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Post by DavidMc on Aug 25, 2008 19:14:34 GMT -6
What I like about this thread, is you can just chill out and share what you're listening too!
I love this Beatles Song because it just expresses everything!
I 've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside Oh yeah, Oh yeah. (that's right.) I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide Oh no. no. Oh no! Oh no. Yeah! Yeah! I've got a feeling. Yeah!
Oh please believe me, I'd hate to miss the train Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah. And if you leave me I won't be late again Oh no, oh no, oh no. Yeah Yeah I've got a feeling, yeah. I got a feeling.
All these years I've been wandering around, Wondering how come nobody told me All that I was looking for was somebody Who looked like you.
I've got a feeling that keeps me on my toes Oh yeah, Oh yeah. I've got a feeling, I think that everybody knows. Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah. Yeah! Yeah! I've got a feeling. Yeah!
Ev'rybody had a hard year. Ev'rybody had a good time. Ev'rybody had a wet dream. Ev'rybody saw the sunshine. Oh yeah, Oh yeah. Oh Yeah. Ev'rybody had a good year. Ev'rybody let their hair down. Ev'rybody pulled their socks up. (yeah.) Ev'rybody put their foot down. Oh yeah. Yeah! WOOOOHOO!
repeat with both parts.
[Oh my soul...it's so hard.]
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Post by anirbas on Aug 29, 2008 17:15:21 GMT -6
"When I See You Smile"
[originally performed by Bad English lyrics by Diane Warren]
Sometimes I wonder If I'd ever make it through Through this world without having in you I just wouldn't have a clue Cause sometimes it seems Like this world's closing in on me And there's no way of breaking free And then I see you reach for me Sometimes I wanna give up Wanna give in I wanna quit the fight And then I see you baby And everything's alright Everything's alright When I see you smile I can face the world Oh you know I can do anything When I see you smile I see a ray of light Oh I see it shining right through the rain When I see you smile Baby when I see you smile at me Oh yeah Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do What the touch of your hand can do It's like nothing that I ever knew Hey And when the rain is falling I don't feel it Cause you're here with me now I wanna ask you baby It's all Ill ever need All I'll ever need When I see you smile I can face the world Oh you know I can do anything When I see you smile I see a ray of light Oh I see it shining right through the rain When I see you smile baby Baby when I see you smile at me Sometimes I wanna give up I wanna give in I wanna quit the fight Then one look at you baby And everything's alright Hey everything's alright It's alright When I see you smile I can face the world Oh you know I can do anything When I see you smile I see a ray of light Oh I see it shining right through the rain Yeah When I see you smile Yeah I can face the world Oh you know I can do anything now When I see you smile Oh yeah Baby when I see you smile Smile at me
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Post by glenn on Sept 11, 2008 11:25:33 GMT -6
Lay My Love by Brian Eno
I am the crow of desperation I need no fact or validation I span relentless variation I scramble in the dust of a failing nation I was concealed Now I am stirring And I have waited for this time. I am the termite of temptation
I multiply and find my population I am the wheel I am the turning And I will lay my love around you.
I am the sea of permutation I live beyond interpretation I scramble all the names and the combinations I penetrate the walls of explanation I am the will I am the burning And I will lay my love around you.
I am the will I am the yearning And I will lay my love around you.
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Post by glenn on Sept 11, 2008 11:28:54 GMT -6
Couldn't find that particular song on youtube, but here is a link to one of Eno's songs that might be worth a look: www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDHy5daoFBEQuite an interesting fellow, Brian Eno.
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Post by DavidMc on Oct 7, 2008 8:00:35 GMT -6
Backwater - Brian Eno
Backwater Were sailing at the edges of time Backwater Were drifting at the waterline Oh were floating in the coastal waters You and me and the porters daughters Ooh what to do not a sausage to do And the shorter of the porters daughters Dips her hand in the deadly waters Ooh what to do in a tiny canoe
Black water There were six of us but now we are five Were all talking To keep the conversation alive There was a senator from ecuador Who talked about a meteor That crashed on a hill in the south of peru And was found by a conquistador Who took it to the emperor And he passed it on to a turkish guru.
His daughter Was slated for becoming divine He taught her He taught her how to split and define But if you study the logistics And heuristics of the mystics You will find that their minds rarely move in a line So its much more realistic To abandon such ballistics And resign to be trapped on a leaf in a vine.
