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Frank Zappa - Muffin Man

The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the utility

muffin research kitchen.

Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon,

he gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants.

Brushing his scapular aside, he proceeds to dump these inside

of his shirt.

He turns to us and speaks, "Some people like cupcakes better, I for one

care less for them."

Arrogently twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully-charged icing

annointment utencil, he puts forth a quarter ounce green rossette near

the summit of a dense but radiant muffin of his own design.

Later he says, "Some people, like cupcakes exclusively while myself I

say there is naught, nor ought there be nothing so exhalted on the face of

god's gray earth, as that prince of foods, the muffin.

Girl you thought he was a man but he was a muffin

He hung around till you found that he didn’t know nuthin'

Girl you thought he was a man but he only was a-puffin’

No cries is heard in the night as a result of him stuffin’

LSD-trip, någon?

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Zappa tider. ;)

Frank zappa - Be in my video.

Be in my video,

Darling, every night

I will rent a cage for you

And mi-j-i-nits dressed in white

(teeny-little-tiny-little...)

Twirl around in a lap dissolve

Pretend to sing the words

I'll rent a gleaming limousine;

Release a flock of ber-herna-herna-herna

Herna-her-nerds

Wear a leather collar

And a dagger in your ear

I will make you smell the glove

And try to look sincere, then we'll

Dance the blues

Let's dance the blues

Let's dance the blues

Under the megawatt moonlight

Pretend to be chinese,

(one-hung-low)

I'll make you wear red shoes

There's a cheesy atom bomb explosion

All the big groups use

Atomic light will shine

Through an old venetian blind

Making patterns on your face,

Then it cuts to outer space

With its billions & billions &

Billions & billions and

Be in my video

Darling, every night

Everyone in cable-land

Will say you're 'outa-site'

You can show your legs

While you're getting in the car, then

I will look repulsive

While i mangle my guitar

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Tee-nu-nee----moo-ahhhh

Tee-nu-nee----moo-wah-wah-wah-ooo

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Zappa tider. :P

Frank zappa - Be in my video.

Be in my video,

Darling, every night

I will rent a cage for you

And mi-j-i-nits dressed in white

(teeny-little-tiny-little...)

Twirl around in a lap dissolve

Pretend to sing the words

I'll rent a gleaming limousine;

Release a flock of ber-herna-herna-herna

Herna-her-nerds

Wear a leather collar

And a dagger in your ear

I will make you smell the glove

And try to look sincere, then we'll

Dance the blues

Let's dance the blues

Let's dance the blues

Under the megawatt moonlight

Pretend to be chinese,

(one-hung-low)

I'll make you wear red shoes

There's a cheesy atom bomb explosion

All the big groups use

Atomic light will shine

Through an old venetian blind

Making patterns on your face,

Then it cuts to outer space

With its billions & billions &

Billions & billions and

Be in my video

Darling, every night

Everyone in cable-land

Will say you're 'outa-site'

You can show your legs

While you're getting in the car, then

I will look repulsive

While i mangle my guitar

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon

Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,

Moo-ahhhh

Tee-nu-nee----moo-ahhhh

Tee-nu-nee----moo-wah-wah-wah-ooo

;):P

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Detta börjar bli lite smått läskigt, actually. Erhm.

Någon som är sugen på att starta en anti-Zappa-klubb, eller nått?

Äh, jag klarar inte av att vara taskig mot den karln: han har ju så fin röst då han pratar (likt en amerikansk G.I-Joe-docka, eller nått)...

Ni är godkända, Zappa-lovers!

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Artist: Dr. Dre ft. Snoop Dogg

Album: Chronic 2001

Låt: Still D.R.E.

Kommentar: Pumpade för någon dag sen, började lyssna idag, fastnade direkt ^^, tack Yo, MTV Raps ^^,

[snoop]

Yeah nigga, I'm still fuckin with ya

Still waters run deep

Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 Nigga (Guess who's back)

Still, still doing that shit, Andre?

[Dr. Dre]

Oh for sho', check me out

It's still Dre Day nigga, A.K. nigga

Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot

Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock

You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block

Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off

How nigga? My last album was "The Chronic" (nigga)

They want to know if he still got it

They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it

[snoop - singing]

If you ain't up on thangs

[Dr. Dre]

Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game

Still, puffing my leafs, still fuck with the beats

Still not loving police (Uh huh)

Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (fo sho)

Still got love for the streets, repping 213 (fo life)

Still the beats bang, still doing my thang

Since I left, ain't too much changed, still

Chorus:

[snoop Dogg]

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world

(Still) Hitting them corners on the low-low's girl

[Dr. Dre]

Still taking my time to perfect the beat

And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E (Repeat 2x)

Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends

Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dipping again

Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem

He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week

Still, I stay close to the heat

And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet

My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat

Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke til I sleep

Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat

I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat

It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth

It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru

I'm still at it, After-mathematics

In the home of drivebys and ak-matics

Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic

I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E

Chorus

It ain't nothing but more hot shit

Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with

Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch

Laid back in the shack, play this track

I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world

Still (Hitting them corners on the low-low's girl)

I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap

Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back

[snoop - singing]

So if you ain't up on thangs

[Dr. Dre]

Dr. Dre be the name still running the game

Still, got it wrapped like a mummy

Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money

Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood

Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard

Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars

Still gon' get mine regardless

Chorus 3X

[snoop]

Right back up in ya motherfucking ass

'95 plus four pennies!

Add that shit up, D-R-E right back up on top of thangs

Smoke some with your dog

No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!

Some of that real sticky icky icky

Oooh wee! Put it in the air

Oh you's a fool D.R

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Band: The White Stripes

Låt: Hotel Yorba

Platta: White Blood Cells

Kommentar: Stripes blues och country klassiker som skulle kunna få en Stones låt att köra ner i diket. Låten svänger rakt in i mitt hjärta och har stannat där och kommer nog stanna där lika länge som Hotel Yorba står på våran jord. Kling-kling, detta är en riktig klassiker med en bra video och härligt sound. Rock n' roll.

Text:

I was watching

With one eye on the other side

I had fifteen people telling me to move

I got moving on my mind

I found shelter

In some thoughts turning wheels around

I said thirty-nine times that I love you

To the beauty I had found

Well, it's one, two, three, four

Take the elevator

At the Hotel Yorba

I'll be glad to see you later

All they got inside is vacancy

I've been thinking

Of a little place down by the lake

They got a dirty old road leading up to the house

I wonder how long it will take, 'til we're alone

Sitting on the front porch of that home

Stomping our feet on the wooden boards

Never gotta worry about lockin' the door

Well, it's one, two, three, four

Take the elevator

At the Hotel Yorba

I'll be glad to see you later

All they got inside is vacancy

It might sound silly

For me to think childish thoughts like these

But I'm so tired of acting tough

And I'm gonna do what I please

Let's get married

In a big cathedral by a priest

'Cause if I'm the man that you love the most

You can say "I do" at least

Well, it's one, two, three, four

Take the elevator

At the Hotel Yorba

I'll be glad to see you later

All they got inside is vacancy

And it's four, five, six, seven

Grab your umbrella

Grab hold of me 'cause

I'm your favorite fella

All they got inside is vacancy

Här har ni adressen förövrigt till Hotel Yorba:

4020 Lafayette Blvd

Detroit, MI 48209

(313)554-2250

Hare!

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