Heart Of Glass – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes

“Dave Ron on the drums-“

Once had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing
But only to find
Mucho mistrust
Love’s gone behind

Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losin’ my mind
Seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust
Love’s gone behind

In between “what I find is pleasing” and “I’m feeling fine”
Love is so confusin’
There’s no peace of mind
If I feel I’m losin’ you
It’s just no good, you teasin’ like you do

Once had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing
But only to find
Mucho mistrust
Love’s gone behind

Lost inside [an] adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I’m the one you’re usin’
Please don’t push me aside
We coulda made it cruisin’, yeah

It’s just no good, you teasin’ like you do
Ooo ooo ooo whoa (X 6)

“See, you know what? If you play the wrong chord at some point, that just means more notes. Which is kind of like, a better value?”

“That’s my philosophy, anyway.”

“That was…that was my mistake, you guys.”

“I know, I know.”

“Was it?”

“I put a B in there.”

“That’s what I’m sayin’ – more notes.”

“I played a B…”

“More notes than just your standard…”

“Don’t try to take my mistakes away, dude.”

Barrack Milhous Obama quotes

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The Sorites Paradox

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The Sorites Paradox

The classic formulation of the paradox involves a heap of sand. If I take one grain away, does it stop being a heap? No, of course not — taking away one grain of sand does not transform a heap into a nonheap. But if we extend this logically, I can keep taking away grains one at a time until we have a “heap” consisting of a single grain of sand. That can’t be right, either. So at what point does the heap become a nonheap?

Iraqi Christians protected by Kurdish Peshmerga

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Iraqi Christians protected by Kurdish Peshmerga

Yohanna Petros Moshe, the archbishop of Mosul, who lives in Qaraqosh, recently wrote a letter to the prime minister of the Kurdish autonomous region thanking him for his help and for the Peshmerga fighters. “If we were to write a letter to Baghdad, we’d never get an answer,” he says. “Only the Kurds express any interest in us. Perhaps it’s because they were also oppressed.”

Uptown Girl – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes

Uptown girl
She’s been livin’ in her uptown world
I bet she never had a back street guy
I bet her mama never told her why

I’m gonna try for an uptown girl
She’s been livin’ in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she’s looking for a downtown man
That’s what I am

And when she knows what
She wants from her time
And when she wakes up
She makes up her mind

She’ll see I’m not so tough
Just because
I’m in love with an uptown girl
You know I’ve seen her in her uptown world
She’s getting tired of her high class toys
And all her presents from her uptown boys
She’s got a choice

Uptown girl
You know I can’t afford to buy her pearls
But maybe someday when my ship comes in
She’ll understand what kind of guy I’ve been
And then I’ll win

And when she’s walkin’
She’s lookin’ so fine
And when she’s wakes up
She makes up her mind

She’ll say I’m not so tough
Just because
I’m in love
With and uptown girl
She’s been livin’ in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she’s lookin’ for a downtown man
That’s what I am

Uptown girl
My uptown girl
You know I’m in love
With an uptown girl

My uptown girl
You know I’m in love
With an uptown girl
My uptown girl
Uptown girl
My uptown girl

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I Just Called To Say I Love You – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes

No New Year’s Day to celebrate
No chocolate-covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact, here’s just another ordinary day

No April rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding Saturday within the month of June
But what it is, is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called (he called) to say (to say) I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

No summer’s high
No warm July
No harvest moon to light one tender August night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies

No Libra sun
No Halloween
No giving things to all the Christmas joy you bring
But what it is, though old so new
To fill your heart like no three words could ever do

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

I just called (he called) to say (to say) I love you
I just called to say how much I care, I do
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
Of my heart, of my heart