have a cent
Will I pay my rent?
And even my car doesn’t work
Me and my man?
He’s the one to die for…
We have split up

Can’t you see life’s easy
If you consider things
From another point of view
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah
In another way
From another point of view
Ye ye ye eheh
Oh oh yeah
In another way from
Another point of view

I see life and light
All the colours of the world
So beautiful
Won’t you come with me?

I see birds and trees
All the flowers of the world so beautiful
Won’t you come with me?

Can’t you see life’s easy
If you consider things
From another point of view
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah
In another way
From another point of view
Ye ye ye eheh
Oh oh yeah
In another way from
Another point of view

[elton john]

When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm,
I should have listened to my old man.

You know you can’t hold me forever,
I didn’t sign up with you.
I’m not a present for your friends to open,
This boy’s too young to be singing the blues.

So goodbye yellow brick road,
Where the dogs of society howl.
You can’t plant me in your penthouse,
I’m going back to my plough.

Back to the howling old owl in the woods,
Hunting the horny back toad.
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you’ll do then?
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane.
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you’ll get a replacement,
There’s plenty like me to be found.
Mongrels, who ain’t got a penny,
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

So goodbye yellow brick road,
Where the dogs of society howl.
You can’t plant me in your penthouse,
I’m going back to my plough.

Back to the howling old owl in the woods,
Hunting the horny back toad.
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

[tone-loc]

And we go a little something like this
HIT IT!!

Alright, dig it.
C’mon

Go cooling at a bar
And I’m lookin’ for some action
But like Mick Jagger said
I can’t get no satisfaction
The girls are all around
But none of them wanna get wit’ me
My threads are fresh and I’m lookin deaf
Yo, what’s up with L-O-C
The girls are all jockin
At the other end of the bar
Drinkin’ with some no name chump
When they know that I’m the star
So I got up and strolled over
To the other side of the cantina
I asked the guy why you so fly
He said funky cold medina

Funky cold medina

This brother told me a secret
On how to get more chicks
Put a little medina in your glass
And the girls’ll come real quick
It’s better than any alcohol
Or aprhodisiac
A couple of sips of this love potion
And she’ll be on your lap
So I gave some to my dog
When he began to beg
And then he licked his bowl and he looked at me
And did the wild thing on my leg
He used to scratch and bite me
Before he was much much meaner
But now all the poodles run to my house
For the funky cold medina

Y’know what I’m sayin’
I got every dog in my neighborhood
Breaking down my door
I got Spuds McKenzie
Alex from Stroughs
They won’t leave my dog alone
With that Medina, pal

I went up to this girl
She said “Hi, my name is Sheena”
I’d thought she’d be good to go
With a little funky cold medina
She siad “I’d like a drink”
I said hmm, I’ll go get it
And then a couple of sips
She cold licked her lips
And I knew that she was wit’ it
So I took her to my crib
Everything went as well as planned
But when she got undressed
It was a big ol’ mess
Sheena was a man
So I threw him out
I don’t fool around
With no Oscar Mayer Weiner
You must be sure you’re girl is pure
For the funky cold medina

Y’know what I’m sayin’
Ain’t no plans with a man
This is the eighties
And the Loc is down wit’ the ladies
No joke

Break it down

[instrumental break - 8 measures]

HA HA
HA HA
HA HA

HA HA
HA HA
HA HA

Back in the saddle
Lookin’ for a little affection
I took a shot as a contestant
On the Love Connection
The audience voted
And y’know, they picked a winner
I took my date to the Hilton
For medina and some dinner
She had a few drinks
I’m thinking soon what I’ll be getting
Instead she started talking about
Plans for our wedding
So I grabbed my coat and hit the door
Said “Baby, I’ll be seein’ ya”
That’s why I found you don’t fool around
With the funky cold medina

Y’know what I’m sayin’
That medina’s a monster

Funky cold medina

By: Bonnie Summerville

Well, the rain keeps on coming down
It feels like a flood in my head
And that road keeps on calling me
Screaming to everything lying ahead

And it’s a winding road
I’ve been walking for a long time
I still don’t know
Where it goes
And it’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
I still have hope
I’m gonna find my way home

And I can see a little house
On top of the hill
And I can smell the ocean
The salt in the air
And I can see you
You’re standing there
And you’re washing your car
And I can see California sun in your hair

And its a winding road
I’ve been walking for a long time
Still don’t know
Where it goes
And it’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
Still have hope
I’m gonna find my way home

All these dreams took me so far
And I felt I just couldn’t go on
And I want to hang
Out the window of your car
And see just how good this baby can run

‘Cause it’s a winding road
I’ve been walking for a long time
And I still don’t know
Where it goes
And it’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
Still have hope
We’re gonna find our way home

It’s a winding road
Still have hope
One day we’ll find our way home
It’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
Still have hope
We’re gonna find our way home

It’s a long way home
It’s a long way home

From the BBC: [link]

Following a poor Republican result in the US mid-term elections, US President George W Bush has announced that Defence Secretary Donald Rumsfeld is to step down.
Mr Rumsfeld, one of the longest-serving defence secretaries, is known for his rhetoric. Here are a selection of quotes from his six years under George W Bush.

Read the quotes [BBC.co.uk]

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