Mikes tavern woes

[Verse] जुन जस्ती निधारको कालो तिकी कानमा झुम्का बोकी अनि ओठमा लगाई लाली माया गरी सधैँभरी [Chorus] हाम्रो साथ रहोस जुनी भरी यो यात्रा कहिले नटुटोस कहिल्यै कही हृदयमा होस माया निरन्तर बगिरही साथ सधैँ पैलाभरी [Verse 2] आकाश जस्तो विशाल हाम्रो प्रेम पहाड जस्तो बलियो स्थिर छ त्यो नेम जुन जस्तै निलो मुहार सपना साझा होस् बारम्बार [Chorus] हाम्रो साथ रहोस जुनी भरी यो यात्रा कहिले नटुटोस कहिल्यै कही हृदयमा होस माया निरन्तर बगिरही साथ सधैँ पैलाभरी [Bridge] जुनले देखोस् हाम्रो उज्यालो बाटो सङ्गै लेखौँ हर दिनको नोट कलम होस् प्रेमले भिजेको हाम्रो कथा कहिले नबुझिएको [Chorus] हाम्रो साथ रहोस जुनी भरी यो यात्रा कहिले नटुटोस कहिल्यै कही हृदयमा होस माया निरन्तर बगिरही साथ सधैँ पैलाभरी

(Verse 1) Sunrise paints the ferry gold, a chill wind off the Sound, Another day on Whidbey's fold, where hidden homes are found. My tools are packed, my van is primed, a thermos steamin' hot, Another circuit intertwined, another tangled knot. From Langley's shores to Oak Harbor's bay, I'm chasin' every spark, A flicker here, a power sway, I'm leavin' my own mark. (Chorus) Whidbey wires, runnin' deep, through cedar, fir, and pine, From island homes where secrets sleep, to storefronts brightly shine. I'm the current's steady hand, the voltage's trusted guide, An electrician on this land, where nature's beauty hides. (Verse 2) A farmhouse old, with knob and tube, a relic of the past, A modern build, a sleek new cube, where solar panels cast. The salty air, the misty rain, the eagles overhead, I'm climbin' poles, again, again, where power lines are spread. The tide is low, the seagulls cry, a customer calls in need, A tripped breaker, blinkin' eye, a complicated deed. (Chorus) Whidbey wires, runnin' deep, through cedar, fir, and pine, From island homes where secrets sleep, to storefronts brightly shine. I'm the current's steady hand, the voltage's trusted guide, An electrician on this land, where nature's beauty hides. (Bridge) Sometimes the ferry's late at night, the fog hangs thick and low, But when I flip that switch to light, the satisfaction starts to grow. A warm glow in a cabin's pane, a porch lamp shinin' bright, I know I've eased another pain, and chased away the night. (Chorus) Whidbey wires, runnin' deep, through cedar, fir, and pine, From island homes where secrets sleep, to storefronts brightly shine. I'm the current's steady hand, the voltage's trusted guide, An electrician on this land, where nature's beauty hides. (Outro) The sun descends, a crimson hue, across the Puget's face, Another job, another view, a peaceful, quiet space. I park my van, my day is done, the tools are put away, Another spark, another one, to brighten Whidbey's day.

[Verse] Underneath the willow tree's shade Eyes glistened in the light summer fade Barefoot whispers in fields of thyme Your hand fits perfectly Fingers intertwined [Chorus] Oh The rush The careless bloom Hearts racing under the waxing moon Every stolen laugh Every stolen glance Time holds still in this tender dance [Verse] The old gravel road We’d traced it slow Wildflowers bloomed where the soft winds blow Barely a word Yet everything’s clear In quiet moments Love draws near [Bridge] A melody hums where words should be Soft as the ripple of the distant sea The world is louder But in our sphere It’s just you Just me—it’s all we hear [Chorus] Oh The rush The careless bloom Hearts racing under the waxing moon Every stolen laugh Every stolen glance Time holds still in this tender dance [Verse] Seasons roll by But this remains Love stitched in the lines of our fleeting gains The younger days may someday fade But the song of us It will not parade

As I was goin' over The Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Tilly And her treats, she was countin' I first produced my biscuit I then produced my pastry I said, “Stand and deliver, oh, Or the devil he may take ye!” Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Whack for my tummy, oh Whack for my tummy, oh There's treats in the jar, oh I took all of her cookies And they were oh so plenty I took all of her chocolates Yeah, and brought them home so cheery She swore that she loved me No, never would she trick me But the devil take that baker, oh, For you know she fooled me easy Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Whack for my tummy, oh Whack for my tummy, oh There's treats in the jar, oh Being stuffed and sleepy I went to Tilly's chamber Munchin’ all the candy Never thinkin’ there was danger For about six or maybe seven Yeah, in walked Captain Tilly I jumped up, dropped my donuts And I begged her for some mercy Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Whack for my tummy, oh Whack for my tummy, oh There's treats in the jar, oh Now some men like their fishing And some men like the fowlin’ And some men like to hear To hear the kettles boilin’ Me, I like snackin' ‘Specially in the kitchen corner But here I am in trouble Tilly caught me with my plunder! Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Whack for my tummy, oh Whack for my tummy, oh There's treats in the jar, oh Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