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Post by DavidMc on Oct 18, 2008 12:59:40 GMT -6
Totally nonsensable lyrics in the middle of the greatest album ever made ... This is GREAT POETRY ... as the music is SO good they could be singing the telephone directory
(Lennon: We'll listen to that now. He he he. Oh, look out!) (Possibly McCartney: Linda Eastman)
She came in through the bathroom window Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wanders By the banks of her own lagoon
Didn't anybody tell her? Didn't anybody see? Sunday's on the phone to Monday, Tuesday's on the phone to me
She said she'd always been a dancer She worked at 15 clubs a day And though she thought I knew the answer Well I knew but I could not say.
And so I quit the police department And got myself a steady job And though she tried her best to help me She could steal but she could not rob.
Didn't anybody tell her? Didn't anybody see? Sunday's on the phone to Monday, Tuesday's on the phone to me Oh yeah.
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Post by anirbas on Nov 4, 2008 7:01:31 GMT -6
Seether-Fake It lyrics.
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all, The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self esteem along the way. Yeah.
Good God, You're coming up with reasons. Good God, You're dragging it out. Good God, it's the changing of the seasons. I feel so raped. SO FOLLOW ME DOWN.
And just fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, if you don't belong here. Fake it, if you feel like infection . Woah, You're such a fuckin' hypocrite.
And you should know that the lies won't hide your flaws. No sense in hiding all of yours. You gave up on your dreams along the way. Yeah.
Good God, You're coming up with reasons. Good God, You're dragging it out. Good God, it's the changing of the seasons. I feel so raped. SO FOLLOW ME DOWN.
And just fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, if you don't belong here. Fake it, if you feel like infection. Woah, You're such a fuckin' hypocrite.
Woah, Woah.
I can fake with the best of anyone. I can fake with the best of 'em all. I can fake with the best of anyone. I can fake it all.
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all, The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self esteem along the way. Yeah.
Good God, You're coming up with reasons. Good God, You're dragging it out. Good God, it's the changing of the seasons. I feel so raped. MAN FOLLOW ME DOWN.
And just fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, if you don't belong here. Fake it, if you feel like infection. Woah, You're such a fuckin' hypocrite.
Fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, if you don't belong here. Fake it, if you feel like infection. Woah, You're such a fuckin' hypocrite.
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Post by anirbas on Nov 5, 2008 9:06:21 GMT -6
"It's Not My Time" as performed by 3 Doors Down songwriters: Brad Arnold; Todd Harrell; Chris Henderson; Matt Roberts.
Looking back at the beginning of this And how life was Just you and me loving all of our friends Living life like an ocean But now the current's only pulling me down It’s getting harder too breath It won’t be to long and I will be going under Can you save me from this?
Cause it’s not my time I'm not going There's a fear in me it’s not showing This could be the end of me And everything I know Oh but I won’t go
I look ahead to all the plans that we made And the dreams that we had I'm in a world that tries to take them away Oh but I'm taking them back Cause all of this time I've just been too blind to understand What should matter to me My friends this life we live, it’s not what we have It’s what we believe in
Cause it’s not my time I'm not going There's a fear in me but it’s not showing This could be the end of me And everything I know But it’s not my time I'm not going There's a will in me and now I know that This could be the end of me And everything I know Oh but I won’t go I won’t go
There might be more than you believe (There might be more than you believe) There might be more than you can see
But it’s not my time I'm not going There's a fear in me it’s not showing This could be the end of me And everything I know But it’s not my time I'm not going There's a will in me and now it’s gonna show This could be the end of me And everything I know Oh
There might be more than you believe (There might be more than you believe) There might be more than you can see
But I won’t go No I won’t go down Yeah
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Post by glenn on Nov 12, 2008 16:21:19 GMT -6
A Sense of Wonder by Van Morrison I walked in my greatcoat Down through the days of the leaves. No before after, yes after before We were shining our light into the days of blooming wonder In the eternal presence, in the presence of the flame.
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision bright Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.
On and on and on and on we kept singing our song Over Newtonards and Comber, Gransha and the Ballystockart road. With Boffyflow and Spike I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and Felicity Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green.
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision bright Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.
It’s easy to describe the leaves in the autumn And it’s oh so easy in the spring But down through January and February it’s a very different thing.
On and on and on, through the winter of our discontent. When the wind blows up the collar and the ears are frostbitten too I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and what it means to you and me You may call my love Sophia, but I call my love Philosophy.
