<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841</id><updated>2011-08-24T15:04:47.763-05:00</updated><category term='women'/><category term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>A Lyric A Day...</title><subtitle type='html'>...not to be confused with tantric sex.  Unless you've got a while.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-6284754023659097584</id><published>2008-11-05T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:30:54.325-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Stewie and the Cowtones - My Fat Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Warm out today. Warm yesterday. Even warmer today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her on my CB, said her name was Mimi&lt;br /&gt;Sounded like an angel come to Earth&lt;br /&gt;(Come to Earth)&lt;br /&gt;When I went to meet her&lt;br /&gt;man you should've seen her&lt;br /&gt;Twice as tall as me, three times the girth&lt;br /&gt;(girth)&lt;br /&gt;Oh my fat baby loves to eat&lt;br /&gt;(loves to eat)&lt;br /&gt;A big ol' Buddha belly&lt;br /&gt;and her breasts swing past her feet&lt;br /&gt;(Feet)&lt;br /&gt;My fat baby loves to eat&lt;br /&gt;My big ol' fat-ass baby loves to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I've got blisters on me fingers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-6284754023659097584?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6284754023659097584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=6284754023659097584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/6284754023659097584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/6284754023659097584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2008/11/stweie-and-cowtones-my-fat-baby.html' title='Stewie and the Cowtones - My Fat Baby'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-187703650789587411</id><published>2008-10-21T12:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:38:21.187-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><title type='text'>The Band - Don't Do It</title><content type='html'>OK...this song actually comes by way of Mr. Marvin Gaye.  So maybe I should change the title.  But in reality, at least in my mind's reality, there really is only one version of this song, and that's the one that Rick, Levon, Richard, Garth and Robbie get down on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it before, check out The Last Waltz.  It's a "documentary" of The Band's last show ever, and it's directed by Martin Scorsese. The movie actually opens with this song, so you could really get away with watching the first 5 minutes.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feEBEpDLTKI"&gt;Or just YouTube it.&lt;/a&gt;  That's what I do when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you're a music fan of any stretch of the imagination, rent the movie.  You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby don't you do it, don't do it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't do it, don't you break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sacrifice to make you happy, left nothing for myself&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna leave me for the love of someone else&lt;br /&gt;My pride is all gone whether I'm right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I need you baby to keep on keepin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm trying to my best&lt;br /&gt;Oh i'm trying to do my best&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it, don't you break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't do it, don't you break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest mistake was loving you too much&lt;br /&gt;and letting you know&lt;br /&gt;Now you got me where you want me&lt;br /&gt;and you won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was made of glass well then you'd surely see&lt;br /&gt;How much heartache and misery, girl, you've been causing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go down to the river and there I be&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna jump in girl, but you don't care bout me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can't ya see I love ya?&lt;br /&gt;Open up you heart, girl&lt;br /&gt;Can't ya see I need ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-187703650789587411?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/187703650789587411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=187703650789587411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/187703650789587411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/187703650789587411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2008/10/band-dont-do-it.html' title='The Band - Don&apos;t Do It'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-6884371995180012912</id><published>2008-10-20T16:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:55:55.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foo Fighters - Hey, Johnny Park!</title><content type='html'>For starters,  the name of the song alone is awesome.  I read an interview with Dave Grohl where he said that, basically, Johnny Park was a great friend of his that he's since lost contact with, and he thought that if he named a song after him, he might call one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if he ever called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Come and I'll take you under&lt;br /&gt;this beautiful bruise's colors.&lt;br /&gt;Everything fades in time, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I had another&lt;br /&gt;stab at the under cover.&lt;br /&gt;Was it a change in mind for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes still remind me of&lt;br /&gt;angels that hover above.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that can change from blind to blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found my reward,&lt;br /&gt;I'd throw it away long before&lt;br /&gt;I'd share a piece of mine with you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-6884371995180012912?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6884371995180012912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=6884371995180012912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/6884371995180012912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/6884371995180012912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2008/10/current-haunts-foo-fighters-hey-johnny.html' title='Foo Fighters - Hey, Johnny Park!'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112498847913742243</id><published>2005-08-25T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:49:01.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispatch - Out Loud</title><content type='html'>This is what's currently stuck in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;would you be the wind to blow me home&lt;br /&gt;would you be a dream&lt;br /&gt;on the wings of a poem&lt;br /&gt;and if you were walking through a crowd&lt;br /&gt;you know I'd be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you call my name out loud&lt;br /&gt;do you suppose that I would come running&lt;br /&gt;do you suppose I'd come at all&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I would&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112498847913742243?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112498847913742243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112498847913742243' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112498847913742243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112498847913742243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/dispatch-out-loud.html' title='Dispatch - Out Loud'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112421474305887098</id><published>2005-08-16T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T12:52:23.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bee Gees - I Started A Joke</title><content type='html'>OK...yeah....The Bee Gees.  I'll admit that I've never heard the Bee Gee's version of this song.  I'm more familiar with the Wallflowers' version of it.  I was watching Zoolander the other day, and at the beginning, right after he loses the award to Hansel (Hansel...so hot right now...Hansel), he's sitting in a puddle outside on the street and they start playing this fantastic Wallflowers  song.  Well...a couple googles (eugoogoly?) later, I now know that it's *gasp* originally done by the Bee Gees.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t see that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I’d only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I’d said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I’d only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I’d said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I’d only seen that the joke was one me."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112421474305887098?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112421474305887098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112421474305887098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112421474305887098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112421474305887098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/bee-gees-i-started-joke.html' title='The Bee Gees - I Started A Joke'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112413082246980003</id><published>2005-08-15T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T13:33:42.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incubus - Southern Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/Frankfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankfort, KY...wish I was there right about now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're an exception to the rule&lt;br /&gt;You're a bonafide rarity&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Southern girl&lt;br /&gt;Could you want me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come outside and walk with me&lt;br /&gt;We'll try each other on to see if we fit&lt;br /&gt;And with our roots, become a tree&lt;br /&gt;To shade what we make, under it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112413082246980003?