Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they’re shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!
Lemon tree very pretty
And the lemon flower is sweet.
But the fruit of the poor lemon
Is impossible to eat.
Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine,
I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine.
A million tomorrow shall all pass away, 'ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today.
Drunk all the time
Feeling fine on elderberry wine
Those were the days
We’d lay in the haze
Forget depressive times
How can I ever get it together
Without a wife in line
To pick the crop and get me hot
On elderberry wine
She’s turnin’ on the heat
She’s got the magic touch
She’s turnin’ on the heat
And it’s a little too much
She’s turnin’ on the heat
And it’s a hundred above, yeah!
Hot girls in love… I’m in love
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can’t you see that I am not afraid?
Come on (come on), come on (come on),
Come on (come on), come on (come on),
Please, please me, woah yeah
Like I please you
I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise
They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
Forefathers harnessed before us.
Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings.
It’s a son of a gun of a chorus.
Well, I hits him with everything I had right square between the eyes.
I says, “I’m gonna gitcha, you son of a bitch ya, for spoutin’ that pack of lies.
If there’s one thing I can’t abide, it’s an ethnocentric racist;
Now you take back that thing you said ‘bout Aristitle Onassis.
No, they ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore,
We don’t turn the other cheek the way we done before.
You could hear that honky holler as he hit that hardwood floor
“Lord, they sho’ ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore!"
All right!
Slaves - Hebrews born to serve, to the Pharaoh
Heed - To his every word, live in fear
Faith - Of the unknown one, the Deliverer
Wait - Something must be done, four hundred years
So let it be written, so let it be done
I’m sent here by the Chosen One
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the firstborn Pharaoh son… I’m creeping death!!!
Now, when I die,
Now don’t think I’m a nut,
Don’t want no fancy funeral,
Just one like ole king Tut. (king Tut)
He coulda won a Grammy, (king Tut)
Buried in his Jammies, (king Tut)
Born in Arizona, moved to Babylonia,
He was born in Arizona, got a condo made of stone-a,
King Tut!
Walk like an Egyptian…
You’ve got me walkin’ after midnight…
She can see him on the jetty where they used to go
She can feel him in the places where the sailors go
When she’s walking by the river and the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let’s go down to the waterline
She’s got wonderful eyes, and a risque mouth
And when I ask her before, she said she’s holding out
She’s a frozen fire
She’s my one desire
And I don’t want to hold her down
Don’t want to break her crown
When she says: “Let’s go,
I like the nightlife, baby.”
She says, “I like the nightlife, baby.”
She says, “Let’s go!”
She’s so mean but I don’t care
I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild, wild west
In dark sorrow
They gaze down into the darkest heart
If I leave you
You say not even you can tear us apart
Say you’re leaving
You say you don’t even know how to start
How to start… how to start…
Well… believe it then
And don’t blame it on my soul
Blame it on my wild heart
Ooo… on my wild heart… Ooo…
Hey blame it on your lying, cheating, cold deadbeating
Two-timing, double dealing
Mean mistreating, loving heart
Goodbye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas?
They tasted all right to me, Earl
You’re feeling weak?
Why don’t you lay down and sleep, Earl
Ain’t it dark?
Wrapped up in that tarp, Earl