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Robert Onion

Robert, lead me into thought
Onion layers wait for you
Bounty of eternal fields
Every muscle knot I feel
Robert, tell me what to do
Tell exactly what you're not, yeah
 
Tails pushing grand whales
Heads hope to have the stuff
Each flag had no sail
Can you believe enough?
 
And though Diana calls to you
She will never, never yield
Every siren has her spot, yeah
 
Four hundred million
Oh, that is very far
Robert, sweet onion
Makes me feel so tired
Another layer and layers and layers
 
Oh, no, Robert, can you find your way?
Show me the way to come
Zugzwang got me in a way
Under my opposing thumb
 
Brandishing my shield
Robert leads me into thought
Into the dimming blue, blue
 
Nowhere in this world
For this old jack-tar
Three cheers for Robert
To the cinnabar
One ponders layers and layers and layers
And layers and layers and layers and layers
And layers and layers and layers and layers
And layers, Robert
 
Robert
 
Robert
 

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Puff (The Magic Dragon)

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
Little Jackie Paper
Loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and scaling wax
And other fancy stuff
 
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
 
Together they would travel
On a boat with billowed sail
And Jackie kept a lookout perched
On Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes
Would bow whene'er they came
And pirate ships would low'r their flags
When Puff roared out his name
 
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
 
A dragon lives forever
But not so little boys
Painted wings and giant's rings
Make way for other toys
One grey night it happened
Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff, that mighty dragon
He ceased his fearless roar
 
His head was bent in sorrow
Green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play
Along the cherry lane
Without his life-long friend
Puff could not be brave
So Puff, that mighty dragon
Sadly slipped into his cave
 
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee
 

Let's Go Forward

Let's go forward with our love
I don't ask for your money
I don't ask for your honey
All I want is love
 
Let's go forward with our love
I don't ask for your wallet
Let's finish what we started
All I need is love
 
And in your private moments
When all the world is sleep
I watch you as you toss and turn
And pray my soul you'll keep
I sense you are afraid
That I'm not holding fast
But you are just nervous
And I'm certain that this too will pass
 
Let's go forward with our love
I don't ask for your money
I don't ask for your honey
All I want is love
 
Our dedication wanders
You're hurt from what you hear
But then the rain falls down
And wipes away your tears
The stars are everlasting
But even they shift from time to time
If we just slow down
Catch our breath
We'll be fine
 
Let's go forward with our love
I don't ask for your wallet
Let's finish what we started
All I need is love
 
Silver turns to black
And gold turns into green
Giving my love back
Would tear away our seed
Like real silver and gold
We can keep our vows
Your hand I will hold
Until the killing ground
Let's go forward with our love
 

When I was a lad

Sir Joseph.
When I was a lad I served a term
As office boy to an Attorney's firm.
I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor,
And I polished up the handle of the big front door.

Chorus.
He polished up the handle of the big front door.

Sir Joseph.
I polished up that handle so carefullee
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
He polished up that handle so carefullee,
That now he is the ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
As office boy I made such a mark
That they gave me the post of a junior clerk.
I served the writs with a smile so bland,
And I copied all the letters in a big round hand.

Chorus.
He copied all the letters in a big round hand.

Sir Joseph.
I copied all the letters in a hand so free,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
He copied all the letters in a hand so free,
That now he is the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
In serving writs I made such a name
That an articled clerk I soon became;
I wore clean collars and a brand-new suit
For the pass examination at the Institute.

Chorus.
For the pass examination at the Institute.

Sir Joseph.
That pass examination did so well for me,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
That pass examination did so well for he,
That now he is the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
Of legal knowledge I acquired such a grip
That they took me into the partnership.
And that junior partnership, I ween,
Was the only ship that I ever had seen.

Chorus.
Was the only ship that he ever had seen.

Sir Joseph.
But that kind of ship so suited me,
That now I am the ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
But that kind of ship so suited he,
That now he is the ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
I grew so rich that I was sent
By a pocket borough into Parliament.
I always voted at my party's call,
And I never thought of thinking for myself at all.

Chorus.
He never thought of thinking for himself at all.

Sir Joseph.
I thought so little, they rewarded me
By making me the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
He thought so little, they rewarded he
By making him the Ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
If your soul isn't fettered to an office stool,
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule.

Chorus.
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule.

Sir Joseph.
Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be rulers of the Queen's Navee!

Chorus.
Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be rulers of the Queen's Navee!

Se ridică în aer

Refren (Super Ed) :
Se ridică mult fum, // Fum de iarbă, taifun...
Se ridică pahare sus de tot, // Terapie de şoc...
Vocile în sincron, // Sună a stadion...
Se ridică în aer mare cor... // '**e muiştilor!... '
 
Strofa I (Caddillac) :
O zic din start... M**e cu jet! // Mă doare-n p***, 'n seara asta-mi dau reset...
Beau şi din sticla, şi din pahar, // Mă-mbat rapid pe whisky insular...
Ca un dragon, scot flăcări iar, // În stil barbar fac un party legendar...
Mult prea mişto, pe iarba toţi // Şi peste tot sar p***e din chiloţi...
E anarhie, fractură, gaură-n sistem, // E m**e pentru muişti... Ducă-s-ar în Spam!...
E nebunia-aia mare, fără filtru, fără control, // Mâine golanii la stiri la televizor...
Tot cu tovarăşii mei... // Cinci mii de sticle cu ei...
La propriu şi la figurat // Suntem în picioare... Beţie mare!
 
Refren (Super Ed) :
Se ridică mult fum, // Fum de iarbă, taifun...
Se ridică pahare sus de tot, // Terapie de şoc...
Vocile în sincron, // Sună a stadion...
Se ridică în aer mare cor... // '**e muiştilor!... '
 
Strofa II (Uzzi) :
Mâinile sus!... Mâinile sus!... // Mâinile sus, ca să poată să ne vadă de la polu' opus!...
Le dăm tradus, degetu' sus // Să-i deranjeze iar pe toţi... Dă-i în s*****!...
Şi n-au idei, îi seacă trei // Ce f*t chiar tot, tot, tot ce apare între scop şi ei...
Tu fă ce vrei, da' fă şi lei... // Şi ei separă bagabonţii de băieţei...
Îi las să vadă fix acum cum mă-mbăt iar, // De bucurie beau cu fraţii lânga mine, sar...
Că toate merg aşa cum vrem şi avem ani // De când o facem bine, acum să număram bani!...
Cine-i ca mine ştie, ridică paharu' sus // Şi toarnă, toarnă, toarnă, toarnă de ajuns,
Să cadă, cadă, cadă, cadă iar din iarbă scrumu', // Să urle viaţa, că traiesc cum n-a
trăit niciunu'!...
 
Refren (Super Ed) :
Se ridică mult fum, // Fum de iarbă, taifun...
Se ridică pahare sus de tot, // Terapie de şoc...
Vocile în sincron, // Sună a stadion...
Se ridică în aer mare cor... // '**e muiştilor!...