Pariah Posted November 9, 2017 Author Report Share Posted November 9, 2017 You can roll that stone to the top of the hill Drag your ball and chain behind you You can carry that weight with an iron will Or let the pain remain behind you Chip away the stone (Sisyphus) Chip away the stone Make the burden lighter If you must roll that rock alone You can drive those wheels to the end of the road You will still find the past right behind you You can try to deny the weight of the load Try to put the sins of the past night behind you Carve away the stone (Sisyphus) Carve away the stone Make a graven image With some features of your own You can roll that stone to the top of the hill You can carry that weight with an iron will You can drive those wheels to the end of he road You can try to deny the weight of the load Roll away the stone (Sisyphus) Roll away the stone If you could just move yours I could get working on my own Ternaugh 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 9, 2017 Report Share Posted November 9, 2017 Baby, if you just say you care Follow you most anywhere Roll away the stone, roll away the stone And in the darkest night I'll keep you safe and alright Roll away the stone, roll away the stone Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone ? Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die No matter if fools say we can't win I know I'll fall in love again Roll away the stone, roll away the stone So sing - we still got a chance Baby, in love and sweet romance Roll away the stone, roll away the stone Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone ? Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die There's a rockabilly party on Saturday night Are you gonna be there ? (I got my invite) Gonna bring your records (Ohh, will do) Made it Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone ? Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die Come on roll Come on roll, yeah Come on roll I want you to roll Come on, yeah Come on roll Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted November 9, 2017 Report Share Posted November 9, 2017 Took a look down a westbound road, right away I made my choice Headed out to my big two-wheeler, I was tired of my own voice Took a bead on the northern plains and just rolled that power on Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City stopped in a bar to have a brew Met a girl and we had a few drinks and I told her what I'd decided to do She looked out the window a long long moment then she looked into my eyes She didn't have to say a thing, I knew what she was thinkin' Roll, roll me away, won't you roll me away tonight I too am lost, I feel double-crossed and I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right We never even said a word, we just walked out and got on that bike And we rolled And we rolled clean out of sight We rolled across the high plains Deep into the mountains Felt so good to me Finally feelin' free Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise And pretty soon My heart was singin' Roll, roll me away, I'm gonna roll me away tonight Gotta keep rollin, gotta keep ridin', keep searchin' till I find what's right And as the sunset faded I spoke to the faintest first starlight And I said next time Next time We'll get it right Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted November 11, 2017 Report Share Posted November 11, 2017 Used to call me by my first name And now you never even call me at all Used to say I was your only flame It was so simple, I believed it all Now I hear you've got a new friend and lover Who keeps you warm on the cool cool nights There's a rumor in the air don't seem right Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Taking more than their share Taking more than their right Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Rumors, rumors in the air Used to call me when you felt the pain Now you never even feel it at all Used to swear that we would never change And like a fool I believed it all Now you say you had a weekend of trouble As you stare me down with those cool cool eyes There's a rumor in the air don't seem right Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Taking more than their share Taking more than their right Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Rumors, rumors in the air Used to call me by my first name And now you never even call me at all Now you say that I'm the one to blame Doesn't matter how I feel at all Well I hear you've got a new friend and lover You'll take him down it's so plain to see Well there's a rumor in the air killing me Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Taking more than their share Taking more than their right Rumors in the air like a thief in the night Rumors, rumors in the air Rumors in the air, rumors in the air Rumors in the air Rumors, rumors, rumors Rumors in the air Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted November 11, 2017 Report Share Posted November 11, 2017 Here's something to think about Where would we be now without Nasty habits, nasty habits Makes me want to scream and shout Life would be so dull without Nasty habits, nasty habits All those naughty little things That we don't discuss publicly Nasty habits, nasty habits Tell me your secrets, tell me your name Tell me your secrets Does it please you to employ Little girls or little boys Nasty habits, nasty habits Do you like to romp and play By yourself when they're away Nasty affair what do I care Do you peek at magazines Filled