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a tribute to celine from a great canadian band

Celine Dion
The Arrogant Worms

I think I've got a crush on Celine Dion
The way she beats her chest when she sings a love song
There's something about her makes me want to feed her
And I'd love to be Mister Celine Dion

She'll sing a song in English, and she'll sing en francais
Both the songs will suck, but I love her anyway
She's full of emotion, I'm full of devotion
For Celine and I'll be hers someday

Oh Celine Dion, you soft-rock my world
Won't you please be mine Celine
I would do anything, if you'd be my girl
Oh, be my girl Celine
I sent you cards and letters, but you don't respond
You play hard to get, but my heart goes on and on (and on and on, etc...)
I just wanna say, je aimerez
And I can see your house from my van

Oh Celine Dion, you soft-rock my world
Won't you please be mine Celine
I would do anything, if you'd be my girl
Oh, be my girl Celine

Celine Celine
Her skin's so soft and clean
Just like porcelain
I wish she'd slather me
With a tub of Vaseline
(That was a little creepy) I'm sorry, Celine
Celine Celine

Celine Dion

more canadian foolishness

have you ever wondered why an intelligent human being would become a colorectal surgeon? Well the singers George Bowser and Ricky Blue wondered too, and gave their conclusions to the Annual Meeting of the American Society of Colorectal Surgeons in 1995.

Working Where The Sun Don't Shine (The Colorectal Surgeon's Song)
Bowser & Blue

We praise the colorectal surgeon
Misunderstood and much maligned
Slaving away in the heart of darkness
Working where the sun don't shine

Respect the colorectal surgeon
It's a calling few would crave
Lift up your hands and join us
Let's all do the finger wave

When it comes to spreading joy
There are many techniques
Some spread joy to the world
And others just spread cheeks
Some may think the cardiologist
Is their best friend
But the colorectal surgeon knows...
He'll get you in the end!

Why be a colorectal surgeon?
It's one of those mysterious things.
Is it because in that profession
There are always openings?

When I first met a colorectal surgeon
He did not quite understand;
I said, "Hey nice to meet you
But do you mind if we don't shake hands."

He sailed right through medical school
Because he was a whiz
Oh but he never thought of psychology
Though he read passages.
A doctor he wanted to be
For golf he loved to play,
But this is not quite what he meant...
By eighteen holes a day!

Praise the colorectal surgeon
Misunderstood and much maligned
Slaving away in the heart of darkness
Working where the sun don't shine!

Perfect timing, dj. as for that surgeon, it's called MONEY, honey. <smile>

Here's another side of Celine:

Artist: CELINE DION


Album: Incognito


Song Name: Comme Un Coeur Froid

Matin solitaire
Soleil a l'envers
Mes jours s'endorment
Quand tu t'en vas
Murs de ma maison
Pour seul horizon
Un vide enorme
Tombe sur moi
Le temps qui balance
Entre deux silences
Le telephone
Ne repond pas


Lonely morning
The sun on the wrong side
My days drag on [Lit.: my days drop off to sleep]
When you leave
Walls of my house
As only horizon
A huge emptiness
Descends upon me [Lit.: falls on me]
Time which dangles
Between two silences
The telephone
Does not answer
Comme un coeur froid
La vie manque a la vie
L'amour manque a l'amour
Puisque tu n'es pas la

Like a cold heart
Life falls short of life [Lit.: Life fails/is missing to life]
Love falls short of love
Since you're not there
Balade inutile
A travers la ville
Des rues qui bougent
Et font du bruit
Le coeur fatigue
De vivre a moitie
Et les yeux rouges
Quand vient la nuit

Useless stroll
Around the city
Streets that stir
And make noise
My heart grows weary
From living half a life
And my red eyes
When night falls
On ne devrait pas ouvrir les portes
On ne devrait pas se separer
Meme un jour, une heure ou une nuit
Les avions et les trains qui t'emportent
Nous obligent a tout recommencer
Comm' si chaque fois c'etait fini
Comm' si chaque fois c'etait fini
Comm' si chaque fois c'etait fini

We shouldn't open the doors
We shouldn't be separated
For even one day, one hour or one night
The planes and trains that take you away
Require us to begin everything over again
As if it were all over each time
As if it were all over each time
As if it were all over each time
Comme un coeur froid
La vie manque a la vie
L'amour manque a l'amour
Puisque tu n'es pas la

Like a cold heart
Life falls short of life [Lit.: Life fails/is missing to life]
Love falls short of love
Since you're not there
Toi le voyageur
Toi toujours ailleurs
Ton paysage
Te suit partout
Moi, quand je veux faire
Le tour de la terre
Je ne voyage
Qu'autour de nous

You the traveller
You who are always elsewhere
Your scenery
Follows you everywhere
And me, when I want to make (a trip)
the trip around the world
I travel
Only around us
J'ai le coeur froid
Tu n'es pas la

My heart is cold
You're not there

And that is NOT us, folks. Everyone appears to be in place with proper smiling face.

