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Well the kids don't eat And the dog can't sleep There's no escape from the music In the whole damn street

One way or another One way or another One way or another This darkness got to give

So where are the strong And who are the trusted? And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

Down on the corner Out in the street Willy and the Poor Boys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet

In another times forgotten space Your eyes looked from your mother's face Wildflower seed on the sand and stone May the four winds blow you safely home Roll away the dew

I got a girl, she lives on the hill She won't do it but her sister will When she boogie She do the tube snake boogie

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you Tomorrow I'll miss you Remember I'll always be true And then while I'm away I'll write home every day And I'll send all my loving to you

I'm also a transplant. Overall, I find that the quality of posts at 2BD is better than BBMB. I'm glad that some of the better BBMB posters jumped over here.

You've been in the pipeline Filling in time Provided with toys and scouting for boys You brought a guitar to punish your ma

I'd like to see both of us Fall deeply in love I'd like to see you Under the stars above

Set me free, why don't you, babe Get out my life, why don't you, babe 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on

I have to be careful not to preach I can't pretend that I can teach And yet I've lived your future out By pounding stages like a clown And on the dance floor, broken glass And bloody faces slowly pass The numbered seats in empty rows It all belongs to me, you know

She goes, squeeze me, Come on and squeeze me Come on and tease me like you do I'm so in love with you Mama's got a squeeze box Daddy never sleeps at night

There comes a redeemer And he slowly too fades away There follows a wagon behind him That's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent All burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day

If you think you can make something idiot-proof, you have severely underestimated the ingenuity of an idiot.

Probably until the next CBA comes out.

Spread your wings and fly away Fly away, far away Spread your little wings and fly away Fly away, far away Pull yourself together 'Cause you know you should do better That's because you're a free man

And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

When the moon is in the Seventh House And Jupiter aligns with Mars Then peace will guide the planets And love will steer the stars

I wasn't on TSW back then, but I thought JP Losman would become our franchise QB.

Nice take. On these "Would ya?" threads, I think anyone criticizing her looks should also post a recent picture of themselves.

Living is easy with eyes closed Misunderstanding all you see It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out It doesn't matter much to me

🙂 They escaped the fenced-in pasture but stayed in the yard, so my wife was able to capture them. Lesson learned: a chicken-wire fence is fine for chickens but worthless for goats. Second lesson learned: when a chicken gets sick or old and needs to be put down, the wife has no problem with dispatching it and butchering it. Goats, not so much. (I had to do the dispatching, but she handled the butchering.) Here are two of her blog posts about the brief goat adventure. Many of the reader comments are enlightening too. https://www.theselfsufficienthomeacre.com/2014/03/goat-lessons-for-newbies.html https://www.theselfsufficienthomeacre.com/2014/04/giving-up-on-goats.html

I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog, was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound, was outside Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly But my old hound-dog sat right down and cried