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112413082246980003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112413082246980003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112413082246980003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112413082246980003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/incubus-southern-girl.html' title='Incubus - Southern Girl'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112388073231387212</id><published>2005-08-12T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:24:06.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Folds - Not The Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/lsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, &lt;a href="http://twolfe.blogspot.com"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt; definitely gets the credit for making me think of a Ben Folds song.  I think this is probably my favorite song of his.  It's a true story about a guy that takes some acid at a party, then while he's tripping has some revelation and becomes a born-again Christian.  If you've never heard it, or just don't listen to Ben Folds, I can guarantee you that this song is worth your time.  One fun note about it...the first time I heard this song was on a friend's "Ben Folds Live" DVD.  This song features a chorus in the background, kind of doing a 3 part "ah" deal (as if you have any idea what I'm talking about).  Since he didn't have a chorus with him when they made the DVD, he had the audience split up and do it.  Very cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you took a trip&lt;br /&gt;and climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;at Robert Sledge's party&lt;br /&gt;and there you stayed&lt;br /&gt;'til morning came&lt;br /&gt;you were not the same after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave your life&lt;br /&gt;to Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;and after all your friends went home&lt;br /&gt;you came down,&lt;br /&gt;you looked around&lt;br /&gt;and you were not the same after that &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112388073231387212?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112388073231387212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112388073231387212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112388073231387212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112388073231387212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/ben-folds-not-same.html' title='Ben Folds - Not The Same'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112368984324178722</id><published>2005-08-10T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:04:03.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Johnson - Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/bling.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like everything you own is just filler?  I was sitting around last night (after I woke up at 2 am), staring at my racks and racks of CDs, DVDs, and video games, thinking that they're all pretty worthless.  However, when I thought about getting rid of them, that made even less sense.  Slaves!  We're all slaaaaves to the marketing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, Soylent Green is people.  I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Look at all those fancy clothes,&lt;br /&gt;But these could keep us warm just like those.&lt;br /&gt;And what about your soul? Is it cold?&lt;br /&gt;Is it straight from the mold, and ready to be sold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cars and phones and diamond rings,&lt;br /&gt;Bling, bling, because those are only removable things.&lt;br /&gt;And what about your mind? Does it shine?&lt;br /&gt;Are there things that concern you, more than your time?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112368984324178722?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112368984324178722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112368984324178722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112368984324178722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112368984324178722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/jack-johnson-gone.html' title='Jack Johnson - Gone'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112360719356696483</id><published>2005-08-09T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:06:33.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin Sexton - Can't Stop Thinking 'Bout You</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Dan Hawthorne for introducing me to this guy.  Faaantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lovin you was sort of like lovin a fifth of the finest bourbon&lt;br /&gt;Was it your quantity or high quality that's put me in the shape I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tired and I'm scared and wide open to the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm fooling myself by thinking&lt;br /&gt;That a cure will be found&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't stop thinking bout you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112360719356696483?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112360719356696483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112360719356696483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112360719356696483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112360719356696483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/martin-sexton-cant-stop-thinking-bout.html' title='Martin Sexton - Can&apos;t Stop Thinking &apos;Bout You'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-112328121190603846</id><published>2005-08-05T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T17:33:31.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>George Harrison - Got My Mind Set on You</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="center" src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/harrison.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Frema :)  I was going to go with the sublime "Something", as I believe that's George's best song, but....that song's been slightly tainted for me.  This song will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But it’s gonna take money&lt;br /&gt;A whole lotta spending money&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonne take plenty of money&lt;br /&gt;To do it right child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna take time&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of precious time&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna take patience and time, ummm&lt;br /&gt;To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it,&lt;br /&gt;To do it right child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my mind set on you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-112328121190603846?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/112328121190603846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=112328121190603846' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112328121190603846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/112328121190603846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/08/george-harrison-got-my-mind-set-on-you.html' title='George Harrison - Got My Mind Set on You'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110920580939195330</id><published>2005-02-23T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T00:09:44.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispatch - Elias</title><content type='html'>Are you strong?&lt;br /&gt;I am strong if you are strong.&lt;br /&gt;I am strong. &lt;br /&gt;   - Common greeting in Zimbabwe (but not in English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you die, will I get word that you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;Or will hear it in passing conversation?&lt;br /&gt;Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Distance is short when you hand carries what your eyes found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110920580939195330?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110920580939195330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110920580939195330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110920580939195330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110920580939195330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/02/dispatch-elias.html' title='Dispatch - Elias'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110867230996895486</id><published>2005-02-17T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T14:31:49.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Metallica - No Leaf Clover</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Then it comes to be that the soothing light &lt;br /&gt;at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Was just a freight train comin your way&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110867230996895486?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110867230996895486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110867230996895486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110867230996895486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110867230996895486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/02/metallica-no-leaf-clover.html' title='Metallica - No Leaf Clover'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110676056717019601</id><published>2005-01-26T11:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T11:48:19.