Everybody lies. (c) Gregory House Evidence never lies. (c) Gil Grissom
Что-то я, может, уже выкладывала, не помню. Просто в очередной раз чистка компа.
All We Gotta DoThe Protest Song/ All We Gotta Do…
Well, the poor keep getting hungry,
and the rich keep getting fat
Politicians change, but they're never gonna change that.
Girl, we got the answer, it's so easy you won't believe
All we gotta do is...
Well, the winds of war are blowin', and the tide is comin' in
Don't you be hopin' for the good times, because the good times have already been.
But, girl, we got the answer, it's so easy you won't believe
All we gotta do is...
It's so easy, to see
If only they'd listen, to you and me.
We got to... as fast as we can
We got to... every woman, every man
We got to... time after time
We got to... vodka and lime.
Well, the world is gettin' weary, and it wants to go to bed
Everybody's dyin', except the ones who are already dead.
Girl, we got the answer, starin' us right in the face
All we gotta do is
All we gotta do is
All we gotta do is...
Ass-Kickers Song Ass-Kickers Song
The world is facin' problems,
Gettin' bigger every day,
We got a greenhouse over Texas,
And recession's on the way,
There's hunger in the third world,
There's anger in the first,
Half the world is floodin',
And the other's dyin' of thirst,
But tho' people they may tell you,
That this planet's dyin' fast,
I ain't seen a problem yet,
Can't be solved by kickin' ass,
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass is what we do,
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass!
Iron foot in the velvet shoe,
We don't care whose ass we kick,
If we're ever all alone,
We just stand in front of the mirror,
And try to kick our own,
We kicked ass in Grenada
We kicked ass in Iraq
We've kicked the ass out of the ozone layer
Now they say we gotta kick it back,
We'll kick the ass of cancer
We'll kick the ass of AIDS
And as for global warming
We'll just kick ass wearing shades.
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass is what we do
Kickin' ass
Kickin' ass!
Iron foot in the velvet shoe
We don't care whose ass we kick
If we're ever all alone
We just stand in front of the mirror
And try to kick our own
Well you can move your ass
Haul your ass
And bustin' ass is fine
And there ain't a better place to put your ass
Than on the line
But if you're like us
And you won't take second best
You'll put your kickin' boots on
And kick like all the rest.
Skinheads Song Skinheads Song
Come join us in the noblest of causes
The battle for national improvement
The creaking of leather and uniforms
Is the hymn of a British Movement
We promise you riches and prosperity
Employment for the British working man
We promise you holidays in America
On exchange with the Ku Klux Klan
Eliminate the Paki, exterminate the blackie
Pull out this disease by the roots
The British Movement Government will repatriate the immigrants
To the tramp of the Union Jack boot
Children in football grounds and classrooms
Are paraded in tidy rank and file
Incited to multiracial aggro
Exhorted by the war cry 'Sieg Heil!'
Imagine our society with skinheads roaming wild and free
And not a pair of a thick lips in sight
Fumigate the Underground and sterilise the cricket ground
White hope and white elephant
Whitewash and white Christmas
White horse and white rich and white poor
White dirt and white liquorise
White helmets, white truncheons
White face and white Willie White law
Little Girl Little Girl
Oh, little girl! Would you like a sweetie?
Would you put your hand in mine?
I promise not to hurt you
Or impinge upon your virtue
All I want is half a second of your time.
Oh, little girl! Won't you smile into the camera?
This time I know we'll get the perfect shot.
Now do you think that it would hurt
If you just undid your shirt
And show the readers everything you've got?
Little girl, You really mustn't worry,
No one will respect you any less.
When all is said and done
You know it's just a bit of fun
Now be a sport, take off that pretty dress.
Little girl, Can't you see now you are famous!
Your name is on the nation's lips.
Over breakfast, they'll admire you,
At their lunch hour, they'll desire you,
And by tea time, you'll be wrapping up their chips!
Little girl, Congratulations on your record!
They played it on the wireless just today.
It was fast and rather naughty,
Went straight in at number forty,
Though the DJ said that's where it ought to stay.
Little girl, So you got married to a popstar!
I can hardly work my camera for the tears.
But as you said your fond goodbyes,
I got a great one of your thighs!
What a shame you were divorced within a year.
Little girl, You're not a girl and you're not little.
But there's still one thing
I'd love it if you'd do:
Although she's slightly shorter,
I would love to meet your daughter.
Do you think that she would like to follow you?
Do you think that she would like to follow you?
Minnie the Moocher Minnie the Moocher
This is the story of Minnie the moocher
She was a red hot hoocie coocher
She was the roughest toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale
Minnie messed around with a bloke named Smokie
She loved him though he was coke-y
He took her down to Chinatown
And showed her how to kick the gong around
She had a dream about the king of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin’
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels
He gave her his townhouse and racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
Had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them a million times
Sophisticated Song Sophisticated Song
I wear sophisticated clothes,
I say sophisticated things,
Everything about me,
Say's I'm a sophistication king,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yeah when I'm with you,
I just sit there and drool,
I got sophisticated hands,
I got sophisticated feet,
A sophisticated car,
Parked on sophistication street,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yeah when I'm with you,
I'm just a dribblin' fool,
when you look at me,
And you start to flirt,
I have to wipe the dribble,
Off the front of my shirt,
When you ask me,
What's on my mind,
All I can think to answer is ...
blubblybubbylyfawaah,
I eat sophisticated food,
I breathe sophisticated air,
Use a sophisticated comb
On my sophisticated hair,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yes when I'm with you,
I just fall off my ...
All We Gotta DoThe Protest Song/ All We Gotta Do…
Well, the poor keep getting hungry,
and the rich keep getting fat
Politicians change, but they're never gonna change that.
