"Mother Country Music let your sad songs roll,
You nurtured me in childhood, you're a haven for my soul. Mother Country Music let your guitars roll on, there's arefuge for my troubles..in Your song.
Mother Country Music-Vern Godsin
Sad Songs and Waltz's aren't Selling this Year
(Willie Nelson)
Railroad Lady Jimmy Buffett/Jerry Jeff Walker
She's a railroad lady
Just a little bit shady
Spending her days on the train
She's a semi-good looker
The fast rails they took 'er
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
South Station on Boston to the stockyards of Austin
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orlean's rain
Now that the railpacks
Has taken the best tracks
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
PS. There's
Monday Morning Church, bu Alan Jackson too.
It's only a few lines that I hear over and over
You left my heart as empty as a Monday Morning Church...
I Love 4-5 Buffett songs and hate the rest, wonder how that happens.
Let's Talk About Sex, Baby
Boomerang's thread title has me singing this song. Salt 'n' Peppa wasn't it?
Gotta be careful, though, don't want to be singing that out loud at work.
Rosie by Jackson Browne......Kicky's thread about singing condoms and his question about what would play when he was masturbating... he he he.....that song cracks me up....
Kicky is one sick, sick puppy. Best not to encourage him.
I listened to 'Hunky Dory' on the weekend and for some goddam reason I have the lyrics of 'The Bewley Brothers' running around in my head:
And so the story goes they wore the clothes
They said the things to make it seem improbable
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
And the goodmen tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
And the world was asleep to our latent fuss
Sighing, the swirl through the streets
Like the crust of the sun
The bewlay brothers
In our wings that bark
Flashing teeth of brass
Standing tall in the dark
Oh, and we were gone
Hanging out with your dwarf men
We were so turned on
By your lack of conclusions
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In the devil-may-be-here
But he can?t sing about that
Oh, and we were gone
Real cool traders
We were so turned on
You thought we were fakers
Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
The factor max that proved the fact
Is melted down
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my brother lays upon the rocks
He could be dead, he could be not
He could be you
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Oh, and we were gone
Kings of oblivion
We were so turned on
In the mind-warp pavilion
Lay me place and bake me pie
I?m starving for me gravy
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
I might just slip away, hey
Just for the day, hey!
Hey, please come away, hey!
Just for the day, hey!
Please come away, hey!
Please come away, hey!
Just for the day
Please come away
Please come away
Please come away
Please come away
Away
(away)
Away
Hey
We're all going on a summer holiday!
My head has too much noise!!!!!!!
The Battlestar Galactica theme music (piece of **** show, piece of **** music)
OC theme music (cool show, teenie-bopper-bullshit music)
Put You On The Game - The Game (Illest rhymes, BUY WESTSIDE STORY!!!)
Thief's Theme - NAS (not the lyrics, just the tune, its soooooo cool)
Numb / Encore - Linkin Park & JayZ (Jay Z rules, but the LP singer sucks)
Lumberjack song - Monty Python (if you've read up to here, chances are that you put on women's clothing and hang around in bars [its part of the song])
Vertigo - U2 (as Maddox the Pirate said so well, Bono is a pussy!)
I don't know if its possible to have all these songs playing inside my head at once, but it sure feels that way.
P.S.
(dont buy the Oakley Thump sunglasses. If you wear them inside, nobody will care if you're listening to the mp3 player in them , you'll still look like a pedophile, tosser, or some strange combination)
I haven't been able to get 'Viene La Sera' out of my head, I am not sure why since Madame Butterfly is not one of my favorite operas. For some reason I keep singing the first part of this aria to myself.
Viene la sera.
E l'ombra e la quiete.
E sei qui sola.
Sola e rinnegata!
Rinnegata! e felice!
A voi, chiudete!
Si, si, noi tutti soli...
E fuori il mondo...
E il Bonzo furibondo.
Viene la sera, leading into Vogliatemi Bene - Butterfly's and Pinkerton's famous love duet. Act 1
Pinkerton
And you're alone here.
Butterfly
Alone and renounced!
Renounced and happy!
(Pinkerton claps his hands three times:
the servants and Suzuki hasten in
and Pinkerton gives his orders:)
Pinkerton
Now then, you close!
(the servants silently slide a
few panels to make the walls)
Butterfly - (to Pinkerton)
Yes, yes, we are all alone...
And beyond the World's reach...
Pinkerton - (laughing)
And the furious Bonze.
Sometimes Erye, I imagine you're reincarnated...
... heard it on the radio this arvo & it's stuck:
sha la la la la la la
sha la la la lardy lo...
sha la la la la la la
sha la la la lardy lo...
yeah you my
my brown eyed girl ....
... either by Van M or Jo Jo Zep, take your pick!
How bizarre Olga - I've had the open riff of Van M's 'Sunny side of the street' running through my head all morning. Aaaagh.
Once Van enters your brain, he lingers! But I'm just as partial to Jo Jo Zep's version, hinge .... being a Melbourne girl & all!
Yeah your my
my brown eyed girl ...
Still there!
This might be a bit obscure for or O/S members...
Quote:I'm gonna wait for the moment to come
I'm gonna wait till we all stop from running
Boxed in like candles, polar bear pride
Turning to terror as the script is read out
Unwilling actors, accomplished protractors will shout
I'm gonna wait till we reach the sky
Tin legs and tin mines, anyone cries
Cry in the hope that there'll be tomorrow
Waiting around there must be a time
Time to start thinking and working it out
C
Come with me now, Try with me now, we'll be laughing
I'm gonna wait till they knock on my door
I'm gonna wait till they dig up the floor boards
Poland in Disneyland, wet dream control
Super computer, the new contraband
I'm gonna wait, we must make a stand
Come with me now, Try with me now one more time
Who's running the world today?
MOVE, MOVE
NOW, NOW
LET ME SHOW YOU HOW
(I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE SONG NAME!!!! PLZ TELL ME IF YOU KNOW IT!!)
Bloody Dresden Dolls song...
coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy
made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
i will never leave my bedroom
i will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....
coin operated boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll
never let him go and i'll never be alone
not with my coin operated boy......
this bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
i didnt think so but im still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that i'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
i'm dying to lose it...
i want it
i want you
i want a coin operated boy.
and if i had a star to wish on
for my life i cant imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
i can even take him in the bath
coin operated boy
he may not be real experienced with girls
but i know he feels like a boy should feel
isnt that the point that is why i want a
coin operated boy
with his pretty coin operated voice
saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why i want
a coin operated boy.
