Which lyrics are stuck in your brain today?

Oh well ..... at least it's not an advertising jingle!

Funny how some bits of music just get stuck in your brain & play over & over all day .... In this case it was from playing a CD ( a lot!) that a friend gave me: Last Date - REM. An oldie, but I love the live performances!

As well as the above, I also have this on constant replay in my head:

First, we take Manhatten
Then we take BerLIN!

Wonderful!

the wheels on the bus go round and round round and round round and round the wheels on the bus go round and round......

This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye, too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore


...almost an advertising jingle......insidious

Oh msolga yer a mean one...nothing was going on until I read this thread and I therefore blame YOU.

putsomething, you did that on purpose dintcha?

heheh

OMG

Round and round
Round and round
the wheels on the bus....










then we take Berlinnn......








Iinsidious does nicely, jas

It's still stuck there!

I'd really love to live beside you, baby.
I love your body ...

Might just as well relax & enjoy it!

Welcme to A2K, idcputsomething!

OH NOOOOOOOoooooo


Might as well face it your addicted to love....


(serves ya right!)

I will NEVER get this song out of my head. Call me morbid, but I could listen to it all day:

Stranger To Himself
Fairport Convention

He was a stranger to himself,
A spy in his own camp,
And his money was his health,
All thrown to the dust by his very own hand.

Yet his beauty lingered still,
Beyond the draining of the sand,
But greener was the other side of the hill,
Richer was the other man`s land.

But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would.
We loved him, loved him like no others could,
And she loved him, loved him like a lover should.

Take good care of an aching heart,
You never can replace it.
You know you are the master of your art,
You`ll realise that when you think it fit.

Those orbs of blue are jading away,
No laughter from these dances.
Yet you`re bound to remember this one day,
Hazards are risks, and risks are chances.

You can run for cover, run for cover like a frightened hare,
Till it`s all over, all over and there`s no-one there,
`Cause you daren`t discover, daren`t discover that we really care.

Beautiful lyrics, cav. I'd love to hear it.

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They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within

I'm coming now I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'm guided by a signal in the heavens
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin

I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station

I told you I told you I told you I was one of those

You loved me as a loser but now your worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this: to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin


I don't like your fashion business, mister
I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to your sister
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin (chorus)

I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station
I told you I told you I told you I was one of those


And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey end the plywood violin
I practiced every night and now I'm ready
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

Remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
It's Father's Day and everybody's wounded
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

Dunno why, but:

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig?

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish?

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
To fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin' on a star

A decidely lighter & more cheerful song to be stuck with all day than mine, George!

...and all because of the "Happy Family" thread. That was a song my mother used to sing when I was very young. (And which I sang to my own young'uns many a weary night pacing the floor.)

That's nice, George. I'm glad the thread brought back vivid memories of your mother.

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces,
An airline ticket to romantic places,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
A tinkling piano in the next apartment,
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant,
A fairground's painted swings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
You came, you saw,
You conquered me.
When you did that to me,
I knew somehow this had to be.
The winds of March that made my heart a dancer,
A telephone that rings,
And who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
The first daffodil and long excited cables,
And candle lights on little corner tables,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
The park at evening when the bell has sounded,
The 'Ile-de-France' with all the gulls around it,
The beauty that is spring's...
These foolish things remind me of you.
How strange, how sweet
To find you still,
These things are dear to me,
They seem to bring you near to me.
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,
Silk stockings tossed aside, dance invitations.
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you...


These foolish things remind me of you.

You're gonna hate this one. It played at our wedding and RP and I just watched the tape again: http://search.able2know.com/About/12725.html