Straight up now, tell me.

[Nusy]

(kinda... usually with some connection point to each other, but not always)

Nibblin on sponge cake
Watchin the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp theyre beginnin to boil

Chorus:
Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that theres a woman to blame
But I know its nobodys fault

I dont know the reason
I stayed here all season
Nothin to show but this brand new tattoo
But its a real beauty
A mexican cutie
How it got here I havent a clue

Chorus:
Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searchin for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that theres a woman to blame
Now I think
Hell, it could be my fault

I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But theres booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that theres a woman to blame
But I know its my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that theres a woman to blame
And I know its my own damn fault

[Lady Quindecim]

(Oh, Ok. Thanks!)

Gonna dive into a dive I've dove into before.
Gonna haunt a haunt I've haunted like a million times or more.
A familiar joint where getting drunk's the only point.
To frequent this place with any frequency at all.
Countin' on a remedy I've counted on before.
Goin' with a cure that's never failed me.
What you call the disease, I call the remedy.
What you're callin' the cause, I call the cure.
Gonna sing a song, a song to you, a song I've sung before.
Belt out a ballad that I've belted out a million times or more.
The words I'm gonna scream,
And getting drunk is the central theme to the lyrics
If you can make the lyrics out at all.
Countin' on a remedy I've counted on before.
Goin' with a cure that's never failed me.
What you call the disease, I call the remedy.
What you're callin' the cause, I call the cure.
Just a devotion to a potion.
Please, no applause.
A dedication to a medication.
A crutch, a cure, a cause.
What I've counted on to pick me up has knocked me to my knees.
Before I hit the floor once more I'll call it the disease

[Nusy]

Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a slow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray

CHORUS
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here no there

Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train

Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it

CHORUS

Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same

[Lady Quindecim]

*snip*
I was riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory
Riding on a train, the train was bound for [heck]
Riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure
Riding on a train that's bound for [heck]

The engine with human blood was damp
The headlight was her brimstone lamp
And then for fuel I shoveled in bones
and the furnace roared with a thousand groans

The tank was filled with lager beer
The devil himself was engineer
The passengers were a mixed up crew
The churchman in his battered suit

The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags
Handsome girls, wrinkled hags
Black men, yellow, red and white
Chained together, fearful sight

The dream was storming at full pace
The sulfer fumes burned hands and face
Wilder and wilder the country grew
Faster and faster the engine flew
*snip*

[Nusy]

We starve-look
At one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere
Inside something there is a rush of
Greatness
Who knows what stands in front of
Our lives
I fashion my future on films in space
Silence
Tells me secretly
Everything
Everything

Manchester England England
Manchester England England
Eyes look your last
Across the Atlantic Sea
Arms take your last
embrace
And I'm a genius genius
And lips oh you the
doors of breath
I believe in God
Seal with a righteous kiss
And I believe that God believes in Claude
Seal with a righteous kiss
That's me, that's me, that's me
The rest is silence
The rest is silence
The rest is silence

Singing
Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sun shine in...

[poor_nizzie]

You think that we connect
That the chemistry's correct
Your words walk right through my ears
Presuming I like what I hear
And now I'm stuck in the
The web you're spinning
You've got me for your prey

(Yeah) Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but (Yeah) leave a message
And I'll call you back

You're intruding on what's mine
And you're taking up my time
Don't have the courage inside me
To tell you please let me be

Communication, a telephonic invasion
I'm planning my escape...