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse - Stockholm Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/muse.jpg" width=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I won’t stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Let your hatred grow&lt;br /&gt;And she’ll scream&lt;br /&gt;And she’ll shout&lt;br /&gt;And she’ll pray&lt;br /&gt;And she had a name&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she had a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t hold you back&lt;br /&gt;Let your anger rise&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll fly&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll fall&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll burn&lt;br /&gt;No one will recall&lt;br /&gt;No one will recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I’ll abandon you&lt;br /&gt;And this is... the last time I’ll forget you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine recently turned me on to this band Muse.  They're comparable to Radiohead, right around the time they put out The Bends.  In fact, here's a scenario.  Right after The Bends, Thom Yorke says to the band, "listen chums (i don't know if he'd say chums or not, but just shut the hell up anyway), I've been thinking.  We have 2 choices....we can either begin writing completely synthesized music, which will be at the same time impressive, contemplative, unsettling, and haunting, or we can dumb it down a bit and continue to rock."  Well, it's obvious which way Radiohead would have/has went, but if they'd have went the other way, they'd probably be sounding a lot like Muse today.  Check them out...you won't be disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Stockholm Syndrome (the title of today's track) refers to the bond that sometimes forms between &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norrmalmstorg_robbery"&gt;a captive and his kidnappers&lt;/a&gt;. It got me to thinking about that time I was kidnapped back in '87...those were the days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110676056717019601?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110676056717019601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110676056717019601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110676056717019601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110676056717019601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/muse-stockholm-syndrome.html' title='Muse - Stockholm Syndrome'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110512671338663800</id><published>2005-01-20T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:31:35.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem - The Way I Am</title><content type='html'>Em's probably my favorite rapper (Snoop's definitely the man, but Eminem is much more creative), and this is definitely my favorite track on any of his albums.  The flow is unreal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I sit back with this pack of ZigZags&lt;br /&gt;And this bag of this weed&lt;br /&gt;That gives me the shit needed to be&lt;br /&gt;The most meanest emcee on this - on this earth&lt;br /&gt;And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse&lt;br /&gt;And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works&lt;br /&gt;And it sells and it helps in itself&lt;br /&gt;To relieve all this tension dispensing me&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110512671338663800?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110512671338663800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110512671338663800' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110512671338663800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110512671338663800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/eminem-way-i-am.html' title='Eminem - The Way I Am'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110616507217106257</id><published>2005-01-19T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T14:04:32.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Of A Revolution - City On Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Just a while ago my soul was confused, amused at what it did not know&lt;br /&gt;But days went by and amusement cried&lt;br /&gt;I decide it's time, I got to move on now&lt;br /&gt;But I was so scared.&lt;br /&gt;I was frightened, somewhat enlightened&lt;br /&gt;So I changed shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I walk through a valley of color much better than the other&lt;br /&gt;way I did not know, but now we can be united.&lt;br /&gt;Miracle, miracle sighted, and I'm pulling it in...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/benches.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110616507217106257?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110616507217106257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110616507217106257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110616507217106257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110616507217106257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/of-revolution-city-on-down.html' title='Of A Revolution - City On Down'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110539665367115137</id><published>2005-01-10T16:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T16:43:31.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinal Tap - Sex Farm</title><content type='html'>A quick tribute to the gratest, loudest band of all time, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/6305922756/" target="_blank"&gt;Spinal Tap&lt;/a&gt;.  If you haven't seen this movie, stop what you're doing and go rent it.  Now.  NOW.  I'm serious....Blockbuster won't even charge you late fees if you don't return it on time, that's how good it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sex farm woman&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see my silo risin' high&lt;br /&gt;Working on a sex farm&lt;br /&gt;Hosing down your barn door&lt;br /&gt;Bothering you livestock&lt;br /&gt;They know what I need &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/spinal_tap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110539665367115137?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110539665367115137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110539665367115137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110539665367115137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110539665367115137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/spinal-tap-sex-farm.html' title='Spinal Tap - Sex Farm'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110512884304743219</id><published>2005-01-07T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:14:37.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Phish - David Bowie</title><content type='html'>The assignment was to take a song that already had lyrics, and to write a new set of lyrics.  I'm sure the professor was looking for some real heartfelt material.  If not, at the very least he was looking for more than two words.  But that's what &lt;a href="http://twolfe.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bocky&lt;/a&gt; gave him. Without further adieu, here are the lyrics of the song that she rewrote. (I'm not going to tell you how she rewrote them.  It's up to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;David Bowie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a hell of a weekend!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110512884304743219?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110512884304743219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110512884304743219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110512884304743219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110512884304743219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/phish-david-bowie.html' title='Phish - David Bowie'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110503473152347831</id><published>2005-01-06T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:08:34.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remy Zero - Life In Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width=300 src="http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/blog/first-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I once had marigolds for eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I'd seem to fade on sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;When it's cold as the rain outside,&lt;br /&gt;well then, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes down,&lt;br /&gt;you'll know I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;And how could I show you?&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to know.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We once had oceans left to fly,&lt;br /&gt;now the trees and the river&lt;br /&gt;have parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like the phone has died,&lt;br /&gt;well then, so have I.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110503473152347831?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110503473152347831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110503473152347831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110503473152347831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110503473152347831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/remy-zero-life-in-rain.html' title='Remy Zero - Life In Rain'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110486132178324285</id><published>2005-01-04T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:07:50.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whyte Seeds - No Right</title><content type='html'>So, the last time I was in NYC (2 years ago?) I saw a show at the world-famous CBGB's.  When I got to the City, the first thing I did was check what was going on over there while I was around.  