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Liz Phair - Hot White Cum


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Todd Snider singing Just Like Old Times (live, solo)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltkq8B6lJCs

There's a Coke machine glowin' through the parking lot
Call it a room with a view
This was the best night of pool that I ever shot
I made a lot of money too
I was looking for some company
In the weekly Scene
Seen an ad it just had to be you
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
And I never did figure out where you ran off to
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
But lately I been doin' all right
I won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
Hustled half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine if you want some
It's the best that I could find [alternate lyric: I've also got a bottle of wine]
Hey we could just sit here and talk all night
If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind

Like old times
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine [alternate lyric: Just like the old times]
Living out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream

You know I ain't expecting anybody but you
I don't know who this could be at the door
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
And I bet that you've been to this hotel before
Put the "you-know-what" - In the bathroom but
Don't flush it down just yet
Put your pager in my suitcase
I'll get the window
You light a cigarette
It'll be like...

Old times
Just like the old times
Living out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream

No sir officer you don't understand
We're just two old friends drinkin' wine
I'm sure she is but that's not all she is
She's also an old friend of mine
I got her high school picture right here in my wallet - 1982
No sir officer no offense taken
You have a good night, too

Good thing we didn't throw this away, baby
Turn up that radio
I'm pretty sure that cop knew what we were up to
I guess he just decided to let us go
Don't make such a thing about that picture
That was just something I kept
Don't get all sentimental on me now, girl
You haven't even told me what your new name is yet

Old times
Just like the old times
Living out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream
 
I don't know where to find it but Joanie Mitchell's "Raised on Robbery" is both the qunitessential Canadian song and it is about the Hobby.
 
"Out of the Blue (Into the Fire)" by The The:

I'm a man without a soul...Honey, yeah
I lost it while parading it, in a town full of thieves
Y'see I didn't wanna be with any people I know.
But god knows, I didn't wanna be alone
I thought if I acted like someone else
I'd feel more comfortable with myself
So I showered down, left my little room
Jumped in my car for protection from hostility
Well it ain't easy to be bold in an unknown city
Yeah I was feeling strong mouthed and weak willed
When I ran into the cure for my ills

Don't tell me what your name is
I want your body, not your mind,
I want a feeling, worth paying for before I say goodbye
But as I was talking, I couldn't look her in the eyes,
I just kept wondering,
How many men unleashed their frustration between her thighs?

There'll be no sleep 'til the morning
There'll be no lullabyes
'cause the devil borrowed my clothes just for tonight

Well my adrenalin, was curdling like cream,
as I was being led by the hand.
Through the sound of sirens
And the distant noise of some drunken jazz band,
Through the stench of disinfectant--
that "INFECTED" my head,
through the darkness of a corridor
and into a stranger's bed.

Well I didn't wanna hurt your feelings, honey
But I couldn't suppress my own,
I had to pull myself outta this nosedive
by proving something to myself.

She was lying on her back
with her lips parted.
Squealing like a stuffed pig
I was going through the motions
faking the emotions,
and wriggling around like a lizard in a tin.

Trying so hard to cleanse myself,
I was turning into somebody else.
I was trying so hard to please myself,
I was turning into somebody else.
I was trying so hard to be myself
I was turning into somebody else.
I was trying so hard to be myself
I was turning into somebody else.
I was trying so hard to be myself
I was turning into somebody else.

Come my love with your desire
Out of the blue...and into the fire!!
 
The Streets of Baltimore.

He didn't write it but Gram Parsons' is the only version I know.
 
The Sensational Alex Harvey Band - Next

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vaLi9W6HRc

Naked as sin
an army towel, covering my belly
Some of us weep, some of us howl
Knees turn to jelly
But Next! Next!
I was just a child
A hundred like me
I followed a naked body
a naked body followed me
Next! Next!
I was just a child when my innocence was lost
in a mobile army whorehouse
a gift of the army, free of cost
Next! Next! Next!
Me, I really would have liked a little bit of tenderness
Maybe a word, maybe a smile, maybe some happiness
But Next! Next!
Oh it was not so tragic
and heaven did not fall
But how much at that time
I hated being there at all
Next! Next!
I still recall the brothel trucks, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant slapped our arses
thinking we were fags
Next! Next! Next!

I swear on the wet head
of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice that I forever fear
Next! Next!
A voice that stinks of whiskey
of corpses and of mud
The voice of nations
the thick voice of blood
Next! Next!
Since then each woman I have taken into bed
they seem to lie in my arms
and they whisper in my head
Next! Next!

All the naked and the dead
could hold each other's hands
as they watch me dream at night
in a dream that nobody understands
and though I am not dreaming in a voice
grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines of the following and the followed
Next! Next!

One day I'll cut my legs off
I'll burn myself alive
I'll do anything to get out of life to survive
not ever to be next
Next! Next!
not ever
to be next, not ever...................


Not really about the hobby, but there is always Caught Me One Handed
 
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