Sunday evening (not sad) lyrics

This is the only Cracker video I've seen on VH1 classic. Also, it's an awesome song.

Teen Angst (What the World needs now)
by Cracker

I don't know what the world may need,
but I'm sure as hell that is starts with me.
And that's a wisdom,
I've laughed at.

I don't know what the world may want,
but a good stiff drink it surely don't.
So I think I'll go and fix myself a tall one.

Cause, what the world needs now
is a new kind of tension.
Cause the old one just bores me to death.
Cause, what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.

I don't know what the world may need,
but a V8 engine is a good start for me.
Think I'll drive to find a place,
to be surly.
I don't know what the world may want,
but some words of wisdom could comfort us.
Think I'll leave that up to someone wiser.

Cause, what the world needs now
are some true words of wisdom
like La La La La La
Cause, what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.

I don't know what the world may need,
and I never grasped your complexities.
I'd be happy just to get your attention.
And, I don't know what the world may want,
but your long, sweet body lying next
to mine could certainly raise my spirits.

Cause what the world needs now
is a new Frank Sinatra
so I can get you in bed.
Cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.

The real contest tonight in GB:

It's this:


























vs. this:

Christopher Cross:

He also rocks your face off

So...

Now that everything is apparently is coming up Milhouse, when do I get fucking kicked in the nuts?

Sad Saturday morning lyrics

Helpless
Neil Young

There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless.

FACT:

Michael McDonald rules your face.

Uh,

Why don't I own this comic book???

Iron Man vs. Doctor Doom: Doomquest HC: Okay, admittedly, twenty bucks might seem like a lot to pay for a comic that contains a grand total of four (4) issues, but when said issues are:

a) about Iron Man and Dr. Doom traveling back to the days of King Arthur and beating the crap out of each other,

b) full of Dr. Doom referring to Iron Man as “errand boy!” and “lackey!” in virtually every scene where they interact, and

c) totally awesome

From the ISB