Awe, man, I love Joe Strummer... <sigh>

i saw some of ur old threads still going

I knew a man name Mr finnagin he grew wiskers on his chinagin the wind came up and blew them inagin poor old Mr finnagin beginagin.......etc till you get tired of singing it!!

99 bottles of beer on the wall take 1 down pass it around

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, his name is my name too, whenever we go out, the people always shout, John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt da da da da da da da da da da

jake knows.. you gotta work for the fun.. dont just sit back and wait for it!
makes your quest a lot easier!

98 bottles of beer on the wall, take 1 down pass it around

Yea the only one I really pay attention to is the Is There Anyone...

i thought it was something like that.

Yea that one made it to part 3

She'll be comin round the mountain when she comes, she'll be comin round the mountain when she comes, she'll be comin round the mountain, she'll be comin round the mountain, shel be comin round the mountain when she comes, she'll be riding six white horses when she comes,she'll be ridin six white horses when she comes, she'll be ridin six white horses, she'll be ridin six white horses, she'll be ridin six white horses when she comes...

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Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pale of water, Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

<singing>

That's a good one

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!