(Yeah) Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but (Yeah) leave a message
And I'll call you back

And it's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls

Now it's gone too deep (Now, it's gone too deep)
You wake me in my sleep (Wake me in my sleep)
My dreams become nightmares (Dreams become nightmares)
'Cause you're ringing in my ears

(Yeah) Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but (Yeah) leave a message
And I'll call you back

And it's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter-matter-matter-matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls

Oooh, the spiderwebs
Leave a message and I'll call you back
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So, leave a message and I'll call you back
I'm walking into spiderwebs
It's all your fault, no matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls
It's all your fault, it's all your fault
No matter who calls, no matter who calls

I'm walking into spiderwebs so,
Leave a message and I'll call you back
I'm walking into spiderwebs so,
Leave a message and I'll call you back

[Lady Quindecim]

Cold winds blow around me
And I can't help but think of you
All the things we wanted
All the things we had to do
Wrap yourself around me
We can steal away sometime
Your whispers surround me
But it's only in my mind

'Cause I'm walking away from
Walking away from things in my own past
Walking away from
Walking away from things that just won't last

You got what you wanted
But you can't help but think of me
All the things you wanted
All the things you got for free
One thing to remember
Is that I have feelings too
I surely would have closed my eyes
If I had known the real you

'Cause I'm walking away from
Walking away from things in my own past
Walking away from
Walking away from things that just won't last
And I'm walking away from
Walking away from things that move too fast

'Cause I'm walking away from
Walking away from things in my own past
Walking away from
Walking away from things that just won't last
And I'm walking away from
Walking away from things that move too fast
Walking away from
Walking away from things in my own past

Walking away from
Walking away from things in my own past
Walking away from....

[swordwench]

Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
Just kicking down the cobble stones.
Looking for fun and feelin' groovy.
Hello lamppost,
What cha knowing?
I've come to watch your flowers growing.
Ain't cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in' doo-doo,
Feelin' groovy.

Got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy.

[Nusy]

Well, its a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
neath the cover of october skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And Im trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush

Chorus:
Can I just have one a more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love

Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I cant wait til the morning has come
And I know that the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that youre never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you cant hide

Chorus

Repeat 1st verse

One more moondance with you in the moonlight
On a magic night
La, la, la, la in the moonlight
On a magic night
Cant I just have one more dance with you my love

[swordwench]

We get it on most every night
When that old moon gets so big and bright
It's a supernatural delight
Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight

Everybody here is out of sight
They don't bark, and they don't bite
They keep things loose, they keep things light
Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight

Dancin' in the moonlight
Everybody's feelin' warm and right
It's such a fine and natural sight
Everybody's dancin' in the moonlight

We like our fun and we never fight
You can't dance and stay uptight
It's a supernatural delight
Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight

[Lady Quindecim]

(Flowers, chocolate and a good book by the fire. Get your mind out of the gutter.) =^_^=

There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way when I pray to God above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

[swordwench]

All last summer in case you don't recall
I was yours and you were mine forget it all
Is there a line that I could write
Sad enough to make you cry
All the lines you wrote to me were lies

The months roll past the love that you struck dead
Did you love me only in my head?
Things you said and did to me
Seemed to come so easily
The love I thought I'd won you give for free

Whispers at the bus stop
I heard about nights out in the school yard
I found out about you

Rumors follow everywhere you go
Like when you left and I was last to know
You're famous now and there's no doubt
In all the places you hang out
They know your name and know what you're about

Whispers at the bus stop...

Street lights blink on through the car window
I get the time too often on am radio
You know it's all I think about
I write your name drive past your house
Your boyfriend's over I watch your light go out

Whispers at the bus stop...

[Nusy]

It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

[Chorus:]
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long

Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun
We couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll

While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long

Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I'll hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl again

[Repeat Chorus x2]

Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long

[swordwench]

I like to keep it in the refrigerator.
Keeps the powder dry, and the action quicker.
Let me be your American Gladiator.
Find enclosed an adhesive N.R.A. sticker.

A letter t' you from where I been holed up
in this bucolic, agrarian compound.
One step ahead
just ahead
of the government bloodhound.

The gas is off, it's a national showdown. BUT...
Sure wish that I could visit you,
my sweet betrothed.
In a couple a' days
we'll all be free,
or we'll be dead.

Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.
Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.

I'm fencing off this little piece of heaven.
Cross the line and you're electrocuted.
Polishing up my AK47.
It's a constitutional right, can't be refuted.

Now they got us on TV,
and makin' us look stupid.
Shot of me flippin' my lid,
at that mutt reporter,
a classic case of race dilution

Houston, what is the problem?

