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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=50521" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Medley: Rubber Bullets/silly Love Songs/life Is A Hinestrone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I went to a party at the local county jail<br>All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail<br>But the guys were indiscreet<br>They were brawling in the street<br>At the local dance at the local county jail<br>Well the band were playing<br>And the booze began to flow<br>But the sound came over on the police car radio<br>Down at precinct 49<br>Having a tear-gas of a time<br>Sergeant baker got a call from the governor of the county jail<br>Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets<br>Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets<br>I love to hear those convicts squeal<br>Its a shame these slugs aint real<br>But we cant have dancin at the local county jail<br>Sergeant baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail<br>And for miles around<br>You could hear the sirens wail<br>Theres a rumor goin round death row<br>That a fuse is gonna blow<br>At the local hop at the local county jail<br>Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do<br>Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do<br>Sergeant baker started talkin<br>With a bullhorn in his hand<br>He was cool, he was clear<br>He was always in command<br>He said blood will flow;<br>Here padre<br>Padre you talk to your boys...<br>Trust in me -<br>God will come to set you free<br>Well we dont understand<br>Why you called in the national guard<br>When uncle sam is the one<br>Who belongs in the exercise yard<br>We all got balls and brains<br>But somes got balls and chains<br>At the local dance at the local county jail<br>Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets<br>Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets<br>Is it really such a crime<br>For a guy to spend his time<br>At the local dance at the local county jail<br>At the local dance at the local county jail<br>Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do<br>Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do<br>===================<br>10cc - silly love<br>===================<br>Hey toots, you put the life into living<br>You brought a sigh into sight<br>Ah hon, you make my legs turn to water<br>You bring the stars out at night<br>But they aint half so bright<br>As your eyes<br>Gee whiz, you take the beauty out of beautiful<br>You play the strings of my heart<br>Oh babe, you take the wonder out of wonderful<br>Oh my, oh my, and my, if you were mine<br>The rain would turn to sweet sweet wine<br>Well hes been up all night<br>Breakin his head in two to write<br>A little sonnet for his chickadee<br>But between you and me<br>I think its sssssssssssilly. silly<br>Ooh treas, you got a smile like a rembrandt<br>Aha, you got the style of a queen<br>Oh dear, you are the petal of a rosebud<br>Next to you all the others could be weeds<br>Youre the only one my garden needs<br>Ooh, you know the art of conversation<br>Must be dying<br>Ooh, when a romance depends on<br>Cliches and toupees and threepes<br>Were up to here with moonin and junin<br>If you want to sound sincere -<br>Dont rely on crosbys croonin -<br>Take a little time<br>Make up your own rhyme<br>Dont rely on mine<br>'cos its sssssssssilly - silly - silly - silly<br>=============================<br>10cc - life is a minestrone<br>=============================<br>Im dancing on the white house lawn<br>Sipping tea by the taj mahal at dawn<br>Hanging round the gardens of babylon<br>Minnie mouse has got it all sewn up<br>She gets more fan mail than the pope<br>She takes the mickey out of all my phobias<br>Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia<br>Life is a minestrone<br>Served up with parmesan cheese<br>Death is a cold lasagne<br>Suspended in deep freeze<br>Im leaning on the tower of pisa<br>Had an eyeful of the tower in france<br>Im hanging round the gardens of madison<br>And the seat of learning<br>And the flush of success<br>Relieves a constipated mind<br>Im like a gourmet in a skid row diner<br>A fitting menu for a dilettante<br>Life is a minestrone<br>Served up with parmesan cheese<br>Death is a cold lasagne<br>Suspended in deep freeze<br>Love is a fire of flaming brandy<br>Upon a crepe suzette<br>Lets get this romance cooking, honey<br>But let us not forget<br>Life is a minestrone<br>Served up with parmesan cheese<br>Death is a cold lasagne<br>Suspended in deep freeze</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by 10 Cc - 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