WA2K Radio is now on the air

and let's not be L 7 (letty, you probably know what that means; i had to look it up)

Uno, dos,
one, two, tres, quatro.

Matty told Hatty about a thing she saw.
Had two big horns and a wooly jaw.
Wooly bully, wooly bully.
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.

Hatty told Matty: "Let's don't take no chance.
Let's not be *L-seven*, come and learn to dance."
Wooly bully, wooly bully.
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.

Matty told Hatty: "That's the thing to do.
Get you someone really to pull the wool with you."
Wooly bully, wooly bully.
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.

Hey, There's our turtle with a wooly bully. I promise, m.d. I don't know what in the L a seven is.

Let's see if we can roll one, folks:


And the Interpol will getcha if you don't watch out.



Song Seven

you cant sit up
you fell too fast
you come at the right time
you come too fast
you bloom in spring
you move the sky
youve come in singing
you call me a liar

you were like a cloud
yes you are a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour
you were like a flower
you were just like a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour

dont give up (I owe you)
no dont give up
oh dont give up
dont give up (I owe you)
you were like a cloud

yes you were a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour
you were like a cloud
you were just like a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour

here I feel I wish I could just see it
the love the hate the things that separate
forcing conscious to conscious every small attack
it takes a small man to notice but not to act up
confrontation complication needs a foundation
I'm calm baby, I'm calm

you were like a cloud
yes you are a flower you move i love life is all we need
then you were a lime
now our love is so sour you move i love life is all we need
so sour
so sour

dont give up
no dont give up
oh dont give up
no dont give up
start again butterfly
start again butterfly
start again butterfly
start again, start again dear

L7

if you turn your monitor upside down... it will still say

L7

Well, Good grief, Cyracuz. Where have you been? Grieg was one of Bob's celebs today.

Hey, Norway. Do you know what a palendrome is?

Here's one:


Artist: ABBA Lyrics



I'd like to dedicate this song to mother earth

Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find
I try to reach for you but you have closed your mind
What ever happened to our love? I wish I understood
It used to feel so nice, it used to be so good
So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me S.O.S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me S.O.S.
When you're gone, how can I even try to go on?
When you're gone, well I try, how can I carry on?
You seem so far away but you are standing nearer
You make me feel alive but something died I fear
I really tried to make it out I wish I understood
What happened to our love, it used to be so good
So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me S.O.S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me S.O.S.
When you're gone, how can I even try to go on?
When you're gone, ooh I try, how can I carry on?
So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me S.O.S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me S.O.S.
When you're gone, how can I even try to go on?
When you're gone, ooh I try, how can I carry on?
When you're gone, how can I even try to go on?
When you're gone, ooh I try, how can I carry on?

New from The Doors:


Not to touch the earth

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run
Let's run
Let's run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not goin' very far
To the East to meet the Czar

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

Whoa!

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home

Ya, c'mon!

We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside the evenin'

Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon, soon, soon
Moon, moon, moon
I will get you
Soon!
Soon!
Soon!

I am the Lizard King
I can do anything

Here's many.

