Waitin' on Joe

We're supposed to start work down on the river today.
And for Joe and me, it's some pretty good pay.
Now, I was countin' on him
To be at the dock by ten.
A week's pay says he's still at home,

'Cause the boy's in his own time zone
I'm a waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he is slower than a

I told him over and over: "Now don't you be late."
Ah, but like always,
I'm just sittin' on go,
And waitin' on Joe.
Yeah.
Towboat's a leavin' 'cause it don't care.
What's not on board and who's not there.
Once that whistle blows,
Down the mighty river it rolls.
Man if I could be more like that,
I'd get on with my life and never look back.
Instead of waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he is slower than a

I told him over and over: "Now don't you be late."
Ah, but like always,
I'm just sittin' on go,
And waitin' on Joe.

Waitin' on Joe.
And he's in a hurry,
'Cause he's runnin' behind.
Now I'm not one to worry,
But I've got a real bad feeling this time.
Oh, oh, oh, whoa.
'Cause sirens are crying all through this town.
And one old boy said Joe never slowed down.
It was that 12 O'clock train,
So he didn't feel a thing,
Lord, . I believe that my brother's all right,
Still I'm prayin' he'll just give me a sign.
Yeah, I'm a waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he is slower than a.

I told him over and over: "Now don't you be late."
Ah, but like always,
I'm just sittin' on go,
And waitin' on Joe.
Waitin' on Joe.

Duma

I hear the rhythm, there's movement with a beat
Vibrations in the air, voices in the street
With every echo that screams from the wall
No time to hesitate, jump before you fall

Chorus:
Through the windows of time
Beyond the mountains to a dream
Knowing that it's real

Can't help what you feel
It rips through your head

Like the beating of a drum
Marching off to war
Into the setting sun

DUMA, DUMA, DUMA

Now cannons roar thunderbolts that fill the sky
The flashing lights come blinding to my eyes
A symphony of beats comes crashing to my brain
The sound of marching drums will drive you insane

Can you remember the beating of a drum?
Marching through the fields into the setting sun
The cry of soldiers falling to the ground
The sound of cannons exploding all around

Guinness

Some makers of Irish stout. I’m drunk as fuck right now on their beer. But, it’s tasty. It tastes like beer. I’m drunk enough. It’s almost like chocolate or coffee in terms taste, but it’s still a good flavor to not distract you enough from getting drunk.

Guinness was established in like, 1759 or something like that. But you gotta try it cause it’s so good. I’m drunk from it and I can feel my Celtic ancestry in it. It makes me high and happy. Guinness is good for you.

Flesh For Fantasy

There's a change in pace
Of my fantasy today
Do you like good music?
Yes, I wanna dance
Oh, yeah
Hanging out for a body shot at night
Ain't it strange what they do to feel all right?
Oh, yeah
So, if you should call, I am experienced
Whoa-whoa, yeah, aw!
Face to face and back to back
You see and feel my sex attack
Wanna sing it, yeah
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We cry

Flesh, flesh for fantasy
It's after midnight
I should be feeling alright
Oh, yeah
Turn out the light, babe
I need someone else tonight, yeah
Neighbour to neighbour, door to door, aw
Oh-oh, yeah, aw
Face to face and back to back
You see and feel my sex attack
Wanna sing it, yeah
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Yeah-yeah-yeah, we cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Father loved his son
Mother, daughter, too
That's the old, old story
Cries the new world too
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Yeah-yeah-yeah, we cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Do you like good music?
Do you wanna dance?
Oh, yeah
Turn out the light, babe
And be someone else tonight, oh yeah
Neighbour to neighbour, door to door
I did my crime, enjoyed my time
Never been having before
Never been nothing before
Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh
Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh
Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh

Macanudo

Some latin cigar makers. I would like to try them. They have a Mint and Chocolate smoke flavor.

Sounds pretty neat. Although I hope and pray I don’t get cancer later in life.

I also enjoy a Russian white vodka mix.

Macanudo makes great cigars

If You Leave

If you leave, don't leave now
Please don't take my heart away
Promise me just one more night
Then we'll go our separate ways
We've always had time on our sides
Now it's fading fast
Every second, every moment
We've got to, we've gotta make it last
I touch you once, I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I need you then
You always said we'd still be friends someday

If you leave
I won't cry
I won't waste one single day
But if you leave, don't look back
I'll be running the other way
Seven years went under the bridge
Like time was standing still
Heaven knows what happens now
You've got to, you've gotta say you will
I touch you once, I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I need you then
You always said we'd meet again
I touch you once, I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I need you then
You always said we'd still be friends
I touch you once, I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I need you then
You always said we'd meet again someday
If you leave
Oh, if you leave
Oh, if you leave
Don't look back
Don't look back

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the Polish people seem pretty worried

UD Jews, I’m talking to you guys.

I noticed a lot of them tend to be paranoid. They seem worried to me.

A lot of them have tried to elude me and seem to be doing everything they can to be cautious.

A lot of them are acting proud, but I think it’s just an act. To me, they seem paranoid and insecure. And I think they know something is up, but they don’t talk about this or tell anyone.

the Polish people seem pretty worried

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