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Ride The Party Bus
04:44
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In '84
I climbed aboard
I flipped the finger at Tipper Gore
In '85
I felt alive
I told the driver: "Baby, DRIVE DRIVE DRIVE"
In '86
I got my kicks
Teasin' my hair and pleasin' chicks
In '87
You know what rhymes with seven
I rode this mother straight to Heaven
Uhh!
Ride the party bus
Ride the party bus
Ride the party bus
C'mon, ride with us
In '88
I rocked your state
I said, "It ain't illegal here to go this late, nuh-uh"
In '89
I don't remember '89.
I don't remember '90 or '91, either
In '92
What can ya do?
All you mopey plaid grunge weenies, ain't no room for you
On the party bus
Ride the party bus
Ride the party bus
C'mon, ride with us
Ride with us!
Now baby, I've been ridin' this bus for 35 years. And I'm here to tell ya: life on the party bus ain't always a bed of roses. You wake up so hung over every morning... they don't make windows tinted enough, you know what I'm sayin'?
And then ya roll into a new town... take the stage... look out at the screamin' crowd... and you ask yourself: where are all the babealicious babes? Everybody here looks like a grandma!
And just the other day I went to the supermarket, and I ran into this dude I went to high school with... he looked like his dad. He was there with some old lady and some babies or somethin'... I think they were shoppin' for applesauce. It was weird.
And he said to me, "You look like you must still be riding that old party bus." And I was like OOH YEAH!!!!!!
And he said to me, "C'mon, you can't STILL be riding that party bus," and I was like OOH YEAH WOOOOOOO!!!!!!
And he said, "What could that possibly be like for you?" And I was like, "Brother -
"Sometimes I roll
Sometimes I rock
Sometimes I ride the roof wearing just one sock
Sometimes I sit here and muse on my emotional health
Sometimes I think I should probably kill myself."
Ride the party bus
Ride the party bus
Ride the party bus
C'mon, ride with us
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Seafarer
03:08
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I don't know where I'm headed, and I do not really care
I just want to get home soon, for my love is waiting there
And if I do not make it back, one thing I know for sure
Is I will live inside her her heart and soul forevermore
Now my exact location is a mystery to me
I'm floating here upon the ocean, lost, I'm lost at sea
I'm drifting, drifting
So many miles from shore
Feels like I've got the whole world on my shoulders
I thought about her all the time, and soon I did conclude
That several things she always did were really kind of rude
And then a thought stole in, and I began to realize
How many times I saw her turn her gaze on other guys
And some old premonition hit I feel now and again:
That while I'm drifting, she's down at the pub with other men
I'm drifting, drifting
So many miles from shore
Feels like I've got the whole world on my shoulders
So now I'll hoist the sails again and float to parts unknown
That jerk can have her booze and bros, I'm better off alone
I'm drifting, drifting
Awash forevermore
Feels like God took the whole world off my shoulders
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You have a winning way, so keep it
Your future, your future, your future
You are an angel heading for a land of sunshine
And fortune us smiling upon you
Prepare for a series of comfortable miracles
From fasting to feasting, to feasting
Life to you is a dashing, bold adventure
So sing and rejoice, sing and rejoice
And look for the dream that keeps coming back
Your future, your future, your future
Pat yourself on the back and give yourself a handshake
'Cause everything is not yet lost
Does life seem worthwhile to you?
Does life seem worthwhile to you?
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Yes, hm-hmm, now for the next question
Does emotional music have quite an effect on you?
Do you feel sometimes that age is against you?
Sing and rejoice, yeah, sing and rejoice
Yes, hm-hmm, that's interesting, but tell me
Do you often sing or whistle just for fun?
Do you feel sometimes that age is against you?
I, I can help , I can help you, I can help you help yourself
Does life seem worthwhile to you?
Does life seem worthwhile to you?
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Comatose
Senile
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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York
Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.
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