lemming Lyrics


#1

She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night

Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard he was lost

She ran calling Wildfire [x3]
By the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There’s been a hoot-owl howling by my window now
For six nights in a row
She’s coming for me, I know
And on Wildfire we’re both gonna go

We’ll be riding Wildfire [x3]

On Wildfire we’re gonna ride
Gonna leave sodbustin’ behind
Get these hard times right on out of our minds
Riding Wildfire


#2

Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on

Give me a kiss before you leave me
And my imagination will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on

When Im alone with my fancies…Ill be with you
Weaving romances…making believe theyre true

Give me your lips for just a moment
And my imagination will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on

(instrumental break)

When Im alone with my fancies…Ill be with you
Weaving romances…making believe theyre true

Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Ah sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on


#3

Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About NOTHING and EVERYTHING all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
SHE says it’s lack of sex that’s bringing me down
I went to a whore
HE said my life’s a bore
So quit my whining cause it’s bringing HER down

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Uh,yuh,yuh,ya

Grasping to CONTROL
So I BETTER hold on

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED


#4

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa
Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc,
Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Te sun, sa-ti spun, ce simt a*****,
Alo, iubirea mea, sunt eu, fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt iarasi eu, Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

x4

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.


#5

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle
Don’t grumble, give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best…

And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life... 

If life seems jolly rotten
There’s something you’ve forgotten
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps
Don’t be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle - that’s the thing.

And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life... 

For life is quite absurd
And death’s the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it’s your last chance anyhow.

So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath 

Life’s a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true.
You’ll see it’s all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the right side of life...
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(I mean - what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life...

#6

Hi DM! Find those turkey photos yet?


#7

not yet. Haven’t asked mom yet.


#8

What are you cooking for Christmas?


#9

A couple of side dishes - wild mushrooms and sour cream, and ceaser salad - and I might add manhatten style clam chowder - the other 14 dishes will be done by my mom and dad for the usual seafood x-mas eve.


#10

Seafood christmas eve…are you Italian?


#11

Full blooded Lithuanian - first generation american.


#12

That’s where the kugelis comes from, right?


#13

As long as you’re here, what kind of an alcoholic drink would you serve at a Christmas brunch? Not mimosas.


#14

Oh, it is you! Do you know anyone in Queens? I’m figuring there aren’t that many Lithuanians.
Just wondering if you knew Astra, she was first generation too.

Italians do the seafood on Christmas Eve.


#15

definitely wassail,

2 quarts orange juice
2 quarts apple juice
1 quart cranberry juice cocktail
1 can frozen lemonade concentrate, thawed and undiluted
1 stick cinnamon
1 tablespoon whole cloves piercing the slices of an orange

bring honey and allspice to flavor if you want.

I use a crock pot on low for about 4 hours that gives it time to get the orange and spice fully developed - add a dash of rum or madeira before serving.


#16

There’s lots of lugans in Illinois - many emigrated to Marquette Park and lemont and spread.

And no - I don’t know many in Quuens - other than BGA, and He’ll be eliminated soon.


#17

Glad Astra’s family didn’t realize where all the other Lithuanians went. Not many near us. They were the only ones.


#18

//rings bell
winner!

Now I have to plan a brunch…


#19

A dash? With all that liquid? How much is a dash?


#20

That sounds really good. Thanks.

What kind of glasses? Cups? I don’t have any flagons.