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Started by Vita Curator, September 28, 2006, 06:09:15 PM

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Griffin NoName

Terry, Terry

He said to me he wanted to be near to me
He said he never wanted to be out of my sight
But it's too late to give this boy my love tonight
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry.

He said to me he wanted to be close by my side
We had a quarrel, I was untrue on the night he died
And it's too late to tell this boy how great was
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry.

He rode into the night, accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it.

He said to me you are the one I want to be with
He said to me you are the one who my love I shall give
One day he'll know how hard I prayed for him to live
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry.

He rode into the night, accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it.

He said to me you are the one I want to be with
He said to me you are the one who my love I shall give
One day he'll know how hard I prayed for him to live
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry.

Terry, Terry, Terry


Terry by Twinkle (1964)

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Swatopluk

[1st Verse:]
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, that could save me from hell.
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me,
There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands,
And we sang...

[Chorus:]
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices rang like the angels sang,
Singing...
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
(Ay oh ay oh)
And we danced on into the night,

[2nd Verse:]
Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place,
You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces,
She was spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes,
No room left to move between you and I,
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time,
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night,
And we sang...

[Chorus:]
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices rang like the angels sing,
We`re singing..
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
(Ay oh ay oh)

And we danced on into the night,
(Ay oh ay oh)
And we danced on into the night,

[Santana solo]

[1st Verse repeated]
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, that could save me from hell,
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
And the devil himself could be pulled out of me,
There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands,
And we sang...

[Chorus:]
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices rang like the angels sing,
We`re singing...
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh)
And we danced on into the night,
(And the voices bang like the angels sing),
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
Singing ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
And we danced on into the night..
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

beagle

Quote from: Griffin NoName on January 17, 2009, 02:33:01 AM

That was ++++ NTNOCN.  But....is ordering the Mama Mia DVD with my groceries a sin ?

It's not really in the Hitler/Stalin league IMHO. Never know with the gods though.



A cloud of eiderdown draws around me
Softening the sound
Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side
And she's breathing low, and the candle dies

When night comes down you lock the door
The book falls to the floor
As darkness falls and waves roll by
The seasons change the wind is warm

Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields, a cold rain
Is falling in a golden dawn

And deep beneath the ground the early morning sounds
And I go down
Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And I rise like a bird,
In the haze when the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die.


Pink Floyd - A Pillow of Winds
The angels have the phone box




Griffin NoName

I'm the urban spaceman baby, I've got speed
I've got everything I need
I'm the urban spaceman baby, I can fly
I'm a supersonic guy

I don't need pleasure
I don't feel pain
If you were to knock me down
I'd just get up again
I'm the urban spaceman babe and
I'm making out
I'm all about

I wake up every morning
with a smile upon my face
My natural exuberance
spills out all over the place
I'm the urban spaceman
I'm intelligent and clean
Know what I mean?

I'm the urban spaceman, as a lover second to none
It's a lot of fun

I never let my friends down
I've never made a boob
I'm a glossy magazine
an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman babe, but here comes the twist
I don't exist

Bonzo Dog Band - Im The Urban Spaceman (1968)

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Swatopluk

Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar,
Sayin Charlie meet me an' ye daur;
An' I'll learn ye the art o' war,
If ye'll meet me in the morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
When Charlie looked the letter upon,
He drew his sword the scabbard from
Come, follow me my merry men,
And we'll meet Johnny Cope in the morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
Now Johnny be as good as your word,
Come, let us try baith fire and sword,
And dinna flee like a frichted bird,
That's chased frae its nest i' the morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
When Johnny Cope he heard o' this,
He thocht it wouldna be amiss,
Tae hae a horse in readiness,
Tae flee awa in the morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
Fye now, Johnny, get up an' rin,
The Highland bagpipes mak' a din,
It's better tae sleep in a hale skin,
For it will be a bluidie morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
When Johnny Cope tae Dunbar cam,
They speired at him, "Where's a' your men"
"The de'il confound me gin I ken,
For I left them a' in the morning."
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
Now Johnny, troth ye werena blate,
Tae come wi' news o' your ain defeat,
And leave your men in sic a strait,
Sae early in the morning.
Hey! Johnny Cope, are ye a-waukin' yet?
Or are your drums a-beating yet?
If ye were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the morning.
In faith, quo Johnny, I got sic flegs
Wi' their claymores an' philabegs,
Gin I face them again, de'il brak my legs,
So I wish you a' good morning.

The Battle of Prestonpans
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

beagle

Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
-Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres

Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
-Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Peter Gabriel - Games Without Frontiers
The angels have the phone box




Griffin NoName

Aha! Beagle's finnesse!  If this was Bridge, I'd be throwing in my cards.

I love my friends and they love me
We're just as close as we can be
And just because we really care
Whatever we get, we share!

I got it from agnes
She got it from jim
We all agree it must have been
Louise who gave it to him

Now she got it from harry
Who got it from marie
And ev'rybody knows that marie
Got it from me

Giles got it from daphne
She got it from joan
Who picked it up in county cork
A-kissin' the blarney stone

Pierre gave it to shiela
Who must have brought it there
He got it from francois and jacques
Aha, lucky pierre!

Max got it from edith
Who gets it ev'ry spring
She got it from her daddy
Who just gives her ev'rything

She then gave it to daniel
Whose spaniel has it now
Our dentist even got it
And we're still wondering how

But I got it from agnes
Or maybe it was sue
Or millie or billie or gillie or willie
It doesn't matter who

It might have been at the pub
Or at the club, or in the loo
And if you will be my friend, then I might ...
(mind you, I said might ...)
Give it to you! 

