The Lyric Chain

[Swatopluk]

Borogravian National Anthem. Lyrics translate literally as:

Awake, ye sons of the Motherland!
Taste no more the wine of the sour apples
Woodsmen, grasp your choppers!
Farmers, slaughter with the tool formerly used for lifting beets the foe!
Frustrate the endless wiles of our enemies
We into the darkness march singing
Against the whole world in arms coming
But see the golden light upon the mountain tops!
The new day is a great big fish!

[beagle]

God help our country,
May the country be peaceful for all eternity,
And the people be happy and well
May our influence and power be known all over the world,
And may independence, freedom, and wealth become one.
God help our country.

The Patriotic song of the Korean Empire (with special thanks to Kim il  Pieces).

Maybe we should all adopt "God help our country" before the Asian markets open tomorrow.

[Swatopluk]

Be a helper for God, and censure what is forbidden,
And turn with the law which, which He wants you to follow,
Hold no one to be useful or harmful, except for Him,
And walk the path of the chosen one, and die while you are on it!
For what was sufficient for the first of us, is sufficient for the last one, too.
And leave those people who do evil things with respect to God.
They misrepresented him by making him similar, and made all kinds of excuses.
They made bold claims, and blackened notebooks.
They let the nomads and the sedentary people, both make bitter experiences,
And the great sins of their [doctrinal] innovations bequeathed small.
And just in case a disputant, calls you to dispute about their claims,
Do not, then, dispute on them, except by way of an external dispute.

National anthem of Mauritania
http://www.nationalanthems.info/mr.mid

[beagle]

...
And just in case a disputant, calls you to dispute about their claims,
Do not, then, dispute on them, except by way of an external dispute.

Is this the national anthem and Civil Law code rolled into one?

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O arise all you sons of this land,
Let us sing of our joy to be free,
Praising God and rejoicing to be
Papua New Guinea.

CHORUS:
Shout our name from the mountains to seas
Papua New Guinea;
Let us raise our voices and proclaim
Papua New Guinea.

Now give thanks to the good Lord above
For His kindness, His wisdom and love
For this land of our fathers so free,
Papua New Guinea.

CHORUS:
Shout again for the whole world to hear
Papua New Guinea;
We're independent and we're free,
Papua New Guinea.


The National Anthem of Papua New Guinea (superceding "Who's for lunch?").

[Swatopluk]

High above the young Rhine
Lies Liechtenstein, resting
On Alpine heights.
This beloved homeland,
This dear fatherland
Was chosen for us by
God's wise hand.
This beloved homeland,
This dear fatherland
Was chosen for us by
God's wise hand.

Long live Liechtenstein,
Blossoming on the young Rhine,
Happy and faithful!
Long live the Prince of the Land,
Long live our fatherland,
United by brotherly bonds and free.
Long live the Prince of the Land,
Long live our fatherland,
United by brotherly bonds and free.

Liechtenstein national anthem
Obviously they lacked a decent composer, so they nicked an alredy popular tune 

[beagle]

Our country's God! Our country's God!
We worship Thy name in its wonder sublime.
The suns of the heavens are set in thy crown
By thy legions, the ages of time!
With Thee is each day as a thousand years,
Each thousand of years, but a day.
Eternity's flow'r, with its homage of tears,
That reverently passes away.
Iceland's thousand years!
Eternity's flow'r, with its homage of tears,
That reverently passes away.

Our God, our God, we bow to Thee,
Our spirits most fervent we place in thy care.
Lord, God of our fathers from age unto age,
We are breathing our holiest prayer.
We pray and we thank Thee a thousand years
For safely protected we stand;
We pray and we bring Thee our homage of tears
Our destiny rest in Thy hand.
Iceland's thousand years
The hoarfrost of morning which tinted those years,
Thy sun rising high, shall command!

Our country's God! Our country's God!
Our life is a feeble and quivering reed;
We perish, deprived of Thy spirit and light
To redeem and uphold in our need.
Inspire us at morn with Thy courage and love,
And lead through the days of our strife!
At evening send peace from Thy heaven above,
And safeguard our nation through life.
Iceland's thousand years!
O, prosper our people, diminish our tears
And guide, in Thy wisdom, through life!


The Icelandic national anthem (Don't mention banks. I mentioned them once but I think I got away with it).

