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(08/28/08 10:02 AM)

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Go ahead. But nothing from like the last 10 years or so because no good music has been made since like 1995.

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(08/28/08 10:04 AM)

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What did Don McLean have agiast the Stones anyway?

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(08/28/08 10:04 AM)

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I ain't never been with a woman long enough for my boots to get old
But we've been together so long now the toes need resewed
If I ever settle down, you'd be my kind
And that's a good time for me to head on down the line

Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong

I'm the kind of man who likes to get away
Like to start dreamin' 'bout tomorrow today
Never said that I loved you, even though it's so
Where's that duffel bag of mine, it's time to go

I'm gonna be leavin' at the break of dawn
Wish you could come but I don't need no woman taggin' along
Gonna sneak out that door, couldn't stand to see you cry
I'd stay another year if I saw a teardrop in your eye

I never had a damn thing, but what I had I had to leave it behind
You're the hardest thing I ever tried to get off of my mind
Always something greener on the other side of that hill
I was born a wrangler and a rounder and I guess I always will

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(08/28/08 10:09 AM)

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Don Mclean had nothing against the stones that I know of. What particular lyric are you talking about?

Peepeehead, I'm not going to interpret the whole song line by line. The jist is that he's a redneck douchebag who is dumping his ho girlfriend -- most likely by leaving in the middle of the night and leaving this song behind.

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(08/28/08 10:10 AM)

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Sweet Caroline by Neil Diamond.

And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you

Oh, one, touching one, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline

tia

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(08/28/08 10:10 AM)

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Apparently he alludes(?) to Jagger as being the devil in American Pie ..and not in a good way either.

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(08/28/08 10:11 AM)

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Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

What's a wonderwall?

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(08/28/08 10:12 AM)

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He's alluding to Jaggar the same way mick alludes to HIMSELF in Sympathy for the Devil. Duh.

Powers -- that just means that neil diamond is a paedo. he had the hots for a teenaged Caroline Kennedy. I can't believe they played that song when she was introduced at the DNC.

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(08/28/08 10:14 AM)

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He's alluding to Jaggar the same way mick alludes to HIMSELF in Sympathy for the Devil. Duh.

Ok, but I thought there was more to the story than just that... I told there was some press about it at the time.

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(08/28/08 10:15 AM)

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Wonderwall is just like a huge endless landscape of things that surprise and intrigue you and that you could look at endlessly and always find something new.

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(08/28/08 10:16 AM)

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unpretentious username wrote:

He's alluding to Jaggar the same way mick alludes to HIMSELF in Sympathy for the Devil. Duh.

Ok, but I thought there was more to the story than just that... I told there was some press about it at the time.

To be clear, I am giving my interpretation of lyrics. If you want to know what the press thought, google it.

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(08/28/08 10:16 AM)

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IN dark wild woods, where the lone owl broods
And the dingoes nightly yell-
Where the curlew's cry goes floating by,
We splitters of shingles dwell.
And all day through, from the time of the dew	5
To the hour when the mopoke calls,
Our mallets ring where the woodbirds sing
Sweet hymns by the waterfalls.
And all night long we are lulled by the song
Of gales in the grand old trees;	10
And in the breaks we can hear the lakes
And the moan of the distant seas.
For afar from heat and dust of street,
And hall and turret, and dome,
In forest deep, where the torrents leap,	15
Is the shingle-splitter's home.

The dweller in town may lie upon down,
And own his palace and park:
We envy him not his prosperous lot,
Though we slumber on sheets of bark.	20
Our food is rough, but we have enough;
Our drink is better than wine:
For cool creeks flow wherever we go,
Shut in from the hot sunshine.
Though rude our roof, it is weather-proof,	25
And at the end of the days
We sit and smoke over yarn and joke,
By the bush-fire's sturdy blaze.
For away from din, and sorrow and sin,
Where troubles but rarely come,	30
We jog along, like a merry song,
In the shingle-splitter's home.

What though our work he heavy, we shirk
From nothing beneath the sun;
And toil is sweet to those who can eat	35
And rest when the day is done.
In the Sabbath-time we hear no chime,
No sound of the Sunday bells;
But yet Heaven smiles on the forest aisles,
And God in the woodland dwells.	40
We listen to notes from the million throats
Of chorister birds on high,
Our psalm is the breeze in the lordly trees,
And our dome is the broad blue sky,
Oh! a brave frank life, unsmitten by strife,	45
We live wherever we roam,
And our hearts are free as the great strong sea,
In the shingle-splitter's home.

Reginald Lewis

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(08/28/08 10:18 AM)

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went to my apartment on a Monday at one
A-singin' do lolly, lolly shicky bum, shicky bum
Started movin' in it on a Tuesday at two
A-singin' do lolly, lolly shicky do, shicky do
Wednesday at three I called the phone company, singin':
"Hey baby, put a phone in for me"
Thursday at four he came a-knockin' at my door, singin':

"Hey, baby, I'm your telephone man
You just show me where you want it and I'll put it where I can
I can put it in the bedroom, I can put it in the hall
I can put it in the bathroom, I can hang it on the wall
You can have it with a buzz, you can have it with a ring
And if you really want it you can have a ding-a-ling
Because-a hey baby, I'm your telephone man"

Can you believe that? And then he says:

"Now when other fellas call ya tell 'em how it all began"

Well...can you imagine?

My heart began a-thumpin' and my mind began to fly
And I knew I wasn't dealin' with no ordinary guy
So while he was a-talking I was thinkin' up my plan
Then my fingers did the walkin' on the telephone man

Singin' hey lolly, lolly
Hey lolly, lolly
Hey lolly, lolly
Get it any way you can
Right? Ha ha ha, so...

I got it in the bedroom, and I got it in the hall
And I got it in the bathroom, and he hung it on the wall
I got it with a buzz, and I got it with a ring
And when he told me what my number was I got a ding-a-ling

A-singin' hey lolly, lolly
Hey lolly, lolly
Hey lolly, lolly
Just-a doin' my thing

Ha, ha...I've never done anything like this before!

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(08/28/08 10:18 AM)

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Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Whoo... whoo... whoo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

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(08/28/08 10:19 AM)

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I've always sensed a deep and profound meaning is hidden within these lyrics:

Well it's 40 below and I don't give a fuck
Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo
And it's allemande left allemande right
Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right
Get off the stage ya god damn goof ya know

Piss me off ya fuckin' jerk get on my nerves

Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand
He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo
And it's allemande left and allemande right
Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right
Get off the stage god damn goof ya know

Piss me off ya fuckin' jerk get on my nerves

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(08/28/08 10:19 AM)

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ok fine then.

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(08/28/08 10:20 AM)

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She is a hard up voap and she wants to have sex with the telephone man or...well...probably ANY man. He innocently asks her where to install it and she jumps on him and gets him in a scissor hold and doesn't let up until the 70's are almost over. Sad.

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(08/28/08 10:21 AM)

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Again, I'm not doing whole songs here. Give me a LYRIC. Jackasses.

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(08/28/08 10:22 AM)

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How can we be lovers if we cant be friends
How can we start over when the fighting never ends
Baby, how can we make love if we cant make amends
Tell me how we can be lovers if we cant be,
Cant be friends

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(08/28/08 10:24 AM)

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