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.
Wee Alfie at the Castle Picturehouse on the Castlereagh road.
Whistling on the corner next door where He kept Johnny Mack Brown’s horse. O solo mio by McGimsey And the man who played the saw Outside the city hall. Pastie suppers down at Davey’s chipper Gravy rings, barmbracks Wagon wheels, snowballs.
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Post by glenn on Nov 17, 2008 11:28:35 GMT -6
Dante's Prayer by Loreena McKennitt
When the dark wood fell before me And all the paths were overgrown When the priests of pride say there is no other way I tilled the sorrows of stone
I did not believe because I could not see Though you came to me in the night When the dawn seemed forever lost You showed me your love in the light of the stars
Cast your eyes on the ocean Cast your soul to the sea When the dark night seems endless Please remember me
Then the mountain rose before me By the deep well of desire From the fountain of forgiveness Beyond the ice and the fire
Cast your eyes on the ocean Cast your soul to the sea When the dark night seems endless Please remember me
Though we share this humble path, alone How fragile is the heart Oh! give these clay feet wings to fly To touch the face of the stars
Breathe life into this feeble heart Lift this mortal veil of fear Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears We'll rise above these earthly cares
Cast your eyes on the ocean Cast your soul to the sea When the dark night seems endless Please remember me...
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Post by glenn on Dec 11, 2008 15:47:39 GMT -6
Last Train by Arlo Guthrie
I want to hop on the last train in the station Won't need to get yourself prepared When you're on that last train to glory You'll know you're reasonably there
Maybe you ain't walked on any highway You've just been flyin' in the air But if you're on that last train to glory You'll know you've paid your fare
Maybe you've been lying down in the jailhouse Maybe you've been hungry and poor Maybe your ticket on the last train to glory Is the stranger whose been sleeping on your floor
I ain't a man of constant sorrow I ain't seen trouble all day long We are only passengers on the last train to glory That will soon be long, long gone
I want to hop on the last train in the station Won't need to get yourself prepared When you're on the last train to glory You'll know you're reasonably there
©1973 Howard Beach Music, Inc. (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Post by anirbas on Jan 10, 2009 15:57:09 GMT -6
All Night Long by The Eagles
We get up early and we work all day We put our time in 'cause we like to stay up All night long
We keep on grinnin' till the weekend comes Just a pinch between your cheek and gum All night long, all night long
Start in the morning and get the job done Take care of bus'ness and we have some fun All night long, all night long
We like a long neck and a good old song Turn it up and then we sing along Sing along We're all stayin' up all night long
All night long All night long All night long All night long
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Post by glenn on Jan 11, 2009 15:05:05 GMT -6
"The Boy In The Well" by REM
Look at this, it's me, walking away. Look at you drowning, on display. Every time I've dropped by, I've tried to say The water is rising. You don't want to stay.
It's that sinking feeling you know what it's bringing on. You might as well say it, I see it, I feel it. This town is going wrong. It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed It's beautiful I'd like for them to take me on ...
The track mall gang went off On the Tennessee goth a lunar moth, You chrysalis and flail. The water is rising you try to rappel. A rousing cheer for the boy in the well.
It's that sinking feeling you know what it's bringing on. You might as well say it, I see it, I feel it. This town is going wrong. It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed It's beautiful I'd like for them to take me on ...
Here is where I look back. Here is where you fell. This is where I got up, Shaking off my tail This is where your rope trick Started to look stale. A greyhound pass for the boy in the well.
