Time To Die!

“Look over yonder what do you see
The sun is a-risin' most definitely
A new day is comin' people are changin'
Ain't it beautiful crystal blue persuasion

Better get ready gonna see the light
Love, love is the answer and that's all right
So don't you give up now so easy to find
Just look to your soul and open your mind

Crystal blue persuasion, mm-hmm
It's a new vibration
Crystal blue persuasion, crystal
Blue persuasion

Maybe tomorrow when He looks down
Every green field and every town
All of his children every nation
There'll be peace and good brotherhood

Crystal blue persuasion
Crystal blue persuasion.....”

“Raddy?
Are you bored, or what?”

“umm, no. move along folks.”

“You been hanging around Big Foot too long. LOL!”

“no, it's a song. mister yeti does poems.”

“Tommy James?”

“and?”

“The Shondells?”

“Who does it?”

“E Z duz it!”

“buddur iz da buddur-bomb!”

“What the heck is a "Shondell" anyways? According to Webster...there ain't one!”

“it's a small, fuzzy, lilac-colored fungus that grows on the lower trunks of fir trees.”

“Gonna be Morel season soon!”

“Muchas Gracias, Rad. That is my daughter's theme song. My wife wouldn't let me give her the middle names "Blue Persuasion",though. I still tell my daughter that is her real middle names.”

“cool, dunadan!

and i was joking about the fungus.”

“I don't want a pickle,
I just want to ride my motorcycle.

And I don't want a tickle,
I'd rather ride my motorcycle.

I don't want to die,
I just want to ride my motorcy

cle.”

“Arlo”

“btw - What Metallica tune has the phrase "Time To Die" in it?”

“"creeping death" has" DIE! by my hand! i creep across the land!" in it.

but i got the phrase from diablo 2.

"time to die!"”

“You out of town guys sure think you're real keen
Think all of us boys are homespun and green
But that's wrong my friend so get this through your head
We're tough and we're Texan with necks good and red

So it's 'ky-yi-yippie-yi-yi'
You long hairs are sure gonna die
Our American home was clean till you came
And kids still respected the president's name

And the eagle still flew in the sky
Hearts filled with national pride
Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
Goddammit, you're all gonna die

How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it's made for us workers who sweat spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues

Well I'm gonna quit talking and take action now
Run all of you fairies clean out of this town
Oh I'm dog tired of watching you mess up our lives
Spending the summertime naturally high”

“Pointed threats they bluff with scorn,
suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece, the hollow horn
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
that he not busy being born
is busy dying”

“Six men walking, one man dead
A sixteen penny nail embedded in his head.
Time to come out, nothing to fear
death always lurking forever near.
Dig a hole six feet down, six feet deep.
Dig a hole down for your body it keeps.
You can run but you can't hide
Death is at your door step, right by your side.”

“Now come on Wall Street
don't be slow,
this is war let's go go go,
there's plenty of money to be made,
supplying the boys with the tools of the trade.
So pick up your boots, pick up your gun,
we'll blow 'em all to kingdom come.
And it's one, two, three, four
What are we fightin' for,
don't ask me I don't give a damn,
next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven, eight,
open up the pearly gates,
well, there no time to wonder why,
woopie, we're all goin' to die!

--Country Joe's Fixin to Die Rag”

“Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of the whole ship's list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped down in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
Looking up at paradise
All souls bound just contrawise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

More was seen through a sternlight screen...
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings undoubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!”

“Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye”

“just let it fade to black man”

“Words as blood, each one drips
without thought from fingertips
and there`s none to stem the rage
as the blood flows on to the page
but this is the flow from the rut
yet another stab and each one cut
and to read in blood, what`s left to say
and have a life flow out in such a way
as if blood were words to tell you why
your life seeps away from you till you die”

“While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.”

“dust unto dust
to this all must
the tenant hath resign'd
the faded form
to waste and worm:
corruption claims her kind.

through paths unknown
thy soul hath flown
to seek the realms of woe
where fiery pain
shall purge the stain
of actions done below

-Ivanhoe- Sir Walther Scott (just finished the book - fantastic!)”