with doggies and leather queens Nasty habits, nasty habits Tell me your secrets that no one should hear Whisper them softly into my ear I won't tell, I won't tell People act so proper when they're going 'bout their business Cup of coffee, friendly conversation 'Til they get home 'Til they get home Turn the phone off, lock the door and shut the curtains Make sure that the neighbors are without suspicion No one will know No one will know Nasty habits I must condone No one knows what I do when I'm all alone Nasty habits I'm so ashamed Nasty habits here to stay Now they'll never go away Try and stop you'll have to pay Nasty habits are here to stay People act so proper when they're going 'bout their business Cup of coffee, friendly conversation 'Til they get home 'Til they get home Take the phone off, lock the door and shut the curtains Make sure that the neighbors are without suspicion No one will know No one will know Nasty habits I must condone No one knows what I do when I'm all alone Nasty habits I'm so ashamed But we must not let that stop our little game Nasty habits are so much fun Nasty habits here to stay Now they'll never go away Try and stop you'll have to pay Nasty habits are here to stay Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
megaplayboy Posted November 11, 2017 Report Share Posted November 11, 2017 Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the door in his drunken face, And now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool. He cries "Oh girl, you must be mad, What happened to the sweet love you and me had?" Against the door he leans and starts a scene, And his tears fall and burn the garden green. And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually. A little Indian brave who before he was ten, played war games in the woods with his Indian friends, and he built a dream that when he grew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief. Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong, until tomorrow He would sing his first war song, And fight his first battle, but something went wrong, Suprise attack killed him in his sleep that night And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually. There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown, Because she was crippled for life, and couldn't speak a sound And she wished and prayed she would stop living, so she decided to die. She drew her wheel chair to the edge of the shore, and to her legs she smiled "You won't hurt me no more." But then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAY "Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way" And it really didn't have to stop...it just kept on going. And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, Eventually Cancer 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 11, 2017 Report Share Posted November 11, 2017 Boom-shack-a-lak a what the people them want Women them a flex and the man them a chant Ca the '60's style it have fe comeback Draw fe your hell-bottom block heel and frock Boom-shack-a-lak rude boy Here when we tell them now sir Wine your body, wriggle your belly, Dip and go down in a new style Wine and go up, wine and go down, Bubble and a rock-a to the new style around Now you fe line it up, and you fe wine it up Ah do the boom-shack-a-lak till the dance hall full up I say the boom-shack-a-lak are the brand new style The wicked say it wicked jah jah no say it wild The raggamuffin style a fe the discipline child Dip and go down ca it well versatile Ah you fe move fe your waist, move fe your back Wine and go down a-do the shack-a-lak-a-lak Get in on the groove ce you are the top notch Bubble and a wine gal right pon the spot Wine your body, wriggle your belly, You dip and go down in a new style Wine and go up, wine and go down, Bubble and a rocka to the new style around You fe line it up, you fe wine it up Ah do the boom-shack-a-lak ah till the dance hall full up Me see the English gal a do the boom-shack-a-lak The American gal a do the boom-shack-a-lak Me see the Indian posse do the boom-shack-a-lak And the Yardie gal a do the boom-shack-a-lak Me see the Japanese them a do the boom-shack-a-lak And the German gal a do the boom-shack-a-lak Wine your body, wriggle your belly, You dip and go down in a new style You wine and go up, wine and go down, Bubble and a rocka to the new style around You fe rhyme it up, you fe chum it up Do the boom-stack-a-lak till the dance hall full up Wine your body, wriggle your belly, Dip and go down in a new style You wine and go up, win Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted November 12, 2017 Report Share Posted November 12, 2017 Into the night, but out of the dark To be cornered and yet to survive The jester performed, with his body he scorned With his voice he amused, and a little confused His masters the king and queen The laugh of the king was clear and strong So out of fear the crowd laughed along And how I'd love to leave here Moving under... Lost in space and with no hiding place And no chance of staying alive His men turn to him with confident eyes They've been in trouble before, but still they're alive They're sure he'll think of something But slowly their eyes take on looks that accuse As they realize, he knows they must lose And how I'd love to leave here Moving under... Doesn't anybody know that I am on the run? How I'd love to leave here Always moving on Always moving on somewhere that doesn't mean a thing How I'd love to leave here How I'd love to be there Always on the run Always searching for some place that I can be alone Doesn't anybody know the reason why? Doesn't anybody know the reason why? Into the night, but out of the dark To be cornered and yet to survive The fugitive runs, though his hands are tied His legs are in irons but his head's held high He knows how not to feel The time is right to move out of the night Into the light and stay out of sight How I'd love to leave there Moving under... Doesn't anybody know the reason why? Doesn't anybody know the reason why? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 13, 2017 Report Share Posted November 13, 2017 We the people fight for our existence We don't claim to be perfect but we're free We dream our dreams alone with no resistance Fading like the stars we wish to be You know I didn't mean what I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of His bed And it just don't matter now 'Cause little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little you have to give it all in all your life And all the time I just ask myself why you're really here True perfection has to be imperfect I know that that sounds foolish but it's true The day has come and now you'll have to accept The life inside your head we give to you You know I didn't mean what I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of His bed And it just don't matter now 'Cause little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little you have to give it all in all your life And all the time I just ask myself why you're really here Little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little you have to give it all in all your life And all the time I just ask myself why you're really here Why am I really here ? Why am I really here ? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted November 14, 2017 Report Share Posted November 14, 2017 Some men are born to marry a young girl Marry and settle down Others are born to die at a young age Never to roam around I was born to wander I was born to roam Wandering from shore to shore Looking from door to door Listening to every sound Oh, let me take your hand Lead me from No Man's Land Please let me settle down I don't want to wander I don't want to roam Maybe some day I'll marry a young girl Marry and settle down Maybe some day I'll die at a young age Never to roam around I was born to wander I was born to roam Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 14, 2017 Report Share Posted November 14, 2017 Dark night nothing to see Invisible hand in front of me Scared to death there's someone near Scared to move but you can't stay here You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, the snakebite kiss Devil's grip, the Iron Fist Flying horse don't make a sound Flying hooves don't touch the ground Walk in circle lose you track Can't go on but you can't go back You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, the snakebite kiss Devil's grip, the Iron Fist Moon eclipse and you know why Ghost rider in the sky Beast of evil devil's hound Tooth and claw they pull you down You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, the snakebite kiss Devil's grip, the Iron Fist Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted November 20, 2017 Report Share Posted November 20, 2017 When you're out there on your own Where your memories can find you Like a circle goes around You were lost until you found out What it all comes down to One by one The lonely feelings come Day by day, they slowly fade away Ooh, the look was in her eyes You never know what might be found there She was dancing right in time And the moves she made so fine Like the music that surrounds her Should I stay or go? I really want to know Would I loose or win If I try and love again? Oh oh oh gonna try and love again Oh oh oh I'm gonna try and love again Oh oh oh gonna try and love Right or wrong, what's done is done It's only moments that you borrow But the thoughts will linger on Of the lady and her song When the sun comes up tomorrow Well, it might take years To see through all these tears Don't let go When you find it you will know Oh oh oh, gonna try and love again Oh oh oh, gonna try and love again Oh oh oh, gonna try and love again Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Sometimes lose, sometimes win, Sometimes you need a friend Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Gonna try, Gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try, gonna try, gonna try, gonna try Gonna try Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 20, 2017 Report Share Posted November 20, 2017 She gets too hungry for dinner at eight She likes the theatre and never comes late She never bothers with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls That's why the lady is a tramp She likes the free fresh wind in her hair, Life without care She's broke and it's oke Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight She loves the theatre but never comes late She'd never bother with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads That's why the lady is a tramp She loves the free fresh wind in her hair Life without care. She's broke but it's oke Hates California, it's so cold and so damp That's why the lady... that's why the lady... That's why the lady is a tramp Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted November 28, 2017 Report Share Posted November 28, 2017 Faith is cold as ice Why are little ones born only to suffer For the want of immunity Or a bowl of rice? Well, who would hold a price On the heads of the innocent children If there's some immortal power To control the dice? