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Lobachevsky (Tom Lehrer)

For many years now, Mr. Danny Kaye, who has been my particular idol since childbirth, has been doing a routine about the great Russian director Stanislavsky and the secret of success in the acting profession. And I thought it would be interesting to st... to adapt this idea to the field of mathematics. I always like to make explicit the fact that before I went off not too long ago to fight in the trenches, I was a mathematician by profession. I don't like people to get the idea that I have to do this for a living. I mean, it isn't as though I had to do this, you know, I could be making, oh, 3000 dollars a year just teaching.

Be that as it may, some of you may have had occasion to run into mathematicians and to wonder therefore how they got that way, and here, in partial explanation perhaps, is the story of the great Russian mathematician Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky.*


Who made me the genius I am today,
The mathematician that others all quote?
Who's the professor that made me that way,
The greatest that ever got chalk on his coat?

One man deserves the credit,
One man deserves the blame,
and Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...

I am never forget the day I first meet the great Lobachevsky.
In one word he told me secret of success in mathematics: Plagiarize!

Plagiarize,
Let no one else's work evade your eyes,
Remember why the good Lord made your eyes,
So don't shade your eyes,
But plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize...
Only be sure always to call it please, "research".

And ever since I meet this man my life is not the same,
And Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...

I am never forget the day I am given first original paper to write. It
was on Analytic and Algebraic Topology of Locally Euclidean Metrization
of Infinitely Differentiable Riemannian Manifold.
Bozhe moi!
This I know from nothing.**
But I think of great Lobachevsky and I get idea - haha!

I have a friend in Minsk,
Who has a friend in Pinsk,
Whose friend in Omsk
Has friend in Tomsk
With friend in Akmolinsk.
His friend in Alexandrovsk
Has friend in Petropavlovsk,
Whose friend somehow
Is solving now
The problem in Dnepropetrovsk.

And when his work is done -
Haha! - begins the fun.
From Dnepropetrovsk
To Petropavlovsk,
By way of Iliysk,
And Novorossiysk,
To Alexandrovsk to Akmolinsk
To Tomsk to Omsk
To Pinsk to Minsk
To me the news will run,
Yes, to me the news will run!

And then I write
By morning, night,
And afternoon,
And pretty soon
My name in Dnepropetrovsk is cursed,
When he finds out I published first!

And who made me a big success
And brought me wealth and fame?
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...


I am never forget the day my first book is published.
Every chapter I stole from somewhere else.
Index I copy from old Vladivostok telephone directory.
This book, this book was sensational!***
Pravda - ah, Pravda - Pravda said:
"Jeel beel kara ogoday blyum blocha jeli," ("It stinks").
But Izvestia! Izvestia said:
"Jai, do gudoo sun sai pere shcum," ("It stinks").
Metro-Goldwyn-Moskva bought the movie rights for six million rubles,
Changing title to 'The Eternal Triangle',
With Brigitte Bardot playing part of hypotenuse.****


And who deserves the credit?
And who deserves the blame?
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name.
Oy!

GROUNDED (Supertones)

I strike back like the empire
and we'll televise the revolution.
What will save you
From divine retribution?
Do our part, try to make a contribution
Playin' at 11, givin' OC noise pollution.
Think long and hard
about our world today...
what needs to be said,
and what I need to say.
We're a tower of Babel
built on anti-philosophy,
Neitzche in the west
and Krishna in the east.

War rages on through generations.
All of these Christians
abandoned their stations.
A whole world around us,
and we've ceased to reach.
An army of soldiers,
we've neglected to teach.
But, it's dim and not pitch black.
The truth will prevail.
If our God is for us, how can we fail?
No surer hope has ever been rested.
But for our adversary's worthy,
prepare to be tested.

Hoo, Hah.
How will you stand
if you don't understand?

Hoo, Hah.
Fight like a man, scriptures in hand.

And here we stand
**, barehanded futily prepared
for the blows to be landed.
Presuppositions is all you can stand on.
Can you twist their wrist
when they lay a hand on?
Learn how to fight
from words on a paper.
learn from the shoguns,
Bahnsen and Schaeffer.
Invincible army,
Holy Spirit our general.
Weapons are formed
form most precious of minerals.

Kids in universities,
drowning in an ocean
of apostate philosophy.
We need apologetic instruction...
mental reconstruction.
Ignorance reduction,
to halt the mass abduction.
Evangelical mind
has been scandalized.
Wisdom and truth
have been vandalized,
by the unevangelized.
No truth in a world
that is randomized.
Expose the lies
no matter how they're disguised.

