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Lords of the Prance
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"You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet" -- B T O(ooooooo-baby)
I met a devil woman,
She took my pride away,
She said I had it comin' to me,
I must have wanted it that way.
I thought any book is good books, and
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, she looked at me with lying eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's something that you never gonna forget,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen your contract yet.
And now I'm feelin' worse,
'Cause I found out for sure.
She put on me a devil curse
And told me there's no cure.
Moeranda said I'd resonate
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, she looked at me with soulless eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's something that you never gonna get,
B-B-B-Baby, a contract with a company that's got a rep.
I thought it was a good deal
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, 'til she looked at me with greedy eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's Willem, a face you never gonna forget,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet.
I met a devil woman,
She took my pride away,
She said I had it comin' to me,
I must have wanted it that way.
I thought any book is good books, and
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, she looked at me with lying eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's something that you never gonna forget,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen your contract yet.
And now I'm feelin' worse,
'Cause I found out for sure.
She put on me a devil curse
And told me there's no cure.
Moeranda said I'd resonate
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, she looked at me with soulless eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's something that you never gonna get,
B-B-B-Baby, a contract with a company that's got a rep.
I thought it was a good deal
So I took what I could get, mmh,
Oooh, oooh, 'til she looked at me with greedy eyes
And said:
You ain't seen nothin' yet,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet,
Here's Willem, a face you never gonna forget,
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet.
Sher2 said:[COLOR=NavyAnd Lindylou, "It's a Wonderful Day..." is too, too catchy. Unfortunately, it reminds me a lot of that damn purple dinosaur song. [/QUOTE]
I didn't know Mr. Rogers was a purple dinosaur!I guess you learn something new every day! BTW, I always hated Barney, too!
No, honey, I don't think they're handing out Brownie points for this stuff.lindylou45 said:Good one Sher2! But are you just trying to impress Ed?
I'm just in a VERY good mood today.
Eye of the Liar
Eye of the Liar - Survivor
Risin' up, back on the street
Signed with PA, took my chances
Served my time, now I'm back on my feet
Just a woman with a will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You sign that dumb *** contract
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
CHORUS:
It's the eye of the liar, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of P.O.D
And the last known Clopper stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eyes of a liar
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive
CHORUS
Risin' up, 'least that's what we thought
Have the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a shity printer with a will to survive
CHORUS
Clopper's got
the eyes of a liar...
Eye of the Liar - Survivor
Risin' up, back on the street
Signed with PA, took my chances
Served my time, now I'm back on my feet
Just a woman with a will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You sign that dumb *** contract
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
CHORUS:
It's the eye of the liar, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of P.O.D
And the last known Clopper stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eyes of a liar
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive
CHORUS
Risin' up, 'least that's what we thought
Have the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a shity printer with a will to survive
CHORUS
Clopper's got
the eyes of a liar...
Good job, Renee. I was working on "Lady in Red", couldn't get past Larry in a red dress dancing cheek to cheek with Willem when Moeranda, looking particularly fine tonight, tries to cut in and a brawl ensues. I think I'll just trash that one.Renee Bagley said:
Roll Over, PA
Formerly, "Roll Over, Beethoven," Chuck Berry
"Roll Over, PA"
I’m gonna write a little book,
Gonna mail it on up to PA,
It’s a rockin’ good novel worth a look,
I know the right publisher will pay.
Roll over, PA, and cut me a check today.
You know, my temperature’s risin’
My advance done blown my fuse.
My heart’s beatin’ rhythm
And my soul keeps on singin’ the blues.
Roll over, PA, and tell Moeranda the news.
I got the writin’ pneumonia,
I need an edit from you,
I think I’m rollin’ arthiritis
Spell-check's down and .pdf, too.
Roll over, PA, rockin’ Larry two by two.
Well, if you feel you like it
Go get your cover designer, then reel and rock it.
Roll it over and move on up just
A trifle further and reel and rock it,
Roll it over,
Roll over, PA, rockin’ in two by two.
Well, early in the mornin’ I’m a-givin’ you a warnin’
Don’t think I ain't got nothin' to lose,
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin’ my fiddle,
Got them no-food, armed convention blues.
Roll over, PA, and tell ol' Willem the news.
You know she wiggles out of trouble like an eel,
Lies like a cheap toupee mop,
She got two crazy partners,
Oughta see ’em reel and rock.
Long as she got a dollar the scammin' will never stop.
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA, and dig them New Stooge blues.