It's that sinking feeling You know what it's bringing on I might as well say it. I see it, I feel it This town is going wrong. It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed It's beautiful I'd like for them to take me on
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed It's beautiful I'd like for them to take me on
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Post by glenn on Jan 11, 2009 15:08:21 GMT -6
Shadows by Gordon Lightfoot
Let me reach out love and touch you Let me hold you for awhile I've been all around the world Oh how I long to see you smile There's a shadow on the moon And the waters here below Do not shine the way they should And I love you just in case you didn't know
Let it go, Let it happen like it happened once before It's a wicked wind And it chills me to the bone And if you do not believe me Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door
Won't you lie down by me, baby Run your fingers through my hands I've been all around the town And still I do not understand Is it me or is it you Or the shadow of a dream Is it wrong to be in love Could it be the finest love I've ever seen
Set it free, Let it happen like it happened once before It's a wicked wind And it chills me to the bone And if you do not believe me Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door
Please kiss me gently darlin' Where the river runs away From the mountains in the springtime On a blue and windy day When there's beauty all around As the shades of night grow deep As the morning stars grow dim They will find us in the shadows fast asleep
Let it go, Let it happen like it happened once before It's a wicked wind And it chills me to the bone And if you do not believe me Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door
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Post by anirbas on Jan 15, 2009 8:09:13 GMT -6
~Lucky-Jason Mraz featuring Colbie Caillat
(Jason) Do you hear me, I’m talking to you Across the water across the deep blue ocean Under the open sky, oh my, baby I’m trying
(Colbie) Boy I hear you in my dreams I feel your whisper across the sea I keep you with me in my heart You make it easier when life gets hard
(Both) I’m lucky I’m in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Ooohh, ooooh, oooh, oooh, Oooh ooh ooh ooh
(Both) They don’t know how long it takes Waiting for a love like this Every time we say goodbye I wish we had one more kiss I’ll wait for you I promise you, I will
(Both) I’m lucky I’m in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Lucky we’re in love every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday
(Jason) And so I’m sailing through the sea To an island where we’ll meet You’ll hear the music fill the air I’ll put a flower in your hair
(Colbie) Though the breezes through trees Move so pretty you’re all I see As the world keeps spinning round You hold me right here right now
(Both) I’m lucky I’m in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again I’m lucky we’re in love every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday
Ooohh, ooooh, oooh, oooh, Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooooh, ooooh, oooh, oooh, Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
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Post by glenn on Jan 15, 2009 16:27:23 GMT -6
Laughing by David Crosby
I thought I met a man who said he knew a man who knew what was going on but I was mistaken it was only another stranger that I knew
And I thought that I'd found the light to guide me through my nights and all my darkness I was mistaken it was only reflections of a shadow that I saw
And I thought I'd seen someone who seemed at last to know the truth I was mistaken it was only a child laughing in the sun
Ah, laughing in the sun
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Post by glenn on Jan 21, 2009 14:57:19 GMT -6
Alejate as sung by Josh Grobin (with translation)
Jamás sentí en el alma tanto amor Y nadie más que tu me amó Por ti reí y llore Renací también Lo que tuve di Por tenerte aquí
I never felt in my soul so much love And nobody - only you - loved me For you, I laughed and cried I was reborn too What I had, I gave To have you here
Ya sé que despedirnos es mejor Sufriendo pagaré mi error Ya nada será igual Lo tengo que aceptar Y hallar la fuerza en mi para este adiós
I know saying farewell is best Suffering, I will pay my mistake Nothing will be the same I have to admit And find the strength in me for this goodbye
Chorus:
Aléjate No puedo mas Ya no hay manera de volver el tiempo atrás Olvídate de mi Y déjame seguir A solas con mi soledad
Go far I can't take it anymore There is no way to go back in time Forget me And let me go on being alone with my solitude
Aléjate Ya dime adiós Y me resignaré a seguir sin tu calor Y jamás entenderé Que fue lo que pasó Si nada puedo hacer Aléjate
Go far Say goodbye already And I will resign to go on without your warmth and I will never understand What happened If there's nothing I can do Go far
No voy a arrepentirme del ayer Amándote y ser mujer Por el amor aquel Por serte siempre fiel Hoy tengo que ser fuerte y aprender
I won't regret yesterday Loving you and being a woman For that love For being faithful Today I must be strong and learn
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Post by glenn on Feb 4, 2009 16:44:59 GMT -6
Heard this song on the last CD by Solas. It is a cover of a Rickie Lee Jones' Sailor Song:
Oh, the ship I'm on Time is what I ride Forty winds, the captain and the tide Oh, a sailor boy Stole me from my home And this sea of joy Is the only life I've known
I could fly away I could fly away But I take the sea For stranger days than these
A salty dog Is caught up on the reef And the bottom of the sea She kisses in relief
She could fly away She could fly away But she takes the sea For stranger days than these
You trade your life When something comes for you And you bury the knife Between the lies and truth
You could fly away You could fly away But you take the sea For stranger days than these And I take the sea For stranger days than these Stranger days......