The best bet was something called the "Swedish Invasion Tour".  I thought, "Hey, there's some good music in Sweden, I think.  Let's check it out. (And let's hope that they aren't lumping Iceland in there.  Fuck Bjork.)"  So I showed up like an hour early and had to wait outside until nearly "showtime".  Apparently, this show wasn't as big as I thought it was going to be.  That's what the front door guys at CBGB's thought anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out, the whole thing was this group of 6 or 7 punk/pop/rock bands from Sweden.  The first one was really bad, and I really thought about leaving.  I'm glad I didn't.  Some of the bands were really great...and some of them were good, but had really, really hot Swedish women singing for them.  So that upgraded them to 'great'.  One that I really liked a lot was called 'Whyte Seeds'.  They played about 4 or 5 songs, all of which sounded great live.  Their guitarist was excellent (I was right up front, so I could pay close attention to how he tore up the fretboard....he was really great).  Their lead singer was this little funny looking guy with a distinct voice, which really worked with their punk sound.  And God were they loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren't selling merchandise at the bar (or if they were, I couldn't tell...it turned out to be very crowded), so when I got back to Indiana I did some searching, and found their EP on a Swedish reseller site.  I payed the 18-dollars-American for a disc I wasn't convinced would ever get to me, but eventually it did.  I can't even say it's a great cd, but it certainly holds some memories of NYC and CBGB's!  (By the way, I just went to their site to buy their new full length cd, but I think I'll hold off.  After shipping, it'll be around $30.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great holiday season...boy am I glad to be back at work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No right It ain’t right to fight&lt;br /&gt;No right I’m hard like evil dynamite&lt;br /&gt;No right It ain’t right to fight&lt;br /&gt;But I fight anyway just to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No right It ain’t right to steal&lt;br /&gt;No right I got no sex appeal&lt;br /&gt;No right It ain’t right to steal&lt;br /&gt;But I steal anyhow anytime I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110486132178324285?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110486132178324285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110486132178324285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110486132178324285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110486132178324285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2005/01/whyte-seeds-no-right.html' title='Whyte Seeds - No Right'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110383393762341427</id><published>2004-12-23T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T14:32:17.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanye West - Last Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards&lt;br /&gt;I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars&lt;br /&gt;I went to the malls and I balled too hard&lt;br /&gt;'Oh my god, is that a Black Card?'&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and replied, "Why yes but I prefer the term&lt;br /&gt;African American Express"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta have a little rap in this bitch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110383393762341427?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110383393762341427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110383393762341427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110383393762341427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110383393762341427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/kanye-west-last-call.html' title='Kanye West - Last Call'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110366722994036032</id><published>2004-12-21T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:16:56.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Led Zeppelin - Fool In The Rain</title><content type='html'>This is by &lt;strong&gt;far&lt;/strong&gt; my favorite Led Zeppelin song.  It tells the story of a guy that's waiting for a girl on a street corner, and when she doesn't show, he starts to think things to himself.  Then, he realizes he's on the wrong block :)  If anyone hasn't heard it, and wants to, let me know.  It's so good, I can't stand to leave someone out....I'll find a way to get that song to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Well there's a light in your eye that keeps shining&lt;br /&gt;Like a star that can't wait for the night&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think I've been blinded baby&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I see you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;And the warmth of your smile starts a-burnin'&lt;br /&gt;And the thrill of your touch gives me fright&lt;br /&gt;And I'm shaking so much, really yearning&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you show up and make it all right?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Now I will stand in the rain on the corner&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch the people go shuffling downtown&lt;br /&gt;Another ten minutes no longer&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm turning around&lt;br /&gt;The clock on the wall's moving slower&lt;br /&gt;My heart it sinks to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And the storm that I thought would blow over&lt;br /&gt;Clouds the light of the love that I found &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110366722994036032?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110366722994036032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110366722994036032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110366722994036032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110366722994036032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/led-zeppelin-fool-in-rain.html' title='Led Zeppelin - Fool In The Rain'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110357056314417087</id><published>2004-12-20T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T13:22:43.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Portishead - Cowboys</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Did you sweep us far from your feet,&lt;br /&gt;Reset in stone this stark belief,&lt;br /&gt;Salted eyes and a sordid dye,&lt;br /&gt;Too many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't despair,&lt;br /&gt;This day will be their damnedest day,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you take these things from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you feed us tales of deceit,&lt;br /&gt;Conceal the tongues who need to speak?&lt;br /&gt;Subtle lies and a soiled coin,&lt;br /&gt;The truth is sold, the deal is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't despair,&lt;br /&gt;This day will be their damnedest day,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you take these things from me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could listen to Portishead all day....their vocalist (who's name I don't know) is wonderful.  To be quite honest, her voice, mixed with the music, is absolutely mesmerizing.  And while her words are, to me, more akin to poetry than to "lyrics" (know what I mean?), I think it works well.  Check it out for yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110357056314417087?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110357056314417087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110357056314417087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110357056314417087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110357056314417087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/portishead-cowboys.html' title='Portishead - Cowboys'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110330536605309934</id><published>2004-12-17T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T11:42:46.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Matthews Band - Lie In Our Graves</title><content type='html'>Yeah...more DMB.  Sue me.  I'm listening to this new disk that was made available to fan club members...it's a concert from 2004 in San Francisco.  Carlos Santana comes out with them to do a really, really badass version of All Along the Watchtower.  While that's great...I have to profess my gratitude for the man known as Butch Taylor.  He plays such a sweet piano, especially on Lie In Our Graves, at this concert.  If I could pass a piano solo off as "lyrics", I certainly would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that we would lie in our graves&lt;br /&gt;wondering if we've spent our living days well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that we would lie in our graves&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of things that we might have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110330536605309934?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110330536605309934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110330536605309934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110330536605309934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110330536605309934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/dave-matthews-band-lie-in-our-graves.html' title='Dave Matthews Band - Lie In Our Graves'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110318199354718966</id><published>2004-12-16T01:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T01:26:33.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Modest Mouse - Float On</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say?&lt;br /&gt;Well you just laughed it off, it was all OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if things get heavy, we'll all float on. