The Lyric Chain

[Swatopluk]

True you ride the finest horse I have ever seen,
Standing sixteen, one or two. With eyes wild and green,
You ride the horse so well, hands light to the touch,
I could never go with you no matter how I wanted to.

ride on, see you, I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.
ride on, see you, I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.

When you ride in to the night without a trace behind,
Run your claw along my gut one last time.
I turn to face an empty space where you used to lie,
And look for the spark that lights the night
Through a teardrop in my eye.

ride on, see you, I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.
ride on, see you, I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.
No matter how I wanted to.

[beagle]

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces,
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?
How shall I complete the wall?

Pink Floyd - Empty Spaces

[Swatopluk]

How happy are the little flock,
Who, safe beneath their guardian Rock,
In all commotions rest!
When war's and tumult's waves run high,
Removed above the storm they lie,
They lodge in Jesus' breast,
They lodge in Jesus' breast.

Such happiness, O Lord, have we,
By mercy gathered into Thee,
Before the floods descend:
And while the bursting clouds come down,
We mark the vengeful day begun,
And calmly wait the end,
And calmly wait the end.

The plague, and dearth, and din of war,
Our Savior's swift approach declare,
And bid our hearts arise;
Earth's basis shook confirms our hope;
Its cities' fall but lifts us up,
To meet Thee in the skies,
To meet Thee in the skies.

Thy tokens we with joy confess:
The war proclaims the Prince of Peace,
The earthquake speaks Thy power,
The famine all Thy fullness brings,
The plague presents Thy healing wings,
And nature's final hour,
And nature's final hour.

Whatever ills the world befall,
A pledge of endless good we call,
A sign of Jesus near;
His chariot will not long delay,
We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray,
Triumphant Lord, appear!
Triumphant Lord, appear!

Appear with clouds on Zion's hill,
Thy word and mystery to fulfill,
Thy confessors to approve,
Thy members on Thy throne to place,
And stamp Thy name on every face,
In glorious, heavenly love!
In glorious, heavenly love!

[beagle]

Bring me Sunshine, in your smile,
Bring me Laughter, all the while,
In this world where we live, there should be more happiness,
So much joy you can give, to each brand new bright tomorrow.

Make me happy, through the years,
Never bring me, any tears,
Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,
Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.

Bring me Sunshine, in your eyes,
Bring me rainbows, from the skies,
Life's too short to be spent having anything but fun,
We can be so content, if we gather little sunbeams.

Be light-hearted, all day long,
Keep me singing, happy songs,
Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,
Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.

Morecambe and Wise - Bring me Sunshine

[Griffin NoName]

I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.

MOUNTIES:
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:
I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.

MOUNTIES:
He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shopping
And has buttered scones for tea.

He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:
I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.

MOUNTIES:
He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars?!

He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

BARBER:
I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa.

MOUNTIES:
He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?!

[talking]
What's this? Wants to be a girlie?! Oh, My!
And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!...

[singing]
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

[beagle]

(Together) We will go our way
(Together) We will leave someday
(Together) Your hand in my hand
(Together) We will make our plans
(Together) We will fly so high
(Together) Tell all our friends good-bye
(Together) We will start life new
(Together) This is what we'll do

(Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) In the open air
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do

(Go West, this is what we're gonna do, Go West)

(Together) We will love the beach
(Together) We will learn and teach
(Together) Change our pace of life
(Together) We will work and strive
(I love you) I know you love me
(I want you) How could I disagree?
(So that's why) I make no protest
(When you say) You will do the rest

(Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) In the open air
(Go West) Baby you and me
(Go West) This is our destiny
(Go West) Sun in wintertime
(Go West) We will do just fine
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West, this is what we're gonna do)

There where the air is free
we'll be (We'll be) what we want to be
Now if we make a stand
we'll find (We'll find) our promised land

(I know that) There are many ways
(To live there) In the sun or shade
(Together) We will find a place
(To settle) Where there's so much space
(Without rush) And the pace back East
(The hustling) Rustling just to feed
(I know I'm) Ready to leave too
(So that's what) We are gonna do

