Toadfish Monastery

I'm a chimney sweeping man
You see the black lines
On the backs of my hands
I planted all the gardens
I sent off all the hand-typed letters
To the empty shells on high
How i want to make things better

Maybe you thought i'd be president
With my cheshire grin, high iq
And charming baby blues
Well i'm a lowland forest resident
With lime in the outhouse
And black grime for tattoos

I try to make things better
I try to make things mine
I write a lot of letters
To pass the time

I pulled three hundred rocks
From the land to build my house
I walk quiet through the forest
Like a tiny quiet forest mouse

I'm a chimney sweeping man
You see the black lines
On the backs of my hands

Laura Veirs

I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song.
Im twenty-two now but I wont be for long
Time hurries on.
And the leaves that are green turn to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.

Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl.
I held her close, but she faded in the night
Like a poem I meant to write.
And the leaves that are green turn to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.

I threw a pebble in a brook
And watched the ripples run away
And they never made a sound.
And the leaves that are green turned to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.

Hello, hello, hello, good-bye,
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye,
That's all there is.
And the leaves that are green turned to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.

Simon and Garfunkel - Leaves that are Green

O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Those days are past now,
And in the past
they must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

0 Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Johnny's always running around
Trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm
That he ain't lonely
Mary counts the walls
Knows he tires easily

Johnny thinks the world would be right
If it could buy truth from him
Mary says he changes his mind more than a woman
But she made her bed
Even when the chance was slim

Johnny says he's willing to learn
When he decides he's a fool
Johnny says he'll live anywhere
When he earns to time
Mary combs her hair
Says she should be used to it
Mary always hedges her bets
She never knows what to think
She says that he still acts
Like he is being discovered
Scared that he'll be caught
Without a second thought
Running around

Johnny feels he's wasting his breath
Trying to talk sense to her
Mary says he's lacking a real
Sense of proportion
So she combs her hair
Knows he tires easily

Johnny's always running around
Trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm
That he ain't lonely
Mary counts the walls
Says she should be used to it

Johnny's always running around
Running around


Placebo - Johnny and Mary (Robert Palmer)

You're my world, you're every breath I take
You're my world, you're every move I make
Other eyes see the stars up in the skies
But for me they shine within your eyes

As the trees reach for the sun above
So my arms reach out to you for love
With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine

You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
Then it's the end of my world for me

With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine

You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
Then it's the end of my world
End of my world
End of my world for me



You're My World ~ Cilla Black  1964

Music and words ~ Umberto Bindi

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This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

Theres danger on the edge of town
Ride the kings highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and well do the rest

The blue bus is callin us
The blue bus is callin us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...i want to...fuck you

Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin a blue rock
Cmon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But youll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather

But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah

Substitute your lies for fact
I can see right through your plastic mac
I look all white, but my dad was black
My fine looking suit is really made out of sack

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

Substitute me for him
Substitute my coke for gin
Substitute you for my mum
At least I'll get my washing done

The Who - Substitute

Drat....is that a substitute for Beagle?....how the hell are we supposed to tell.


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Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

More wine and women
is all i crave
big bad women gunna carry me to my grave

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck
if it wasn't for real bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

Born under a bad sign
Born under a bad sign


Cream - Born under a bad sign

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but I LIKE Clapton.......

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ole man trouble - Stepehn Stills

there's a man
you know they call trouble
and he follows me everywhere i go
you know ole man trouble
he can't get me now cos i know
mr charlie yeah
you know i worked hard for you
ah but you're mean to me
just as mean as you can be
you and ole man trouble
you can't get me now
cos my mind is free
and my pockets, lord
you know they're so empty
i got no place to lay my weary head
rather leave all my troubles
and let the green green grass be my bed
and i get what i need
and i need what i get
and there never ain't nothing that i didn't need yet
so ole man trouble
(oh it doesn't matter about what i want
do y'all get what i'm saying)
cos my heart is in my song
m' song blowing in the breeze
ole man trouble
you can't get me now
cos my mind is free
and i got a love for the life i live
and i gotta need yeah what i got to give
so goodbye
ooooooo, goodbye
i got no need for ya
ole man trouble

ole man trouble, trouble, goodbye

Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz
My friends all drive Porsches
I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime
no help from my friends
So Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz

Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a colour TV
"Dialling For Dollars"
is trying to find me
I wait for delivery
each day until three
So oh Lord, won't you buy me
a colour TV

Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a night on the town
I'm counting on you, lord
please don't let me down
Prove that you love me
and buy the next round
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a night on the town

Everybody
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz
My friends all drive Porsches
I must make amends
I worked all my lifetime
no help from my friends
So Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz


Janis Joplin - Mercedes Benz

Half light appears
Shading in the weary days
Darkness draws near
Spreading chills in endless ways
Death holds no fear
For those who see clear
Is it today Lord
That I'll reach you.

Old minds gain will
Strengthened by their silent prayer
New seekers still
Searching for you everywhere
Some find the way
To reach you and say
Is it today Lord
That I'll see you
Is it today Lord
That I'll reach you.

Is it today Lord?   ~ The Strawbs

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Death To The World

(based on "Joy to the World", lyrics written in 1719 by Isaac Watts, music written in 1836 by Lowell Mason)


Death to the world! Cthulhu's come:

Let Earth abhor this thing.

Let every mind prepare for doom,

As anguish and woe he'll bring.


Up from the sea, R'lyeh did rise:

The cultists awestruck dumb.

With ancient rites so wretched and perverse,

Cthulhu's time has come.


Death to the world! Cthulhu reigns.

The Great Old Ones Destroy

With wrath and doom, so cruel and foul,

Replete with obscene joy.

He rules the Earth with dreadful might,

And through our ghastly dreams

His twisting turning tentacles

Elicit from us maddened screams.

Cthulhu's time has come.

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Across the bridge where angels dwell
Across the bridge where angels
Across the bridge where angels dwell
Children play

Beyond the place where time is still
Beyond the place where time  is
Beyond the place where time  is still
Night is day

Close your eyes in fields of wonder
Close your eyes and dream
Close your eyes in fields of wonder
Close your eyes and dream

Along the path where heaven lies
Along the path where heaven
Along the path where heaven lies
All is clear

Ahead where home awaits the heart
Ahead where home is waiting
Ahead where home awaits the heart
Peace is near

Close your eyes in fields of wonder
Close your eyes and dream
Close your eyes in fields of wonder
Close your eyes and dream

Across the bridge where angels dwell
Across the bridge where angels
Across the bridge where angels dwell
Children play


Across the Bridge where Angels Dwell  ~ Van Morrison

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
Far over wood and mountain tall.

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,

With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Until at last our toil be passed,
our errand sped, Our journey done,

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.

Seldom have walked the feet of Men
Few mortal eyes have seen the light
That lies there ever, long and bright.

Clear is the water of your well;
White is the star in your white hand;
Unmarred, unstained is leaf and land

I just had the most awful time trying to explaiin to a forum virgin what the point of this thread IS !!!
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And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen

And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark Satanic mills

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spears o'clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire

I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land


Jerusalem ~ Words written by William Blake
Music by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, (for the womens suffragettes YAY!), version as sung at Last Night of the Proms.

And HERE is a chance to sing it along with Vangelis.

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