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I think mine would be Jethro Tull's Wind-Up:

When I was young
And they packed me off to school
And they taught me how not to play the game

I didn't mind
If they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool

So, I left there in the morning
With their God tucked underneath my arm
Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules

And I asked this God a question
And by way of firm reply
He said, "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays."

So told my old headmaster
And to anyone who cares,
"Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers."

I don't believe you:
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays

Well, you can excommunicate me
On my way to Sunday school
And have all the bishops harmonize these lines

I don't believe you:
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays

Song: Workaholic
Band: 2 Unlimited (Dutch house 1990's)

Ok, let's go to work
Who the fuck are you
The workaholic
The workaholic
The workaholic he works every day, 24 hours, no time to play
He won't quit; he's addicted to work
I think he's going out like a jerk
Working, Working, what can you do?
See the light from a different point of view
Ready in the morning for the bell to chime
I think he's glad it's working time
The workaholic
Work your body, baby work your soul
Keep on workin' workin' to the bone
Work your body, baby, work your soul
I'm a workaholic when I'm on the floor
The workaholic
First like a jerk, why you always work?
Messing up your mind with that paperwork?
The only think you need is to break ball
Is work, and yo and shat's all
They do it for money, but he for fun
He won't get away until the job is done
Drinkin' drinkin' like an alchoholic
The guy is just a workaholic
The workaholic
The workaholic
The workaholic

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQ5cf49n-F8

Good one, Meilingkie! That was mine a few years ago.

Old Friends

Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
How terribly strange to be 70
Old friends, memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears.




The best and most appropriate motto for any city:

Keep Provo Peculiar!

Theme song eh? Too many to choose from, and it can change by the second, but I'll go with this one en este momento:

Resist

I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to coexist
With anything but pain

I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I can't explain

I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low

I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I don't know

I, I-I
I, I
I, I-I

You can surrender without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender

You can fight
Fight without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight

Hou-ho, hou-ho, ho, ho

I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I don't know

I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I don't know

I, I-I
I, I
I, I-I
I

What a great thread! I recommend the Nat King Cole version of this!
Nature Boy by Eden Ahbez

There was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy,
They say he wandered very far, very far over land and sea.
A little shy and sad of eye,
But very wise was he.
And then one day he passed my way,
And as we talked of many things, fools and kings
This he said to me.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn,
Is just to love and be loved in return.

Zac Brown - Toes

I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today, life is good today

Well, the plane touched down just about three o'clock
And the city's still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
Concrete and cars are their own prison bars
Like this life I'm living in
But the plane brought me farther, I'm surrounded by water
And I'm not going back again

Adios and vaya con Dios
Yeah, I'm leaving GA
And if it weren't for tequila and pretty señoritas
I'd have no reason to stay
Adios and vaya con Dios
Yeah, I'm leaving GA
Going to lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play

Four days flew by like a drunk Friday night
As the summer drew to an end
They can't believe that I just couldn't leave
And I bid adieu to my friends
Cause my bartender, she's from the islands
Her body's been kissed by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar
And I don't know if it's her or the rum

Adios and vaya con Dios
A long way from GA
Yes, and all the muchachas, they call me big papa
When I throw pesos their way
Adios and vaya con Dios
A long way from GA
Someone do me a favor and pour me some Jaeger
And I'll grab my guitar and play

Adios and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay
The señoritas don't care-o when there's no dinero
Yeah, I got no money to stay
Adios and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay

I'm just going to drive up by the lake
And put my ass in a lawn chair, toes in the clay
Not a worry in the world, a PBR on the way
Life is good today, life is good today

-lost

REM: Losing My Religion

Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you, and you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

[Pre-Chorus]
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough

[Chorus]
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

[Verse 2]
Every whisper of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost, and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much, I set it up

A New Name wrote: ↑Tue Mar 08, 2022 3:56 pm REM: Losing My Religion

One of my favorite songs!

Redemption Song by Bob Marley
Sometimes, I feel like I was sold to a merchant ship (church) and now need to emancipate myself from mental slavery…here are the lyrics….


Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look? Ooh
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fullfil the book
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our mind
Woah, have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fullfill the book
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
All I ever had
Redemption songs
These songs of freedom
Songs of freedom