Girl, we got the answer, it's so easy you won't believe
All we gotta do is...
Well, the winds of war are blowin', and the tide is comin' in
Don't you be hopin' for the good times, because the good times have already been.
But, girl, we got the answer, it's so easy you won't believe
All we gotta do is...
It's so easy, to see
If only they'd listen, to you and me.
We got to... as fast as we can
We got to... every woman, every man
We got to... time after time
We got to... vodka and lime.
Well, the world is gettin' weary, and it wants to go to bed
Everybody's dyin', except the ones who are already dead.
Girl, we got the answer, starin' us right in the face
All we gotta do is
All we gotta do is
All we gotta do is...
Ass-Kickers Song Ass-Kickers Song
The world is facin' problems,
Gettin' bigger every day,
We got a greenhouse over Texas,
And recession's on the way,
There's hunger in the third world,
There's anger in the first,
Half the world is floodin',
And the other's dyin' of thirst,
But tho' people they may tell you,
That this planet's dyin' fast,
I ain't seen a problem yet,
Can't be solved by kickin' ass,
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass is what we do,
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass!
Iron foot in the velvet shoe,
We don't care whose ass we kick,
If we're ever all alone,
We just stand in front of the mirror,
And try to kick our own,
We kicked ass in Grenada
We kicked ass in Iraq
We've kicked the ass out of the ozone layer
Now they say we gotta kick it back,
We'll kick the ass of cancer
We'll kick the ass of AIDS
And as for global warming
We'll just kick ass wearing shades.
Kickin' ass!
Kickin' ass is what we do
Kickin' ass
Kickin' ass!
Iron foot in the velvet shoe
We don't care whose ass we kick
If we're ever all alone
We just stand in front of the mirror
And try to kick our own
Well you can move your ass
Haul your ass
And bustin' ass is fine
And there ain't a better place to put your ass
Than on the line
But if you're like us
And you won't take second best
You'll put your kickin' boots on
And kick like all the rest.
Skinheads Song Skinheads Song
Come join us in the noblest of causes
The battle for national improvement
The creaking of leather and uniforms
Is the hymn of a British Movement
We promise you riches and prosperity
Employment for the British working man
We promise you holidays in America
On exchange with the Ku Klux Klan
Eliminate the Paki, exterminate the blackie
Pull out this disease by the roots
The British Movement Government will repatriate the immigrants
To the tramp of the Union Jack boot
Children in football grounds and classrooms
Are paraded in tidy rank and file
Incited to multiracial aggro
Exhorted by the war cry 'Sieg Heil!'
Imagine our society with skinheads roaming wild and free
And not a pair of a thick lips in sight
Fumigate the Underground and sterilise the cricket ground
White hope and white elephant
Whitewash and white Christmas
White horse and white rich and white poor
White dirt and white liquorise
White helmets, white truncheons
White face and white Willie White law
Little Girl Little Girl
Oh, little girl! Would you like a sweetie?
Would you put your hand in mine?
I promise not to hurt you
Or impinge upon your virtue
All I want is half a second of your time.
Oh, little girl! Won't you smile into the camera?
This time I know we'll get the perfect shot.
Now do you think that it would hurt
If you just undid your shirt
And show the readers everything you've got?
Little girl, You really mustn't worry,
No one will respect you any less.
When all is said and done
You know it's just a bit of fun
Now be a sport, take off that pretty dress.
Little girl, Can't you see now you are famous!
Your name is on the nation's lips.
Over breakfast, they'll admire you,
At their lunch hour, they'll desire you,
And by tea time, you'll be wrapping up their chips!
Little girl, Congratulations on your record!
They played it on the wireless just today.
It was fast and rather naughty,
Went straight in at number forty,
Though the DJ said that's where it ought to stay.
Little girl, So you got married to a popstar!
I can hardly work my camera for the tears.
But as you said your fond goodbyes,
I got a great one of your thighs!
What a shame you were divorced within a year.
Little girl, You're not a girl and you're not little.
But there's still one thing
I'd love it if you'd do:
Although she's slightly shorter,
I would love to meet your daughter.
Do you think that she would like to follow you?
Do you think that she would like to follow you?
Minnie the Moocher Minnie the Moocher
This is the story of Minnie the moocher
She was a red hot hoocie coocher
She was the roughest toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale
Minnie messed around with a bloke named Smokie
She loved him though he was coke-y
He took her down to Chinatown
And showed her how to kick the gong around
She had a dream about the king of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin’
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels
He gave her his townhouse and racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
Had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them a million times
Sophisticated Song Sophisticated Song
I wear sophisticated clothes,
I say sophisticated things,
Everything about me,
Say's I'm a sophistication king,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yeah when I'm with you,
I just sit there and drool,
I got sophisticated hands,
I got sophisticated feet,
A sophisticated car,
Parked on sophistication street,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yeah when I'm with you,
I'm just a dribblin' fool,
when you look at me,
And you start to flirt,
I have to wipe the dribble,
Off the front of my shirt,
When you ask me,
What's on my mind,
All I can think to answer is ...
blubblybubbylyfawaah,
I eat sophisticated food,
I breathe sophisticated air,
Use a sophisticated comb
On my sophisticated hair,
But when I'm with you,
I can't seem to find my cool,
Yes when I'm with you,
I just fall off my ...
@темы: Hugh Laurie
Хауса месяц, наверное, ждать пришлось.
Было еще много чего, но связного... и даже не связного рассказа не получится
с ума сойти можно. Как я поняла, тут он выполнял обязанности режиссера одного из эпизодов третьего сезона. Каким образом он тут оказался?
Я ж на нем просто под стол свалилась. Хотя после последних сцен...
