Gr8 Lyrics of Distinction

Do you get a little anxious when a man is in the room?
Projecting phallic symbols like they landed on the moon
Well, I don't think there's any chance we'll understand each other soon...
Guys are gross!

The attitude will change with the direction of the blood
And it won't help with intervention - or a lesson from above!
Well, they will try to win affection with confessions of their love
Guys are gross!

They may over step their bounds
When no one's left around
When down is up and up is down

We sent them to wars, and hunting
Now we send them to stores for something

Oh darling, please, I know I'm just a snarling beast
And perhaps we've all grown obsolete

They swear, they spit, they smell like backside torpedo
To be eloquent, guys are gross!

So treat them well, cuz they need your help
They can barely feed themselves
Guys are gross!

Wake up at six and get my daughter to school
I get home quick because there's laundry to do
I'd dress up like a princess if she wanted me to
But all that sick backside torpedo you heard is probably true
Is this the dying gasp of a creature who's time has past
...Just lie back, try and relax

Oh darling, please, you know I'm just a snarling beast
And perhaps we've all grown obsolete

They curse, they hit, they smell like backside torpedo
To put it delicate, guys are gross
So treat them well, cuz they can reach high shelves
But they can barely feed themselves
Guys are gross!

I know this girl she's not too bright
But she's educated in bed all right
She's made seduction a work of art
A PhD with her legs apart

She's got dreamy eyes, Lolita lips
She's got undulating, grundulating, grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heel
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backward in coming forward
She's got this crazy life

And so this girl I've heard it said
Can spend up to twenty four hours in bed
She gets her suiters to wait in line
And she's worn them out by half past nine

She's got dreamy eyes, Lolita lips
She's got undulating, grundulating, grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heel
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backward in coming forward
She's got this crazy life

She's got dreamy eyes, Lolita lips
She's got undulating, grundulating, grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heel
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through

Racy Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backward in coming forward
She's got this crazy life

Emotional cowboy
With no hat and no boots
He stayed up all night
Trying to beat up the moon

My old man, said be a City fan
I said snuggle rumpus off, cheeky sprouts, you're a nookie tub

I remember the 35 sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine up to Annandale

I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snow flakes sail.

Out on the vast and subtle plains of mystery
A split tongued spirit talks
Noble as a nickel chief
Striking up an old juke box

And he says:
"Snakes along the railroad tracks."
He says, "Eagles in jet trails
He says, "Coils around feathers and talons on scales...
Gravel under the belly plates..."
He says, "Wind in the Wings..."
He says, "Big bird dragging its tail in the dust...
Snake kite flying on a string."

I come from open prairie
Given some wisdom and a lot of jive
Last night the ghosts of my old ideals
Reran on channel five

And it howled so spooky for its eagle soul
I nearly broke down and cried
But the split tongued spirit just laughed at me
He said, "Your serpent cannot be denied."

Our serpents love the whiskey bars
They love the romance of the crime
But didn't I see a neon sign
Fester on your hotel blind
And a country road come off the wall
And swoop down on the crowd at the bar
And put me at the top of your danger list
Just for being so much like you are.

You're a coward against the altitude-
You're a coward against the flesh-
Coward caught between yes and no
Reckless on the line this time for yes, yes, yes!
Reckless brazen in the play
Of your changing traffic lights
Coward slinking down the hall
To another restless night

As we centre behind the eight ball
And as we rock between the sheets
As we siphon the coloured language
Off the farms and the streets

Here in Good-Old-God-Save-America
The home of the brave and the free
We are all hopelessly oppressed cowards
Of some duality
Of restless multiplicity
(Oh say can you see)

Restless for streets and honky-tonks
Restless for home and routine
Restless for country safety and her
Restless for the likes of reckless me
Restlessness sweeps like fire and rain
Over virgin wilderness
It prowls like hookers and thieves
Through bolt locked tenements
Behind my bolt locked door
The eagle and the serpent are at war in me
The serpent fighting for blind desire
The eagle for clarity
What strange prizes these battles bring
These hectic joys - these weary blues
Puffed up and strutting when I think I win
Down and shaken when I think I lose.

There are rivets up here in this eagle
There are box cars down there on your snake
And we are twins of spirit
No matter which route home we take
Or what we forsake
We're going to come up to the eyes of clarity
And we'll go down to the beads of guile
There is danger and education
In living out such a reckless life style
I touched you on the central plains
It was plane to train my twin
It was just plane shadow to train shadow
But it felt like skin to skin
The spirit talks in spectrums
He talks mother earth to father sky
Self indulgence to self denial
Man to woman
Scales to feathers
You and I
Eagles in the sky
You and I
Snakes in the grass
You and I
Crawl and fly
You and I
O-ho, you and I, you and I, you and I
By the dawn’s early light
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
Oh, you and I!

I was always right
About the morning

Okay, I'm an old shoe
Danced above the blades
Never stopped crawling
Over the black dunes


Okay, I'm an old shoe...

WTF?

What is this?

I have no idea what song this is and no idea why I posted it or why I was so emotional about it.

The lyrics don't even be seem to be that good.

In fact they're snuggle rumpusing backside torpedo.

Nightjar wrote:I'm getting all quivery lipped here...

It happened tonight, I had to do it or die
It happened tonight, I finally learned how to fly

And so diving and soaring and swirling, I fly like the wind
How did I do it? I wouldn't even know where to begin
I was playing a solo on my electric guitar
And the next thing I know, I'm sailing around through the air

It just happened tonight, I had to do it or die
It happened tonight, I finally learned how to fly

I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying! What more can I say?
It's a thrill beyond words, it completely captures the day
And so now I'll go flying as well as go dancing all night
I feel like a feather, I feel like a small beam of light

It just happened tonight, I had to do it or die
It happened tonight, I finally learned how to fly

I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying!
I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm flying!

There're also no internet returns on any or all of the lyrics.

Was it a drunken joke I was trying to play on everyone that's eventually been played on me?

What the fl*p is going on!?