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The revolution, what is it? I'll tell you. One doesn't know. But it is first that there is too much poverty; always there are those rich people who are living and the others who are not living. --André Malraux |
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. --Oscar Wilde |
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Grandpa Simpson says, "The metric system is the tool of the Devil! My car gets forty rods to the hogshead, and that's the way I likes it!" Visit The Simpsons Archive |
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"The Beer Shanty"
I live in a shanty I make my own beer I go to the city, And then come back here. I go to the mountains. I go to the sea. Wherever I travel no better beer be. I brew it with Barley. so yellow and bold. and when people want some they pay me with gold And into my shanty, come girls by the score, And when I am finished they come back for more... Beer! Que sera, sera Whatever will be will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera.See Previously Featured Lyrics as well.
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