Formerly, "Roll Over, Beethoven," Chuck Berry
"Roll Over, PA"
I’m gonna write a little book,
Gonna mail it on up to PA,
It’s a rockin’ good novel worth a look,
I know the right publisher will pay.
Roll over, PA, and cut me a check today.
You know, my temperature’s risin’
My advance done blown my fuse.
My heart’s beatin’ rhythm
And my soul keeps on singin’ the blues.
Roll over, PA, and tell Moeranda the news.
I got the writin’ pneumonia,
I need an edit from you,
I think I’m rollin’ arthiritis
Spell-check's down and .pdf, too.
Roll over, PA, rockin’ Larry two by two.
Well, if you feel you like it
Go get your cover designer, then reel and rock it.
Roll it over and move on up just
A trifle further and reel and rock it,
Roll it over,
Roll over, PA, rockin’ in two by two.
Well, early in the mornin’ I’m a-givin’ you a warnin’
Don’t think I ain't got nothin' to lose,
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin’ my fiddle,
Got them no-food, armed convention blues.
Roll over, PA, and tell ol' Willem the news.
You know she wiggles out of trouble like an eel,
Lies like a cheap toupee mop,
She got two crazy partners,
Oughta see ’em reel and rock.
Long as she got a dollar the scammin' will never stop.
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA,
Roll over, PA, and dig them New Stooge blues.
PrOD Printer
To the tune of Tina Turner's "Private Dancer"
Well the marks come in this place
And their dreams are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their names
You don’t think of them as human
You don’t think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the firewall
We’re your PrOD printer
A printer for money
We’ll do what we want to do
We're your PrOD printer
Prancing for money
Any old manuscript will do
We wanna make a million dollars
We wanna live out by the sea
Have a Jaguar and some vacations
Yeah, we don't do nothin' for free
All the marks come in this place
And their dreams are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their names
Deutschmarks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you want me to spell-check that again
We’re your PrOD printer
A printer for money
We’ll do what we want to do
We're your PrOD printer
Prancing for money
Any old manuscript will do
To the tune of Tina Turner's "Private Dancer"
Well the marks come in this place
And their dreams are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their names
You don’t think of them as human
You don’t think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the firewall
We’re your PrOD printer
A printer for money
We’ll do what we want to do
We're your PrOD printer
Prancing for money
Any old manuscript will do
We wanna make a million dollars
We wanna live out by the sea
Have a Jaguar and some vacations
Yeah, we don't do nothin' for free
All the marks come in this place
And their dreams are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their names
Deutschmarks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you want me to spell-check that again
We’re your PrOD printer
A printer for money
We’ll do what we want to do
We're your PrOD printer
Prancing for money
Any old manuscript will do
Sher2 said:
Why thank you, Sher. I do try.
Oh and where the hell is the Lady in Red, you promised me?
Seriously though, that would be the bomb!
To the tune of “We are the Champions.”
We are the Publisher
No need to fret it
We promise to edit
But now you’ve got to prove we said it.
Chorus:
We are the Publisher, my friends
We’ll keep on screwing you in the end.
We are the publisher, we are the publisher,
No time for losers, whiners or boozers
Cuz we are the publisher, my friends.
You said the contracts suck
The advance was just a buck
Do you really think we give a f***?
***Chorus****
I printed your book
You called me a crook
So your royalties I took
***Chorus****
Your face wears a scowl
You’ve thrown in your towel
You even wrote to Colin Powell.
But we are the publisher, my friend,
We’ll keep on screwing you in the end.
We are the publisher, we are the publisher,
No time for losers, whiners or boozers
Cuz we are the publisher, my friend!
We are the Publisher
No need to fret it
We promise to edit
But now you’ve got to prove we said it.
Chorus:
We are the Publisher, my friends
We’ll keep on screwing you in the end.
We are the publisher, we are the publisher,
No time for losers, whiners or boozers
Cuz we are the publisher, my friends.
You said the contracts suck
The advance was just a buck
Do you really think we give a f***?
***Chorus****
I printed your book
You called me a crook
So your royalties I took
***Chorus****
Your face wears a scowl
You’ve thrown in your towel
You even wrote to Colin Powell.
But we are the publisher, my friend,
We’ll keep on screwing you in the end.
We are the publisher, we are the publisher,
No time for losers, whiners or boozers
Cuz we are the publisher, my friend!
Now I get it, Linda. Now we know why they won't let us go. It's because they've got a ha -- er, a big wo -- well, they've got a thing for us. They're in lust with us. And who could blame them? Every one of us is worth at least a cool $14.95 to them. Hot properties!lindylou45 said:
Love it.
