woodworker Posted February 16, 2015 Share Posted February 16, 2015 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Foamy T. Squirrel Posted February 17, 2015 Share Posted February 17, 2015 I'd love to hear Nora or Diana sing this (though lately I think Diana or Alina could sing it with more conviction). In fact. I'd love to hear Diana Ross sing it in person, but I suspect there's little chance of that. So, here's to Detroit for exporting a fantastic voice to the world... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
woodworker Posted February 17, 2015 Share Posted February 17, 2015 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hgF-PRY96Is I was so fucking out of it when this was spinning around one night. It's funny how you can recall the very thoughts that were in your head back then, as it's been that long since I heard this song. It's not one of my favorites, but the friends were there, in what seems like a hundred years ago now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KarenKraft Posted February 17, 2015 Share Posted February 17, 2015 Muzzies Discover Rock ‘n’ Roll [And] Then He Kicked Me Well, he walked up to me And he asked me if I wanted to die He looked kinda mean And so I said, "Please don’t make me cry" Then he lunged, and held me tight And when he punched my face that night All his friends had formed a line So they could kick me Each time I saw him I knew he would kick me again I wanted to tell my dad But he'd just likely join in I didn't know just what to do So I whispered, "Alahu" But before I could get out the “Akhbar” part He really kicked me He kicked me in a place That I've never been kicked before He kicked me in the way that You might kick a dog or a whore I knew from that time It was going to get really bad The very next day he appeared at my home To beat my mom and my dad Then he asked me to be his bride And always be right by his side I told him that I was only nine And then he kicked me Then he asked me to be his bride And always be right by his side I told him that I was only nine And then he kicked me, and then he kicked me And then he kicked me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Foamy T. Squirrel Posted February 19, 2015 Share Posted February 19, 2015 I was so fucking out of it when this was spinning around one night. It's funny how you can recall the very thoughts that were in your head back then, as it's been that long since I heard this song. It's not one of my favorites, but the friends were there, in what seems like a hundred years ago now. Damn, spot-on bro, you just took me back to the Magic Bus in an Indian Reservation where the girls were dying to hang out (and get pregnant) with the Cal dudes just so they could get the fuck outta there. We listened to this song (Sister Morphine and Sweet Virginia, of course) and if you hadn't have posted it, I probably would not have remembered those days so long ago: the smell of the air, the beauty of the countryside, or the sound of the Indian maiden's sexy voice asking me for some money because her welfare check hadn't shown up yet. Alas, poor little Squirrel was broke as usual, but she was happy to inhale herbs from Squirrel's kitchen. And we also listened to this: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
woodworker Posted February 19, 2015 Share Posted February 19, 2015 How funny,.. "Inhale the herb's from the Squirrel's kitchen". I needed that just now. Thanks. I tip my hat to some of the good people here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KarenKraft Posted February 19, 2015 Share Posted February 19, 2015 "Creep" When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking* special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here She's running out the door She's running out She run run run run... Run... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here * The word "fucking" is replaced by the word "very" when performances are to be televised. Original lyrics are copyrighted using the word "fucking." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Foamy T. Squirrel Posted February 21, 2015 Share Posted February 21, 2015 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Ozi Posted February 24, 2015 Share Posted February 24, 2015 The REAL Lola Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozi Posted February 27, 2015 Share Posted February 27, 2015 http://www.abc.net.au/news/2015-02-27/grand-organ-sings-again/6268248 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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