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JUDE

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  1. Small Show: either the Black Crowes at the Delwin Ballroom in St. Joseph, MN just after Shake Your Moneymaker came out or the Jayhawks at the Red Carpet in St. Cloud, MN right after Mark Olsen left the group.  At both shows the bands really seamed like they were out to prove something.

     

    Large Show: Probably Ozzy Osbourne with a then relatively unknown Metallica as the opening act in Minneapolis, MN in like 1986.

  2. It isn't pleasant. Rejoice in the fact that you aren't clinically depressed or have another psychological issue (please don't read into this that I am assuming that someone else is or does). You should hang out with the "doing it wrong" guy.

     

    Maybe it's me and I'm doing it wrong but I've always felt that holidays in general are about others, be it spending time with others, doing things for others, etc.

     

    It seems IMO that a common thread with people who have a problem with holidays is that they focus on how the holiday relates to themselves, how it makes them feel personally. I'm sorry but that is missing the point IMO.

     

    Holidays, like life in general is/are what you make of them.

  3. It was christmas eve babe
    In the drunk tank
    An old man said to me: won't see another one
    And then they sang a song
    The rare old mountain dew
    I turned my face away and dreamed about you
    Got on a lucky one
    Came in eighteen to one
    I´ve got a feeling
    This year´s for me and you
    So happy christmas
    I love you baby
    I can see a better time
    Where all our dreams come true.

    They got cars big as bars
    They got rivers of gold
    But the wind goes right through you
    It´s no place for the old
    When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
    You promised me broadway was waiting for me
    You were handsome you were pretty
    Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
    Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
    We kissed on a corner
    Then danced through the night.

    And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
    And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

    You´re a bum you´re a punk
    You´re an old slut on junk
    Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
    You scumbag you maggot
    You cheap lousy faggot
    Happy christmas your arse I pray god it´s our last.

    And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
    And the bells were ringing out
    For christmas day.

    I could have been someone
    Well so could anyone
    You took my dreams from me
    When I first found you
    I kept them with me babe
    I put them with my own
    Can´t make it out alone
    I´ve built my dreams around you

    And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
    And the bells are ringing out
    For christmas day.

     
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