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tech priest support Posted November 28, 2017 Report Share Posted November 28, 2017 The Vengeful One Disturbed LYRICS He is observing the chaos, taking in the lack of raw humanity It's as if the entire world's fallen in love with their insanity Hear the innocent voices scream As their tormentors laugh through all of it No forgiveness from all I've seen The degradation I cannot forget So sleep soundly in your beds tonight For judgement falls upon you at first light I'm the hand of God I'm the dark messiah I'm the vengeful one (Look inside and see what you're becoming) In the blackest moment of a dying world What have you become (Look inside and see what you're becoming) As the violence surges And the teeming masses have been terrorized The human predators all gone mad Are reaping profits born from their demise The rabid media plays their roles Stoking the flames of war to no surprise Only too eager to sell their souls For the apocalypse must be televised So sleep soundly in your beds tonight For judgement falls upon you at first light I'm the hand of God I'm the dark messiah I'm the vengeful one (Look inside and see what you're becoming) In the blackest moment of a dying world What have you become (Look inside and see what you're becoming) When you die You'll know why For you cannot be saved With all the world enslaved When you die You'll know why You'll die You'll know why For you cannot be saved This world is too depraved When you die You'll know why I'm the hand of God I'm the dark messiah I'm the vengeful one (Look inside and see what you're becoming) In the blackest moment of a dying world What have you become (Look inside and see what you're becoming) I'm the hand of God I'm the dark messiah I'm the vengeful one (Look inside and see what you're becoming) In the blackest moment of a dying world What have you become (Look inside and see what you're becoming) (Look inside and see what you're becoming) Songwriters: Dan Donegan / David Draiman / Kevin Churko / Mike Wengren Clonus 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted November 29, 2017 Author Report Share Posted November 29, 2017 Have you seen the mistletoe It fills the night with kisses Have you seen the bright blue star It fills your heart with wishes Have you seen the candlelight It shines from every window Have you seen the moon above It lights the sky in silver Green is in the mistletoe And red is in the holly Silver in the stars above That shine on everybody Gold is in the candlelight And crimson in the embers White is in the winter night That everyone remembers Have you heard the boys outside When all the girls are skating Have you heard their sweet hearts cry For all this time they're waiting Green is in the mistletoe And red is in the holly Silver in the stars above That shine on everybody Gold is in the candlelight And crimson in the embers White is in the winter night That everyone remembers Have you seen the children playing Tiny hands are frozen Have you seen them hurry home When suddenly its snowing Green is in the mistletoe And red is in the holly Silver in the stars above That shine on everybody Gold is in the candlelight And crimson in the embers White is in the winter night That everyone remembers Have you heard that bells are ringing Ringing out their story Have you heard the choir singing Glory, glory, glory! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted November 29, 2017 Report Share Posted November 29, 2017 (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) I, I can't get these memories out of my mind, And some kind of madness has started to evolve. (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) And I, I tried so hard to let you go, But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) I have finally seen the light, And I have finally realized What you mean. Ooh oh oh And now I need to know is this real love, Or is it just madness keeping us afloat ? (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) And when I look back at all the crazy fights we had, Like some kind of madness was taking control, yeah (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) And now I have finally seen the light, And I have finally realized What you need. Mmmm... (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) But now I have finally seen the end (finally seen the end) And I'm not expecting you to care (expecting you to care) But I have finally seen the light (finally seen the light) I have finally realized (realized) I need your love I need your love Come to me Just in a dream. Come on and rescue me. Yes I know, I can't be wrong, And baby, you're too headstrong. Our love is (Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...) Madness Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cancer Posted December 11, 2017 Report Share Posted December 11, 2017 Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are And when your hand is on your heart You're nearly a good laugh Almost a joker With your head down in the pig bin Saying "keep on digging" Pig stain on your fat chin What do you hope to find? When you're down in the pig mine You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are You radiate cold shafts of broken glass You're nearly a good laugh Almost worth a quick grin You like the feel of steel You're hot stuff with a hat pin And good fun with a hand gun You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are You're trying to keep our feelings off the street You're nearly a real treat All tight lips and cold feet And do you feel abused? .....!.....!.....!.....! You gotta stem the evil tide And keep it all on the inside Mary you're nearly a treat Mary you're nearly a treat But you're really a cry. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted December 11, 2017 Author Report Share Posted December 11, 2017 Stone cold sober So glad it's over End of story Road clear before me There's no deceit again I'm on my feet again Complete again The song I sing's a simple one Leave me alone Let me go Please don't break my heart again, oh no Let me go Please let me go Tossed, torn, and tumbled This dream has crumbled Beg, steal, or borrow I'll take tomorrow Out on my own again I won't be thrown again Disowned again The hurricane left me alive Sure I'll survive Let me go Please don't break my heart again, oh no Let me go Please let me go Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted December 12, 2017 Report Share Posted December 12, 2017 Now here's a little story To tell it is a must About an unsung hero That moves away your dust Some people make a fortune Other's earn a mint My old man don't earn much In fact....he's flippin'.....skint Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat He looks a proper narner In his great big hob nailed boots He's got such a job to pull em up That he calls them daisy roots Some folks give tips at Christmas And some of them forget So when he picks their bins up He spills some on the steps Now one old man got nasty And to the council wrote Next time my old man went 'round there He punched him up the throat Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat I say, I say Duncan I 'er...I found a police dog in my dustbin (How do you know he's a police dog) He had a policeman with him Though my old man's a dustman He's got a heart of gold He got married recently Though he's 86 years old We said 'Ear! Hang on Dad you're getting past your prime' He said 'Well when you get to my age' 'It helps to pass the time' Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat I say, I say, I say My dustbins full of lillies (Well throw 'em away then) I can't Lilly's wearing them Now one day while in a hurry He missed a lady's bin He hadn't gone but a few yards When she chased after him 'What game do you think you're playing' She cried right from the heart 'You've missed me...am I too late' 'No... jump up on the cart' Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat I say, I say, I say (What you again) My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools (How do you know it's full) 'Cos there's not much room inside He found a tiger's head one day Nailed to a piece of wood The tiger looked quite miserable But I suppose it should Just then from out a window A voice began to wail He said (Oi! Where's me tiger head) Four foot from it's tail Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat Next time you see a dustman Looking all pale and sad Don't kick him in the dustbin It might be my old dad Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted December 13, 2017 Report Share Posted December 13, 2017 Well, I heard my friends really got in a mess So I'm gonna have to leave Yoda, I guess But I know that I'll be coming back some day I'll be playing this part 'till I'm old and grey The long-term contract that I had to sign Says I'll be making these movies till the end of time With my Yoda Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted December 13, 2017 Report Share Posted December 13, 2017 Aw, Cracklin' Rosie, get on board We're gonna ride Till there ain't no more to go Taking it slow And Lord, don't you know We'll have me a time with a poor man's lady Hitchin' on a twilight train Ain't nothing here that I care to take along Maybe a song To sing when I want No need to say please to no man For a happy tune Oh, I love my Rosie child You got the way to make me happy You and me we go in style Cracklin' Rose, You're a store-bought woman But you make me sing like a guitar hummin' So hang on to me, girl, Our song keeps runnin' on Play it now, play it now Play it now, my baby Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile Girl, if it lasts for an hour, that's all right We got all night to set the world right Find us a dream that don't ask no questions Yeah Oh, I love my Rosie child You got the way to make me happy You and me we go in style Cracklin' Rose, You're a store-bought woman But you make me sing like a guitar hummin' So hang on to me, girl Our song keeps runnin' on Play it now, play it now Play it now, my baby Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile Girl, if it lasts for an hour, that's all right We got all night To set the world right Find us a dream that don't ask no questions Ba ba ba ba ba ...... Pariah 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted December 15, 2017 Report Share Posted December 15, 2017 Welcome to the Grand illusion Come on in and see what's happening Pay the price, get your tickets for the show The stage is set, the band starts playing Suddenly your heart is pounding Wishing secretly you were a star But don't be fooled by the radio The TV or the magazines They show you photographs of how your life should be But they're just someone else's fantasy So if you think your life is complete confusion Because you never win the game Just remember that it's a grand illusion And deep inside we're all the