The Lyric Chain

[Earthling]

13 Questions ~~ Seatrain


Deep in the darkest hour of a very heavy week,
Three Earthmen did confront me, and I could hardly speak.
They met me in a hurry, they left me tired and sore,
And when I'm fit for wishing, I hope they'll come no more.
When I'm wishing, I hope they'll come no more.

Standing by the exit, with one eye on the door,
I listened to them argue. I asked them "Why? What for?"
They showed me 19 terrors, and each one struck my soul,
They threw me 13 questions, each one an endless hole.
Thirteen questions, each an endless hole.

Did you see the moon last night,
Hung like a Chinese ball?
You should have seen the moon last night
At the party of us all.

Deep in the darkest hour of a very heavy week,
Three Earthmen did confront me, and I could hardly speak.
They showed me 19 terrors, and each one struck my soul,
They threw me 13 questions, each one an endless hole.
Thirteen questions, each an endless hole.

[Swatopluk]

The world today seems absolutely crackers,
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.
There's fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.
It's depressing and it's senseless, and that's why...
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're always friendly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
There's nine hundred million of them in the world today.
You'd better learn to like them; that's what I say.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They come from a long way overseas,
But they're cute and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese food.
The waiters never are rude.
Think of the many things they've done to impress.
There's Maoism, Taoism, I Ching, and Chess.

So I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese thought,
The wisdom that Confucious taught.
If Darwin is anything to shout about,
The Chinese will survive us all without any doubt.

So, I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're wise and they're witty, and they're ready to please.

All together.

[verse in Chinese]
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Ni hao ma; ni hao ma; ni hao ma; zaijien! (How are you; how are you; how are you; goodbye!)

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
Their food is guaranteed to please,
A fourteen, a seven, a nine, and lychees.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees...

I think the author is Michael Palin

[beagle]

Bian dan kuan ban deng chang bian dan xiang bang zai ban deng shang
Bian dan kuan ban deng chang bian dan xiang bang zai ban deng shang
Lun dun ma li lian mai le jian qi pao song ma ma
Mo si ke de fu si ji ai shang niu rou mian ge da

Ge zhong yan se de pi fu ge zhong yan se de tou fa
Zui li nian de shuo de kai shi liu xing zhong guo hua (ZHONG GUO HUA)
Duo shao nian wo men ku lian ying wen fa yin he wen fa (YEAH)
Zhe ji nian huan ta men juan zhe she tou xue ping shang qu ru de bian hua
Ping ping ze ze ping ping ze
Hao cong ming de zhong guo ren hao you mei de zhong guo hua

bian dan kuan ban deng chang
bian dan xiang bang zai ban deng shang
ban deng bu rang bian dan bang zai ban deng shang
bian dan pian yao bang zai ban deng shang
ban deng pian pian bu rang bian dan bang zai na ban deng shang
dao di bian dan kuan hai shi ban deng chang

Ge ge di di po qian zuo
Po shang wo zhe yi zhi e
Po xia liu zhe yi tiao he
Ge ge shuo kuan kuan de he
Di di shuo bai bai de e
E yao guo he he yao du e
Bu zhi shi na e guo he
Hai shi he du e

Quan shi jie dou zai xue zhong guo hua
Kong fu zi de hua yue lai yue guo ji hua
Quan shi jie dou zai jiang zhong guo hua
Wo men shuo de hua rang shi jie dou ren zhen ting hua

Niu yue su san na kai le jian shan feng lounge bar
Bo lin lai de yao fu gang na hu qin pei zhe dian ji ta
Ge zhong yan se de pi fu ge zhong yan se de tou fa
Zui li nian de shuo de kai shi liu xing zhong guo hua (ZHONG GUO HUA)
Duo shao nian wo men ku lian ying wen fa yin he wen fa (YEAH)
Zhe ji nian huan ta men juan zhe she tou xue ping shang qu ru de bian hua
Ze ze ping ping ze ze ping
Hao cong ming de zhong guo ren hao you mei de zhong guo hua

You ge xiao hai jiao xiao du
Shang jie da cu you mai bu
Mai le bud a le cu
Hui tou kan jian ying zhua tu
Fang xia bu ge xia cu
Shang qian qu zhui ying he tu
Fei le ying pao le tu
Sa le cu shi le bu

Zui shuo tui tui shuo zui
Zui shuo tui ai pao tui
Tui shuo zui ai mai zui
Guang dong zui bu dong tui
Guang dong tui bu dong zui
Bu ru bu zhang tui he zui
Dao di shi na zui shuo tui hai shi tui shuo zui

S.H.E - Zhong Guo Hua

[Swatopluk]

Teruu no Uta
(Therru's Song)

Yuuyami semaru kumo no ue
Itsumo ichiwa de tonde iru
Taka wa kitto kanashikarou
Oto mo todaeta kaze no naka
Sora o tsukanda sono tsubasa
Yasumeru koto wa dekinakute

Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Taka no you na kono kokoro
Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Sora o mau you na kanashisa o

Ame no sobofuru iwakage ni
Itsumo chiisaku saite iru
Hana wa kitto setsunakarou
Iro mo kasunda ame no naka
Usumomo-iro no hanabira o
Medete kureru te mo nakute

Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Hana no you na kono kokoro
Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Ame ni utareru setsunasa o

Hitokage taeta no no michi o
Watashi to tomo ni ayunderu
Anata mo kitto sabishikarou
Mushi no sasayaku kusahara o
Tomo ni michiyuku hito dakedo
Taete monoiu koto mo naku

Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Hitori michiyuku kono kokoro
Kokoro o nani ni tatoeyou
Hitoribocchi no sabishisa o

[beagle]

I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of you all 'round myself
I want a doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
I'm turning in I'm turning 'round

I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so

I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of them all 'round myself
I want a doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up I'm turning down
I'm turning in I'm turning 'round

I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so

No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women
No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark
Everyone around me is a total stranger
Everyone avoids me like a cyclone Ranger
Everyone...

That's why I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so

Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so, think so, think so
I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so

The Vapors - Turning Japanese

[Earthling]

Red Red Wine ~~ UB40

Red, red wine goes to my head
Makes me forget that I still need her so

Red, red wine, it's up to you
All I can do I've done
Memories won't go, memories won't go

I'd have sworn, that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine, stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue heart

I'd have sworn, that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine, stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue blue heart

Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
You keep me rockin' all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollar when you're just in my hand
Red red wine, you make me feel so sad
Any time I see you go, it make me feel bad
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline

Red red wine you make me feel so fine you keep me rockin all of the time
red red wine you make me feel so grand, I feel a million dollars when you just in my hand
Red red wine you make me feel so sad, anytime I see you go make me feel bad
Red red wine you make me feel so fine, Monkey pack him Rizla pon the sweet Dep line
(red red wine)
Red red wine, you give me whole heap of zing, whole heap of zing you make me do my own thing
(It's up to you...)
Red red wine, you give enough of  love, Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start, Right from the start with all of my heart
Red red wine in an eighties style
Red red wine in a modern beat style
Yeah


Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine
You make me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him Rizla pon the sweet Dep line
The line broke, the money get choked
Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat
Red red wine, I'm gonna hold on to you
Hold on to you 'cause I know you love truth
Red red wine, I'm gonna love you till I die
Love you till I die, and that's no lie
Red red wine, can't get your off my mind
Wherever you may be, I'll surely find
I'll surely find, Make no fuss, just leave us

Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine
You make me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline
The line broke, the money get choked
Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat

Red red wine, you give me not awful love
Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start
Right from the start, with all of my heart
Red red wine, you give me holy pahzing
Holy pahzing, you make me do my own thing
Red red wine in an eighties style
Red red wine in a modern beat style
Yeah

[pieces o nine]

Jeremiah was a bullfrog,
he was a good friend of mine.
I never understood a single word he said
but I helped him drink his wine.

He always had some mighty fine wine.

Sing it:
Joy to the world,
all the boys and girls now,
joy to the fishies in the deep blue sea
and joy to you and me.

And if I were the king of the world,
I tell you what I'd do.
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the wars
and make sweet love to you.

Sing it now:
Joy to the world,
all the boys and girls now,
joy to the fishies in the deep blue sea
and joy to you and me.

Ya know I love the ladies,
love to have my fun.
I'm a hard knock flyer and a rainbow rider,
a straight-shootin son of a gun,
I said a straight-shootin sun of a gun.

Joy to the world,
all the boys and girls now,
joy to the fishies in the deep blue sea
and joy to you and me.


-- Creedence Clearwater

[Swatopluk]

Death To The World

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



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.

[beagle]

Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is bent.

Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.

Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.

In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heavens sake.
There's never been so much at stake.

I serve my head up on a plate.
It's only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.

All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he


Placebo - Every You Every Me

[Swatopluk]

Depth of mercy! Can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear,
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?

I have long withstood His grace,
Long provoked Him to His face,
Would not hearken to His calls,
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.

I have spilt His precious blood,
Trampled on the Son of God,
Filled with pangs unspeakable,
I, who yet am not in hell!

I my Master have denied,
I afresh have crucified,
And profaned His hallowed Name,
Put Him to an open shame.

Whence to me this waste of love?
Ask my Advocate above!
See the cause in Jesus' face,
Now before the throne of grace.

Jesus, answer from above,
Is not all Thy nature love?
Wilt Thou not the wrong forget,
Permit me to kiss Thy feet?

If I rightly read Thy heart,
If Thou all compassion art,
Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow,
Pardon and accept me now.

Jesus speaks, and pleads His blood!
He disarms the wrath of God;
Now my Father's mercies move,
Justice lingers into love.

