Well, there are five monsters in my family. And we all have a lot of fun. Two furry sisters, scary husband. Fuzzy wife and hairy son (that's me). Oh five is such a scary number.
Five bears in the bed and the little one said. "I'm crowded, roll over". So they all rolled over, and one fell out. . Four bears in the bed, and the little one said.
Who says five friends can't have fun?. Who says five's not as good as one?. Who says, "Two is company; five's a mob"?. Gotta tell ya!. Someone who says five's too much should get a job.
Roosevelt Franklin: When I woke up this morning, first I laughed and then I cried.. Was I feeling good or bad? I just could not decide!. So naturally I asked my mom to tell me how I feel..
In the middle of the day. Sometimes my Mom will say. "Rosita, mi amor,. It's time for your siesta.". A siesta means a nap. And so I'm here in bed,. But wishing Mom had said.
From Clare To Here. (Ralph McTell). . There's four who share this room. And we work hard for the craic. Sleepin' late on Sunday's well I. Never get to mass.
Feline. One happy little feline. You can tell she's happy. Just look at that smile. Nice kitty!. . Teardrops. Falling through her whiskers. This kitty's sad and weepy.
For James. (Kirk McLeod). . And this is for James. A guy I thought would be ahead of everyone else. And this is for James. Now I'm so surprised he's blown it for all but himself.
Yoddleody yoodleaeee. Well I'm happy and I feel glad. I'm in love and that ain't bad. (horse kisses his nose). But sometimes I feel real sad. And I sing the blues.
Finish Line: Reprise. (Kirk McLeod). . Another time. Another place to be. Another people waiting. On that finish line. Another time. Another place to be.
Farley: Same Sound Fround, could you help me out?. . Same Sound Fround: Farley, my man, I'll do what I can.. . Farley: I'm trying to read this word, but I'm not having much luck..
Finish Line. (Kirk McLeod). . People used to walk these hills. People used to walk these streets. Around this town. And they used to feel complete. That was until they were replaced by sheep.
Fiddle Set. . E minor jig (traditional). The Moon Coin (traditional). Shawn's Lament for He is in Hell (Dan Stacey). Limerick Lassies (traditional).
Dad: First was me. . Mom: Then was we. . (the son and daughter come out). . Mom and Dad: Then was them. . All: And that made all of us. And we're a family!.
Faithful Departed. (Phil Chevron). . This graveyard hides a million secrets. And the trees know more than they can tell. The ghosts of the saints and scholars will haunt you.
My tired eyes are blackened wicks. Razor tucked under my chin. Quit, quit, quitters started quitting. One last time. . Take me down to the other side.
I've got a tricked-out receiver. And I think it's built to win. I've got one chance to receive her voice. Translucent, delicate. . Breakdown, breakout, Eleanor.
I am a tiny machinist. I have the smallest plans. We have a mind television. The gift of idle hands. . I've been re-educated. To bleed technology. Even more complicated.
That's my other hand, open and empty. It wants one too I guess. That's my other jaw, swollen and shameless. It talks too much I know. And another singer is born, every sip I take.
If youre sitting down get on your feet. Lets wake up those who are asleep. March on, left to right to left again. Our feet in sync to this rhythm. Conducted by the hand of the saving One.