Make an acrobatic leap into my jalopy. No more payments are due on the note!
Also, I will not be submitting my monthly tariff on my domicile; I will have to go into arrears.
Hahahahaha!!! No reply necessary.
Loitering, a short distance from my home. This is no different from what we did seven days ago. No activities except conversation with you. All of us are OK! All of us are OK! Greetings, 30th state admitted to the Union!
Infant, you may chauffeur my automobile.
Affirmatively, I shall become a luminous sphere of thermonuclear fusion.
Infant, you may chauffeur my automobile.
And perhaps I shall return upon you an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment.
Money get back
I’m all right Jack
Keep your hands off my stack
Money, it’s a hit
Don’t give me that
Do goody good bullshit
–Pink Floyd
Money
I have recently received remunerations for my toils. The bag sewn into my clothing is laden with sundry coins reflecting the surplus payments given for products and services rendered.
“Just got paid today, got me a pocketful of change.” - ZZTop
Baby you can drive my car, yes I’m gonna be a star/Baby you can drive my car, and maybe I’ll love you - Beatles
No one solved this one. “Take It Off” by Ke$ha.
Here’s a non-Ke$ha one:
A distilled beverage made from the blue agave plant, primarily in the area surrounding a city 65 kilometres (40 mi) northwest of Guadalajara, and in the highlands (Los Altos) of the western Mexican state of Jalisco!
Tequila!
Hangin’ out, down the street. The same old thing, we did last week.
That 70s Show
No task is out of the question that will be performed by myself for the diety of objects that can be exchanged for goods or services,
Diety of objects that can be exchanged for goods or services, speak unto me whatever you desire.
God money I’ll do anything for you
God money just tell me what you want me to
Head Like a Hole - Nine Inch Nails
Left with neither money nor hope in a Southern city and standing on the platform at a railway station, I was feeling deflated. Immediately prior to the onset of precipitation, my compatriot arranged a ride for us in a commercial vehicle. Said ride covered the ~90 miles to the largest city in the state.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train…
“Me and Bobby McGee” by Kris Kristofferson (or his old flame Janis Joplin)
Judging from the way I manipulate my method of perambulation, you are capable of discerning my status as a Casanova. I cannot spare a moment for conversation. Deafening instrumentation and sweltering females. Beginning at the moment of my nativity, people have punted me about. Currently, things are acceptably fine, and you are permitted to cast your gaze elsewhere. The impact of Punch Sulzberger’s journal on society is something we might attempt to comprehend.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk. Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around since I was born. Now it’s all right, it’s okay and you may look the other way…
Stayin Alive - Bee Gees
Moving toward the equator (in the Northern Hemisphere) and toward an area populated with flora of the genus pinus. I am attempting to seek transportation utilizing one of my digits to an area where the world’s first controlled, powered and sustained heavier-than-air human flight occured. Utilizing my ocular sense on the vehicular pathway, I beseech my diety that illuminated devices used by motor vehicles appear within my range of sight.
You can tell by the way I do my walk I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk… Stayin’ Alive, by The Bee Gees
I contract my Levator palpebrae superioris muscle, but just for a short time, and that short time has passed.
The totality of my REM hallucinations appear before instantly; a thing to be curious about.
Heading down south to the land of the pines
thumbing my way into North Carolin’
Wagon Wheel - Dylan (or, more popularly, Old Crow Medicine Show)
A decade has passed and much crying has ensued, and my life is less than satisfactory. I have a fracture in one of my nasal bones, I’ve been acutely disappointed by love, and I have a receptacle that was previously full of liquor distilled from juniper berries but now holds only air.
Dust in the Wind - Kansas
A couple of relatively obscure ones:
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I am a young man who is tolerant of long delays. I delay, I pause, I linger, I kill time. The moments of my life pass like water into the pipes of a sewage system.
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If I could be anywhere, I would be in a southern United States capital city, perched on a stool in a local landmark restaurant and sipping a house twist on a Mexican cocktail, blissfully ignorant of your whereabouts. Instead, I find myself in Hibernia arranging tobacco into an easily smoked cylinder, keeping my feelings to myself, and suppressing my body’s trembling every time I inhale.
I am a patient boy, I wait I wait I wait! Fugazi - Waiting Room
Well it’s been ten years, and a thousand tears, and look at the mess I’m in. A broken nose and a broken heart, an empty bottle of gin.
Ball & Chain - Social Distortion
At a temperature below the point that water solidifies, a male once more reposed his cranium on a sack typically filled with a soft subtance, however in this case, filled with a solidified mixture of concrete and aggregates.
Perceiving, perhaps he may view a slightly superior collection of 24 hours periods.