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  Where have I been?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110318199354718966?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110318199354718966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110318199354718966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110318199354718966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110318199354718966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/modest-mouse-float-on.html' title='Modest Mouse - Float On'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110211957691532553</id><published>2004-12-03T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T18:19:36.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velvet Underground - Heroin</title><content type='html'>Lou Reed is quite an interesting cat.  If I had to guess, I'd guess that most of you haven't listened to much of his work.  He's got a knack for saying things in just the right way, so that it evokes the proper mental image/feeling.  (Apparently I don't share in that knack, as that last sentence was a bear to grind out!)  Check him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don’t know just where I’m going&lt;br /&gt;But I’m gonna try for the kingdom, if I can&lt;br /&gt;’cause it makes me feel like I’m a man&lt;br /&gt;When I put a spike into my vein&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll tell ya, things aren’t quite the same&lt;br /&gt;When I’m rushing on my run&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like jesus’ son&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made the big decision&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna try to nullify my life&lt;br /&gt;’cause when the blood begins to flow&lt;br /&gt;When it shoots up the dropper’s neck&lt;br /&gt;When I’m closing in on death&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t help me not, you guys&lt;br /&gt;And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk&lt;br /&gt;You can all go take a walk&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was born a thousand years ago&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I’d sail the darkened seas&lt;br /&gt;On a great big clipper ship&lt;br /&gt;Going from this land here to that&lt;br /&gt;In a sailor’s suit and cap&lt;br /&gt;Away from the big city&lt;br /&gt;Where a man can not be free&lt;br /&gt;Of all of the evils of this town&lt;br /&gt;And of himself, and those around&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroin, be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;Heroin, it’s my wife and it’s my life&lt;br /&gt;Because a mainer to my vein&lt;br /&gt;Leads to a center in my head&lt;br /&gt;And then I’m better off and dead&lt;br /&gt;Because when the smack begins to flow&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t care anymore&lt;br /&gt;About all the jim-jim’s in this town&lt;br /&gt;And all the politicians makin’ crazy sounds&lt;br /&gt;And everybody puttin’ everybody else down&lt;br /&gt;And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’cause when the smack begins to flow&lt;br /&gt;Then I really don’t care anymore&lt;br /&gt;Ah, when the heroin is in my blood&lt;br /&gt;And that blood is in my head&lt;br /&gt;Then thank God that I’m as good as dead&lt;br /&gt;Then thank your God that I’m not aware&lt;br /&gt;And thank God that I just don’t care&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I just don’t know&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110211957691532553?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110211957691532553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110211957691532553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110211957691532553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110211957691532553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/velvet-underground-heroin.html' title='The Velvet Underground - Heroin'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110191389623052375</id><published>2004-12-01T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T09:11:36.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam  - Red Mosquito</title><content type='html'>I've long said that Pearl Jam is my favorite band.  There are many other bands that I listen to more often (DM(B), Zep, Guster lately), but Pearl Jam is still far and away my favorite.  Everything about them makes me happy...makes me smile.   (Don't it make you smiile?)  Anyhow, I think ultimately this song is my favorite of theirs.  When No Code came out, and everyone started ragging on them, saying they had lost their touch, it was this song that proved to me that they hadn't.  No Code is a great (and greatly misunderstood) album.  The ending of this song ("if i had known then") might possibly be the most gratifying 30 seconds of music I've ever heard.  Seriously.   (If you don't believe me, I'm sure Becky will back me up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was bitten, must have been the devil&lt;br /&gt;he was just paying me...&lt;br /&gt;a little visit, reminding me of his presence&lt;br /&gt;and letting me know, he's a'waiting, he's a'waiting...&lt;br /&gt;up there...&lt;br /&gt;if I had known then what I know now...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on that note, maybe I should pay more attention to who I chose on this thing.  Looking back, there's a lot of repeat customers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Live Ken Jennings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110191389623052375?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110191389623052375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110191389623052375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110191389623052375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110191389623052375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/12/pearl-jam-red-mosquito.html' title='Pearl Jam  - Red Mosquito'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110187336976926475</id><published>2004-11-30T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:56:09.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>David Bowie - Where Have All The Good Times Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;In my life I've never stopped to worry about a thing&lt;br /&gt;Opened up and shouted out and never tried to see&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'd done wrong&lt;br /&gt;Will this depression last for long&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the good times gone&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110187336976926475?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110187336976926475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110187336976926475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110187336976926475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110187336976926475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/david-bowie-where-have-all-good-times.html' title='David Bowie - Where Have All The Good Times Gone'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110174678162271931</id><published>2004-11-29T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T10:46:21.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam - Rearviewmirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Saw things clearer&lt;br /&gt;once you were in my&lt;br /&gt;rearview mirror&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know that this jives with my personal life, in regards to relationships, their ending, and whatnot.  In fact, I'd say that it doesn't fit at all.  But...I like it.  And it was in my friend's AIM profile today, so it works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110174678162271931?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110174678162271931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110174678162271931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110174678162271931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110174678162271931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/pearl-jam-rearviewmirror.html' title='Pearl Jam - Rearviewmirror'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110132860135560733</id><published>2004-11-24T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T14:36:41.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beatles - I Should Have Known Better</title><content type='html'>A friend subliminally suggested this one  (Thanks Meg :) ) .  Here's some Lennon/McCartney pop for ya...happy early Thanksgiving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I should have known better with a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;That I would love everything that you do&lt;br /&gt;And I do, hey, hey, hey, and I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, I never realized what a kiss could be&lt;br /&gt;This could only happen to me&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That when I tell you that I love you, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna say you love me too, oh&lt;br /&gt;And when I ask you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna say you love me too&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110132860135560733?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110132860135560733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110132860135560733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110132860135560733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110132860135560733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/beatles-i-should-have-known-better.html' title='The Beatles - I Should Have Known Better'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110123618640259739</id><published>2004-11-23T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T12:56:26.