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spendius, I am certain that Oxford has a wonderful library, so that would be the place for you to go rather than here on our modest radio. I, for one, especially enjoy the Oxford book of mystical verse.

For our spedius:

Rod Stewart - You Go To My Head Lyrics
You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning 'round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two

The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my
plea
Cast a spell over me
Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it never can be

You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head

The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my
plea
Cast a spell over me
Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it never can be

You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head
You go to my head
You go to my head

Don't let that got to your head, Brit.

oh my, dear listeners. That should have been, "..don't let that GO to your head."

Ah, Clary, I love that epithet, "Letkin", reminds me of a fairy tale. Thanks for "Clary-fying" that, dear.

i've always believed that to be true

and im pretty much a two finger typist so my thumb would probably not be missed

but i'm glad it's still there

Love Plum's books.

My retired car was Egbert, my newer car is called Algernon.
Nothing like a good bun fight.

Miss LetBet - a request from one of your listeners.
A song for dj jd.

Happiness, it's been no friend to me
But forever after ain't what it's all cracked up to be
Yeah, I had a taste, you were my fantasy
But I lost my faith when I hit reality
I don't need no guru to tell me what to do
When your feeling like a headline on
Yesterday's news

Come on, come on, come on
Give me something for the pain
Give me something for the blues
Give me something for the pain when
I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose
Give me something I can use
To get me through the night
Make me feel all right,
Something like you

Loneliness has found a home in me
My suitcase and guitar are my only family
I've tried to need someone, like they needed me
I opened up my heart, but all I did was bleed
I don't need no lover, just to get screwed
They don't make a bandage, that's going to cover my bruise

Come on, come on, come on
Give me something for the pain
Give me something for the blues
Give me something for the pain when
I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose
Give me something I can use
To get me through the night
Make me feel all right,
Something like you

Pull me under (help I'm falling)
Run through my veins (night is calling)
To a place (feels like I'm flying)
Where I feel no pain (christ I'm dying)
Be the pillow under my head
Cover me when I'm in your bed
Take me higher than I've ever been
Take me down and back again
Come to me, be my disguise
Open your coat, let me crawl inside
Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on
Give me something for the pain
Give me something for the blues
Give me something for the pain when
I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose
Give me something I can use
To get me through the night
Make me feel all right,
Something like you




and

Ah, ehBeth. It's always a delight to see you in our studio, and I know dj appreciates that unusual melody. Thanks, TO.

Well listeners, it's time for a station break:

This is cyber space; WA2K radio

Here is Letty's greeting to my first newbie post-




Naturally,I thought sarcasm and a bit of abrasiveness was in order after an introduction to A2K members like that.It didn't realise it was only the one-way tart's knickers curtains type though.

Not that I was being sarcastic mind you.Clary has just made all that up and that about turning round and saying it was only a joke.It wasn't a joke and I never said it was.

I liked Bobby's jokes and I liked his genetic melting pot metaphor too.It's probably actually happening in societies that have dispensed with marriage and courtship, but anonymously.

Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white

He said come over here girl,step into the light
He says hmmmmm you're right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.

Somebody said that if it doesn't kill you it's making you stronger.I don't think I killed anybody.

And threads are not private corners for mutual stroking orgies either.They are on the world wide web and moderators decide what's okay and what isn't.

So get mad at me if you like but don't think I don't know what it means.

Shut the lights,shut the shade
You don't have to be afraid
I'll be your punchbag tonight.

i'm actually very good with pain, and the tylenol 3's make me very edgy, not sleepy like they warn

i'm basically just taking extra strength tylenol and some antibiotics they gave me

i'll save the 3's for some latenight posting sometime


I got drugs in my pocket
I dont know what to do with them,
I've got drugs in my pocket am I really through with them?

I mean I ask myself, do I really need, to be permantly high?
Stayin` awake for hours and watch my life pass by,
Cuz I've got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)
Yeah! I've got drugs in my pocket, im wearing out me shoes for them,
I've got drugs in my pocket, i'll never need a cure for them.

I say it turns you crazy, they say it makes you sick,
To me its all the same, cuz im just plain thick,
I've got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)

"Hey what you got for me today mate? Anything nice?"

"Well I got some upper or i got some downer or i got some real
hard grass all the way from Jamacia from some blitz town.
Try some of this."

"Alright, i'll have a go, hang on. Cool, thats what I need."

Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Oh Oh

I got drugs in my pocket, I dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)
I got drugs in these pocket, more then just a few of them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)

Yeah cuz I got drugs for when im dancing, and drugs for down the club,
drugs to watch a movie and drugs without my love!

Drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)
I've got these drugs in my pocket and i dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)

OH! I've got drugs in my pocket and I dont know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, Drugs in my pocket)
Yeah! I've got drugs in my pocket I dont know what to do with them!

*Siren*

spendius, the Happy Birthday was a salute to your having been a newbie, understand? The rest of the message had nothing to do with sarcasm, Brit. It was just my way of telling you that I didn't understand what you were saying about the philosophy dept. at Cambridge. I even asked Fresco to help you, because I knew virtually nothing about Cambridge. The Harvard part was a reference to our president who went to Harvard, and was a gentle slur against him.