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Post by glenn on Feb 5, 2009 16:04:02 GMT -6
an old song (very old): 4A: Lady Isabel and the Elf Knight4A.1 FAIR lady Isabel sits in her bower sewing, Refrain: Aye as the gowans grow gay There she heard an elf-knight blawing his horn. Refrain: The first morning in May 4A.2 ‘If I had yon horn that I hear blawing, And yon elf-knight to sleep in my bosom.’ 4A.3 This maiden had scarcely these words spoken, Till in at her window the elf-knight has luppen. 4A.4 ‘It’s a very strange matter, fair maiden,’ said he, ‘I canna blaw my horn but ye call on me. 4A.5 ‘But will ye go to yon greenwood side? If ye canna gang, I will cause you to ride.’ 4A.6 He leapt on a horse, and she on another, And they rode on to the greenwood together. 4A.7 ‘Light down, light down, lady Isabel,’ said he, We are come to the place where ye are to die. 4A.8 ‘Hae mercy, hae mercy, kind sir, on me, Till ance my dear father and mother I see.’ 4A.9 ‘Seven king’s-daughters here hae I slain, And ye shall be the eight o them.’ 4A.10 ‘O sit down a while, lay your head on my knee, That we may hae some rest before that I die.’ 4A.11 She stroakd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep, Wi a sma charm she lulld him fast asleep. 4A.12 Wi his ain sword-belt sae fast as she ban him, Wi his ain dag-durk sae sair as she dang him. 4A.13 ‘If seven king’s-daughters here ye hae slain, Lye ye here, a husband to them a’.’ source: www.sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch004.htm
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Post by glenn on Feb 7, 2009 12:56:30 GMT -6
The Braes of Yarrow (traditional)
I dreamed a dreary dream this night, That fills my heart wi sorrow; I dreamed I was pouing the heather green Upon the braes of Yarrow. O true-love mine, stay still and dine, As ye ha done before, O; O I’ll be hame by hours nine, And frae the braes of Yarrow. I dreamed a dreary dream this night, That fills my heart wi sorrow; I dreamed my luve came headless hame, O frae the braes of Yarrow! O true-luve mine, stay still and dine, As ye ha done before, O; O I’ll be hame by hours nine, And frae the braes of Yarrow. O are ye going to hawke, she says, As ye ha done before, O? Or are ye going to weild your brand, Upon the braes of Yarrow? O I am not going to hawke, he says, As I have done before, O, But for to meet your brother John, Upon the braes of Yarrow, As he gade down yon dowy den, Sorrow went him before, O; Nine well-wight men lay waiting him, Upon the braes of Yarrow. I have your sister to my wife, Ye think me an unmeet marrow; But yet one foot will I never flee Now frae the braes of Yarrow. Than four he killd and five did wound, That was an unmeet marrow! And he had weel nigh wan the day Upon the braes of Yarrow. Bot a cowardly loon came him behind, Our Lady lend him sorrow! And wi a rappier pierced his heart, And laid him low on Yarrow. Now Douglas to his sister’s gane, Wi meikle dule and sorrow: Gae to your luve, sister, he says, He’s sleeping sound on Yarrow. As she went down yon dowy den, Sorrow went her before, O; She saw her true-love lying slain Upon the braes of Yarrow. She swoond thrice upon his breist That was her dearest marrow; Said, Ever alace and wae the day Thou wentst frae me to Yarrow! She kist his mouth, she kaimed his hair, As she had done before, O ; She wiped the blood that trickled doun Upon the braes of Yarrow. Her hair it was three quarters lang, It hang baith side and yellow; She tied it round her white hause-bane, And tint her life on Yarrow.
