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03-30-2009 12:08 PM #3101
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Array Did you really have to post that one Lady Q? The only video of me on the entire interweb is of me absolutely murdering that bloomin' song 
And to all the British (Scots especially) it IS possible to do that. The Stalwart Panda
I'm not grumpy - I suffer from stupidity rage -
03-31-2009 09:17 AM #3102
Senior Member
Array Yes... I had to do it. =^_^=
Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti
Jalakani pohjii kutkutti.
Ievan äiti se tyttöösä vahti
Vaan kyllähän ieva sen jutkutti,
Sillä ei meitä silloin kiellot haittaa
Kun myö tanssimme laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
Ievan suu oli vehnäsellä
Ko immeiset onnee toevotti.
Peä oli märkänä jokaisella
Ja viulu se vinku ja voevotti.
Ei tätä poikoo märkyys haittaa
Sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
Ievan äiti se kammarissa
Virsiä veisata huijjuutti,
Kun tämä poika naapurissa
Ämmän tyttöä nuijjuutti.
Eikä tätä poikoo ämmät haittaa
Sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
Hilipati hilipati hilipati hillaa
Hilipati hilipati hilipampaa,
Jalituli jallaa talituli jallaa
Tilitali tilitali tilitantaa
Halituli jallaa tilituli tallaa
Tilitili tilitili tilitili tallaa,
Halituli tilitali jallati jallan
Tilitali talitali helevantaa
Rimpatirallaa ripirapirallaa
Rumpatiruppa ripiranpuu,
Jakkarittaa dippari lapalan
Tulituli lallan tipirantuu
Jatsu tsappari dikkali dallan
Tittali tillan titstan dullaa,
Dipidapi dallaa ruppati rupiran
Kurikan kukka ja kirikan kuu
Rätsätsää ja ribidabi dilla
Beritstan dillan dillan doo,
A baribbattaa baribariiba
Dibi dibidibi disten dillan doo
Ja barilla stillan deijadoo
A daba daba daba daba daba dybjabuu,
Baristal dillan stillan duubadäg
Dägädägä duu duu deijadoo
Siellä oli lystiä soiton jäläkeen
Sain minä kerran sytkyyttee.
Kottiin ko mäntii ni ämmä se riitelj
Ja ieva jo alako nyyhkyytteek.
Minä sanon ievalle mitäpä se haittaa
Laskemma vielähi laiasta laitaa.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
Muorille sanon jotta tukkee suusi
En ruppee sun terveyttäs takkoomaa.
Terveenä peäset ku korjoot luusi
Ja määt siitä murjuus makkoomaa.
Ei tätä poikoo hellyys haittaa
Ko akkoja huhkii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
Sen minä sanon jotta purra pittää
Ei mua niin voan nielasta.
Suat männä ite vaikka lännestä ittään
Vaan minä en luovu ievasta,
Sillä ei tätä poikoo kainous haittaa
Sillon ko tanssii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
Äppyt tipput hilijalleen.
If you are curious, click the "click me" in my sig -
03-31-2009 02:48 PM #3103
Senior Member
Array Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
If the words sound queer and funny to your ear, a little bit jumbled and jivey,
Sing "Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy." -
04-01-2009 05:05 AM #3104
Senior Member
Array I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis,
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride.
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
I laid a divorcee in New York City,
I had to put up some kind of a fight.
The lady then she covered me with roses,
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind.
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. Why sabre? Because you don't take heads with the point. -
04-01-2009 02:04 PM #3105
Senior Member
Array I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called the jug
With a girl named linda lu
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who.
He said, hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin to prove?
cause thats my woman there
And Im a man who cares
And this might be all for you.
I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin like a leaf on a tree.
cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, lord,
Pointin that gun at me.
I said, wait a minute, mister,
I didnt even kiss her.
Dont want no trouble with you.
And I know you dont owe me
But I wish youd let me
Ask one favor from you.
(chorus)
wont you give me three steps,
Gimme three steps mister,
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister,
And youll never see me no more.
Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And Im telling you son,
Well, it aint no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at linda lu
And thats the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.
(chorus) And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
~Hamlet -
04-07-2009 10:55 AM #3106
Senior Member
Array One step ahead of you
stay in motion, keep an open mind
Love is a race won by two
Your emotion, my solitude
If I stop I could lose my head
So I'm losing you instead
Either way I'm confused
You slow me down, what can I do?