Listeners, I have never seen so many tired faces in my little place by the sea. It may be that so many clerks are over worked; it may be all the celebrating; it may be just me, but the world looked weary today. A1A is in a shambles and the weather here is unseasonably warm.

While driving home I heard this sad news:

Explosion at W.Va. Coal Mine Traps 13 By VICKI SMITH, Associated Press Writer
23 minutes ago



TALLMANSVILLE, W.Va. - A coal mine explosion that may have been sparked by lightning trapped 13 miners more than a mile underground Monday, state officials said.



"There was some type of explosion either heard or felt by the miners attempting to go in the mine for a shift change," said Lara Ramsburg, spokeswoman for Gov. Joe Manchin. "They then backtracked out of the mine."

Rescue workers have not been able to reach the miners already in the mine, said Steve Milligan, deputy director of Upshur County's Office of Emergency Management.

Four co-workers attempted to reach the missing miners, but they "came to a wall," Milligan said.

A trained mine rescue team was en route. The mine is about 100 miles northeast of Charleston in the north-central part of the state.

The cause of the explosion was not known.

Just when coal was attempting to make a comeback after all the acid rain scares, this is NOT sweet music to our ears.

Dark As A Dungeon
Merle Travis

SPOKEN: I never will forget one time when I was on a little visit down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky. I was a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born, and an old friend of the family. He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are to have a nice job like you've got and don't have to dig out a livin' from under these old hills and hollers like me and your pappy used to." When I asked him why he never had left and tried some other kind of work, he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that. If ever you get this old coal dust in your blood, you're just gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live." He went on to say, "It's a habit [CHUCKLE] sorta like chewin' tobaccer."

Come and listen you fellows, so young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul,
'Till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal.

CHORUS:
It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew,
Where danger is double and pleasures are few,
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine.

It's a-many a man I have seen in my day,
Who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure of the mines.

CHORUS:

I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll,
My body will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones.

CHORUS:

The midnight, the morning, or the middle of day,
Is the same to the miner who labors away.
Where the demons of death often come by surprise,
One fall of the slate and you're buried alive.

Wow! Canada. That is dark and depressing:

Canary in a Coal Mine
Sting

First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live you life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line

You say you want to spend the winter in Firenza
You're so afraid to catch a dose of influenza
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line

Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine

Now if I tell you that you suffer from delusions
You pay your analyst to reach the same conclusions
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line

Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine

First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line

somewhat funny story about a coal mine collapse in the maritime provinces, nova scotia i recall, anyway, some men had been rescued but about a dozen more were still trapped, the men digging had heard no sounds for about three days and everybody feared the worse, in those days many people did not have front porches on their homes, the reason being, the dwelling was incomplete and not subject to complete property taxes, the problem for one women became this, she had to lay her husband out in the parlor when they found him, and she had to carry him out through the front door on the way to the cemetery, she called her brother in law to build a set of steps for the front of the house, nearing completion, news came that sound had been heard from the mine, the men had moved to a new area and were close to rescue, immediatley she informed her brother in law he had to remove the steps so when the husband returned home he wouldn't think that hey had given up hope

You know, dj. Often we find humorous moments in the most tragic of circumstances. Thanks, honey, for pulling us out of the dungeon.

I still smile about our dj's remark about Davy Crockett and misheard lyrics.

How about something upbeat now, folks.

Champagne Charlie:

I've seen a deal of gaiety through out my noisy life
With all my grand accomplishments I ne'er could get a wife,
The thing I most excel in is the P. R. F. G. game,
A noise all night in bed all day, and swimming in Champagne.
Chorus:
For Champagne Charlie is my name, Champagne Charlie is my name
Good for any game at night, my boys, good for any game at night, my boys,
Champagne Charlie is my name, Champagne Charlie is my name
Good for any game at night, boys, who'll come and join me in a spree.

