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 Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:00 pm
Arthur Joseph Curry Hey Rex... do you have something from Grease 2 ?? You mean something like... * steals the mic* Spending my vacation in the summer sun, Gettin' lots of action and a lots of fun. Scorin' like a bandit 'til the bubble burst - Suddenly it got to be September First. Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole. I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! Geometry and history is just a pain, Biology and chemistry destroys my brain. Well don't they know that I deserve a better fate? I'm really much too young to matriculate. Well mama please, your child's come down with a fatal disease. Mama said, "Come on you lazy bum now get your butt out of bed!" "You gotta go back, back, back to school again!" It's bye-bye fun, get your homework done, You better be in by ten, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! I got my books together and I dragged my feet, Then I saw this angel boppin' down the street. I said, "Hey, pretty baby, howsabout a date?" She said, "I'm going to school, and I can't be late." Well, I can see, that look in her eyes was sayin' "Follow me," And I was caught - I thought of playing hooky, but on second thought, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school ... again!!!
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:00 pm
*Shifts the two together gaining curled hair and a nice suit. He starts off by snapping his fingers and swaying to the music*
It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
It's not unusual to have fun with anyone
but when I see you hanging about with anyone
It's not unusual to see me cry,
oh I wanna' die
It's not unusual to go out at any time
but when I see you out and about it's such a crime
if you should ever want to be loved by anyone,
It's not unusual it happens every day no matter what you say
you find it happens all the time
love will never do what you want it to
why can't this crazy love be mine
It's not unusual, to be mad with anyone
It's not unusual, to be sad with anyone
but if I ever find that you've changed at anytime
it's not unusual to find out that I'm in love with you
whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:01 pm
Jesus Christ. I just survived the 4-hour weekend Kareokeefest of HELL, and now this.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:03 pm
Jessica Jones Arthur Joseph Curry Hey Rex... do you have something from Grease 2 ?? You mean something like... * steals the mic* Spending my vacation in the summer sun, Gettin' lots of action and a lots of fun. Scorin' like a bandit 'til the bubble burst - Suddenly it got to be September First. Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole. I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! Geometry and history is just a pain, Biology and chemistry destroys my brain. Well don't they know that I deserve a better fate? I'm really much too young to matriculate. Well mama please, your child's come down with a fatal disease. Mama said, "Come on you lazy bum now get your butt out of bed!" "You gotta go back, back, back to school again!" It's bye-bye fun, get your homework done, You better be in by ten, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! I got my books together and I dragged my feet, Then I saw this angel boppin' down the street. I said, "Hey, pretty baby, howsabout a date?" She said, "I'm going to school, and I can't be late." Well, I can see, that look in her eyes was sayin' "Follow me," And I was caught - I thought of playing hooky, but on second thought, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school ... again!!! *applauds*
we're all going to hell isn't it ??
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:03 pm
ANYTHING not from Grease.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:04 pm
Under the Sea for my teammate who did great in the Kapow Hunt!!
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:04 pm
Wally_West Jesus Christ. I just survived the 4-hour weekend Kareokeefest of HELL, and now this. And I wasn't invited?
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:05 pm
Wally_West ANYTHING not from Grease.
*Shifts into a large group dressed in the attire of the great nation of India. They all start to shake and dance in an incredibly choreographed display*
Kehna hai jo dilse kaho
Dilbar mere dil mein raho
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Ab darrna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Ab karna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Kehna hai jo dil se kaho
Dilbar mere dil mein raho
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Ab darrna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Ab karna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Duniya ki baaton ko ye pagla nahin maanta
Ye pyaar ho jaaye kab koi nahin jaanta
Barfeele mausam mein bhi shola bhadakne lage
Na jaane kaise kahan ye dil dhadakne lage
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Ab darrna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Ab karna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Deewangi ne teri majboor itna kiya
Socha na samjha sanam sab kuchh tujhe de diya
Saanson mein garmi teri dhadkan mein tera nasha
Teri bhi chaahat mein hai jaadu koi dilruba
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Ab karna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Ab darrna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Kehna hai jo dil se kaho
Dilbar mere dil mein raho
Mohabbat ki nahin hai mohabbat ho gayi hai
Ab darrna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o..
Sharaarat ki nahin hai sharaarat ho gayi hai
Ab karna bhi kya ho
Ho oh o
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:06 pm
Jessica Jones Wally_West Jesus Christ. I just survived the 4-hour weekend Kareokeefest of HELL, and now this. And I wasn't invited? You guys never ask.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:07 pm
And just what, Rex, was that?
*clears throat*
Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes.
Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes
When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes.
When mothers pack and leave poor father
Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,
Anything Goes.
If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes
If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!
And though I'm not a great romancer
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes...
Anything goes!
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:08 pm
Well there was the movie yesterday, and I worked tonight. I also haven't bought my Cole Porter cd yet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:09 pm
Jess, I just Bollywooded! That beats a lot of things. oh and for the Sea man ... giggle...
*Shifts into a Jamaican crab and several other sea creatures.*
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling it's better
Down where it's wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'
Under the sea
Down here all the fish is happy
As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy
They sad 'cause they in their bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who's gon' be on the plate
Under the sea
Under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us
In fricassee
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook
We got no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea
Under the sea
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally
Even the sturgeon an' the ray
They get the urge 'n' start to play
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Under the sea
The newt play the flute
The carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass
And they soundin' sharp
The bass play the brass
The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul
(Yeah)
The ray he can play
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin' out
The blackfish she sings
The smelt and the sprat
They know where it's at
An' oh that blowfish blow
Under the sea
Under the sea
When the sardine
Begin the beguine
It's music to me
What do they got? A lot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here
know how to jam here
Under the sea
Each little slug here
Cuttin' a rug here
Under the sea
Each little snail here
Know how to wail here
That's why it's hotter
Under the water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the muck here
Under the sea
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:11 pm
And now bringing out the weird tunes! 3nodding
*wrist panel opens and out pops a stunted microcphone, which telescopes and expands to normal size*
The language of the frost lobs dead balloons over ruins today,
In view of wan wordless crowds,
that chase waifs to spires with fiery plumes,
And incite the firmament’s portrait of ’A Drowning in Styx,’
That gives impotents kicks.
Boredom murders the heart of our age,
while sanguinary creeps take the stage,
Boredom strangles the life from the printed page.
Masking vapor trails from Mercury for a killer on Umbria,
Who crippled birch mares now briars replace their old cotton limbs,
Who will tell? I mean would it make a difference?
Look metal flower petal tears do not even appear in the Myopic Mirror.
The moon was sagging in the sky as I held her face to mine,
All our thoughts were coming in so clear beyond the Myopic Mirror,
We were darting from the place where we just couldn’t fit,
For away from all the violence safely flying in our own orbit.
Why do I always have to tell you ”forget about the precient signs!”?
Forget about the life we knew,
May we never be stripped of anything we love,
may we grow so gentle never go mental,
may we never go go mental,
may we always stay stay gentle.
what was my number? 114395? I don’t care!
No no no no no
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