Tom Lehrer ~ I got it from Agnes

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Swatopluk

The Star of the County Down
(Traditional Irish) (also available Cthulhufied)

In Banbridge Town near the County Down
One morning last July,
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen,
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet, from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For to see I was really there.

    From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay,
    And from Galway to Dublin Town,
    No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
    That I met in the County Down.

As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a feeling rare.
And I says, says I, to a passer-by,
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me, and he said, said he,
"She's the gem of Ireland's crown,
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She's the Star of the County Down."

    Chorus

I've traveled a bit but was never smit
Since my roving career began.
But fair and square, I surrendered there
To the charms of Rose McCann.
I'd a heart to let, and no tenant yet
Had I met in a shawl or gown.
But in she went, and I asked no rent
From the Star of the County Down.

    Chorus

At the harvest fair, she'll be surely there,
So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut-brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke,
'Til my plough is a rust-colored brown,
'Til a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the Star of the County Down.

    Chorus
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

beagle

(Beaten by Swato, but fortunately still has a matching word).



I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the virgin sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me

On board I'm the captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow
On every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try
To carry on

I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends
And the dreams we had

We lived happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out
On the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on

(yeah)

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys ha)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels
But much to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship
And headed for the star thay said'

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(everybody now)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys seriously)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me

(Chef:)Make it funky now!

(Cartman:)Hey, you're screwin' up my song
Hey, What's goin' on

(Chef:) Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me chidren

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me children

(Cartman:)No, no, no, no, like this, like this!!!

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys can't here ya')

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(you guys seriously)

Come sail away
Come sail away
Come sail away with me
(seriously you guys, screw you guys)


Eric Cartman - Come Sail Away
The angels have the phone box




Griffin NoName

One morning I woke up and I knew
You were really gone
A new day, a new way, and new eyes
To see the dawn.
Go your way, I'll go mine and
Carry on

The sky is clearing and the night
Has cried enough
The sun, he come, the world
to soften up
Rejoice, rejoice, we have no choice but
To carry on

The fortunes of fables are able
To sing the song
Now witness the quickness with which
We get along
To sing the blues you've got to live the dues and
Carry on

Carry on
Love is coming
Love is coming to us all

Where are you going now my love?
Where will you be tomorrow?
Will you bring me happiness?
Will you bring me sorrow?
Oh, the questions of a thousand dreams
What you do and what you see
Lover can you talk to me?

Girl when I was on my own
Chasing you down
What was it made you run?
Trying your best just to get around.
The questions of a thousand dreams
What you do and what you see
Lover can you talk to me?

Carry On ~ Stephen Stills  (Crosby, Stills, Nash (and Young))


Hooray my new Mamma Mia DVD includes a "Sing-Along Bonus Feature"  ;D
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beagle

In a garden in the house of love, sitting lonely on a plastic chair
The sun is cruel when he hides away, I need a sister - I'll just stay
A little girl, a little guy - in a little church or in a school
Little Jesus are you watching me, I'm so young - just eighteen
She, she, she, she Shine On
Shine On
Shine On
In a garden in a house of love, there's nothing real just a coat of arms
I'm not the pleasure that I used to be - so young - just eighteen
She, she, she, she Shine On
Shine On
Shine On
I don't know why I dream this way
The sky is purple and things are right every day
I don't know, it's just this world's so far away
But I won't fight, and I won't hate
Well not today
In a garden in the house of love
Sitting lonely on a plastic chair
The sun is cruel when he hides away
Shine On...
Shine On
Shine On
....and on...and on...
Shine
Shine On
Shine
Shine
Shine

House of Love - Shine On
The angels have the phone box




Swatopluk

    Slowly, slowly, walk the path
    And you might never stumble or fall
    Slowly, slowly walk the path
    And you might never fall in love at all.

    Chorus:
    Golden, golden is her hair,
    Like the morning sun over fields of corn.
    Golden, golden flows her love,
    So sweet and clear and warm.

    Lonely, lonely is the heart
    That ne'er another can call its own.
    Lonely, lonely lies the part
    That has to live all alone.

    Chorus

    Wildly, wildly beats the heart
    With a rush of love like a mountain stream
    Wildly, wildly play your part
    As free as a wild bird's dream.

    Chorus

Andy M. Stewart - Golden, Golden
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

beagle

All the people in your life say you're down
And the strangers in the night say you're down
And the loonies on the right say you're down and you're down
And the ambulances sigh that you're down
And the traffic speeding by says you're down
And the people in your life say you're down and you're down
Hey you chase the day away
Hey you draw the blinds and blow your mind away
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a blankness in your smile
And the people in the park say you're down
And the strangers in the dark say you're down
And the pissheads in the bars say you're down
And the audiences cry that you're down
And the ambulances sigh that you're down
And the boyfriends in your life say you're down and you're down
Hey you chase the day away
Hey you draw the blinds and blow your mind away
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a blankness in your smile
Hey you chase the day away
Hey you draw the blinds and blow your mind away
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a madness in your smile


Suede - Down
The angels have the phone box




Griffin NoName

Quote from: Swatopluk on January 18, 2009, 07:35:40 PM
       Like the morning sun over fields of corn

.......
Andy M. Stewart - Golden, Golden


Ahem! Isn't that against thee rules? Repeating the same as the previous "word"? 

Where are the Moderators?
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beagle

I forgot to highlight a word at all a while back.  No thunderbolt so far.

I sometimes think the moderators might not exist at all, and we're on our own.
The angels have the phone box