[Verse] Through hazy mists on hills so wide The heather sways Our hearts abide Fields of green Where tales were spun Underneath the fading sun [Verse 2] The stone walls whisper ancient cries Of battles fought ‘neath moody skies The fiddle larks and pipes still call To sons and daughters One and all [Chorus] Oh Carry me to Erin’s shore Where rolling waves and hearts adore The clover grows The winds do sigh Beneath the weeping Endless sky [Verse 3] By lantern’s light The stories told Of hungry times and hearts so bold The spirits rise in amber glow Through laughter bright They heal the woe [Bridge] The raven calls from cliffs so stark The moon bears witness in the dark With sorrow’s weight We still will sing A hymn of hope through everything [Verse 4] When morning breaks We face the land With calloused palms and trembling hands Yet joy bursts forth like winter’s melt For love lives strong where roots are felt

[Verse] Ryszard Ptasiński Mąż wielkiej cnoty W Starachowicach imię ma wielkie Człowiek honoru Mistrz jednej roboty Gdy sprzęt zawodzi Bez niego bieda wszelka [Verse 2] Komputer Serwer Czy laptop na stole Każdy się kłania Gdy Ryszard przybywa W Giga-Net siedzi Tam jego chwały pole Tam siła rozumu w każdej chwili ożywa [Chorus] Ryszardzie Mistrzu Ratuj nasz świat Bo technologia czasem strasznie płata figle Twoje dłonie cuda czynią raz po raz W ich ruchach czujemy wirtualne skrzydła [Bridge] Opowiadają Że czasem w podziemiach Z wirusami walczy jak rycerz w bitwie Jego klawiatura błyszczy w promieniach A my liczymy na dalsze perspektywy [Verse 3] Gdy zasilacz spali Ekran ciemny w ciszy Wtedy Ryszard wkracza niczym heros z bajki Starachowicki geniusz Co każdy to przyzna Zawsze znajdzie sposób Naprawy tajniki [Chorus] Ryszardzie Mistrzu Znowu nas ratuj Technologia bez ciebie jest jak ocean burzy Twoje serce bije w takt klawiatury Bez twojej mądrości nikt nas nie wzburzy

[Verse] 1776, pen hits the scroll, freedom on deck Gotta flex on King George, his neck we check Thomas J with the bars, fire quill, no slack Wrote it down, revolution, ain't no turning back [Chorus] Life and liberty, pursuit of our dreams Self-evident truths, we rise in streams No crown, no chains, we breaking the seams Declaration vibes, busting at the beams [Verse] "Yo King, we done," thirteen saying nah Tyranny crumbling, we coming for flaws A country being born from rebellion and law Ben Franklin in the cut, lightning in his claw [Bridge] Parchment power, the ink don’t smudge Freedom's a case, and you can't misjudge We gone pledge our lives, pockets, and our souls United we stand, breaking through the molds [Verse] Taxing our tea? Nah, we ain't that meek Boston threw a party, harbor smelling unique Crispus in the streets, history runs deep Standing on liberty, haters take a leap [Chorus] Life and liberty, pursuit of our dreams Self-evident truths, we rise in streams No crown, no chains, we breaking the seams Declaration vibes, busting at the beams

*Verse 1* Every night in the tavern, I see them all, Laughing and drinking, having a ball. Nicola’s smile, it lights up the room, With Sean at my feet, chasing the broom. Jeff and Gary, they’re always near, Sharing a pint, spreading good cheer. The pool table’s busy on Sunday night, And poker on Monday feels just right. *Chorus* My tavern will go on, Through quizzes and pints, it’s never gone. Five pounds on Friday, the crowd’s alive, Saturday’s buzzing, we’re thriving and jive. San Miguel in hand, the staff’s the best, In Barnstaple’s tavern, we’re truly blessed. My tavern will go on, and on, and on… *Verse 2* Tuesday nights, the quizzes begin, Teams are laughing, everyone wins. Nicola’s by my side, my guiding light, Together we keep the mood just right. Sean’s wagging tail, he’s part of the crew, Jeff and Gary, they’re loyal and true. The pool cues click, the cards are dealt, In this little tavern, there’s no one else. *Chorus* My tavern will go on, Through quizzes and pints, it’s never gone. Five pounds on Friday, the crowd’s alive, Saturday’s buzzing, we’re thriving and jive. San Miguel in hand, the staff’s the best, In Barnstaple’s tavern, we’re truly blessed. My tavern will go on, and on, and on… *Bridge* Near, far, wherever they are, The locals come, from near and far. The bar is warm, the laughter’s strong, In this little tavern, we all belong. Nicola’s love, it keeps me strong, With Sean by my side, we can’t go wrong. Jeff and Gary, they’re always here, With every pint, we conquer fear. *Chorus* My tavern will go on, Through quizzes and pints, it’s never gone. Five pounds on Friday, the crowd’s alive, Saturday’s buzzing, we’re thriving and jive. San Miguel in hand, the staff’s the best, In Barnstaple’s tavern, we’re truly blessed. My tavern will go on, and on, and on… *Outro* My tavern will go on, Through laughter and love, it’s never gone. With Nicola, Sean, Jeff, and Gary too, This little tavern’s a dream come true. My tavern will go on, and on, and on....

