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steve wrote:We are going to rewrite the book of good times.
Pasta wrote:This here PRF, is a place of unabashed BADASSERY, persaverance, and inspiration.
Marsupialized wrote:The Gambler is one of the best songs ever, that other bullshit is nowhere even remotely near it's league.

Marsupialized wrote:The Gambler is one of the best songs ever, that other bullshit is nowhere even remotely near it's league.

steve wrote:We are going to rewrite the book of good times.
Pasta wrote:This here PRF, is a place of unabashed BADASSERY, persaverance, and inspiration.
Itchy McGoo wrote:I would like to be a "shoop-shoop" girl in whatever band Alex Maiolo is in.




OrthodoxEaster wrote:"Why Can't This Be Love" - A: because it sucks.


steve wrote:We are going to rewrite the book of good times.
Pasta wrote:This here PRF, is a place of unabashed BADASSERY, persaverance, and inspiration.
Marsupialized wrote:They always cut out the last verse
then I rolled his carcass over....made sure nobody was coming, and undid his fly
I knew what I was doing, was a sin in the eyes of god, but I've never been one, to give a damn about God
I entered his cold backside, used the whiskey for some lube, this old gambler's hole split wide open, started to ooze
For as many cards as he had played, as many bets he'd won, I'd bet anything he never saw this comin'



a Rhinestone Cowboy wrote:Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know...
And offers comin' over the phone

Marsupialized wrote:
I like when songs are stories. Nobody does that anymore . . .

Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:Marsupialized wrote:
I like when songs are stories. Nobody does that anymore . . .
Come again?
154 wrote:Are you in Voivod or something?


Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:Of Rogers' 70s country-schmaltz story-songs, "Lucille" is football fields ahead of "The Gambler" or "The Coward of the County." It's catchier and more melodic and really clever in that the narrator is the guy hitting on Lucille when her husband stumbles into the bar, sees what's up, and provides the song with its jaunty but utterly depressing chorus. Its genius in its fashion.
154 wrote:Are you in Voivod or something?

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