*still singing, eyes closed*

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh SIMPLE THING, where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So TELL ME WHEN you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And IIIIFFFF you have minute why don't WE GO
TAAAALK ABOUT IT somewhere only we know
THIIIIS can be the end of everythiiing
So why don't we go
somewhere only we know?

somewhere only we know...

Mein Hut, der hat drei Ecken,
Drei Ecken hat mein Hut.
Und hätt’ er nicht drei Ecken,
So wär’s auch nicht mein Hut.

My hat, that has three corners,
three corners has my hat.
And ' it does not haett three corners,
thus waer's also not my hat.
:D

The instrumental version of 'That's What Uncle Remus Say'* from the Splash Mountain queue. I'm listening to random DL park tracks on my iPod and that one's sticking with me today.






*Please note that GC's song choice has everything to do with his love of the park and in no way advocates slavery. This post is also not a passive aggressive pointed commentary on Leo's Racism thread. It has more to do with the shuffle function on my iPod than anything else. Thank you and have a nice day. When in Southern California, stop by at Walt Disney's magic kingdom of Disneyland and help us celebrate Disneyland's 50th Birthday! Come and ride Tomorrowland's newest attraction Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters!
:D

beat on the brat
beat on the brat
beat on the brat with a baseball bat
oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh

oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh

what can you do?
what can you do?
with a brat like that always on your back
what can you lose?

Find me and follow me
through corridors and factories
duh duh duh duh factory!
a psychadelic factory!

You'll find me in the matinee
the dark of the matinee
it's better in the matinee
the dark of the matinee.....

This song really burrows its way into your skull and won't leave! Even though I have the words all wrong...

I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes Sunday girl

Hey I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl

Hurry up hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues
Please come see, what your lovin' means to me

Misty Mountain Hop, Led Zeppelin

I've had a major thing for gettin' the Led out this last week.. Hmm...

Just finished working out and on shuffle play my mini disc player pulled up my two FAVORITE workout songs which are now stuck in my head - -but I don't mind!

Sing Sing Sing (by just about anyone, but on my disc it's Lee Presson)

and

Drunk Daddy (Cherry Poppin' Daddies.)

Yeah! I hear those and I just want to go for days. Except if I did I'd be really sore tomorrow.

The Samba version of the Clash's Guns of Brixton by Nouvelle Vague.