The Lyric Chain

[beagle]

In ancient times...
Hundreds of years before the dawn of history
Lived a strange race of people... the Druids

No one knows who they were or what they were doing
But their legacy remains
Hewn into the living rock... Of Stonehenge

Stonehenge! Where the demons dwell
Where the banshees live and they do live well
Stonehenge! Where a man's a man
And the children dance to the Pipes of Pan

Hey!

Stonehenge! 'Tis a magic place
Where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face
Stonehenge! Where the virgins lie
And the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky

And you my love, won't you take my hand?
We'll go back in time to that mystic land
Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
I will take you there, I will show you how

Oh!

And oh how they danced
The little children of Stonehenge
Beneath the haunted moon
For fear that daybreak might come too soon

And where are they now?
The little people of Stonehenge
And what would they say to us?
If we were here... tonight

Spinal Tap - Stonehenge

[Swatopluk]

I danced in the morning when the world was begun
I danced in the Moon & the Stars & the Sun
I came down from Heaven & I danced on Earth
At Bethlehem I had my birth:
Dance then, wherever you may be
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I'll lead you all in the Dance, said He!
(...lead you all in the Dance, said He!)
I danced for the scribe & the pharisee
But they would not dance & they wouldn't follow me
I danced for fishermen, for James & John
They came with me & the Dance went on:
I danced on the Sabbath & I cured the lame
The holy people said it was a shame!
They whipped & they stripped & they hung me high
And they left me there on a cross to die!
I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back
They buried my body & they thought I'd gone
But I am the Dance & I still go on!
They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the Life that'll never, never die!
I'll live in you if you'll live in Me -
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!

[Aphos]

I am words, I am speaking
I never heard my conclusion
Lost the way in my confusion, in illusion
Lost inside the picture frame

I'm not to blame, I didn't see the black flame
I'm not ashamed, its poetry, the black flame
I'm rearranged, it's changing me, the black flame
Burns my blackened brain

I am strong, I am leaving
I never knew I'd feel the need so
Where to go, I'll turn the flow, I could not know
Screams inside the burning pain

It's spinning head, it's under hand-the black flame
It lies instead, I turned and I ran-the black flame
On me, it fed,I understand-the black flame
Burns my blackened brain

Run from me, don't you see
That we are one and I'm a part of you
Get away, any way
I'm still a secret in the heart of you
And I'm the burning in your soul

Now I'm weak, I am losing
I never thought I'd stop trying
I'm a lie, I'm just a sigh, just a crying
Just a symbol of the game

Suspended pain, I can not face the black flame
Intended fear, I can not trace the black flame
Extended reaching into space-the black flame
Burns my blackened brain

Black Flame - Renaissance

[Swatopluk]

Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...

I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.

The taste of love is sweet
when hearts like our's meet
I fell for you like a child
oh, but the fire went wild..

I fell in to a burning ring of fire.....[etc]

Johnny Cash

[Aphos]

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Im on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
Im on fire

Sometimes its like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Im on fire

I'm on Fire - Bruce Springsteen

[Swatopluk]

Only You

Only you
Can do make all this world seem right,
Only you
Can do make the darkness bright,
Only you, and you alone
Can feel me like you do
And do fill my heart with love for only you.

Only you
Can do make all this change in me,
For it's true
You are my destiny.
When you hold my hand, I understand
The magic that you do,
You're my dream come true,
My one and only you.

Only you
Can do make all this change in me,
For it's true
You are my destiny.
When you hold my hand, I understand
The magic that you do,
You're my dream come true,
My one and only you.

Elvis (who else? )

[beagle]

Let's spend our honeymoon in East Berlin,
And though like lemmings, we will never swim,
The devil's lunar craft makes waves in time,
My Asian brother says, 'Spare me a dime'

Nice Video, Shame About The Song,
Nice Video, Shame About The Song,

Subconcious predjudice, a way of life,
Cause all the citizens of sin are rife,
Our friends are castaways, the ship went down,
The stormclouds gathering and statesmen drown,

Nice Video, Shame About The Song,
Nice Video, Shame About The Song,

By the river of blood, the children cry,
Their egos ruined by an alibi,
The cruel sea of a heartless earth oh,
This must mean something to me,

Nice Video, Shame About The Song,
Nice Video, Shame About The Song,
Nice Video, Shame About The Song,
Nice Video, Shame About The Song, 


Not The Nine O'Clock News-Nice Video, Shame About the Song

[Swatopluk]

The lords of darkness have their decree
The end of all life, no one will go free

The fall shall rise in a river of blood
Follow me lead 'case I am their god

The stench of untamed sloth
Makes me hang everyone in the burning cross
Burn in the high flames of hell you will
Swirling black hate I'm strapped for the kill

Slay one and all to make me whole
Sucking the puny spirits from their soul

The fall shall rise in a river of blood
Follow me lead 'case I am their god

[Solo – Heinz]

Filled with grounds for assault they arise
Craving for life and your worlds demise

Fuelled by my hatred fulfilling my needs
Walking the earth spreading endless disease

The fall shall rise in a river of blood
Follow me lead 'case I am their god

The fall shall rise in a river of blood

Hatesphere - "Hatesphere The Fallen Shall Rise In A River Of Blood lyrics"

[beagle]

(Twenty seconds and counting...
T minus fifteen seconds, guidance is okay)

When I look back upon my life
It's always with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

At school they taught me how to be
So pure in thought and word and deed
They didn't quite succeed
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

Father, forgive me, I tried not to do it
Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it
Whatever you taught me, I didn't believe it
Father, you fought me, 'cause I didn't care
And I still don't understand

So I look back upon my life
Forever with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to - it's a sin
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin

Confiteor Deo omnipotenti vobis fratres, quia peccavi nimis cogitatione,
verbo, opere et omissione, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.