same We're all the same So if you think your life is complete confusion Because your neighbors got it made Just remember that it's a grand illusion And deep inside we're all the same America spells competition, join us in our blind ambition Get yourself a brand new motor car Someday soon we'll stop to ponder what on earth's this spell we're under We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are Ternaugh, Pariah and Cancer 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted December 15, 2017 Report Share Posted December 15, 2017 "Dear God, you made many, many poor people. I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor. But it's no great honor either ! So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune ?" If I were a rich man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich, Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man. I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen, Right in the middle of the town. A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below. There would be one long staircase just going up, And one even longer coming down, And one more leading nowhere, just for show. I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks For the town to see and hear. Squawking just as noisily as they can. With each loud "cheep" "swaqwk" "honk" "quack" Would land like a trumpet on the ear, As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man." If I were a rich man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich, Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man. I'd see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife With a proper double-chin. Supervising meals to her heart's delight. I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock. Oy, what a happy mood she's in. Screaming at the servants, day and night. The most important men in town would come to fawn on me! They would ask me to advise them, Like a Solomon the Wise. "If you please, Reb Tevye..." "Pardon me, Reb Tevye..." Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes ! And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong. When you're rich, they think you really know ! If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack To sit in the synagogue and pray. And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall. And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day. That would be the sweetest thing of all. If I were a rich man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man. Lord who made the lion and the lamb, You decreed I should be what I am. Would it spoil some vast eternal plan ? If I were a wealthy man. Pariah 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted December 15, 2017 Report Share Posted December 15, 2017 Tradition, tradition ! Tradition ! Tradition, tradition ! Tradition ! Who, day and night, must scramble for a living, Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers ? And who has the right, as master of the house, To have the final word at home ? The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. Who must know the way to make a proper home, A quiet home, a kosher home ? Who must raise the family and run the home, So Papa's free to read the holy book ? The Mama, the Mama! Tradition ! The Mama, the Mama! Tradition ! At three, I started Hebrew school. At ten, I learned a trade. I hear they've picked a bride for me. I hope she's pretty. The son, the son ! Tradition ! The son, the son ! Tradition ! And who does Mama teach to mend and tend and fix, Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks ? The daughter, the daughter ! Tradition ! The daughter, the daughter ! Tradition ! Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match. Find me a find, catch me a catch. Matchmaker, matchmaker, look through your book And make me a perfect match. Matchmaker, matchmaker, I'll bring the veil. You bring the groom, slender and pale. Bring me a ring, for I'm longing to be The envy of all I see. For Papa, make him a scholar. For Mama, make him rich as a king. For me, well, I wouldn't holler If her were as handsome as anything. Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match. Find me a find, catch me a catch. Night after night, in the dark, I'm alone. So, find me a match of my own. Hodel, oh Hodel, have I made a match for you. He's handsome! He's young! All right, he's 62. But he's a nice man, a good catch. True ? True ! I promise you'll be happy. And even if you're not, There's more to life than that. Don't ask me what ! Chava ! I've found him! Will you be a lucky bride! He's handsome. He's tall! That is, from side to side. But he's a nice man, a good catch, Right ? Right ! You've heard he has a temper. He'll beat you every night. But only when he's sober- so you're all right ! Did you think you'd get a prince ? Well I do the best I can. With no dowry, no money, no family background, Be glad you got a man ! Matchmaker, matchmaker, you know that I'm Still very young. Please, take your time. Up to this minute, I've misunderstood That I could get stuck for good. Dear Yenta, see that he's gentle. Remember, you were also a bride. It's not that I'm sentimental. It's just that I'm terrified ! Matchmaker, matchmaker, plan me no plans. I'm in no rush. maybe I've learned Playing with matches a girl can get burned. So bring me no ring, groom me no groom, Find me no find, catch me no catch. Unless he's a matchless match ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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