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Offline Meridianland

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #15 on: February 17, 2008, 09:33:47 PM »
Ascot Gavotte
El Tito Puente, El Rey del Timba

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Offline Mahasoor

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #16 on: February 18, 2008, 02:22:21 AM »
The Cat is Dead

Deedle Dee, three tots are we.
And we're as clever as can be.
We live with Grandma Ida and our dear old Grandpa Ned
And little Baby Mike (the brat)
And don't forget the siamese cat
And in the attic from Detroit is big, fat Uncle Fred

Oh Grandpa wishes he were rich,
and Grandma just complains (the bitch)
And Uncle Fred gets drunk while Mike just cries all night and day
The cat thinks that he owns the place
He bites and scratches on the face
It'd be so nice if they just went away, away
Ooh daddle, daddle daddle daddle daddle daddle day

(Chorus)
The cat is dead, the cat is dead
I went to pat him on the head
He didn't purr, he didn't meow he didn't blink or snip.
He seemed to have a funny smile that made me laugh
But all the while, the tail that used o flip and flap
Got awful cold and stiff.
We chopped him into tiny bits,
And seasoned him with apple bits
and with some dust, we made a crust and put him in a pie.
Into the oven he did sit, until the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love that little kitty till I die.
Dee die, dee di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di.

The cat is dead, the cat is dead.
And Mikey too, and Uncle Fred
Expiring oh so suddenly while sipping down some tea.
The tea was hot, the tea was hot
With stricknine and a little spice to
Cover up the funny taste of our conspiracy.
When Grandpa saw what we had done,
He went straight for his hunting gun
But we were quick we sole the clip
The rest is history
To make sure Grandma wouldn't flea
We gave her a lobotomy
And now's she's just as happy as can be
Dee dee, dee deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle dee

(Chorus)
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #17 on: February 18, 2008, 02:34:24 AM »
More sappy music. Damn you Aqualung! >_>

Easier To Lie by Aqualung

To bear the weight
and push into the sky
it's easier to lie
it's easier to lie

And honestly
to look you in the eye
it's easier to lie
it's easier to lie

To be the one
to be the only one
something has to give a lot
something has to give a lot

And who am I
to give you what you need
when I'm learning
just learning
Learning how to live and

to bear the weight...
and push into the sky
it's easier to lie
it's easier to lie

And honestly
to look you in the eye
it's easier to lie
it's easier to lie

To fill the space
the space you made for me
try to be the one you want
try to be the one you want

And maybe I
could be the one you need
if you'd only
show me
Show me how to live and

how to bear the weight
And push into the sky
it's easier to lie
easier to lie

And do what's right
when everything is wrong
it's easier to run
it's easier to

Never have
to look you in the eye
it's easier to lie
it's easier to lie

To bear the weight
and push into the sky
it's easier to lie
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #18 on: February 18, 2008, 03:00:31 AM »
All this Aqualung music is confusing me.

Aqualung
Jethro Tull

Sitting on a park bench --
eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his nose --
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun --
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck --
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.

Sun streaking cold --
an old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
the only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad,
as he bends to pick a dog-end --
he goes down to the bog
and warms his feet.

Feeling alone --
the army's up the rode
salvation a la mode and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend --
don't start away uneasy
you poor old sot, you see, it's only me.
Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze --
when the ice that
clings on to your beard is
screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea-diver sounds,
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring.

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #19 on: February 18, 2008, 11:13:25 PM »
Here Comes My Baby by Yo La Tengo

In the midnight moonlight hour
She's walking along that lonely mile
And everytime I do
I keep seeing these pictures of you
Here comes my baby
Here she comes now
And now it comes as no surprise to me
With another guy
Here comes my baby
Here she comes now
Walking with a love, with a love that's oh so fine
Never to be mine
No matter how I try
You never walk alone
And you're forever talking on the phone
I try to call you names
But everytime it comes out the same
Here comes my baby
Here she comes now
And now it comes as no surprise to me
With another guy
Here comes my baby
Here she comes now
Walking with a love, with a love that's oh so fine
Never to be mine
No matter how I try



Offline Mahasoor

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #20 on: February 19, 2008, 03:28:59 AM »
lynn anderson - I never promised you a rose garden

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.
When you take, you gotta give, so live and let live,
Or let go.
I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could promise you things like big diamond rings,
But you don't find roses growin' on stalks of clover.
So you better think it over.
Well, if sweet-talkin' you could make it come true,
I would give you the world right now on a silver platter,
But what would it matter?
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.