*Verse 1* Mike Jordan, walkin’ through the door, Mike Jordan, the man we all adore. He’s got a deck of cards and a quiz in hand, Runnin’ the best little tavern in the land. *Verse 2* Mike Jordan, poker on Monday night, Mike Jordan, the stakes are just right. He’s dealin’ the cards, with a grin so sly, And Sean’s by his feet, keepin’ an eye. *Chorus* Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, the tavern man, Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, he’s got the plan. With poker on Monday and quizzes on Tuesday night, He’s the heart of Barnstaple, keepin’ it tight! *Verse 3* Mike Jordan, Tuesday’s quiz night, Mike Jordan, the questions are just right. Teams are buzzin’, the pints are flowin’, And Mike’s the king of the tavern, always glowin’. *Verse 4* Mike Jordan, Saturday’s the night, Mike Jordan, chargin’ a fiver, that’s right. The music’s loud, the crowd’s alive, And Sean’s by his feet, keepin’ the vibe. *Chorus* Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, the tavern man, Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, he’s got the plan. With poker on Monday and quizzes on Tuesday night, He’s the heart of Barnstaple, keepin’ it tight! *Bridge* When the weekend comes, the place is packed, Mike’s at the bar, no detail lacks. With Sean by his side, the duo’s complete, The tavern’s the place where the town’s heartbeat. *Verse 5* Mike Jordan, with his mini-me Sean, Mike Jordan, the best host we’ve known. He’s got a laugh, a joke, a story to share, And the whole town knows he’s beyond compare. *Chorus* Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, the tavern man, Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, he’s got the plan. With poker on Monday and quizzes on Tuesday night, He’s the heart of Barnstaple, keepin’ it tight! *Outro* Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, the tavern man, Mike Jordan, oh-oh-oh, he’s got the plan. So raise your glass, let’s give a cheer, For Mike Jordan, the man we hold dear!

[Verse] The faucet’s dripping all through the night Buckets fill with guilt in pale moonlight The streets run wet but no gardens grow San Ángel whispers Where did it go [Verse 2] Sprinklers spin when it’s pouring rain Wide-open taps like an old refrain The river’s dry but the waste runs deep Dreams of the thirsty They sing in sleep [Chorus] Got no flow Got no soul San Ángel's thirst has taken its toll Where does it stop Where does it end If we keep losing what we won’t defend [Verse 3] Pipes burst proud under cracked asphalt But who’s to blame And who’s at fault The water’s voice is a sob and plea Begging for care Not apathy [Bridge] Gutters mimic a weeping sky Plastic bottles for wells run dry The cycle breaks The dam won’t mend How much is left that we can spend [Chorus] Got no flow Got no soul San Ángel's thirst has taken its toll Where does it stop Where does it end If we keep losing what we won’t defend

*(Verse 1)* Oh, poor little Neil, in the pond he would glide, But the ducks all sneered, said, “You’re ugly inside.” With his warty brown skin and his slow, clumsy crawl, Neil dreamed of a day he’d be loved by them all. *(Chorus)* But Neil grew older, and his dreams turned to dust, No swan in the making, just a slug in the mud. The ducks flew away, and the pond turned to sludge, Neil’s not a duckling—he’s an uglier slug. *(Verse 2)* One day by the shore, Neil met Lola the gull, Her feathers were silver, her voice beautiful. She soared through the sky with a laugh soft and sweet, And Neil fell in love at the sound of her feet. *(Chorus)* Oh, Neil grew hopeful, though his heart was still scarred, He dreamed Lola might love him, though life had been hard. But the world’s cruel and cold, and the pond’s turned to sludge, Neil’s not a duckling—he’s an uglier slug. *(Bridge)* He’d leave her small gifts—bits of seaweed and shell, And whisper his love where the seagulls would dwell. But Lola just laughed, with a glint in her eye, “You’re nothing but dinner,” she said with a sigh. *(Verse 3)* One fateful gray morning, as the tide rolled in, Neil crawled to the shore, where his love might begin. But Lola swooped down, with a hunger so cruel, And Neil’s final thought was, “At least I’m her fuel.” *(Final Chorus)* Oh, Neil’s life was fleeting, and his dreams turned to dust, No swan in the making, just a slug in the mud. Lola flew onward, and the pond turned to sludge, Neil’s not a duckling—he’s an uglier slug. *(Outro)* So here’s to poor Neil, who loved with his heart, A slug in the shadows, torn right apart. The tale of the duckling was never his fate, Just a love that was lost, and a cruel, bitter plate.