halamikage
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OMG, I 'member that! Used to love it! *remembering the spinning record player at the beginning* Ahhhh, those were the days....
Really good lyrics...
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OMG, I 'member that! Used to love it! *remembering the spinning record player at the beginning* Ahhhh, those were the days....
The Laziest Men on Mars - Invasion of the Gabber Robots 
In AD 2101, war was beginning.
(pow)
What happen?
Someone set up us the bomb.
We get signal.
What? Main screen turn on.
It's you!
How are you gentlemen?
All your base are belong to us!
You are on the way to destruction!
What you say?
You have no chance to survive make your time! Ha ha ha!
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
For great justice.
Take off every zig.
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
For great justice, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
Mooooooooooveeee Zzzzzzziiiiiig
(pow)
Basebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebase
You have no chance to survive, make your time.
In AD 2101, war was beginning.
(pow)
What happen?
Someone set up us the bomb.
We get signal.
What? Main screen turn on.
It's you!
How are you gentlemen?
All your base are belong to us!
You are on the way to destruction!
What you say?
You have no chance to survive make your time! Ha ha ha!
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
For great justice.
Take off every zig.
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
For great justice, take off every zig
Move zig, Move zig, Move zig, Move zig
You know what you doing, take off every zig
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
All your base your base, base, base,
All your base are belong to us.
Mooooooooooveeee Zzzzzzziiiiiig
(pow)
Basebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebasebase
You have no chance to survive, make your time.
PIANO MAN
Written by Billy Joel
It's 9 o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a
memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it
complete
When I wore a younger man's
clothes."
La la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
CHORUS
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a
melody
And you've got the feelin' all right.
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke, or a light
up your smoke
But there's someplace he'd rather be.
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killling
me."
As the smile runs away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie
star,
If I could get outta this place."
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife.
And now he's talkin' to Davy, who's
still in the Navy
And probably will be for life.
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call
loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone.
CHORUS
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
Because he knows that it's me they've
been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while.
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in
my jar
And say, "Man, what are ya doin'
here?"
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
CHORUS
Written by Billy Joel
It's 9 o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a
memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it
complete
When I wore a younger man's
clothes."
La la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
CHORUS
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a
melody
And you've got the feelin' all right.
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke, or a light
up your smoke
But there's someplace he'd rather be.
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killling
me."
As the smile runs away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie
star,
If I could get outta this place."
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife.
And now he's talkin' to Davy, who's
still in the Navy
And probably will be for life.
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call
loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone.
CHORUS
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
Because he knows that it's me they've
been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while.
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in
my jar
And say, "Man, what are ya doin'
here?"
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de de, da da
CHORUS