Instrumental break.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could sing you a tune or promise you the moon,
But if that's what it takes to hold you,
I'd just as soon let you go, but there's one thing I want you to know.
You better look before you leap, still waters run deep,
And there won't always be someone there to pull you out,
And you know what I'm talkin' about.
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #21 on: February 19, 2008, 05:20:23 PM »
Belle & Sebastian - Fox In The Snow


Fox in the snow, where do you go
To find something you could eat?
Cause the word out on the street is you are starving
Don't let yourself grow hungry now
Don't let yourself grow cold
Fox in the snow

Girl in the snow, where do you go
To find someone who will do?
To tell someone all the truth before it kills you
They listen to your crazy laugh
Before you hang a right
And disappear from sight
What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book
What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book tonight

Boy on the bike, what are you like
As you cycle round the town?
You're going up, you're going down
You're going nowhere
It's not as if they're paying you
It's not as if it's fun
At least not anymore
When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a break
When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a holiday

Kid in the snow, way to go
It only happens once a year
It only happens once a lifetime
Make the most of it
Second just to being born
Second to dying too
What else would you do?

Fox in the snow (repeated)

Offline Mahasoor

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #22 on: February 19, 2008, 11:41:58 PM »
Blancmange - Living On The Ceiling Lyrics


You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree
That's alright with me, yeah, that's alright with me
Well, it feels alright to me, yeah, it looks alright to me

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
Here we go

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Nothing, nothing, nothing's going to step in my way
Living on the ceiling, no more room down there
Things fall into place, you get the joke, fall into place

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
Here we go

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree
Hiding from your questions, questions you won't ask
Why am I up the tree, you say? Why are you down there, I say?

I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
I say
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #23 on: February 20, 2008, 03:32:23 AM »
My plan is to start spamming this thread.  YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Tom Lehrer - Poisoning Pigeons in the Park


Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

Lalaalaalalaladoodiedieedoodoodoo

We've gained notoriety,
And caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society
With our games.
They call it impiety,
And lack of propriety,
And quite a variety
Of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.

So if Sunday you're free,
Why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do
In a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment.
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickenin'
With each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon.
It just takes a smidgin!
To poison a pigeon in the park.
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #24 on: February 20, 2008, 03:58:24 AM »
Hey, kinky title.

Jefferson Airplane - Plastic Fantastic Lover

Her neon mouth with the blinking soft smile
Is nothing but an electric sign
You could say she has an individual style
She's part of a colorful time

Super-sealed lady, chrome-color clothes
You wear 'cause you have no other
But I suppose no one knows
You're my plastic fantastic lover

Your rattlin' cough never shuts off
Is nothin' but a used machine
Your aluminum finish, slightly diminished
Is the best I ever have seen

Cosmetic baby plugged into me
And never ever find another
And I realize no one's wise
To my plastic fantastic lover

The electrical dust is starting to rust
Her trapezoid thermometer taste
All the red tape is mechanical rape
Of the TV program waste

Data control and IBM
Science is mankind's brother
But all I see is drainin' me
On my plastic fantastic lover

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #25 on: February 21, 2008, 12:33:53 AM »
My plan is to start spamming this thread.  YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Tom Lehrer - Poisoning Pigeons in the Park

That's been my plan all along. And now you have reminded me of that song, and it's stuck in my head.