Palindromes A Dan, a clan, a canal - Canada!
A nut for a jar of tuna.
A Santa at NASA.
A Santa deified at NASA.
A Santa dog lived as a devil god at NASA.
A Santa lived as a devil at NASA.
A Santa lives evil at NASA.
A Santa pets rats, as Pat taps a star step at NASA.
A Santa snaps pans at NASA.
A Santa snips pins at NASA.
A Santa spat taps at NASA.
A Santa spit taboo bat tips at NASA.
A Santa spits tips at NASA.
A Santa spots tops at NASA.
A Santa stops pots at NASA.
A Santa taps Pat at NASA.
A Santa's rats top Nat, as Satan pots tars at NASA.
A Toyota! Race fast, safe car. A Toyota.
A Toyota.
A car, a man, a maraca.
A coup d'etat saved devastated Puoca.
A dog! A panic in a pagoda!
A dog, a pant, a panic in a Patna Pagoda.
A dog, a plan, a canal: pagoda!
A dum reb was I ere I saw Bermuda.
A man, a pain, a mania - Panama.
A man, a plan, a butt tub: anal Panama!
A man, a plan, a canal: Panama!
A man, a plan, a cat, a ham, a yak, a yam, a hat, a canal--Panama!
A medico: "Negro Jamaica? A CIA major genocide, Ma."
A new order began, a more Roman age bred Rowena.
A nut nosed itself; it stifles tides on tuna.
A pain - a blast - ah, that's Albania, Pa!
A pre-war dresser drawer, Pa!
A relic, Odin! I'm a mini, docile Ra!
A slut nixes sex in Tulsa.
A tin mug for a jar of gum, Nita.
A tip: save Eva's pita.
A war at Tarawa.
Able was I ere I saw Elba.
Age, irony, Noriega.
Ah, Aristides opposed it, sir, aha!
Ah, Satan sees Natasha.
Ah, Satan, dog-deifier! (Oh who reified God, Natasha?)
Ah, Satan, shall a devil deliver Hannah? Reviled lived Allah's Natasha!
Aim a Toyota tatami mat at a Toyota, Mia.
Al lets Della call Ed Stella.
Alan Alda stops racecar, spots ad: "Lana-L.A."
All erotic, I lose my lyme solicitor, Ella.
Amiable was I ere I saw Elba, Ima.
Ana, nab a banana.
Analytic Paget saw an inn in a waste-gap city, Lana.
And DNA and DNA and DNA ...
And E.T. saw waste DNA.
Animal loots foliated detail of stool lamina.
Anna: "Did Otto peep?" Otto: "Did Anna?"
Anne, I stay a day at Sienna.
Anne, I vote more cars race Rome to Vienna.
Apple ho ! Help, Pa!
Arden saw I was Nedra.
Are poets a waste? Opera!
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Are we not drawn onwards, we Jews, drawn onward to new era?
Are we not, Rae, near to new era?
Ban campus motto, "Bottoms up, MacNab."
Bird rib.
Bob, level Bob.
Bob: "Did Anna peep?" Anna: "Did Bob?"
Bombard a drab mob.
Boston, O do not sob.
Bush saw Sununu swash sub.
But sad Eva saved a stub.
Cain: A maniac!
Camus sees sumac.
Cigar? Toss it in a can, it is so tragic.
Cleveland DNA: Level C.
DNA-land.
Daedalus: nine, Peninsula: dead.
Dairy myriad.
Dammit, I'm mad!
Damn! I, Agassi, miss again! Mad!
Dee saw a seed.
Deer flee freedom in Oregon? No, Geronimo - deer feel freed.
"Degenerate Moslem, a cad!" Eva saved a camel so Meta reneged.
Deified.
Deirdre wets altar of St. Simons - no mists, for at last ewer dried.
Del saw a sled.
Delia and Edna ailed.
Delia failed.
Delia sailed as a sad Elias ailed.
Delia sailed, Eva waved, Elias ailed.
Delia saw I was ailed.
Delia, here we nine were hailed.
Deliver, Eva, him I have reviled.
Denim axes examined.
Dennis and Edna sinned.
Dennis sinned.
Dennis, no misfit can act if Simon sinned.
Deny me not; atone, my Ned.
Desserts I desire not, so long no lost one rise distressed.
Desserts, I stressed!
Detartrated.


From rocksolidnetworks

Hey, edgar. Weird song. "Dead president's corpse in the driver's car"? Your lizard king reminded me of another king, Texas.


Hall of the Mountain King Lyrics



Savatage


Far away
In a land caught between
Time and space
Where the books of life lay
We fear
This castle of stone
The mountain king roams
All alone in here
But he's not the only one
Lost inside
Forever hidden from the sun

Madness reigns
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah

His deep
Dark eyes
Keep watch on his kingdom
And the mysteries that sleeps safe inside
His hall
His towers of stone
Shall not be overthrown
For eternity
It is guarded by the king
Insanity and the power that it brings

Madness reigns
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come with me
Stay close by my side
As the darkness of night closes in
Don't fear
In the thunder, it roars
When the Mountain King calls all his children home
To where I hid him we must run
Refuge(?) here but I was forever on the run

Madness reigns
[my friends]
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



.

Elton John ›
Candle In The Wind Lyrics
(Performed at princess Diana's funeral, Saturday September 6, 1997.