Love it.
I'm glad this isn't a contest where we have to vote for the all time best. I'd never be able to choose.
Been Dazed and Confused for so long it's not true.
Wanted a publisher, never bargained for you.
Lots of people talk but few of them know,
the soul of PA was created below.
You hurt and abuse tellin' all of your lies.
Run around evil 3, Lord how they cultify.
Hateful mean PA, I don't know where you've been.
Gonna nullify you PA, here I come again.
Every day I work so hard, to other authors I say
Try to tell about PA, but you push me away.
Don't know where you're goin', only know just where you've been,
Hateful mean PA, I'll strike again.
Been Dazed and Confused for so long it's not true.
Wanted a publisher, never bargained for you.
Crucify dissenters, let them say what they will.
Will your site say so much when I send you the bill?
Wanted a publisher, never bargained for you.
Lots of people talk but few of them know,
the soul of PA was created below.
You hurt and abuse tellin' all of your lies.
Run around evil 3, Lord how they cultify.
Hateful mean PA, I don't know where you've been.
Gonna nullify you PA, here I come again.
Every day I work so hard, to other authors I say
Try to tell about PA, but you push me away.
Don't know where you're goin', only know just where you've been,
Hateful mean PA, I'll strike again.
Been Dazed and Confused for so long it's not true.
Wanted a publisher, never bargained for you.
Crucify dissenters, let them say what they will.
Will your site say so much when I send you the bill?
99 Effin' Books
99 effin' books on the wall,
99 effin' books,
Shoot one dead,
Off Willem's head,
98 effin' books on the wall.
98 effin' books on the wall,
98 effin' books,
Can't get much deader,
Than Larry's shredder,
97 effin' books on the wall.
97 effin' books on the wall,
97 effin' books,
One went pfutt,
On Moe-randa's butt,
96 effin' books on the wall.
You know the rest -- ad nauseam.
99 effin' books on the wall,
99 effin' books,
Shoot one dead,
Off Willem's head,
98 effin' books on the wall.
98 effin' books on the wall,
98 effin' books,
Can't get much deader,
Than Larry's shredder,
97 effin' books on the wall.
97 effin' books on the wall,
97 effin' books,
One went pfutt,
On Moe-randa's butt,
96 effin' books on the wall.
You know the rest -- ad nauseam.
To the tune of "Another Brick in the Wall"
Another Prick in the Hall
We don’t need no fornication.
We don’t need no birth control.
Clandestine meetings on our message boards.
Willem, leave those authors alone.
Hey, Willem, leave those authors alone!
All in all it’s just another prick in the hall.
All in all he’s just another prick in the hall.
We’ve been called an abomination
We’ve been stalked by the highway patrol.
Gotta keep the truth from the trolls.
Larry, leave those authors alone.
Hey, Larry, leave those authors alone!
All in all it’s just another prick in the hall.
All in all he’s just another prick in the hall.
Another Prick in the Hall
We don’t need no fornication.
We don’t need no birth control.
Clandestine meetings on our message boards.
Willem, leave those authors alone.
Hey, Willem, leave those authors alone!
All in all it’s just another prick in the hall.
All in all he’s just another prick in the hall.
We’ve been called an abomination
We’ve been stalked by the highway patrol.
Gotta keep the truth from the trolls.
Larry, leave those authors alone.
Hey, Larry, leave those authors alone!
All in all it’s just another prick in the hall.
All in all he’s just another prick in the hall.
To the tune of I’m Henry VIII, I Am
Willem the Stooge, I am.
I’m Willem the Stooge, I am!
Willem the Stooge, I am, I am!
I’ve got authors pounding down my door
They’ve never been published before.
And if everyone was a Willem,
There wouldn’t be a Larry or a Moe.
I’m the stooge named Willem,
Willem the stooge, I am!
W-I-L-L-E-M Willem, Willem,
Willem the Stooge, I am, I am!
Willem the Stooge, I am!
Willem the Stooge, I am.
I’m Willem the Stooge, I am!
Willem the Stooge, I am, I am!
I’ve got authors pounding down my door
They’ve never been published before.
And if everyone was a Willem,
There wouldn’t be a Larry or a Moe.
I’m the stooge named Willem,
Willem the stooge, I am!
W-I-L-L-E-M Willem, Willem,
Willem the Stooge, I am, I am!
Willem the Stooge, I am!
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