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Post by glenn on Feb 21, 2009 12:30:51 GMT -6
Speedway at Nazareth by Mark Knopfler
After two thousand came two thousand and one To be the new champions we were there for to run From springtime in Arizona 'til the fall in Monterey And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way
Was at Phoenix in the morning I had a wake-up call She went around without a warning put me in the wall I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May
Well the Brickyard's there to crucify anyone who will not learn I climbed the mountain to qualify went flat through the turn But I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried
Well, we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Belle Isle Then it was on to Portland, Oregon for the G.I. Joe And I'd blown off almost everyone when my motor let go
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt Those walls from mid-Ohio to Toronto they hurt So we came to Road America where we burned up the lake But at the Speedway at Nazareth I made no mistake
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Post by glenn on Feb 22, 2009 14:14:57 GMT -6
Here's one for Sabrina:
Tornado Time in Texas by Guy Clark
well, the sky was blacker than a funeral suit hotter than a depot stove hide in the cellar here comes Amarillo blowin' down the road
ya got yer hail stones big as hen eggs, boy yer clouds as green as can be old Mother Nature's raisin' hell she parked a pickup in a tree
tornado time in Texas take the paint right off of your barn tornado time in Texas blow the tattoo off your arm
well, when pigs fly...no, I mean really fly you can bet that it's blowin' hard Uncle Clarence was sittin' in the outhouse now he's sittin' in the yard Granny's got the barn cat under her arm she's got a dish pan over her head Daddy's countin' kids, four, five, six, better bring a loaf of bread
tornado time in Texas take the paint right off of your barn tornado time in Texas blow the tattoo off your arm
hidin' in the cellar with the cannin' jars sounds like a train up top hold your breath and peek outside to see what we ain't got it'll take your wheat, it'll take your corn even take your cotton balls suck Red River just as dry as a bone dump it on Wichitaw Falls
tornado time in Texas take the paint right off of your barn tornado time in Texas blow the tattoo off of your arm
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Post by anirbas on Apr 24, 2009 22:44:24 GMT -6
~Follow You Home-Nickleback
"Well you can dig me up a grave And try and stick me in the ground Well you can tie me to the bed And try and beat me half to death But you can never keep me down Well you can stick me in a hole And you can pray all day for rain You can shoot me in the leg Just to try to make me beg And you can leave me there for days
[CHORUS] And I'll stay alive Just to follow you home And I will survive 'Cause you're my Mississippi Princess You're my California Queen Like the Duchess of Detroit And every city in between You can slap me in the face You can scream profanity Leave me here to die alone but I'll still follow you home I'll still follow you home
You can make a couple calls And tell your brothers I'm in town Put a bounty on my head And tell my parents that I'm dead And hope to hell I'm never found You can steal me the keys To your daddy's Cadillac You can tamper with the brakes Call it a mistake And pray I'm never coming back
[CHORUS]
You can dig me up a grave And try and stick me in the ground You can tie me to the bed And try and beat me half to death But you can never keep me down
And I will survive 'Cause you're my Mississippi Princess You're my California Queen Like the Duchess of Detroit And every city in between You can slap me in the face You can scream profanity Leave me here to die alone but I'll still follow you home I'll still follow you home"
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Post by anirbas on Apr 24, 2009 22:46:56 GMT -6
roflmao...I mean cackling...just caught your last one, Glenn!!!!!!! woo-hoo...Feb 22...it has been a while since I kept up with this place... note to self: keep up with this place...gglggl...
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Post by DavidMc on Apr 26, 2009 11:51:10 GMT -6
"Me And Mr Jones (Fuckery)" Amy Winehouse
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick) You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls) You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself) Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we? Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me) I might let you make it up to me (make it up) Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you? Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew But I could swear that we were through (we were through) I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do
Mr Destiny 9 and 14 Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's Me and Mr JOnes (Me and Mr Jones)
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Post by DavidMc on Apr 26, 2009 11:59:43 GMT -6
"Me And Mr Jones (Fuckery)" Amy Winehouse
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick) You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls) You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself) Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we? Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me) I might let you make it up to me (make it up) Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you? Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew But I could swear that we were through (we were through) I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do
Mr Destiny 9 and 14 Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's Me and Mr JOnes (Me and Mr Jones)
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Post by glenn on Apr 26, 2009 13:33:20 GMT -6
Anna by Antje Duvekot
Anna stares out of the window It's her eighty-fifth spring She tries to concentrate on something Her face is strained and she's confused At the walls in this room And all the strangers standing around her chair They brought her photographs in frames They are using her name But she just smiles politely at their embrace And Anna introduces herself again A man picks up her hand And says, "Anna, look, the spring has come" And your carousel is waiting