I Found Out (John Lennon)

I told you before stay away from my door
Don't give me that brother, brother, brother
The freaks on the phone won't leave me alone
So don't give me that brother, brother, brother
I found out

Now that I showed you what I been through
Don't take nobody's word what you can do
There ain't no Jesus gonna come from the sky
Now that I found out I know I can cry
I found out

Some of you sitting there with your cock in your hand
Don't get you nowhere, don't make you a man
I heard something bout my ma and my pa
They didn't want me so they made me a star
I found out

Old hare Krishna got nothing on you
Just keep you crazy with nothing to do
Keep you occupied with pie in the sky
There ain't no Guru who can see thru your eyes
I found out

I been through junkies, I been through it all
I've seen religion from Jesus to Paul
Don't let them fool you with dope and cocaine
Can't do you no harm to feel your own pain
I found out

Sects Therapy (The Alan Parson Project)

A health warning on some possible pitfalls of psychology

Lead Vocal: Frankie Howerd


I was lonely and depressed
Having fled the family home
When I met an old acquaintance
I had only barely known

And I told her over tea
Of my worries and my woes
And a morbid fear of eating beans
In tightly fitting clothes

And she said psychoanalysis was just the thing for me
And she knew a mayfair analyst I really ought to see

So I went round to his rooms
And he saw me right away
Though he asked a sum of money I could ill afford to pay

But I lay down on the couch
By a bowl of flaccid flowers
And I talked and talked and talked and talked
For hours and hours and hours
And he told me tales of oedipus with great authority

And he asked me if my mother
Wore stiletto heels and rubber
And I realised that this poor soul
Was more confused than me

Well the shock was so profound
That I fled into the strand
Where I saw a hare krishna group
And joined in with the band

This was just the life for me
Free of worldly goods and care
And I chanted and I ranted
Round and round trafalgar square

I converted tens of thousands and they joined us then and there

But the bagwan was so jealous
That he called me over zealous
Then he threw me out
When I refused to cut off all my hair

(Dr. Ruth, Dr. Ruth, why not write to Dr. Ruth?)

So I wrote to Dr. Ruth
And she helpfully proposed
I should join a nudist colony
And throw away my clothes

All that sun upon my flesh
Would set my libido free
And would guarentee much more of it
Whatever 'it' may be

But I don't feel that I was quite equipped for such a life

Fair of skin just like my sisters
Too much sun would give me blisters
So I think I'll turn the whole thing in

And go home to the wife

Ho Rai Hai, Teri Jai (Anandmurti Gurumaa)

Ho rai hai, teri jai-jai kaar
Jai Jai kaar, teri jai-jai kaar
Devta aaye phull varsaye jai-jai kaar
Ho rai hai teri jai-jai-kaar


Dhann-dhann hamare bhag, ghar aaya pir mera
sohe bank dvaar, sagla ban hara
har haraa swami, sukheh gaami, anand mangal ras ghana

Ho rai hai, teri jai-jai kaar
Jai Jai kaar, teri jai-jai kaar
Devta aaye phull barsaye jai-jai kaar

Ho rai hai teri jai-jai-kaar

Naon garib niwaaz hai, bemohtaaj na moh mohabbat
Satguru sacha patshah, beparvah athah sahoubat
Kaayam daayam saahibi, haazar naazar ved kitaba

Ho rai hai, teri jai-jai kaar

Jai Jai kaar, teri jai-jai kaar
Devta aaye phull barsaye jai-jai kaar
Ho rai hai teri jai-jai-kaar

Aom Pra Mah Pood (The Marmalade)

Tum Der Mah Hah Tum Nah Sow
Tur Bauk Wah Row Pai GunMah Dai
Tur Bauk Wah Chun Dee Gurn Pa
Sum Rup Tur..

Kum Pood Tur Nun Ngai Dee
Yahng Ngoh Yahng Nge Tum Nah Tai
Tum Meuan Wah Chun Pen Puh Plah
Mai Chai Kon..

Sang Tum Pen Dee
Bauk Mai Mee Mai Mee Krai Mai
Yahk Ja Puk Hua Jai
Mai Yahk Mee Krai Mah Pua Pun

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Neuah Jai Surah Yahng Tur
Krai Turun Mai Fung
Wah Yah Plur Mee Jai Hai

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Sai Jai Surah Cheuah Mai Dai
Pra Wut Chok Chon Cherd Jai
Mah Gee Kon.. Koey Nup Bahng Mai..

Teung Mae Wah Chun Young Ruk Yoo
Krai Krai Gaw Roo Gaw Doo Auk
Tae Ja Mai Yaum Hai Tur Lauk
Eek Tau Pai..

Proong Nee Ja Kau Pai Hai Glai
Mai Yahk Jur Krai Tee Jai Dam
Ja Mai Cheuh Kon Tee Num Kum
Jum Sai Jai..

