An Open Letter to those....kids

I would watch out for one particular mod who goes by the username "Fulghum". When he's in a bad mood (which is often...seems to coincide with long bike rides or when his guitar is out of tune), he's a banning son-of-a-gun.

I find that showering him with praise for his many bands, warming up for Three Dog Night, recording with many Salt Lake city musicians, and drooling over his concert resume - all work at keeping him from banning me.

What exactly is the threadstarter trying to achieve...
Hey;i like Not really a bad band there.
Smack, crack, bushwhacked.
Tie another one to the racks, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.
What if I ride?
what if you walk?
What if you rock around the clock?
Tick-tock. tick-tock.
What if you did?
what if you walk?
What if you tried to get off, baby?
Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Hey kids, shake a leg.
Maybe you?re crazy in the head, baby.
Maybe you did. maybe you walked.
Maybe you rocked around the clock.
Tick-tock. tick-tock.
Maybe I ride. maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.
Ollie, ollie.
Ollie ollie ollie.
Ollie ollie in come free, baby.
Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Smack, crack. shack-a-lack.
Tie another one to your back, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.
Maybe you did. maybe you walk.
Maybe you rock around the clock
Tick-tock. tick-tock.
Maybe I ride. maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.
Hey kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby, baby, baby.

Monty this seems strange to me.
The movies had that movie thing,
But nonsense has a welcome ring
And heroes don?t come easy.

Now, nonsense isn?t new to me.
I know my head, I know my feet,
But mischief knocked me in the knees.
Said, just let go. just let go.

Very interesting Neelabh!

Here's a little agit for the never-believer.ye,ye,ye.
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Ye,ye,ye,ye.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears).
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
........Here's a little bit for the axe victim.........
........
I saw the ocean meet the man.
I saw you buried in the sand.
A friend was there to hold your hand,
Said, Walk on by.
So, I went walking through the street.
I saw you strung up in a tree.
A woman knelt there said to me,
Said, Hold your tongue, man. Hold your tongue.
You don't owe me anything.
You don't want this sympathy.
Don't you waste your breath.
For the silver screen.
That nonsense doesn't mean a thing,
They tried to bust you in a sting,
But virtue isn't everything
So, don't waste time.
Now, here's a rhyme that you can steal.
Put this on your reel to reel.
Mischief threw a rotten deal.
Monty's laying low.
He is laying low.
Just let go, just let go.
You don't owe me anything.
You don't want this sympathy.
Don't you waste your breath.
Monty this seems strange to me.