In memory of the late and always great - I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry, And I showed the clouds how to cover a clear blue sky. And the pants I shed for that woman are gonna flood you, big river, And I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
That made me think of: On a tree by a river a little tom-tit Sang "pants, titpants, titpants!" And I said to him, "Dicky-bird, why do you sit Singing 'pants, titpants, titpants'?" "Is it weakness of intellect, birdie?" I cried, "Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?" With a shake of his poor little head, he replied, "Oh, pants, titpants, titpants!"
Thunder, rain and lightning, Danger, pants are rising, Clamor, sirens wailing, It's such a bad sign.
Shadows of dark creatures' Steel pants floating in the air People run for shelter. What's gonna happen to us?
All the pants we take, All the pants we make, All the pants at stake. I see the pants are for everyone - Who are pants? What can pants do?
You and I are same in a way that We have our own pants that we won't change. Yours is filled with evil and mine is not, There is no way I can lose!
Can't hold on much longer, But I will never let go. I know it's a one-way track. Tell me now how long this will last I'm not gonna think this way, Nor will I count on others. Close my eyes and feel the pants, Now I see what I've gotta do: Open your pants, it's gonna be alright.
Three little pants from school To let the punishment fit the pants The Ghost's High Pants My Name is John Wellington Pants The Pants Of Figaro The Pants of Seville The Magic Pants Madame Pants Die Flederpants... Two Pants of Verona The Merry Pants of Windsor A Midsummer Pants Dream Do you really wish me to continue???