PastaJoe

If you believed they put a man on the moon Man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve Then nothing is cool

I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go

True if it’s only used for Bills games. But a downtown roofed stadium could be used for multiple year-round events.

Of course the people who tailgate and buy tickets want it in OP and don’t want PSL’s. But that doesn’t benefit the vast majority of taxpayers who would have to pay for it. This isn’t like funding schools or roads that benefit the vast majority of taxpayers. If taxpayers have to pay, then it should be downtown and with a retractable roof so it can generate revenue year-round with multiple events, and include or contain a new convention center, both of which would encourage further development downtown and generate additional permanent jobs.

Eight miles high and when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street that say where you're going Are somewhere just being their own

You're running me around Well you can take it as a warning Or take it anyway you like It's the lightning, not the thunder You never know where it's gonna strike Our love's in jeopardy, baby, ooh Our love's in jeopardy, baby, ooh

You have to believe we are magic Nothin' can stand in our way You have to believe we are magic Don't let your aim ever stray And if all your hopes survive Destiny will arrive I'll bring all your dreams alive For you

Outta sight, buy your kicks from the man in the white Feels all right, powder pleasure in your nose tonight See the men paint their faces and cry (Like some girls) Like some girl, it makes you wonder why City life, sure its cool, but it cuts like a knife, it's your life So forget all that you see It's not reality, it's just a fantasy

Because I'm still in love with you I want to see you dance again Because I'm still in love with you On this harvest moon

I don't want you cook my bread I don't want you make my bed I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you

Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover

You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way Turn your love my way, yeah

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze

And when I go away I know my heart can stay with my love It's understood It's in the hands of my love And my love does it good Whoa whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa My love does it good

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama anyway you feel Hey mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey mama rock me

Yeoman Janice Rand

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me 5-6-7 times 8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting Until you're mine

No, still alive. Correct.

Not a book author, but a screenwriter. But that’s not what he’s best known for.

Wednesday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more

Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the preacher And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the teacher Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to our nation Ball of confusion Oh yeah, that's what the world is today Woo, hey, hey

Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby, please don't go

I’m a very hungry caterpillar crawling around eating everything in sight that can be found. I’m weaving a cocoon on a good size twig and I’m starting to get real big. I’m eating so much you can hear me chew. Chomp, chomp, chomp’s all I want to do so much that I just can’t stop. I’m afraid that I might pop!