Trip to Dublin

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, gas, gas
 
Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
We need a break, let's go out to the lake, Earl
We'll pack a lunch, and stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Is that alright? Hey!
 
Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
As I walk through this world
Nothing can stop the Duke of Earl
And-a you, you are my girl
And no one can hurt you, oh no
 
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
 
^Can someone please ban him again. This place was much more enjoyable to read without his presence.
 
^Can someone please ban him again. This place was much more enjoyable to read without his presence.

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^Can someone please ban him again. This place was much more enjoyable to read without his presence.


Whaaaaat? Is there really all that much to post about right now that makes for an enjoyable read?
 
Livin' easy
Lovin' free
Season ticket on a one way ride
Askin' nothin'
Leave me be
Takin' everythin' in my stride
Don't need reason
Don't need rhyme
Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
Goin' down
Party time
My friends are gonna be there too
 
I let the whiskey talk
And baby it said too much
I got the feeling now
It didn't say enough
 
What the hell's going on around here?

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place, there's a better life
Don't you know, don't you know
Man, don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
 
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
Some of us won't survive
See the boys and me mean business
Bustin' out dead or alive
 
The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walk around with
Their heads in the sky
Cities aflame in the summer time
And, the beat goes on

Air pollution, revolution, gun control,
Sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon
Kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will
Solve everything
And the band played on
So round and round and round we go
Where the world's headed, nobody knows
Just a ball of confusion
Oh yea, that's what the wold is today

(released May 1970)
 
^Can someone please ban him again. This place was much more enjoyable to read without his presence.
Don't come around here no more
Don't come around here no more
Whatever you're looking for
Hey! don't come around here no more
 
in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose
 
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