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

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beagle

Procession moves on, the shouting is over
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round their tables
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain

Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by a fury that burns from inside

Cry like a child though these years make me older
With children my time is so wastefully spent
Burden to keep, though their inner communion
Accept like a curse an unlucky deal

Laid by the gate at the foot of the garden
My view stretches out from the fence to the wall
No words could explain, no actions determine
Just watching the trees
and the leaves as they fall


Joy Division - The Eternal

Official Darlica/Beagle JD fan club approved lyrics.
The angels have the phone box




Aphos


Listen hear the sound
The child awakes
Wonder all around
The child awakes
Now in his life he never must be lost
No thoughts must deceive him
In life he must trust

With the eyes of a child
You must come out and see
That your world's spinning 'round
And through life you will be
A small part
Of a hope
Of a love
That exists
In the eyes of a child you will see

Earth falls far away
New life awaits
Time it has no day
New life awwaits
Here is your dream and now how does it feel
No words will go with you
And now what is real?

With the eyes of a child
You must come out and see
That your world's spinning 'round
And through life you will be
A small part
Of a hope
Of a love
That exists
In the eyes of a child you will see

The Eyes of a Child - The Moody Blues
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Kiyoodle the Gambrinous

When you're falling awake and you
take stock of the new day,
and you hear your voice croak as you
choke on what you need to say,
well, don't you fret, don't you fear,
I will give you good cheer.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

If you wait then your plate I will fill.

As the verses unfold and your
soul suffers the long day,
and the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room,
you struggle on your way.
[ Lyrics found at www.mp3lyrics.org/8WN ]
Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry,
lick the dust from your eye.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.

As the Baker Street train spills your
pain all over your new dress,
and the symphony sounds
underground put you under duress,
well don't you squeal as the heel
grinds you under the wheel.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

But the tune ends too soon for us all.

Jethro Tull - Life is a Long Song
********************

I'm back..

********************

beagle

When that I was and a little tiny boy
With a Hey-ho
The wind and the rain
A foolish thing was but a toy
For the rain it raineth
Every day

But when I came to man's estate
With a Hey-ho
The wind and the rain
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain it raineth
Every day

But when I came at last to wife
With a Hey-ho
The wind and the rain
By swaggering I could never thrive
For the rain it raineth
Every day

But when I came unto my bed
With a Hey-ho
The wind and the rain
With tosspots still a drunken head
For the rain it raineth
Every day

A great while ago the world began
With a Hey-ho
The wind and the rain
But that's all one our play is done
And we'll strive to please you
Every day

------

Shakespeare (attributed)

For Brits enjoying Storm Johanna.
The angels have the phone box




Aphos

I slipped into my jeans lookin' hard and feelin' mean
I took a spit at the moon it's all in this luney tune
Just a little insane a couple of shots I can't feel no pain
Hey where have I been and who are these scary men
Is this all real is this all necessary or it this a joke
Many know I don't regret at all
They locked me up for good pinned me against the wall
I can't find the exit I quit lookin' for doors
I stole a razor from the commissary I just couldn't take it no more
I'm swimmin' in blood like a rat on a sewer floor
No longer insane just part of this crazy dream

Luney Tune - Alice Cooper
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Swatopluk

Pink Floyd
Another Brick In The wall

Daddy's home cross the Ocean.
Leaving just a memory.
The snapshot in the Family album.
Daddy what else did you leave for me?
Damn It! What did you leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher leave the kids alone.
Hey, teacher leave the kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall

We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teachers leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher leave those kids alone!
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

<crowd noise>

I don't need no arms around me.
And I don't need no drugs to calm me.
I have seen the writing on the wall.
Don't think I'll need anything at all.
No, don't think I'll need anything at all.
All in all it was just bricks in the wall.
All in all it was just bricks in the wall.

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

pieces o nine

Animal Logic: "In The Garden"

Let's take a walk in the Garden of Eden
Where Eve and Adam walked before
No golden apple, no double meanin'
Don't pay attention if you're offered more

Let's roll around in the Garden of Eden
Let's discover heavenly delights
Don't need permission, don't need a reason
We won't care if it's day or night

No laws were broken here for what it's worth
I'm beggin' you not to run
Lay down your heart in paradise on earth
Forget everything I've done

chorus:
We'll be walkin' in the garden
Leave temptation behind
We'll be dreamin' in the garden
We can stay forver if you'd only make up your mind

Across the deserts
Over the oceans
Lie the gates to
Pure devotion

So take my hand to a land we'll discover
We can build a city of our own
Maybe then we'll let in all of the others
Or just stay locked in our homes

No laws were broken...

chorus

And when the thunder roars
And lightning rocks the shores
And every grain of sand gets washed away
You and I will stay

chorus
"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"
--Marquise de Sevigne, February 11, 1677

Aphos

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with its life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

A Horse With No Name - America
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Sibling Chatty

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Strange Fruit--Billie Holiday
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Aphos

Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man

I saw cotton
and I saw black
Tall white mansions
and little shacks.
Southern man
when will you
pay them back?
I heard screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?

Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man

Lily Belle,
your hair is golden brown
I've seen your black man
comin' round
Swear by God
I'm gonna cut him down!
I heard screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?

Southern Man - Neil Young
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Sibling Chatty

Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes

Well I heard mister young sing about her
Well, I heard ole neil put her down
Well, I hope neil young will remember
A southern man dont need him around anyhow

Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, Im coming home to you

In birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth

Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, Im coming home to you
Here I come alabama

Now muscle shoals has got the swampers
And theyve been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when Im feeling blue
Now how about you?

Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, Im coming home to you

Sweet home alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lordy
Lord, Im coming home to you

Yea, yea montgomerys got the answer

Lynrd Skynrd--Sweet Home Alabama

Musical response to Neil Young's assumption that all racism is Southern in origin. (Which he backed up in interview, and has since recanted.)
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Aphos

When You Were Young And Your Heart Was An Open Book
You Used To Say Live And Let Live
(You Know You Did, You Know You Did You Know You Did)
But In This Ever Changing World In Which We Live In
Makes You Give In And Cry

Say Live And Let Die
Live And Let Die
Live And Let Die
Live And Let Die

What Does It Matter To Ya
When You Got A Job To Do
You Gotta Do It Well
You Gotta Give The Other Fellow Hell

When You Were Young And Your Heart Was An Open Book
You Used To Say Live And Let Live
(You Know You Did, You Know You Did You Know You Did)
But In This Ever Changing World In Which We Live In
Makes You Give In And Cry

Live and Let Die - Paul McCartney and Wings
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

beagle

I'm so worried about what's happening today,
In the Middle East, you know.
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval
System they've got at Heathrow.
I'm so worried about the fashoins today,
I don't think they're good for your feet.
And I'm so worried about the shows on TV
That sometimes they want to repeat.
I'm so worried about what's happening today,
In the Middle East, you know.
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval
System they've got at Heathrow.
I'm so worried about my hair falling out,
And the state of the world today.
And I'm so worried about being so full of doubt
About everything anyway.
I'm so worried about modern technology,
I'm so worried about all the things
That they dump in the sea.
I'm so worried about it, worried about it,
Worried, worried, worried.
I'm so worried about everything that can go wrong.
I'm so worried about whether people like this song.
I'm so worried about this very next verse,
It isn't the best that I've got.
And I'm so worried about whether I should go on
Or whether I shouldn't just stop.
I'm so worried about whether I ought to have stopped.
And I'm so worried because it's the
sort of thing I ought to know.
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval
System they've got at Heathrow.
I'm so worried about whether I should have stopped then,
I'm so worried that I'm driving everyone round the bend.
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval
System they've got at Heathrow.


Monty Python's "Heathrow T5" song.
The angels have the phone box




Aphos

Tv dinners there's nothin' else to eat
Tv dinners they really can't be beat
I like 'em frozen but you understand
I throw 'em in and wave 'em and I'm a brand new man oh yeah!

Tv dinners they're goin' to my head
Tv dinners my skin is turnin' red
Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin
I can't wait until tomorrow.... And thaw one out again oh yeah!

Tv dinners I'm feelin' kinda rough
Tv dinners this one's kinda tough
I like the enchiladas and the teriaki too
I even like the chicken if.... The sauce is not too blue.

And they're mine, all mine, oh yeah
And they sure are fine.
Gotta have 'em
Gimme somethin' now.

TV Dinners - ZZ Top
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Swatopluk

Eddy Grant: Gimme Hope Joanna

Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all
She's got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in a subjection
But maybe pressure can make Jo'anna see
How everybody could a live as one

[chorus:]
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
'Fore the morning come
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Hope before the morning come

I hear she make all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn't care if the fun and games she play
Is dang'rous to ev'ryone

[chorus]

She's got supporters in high up places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Jo'anna give them the fancy money
Oh to tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Jo'anna makes
They got a good explanation

[chorus]

Even the preacher who works for Jesus
The Archbishop who's a peaceful man
Together say that the freedom fighters
Will overcome the very strong
I wanna know if you're blind Jo'anna
If you wanna hear the sound of drums
Can't you see that the tide is turning
Oh don't make me wait till the morning come

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