2.
The way I gain'd my title's by a hobby which I've got,
Of never letting others pay, however long the shot,
Who ever drinks at my expense are treated all the same;
From Dukes and Lords to Cabmen down, I make them drink Champagne.
Chorus:

3.
From Coffee and from supper rooms, from Poplar to Pall Mall,
The girls on seeing me exclaim "Oh! what a Champagne swell!"
The notion 'tis of ev'ry one, if ´twere not for my name,
And causing so much to be drunk, they'd never make Champagne.
Chorus:

4.
Some epicures like Burgundy, Hock, Claret, and Moselle,
But Moet's Vintage only satisfies this Champagne swell;
What matter if to bed I go, and head is muddled thick,
A bottle in the morning sets me right then very quick.
Chorus:

5.
Perhaps you fancy what I say is nothing else but chaff,
And only done, like other songs, to merely raise a laugh;
To prove that I am not in jest each man a bottle of Cham
I'll stand fizz round - yes that I will, and stand it - like a lamb.
Chorus:

and later, listeners, a little anecdote and a picture.

The anecdote first, listeners:



In the music-halls of the 1860s, a rivalry erupts between the singers George Leybourne and The Great Vance, which leads to a battle of drinking songs.


Films featuring drinking are common, but the vigorous consumption of alcohol as a metaphor for success sits uneasily with the modern view that heavy drinking is unhealthy. However, in Champagne Charlie (d. Alberto Cavalcanti, 1944) the career of happy-go-lucky miner Joe Saunders (Tommy Trinder) is charted with songs extolling the virtues of drink as he makes his way from pub singer to reluctant music hall star. As his fame grows, so does the value of the drink he sings about.

Set in London's music halls of the 1860s, the film centres on the developing rivalry between Saunders and established star The Great Vance (played with typical gusto by Stanley Holloway), who regards the upstart performer as trespassing on his territory. "How dare you sing a drinking song," Vance demands, "I sing about drink."



Champagne Charlie? <smile>

It's dark; it's quiet; it's my time of night.

In remembrance of Paul:

Heaven sends
A song through its doors
Just as if it seems to know
I'm exclusively yours

Knowing this
I feel but one way
You will understand too
In these words that I say

I'll close my eyes
To everyone but you
And when I do
I'll see you standing there

I'll lock my heart
To any other caress
I'll never say yes
To a new love affair

I'll close my eyes
To everything that's gay
If you're not there
to share each lovely day

And through the years
The moments when we're apart,
I'll close my eyes,
And see you with my heart.

Stormy Monday
by T-Bone Walker

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Lord and Wednesday's worse, Thursday's oh so sad

The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play
The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, I get down to pray

Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
You know I tryin', tryin' to find my baby

Please send her on home to me

Well, listeners. I can't send no woman to edgar, but I most certainly can send Texas a BD song. <smile>

Bob Dylan
» Covenant Woman

Covenant Woman got a contract with the Lord
Way up yonder, great will be her reward
Covenant woman, shining like a morning star
I know I can trust you to stay anywhere you are.

Yes and I just got to tell you
I do intend
To stay closer than any friend
Yes and I just to thank you
Once again
For making your prayers known
Unto heaven for me
And to you, always, so grateful
I will forever be.

I've been broken, shattered like an empty cup
I'm just waiting on the Lord to rebuild and fill me up
And I know He will do it 'cause He's faithful and He's true
He must have loved me so much to send me someone as fine as you.

Yes and I just got to tell you
I do intend
To stay closer than any friend
Yes and I just to thank you
Once again
For making your prayers known
Unto heaven for me
And to you, always, so grateful
I will forever be.

Covenant woman, intimate little girl
Who knows those most secret things of me that are hidden from the world
You know that we are strangers in a land we're passing through
I'll always be right by your side, I've got a covenant too.

Yea and I just got to tell you
I do intend
To stay closer than any friend
Yea and I just to thank you
Once again
For making your prayers known
Unto heaven for me
And to you, always, so grateful
I will forever be.

Surely, edgar, those lyrics may well be returned to sender.

There is a popular story that Dylan was baptized in Pat Boone's swimming pool when he converted.

Really, edgar? Wow!