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Phish - Wading In The Velvet Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I took a moment from my day&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped it up in things you say&lt;br /&gt;Mailed it off to your address&lt;br /&gt;You’ll get it pretty soon unless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packaging begins to break&lt;br /&gt;And all the points I tried to make&lt;br /&gt;Are tossed with thoughts into a bin&lt;br /&gt;Time leaks out my life leaks in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won’t find moments in a box&lt;br /&gt;And someone else will set your clocks&lt;br /&gt;I took a moment from my day&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped it up in things you say&lt;br /&gt;And mailed it off to you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never heard this song, I must implore you to do so.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110123618640259739?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110123618640259739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110123618640259739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110123618640259739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110123618640259739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/phish-wading-in-velvet-sea.html' title='Phish - Wading In The Velvet Sea'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110114984905664097</id><published>2004-11-22T12:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T12:57:29.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guster - Demons</title><content type='html'>hahaha....I just wrote a long post for this one, and with the click of a button it disappeared.  Apparently a bachelor's in CS and 10+ years of computer experience don't prevent you from being retarded.  Go Mondays.  In short, Guster = Good, Sorry to those who tried to tell me this previously (I believe you now!) Sorry for the lack of postings lately.  It's been a "heavy" couple of weeks, and posting to a blog just didn't seem that important.  But I need to look at it the way I originally set out to...as something fun to do.  Even (especially?) on the days where there's no fun to be found (check out my &lt;a href="http://phigga.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt; if you're unsure).  Anyhow, here's your words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My words confuse you&lt;br /&gt;My eyes don’t move a blink&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s easier sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Not to be sincere&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I make you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest is easy&lt;br /&gt;Fiction is where genius lies&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s easier sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Not to be involved&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I make you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I speak I cross my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Will you know you’ve been deceived?&lt;br /&gt;I find a need to be the demon&lt;br /&gt;A demon cannot be hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110114984905664097?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110114984905664097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110114984905664097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110114984905664097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110114984905664097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/guster-demons.html' title='Guster - Demons'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-110003168034913797</id><published>2004-11-09T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T14:21:20.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam - Love Boat Catpain</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;It's an art to live with pain... mix the light into grey.&lt;br /&gt;Lost nine friends we'll never know... two years ago today&lt;br /&gt;And if our lives became too long, would it add to our regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Stacy and Nathaniel Green.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-110003168034913797?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/110003168034913797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=110003168034913797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110003168034913797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/110003168034913797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/pearl-jam-love-boat-catpain.html' title='Pearl Jam - Love Boat Catpain'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109963983112560163</id><published>2004-11-05T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T01:30:31.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Matthews Band - Rapunzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I think the world of you &lt;br /&gt;All of my heart I do &lt;br /&gt;Blood through my veins for you &lt;br /&gt;You alone have all of me &lt;br /&gt;From you my strength is full &lt;br /&gt;To carry your burdens too &lt;br /&gt;I give my world to you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109963983112560163?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109963983112560163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109963983112560163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109963983112560163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109963983112560163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/dave-matthews-band-rapunzel.html' title='Dave Matthews Band - Rapunzel'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109946525232431539</id><published>2004-11-03T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T12:42:40.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nirvana - All Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;What else should I be &lt;br /&gt;All apologies &lt;br /&gt;What else should I say &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is gay &lt;br /&gt;What else could I write &lt;br /&gt;I don't have the right &lt;br /&gt;What else should I be &lt;br /&gt;All apologies&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to the most fucked up next 4 years any of us could ever hope for.  I hope you're all happy with what you've done...we're all fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109946525232431539?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109946525232431539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109946525232431539' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109946525232431539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109946525232431539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/nirvana-all-apologies.html' title='Nirvana - All Apologies'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109932231895032212</id><published>2004-11-01T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T09:18:38.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matchbox Twenty - The Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And for all you know&lt;br /&gt;This could be&lt;br /&gt;The difference between what you need&lt;br /&gt;And what you wanna be&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109932231895032212?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109932231895032212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109932231895032212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109932231895032212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109932231895032212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/11/matchbox-twenty-difference.html' title='Matchbox Twenty - The Difference'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109908772977626911</id><published>2004-10-29T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T17:08:49.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>U2- One Tree Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill&lt;br /&gt;As the day begs the night for mercy, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sun so bright it leaves no shadows&lt;br /&gt;Only scars carved into stone on the face of earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon is up and over One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;We see the sun go down in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run like a river on to the sea&lt;br /&gt;You run like a river runs to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the world, a heart of darkness, a fire-zone&lt;br /&gt;Where poets speak their heart then bleed for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jara sang, his song a weapon in the hands of love.&lt;br /&gt;You know his blood still cries from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It runs like a river runs to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;It runs like a river to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in painted roses or bleeding hearts&lt;br /&gt;While bullets rape the night of the merciful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again when the stars fall from the sky&lt;br /&gt;And the moon has turned red over One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run like a river runs to the sea&lt;br /&gt;We run like a river to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's rainin', rainin' hard&lt;br /&gt;That's when the rain will break a heart.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much you can have the whole song :)  Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109908772977626911?