(What we're gonna do is
Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) There in the open air
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do
(Life is peaceful there) Go West
(In the open air) Go West
(Baby, you and me) Go West
(This is our destiny)
Come on, come on, come on, come on

(Go West) Sun in wintertime
(Go West) We will feel just fine
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do
(Come on, come on, come on, come on)
(Go West)
 
Pet Shop Boys - Go West

[Aphos]

When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you'll do then
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road - Elton John

[Swatopluk]

Ach, der Iwan hat es schwer
denn Anuschka schimpft oft sehr
wenn er mal ein Gläschen will
steht Anuschkas Mund nicht still:

Iwan lass das, denn ich hass das, und mir passt das gar nicht, dass das Laster mit dem Vodka überhaupt kein Ende nimmt!

Der Iwan hört sich's an
und grollend sagt er dann:

Refrain :
Gib mir den Vodka, Anuschka
und dann laß mich sein
der Vodka ist freundlich
doch du bist gemein.

Gib mir den Vodka, Anuschka
und sei wieder gut
denn wenn du nicht gut bist
komm ich noch mehr in Wut.

Ich pökel' ganze Woche
immer wieder Schweineschinken
und möcht' gern noch einen trinken
winzig kleines Glas!
Du sollst dich wirklich schämen
mir den Vodka wegzunehmen
hast du denn überhaupt kein Herz?

Gib mir den Vodka, Anuschka
der Vodka ist freundlich
doch du bist gemein.
Gib mir den Vodka, Anuschka
und sei endlich klug
sonst geh' ich zu Igor
der hat davon genug!

[Aphos]

Who knows how long I've loved you
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely life time
If you want me to I will

For if I ever saw you
I didn't catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same

Love you forever and forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we're together
Love you when we're apart

And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
And you know I will
I will
Ooo, la

I Will - The Beatles

[beagle]

Rheingold! Rheingold!
Reines Gold!
Wie lauter und hell
leuchtest hold du uns!
Um dich, du klares,
wir nun klagen:
gebt uns das Gold!
O gebt uns das reine zurück!

Ricahrd Wagner - The Rhinemaidens lament the loss of the gold standard.

[Swatopluk]

What to wear
What to say
What to do on a sunny day
Who to phone
Who to fight
Who to dance with on a sunday night?
Reaching the very edge you know
Reaching the very edge
I'm going to the other side of this town
Reaching the very edge

You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath
But the pretty things are going to hell

I am a drug I am a dragon
I am your best jazz you've ever seen
I am the dragon I am the sky
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
I found the secrets I found gold
I found you out before you grow old
I found you out before you grow old

What is eternal
What is damned
What is clay and what is sand?
Who to dis
Who to trust
Who to listen to?
And who to suss
I'm reaching the very edge you know
I'm reaching the very edge
I'm going to the other side of this town
I'm reaching the very edge

You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath
But the pretty things are going to hell

I am a dragon I am a drug
I am your best jazz you've ever had
I am the dragon I am the sky
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
I found the secrets I found gold
I found you out before you grow old
I found you out before you grow old

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out
But they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out
But they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out
But they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out
But they wore it well

You're still breathing but you just don't know why
We got
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath
But the pretty things are going to hell

(David Bowie)

[beagle]

No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with
modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as
thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried,
Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of
earth we make loam; and why of that loam, whereto he
was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away:
O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe,
Should patch a wall to expel the winter flaw!

