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When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand Ideas that would take me all around the world I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountain curl It took me a long time to get back on the train

I like to reggae But you dance too fast for me. I'd like to make love to you So you can make me scream. Boogie on reggae woman. What is wrong with me? Boogie on reggae woman. Baby, can't you see?

The money's lying on the floor She looks at me, shakes her head, and sighs. Out of time, out the door Red light shining in my eyes. But was I alright? Did I take you to the height of ecstasy? Was I alright? Did a shadow of emotion cross your face Or was it just another trick of the light?

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads, I fell down on my knees Asked the Lord for mercy, "Save me if you please"

Poor boy If that's the way it's gonna be Poor boy It's you for you and me for me Poor boy I've tried all I can, understanding all the fools and all their money, When half of what they've got, you know they never will use, Enough to get by, suits me fine, I don't care if they think I'm funny. I'm never gonna change my point of view, Don't mind the rain, don't mind snow, don't mind nothing, if I know You will be right here with me, all the way.

I'll take artificial intelligence over genuine stupidity any day.

Woke up this morning, smile with the rising sun Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep Singing sweet songs, melodies pure and true Singing, "This is my message to you."

The place is really jumping to the Hiwatt amps 'Til a twenty-inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps In the blackout they danced right into the aisle And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock Rock is dead they say Long live rock

Is that rigor mortis or is he just enjoying the strippers?

I took my loved one over 'cross the tracks So she could her my man a whalin' sax I must admit they have a rockin' band Man they were goin' like a hurricane That's why I go for that rock 'n' roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock - roll music If you wanna dance with me

Well, the night was falling as the desert world Began to settle down In the town they're searching for us everywhere But we never will be found Band on the run Band on the run And the county judge who held a grudge Will search for evermore For the band on the run

That's like saying "I'll miss the snow" when you know it'll be back next year.

The world would be a better place if all felons were stupid enough to document their crimes with video evidence.

Two out of three ain't bad - in this case, it's just right.

They weren't horsing around. ?

Nobody knows you When you're down and out. In your pocket, not even a penny, And as for friends, you don't have any. When you get back on your feet again, Everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend. It's mighty strange, without a doubt, Nobody knows you when you're down and out.

She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes And I knew without asking she was into the blues She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth The north side of my town faced east and east was facing south And now you dare to look me in the eye Those crocodile tears are what you cry It's a genuine problem, you won't try To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top Down in the Tennessee hills Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top Ain't no telephone bills Once I had a girl on Rocky Top Half bear, other half cat Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop I still dream about that Rocky Top, you'll always be Home sweet home to me Good ol' Rocky Top Rocky Top, Tennessee Rocky Top, Tennessee

That was a given at the end of last season. Josh demonstrated that he can perform and learn as he goes, so there's no need for him to sit behind a vet for a couple of seasons. He can learn from the vets in the QB room and learn from experience on the field. And with the o-line upgrades, he might just get some time in the pocket instead of throwing on the run (or tucking it and running) so much.

Between the draft and FA, they upgraded the o-line and the receivers, both of which will help the passing game. Plus, a better d-line takes some pressure off the offense. If I were Josh, I'd be pretty happy with this off-season.

The bottles stand as empty, as they were filled before. Time there was and plenty, but from that cup no more. Though I could not caution all, I still might warn a few: Don't lend your hand to raise no flag atop no ship of fools.

I've told you once, I've told you twice We go together like fried beans and rice 'Cause you're a big legged woman With a short, short miniskirt Promise me darlin' You'll never make me feel like dirt

Days of barefoot freedom racing with the waves Nights of starlit secrets, crackling driftwood flames Drinking by the lighthouse, smoking on the pier Still we saw the magic was fading every year

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream You dreamed of a big star He played a mean guitar He always ate in the Steak Bar He loved to drive in his Jaguar So welcome to the machine