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109908772977626911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109908772977626911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109908772977626911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109908772977626911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/u2-one-tree-hill.html' title='U2- One Tree Hill'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109900075542299867</id><published>2004-10-28T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T17:00:43.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barenaked Ladies - Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I tend the wheat field that makes your bread&lt;br /&gt;I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature &amp; Mother Earth&lt;br /&gt;Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...I've just always liked this.  Especially the live version on the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000002NB7/" target="_blank"&gt;Rock Spectacle&lt;/a&gt; album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109900075542299867?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109900075542299867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109900075542299867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109900075542299867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109900075542299867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/barenaked-ladies-straw-hat-and-old.html' title='Barenaked Ladies - Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109884772779697615</id><published>2004-10-26T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:28:47.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - Absolutely Zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey what's that you say? You're not blaming me for anything well that's great&lt;br /&gt;But I don't break that easy. Does it fade away?&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I'm, I'm apologizing now for telling you I thought that we could make it&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get enough to believe that we've both changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See who am I to say this situation isn't great? It's my time to make the most of it&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didn't know that it would happen to me. Not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;If all along the fault is up for grabs why can't you have it&lt;br /&gt;If it's for sale what is your offer, I'll sell it for no less than what I bought it for&lt;br /&gt;Pay no more than absolutely zero.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sometimes, things just don't work out like you'd hoped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109884772779697615?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109884772779697615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109884772779697615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109884772779697615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109884772779697615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/jason-mraz-absolutely-zero.html' title='Jason Mraz - Absolutely Zero'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109872042451287605</id><published>2004-10-25T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T11:07:04.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Floyd - Brain Damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear&lt;br /&gt;You shout and no one seems to hear.&lt;br /&gt;And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....an easy one :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109872042451287605?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109872042451287605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109872042451287605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109872042451287605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109872042451287605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/pink-floyd-brain-damage.html' title='Pink Floyd - Brain Damage'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109848163549461776</id><published>2004-10-22T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T16:47:15.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage Against The Machine - Settle For Nothing</title><content type='html'>Just a quick, happy message from your friends Rage Against the Machine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If we don't take action now&lt;br /&gt;We'll settle for nothing later&lt;br /&gt;We settle for nothing now&lt;br /&gt;And we'll settle for nothing later&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all November 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109848163549461776?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109848163549461776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109848163549461776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109848163549461776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109848163549461776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/rage-against-machine-settle-for.html' title='Rage Against The Machine - Settle For Nothing'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109838614825522443</id><published>2004-10-21T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T14:15:48.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beatles - I'm So Tired </title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's true....I saved this one for my latest "all nighter".  Why an all-nighter on a Wednesday night/Thursday afternoon, you ask?  Well......I've been *very* sluggish lately, and have procrastinated like a mofo.  And I've been going to bed later and later...lately it's been roughly 5:00 AM.  So, last night, I decided to stay up all night, attempting to catch up on work.  I got far...but I'm also running on fumes now.  The only thing between my head and the pillow is this beautiful 16 oz. Sobe NoFear energy drink.  It's almost like a taste of heavennnnnnn..........zz.zzzzzzzzzzz....zzzzzzzz.z......zzz........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS - Sorry for neglecting the lyrics!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109838614825522443?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109838614825522443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109838614825522443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109838614825522443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109838614825522443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/beatles-im-so-tired.html' title='The Beatles - I&apos;m So Tired '/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109764114886175100</id><published>2004-10-12T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:19:08.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce Springsteen - Backstreets</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see&lt;br /&gt;Trying to learn to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be&lt;br /&gt;And after all this time, to find we're just like all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Stranded in the park and forced to confess&lt;br /&gt;To hiding on the backstreets&lt;br /&gt;Hiding on the backstreets&lt;br /&gt;Where we swore forever friends&lt;br /&gt;On the backstreets until the end&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I almost forgot to put one in today...so I'll give you one of the better ones.  The Boss...yeah.  He's really something else.  Always one to sing about real life, but also raw emotion...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109764114886175100?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109764114886175100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109764114886175100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109764114886175100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109764114886175100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/bruce-springsteen-backstreets.html' title='Bruce Springsteen - Backstreets'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109753005847683063</id><published>2004-10-11T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T16:27:38.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Gabriel - Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;i'm scared of swimming in the sea&lt;br /&gt;dark shapes moving under me&lt;br /&gt;every fear i swallow makes me small&lt;br /&gt;inconsequential things occur&lt;br /&gt;alarms are triggered&lt;br /&gt;memories stir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the way it has to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of what i do not know&lt;br /&gt;i hate being undermined&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i can be devil man&lt;br /&gt;and i'm scared to be divine&lt;br /&gt;don't mess with me my fuse is short&lt;br /&gt;beneath this skin these fragments caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i allow it to be&lt;br /&gt;there's no control over me&lt;br /&gt;i have my fears&lt;br /&gt;but they do not have me &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Peter Gabriel...his lyrics are generally so thoughtful, and his music is, to me, smart.  His disc, "Passion", is the soundrack to "The Last Temptation of Christ"...it's amazing.  It's all instrumental, with Middle Eastern and African voices added.  It's something to behold, really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, "Sledgehammer" kicks ass :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109753005847683063?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109753005847683063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109753005847683063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109753005847683063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109753005847683063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/peter-gabriel-darkness.html' title='Peter Gabriel - Darkness'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109714177267223909</id><published>2004-10-07T04:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T04:36:12.