Heres a thread where you can dedicate a song to someone (on forum or off), add the lyrics or a link to the song, whichever you wish.

My first dedication is to the lovely Betty... mainly cos I was listening to the song and when it mentioned his name it made me laugh.

A man walks down the street
He says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Bonedigger Bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al

A man walks down the street
He says why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And wo my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family
What if I die here
Who'll be my role-model
Now that my role-model is
Gone Gone
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

A man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the Third World
Maybe it's his first time around
He doesn't speak the language
He holds no currency
He is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says Amen! and Hallelujah!

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

I've justgot this dedication in from Divvy for you Maud!

Rotting from the inside
Over-incubated by the heat of fear and love
The self's coagulated

Egg...

La la, la la la la la
La la, la la la la la

Boiling hard in euphemism
Slowly becoming part of the water
Like a frog who never knows
The jacuzzi's getting hotter

Lah bLah, Lah bLah bLah bLah bLah
bLah bLah, bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah

How'd you know I was looking at you
If you weren't looking at me?

A stagnant pale perfume
Conceived to block the pores
The clotting glands encroach
The endless comfort of a mom
Deep inside my tanning salon
Wishing life was poached

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

I can't seem to differentiate
Between the yellow love you give and the white sex I take
I just want to fertilize you

bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah
bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah bLah

The cracks finally appear
Release cholesterol tears
The flooded cyst drains itself of pus
The lonely stomach chills unless it's drunk
So as she drives she'll close her eyes
Feel it warming up inside

Rotting from the inside
Over-incubated by the heat of fear and love
The self's coagulated

Egg...

Oh an egg comes out of a chicken
Oh a chicken comes out of an egg

There's no place like home...

A song about eggs.... it will never be a hit, there aint much you can do with eggs

This is my song for Tom22.... for obvious reasons.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDtjBrS4Fhw