Kindled His relentings are,
Me He now delights to spare,
Cries, "How shall I give thee up?"
Lets the lifted thunder drop.

Lo! I still walk on the ground:
Lo! an Advocate is found:
"Hasten not to cut Him down,
Let this barren soul alone."

There for me the Savior stands,
Shows His wounds and spreads His hands.
God is love! I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps and loves me still.

Pity from Thine eye let fall,
By a look my soul recall;
Now the stone to flesh convert,
Cast a look, and break my heart.

Now incline me to repent,
Let me now my sins lament,
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

[beagle]

It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The t'ings dat yo' li'ble
To read in de Bible,
It ain't necessarily so.

Li'l David was small, but oh my !
Li'l David was small, but oh my !
He fought Big Goliath
Who lay down an' dieth !
Li'l David was small, but oh my !

Wadoo, zim bam boddle-oo,
Hoodle ah da wa da,
Scatty wah !
Oh yeah !...

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale,
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale,
Fo' he made his home in
Dat fish's abdomen.
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

Li'l Moses was found in a stream.
Li'l Moses was found in a stream.
He floated on water
Till Ol' Pharaoh's daughter,
She fished him, she said, from dat stream.

Wadoo ...

Well, it ain't necessarily so
Well, it ain't necessarily so
Dey tells all you chillun
De debble's a villun,
But it ain't necessarily so !

To get into Hebben
Don' snap for a sebben !
Live clean ! Don' have no fault !
Oh, I takes dat gospel
Whenever it's pos'ble,
But wid a grain of salt.

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
But who calls dat livin'
When no gal will give in
To no man what's nine hundred years ?

I'm preachin' dis sermon to show,
It ain't nece-ain't nece
Ain't nece-ain't nece
Ain't necessarily ... so !

George Gershwin - It Ain't Necessarily So

[Swatopluk]

1. War einst ein Riese Goliath,
Ein gar gefährlich Mann.
Er hatte Tressen auf dem Hut
Und eine Zottel dran,
Und einen Rock von Golde schwer.
Wer zählt die Dinge alle her?

2. Auf seinen Schnurrbart sah man nur
Mit Zittern und mit Graus,
Und dabei sah er von Natur
Gar wild und grimmig aus.
Sein Sarras war, man glaubt es kaum,
So groß schier wie ein Weberbaum.

3. Er hatte Knochen wie ein Gaul
Und eine freche Stirn'
Und ein entsetzlich großes Maul
Und nur ein kleines Hirn.
Gab jedem einen Rippenstoß,
Und flunkerte und prahlte groß.

4. So kam er alle Tage her
Und sprach israel Hohn:
"Wer ist der Mann, wer wagt's mit mir?
Sei's Vater oder Sohn,
Er komme her zu jeder Stund',
Ich werf' ihn nieder auf den Grund!"

5. Da kam in seinem Schäferrock
Ein Jüngling zart und fein;
Er hatte nichts als einen Stock,
Die Schleuder und den Stein.
Er sprach: " Du hast viel Stolz und Wehr;
Ich komm im Namen Gottes her."

6. Und damit schleudert' er auf ihn
Und traf die Stirne gar.
Da fiel der große Prahlhans hin,
So lang und dick er war.
Und David hieb in guter Ruh,
Ihm nun den Kopf noch ab dazu.

7. Trau' nicht auf deinen Tressenhut,
Noch auf die Zottel dran!
Ein großes Maul es auch nicht tut,
Das lern' vom langen Mann!
Und von dem Kleinen lerne wohl,
Wie man in Ehren fechten soll!

Matthias Claudius

[beagle]

Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen,
Tod und Verzweiflung flammet um mich her!
Fühlt nicht durch dich Sarastro
Todesschmerzen,
So bist du meine Tochter nimmermehr.
Verstossen sei auf ewig,
Verlassen sei auf ewig,
Zertrümmert sei'n auf ewig
Alle Bande der Natur
Wenn nicht durch dich!
Sarastro wird erblassen!
Hört, Rachegötter,
Hört der Mutter Schwur!

Lucia Popp - Der Hölle Rache

[Opsa]

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich,
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their body to and fro.

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Das ist gut! C'est fantastique!
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
It's nice to be a lunatic.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fe
Over hills and far away

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
C'est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Two fat persons, click, click, click.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! Ow!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! hit me!
Hit me (x5)
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me

"Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick"
by Ian Dury And The Blockheads

[beagle]

I am sick o' wastin' leather on these gritty pavin'-stones,
An' the blasted English drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;
Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand,
An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand?
Beefy face an' grubby 'and -
Law! wot do they understand?
I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!
On the road to Mandalay...

Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea;
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the old Flotilla lay,
With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay!
O the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin'-fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay !


Rudyard Kipling - The Road to Mandalay (excerpt)