“Rudy's on the midway
And Jacob's in the hole
The monkey's on the ladder
The devil shovels coal
With crows as big as airplanes
The lion has three heads
And someone will eat the skin that he sheds
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
The earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
of you

Well hell doesn't want you
And heaven is full
Bring me some water
Put it in this skull
I walk between the raindrops
Wait in Bug House Square
And the army ants
They leave nothin' but the bones
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
of you

There was thunder
There was lightning
Then the stars went out
And the moon fell from the sky
It rained mackerel
It rained trout
And the great day of wrath has come
And here's mud in your big red eye
The poker's in the fire
And the locusts take the sky
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming
of you”

“What does it matter, a dream of love
Or a dream of lies
We're all gonna be in the same place
When we die
Your spirit don't leave knowing
Your face or your name
And the wind through your bones
Is all that remains
And we're all gonna be
We're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

The quill from a buzzard
The blood writes the word
I want to know am I the sky
Or a bird
'Cause hell is boiling over
And heaven is full
We're chained to the world
And we all gotta pull
And we're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

Now the killer was smiling
With nerves made of stone
He climbed the stairs
And the gallows groaned
And the people's hearts were pounding
They were throbbing, they were red
As he swung out ofver the crowd
I heard the hangman said
We're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground

Now Cain slew Abel
He killed him with a stone
The sky cracked open
And the thunder groaned
Along a river of flesh
Can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar
And the answer they'll give
Is we're all gonna be
Yea yeah
We're all gonna be just
Dirt in the ground”

“P.S. Same artist, same album on those two.”

“Give me an F!”

“When words fail it comes down to this on a battle field
with two strong forces and neither one willing to yield
and every thing to be ended with the thrust of a knife
not who is right or wrong, but who ever ends a life
and they are pitched in a battle, that neither one will win
one will lose his soul, the other a life as the knife goes in
and its always been this way and yet others will always wonder why
two men can face one another and know that it`s a good time to die”

“"keep a fire burning in your eye
pay attention to the open sky
you never know what will be coming down
perhaps a better world is drawning near
just as easily it could all disappear
along with whatever meaning you might have found
dont let the uncertainty turn you around
go on and make a joyful sound
into a dancer you have grown
from a seed somebody else has sown
go on ahead and sow some seed of your own
no matter how close to yours anothers steps have grown
in the end there is one dance you'll do alone"
jackson brown...for a dancer”

“heh..dunadan
"whoopie! we're all gonna die"”

“That was Tom Waits, by the way.”

“love is but a song we sing
and fear's the way we die
you can make the mountains ring
or make the angels cry
though the bird is on the wing
and you may not know why

c'mon people
now
smile on your brother
everybody get together
try to love one another
right now

some will come and some will go
and we shall surely pass
when the one that left us here
returns for us at last
we are but a moments sunlight
fading in the grass

c'mon people
now
smile on your brother
everybody get together
try to love one another
right now

if you hear the song I sing
you will understand
you hold the key to love and fear
in your trembling hand
just one key unlocks them both
it's there at your command

c'mon people
now
smile on your brother
everybody get together
try to love one another
right now

riiiight now!

riiiiiiiight now!”

“Do you ever have an original thought?”

“no. i never do, nor will i.

this weekend, i will join my childhood friends and we will celebrate the fact that we are all still alive, together, and friends.”

“Can you all still fit in the sandbox?”

“Not since Socks the cat got in there.”

“yes, but we will be floating down a river, in tubes and canoes, instead. we will also consume mass quantities of holy brew.

praise hops, barley and malt!”

“Reap what you will while there`s yet light in the sky
soon night will take you and it`ll be harder if you try
night comes on to give you rest from the day
so take this time you have and make some hay
you`ll never know the minute or the hour that you will die

you may wonder about things and ask yourself why
there`s those that seem to have it all, why don`t I
though it may not seem like it there`s a reason
a time for everything and for everything a season
and the second you come into the world, you start to die

there`s those that eat cake and them that eat pie
and there`s us that walk and then those that can fly
for as long as you live, you do your best because you must
no one has ever told you that the things in life were just
to everything there is a season and to each a time to die”

“No more tears now, hush, don`t you cry
there`ll be no more of that so don`t lie
you hurt me more than my words here can ever say
just one more twist of the knife as you went away
and now it`s our love`s time to die”

“hey brother rad......i am smiling on you
what water you all floating on this weekend? itchytucknee, juniper...santa fe?
we are switching locations man.....”

“Like a smoke ring day when the wind blows.”