I can't find the place that our C.J. is looking for, so I'll have to find another song, I guess. <smile>

Bob Dylan had privately been intensely studying Judaism. According to some sources, he had even considered changing back to his original name, Zimmerman. The spiritual had always been a part of his music, with lyrics often borrowed directly from Scripture.
The most recent rumor had it that Dylan had been born again and was baptized in Pat Boone's swimming pool. Rolling Stone said no, but that he was interested in Christianity

UhOh, dys. Does that mean that you will no longer listen to Bob?

Well, let's find a baptizing song, folks. Maybe we can even dip the dys. <smile>

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the starry crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

O sisters let's go down,
Let's go down, come on down,
O sisters let's go down,
Down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

O brothers let's go down,
Let's go down, come on down,
Come on brothers let's go down,
Down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the starry crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

O fathers let's go down,
Let's go down, come on down,
O fathers let's go down,
Down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

O mothers let's go down,
Let's go down, don't you want to go down,
Come on mothers let's go down,
Down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the starry crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

O sinners let's go down,
Let's go down, come on down,
O sinners let's go down,
Down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

songs about rain and baptisms

you folks are all wet

oh well if you can't beat 'em, join 'em

Rainy Days And Mondays
Carpenters

Talkin' to myself and feeling old.
Sometimes I'd like to quit;
Nothing ever seems to fit;
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown;
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

What I've got they used to call the blues:
Nothin' is really wrong;
Feelin' like I don't belong;
Walkin' around, some kind of lonely clown;
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny, but it seems that I always wind up-a here with you;
Nice to know somebody loves me.
Funny, but it seems that it's the only thing to do:
Run and find the one who loves me.

What I feel is come and gone before:
No need to talk it out;
We know what it's all about.
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown;
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do,
Run and find the one who loves me

What I feel is come and gone before:
No need to talk it out;
We know what it's all about.
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown;
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down


Hangin' around, nothing do to but frown;
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down


Take Me to the River
Talking Heads

I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
Take my money, my cigarettes
I haven't seen the worst of it yet
I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down

I don't know why you treat me so bad
Think of all the things we could have had
Love is an ocean that I can't forget
My sweet sixteen I would never regret

I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Push me in the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me

Hold me, squeeze me, love me, tease me
Till I can't, till I can't, till I can't take no more of it
Take me to the water, drop me in the river
Push me in the water, drop me in the river
Washing me down, washing me down

I don't know why I love you like I do
All the troubles you put me through
Sixteen candles there on my wall
And here am I the biggest fool of them all

I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river and drop me in the water
Dip me in the river, drop me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down.

Love the Carpenters, dj. and we do have an alternative for our no dip dys:


SWEET BLINDNESS
Laura Nyro


Let's go down by the grapevine, drink my Daddy's wine, get happy.
Down by the grapevine, drink my daddy's wine, get happy, happy.
Oh, sweet blindness, a little magic, a little kindness.
Oh, sweet blindness, all over me.
Four leaves on a clover, I'm just a bit of a shade hung over.
Come on baby, do a slow float you're a good looking riverboat
and ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me?

Down by the grapevine, drink my Daddy's wine, good morning.
Down by the grapevine, drink my Daddy's wine, good morning, morning.
Oh, sweet blindness, a little magic, a little kindness.
Oh, sweet blindness, all over me.
Please don't tell my mother, I'm a saloon and a moonshine lover.
Come on baby, do a slow float you're a good looking riverboat
and ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me?

Don't ask me cause I ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinking,
ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinking,
ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinking,
wine of wonder, wonder, (by the way).
Oh, sweet blindness, a little magic, a little kindness.
Oh, sweet blindness, all over me.
Don't let daddy hear it, he don't believe in the gin mill spirit.
Don't let daddy hear it, he don't believe in the gin mill spirit.
Come on baby, do a slow float you're a good looking riverboat
and ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me?
Now, ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me?

speaking of blindness, folks. I have to go to bed, now.

Instead of a song:

Love is everything it's cracked up to be…It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.
Erica Jong.

And it is, methinks.

Goodnight

From Letty with love

Good morning, WA2K radio.

Shall we begin the day with a song from Diana Krall? It seems appropriate.

Young lonesome soldier
Sleeping in the rain
Far from home
Half a child
Half a hero
Tossed by the times
Caught in the winds

Dream, lonesome soldier
Weary of the rain
Dream of home
Someone's son
Someone's lover
Dream that your someday child
Never knows the rain