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David Bowie - Heroes</title><content type='html'>You know...there's a list of rather popular musicians/bands that I really don't care for.  The Eagles, Fleetwood Mac, Bob Dylan, David Bowie, etc...now...some of their music is fantastic, and (especially in the case of Dylan) a lot of their music is at the very least very heartfelt. I can definitely appreciate heartfelt.  For some reason or another, though, I just don't like listening to it.  In Dylan's case...I'm not a big fan of his vocals.  At all.  I listen to it when I can, but that usually lasts no more than 3 sings in a row.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anyways,&lt;/span&gt; my point is, these people really do have some terrific songs/lyrics, and just because they're not my cup of tea, that doesn't mean I'm going to shun them.  Case in point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I, I will be king&lt;br /&gt;And you, you will be queen&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing will drive them away&lt;br /&gt;We can beat them, just for one day&lt;br /&gt;We can be Heroes, just for one day&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109714177267223909?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109714177267223909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109714177267223909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109714177267223909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109714177267223909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/david-bowie-heroes.html' title='David Bowie - Heroes'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109710263926712302</id><published>2004-10-06T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T17:43:59.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madonna - Material Girl</title><content type='html'>Just for fun (and because Luke mentioned Madonna in a comment a few days ago)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'cause we are living in a material world&lt;br /&gt;And I am a material girl&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109710263926712302?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109710263926712302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109710263926712302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109710263926712302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109710263926712302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/madonna-material-girl.html' title='Madonna - Material Girl'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109700147262326589</id><published>2004-10-05T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T13:37:52.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Well I know I had it coming, &lt;br /&gt;I know I can't be free&lt;br /&gt;but those people keep a movin'&lt;br /&gt;and that's what tortures me...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the context of the song, the singer is in prison, and he's referring to people in a train that's going by outside.  That should help if you've never heard the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109700147262326589?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109700147262326589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109700147262326589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109700147262326589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109700147262326589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/johnny-cash-folsom-prison-blues.html' title='Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109690748935771074</id><published>2004-10-04T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T11:31:29.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dylan - Make You Feel My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When the rain is blowing in your face&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world is on your case&lt;br /&gt;I could offer you a warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the evening shadows and the stars appear&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one there to dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;I could hold you for a million years&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue&lt;br /&gt;I'd go crawling down the avenue&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much for me to say here...I'm just glad it dawned on me to look for this song. What a nice way to start the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109690748935771074?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109690748935771074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109690748935771074' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109690748935771074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109690748935771074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/bob-dylan-make-you-feel-my-love.html' title='Bob Dylan - Make You Feel My Love'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109684316591778197</id><published>2004-10-03T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T17:39:25.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>U2 - Numb</title><content type='html'>One thing I probably should have clarified when I started....don't expect updates during the weekends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since I'm here, here's one of my favorites...so simple, yet utterly profound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't expect. Suggest.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109684316591778197?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109684316591778197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109684316591778197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109684316591778197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109684316591778197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/u2-numb.html' title='U2 - Numb'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109664988113449721</id><published>2004-10-01T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T12:04:12.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foo Fighters - Burn Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you still remember&lt;br /&gt;There behind the skies&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the embers&lt;br /&gt;Standing in their light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is knowing&lt;br /&gt;Everything must die&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Ready to collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....will you remember, when it's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109664988113449721?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109664988113449721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109664988113449721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109664988113449721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109664988113449721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/10/foo-fighters-burn-away.html' title='Foo Fighters - Burn Away'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109657216671966193</id><published>2004-09-30T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T12:01:32.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doors - Moonlight Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Let's swim to the moon, uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Let's climb through the tide&lt;br /&gt;Penetrate the evenin' that the&lt;br /&gt;City sleeps to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's swim out tonight, love&lt;br /&gt;It's our turn to try&lt;br /&gt;Parked beside the ocean&lt;br /&gt;On our moonlight drive&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was an apt opener for this site, really...kind of a "here's a cool idea...let's just drive with it, see where it goes." Jim Morrison is so incredible. These lyrics are so simple, yet, when you hear them coming from him...there's a level of smoothness that few can really achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109657216671966193?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109657216671966193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109657216671966193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109657216671966193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109657216671966193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/09/doors-moonlight-drive.html' title='The Doors - Moonlight Drive'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538841.post-109656566725922538</id><published>2004-09-30T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T12:34:27.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil Put A Smile Upon Your Face</title><content type='html'>This is my new blog....the idea is that I'll post a daily lyric...something that's in my head, or something that's been pulling at my ear/heart/soul/spleen.  Perhaps I'll post a picture to go along with that lyric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you all like it.  Before I actually get going, I'm going to play around with the template for a while, to get it looking how I want it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538841-109656566725922538?l=lyric-a-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/feeds/109656566725922538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538841&amp;postID=109656566725922538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109656566725922538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538841/posts/default/109656566725922538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyric-a-day.blogspot.com/2004/09/phil-put-smile-upon-your-face.html' title='Phil Put A Smile Upon Your Face'/><author><name>Phil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://www.saintjoe.edu/~phils/MyPicture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
