vs. RAYS, 9/19

[weams]

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are

You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are

And when your hand is on your heart

You're nearly a good laugh

Almost a joker

With your head down in the pig bin

Saying "keep on digging"

Pig stain on your fat chin

What do you hope to find?

When you're down in the pig mine

You're nearly a laugh

You're nearly a laugh

But you're really a cry.

Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are

You ****ed up old hag, ha ha, charade you are

You radiate cold shafts of broken glass

You're nearly a good laugh

Almost worth a quick grin

You like the feel of steel

You're hot stuff with a hat pin

And good fun with a hand gun

You're nearly a laugh

You're nearly a laugh

But you're really a cry.

Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are

You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are

You're trying to keep our feelings off the street

You're nearly a real treat

All tight lips and cold feet

And do you feel abused?

.....!.....!.....!.....!

You gotta stem the evil tide

And keep it all on the inside

Mary you're nearly a treat

Mary you're nearly a treat

But you're really a cry.

Roger.

[Going Underground]

Parra steps in the bucket too much on off speed stuff.

[scOtt]

High Hopes.

What do you want from me.

Frankie works.

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[scOtt]

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are

Roger.

Every two weeks I'm amazed that they pay me THIS MUCH for what I do. Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult.

[scOtt]

Was Gary a Marine? He's always doing the hoo-ahh.

[Chavez Ravine]

19th HBP for Guyer

[Going Underground]

I am a little bit confused.

Sometimes it feels to me, I am just being used.

[weams]

Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin

ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place

well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side

and I cried, cried, cried.

The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,

get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain

picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.

Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive

ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my

Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.

Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall

but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?

...and the wind cried Mary.

Who wrote that?

[Chavez Ravine]

Are the Astros going to make the playoffs? They get Sonny Gray tonight.

[Going Underground]

Adam not good.

[weams]

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby

Collecting clothes

Moonshine washing line

They suit him fine

On the wall hung a tall mirror

Distorted view, see through baby blue

Oh, Arnold Layne

It's not the same, takes two to know

Two to know, two to know

Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person

They gave him time

Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it

Oh, Arnold Layne

It's not the same, takes two to know

Two to know, two to know

Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Don't do it again

I like this one.

[Going Underground]

Are the Astros going to make the playoffs? They get Sonny Gray tonight.

Astros have lost five in a row. Twins have lost four in a row.No one wants it.

[scOtt]

Who wrote that?

Jimi wrote part of it...

[scOtt]

Jimi wrote part of it...

Different Jimmy...

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[mrbig1]

Brooks would have had that.