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
You called out to our country
And you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candles burned out long before
Your legend ever will

Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile
This torch well always carry
For our nations golden child
And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candles burned our long before
Your legend ever will

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
Goodbye England's rose
From a country lost without your soul
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candles burned out long before
Your legend ever will

i don't believe that paul heaton has ever visited A2K, but his band the beautiful south has much to say on certain topics

the over 40 lust club, and dys and diane's romance could be summed up in the sentiments of this tune

Prettiest Eyes
The Beautiful South

Line One is the time
That you, you first stayed over at mine
And we drank our first bottle of wine
And we cried

Line Two we're away
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay
Well the bus-shelter's always OK
When you're young

Now you're older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
That you die

Let's take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of Decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of Julys
Not through the age or the failure, children
Not through the hate or despise
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes

Line Three I forget
But I think, I think it was our first ever bet
And the horse we backed was short of a leg
Never mind

Line Four in a park
And the things, the things that people do in the dark
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart
Then we did

Now you're older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
You should die

Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of Decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of Julys
You can't have too many good times, children
You can't have too many lines
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes

Well my eyes look like a map of the town
And my teeth are either yellow or they're brown
But you'll never hear the crack of a frown
When you are here
You'll never hear the crack
Of a frown

~~~~~~~~~~

does size matter?
not according to this tune

Perfect 10
The Beautiful South

She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12
Baby keep a little 2 for me
She could be sweet 16, bustin' out at the seams
It's still love in the first degree

When he's at my gate, with a big fat 8
You wanna see the smile on my face
And even at my door, with a poor poor 4
There ain't no man can replace

'Cause we live our life,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

If he's extra large well I'm in charge
I can work this thing on top
If he's XXL well what the hell
Every penny don't fit the slot

I get anorexic chicks, who model 6
They don't hold no weight with me
Well 8 or 9, well that's just fine
But I like to hold something I can see

'Cause we live our life,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

I've bought a watch, to time your beauty
But I've had to fit a second hand
I've bought a calendar, and every month
Is taken up by lover man

'Cause we live our life,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

'Cause we live our life, in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lies
Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

~~~~~~~~~~

our much loved edgar is counting down his retirement, could some of this be in his future

When I'm 84
The Beautiful South

Queuing with the old folk
There's and old man with a wicked smile
Not through smug politeness
He's doing it in style

No savings book or flannel slacks
No "Pardon" when I heard them ask
Just a vodaphone and a filofax

When I'm 64
I'll dream on

They all bore the milkman
Stop him for hours at their front gate
He just sits and thinks
I'll make the bastard wait

No dribbling or incontinence
No longing for the old sixpence
Just smoking weed till age makes sense

When I'm 74
I'll dream on

They all save for Blackpool
Just for the cheap companionship
Meanwhile he counts pennies
For a different trip

No smoking pipes and drinking bitter
No eyeing up the baby sitter
I'll trip up kids and I'll drop my litter

When I'm 84
I'll dream on
When I'm 84
I'll dream on late
I'll dream on
And I'll whisper late

You're in your nineties Arthur
Be careful with your back
Exercise your muscles
I'd rather Jack
I'd rather Jack

Wow! Ask a Norwegian a question and he comes up with LOTS of answers. I'll know better next time, folks. <smile>

Thanks, Try, for that candle. Guess dear Di was burning them at both ends.

dj, what a beautiful way to put two great folks together. I hope dys and Diane see your dedications from the Beautiful South, Canada.

Our C.I. is back from Russia, listeners. So let's dedicate this song to him and his lady fair:

Artist: Matt Munro Lyrics
Song: From Russia with Love Lyrics

From Russia with love I fly to you
Much wiser since my goodbye to you
I've traveled the world to learn
I must return from Russia with love
I've seen places,
faces and smiled for a moment
But oh, you haunted me so
Still my tongue tied young pride
Would not let my love for you show
In case you'd say no
To Russia I flew, but there and then
I suddenly knew you'd care again.
My running around is through
I fly to you from Russia with love.

letty :
i'll add the 'song of the volga boatmen' to give a hearty 'welcome back' to c.i. and his better half !
hbg
--------------------------------------------------
Song of the Volga Boatmen