William Shakespeare - Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

(Well, Swato had Gray's elegy  )

[Griffin NoName]

(Well, Swato had Gray's elegy  )

two wrongs dont make a right

[Aphos]

There's a garden, what a garden
Only happy faces bloom there
And there's never any room there
For a worry or a gloom there

Oh there's music and there's dancing
And a lot of sweet romancing
When they play the polka
They all get in the swing

Every time they hear that com-pa-pa
Everybody feels so tra-la-la
They want to throw their cares away
They all go lah-de-ah-de-ay

Then they hear a rumble on the floor, the floor
It's the big surprise they're waiting for
And all the couples form a ring
For miles around you'll hear them sing

Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run
Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's all here

Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Then they hear a rumble on the floor-or-or-or
It's the big surprise they're waiting for
And all the couples they form a ring
For miles around you'll hear them sing

Drree mopado theedo da-da-da-da

-----instrumental break-----

Roll it out, roll it out, roll out the barrel
Da-da-da da-da da-da da-da-da-da-da
Sing a song of good cheer
'Cause the whole gang is here
Roll it out, roll it out
Let's do the beer barrel polka

Beer Barrel Polka

[Swatopluk]

Fritz Muliar:
Der Bäähm in mir
Transkription: W. Näser 6/2k7
Neilich, da denk ich mir: Machst dich scheen,
Du kenntest doch einmal tanzen gehn,
Im Goldnen Kelch ist Maskenball,
A Hetz gibtst dort auf jeden Fall,
Ich nehm a Larve vor's Gesicht,
S'is besser, man erkennt mich nicht.
Die Mädel sind da wahre Pracht,
Und tanzen werd ich, daß eis kracht.
Tango, Foxtrott, English Waltz,
Rumba, Walzer, kann ich aalls,
Auch Modernes tanz ich schon,
Denn das Tanzen ist mei Passi-on.
(Schon, wie ich seinerzeit in die Tanzschule gegangen bin,
zum Prskawetz, ham Sie ihn gekannt, das war so a klan
Unterstickter mit a Mittelscheitel, wie er noch Haar gehabt hat,
Na, er lebt leider nicht mehr, also der Prskawetz hat immer gesagt,
So ein Schieler wie ich is ihm noch nicht untergekommänn...)
Wos is, wos is??? Ja!
Spielen sie nicht schon die Polonaise,
Gestatten Sie, Freilein, sind's nicht bäse,
Daß mich in meine Fieß so juckt,
Der Rhythmus macht mich ganz verruckt.
Gestatten Sie, Freilein, darf ich bitten? Was, scho vergeben?
No, macht ja nix, andere Mutter hat auch a scheenes Kind...
Jetzt hol' ich mir die Spanierin,
Leg mit ihr einen Tango hin,
Mit'n Dirndl mit die blonden Haar
Tanz ich an Walzer, das is klar,
Und mit Zigeunerin schwarz un sieß
Schmeiß ich im Charleston weg die Fieß,
Doch irgendwie hab ich das G'fiel,
Daß keine mit mir tanzen will.
Eins zwei drei vier tu ich zählen,
Denn ich will keinen Schritt verfählen,
Ich tanze nämlich sehr exakt,
Bleib' immer im Zweivierteltakt.
(Es ist nämlich nicht an dem, daß ich zwa linke Fieß hätte; das Problem
sitzt nicht in die Fieß, das sitzt a Stickl heeher, ganz tief in meinem Inneren
drin, die Musik kann spielen, was sie will, hat schon der Prskawetz gesagt,
ich tanze immer und immer wieder eine POLKA!)
Wenn ich nur wißt', was mich verwirrt,
Daß alles bei mir a Polka wird,
S' liegt nicht an Fieß und nicht an Schuh,
Der Bääähm in mir gibt keine Ruh,
Eins zwei drei vier
Eins zwei drei vier
Eins zwei drei vier
Eins zwei drei,
Ich kann doch wirklich nix dafier,
Es schlagt halt durch der Bäähm in mir!
Gestatten Sie, Gnädigste, darf ich bitten, Gnädigste, tanzen nich wos?
Noch a bissl posieren, dann darf ich vielleicht mit Ihnen und neben Ihnen herum
pausieren und auf'n nächsten Tanz warten, der nächste Tanz ist nämlich
ganz bestimmt, das hat mir der Kapellmeister gesagt, eine Polka, eine Polka tanzen, das...