[Griffin NoName]

This is a story you haven't heard
You may not believe it's true
What happened to this cat called Frozen Fred
Could happen to me and to you
Fred had a passion for frozen food
And TV dinners too
He hated the merciless summer sun
The weekly barbecue
Spends his summer
In the swimming pool
Trying desperately to keep it cool
Girls girls girls [walk?] by <- I suggest : go
They do not see him
They don't even try
They don't even try
Won't even try
No one shook hands with Frozen Fred
His hands were too cold to hold
Isn't it tragic isn't it sad
They left him in the cold
No safari to hot Africa
He booked a passage to Antarctica
He's doing well among the esquimoes
They even gave him one of their igloes
Igloe oe oe oes, oe oe oe oes
There's no place in our world today
For weirdos like Frozen Fred
They found him one morning cold and still
So sad Frozen Fred is dead
No warm day for Frozen Fred
They've frozen him cold and deep
So many a century from now
He might wake up from his sleep 

Nits

[Sibling Chatty]

Now, Old Mr. Johnson had troubles all his own.
He had a yellow cat, who wouldn't leave his home.
He tried, and he tried to give the cat away.
He gave it to a man going far, far away.

But the cat came back the very next day.
The cat came back. They thought he was a gonner,
But the cat came back. He just couldn't stay away.

Now, the man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on
sight.
So, he loaded up his shotgun with nails & dynamite.
He waited & he waited for the cat to come around....
97 pieces of the man is all that was found.
---
So, he gave it to a man going up in a balloon.
He told him for to take him to the Man in the Moon.
The balloon came down about 90 miles away. Where the man is now,
well I dare not say.
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So, he gave it to a man going way out west.
Told him to take him to the one he loved the best.
First the train hit the track, then it jumped the rail.
Not a soul was left behind to tell the gruesome tale.
----
Now the cat was a possessor or a family all his own,
With 7 little kittens, til there came a cyclone.
It tore the houses all apart and tossed the cat around.
The air was filled with kittens, but not one was ever found.
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There are various versions with many verses, all with the same chorus....

On a telegraph wire the birds were sitting in a bunch
He saw an even number,said he'd have 'em for his lunch
Climbed softly up the pole until he reached the top
Put his foot upon the 'lectric wire, tied him in a knot

This cat had company out in the backyard
Somebody threw a boot and threw it awful hard
Hit the cat behind the ear and he thought it was a slight
And down came a brick and knocked him out of sight

They threw him in the kennel where the dog was asleep
And the bones of cats lay piled in a heap
That kennel burst apart and the dog flew out the side
With his ears chewed off and holes in his hide

They sneaked him in a shop with the butcher not around
And they dropped him in the hopper where the meat was ground
The cat despaired with a blood-curdling shriek
And that shops hamburger tasted furry for a week

They put him in a cotton sack and gave him to a girl
Who'd started on a bicycle all around the world
Well, over there in China a terrible wreak was found
She's singing now in heaven with the angels all around

Now this cat was a terror and they thought it would be best
To give him to a feller who was going way out west
Train ran round a curve and hit a broken rail
Not a blessed soul aboard that train lived to tell the tale

The cat was a possessor of a family all its own
With seven little kittens till there was a cyclone
Blew the houses all apart and tossed the cat around
The air was full of kittens and not a one was found

Away across the ocean they did send the cat at last
Vessel only out a day and taking water fast
People all began to pray, the boat began to toss
A great big gust of wind came by and every soul was lost

They gave the cat to a man in a balloon
And told him to give him to the man in the moon
But the balloon it busted and everybody said
Ten miles away they picked the man up dead


At last they found a way this cat to really fix
They put him in an orange crate on highway 66
Come a ten ton truck with a twenty ton load
Scattered pieces of that orange crate a mile down the road

They put him on a boat bound for Sidneytown
They thought with all that rain there he'd surely drowned
When the rain came down for the 92nd day
That whole darn city just a floated out the bay

The farmer on the corner said he'd shoot that cat on sight
Loaded up his shotgun full of nails and dynamite
And he hid in the garden till the cat came round
But 97 pieces of that man were all they found

They put him on the White House lawn, I'll tell the reason why
With all the golfballs flying, they thought he'd surely die
Well the very next morning, what do you think they found
64 squirrels lying dead upon the ground

Gave him to a little boy with a dollar note
Who was going out to sea in an open boat
They tied a rock around his neck, it must have weighed a pound
Now they're dragging up the river, cause the little boy was
     drowned

They took him down to Cape Canaveral and they put him into place
And they shot him in a satellite way up into space
They thought that the cat was beyond human reach
And then they got a phone call from Miami Beach

An H bomb fell just the other day,
A bomb fell in the very same way
Russia went, England went, then the USA
The whole human race gone without a chance to pray

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Various artists, considered a 'children's song'.