Now let's try and be civil, shall we?

What song would you like to hear?

DJ: That was a nasty accident.

Here's a little reminder from the Ames Brothers:

It only hurts for a little while,
That's what they tell me,
That's what they say.
It only hurts for a little while,
Then all your heartaches will pass away.
It's so easy to be smart
With somebody else's heart,
But I don't know how to start forgetting you,
What can I do?
It only hurts for a little while
That's what they tell me,
"Just wait and see."
But I will hurt till you come back to me.

But sincerely, I hope you feel better soon.

Anarchy In The UK or Pretty Vacant.(Sex Pistols).

A lady should always get to choose.

Well, our dj is the man of the hour today, and that's how it should be, right listeners?

spendius, you are right. A lady should choose, so instead of the Sex Pistols, who did have a place in punk rock culture, how about this one for you, Brit:



Artist: The Youngbloods Lyrics
Song: Get Together Lyrics

Love is but the song we sing,
And fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Know the dove is on the wing
And you need not know why
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
Some will come and some will go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moments sunlight
Fading in the grass
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
If you hear the song I sing,
You must understand
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
Right now
Right now!

Sorry to hear that, Letty. A bit of flu /cold?

hehe, Our Letty is in rare form. Sick or not, you're still funny!

hehe, Our Letty is in rare form. Sick or not, you're still funny!

Glad someone caught that bit of humor, Reyn.<smile>

Our studio went off the air for a brief moment, listeners, and I didn't get to play this tribute song for my father, so here it is now:

The Way you Look Tonight:

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it ?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look to-night.

Oops, sorry about the double post. It happened during the "cannot connect to database" thing.

No problem, B.C. I'm surprised it happened, however, as the hamster had instituted a method of getting around that problem.

Back later, all.

Beverly Hills
Weezer

Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me

I didn't go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket

[Chorus]
Beverly Hills - That's where I want to be! (gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills - Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...

Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between

I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
Cause I'm the next big thing in (chorus)

[Bridge]
The truth is...I don't stand a chance
It's something that you're born into...
And I just don't belong...

No I don't - I'm just a no class, beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play

[Chorus]

Beverly hills,Beverly hills,(yeah)
Beverly hills,Beverly hills,(gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly hills


Buddy Holly
Weezer

What's with these homies dissin' my girl?
Why do they gotta front?
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent?

Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine.
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time.

[chorus]
Woo-ee-oo, I look just like Buddy Holly.
Oh-Oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore.
I don't care what they say about us anyway.
I don't care 'bout that.


Don't you ever fear, I'm always near. I know that you need help.
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit.
You need a guardian.

Woo-hoo, and you know I'm yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine.
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time.

[chorus]
I don't care 'bout that.

Bang! Bang! Knock on the door, another big bang, get down on the floor.
Oh No! What do we do?
Don't look now but I lost my shoe.
I can't run and I can't kick.
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' sick?
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' blue?
Oh-oh-oh!

And that's for all of time. (x2)

[chorus]
I don't care 'bout that. (x3)


Undone-the Sweater Song
Weezer

(Matt*: Hey bro', how we doin', man?
Karl**: Alright.
Matt: It's been awhile, man. Life's so rad! This band's my favorite, man. Don'tcha love 'em?
Karl: Yeah.
Matt: Aw, man, do you want beer?
Karl: Alright.
Matt: Aw, man. Wow, bro', this is the best, man. I'm so glad we're all back together and stuff. This is great, man.
Karl: Yeah.
Matt: Hey, do you know about the party after the show?
Karl: Yeah.
Matt: Aw, man, it's gonna be the best. I'm so stoked! Take it easy, bro'.)

I'm me, me be
Goddamn, I am
I can, sing and
Here me, know me.

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away.

(Mykel***: Hey, what's up?
Matt: Not much.
Mykel: Um... did you hear about the party?
Matt: Yeah.
Mykel: I think I'm going to go, but, um... my friends don't really wanna go. Could I get a ride?)

Oh no, it go
It gone, bye-bye
Who I, I think
I sink, and I die.

[chorus]
If you want to destroy my sweater...Woah-ah-woah-ah-woah.
Hold this thread as I walk away... As I walk away.
Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked.
Lying on the floor, lying on the floor
I've come undone.

[chorus]

If you want to destroy my sweater. (I don't want to destroy your tank-top.)
Hold this thread as I walk away. (Let's be friends and just walk away.)
Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked. (Hate to see you lyin' there in your Superman skivvies.)
Lying on the floor, lying on the floor
I've come undone!.....

Woo-ooo-woo (x24)

* Matt Sharp (Bassist)
** Karl Koch (The amazing 5th member of Weezer)
*** Mykel (She runs the fanclub with Carli)

Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Jed
Poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed
Then one day he was shooting for some food,
And up through the ground come a bubbling crude
(Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea)

Well the first thing you know old Jed's a millionaire
Kin folk said Jed move away from there
Said California is the place you oughta be
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly
(Hills that is, swimming pools, movie stars)

Well now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in
You're all invited back again to this locality
To have a heaping helping of their hospitality
(Beverly Hillbillies, that's what they call 'em now,
Nice folks Y'all come back now, ya hear?)