REFRAIN

Yo, heave ho! Yo, heave ho!
Once more, once again, still once more

VERSE 1

Now we fell the stout birch tree,
Now we pull hard: one, two, three.
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Now we fell the stout birch tree
Yo, heave ho!
Hey, hey, let's heave a-long the way
to the sun we sing our song

VERSE 2

As the barges float along,
To the sun we sing our song.
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
To the sun we sing our song.
Hey, hey, let's heave a-long the way
to the sun we sing our song

VERSE 3

Volga, Volga our pride,
Mighty stream so deep and wide.
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Mighty stream so deep and wide.
Volga, Volga you're our pride.

letty :
here is another song to welcome c.i.

"california here i come ... "
------------------------------------

California, Here I Come
By Al Jolson

When the wintry winds starts blowing
And the snow is starting in the fall
Then my eyes went westward knowing
That's the place that i love best of all
California i've been blue
Since i've been away from you
I can't wait 'till i get blowing
Even now i'm starting in a call

California, Here I Come
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait
open up that golden gate
California, Here I Come

California, Here I Come (yeaaaaaah!)
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait (come on!)
open up (open up! open up!) that golden gate
California, Here I Come

Mr Hamburgler can I assume you and the Mrs along with letty-betty will be meeting us in Barcelona next year?

Jedd Hughes
Lyrics for Song: Time To Say Goodnight

Well, here I am again
Bartender says it's closing time
He knows I'll keep coming back
And you're the reason why
I could never drink enough
To drink you off my mind
Time to say goodnight

I think I've stared a hole
In every wall in this old place
Heaven knows I'm tired of seeing
You in every face
Everybody here's seen every tear
I've tried to hide
Time to say goodnight

Chorus:
Sweet dreams, baby
Sweet dreams, baby
Wherever you are tonight
I miss you, baby
Sweet dreams, baby
Time to say goodnight

Goodnight

I lay my head down on my pillow
And try to find some sleep
I close my eyes and pray someday
That you'll come back to me
I put my dreams of you to bed
And then turn out the light
Time to say goodnight
Time to say goodnight

Chorus

Well, Mr. Hamburger. <smile> I know the melody to Song of the Volga Boatmen, and thanks for that reminder. I also know the melody to Meadow Land. Both are done in a minor key.

And, of course, everyone knows California Here I Come, and Jolson would walk a million miles for one of my smiles.

Next year, dys? My word youngun, I have to make it through this one first.

Cowboy, did you notice our dj's dedication songs to you and the Lady Diane?

letty :
if you go to this link , i promise you'll have some fun !
had seen it on TV many years ago , but never thought it would make it to the WWW.
btw kingston was one of the places where many of the rafts of logs arrived - via the rideau river - before being rafted to quebec city (where they were loaded on to ships bound for europe).
hbg
...THE LOG DRIVER"S WALTZ...

Hamburger, will most assuredly try the link a bit later, buddy.

and speaking of Try our TRY has just said goodnight with a lovely song.

Goodnight, we'll see you tomorrow.

i too am off to the land of nod

I'm on Standby
Grandaddy

I'm rolling down a well worn road
I'm wondering if I'll ever know
If I'll be better than I was before
When I surface through the service door

Bye
I'm on standby
Out of order or sort of unaligned
Powered down for redesign
Bye bye
I'm on standby
According to the work order you signed
I'll be down for some time
I'll be down for some time

I got good at saying "I gotta go"
Number one at saying "I don't know"
But from the stories I've heard
You humans require more words

Bye
I'm on standby
Out of order or sort of unaligned
Powered down for redesign
Bye bye
I'm on standby
According to the work order you signed
I'll be down for some time
I'll be down for some time

Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep and time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the Son /sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well my sense of humanity is going has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writin' what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree
I've followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down on the bottom of a whirlpool /world full of lies
I ain't lookin' for nothin' in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden is /seems more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

I was born here and I'll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so naked /vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the /a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Goodnight, dear dj. You are a marvel, Canada.

Is our dys saying goodnight as well. I know that Letty will have to do so shortly.

Love these lines in your song, dys:



I was born here and I'll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so naked /vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the /a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there