Lyrics can say a lot

[Provocateur]

Just Another Movie

Presidential elections are planned distractions

To divert attention from the action behind the scenes

like a game of chess when the house is a mess

Or a petty money squabble when your marriage is in trouble

Or a football game when there's rioting in the streets


It's just another movie, another song and dance

Another poor sucker who never had a chance

It's just another captain going down with his ship

Just another jerk, taking pride in his work

Timbuk 3

[Provocateur]

Like the latest fashion

Like a spreading disease

The kids are strappin' on their way to the classroom

Getting weapons with the greatest of ease

The gangs stake their own campus locale

And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal
If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix

They're gonna bash it up

Hey - man you talkin' back to me?

Take him out

You gotta keep'em separated

Hey - man you disrespecting 

Take him out

You gotta keep'em separated

Hey they don't pay no mind

If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time

Hey come out and play

By the time you hear the siren

It's already too late

One goes to the morgue and the other to jail

One guy's wasted and the other's a waste

it goes down the same as the thousand before

No one's getting smarter

No one's learning the score

Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate

Is gonna tie your own rope

[M-town Wrestling Coach]

Lost in the sky
Clouds roll by and I roll with them
Arrows fly
Seas increase and then fall again

This world is spinning around me
This world is spinning without me
Every day sends future to past
Every breath leaves one less to my last

Watch the sparrow falling
Gives new meaning to it all
If not today nor yet tomorrow then some other day

Ill take seven lives for one
And then my only fathers son
As sure as I ever did love him
I am not afraid

This world is spinning around me
The whole world keeps spinning around me
All life is future to past
Every breath leaves me one less to my last

Pull me under pull me under
Pull me under Im not afraid
All that I feel in honor and spite
All I can do is set it right

Dust fills my eyes
Clouds roll by and I roll with them
Centuries cry
Orders fly and I fall again

This world is spinning inside me
The whole world is spinning inside of me
Every day sends future to past
Every step brings me closer to my last

Pull me under pull me under
Pull me under Im not afraid
Living my life too much in in the sun
Only until your will is done

Pull Me Under- Dream Theater

[Provocateur]

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of tickytacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

[Troy]

I've kept it bottled up for years
Instead of fighting or shedding tears
Now it's time to let go
My boiling point's about to show
I don't know if I'll lose control
Of my mind, my body, or soul
Boiling Point
Boiling Over
Boiling Point
Now it's over

Boiling Point- SS Decontrol

[Provocateur]

Oh Beautiful for smoggy skies, insecticided grain,
For strip-mined mountain's majesty above the asphalt plain.
America, America, man sheds his waste on thee,
And hides the pines with billboard signs, from sea to oily sea.
~George Carlin

[Provocateur]

Don Henley: You Can't Make Love Lyrics
Songwriters: Henley, Don; Kortchmar, Danny;
You can make money, you can make good friends
You make mistakes and you can make amends
You can make it easy when push comes to shove but
You can't make love

You can make advances, you can make big plans
Plant sloppy kisses all over her hands
You can tell her everything you're dreamin' of but
You can't make love

Love's a little word that's been kicked around
Used too much, beaten down
What in the world were you thinkin' of?
You can't make love

You can go through the motions with your magic spells
Buy all the potions that Fifth Avenue sells
You can try to call down all the stars above but
You can't make love

You can buy her diamonds, you can go out in style
You can make a promise, you can walk down the aisle
You can make a life for her that fits like a glove but
You can' t make love, you can't make love, you can't make love

What in the world are you thinkin' of boy?
You can't make love

Oh, it takes so long
You gotta be strong before it's gone
What in the world were you thinkin' of boy?
You can't make love

Oh, it takes so long
You gotta be strong before it's gone
What in the world were you thinkin' of boy?
You can't make love

Oh, it takes you so long
You gotta be strong before it's gone
What in the world were you thinkin' of boy?
You can't make love

Oh, it takes you so long
You gotta be strong before it's gone

[Troy]

For today-

If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice

Rush

[Extra Extra]

Listen to 88.1 for election news and coverage tonight when Rivero becomes the newly elected sheriff.

[RIP]

MIA wrote:

<quoted text>
"Wow"... looking for lyrics? Why don't you respond to your very own Topix blog about your cold feet? Seems you sang the wrong song.
You are the poster child for the "Gong Show..."
(Someone PLUHLEEEZE hit the gong and get "Wow" off)

MIA and Lynn Thorton, looked down upon Lake Co. today with blessings for a better tomorrow, for equal justice under the law. May you RIP.

[Troy]

Also for today-

I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...

Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!

[Chorus:]
California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face

Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!

[Chorus]

Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece

Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.

DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown

[Chorus]

California Uber Alles
Dead Kennedys

[lucerne beyatch]

The jose Frank should not be considered for anything other than a beat cop for armpit Clearlake.

[Votes matter]

Francisco Rivero will win, landslide.

[lucerne beyatch]

Then LC will get what they deserve: someone that is always on leave and time off, files frivolous lawsuits against the system, is a white hating race baiter that panders to fruits, misfits, criminals (like himself), and other malcontents. The law enforcement hating defense conspiracy shill smatterings deserve nothing more.

[Donna Christopher]

"My dog Pete's the smallest dog of all the dogs in the yard;
He's a mean sumbytch, drinks Beam & water from a broken mason jar;
And we sic'em on a chicken, sic'em on a chicken, sic'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly. Sic'em on a chicken, sic'em on a chicken, break out the butter and the flour and fryer" Zac Brown Band - just for the Chico Chicken! Careful there Chico Chicken - Pete hits'em from the side ;) Never see it coming.

Don't forget kids - vote early and vote often!

[Provocateur]

What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight - it's the size of the fight in the dog. Dwight D. Eisenhower

[Oh happy day]

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius, the age of Aquarius, Aquarius, Aquarius.

Yes people this a new day dawning!

Vote RIVERO/ANDERSON

[Polly]

So bye, bye Mitchell's pie. Drove my chevy to the levy but the levy was dry and "Good Old Boys" are drinking whiskey & Rye singing....this will be the day that we die, this will be the day that we die.....

[Bob Blackmoore]

Gil Scott-Heron: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.

There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.