Pet Shop Boys - It's a Sin

[Griffin NoName]

It's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye

Because I was afraid to speak when I was just a lad
Me father gave me nose a tweak and told me I was bad
But then one day I learned a word that saved my aching nose
The biggest word you ever heard and this is how it goes

Oh supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye

He traveled all around the world and everywhere he went
He'd use this word and all would say there goes a clever gent
When dukes and maharajahs pass the time of day with me
I say me special word and then they ask me out to tea

Oh supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye
Um diddle diddle diddle
Um diddle aye

You know, you can say it backwards, which is "docious-ali-expi-listic-fragi-cali-repus", but that's going a bit too far, don't you think?
Indubitably

So when the cat has got your tongue there's no need for dismay
Just summon up this word and then you've got a lot to say
But better use it carefully or it could change your life
For example, yes, one night I said it to me girl, and now me girl's me wife
Oh and a lovely thing she is too

She's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

[Swatopluk]

There is an inn, a merry old inn
beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
That the Man in the Moon himself came down
one night to drink his fill.

The ostler has a tipsy cat
that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he runs his bow,
Now squeaking high, now purring low,
now sawing in the middle.

The landlord keeps a little dog
that is mighty fond of jokes;
When there's good cheer among the guests,
He cocks an ear at all the jests
and laughs until he chokes.

They also keep a hornéd cow
as proud as any queen;
But music turns her head like ale,
And makes her wave her tufted tail
and dance upon the green.

And O! the rows of silver dishes
and the store of silver spoons!
For Sunday there's a special pair,
And these they polish up with care
on Saturday afternoons.

The Man in the Moon was drinking deep,
and the cat began to wail;
A dish and a spoon on the table danced,
The cow in the garden madly pranced,
and the little dog chased his tail.

The Man in the Moon took another mug,
and rolled beneath his chair;
And there he dozed and dreamed of ale,
Till in the sky the stars were pale,
and dawn was in the air.

Then the ostler said to his tipsy cat:
"The white horses of the Moon,
They neigh and champ their silver bits;
But their master's been and drowned his wits,
and the Sun'll be rising soon!"

So the cat on his fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,
a jig that would wake the dead:
He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,
While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:
"It's after three!" he said.

They rolled the Man slowly up the hill
and bundled him into the Moon,
While his horses galloped up in rear,
And the cow came capering like a deer,
and a dish ran up with the spoon.

Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle;
the dog began to roar,
The cow and the horses stood on their heads;
The guests all bounded from their beds
and danced upon the floor.

With a ping and a pang the fiddle-strings broke!
the cow jumped over the Moon,
And the little dog laughed to see such fun,
And the Saturday dish went off at a run
with the silver Sunday spoon.

The round Moon rolled behind the hill,
as the Sun raised up her head.
She hardly believed her fiery eyes;
For though it was day, to her suprise
they all went back to bed.


JRR. Tolkien

For those complaining: This is a song and there are several tunes for it

[Griffin NoName]

Complaining at the TFM is a waste of space; the Guardians never act on it; laziness, contrariness, incompetence, benign, or merely excessive tolerence, who knows

[Swatopluk]

Complaining at the TFM is a waste of space; the Guardians never act on it; laziness, contrariness, incompetence, benign, or merely excessive tolerence, who knows

Especially, when the guardians were the culprits in the first place.

[beagle]

Mrs. Murphy couldn't sleep,
Her nerves were slightly off the beat,
Until she solved her problem,
With a can of Ovaltine.

She drank a cup full most every night
And oooh, how she would dream,
Until something rough got in the stuff,
And made her neighbors scream...

"Oh! Who put the benzedrine
In Mrs. Murphy's Ovaltine?"
Sure is a shame, don't know whose to blame
Cause the old lady didn't even get his name.

Where did she get that that stuff,
Now she just can't get enough
It might have been the man who wasn't bad
Not Jack, that guy's a square.

She never ever wants to go to sleep.
She said that everthing is reet.
Now Mr. Murphy don't know what its all about
So she went and threw the old man out. Clout.


Harry (the Hipster) Gibson - Who Put The Benzedrine In Mrs. Murphy's Ovaltine?

[Swatopluk]

SUCH A PARCEL OF ROGUES IN A NATION
(Robert Burns)

Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame
Fareweel our ancient glory
Fareweel e'en to the Scottish name
So famed in martial story
Now Sark runs to the Solway sands
And Tweed runs to the ocean
To mark where England's province stands
Such a parcel o' rogues in a nation

What force or guile could not subdue
Through many warlike ages
Is wrought now by a coward few
For hireling traitor's wages
The English steel we could disdain
Secure in valour's station
But English gold has been our bane
Such a parcel o' rogues in a nation

O would ere I had seen the day
That treason thus could sell us
My auld grey heid had lien in clay
Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace
But pith find power till my last hour
I'll mak this declaration
We're bought and sold for English gold
Such a parcel o' rogues in a nation