MrRain422

"Pale Blue Eyes" is good, but yeah, the whole adultery angle to it could make it weird. I was speaking from experience with "Perfect Day" though--that song is gold.

Lou Reed's "Perfect Day"

Is that setlist in order? Did they really play "Spiders" in the middle of the set?

Drink at the Bar Nothing bar anything But the bottom step of the ladder It keeps getting higher and higher Dawn comes soon enough for the working class It keeps getting sooner or later This is the game that moves as you play How does it feel to have your own bottle of booze Behind the bar, how does it feel To play cards with the barmaids while they work At Jocko's Rocketship Or The One Eye Jack My Sin and The Lucky Star A steady place to study and drink Day old days Ancient bloody mary bastards In a hardcore blue collar bar Here we sit, a shot and a beer After another hard earned day

You probably just need to adjust the saddles (the little area that the strings rest in at the bridge). It's pretty easy to do if you have an allen wrench of the proper size.

I've got a couple versions of "Not for the Season" in the original demos, but my download of the Engineer's Demos didn't include that song. Am I missing something?

There are men lost in jail Crowded fifty to a room There's too many rats in this cage of the world And the women know their place They sit home and write letters Then they visit once a year When they both just sit there and stare See how we are Gotta keep bars in between us See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh, see how we are Now there are seven kinds of Coke 500 kinds of cigarettes This freedom of choice in the USA drives everybody crazy Down in Acapulco Well, they don't give a damn About kids selling Chiclets with no shoes on their feet See

I don't know what they're playing on the track, but the barred D# is certainly a whole lot easier.

so jealous

He's got fasting black lungs Made of clove splintered shards They're the kind that will talk Through a weezing of coughs And I hear him Every night In every pore And every time he just makes me warm Freeze without an answer Free from all the shame Must I hide 'Cause I'll never, never sleep alone Look at how they flock to him From an isle of open sores He knows that the taste is such Such to die for And I hear him Every night On every street The scales that do slither Deliver me from Freeze without an answer Free from all the shame Then I'll hide 'Cause I'll never, never sleep alone

In memory of Joe Strummer, now three years gone.... _________________ I slept and I dreamed of a time long ago I saw an army of rebels dancing on air I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires A song of the battle that was born in the flames And the rebels were waltzing on air I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz That was written to be danced on the battlefield I danced to the tune of a voice of a girl A voice that called "Stand till we fall We stand till all the boys fall" As we danced came the news that the war was not won Five armies were coming with carriage and gun Thr

In memory of Joe Strummer, now three years gone.... _________________ I slept and I dreamed of a time long ago I saw an army of rebels dancing on air I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires A song of the battle that was born in the flames And the rebels were waltzing on air I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz That was written to be danced on the battlefield I danced to the tune of a voice of a girl A voice that called "Stand till we fall We stand till all the boys fall" As we danced came the news that the war was not won Five armies were coming with carriage and gun Thr

The facts we hate: We'll never meet walking down the road Everybody yelling "Hurry up! Hurry up!" But I'm waiting for you, I must go slow I must not think bad thoughts What's this world coming to? Both sides are right, but both sides murder I give up Why can't they? I must not think bad thoughts The civil wars and the uncivilized wars Conflagrations leap out of every poor furnace The food cooks poorly and everyone goes hungry From then on it's dog eat dog, dog eat body, and body eat dog I can't go down there I can't understand it I'm a no good coward and an American too A North American th

One day you're going to have to face a deep dark truthful mirror And it's going to tell you things that I still love you too much to say The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground was iron And you fell all around the town until you looked the same The same eyes Same lips The same lie from your tongue trips Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts Ring to the boots of roustabouts But you're never in any doubt, there's something happening somewhere You chase down the road till your fingers bleed

On a Monday I was arrested (uh huh) On a Tuesday they locked me in the jail (po' boy) On a Wednesday my trial was attested On a Thursday they said guilty and the judge's gavel fell I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders I got chains, chains around my feet I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders And them chains, them chains they're about to drag me down On a Monday my mama come to see me On a Tuesday they caught me with a file On a Wednesday I'm down on solitary On a Thursday I start on a bread and water for awhile I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders I got chains, chains

Eh, Rosario Dawson is alright. Nothing special, but certainly attractive. I saw Walk the Line tonight. I always considered Reese Witherspoon to be a butterface until tonight, but she was definately hot in the movie. Whoever played his first wife, Viv, was definately hot too.

Is it a whammy bar? I thought it was just heavily processed.

You sit at home The windows tinted black It hit you hard and you cried so long Life turned and wandered Never to come back again Take what she gives you Don't feel sorry for her When you fell out Of the Starlite Inn You were too hurt to walk and too bad to begin I looked at the sign and I couldn't feel bad for you Take what she gives you Don't cry when you kiss her Poor little girl Ran away for good I try to explain Why she won't say a thing Sad, sad thing I'm so far away now She holds a deck of cards She wants to be alone "I've been very ill And I've tried waking up Now I want to be alo

By the way, I think that Fm should be F#m.

Anyone have a title for this song yet?

Mama Cass=not hot. Sorry. Very talented singer, but sometimes that isn't enough to make someone attractive.

Who's to say that I'm unhappy 'Cause I rarely smile Sittin', thinkin', dreamin', waitin' For my ship to sail Who's to say this time I've wasted Someday won't get used Maybe if you come around I'll start to get enthused Who's to say? Oh, who's to say? Who's to say that I'm obsessed With everything you do Just because it seems my schedule Seems to shadow you Who's to say that tired cliche There's more fish in the sea I don't mind treading water You're the one for me You say that by now I should know you'll never love me But who's to say that what has never been will never be? What has been

Nice choice for Memorial Day.