Bloody damn kids...

[Swatopluk]

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

Chorus

Ralph McTell, Streets of London

[beagle]

We came from the far North
summered in Crimea
deserted the armed forces
had to disappear
made it to the free West
on a chartered flight
so we could see what
we trained to fight

We were in London
"Let's do it - let's break the law!"
We were in London
Tell it like it is
We were in London
Tell it like it is

Looking for hard work
or credit card fraud
What do you expect from us?
We come from abroad
to get ourselves a new job
on a building-site
They work you so hard
but we trained to fight

We were in London
"Let's do it - let's break the law!"
We were in London
Tell it like it is
We were in London
"Let's do it - let's break the law!"
We were in London
Tell it like it is

My father fought in Afghanistan
His widow's pension ain't worth a damn
My mother works and goes home to cry
I want to live before I die

We were in London
"Let's do it - let's break the law!"
We were in London
Tell it like it is
We were in London
Tell it like it is


Pet Shop Boys - London

[Swatopluk]

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey's end

Sleep now
Dream— of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away

Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time

Don't say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

"Into the West" is a song written by Fran Walsh, Howard Shore and Annie Lennox, performed by Annie Lennox during the closing credits of Peter Jackson's The Return of the King film.

The song was conceived as a bittersweet Elvish lament for those who have sailed across the Sundering Sea.

In the commentaries and documentaries accompanying the extended DVD edition of the movie, director Peter Jackson explains that the song was partially inspired by the premature death from cancer of a young New Zealand filmmaker named Cameron Duncan whose work had impressed Jackson and his team. The first public performance of the song was at Duncan's funeral.

The song won the Oscar for Achievement in music written for motion pictures (Original song) at the 76th Academy Awards, one of the movie's 11 Academy Awards.

[beagle]

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting—
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,—
Then come kiss me, Sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.


William Shakespeare - Twelfth Night (Clown's song)

[Griffin NoName]

The signpost stands where the crossways meet
There's but one road to the journey's end
The wanderer bent with his heavy load
Is waiting for a friend.

The sun sinks slowly behind the hill
The dead leaves lie where the wind has blown
Likewise he who has travelled far
Must find his way alone.

And as he leaves so the signpost turns
To point the way to the journey's end
The old grey man with his heavy load
No longer needs a friend.

Strawbs Grave New World

[Swatopluk]

Oh well I'm the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I'm around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they're all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em, they don't even know my name
They call me the wanderer - yeah - the wanderer
I roam around around around around

Oh well there's Flo on my left arm and there's Mary on my right
And Janie is the girl well that I'll be with tonight
And when she asks me which one I love the best
I tear open my shirt and show her Rosie on my chest
'Cause I'm a wanderer - yeah - a wanderer
I roam around around around around

Oh well I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm as happy as a clown
With my two fists of iron, but I'm going nowhere

Oh, I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around
I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town
And when I find myself fallin' for some girl
Yeah, I hop right into that car of mine, I drive around the world
Yeah I'm a wanderer, yeah a wanderer
I roam around around around around
Lettin' go

Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around
I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town
And when I find myself a-fallin' for some girl
I hop right into that car of mine, drive around the world
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah a wanderer
I roam around around around around around around
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah a wanderer
I roam around around around around around around around
'Cause I'm a wanderer ....

[beagle]

Who's gonna tell you when
It's too late
Who's gonna tell you things
Aren't so great
You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight

Who's gonna pick you up
When you fall
Who's gonna hang it up
When you call
Who's gonna pay attention
To your dreams
Who's gonna plug their ears
When you scream

You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight

Who's gonna hold you down
When you shake
Who's gonna come around
When you break

You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight


The Cars - Who's gonna drive you home, tonight?