Effervescing Elephant - Syd Barrett

An Effervescing Elephant
with tiny eyes and great big trunk
once whispered to the tiny ear
the ear of one inferior
that by next June he'd die, oh yeah!
because the tiger would roam.
The little one said: "Oh my goodness I must stay at home!
and every time I hear a growl
I'll know the tiger's on the prowl
and I'll be really safe, you know
the elephant he told me so."
Everyone was nervy, oh yeah!
and the message was spread
to zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus
who wallowed in the mud and chewed
his spicy hippo-plankton food
and tended to ignore the word
preferring to survey a herd
of stupid water bison, oh yeah!
And all the jungle took fright,
and ran around for all the day and the night
but all in vain, because, you see,
the tiger came and said: "Who me?!
You know, I wouldn't hurt not one of you.
I'd much prefer something to chew
and you're all to scant." oh yeah!
He ate the Elephant
 
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #26 on: February 21, 2008, 02:37:38 AM »
cake - friend is a four letter word

To me, coming from you,
Friend is a four letter word.
End is the only part of the word
That I heard.
Call me morbid or absurd.
But to me, coming from you,
Friend is a four letter word.

To me, coming from you,
Friend is a four letter word.
End is the only part of the word
That I heard.
Call me morbid or absurd.
But to me, coming from you,
Friend is a four letter word.

When I go fishing for the words
I am wishing you would say to me,
Im really only praying
That the words youll soon be saying
Might betray the way you feel about me.

But to me, coming from you,
Friend is a four letter word.
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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #27 on: February 21, 2008, 06:40:53 AM »
Sheep - Pink Floyd

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

[The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.]

Bleeding and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #28 on: February 21, 2008, 06:48:23 AM »
Maha- Awesome for Poisoning Pigeons...
Ok... FINALLY someone creates a thread that I can post and remember songs on....

First off, the song fer the Tavern: Another Irish Drinking Song by Da Vinci's Notebook
Gather ’round, ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle
Let’s all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song

Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox
Me brother drank the whiskey ’til he wound up in a box
Me other brother in the Troubles met with his demise
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes

CHORUS
Now everybody’s died
So until our tears are dried
We’ll drink and drink and drink and drink
And then we’ll drink some more
We’ll dance and sing and fight
Until the early morning light
Then we’ll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again

Kenny was killed in Kilkenny and Claire, she died in Clare
Tip from Tipperary died out in the Derry air
Shannon jumped into the River Shannon back in June
Ernie fell into the Erne, and Tom is in the Toome

“Cleanliness is godliness,” me Uncle Pat would sing
He broke his neck a’slippin’ on a bar of Irish Spring
O’Grady, he was 80, though his bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up

CHORUS

Joe Murphy fought with Reilly near the cliffs of old Doneen
He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen
Crazy Uncle Mike believed he was a leprechaun
In fact he’s just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone

When Timmy Johnson broke his neck, it was a cryin’ shame
He wasn’t really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
McNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit
But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody gave a shit

CHORUS

Me drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar
The road rose up to meet him when he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell me Great Grand-Uncle Sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land

Conor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms
Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms
And dear old Father Flanagan, who left the Lord’s employ
Drunk on sacramental wine, beneath the altar boy

CHORUS

Someday soon I’ll leave this world of pain and toil and sin
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin
Me only wish is, when the Savior comes for me and you
He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too

CHORUS

Whoo-hay! ... 'nother round!
Music is the key to the heart.

"Once art to me was something far off, unfathomable and unreachable... But I discovered that the real essence of art was not something high up and far off, it was right inside my ordinary daily self. If a musician wants to be a fine artist, he must first become a finer person. A work of art is the expression of a person's whole personality, sensibility, and ability." -Shinichi Suzuki

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Re: A lyrics thread
« Reply #29 on: February 21, 2008, 06:57:25 AM »
Next, since Kor seems to enjoy Aqualung so much, here's Brighter than Sunshine by them

I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling

Tied up in ancient history
I didnt believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me
What a feeling

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
and it's brighter than sunshine

I never saw it happening
I'd given up and given in
I just couldn't take the hurt again
What a feeling

I didn't have the strength to fight
suddenly you seemed so right
Me and you
What a feeling

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine

It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.

Love will remain a mystery
But give me your hand and you will see
Your heart is keeping time with me

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine

I got a feeling in my soul ...(repeat chorus 3x)

Suddenly you're mine
And it's brighter than sunshine
Music is the key to the heart.

"Once art to me was something far off, unfathomable and unreachable... But I discovered that the real essence of art was not something high up and far off, it was right inside my ordinary daily self. If a musician wants to be a fine artist, he must first become a finer person. A work of art is the expression of a person's whole personality, sensibility, and ability." -Shinichi Suzuki