I'm fighting for you, and a blue-eyed Jesus.
America first,
the rest get the pieces.

Na Na Na Na.

Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.
Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.

Fighting for your honour,
like would any Afrikaner.
Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.

Our numbers are strong, and it won't be long
'til I can tell you, Trisha, that we won.
You'll be ecstatic, just like that night
you told me up in the attic.
That was your wish again,
to be back in a purified Michigan

down on...! down on...!
...the farm?
Well, that's my wish again,
to be back in Michigan.

I hope y'like the double barrel,
I think it goes with your apparel.
Happy Birthday, Trisha,
I'm in the Michigan Militia.

I like to keep it in the refrigerator.

[D'Art]

I said young man
I was once in your shoes.
I said young man
There's no need to feel blue......

Chisel3pO or whatever the hell he calls himself can quite happily fill in the rest of the group

[Lady Quindecim]

I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

I have a secret to tell
From my electrical well
It's a simple message and
I'm leaving out the whistles and bells
So the room must listen to me
Filibuster vigilantly
My name is blue canary
One note, spelled L-I-T-E
My story's infinite
Like the Longines Symphonette
It doesn't rest

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am

There's a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on rocky shores
And kept the beaches shipwreck-free
Though I respect that a lot
I'd be fired if that were my job
After killing Jason off
And countless screaming Argonauts
Bluebird of friendliness
Like guardian angels it's
Always near

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

While you're at it
Leave the nightlight on
Inside the birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

(Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch) While you're at it
(Who watches over you) Leave the nightlight on
(Make a little birdhouse in your soul) Inside the birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

(Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch) While you're at it
(Who watches over you) Leave the nightlight on
(Make a little birdhouse in your soul) Inside the birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it:
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

[sabreur]

Chestnut brown canary
Ruby throated sparrow
Sing the song, don't be long
Thrill me to the marrow

Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight
Asking me, said she so free
How can you catch the sparrow?

Lacy, lilting, leery, losing love, lamenting
Change my life, make it right
Be my lady

[Lady Quindecim]

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Homie scored a key, gonna fly, punk @$$ fly

[swordwench]

as i was walking all alane
i heard twa corbies makin' mane
and one ontae the other did say
where will we gang and dine the day
where will we gang and dine the day
in ahind yon oul fail dyke
i wot there lies a new slain knight
naebody kens that he lies there
but his hawk and hound and his lady fair
his hawk and hound and his lady fair

his hawk is tae the hunting gane
his hound to bring a wild fowl hane
his wife has taken another mate
so we can make our dinner sweet
we can make our dinner sweet

and you can sit on his white breast bone
and i'll pick out his bonny blue e'en
and with a lock of his yellow hair
we'll theek our nest when it grows bare
we'll theek our nest when it grows bare

and many's a one for him makes mane
naebody kens where he has gane
through his white bones when they grow bare
the wind shall blow forever mare
the wind shall blow forever mare

[Lady Quindecim]

When I wake up, (when I wake up),
Well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you, (Yeah I know)
When I go out, (when I go out, )
Well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you, (who?)
If I get drunk, (If I get drunk, ) well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you, (yeah) Yes!
And if I haver, (when I hav... What does haver mean, ) yeah I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you, (It's on 'ere)

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm working, (when I'm working, )
Yes I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you, (shake a ka)
And when the money, (and when the money, )
Comes in for the work I do
I'll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home (when I come),
I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And when I grow old, (when I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you

(Now! )
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles,
To fall down at your door

Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
... etc. x2

(Lou - Ladies and Gentlemen, The Proclaimers)

When I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you
When I'm dreaming, well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you
When I go out (when I go out), well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
And when I come home, (when I come home, )
Yeah I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home with you
I'm gonna be the man who's coming home with you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
Da da lat da (Da da lat da)
... Etc... x5

Da da lat da (Bobby Davro)
Da da lat da (Bobby Davro)
... Etc...

And I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door