Take Me Out To the Ballgame
 

It's -6F here and there's another 76 days until I get to do it for real but I'm just bursting at the seams. I can't take it anymore!

Guys raise your beer in one hand and put your other arm around the pretty lady that is next to you, here we go.

A...... One!
A...... Two!
A...... Three!

Take me out to the ballgame,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don't care if I ever get back.

For we'll root, root, root for the CUB-BIES!!!
If they don't win, it's a shame.

For it's ONE!
TWO!
THREE strikes, you're out!
At the old ballgame!






And just in case they are losing when you sing it......

LET'S GET SOME RUNS!!!

2007, this is finally going to be the year! I just know it!

Okay, I feel better now. :D

Was the lullabye my Gramps sang me as a baby^^^^ cept not the cubbies part :p

I do believe I like your Gramps Lil. :D

Mine always sang his version of "Big Rock Candy Mountain" to me as he bounced me up and down on his knees. Think of him every single time "O' Brother Where Art Thou" comes on the TV. :D

ORIOLES BASEBALL , ORIOLES BASEBAL !!!!!!!

It's a father and son
havin' fun

Together!!!

It's you
and your number one
underneath the lights
or in the sun

Together!!!

ORIOLES BASEBALL , ORIOLES BASEBALL !!!!! :loveshowe

An old radio jingle sponsored by Natty Boh , of course!!

Fear Factory - Pisschrist


Where are we now?
When we are blind
Abandoned faith
You left behind
Where you betrayed?
Or did you lie?
Our common fate
Our common demise

Where is the son?
To light the way
Along the path
Of our dismay

Look to the sky
On judgement day
A human god
That was man-made

So we lie
So we lie
So we lie
So we lie

And so we rise
Just to fall down
In reality
You're never found

I'm reaching out
With sealed eyes
I grab for light
Visions decried

[Repeat fourth verse]

So we lie
So we lie
So we lie
So we lie

Face down, arms out
Nailed to the cross of doubt
Blood runs like rain
Drowning for this world in vain

Crown of black thorns
Human skin, ripped and torn
Crown of black thorns
Human skin, ripped and torn
Where is your savior now?
Where is your savior now?
Where is your savior now?
Where is your savior now?

dave matthews band-say goodbye(with minor adjustments):D

so here we are tonight, you and me together
with a storm outside, and the fire bright
oh, and in your eyes i see what's on my mind
you've got me wild, turned around inside
oh and my desire is seepin up heavy ... inside here
i know you feel the same way as i do now
we'll make this an evening
lovers for a night, lovers tonight
stay here with me,
oh tonight
just for an evening
and we'll fulfill our fantasy pictures
you and me twist up, secret creatures
and we'll stay here
til tomorrow, back to being friends
go back to being friends
but tonight let's be lovers,
we'll kiss and sweat
we'll turn this better thing to the best
oh all i can offer, just this for a kiss
our tangled tongues and lips
you see me this way
oh i'm turning and turnin for you
oh please, just tonight
float away here with me
for an evening
wait and see
but tomorrow go i'm back in his hands
you're back to your world
and we're back to bein friends
wait, and see me
oh, tonight let's. do. this. thing.
all we are is wasting hours
til the sun comes, it's all ours
on our way here
and tomorrow back to being friends
go back to being friends
but tonight let's be lovers,
say yes, we'll, tonight we'll be lovers
and hear me call,
so soft-spoken
begging now
i knw we should stop to think here
but tonight take me all the way then
oh i'll see you,
just for this evening
strip me down
trip out on this
one evening, love, starts with a kiss
run away...with me
and tomorrow, back to being friends
but now, lovers for tonight
one night
and tomorrow say goodbye.

THAT'S LIFE: by Frank Sinatra

That's life, that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.

I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.

That's life
I tell ya, I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,
I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My

See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sunset on a tropic isle
Just remember darlin' all the while
You belong to me

See the market place in Old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me

I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too, and blue

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til I'm home again
You belong to me

If I had words to make a day for you,
I'd sing you a morning golden and new.
I would make this day last for all time,
Give you a night deep with moonshine.

Strapping Young Lad - Happy Camper

You pretentious fucking losers
You've got nothing at all
You've got your fingers in your asshole
And your hand on the call
And you talk such fucking horseshit
That it's hard to believe
That you almost make careers out of being naive

You, you are a fucker coz you sold my guitar
You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars
You, you are a fucker, coz you say such stupid shit
I've got a better line in pocket lint than what you've done with it

So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend
Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending,
And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper?
Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper!

I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair,
I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere
Because it's use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl
Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole

I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right
I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight
I'm set to think you lot in life to test the stronger ones
Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run.

I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed,
In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load,
So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper,
And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper!

Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane
Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again

Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick,
Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business

To the place that is your end

Stuck in the winter, cold and wet,
Your stupid friends have come and went
And you've left behind with your idiot job,
And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink

...your'e a fucking dink... yeah!
...how's this for punk? dink!!!

I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory
And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story
And this whole L.A. rock thing

That the malls are buying up
It doesn't work, it doesn't work,
It's so inbred I might throw up...

And now I'm put into the middle

With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up

Hearing "hey, man, punk... let's have more punk!"
So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle kiss and tell,
That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell

So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass
And youv'e got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out in mass
Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper
I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper.

Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk
The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work
You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper...
Well then, fuck,
...I guess I am a fucking
...happy
...fucking
...camper.

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

Last night I was reminded of what a beautiful song this is.


I'll be loving you eternally
With a love that's true eternally

From the start within my heart,
It seems I've always known
The sun would shine when you were mine
And mine alone

I'll be loving you eternally
There'll be no one new, my dear, for me
No

Though the sky should fall,
Remember I shall always be
Forever true and loving you eternally


Though the sky should fall,
Remember I shall always be
Forever true and loving you eternally

beltin this out in the car ala ella...rattled the windows:p

at last my love has come along
my lonely days are over
and life is like a song

oh yeah at last
the skies above are blue
my heart was wrapped in clover
the night i looked at you

i found a dream that i could speak to
a dream that i can call my own
i found a thrill to press my cheek to
a thrill that i have never known

oh, yeah, you smiled,
you smiled, oh, and then the spell was cast
and here we are in heaven
for you are mine at last

Been there...done that...got the sore throat. :D

Scorpions - Wind of Change

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers?
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change