Year 1965 (MCMLXV) was a common year starting on Friday (link will display the full calendar) of the Gregorian calendar.
George Denis Patrick Carlin (May 12, 1937 – June 22, 2008) was an American stand-up comedian, social critic, satirist, actor and writer/author, who won five Grammy Awards for his comedy albums.
Carlin was noted for his black humor as well as his thoughts on politics, the English language, psychology, religion, and various taboo subjects. Carlin and his "Seven Dirty Words" comedy routine were central to the 1978 U.S. Supreme Court case F.C.C. v. Pacifica Foundation, in which a narrow 5–4 decision by the justices affirmed the government's power to regulate indecent material on the public airwaves.
The first of his fourteen stand-up comedy specials for HBO was filmed in 1977. In 1988, the 1990s and 2000s, Carlin's routines focused on socio-cultural criticism of modern American society. He often commented on contemporary political issues in the United States and satirized the excesses of American culture. His final HBO special, It's Bad for Ya, was filmed less than four months before his death.
Paul Harvey Aurandt (September 4, 1918 – February 28, 2009), better known as Paul Harvey, was an American radio broadcaster for the ABC Radio Networks. He broadcast News and Comment on weekday mornings and mid-days, and at noon on Saturdays, as well as his famous The Rest of the Story segments. His listening audience was estimated, at its peak, at 24 million people a week.Paul Harvey News was carried on 1,200 radio stations, 400 Armed Forces Network stations and 300 newspapers. His broadcasts and newspaper columns have been reprinted in the Congressional Record more than those of any other commentator.
The most noticeable features of Harvey's folksy delivery were his dramatic pauses and quirky intonations.
His success with sponsors stemmed from the seamlessness with which he segued from his monologue into reading commercial messages. He explained his relationship with them, saying "I am fiercely loyal to those willing to put their money where my mouth is."
The son of a policeman, Harvey made radio receivers as a young boy. He attended Tulsa Central High School where a teacher, Isabelle Ronan, was "impressed by his voice." On her recommendation, he started working at KVOO in Tulsa in 1933, when he was 14. His first job was helping clean up. Eventually he was allowed to fill in on the air, reading commercials and the news.
Here we fucking go
1965
That's when I was born
With my name Gene Ween, yes
Well, I was born in...
1965 and that is my year and my birthday
I was born at 5:30am, of course I was
Huh?
Well, I wasn't born to die
I've been forming in 1989 with Mean Ween and Dean Ween
Since 14-years ago
How does it feel to be born in 1965?
Cast aside in record time,
Our youth runs off like rain.
And you looked so lovely standing in your wedding dress,
That I was overcome.
Safe from time in black and white,
Faces shine like wine laid down.
And your voice was just like water in a crystal glass,
And mine made castles fall.
Was it all you'd waited for?
Cast your eyes to Southern skies,
In this place our time, how it's been forever
So we set ourselves aside, with our eyes left tender
Now turn your ears to the trumpets as they play tonight
The sound of horns is their trigger
I can't take this any longer
Waiting without an answer
You left me hoping with a faith
Let's get this process faster
Deliberation, take the innocence away
Is this battle being won, why are we here?
We're wasting our time
Bones dry, desiccating throughout history
War and war, humans die, for pride or just as human greed
I can't be part if this mess
I can't be part of this wreck
Now turn your ears to the trumpets as they play tonight
they destroy our world together while we praysend our
souls so far from heaven we drift away
but inside we cry out
there is nothing left for me
i know now i lost it all
live all my world forever while we pray
try to sell our souls in sevens and start a play
the time is the time now
i'll be your rope to pull you through
but nothing can stop us now
cause there's no dona just like you
we'll hang our heads together while we sway
we'll through our hands high up towards heaven and scream
hurray
somehow in some life i knew i belonged with you
1965. Je m'souviens d'une chanson
Et de deux anneaux d'or
Que nous portons encore
Et d'un petit garçon.
1965. Je n'me souviens pas bien
Qui de nous deux partait
Et la mort de mon chien.
Quelques années plus tard
On apprenait un soir
Qu'un chêne était brisé,
Qu'il n'avait pas plié,
Qu'il entrait dans l'histoire.
1900, juste après.
Je me souviens très bien
La couleur des volets,
Les parfums du jardin.
1970. Je me souviens d'avril,
Une femme aux yeux clairs,
Un voyage aux enfers,
Une année difficile.
1970, c'est la première fissure,
L'avocat, le Palais,
Et les lettres d'injures.
1976, c'est la mort de mon père
Et cette impression folle
Que ses dernières paroles
N'étaient pas les dernières.
1980 et les années qui suivent,
C'est la fuite en avant,
Le combat délirant
Des plus forts qui survivent.
C'est la fin d'une histoire,
La moitié d'une vie,
Vingt années qui s'égarent
Et les jours que j'oublie.
1965. Je m'souviens d'une chanson
Et de deux anneaux d'or
Que nous portons encore
Et d'un petit garçon.
- Dulli -
You walked in
Just like smoke
With a little come on, come on, come on
In your walk
Well, come on
I've been waitin'
Are you waitin?
For my move, well I'm makin' it
So tell me baby, can you shake it?
If I can move it with ya
Will you let me take it?
I'll be down on my knees
Screamin' take me, take me, take me, take me
I'm yours
I've never felt so out of control
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
Come on and do it to me
Don'tcha stop
Come on, come on
Come on little rabbit
Show me where you got it
''cause I know you got a habit