There's one particular way I have to choose
One step ahead of you
Always someone makes it hard to move
She says, Boy I want you to stay
But I save it all for another day
If I stop I could lose my head
But I'm ready for romance
Either way I'm confused
I don't know what I'm s'posed to do
I can only stay
One step ahead of you
Stop, I confess sometimes
I don't know where I'm going
Part of me stays with you,
I'm slowing down, what can I do
It's hard to stay one step ahead of you
(Uh huh)
One step ahead of you
Time is running out
Catching up with you
One step ahead of you
When I hold you close
Can I really lose?
One step ahead
Only one step ahead
She's one step ahead of you -
04-15-2009 11:46 AM #3107
Senior Member
Array I was just a joker in a serious game
I didn't have the heart to play
But sooner or later
I'll find a reason to throw it away
Risin' on the crest of a natural wave
That never seems to break my way
I'm livin' without it
But I got to do something about it
Step by step, little by little
Step by step, take it line by line
Move, move, move, move a little closer
Step by step, the deal is mine
I was just a runner in a one horse race
Livin' on the don't pass line
Sooner or later
I got to lose cause I'm wasting my time
Lady luck must have been a wonderful girl
She's never been a friend of mine
I'm living without her
But I still got that mountain to climb
Step by step, little by little (move a little closer to me)
Step by step, take it line by line
Move, move, move, move a little closer (move a little closer to me)
Step by step, the deal is mine
Step by step, little by little (move a little closer to me)
Step by step, take it line by line
Move, move, move, move a little closer (move a little closer to me)
Step by step, ooo, the deal is mine -
04-16-2009 10:52 AM #3108
Senior Member
Array Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you've always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can't touch
You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting
We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There's no need to rush
It's like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It's gonna happen and it's
Supposed to happen and we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time -
04-16-2009 11:44 AM #3109
Senior Member
Array 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 -
04-18-2009 08:30 PM #3110
Senior Member
Array Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head?
Oh, Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead?
Your lifestyle to me seemed so tragic
With the thrill of it all.
You fooled all those people with magic
Yeah, you waited on Satan's call.
Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure?
Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport.
Uncovering things that were sacred, manifest on this earth
Conceived in the eye of a secret
Yeah, they scattered the afterbirth.
Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse?
Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course.
Approaching a time that is classic
I hear that maidens call.
Approaching a time that is drastic
Standing with their backs to the wall.
Was it polemically sent?
I wanna know what you meant
I wanna know
I wanna know what you meant, yeah! "I may disagree with what you have to say, but I shall defend, to the death, your right to say it." -
04-18-2009 10:22 PM #3111
Senior Member
Array Because I've been listening to this song several times a day lately...
Hey, hey hey baby
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
Hey, hey hey baby
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
When I saw you walking down the street
I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet
She's so pretty, Lord she's fine
I'm gonna make her mine all mine
Hey, hey hey baby!
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
When you turned and walked away
That's when I want to say
C'mon baby, give me a whirl
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
Hey, hey hey baby!
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
When you turned and walked away
That's when I want to say
C'mon baby, give me a whirl
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
Hey, hey hey baby!
I wanna know if you'll be my girl
Hey, hey hey hey hey, baby
C'mon, baby now..... "Bleeker's mom was possibly attractive once, but now she looks like a Hobbit. You know, the fat one, that was in the Goonies." -Juno MacGuff -
04-19-2009 05:18 AM #3112
Senior Member
Array You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire "I may disagree with what you have to say, but I shall defend, to the death, your right to say it." -
04-19-2009 08:50 AM #3113
Senior Member
Array To my surprise one hundred stories high
People getting loose now, getting down on the roof
Folks screaming, out of control
It was so entertaining when the boogie started to explode
I heard somebody say
(Burn baby burn) Disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) Burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) Disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) Burn that mother down
Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
I couldn't get enough, so I had to self-destruct
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody is going strong, and that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say
(Burn baby burn) Disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) Burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) Disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) Burn that mother down
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
That makes me know
There's a party somewhere
(Just can't stop) When my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) When my spark gets hot -
04-20-2009 10:20 AM #3114
Senior Member
Array We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well I feel so broke up
I want to go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the Cap'n's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
(Hoist up the John B's sail)
Hoist up the John B
I feel so broke up I wanna go home
Let me go home
The poor cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home
This is the worst trip I've ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home -
04-20-2009 11:05 AM #3115
Senior Member
Array Bred as we among the mountains how the sailor understands
The divine intoxication of the first league out from land
Endless sea I've chosen vast and desolate it may seem
But it's the way we all choose to go, the idea not the dream
The sun burns me back to consciousness on the deck on which I slept
I don't want to get up I don't want to go though no one here's inept
They've all gone their separate ways, all separate ways to home
That's when we find out where we've gone we traveled out alone
