For your listening pleasure, my year 2014 in song lyrics:
Green and yeller, green and yeller,
Oh Mother, be quick, I'm gonna be sick
And lay me down to die...
There's a holy host of others standing
round me
But still I'm on the dark side of the
moon
And I know that it goes on like this
forever
You must forgive me...
If I've gone to Carolina in my mind...
Belladonna lingers, her gloves don't
have no fingers...
Calling America, that's what she said
to do
Calling America, that's where she has
to be...
Another one bites the dust, yeah,
another one bites the dust,
And another one's gone and another
one's gone,
Another one bites the dust...
You gotta know when to hold 'em,
Gotta know when to fold em'
Gotta know when to walk away
And know when to run...
Here's a first rate opportunity
To get married with impunity
And indulge in the felicity of
unbounded domesticity...
Well the nine-pound hammer is a little
too heavy
For my size, honey, for my size...
Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, my body's
aching all the time...
And the last laugh, Baby, is yours...
Now I can see the dawn arrivin'
Finally see beyond the road I'm
drivin'...
Well the winters drive you crazy and
the fishing's hard and slow,
You're a damn fool if you stay but
there's no better place to go...
Last week a premature blast went off
and a mile in the air went big Jim Goff...
There was shouting in the street
And the sound of running feet,
And I asked someone who said,
“'Bout a hundred cops are dead...”
You never count your money when you're
sittin' at the table,
There'll be time enough for countin'
when the dealin's done...
When the gun smoke settles we'll sing a
victory tune,
And we'll all meet back at the local
saloon...
Stand fast.