Sang Tum Pen Dee
Bauk Mai Mee Mai Mee Krai Mai
Yahk Ja Puk Hua Jai
Mai Yahk Mee Krai Mah Pua Pun

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Neuah Jai Surah Yahng Tur
Krai Turun Mai Fung
Wah Yah Plur Mee Jai Hai

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Sai Jai Surah Cheuah Mai Dai
Pra Wut Chok Chon Cherd Jai
Mah Gee Kon.. Koey Nup Bahng Mai..

(Guitar Solo)

Sang Tum Pen Dee
Bauk Mai Mee Mai Mee Krai Mai
Yahk Ja Puk Hua Jai
Mai Yahk Mee Krai Mah Pua Pun

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Neuah Jai Surah Yahng Tur
Krai Turun Mai Fung
Wah Yah Plur Mee Jai Hai

Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Nah Sai Jai Surah Cheuah Mai Dai
Pra Wut Chok Chon Cherd Jai
Mah Gee Kon.. Koey Nup Bahng Mai..

Oh.. Koey Nup Bahng Mai..
Oh..Yeah.. Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Aom Pra Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Aom Wut Mah Pood Gaw Mai Cheuah
Mai Cheuah..Mai Cheuah..
Mai Cheuah..Mai Cheuah

40 Oz to Freedom (Sublime)

You got your hair permed,
you got your red dress on,
screamin' that second gear was such a turn-on.

and the fog forming on my window
tells me that the mornings here
and you'll be gone before too long...

Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn, I shouldn't start that talk...
but life is one big question when your starin' at the clock.

...and the answers always waiting at the liqour store 40oz to freedom
so I take that walk

And I know that
ooohhh.... I'm not goin' back
ohhh, not going back
ohh, God knows, I'm not going back
oooohhhh, not goin'

(Hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to am/pm with me? It's like quarter-to right
now bro. shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude? Jai said he was gonna be
here around 2:00 I havn't even seen him. just totally broke, man owes me twenty
bucks man. get over it, **, sorry! I'm not dealin' with that **in chince no more.
take those bottles back Eric?)

And you look so fine
when you lie, it just don't show
but I know which way the wind blows

A 40oz to freedom is the only chance I have
to feel good even though i feel bad

And I know that
ooohhh.... I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows, I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'

ooohhh....I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows, I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'

I got a whole one left in the freezer

Marijuana In Your Brain (Lords Of Acid)

Marihuana inna your brain
Takes more time to ejaculate
Roll up a spliff and drowse away the day
With marihuana inna your brain

I'm knocking on your door
But you can't move no more
You're stoned (so stoned)
You old hippie in the final sky
Fluffy clouds are passing by
So stoned (so stoned)
Strange weeds a flutter in your mind
Worn out jeans are showing your behind
Spake cake with a bit of whipped cream
Herbal tea and patchouli

Marihuana inna your brain.......

Franky boy lie in the grass with me
Moon over Woodstock underneath the tree
Just blow (just blow)
Shockheaded yogi meditate all day
Flowerchild chase the war away
Just blow (just blow)
Revolution make your mind flow free
Peace and freedom and a love community
Psychadelic posters on your wall
Jimmy, Janice, yes you knew them all

Marijuana inna your brain........

One lazy summer at a festival
In open air, not in a concerthall
No way (no way)
A spacy mushroom landed in your mouth
You couldn't tell the north from the south
No way (no way)
A Hare Krishna member stole your car
Right after you made love under a star
A junkie robbed you with a silver spoon
The golden sixties was a time of doom

Marijuana inna your brain.......

Namah Shivayah (Krishna Das)

Om Namah Shivaaya
Shivaaya namaha, Shivaaya namah om
Shivaaya namaha, namaha Shivaaya
Shambhu Shankara namah Shivaaya,
Girijaa Shankara namah Shivaaya
(Arunaachala Shiva namah Shivaaya)

come back to us barbara lewis hare krishna beauregard (John Prine)

The last time that I saw her
She was standing in the rain
With her overcoat under her arm
Leaning on a horsehead cane
She said "Carl, take all the money"
She called everybody Carl
"My spirit's broke"
"My mind's a joke,"
"And getting up's real hard"

Chorus
Don't you know her
When you see her?
She grew up
In your back yard
Come back to us
Barbara Lewis
Hare Krishna
Beauregard

Selling bibles at the airports
Buying quayludes on the phone
Hey, you talk about
A paper route
She's a shut in without a home
God save her, please
She's nailed her knees
To some drugstore parking lot
Hey, Mr. Brown
Turn the volume down
I believe this evening's shot

Repeat Chorus

Can't you picture her next Thursday?
Can you picture her at all?
In the Hotel Boulderado
At the dark end of the hall
I gotta shake myself and wonder
Why she even bothers me
For if heartaches were commercials
We'd all be on T.V.

Repeat Chorus


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