Time is a test of trouble on this endless sea of wine
And only sailor knows this trouble, to each is theirs, is thine
The shanty's a f***ing survival test that only the brutish know
And if I fall down into my own I won't ask you to go
'Tis only I who knows my travels all upon this endless sea
And my ship will never come into port lest 'tis by chaos my anarchy
Will be crushed and if I fall then I will let myself down go
I will never soon now dock at port though it's hard to get up and go
Oh well I mingle and I cluster and I fester down and sore
And I lay down where I end up like a wave upon the shore
And I scramble to get paid, but at least for what I've done and made
I'm not begging work of anyone no cheque it can persuade -
04-20-2009 11:08 AM #3116
Senior Member
Array In the year of '39 assembled here the volunteers
In the days when the lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
Sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day
And the storytellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Aah, aah, aah, aah
In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll away
But my love this cannot be
Oh so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
For my life
Still ahead
Pity me -
04-21-2009 03:51 PM #3117
Senior Member
Array Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
A letter of marque come from the king,
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make for him the Antelope's crew
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
On the King's birthday we put to sea, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
We were 91 days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
On the 96th day we sailed again, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked four pounders we made to fight
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
The Yankee lay low down with gold, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
She was broad and fat and loose in the stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
The Antelope shook and pitched on her side, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Maintruck carried off both me legs
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.
So here I lay in my 23rd year, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
It's been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers -
04-22-2009 09:51 AM #3118
Senior Member
Array Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen the nightmares
of the Sea.
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and
the Mariner tells his tale.
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name,
hoping good luck it brings.
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and
the albatross follows on
The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime.
Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North 'til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me.
"Day after day, day after day,
we stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."
[SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE(1798-1834)]
There, calls the Mariner,
there comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind
in her sails and no tide.
See...onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun
See...she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there's two.
Death and she Life in Death.
they throw their dice for the crew
She wins the Mariner and he belong to her now.
Then...crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She...She Life in Death.
She lets him live, her chosen one.
[Narrative]
"One after one by the star dogged moon,
too quick for groan or sigh
each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
and cursed me with his eye
four times fifty living men
(and I heard nor sigh nor groan),
with heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
they dropped down one by one."
[SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1798-1834)]
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he.
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God's creatures all of them too.
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the Sea
Then down in falls comes the rain.
Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak
and they're lifeless in their eyes.
And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their light and
the Mariner's left alone.
And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit.
Penance of life will fall onto Him.
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the mariner of his sins.
The Mariner's bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made.
And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on...and on -
04-23-2009 08:14 AM #3119
Senior Member
Array I see a dark sail on the horizon set under a black
cloud that hides the sun.
Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
Get up to the roundhouse on the cliff-top standing.
Take women and children and bed them down.
Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
Bless with a hard heart those who surround me.
Bless the women and children who firm our hands.
Put our backs to the north wind. Hold fast by the river.
Sweet memories to drive us on for the motherland. "I may disagree with what you have to say, but I shall defend, to the death, your right to say it." -
04-23-2009 12:19 PM #3120
Senior Member
Array They made something, they played something
Brand new a baby blue machine
Brass tacks, duct tape for the great escape
Packed in there like sardines
Back and forth, east, south, west, north
Shred the atlas, burn the map
Often lost and paths criss-crossed
Wake me up, I need a nap
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - this stuff tastes
They did something which meant something
And that got them some attention
Eyes wide, a roller coaster ride
Great pride in this invention
I think they're selling snake oil
At the dog and pony show
And in the garden gee, would you pardon me?
And by the way how does it grow?
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - this stuff tastes
The explanation's unexplainable
Hold onto something once dreamt unattainable
The course was never charted, so don't look into the books
Secret’s not the recipe, it's got to be the cooks
They made something, they played something
Blood, sweat, and elbow grease
Well, if you can't stand the heat in the kitchen
Get out it will increase
Last train to where? Hey get out of here
Nothing's measured and nothing's weighed
A dash of honesty in the recipe
And that's the first mistake you've made
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - and this stuff tastes
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure (3, 4)
5, 6 - what's in the mix? (5, 6)
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