It's 1925 in New Orleans You are in your favorite dress Your brother is at your dad's hand And you're on your way to the Harborfest There will be apples on sticks and fish stands And you'll get to wave at the passing ships And your daddy will buy you something At the end
And Anna tries to form a thought But at the end she's forgotten where she started from There's something she would like to say But the words in her head seem to have got away Can Anna come out and play And over all that is inside her A curtain is closing in her deep brown eyes Well it's like someone's built a wall And through the very last cracks Anna extends her hand and a little girl calls "Please don't let me fall"
It's 1925 in New Orleans You are in your favorite dress Your brother is at your dad's hand And you're on your way to the Harborfest There will be apples on sticks and fish stands And you'll get to wave at the passing ships And your daddy will buy you something At the end
Well there's so much you must have witnessed As the whole world changed, child At the onset of the Jazz Age And it was long before Elvis And rock and roll They told you, "There will be music You just wait"
It's 1925 in New Orleans You are in your favorite dress Your brother is at your dad's hand And you're on your way to the Harborfest There will be apples on sticks and fish stands And you'll get to wave at the passing ships And your daddy will buy you something At the end
What do you think of it all As you are so small Under your blanket here in this hospital I love you Tell your bones not to let go But your heart is beating slowly now The spring has come But one small leaf was falling, falling, falling
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Post by glenn on May 4, 2009 13:34:14 GMT -6
Silvertown Blues by Mark Knopfler
On Silvertown way the cranes stand high Quiet and gray against the still of the sky They won't quit and lay down though the action has died They watch the new game in town on the Blackwall side
From the poisonous drains a vision appears A new circle of cranes, a new reason to be here A big silver dome rising up into the dawn Above the church and the homes where all the silver is gone
If I had a bucket of gold, what would I do? I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues Going down in Silvertown Down in Silvertown Going down in Silvertown Down in Silvertown
A silver dawn steals over the docks A truck with no wheels up on the cinderblocks Men with no dreams around a fire in a drum Scrap metal schemes rusted over and done
If I had a bucket of gold, silver would do I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues And I'm going down in Down in Silvertown Going down in Silvertown Down in Silvertown
When you're standing on thin and dangerous ice You can knock and walk in for citizens' advice They'll tell you where you can turn, where you can go There's nothing they can tell me I don't already know
If I had a bucket of gold, silver would do I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues And I'm going down in Down in Silvertown Going down in Silvertown Down in Silvertown
From the Caning Town train I see a billboard high There's a big silver plane rising up into the sky And I can make out the words "Seven flights every day." Says six of those birds are bound for JFK
If I had a bucket of gold, what would I do? I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues And I'm going down in Down in Silvertown Going down in Silvertown Down in Silvertown
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Post by anirbas on May 26, 2009 13:00:08 GMT -6
~The Climb by Miley Cyrus
I can almost see it That dream I'm dreaming but There's a voice inside my head sayin, You'll never reach it, Every step I'm taking, Every move I make feels Lost with no direction My faith is shaking but I Got to keep trying Got to keep my head held high
There's always going to be another mountain I'm always going to want to make it move Always going to be an uphill battle, Sometimes you going to have to lose, Ain't about how fast I get there, Ain't about what's waiting on the other side It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing, The chances I'm taking Sometimes they knock me down but No I'm not breaking The pain I'm knowing But these are the moments that I'm going to remember most yeah Just got to keep going And I, I got to be strong Just keep pushing on,
There's always going to be another mountain I'm always going to want to make it move Always going to be an uphill battle, Sometimes you going to have to lose, Ain't about how fast I get there, Ain't about what's waiting on the other side It's the climb
There's always going to be another mountain I'm always going to want to make it move Always going to be an uphill battle, Sometimes you're going to have to lose, Ain't about how fast I get there, Ain't about what's waiting on the other side It's the climb
Keep on moving Keep climbing Keep the faith baby It's all about It's all about The climb Keep the faith Keep your faith
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oh, my stars...I'm so anti-bubblegum pop, it's hilarious, but I just looked up these lyrics I've fallen in love with the past couple of days hearing them on the radio and found out it's Miley Cyrus singing the song!!!!!!!! lol
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Post by anirbas on Jun 8, 2009 9:53:23 GMT -6
Bad Things lyrics by Jace Everett
When you came in the air went out And every shadow filled up with doubt I don’t know who you think you are But before the night is through I want to do bad things with you
I’m the kind to sit up in his room Hard second eyes filled up with gloom I don’t know what you’ve done to me But I know this much is true I want to do bad things with you
Okay
Spoken: When you came in the air went out And all those shadows there filled up with doubt
I don’t know who you think you are But before the night is through I want to do bad things with you
I want to do real bad things with you
I don’t know what you’ve done to me But I know this much is true I want to do bad things with you
I want to do real bad things with you
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