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| Thrasher - Neil Young Cover |
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This is my version of Neil Young's tune,
'Thrasher'. It's recorded by Neil Young on
the album, 'Rust Never Sleeps'.
I'm getting a bit better at this, though I
think I don't have my audio balance quite
right.
The rooster pictured in the fades is
'Chipotle'. I hand raised him from an egg.
Tags : Thrasher Neil Young Jack Dingler Folk Rock Weaseldog |
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Affichage : 5884
Durée : 360 s |
| Black River - Live! |
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Cap'n Jack and Spider @ The White Elephant
Saloon Jan 13, 2008
I've lived my life on Black River
That's the kind of life I have led
I spent my days on Black River
That's how I kept my family fed.
Refrain
Now the tide won't rise on black river
And they say it's due to decline
I can't wrap my thoughts around that
It's too much for my troublin' mind
It was once, such a wild thing
Struggling against the earth to be free
Now it's such a shy thing
We must coax it gingerly
They say nuthin' can last forever
And they say this too shall pass
I look out on to vlack river
And I wonder how long this can last
They say black river will last forever
It will just cost more to take a drink
They say there will always be a black river
What else could anyone think?
Now I look on in morbid disbelief
At the things that my fellow man has done
I look to the East and I see the rising sun
And I know our day has just begun.
They say black river will last forever
It will just cost more to take a drink
They say there will always be a black river
What else could anyone think?
Tags : weaseldog |
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Affichage : 2029
Durée : 300 s |
| Under Starry Skies |
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This song I wrote a week after Stars in the
Sky. I drew a similar name out of the hat. I
had already done an over the top, sugar
coated love song, so I thought with this one
I should go in a different direction.
Under Starry Skies
Words and music by
Jack Dingler
She remembers country roads and barefoot
walks and horny toads
and the way her father used to smile so free
she tells me her mama's cooking
and will I stay, she's sure there'll be
enough for me.
I sit with her and spend my time as she talks
about the summertime
And the Smith boys that live just up the road
She says she has a secret
Don't tell a soul, but she's sweet on Billy
Joad
And she smi-iles, under starry skies
In a world that only she can see
And though she's biding time in a nursing
home
She only sees life the way it used to be
In a moment of semi-clarity she says, "My
family has forgotten me"
"And they've left me in this awful place to
die."
I remind her I'm her grandson
She says she knows, in a tone that twists me
up inside.
Then it's time for me to go, as she's
sleeping there I close the door
And I make my way to the world that's just
outside
Her love lies heavy on my heart
I know that soon I'll see her nevermore.
Tags : Alzheimer's finger picking old folks retirement homes nursing |
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Affichage : 170
Durée : 165 s |
| SHAVE MY WEASEL! |
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BUNZnCATZ! SHAVE MY WEASEL!
This is the "music" we made for the credit
roll on "(cool) shite TV" (as seen here
http://youtube.com/watch?v=V58xa6_vJv0 )We
think it's too funny not to share on it's
own, so I put this together.
Mr Moyle even has it as his ringtone now :D
EDIT; NOW AVAILABLE as a free (as in beer)
Ringtones and message tones
http://www.coolshite.net/competitions-games/d
ownloadable-goodies/
Tags : BUNZnCATZ SHAVE MY WEASEL |
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Affichage : 106601
Durée : 41 s |
| Da Weasel - Dialectos da Ternura |
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www.daweaselonline.com
www.da-weasel.com
Dialectos da Ternura
'Yoo
Ela diz que me adora quando a noite vai a
meio
Eu sinto-me melhor pessoa
Menos fraco, feio
Passa o dedo na rasta, com a mão bem suave
Encosta o lábio no ouvido e diz-me 'Queres
que a
lave?'
Vamos
para o chuveiro, ela flui e com a água,
Lava-me a cabeça, a alma e qualquer resto de
mágoa
Diz como é o amor e dá um certo calor na
barriga
E consegue, quero sempre, sempre
Aquele nigga que lhe mete a rir rir
Quando eu lhe faço vir
Da terra até à lua mano, é sempre a subir
e somos grandes, gigantes com dez metros de
altura
Falamos vinte línguas
Dialectos da Ternura,
Tipo...
[Refrão:]
Uh, uh!
Yeah, yeah!
Faz, faz!
dada (2x)
Água morna em pele quente, cor aberta não
perfura
Minha alma já 'tá nua, faço-lhe uma jura,
Jura para sempre teu,
Depois da noite volvida
Um segundo ao teu lado já preenche uma vida
O conceito de tempo não entra
Na sensação
Aquilo que vivemos esta gravado no coração
Segura
Na minha mão e continua a canção
É a melhor que já ouvi, reinventas-te a
paixão
E ela diz que me adora quando o dia vai a
meio
O copo passa de meio vazio para meio cheio
A palavra ganha vida e fala à minha frente
Sigo calmo atrás dela, deixo crescer a
semente
E Diz-me
[Refrão:]
Uh, uh!
Yeah, yeah!
Faz, faz!
dada (4x)
Yeah Yeah
Em cada beijo, há uma frase, em cada frase
há um verso
Em cada verso há um lado do lado inverso
Uma história que ensombra a memoria
Da leveza irrisória de uma conquista
notória
Faço V de vitória, porque hoje eu sou rei
Ao lado da rainha com que sempre sempre
sonhei
Foi por isto que esperei em cada noite que
amei
Ou pensei que amei, porque é agora que eu
sei
A razão da palavra consagrada
Que tanta gente dá á toa, em troca de quase
nada
Ela não 'ta espantada, pelo contrário
relaxada
Revê-se na expressão da expressão
enamorada
E diz-me...
[Refrão:]
Uh, uh!
Yeah, yeah!
Faz, faz!
dada (4x)'
Tags : Da Weasel Dialectos da Ternura |
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Affichage : 743087
Durée : 244 s |
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