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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:13 pm
since I'm in a Mark Knopfler mood today here's;

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:15 pm
and another Mark Knopfler tune;

A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a pack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travellers came riding down the track
And they never went further, no, they never went back
Then came the churches then came the schools
Then came the lawyers then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road

Then came the mines - then came the ore
Then there was the hard times then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river. . .

And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow. . .

I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found
Yes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed
We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road

You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care
But believe in me baby and I'll take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
'cos I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't want to see it again. . .

>from all of these signs saying sorry but we're closed
All the way down the telegraph road
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:22 pm
So, it's happy hour here on WA2K radio, listeners.

When my daughter was a wee thing, she heard her Dad's record and quick study that she was, went around singing, I dot loaded. Proved embarassing when she sang it in Sunday school. Embarrassed

I dropped into a tavern where I saw some friends of mine
The party was gettin' underway and the truth was really flyin'

And I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high

I told my pretty baby that I wouldn't stay out no more
You know every time I tried to leave I fell down on the floor

I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high

It made me feel so happy baby, while it was goin' down
I took a sip every trip that bottle went around

And I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high

Last thing I remember, I heard somebody say
Doggone my soul, let's really roll until the break of day

I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high

If you see my baby, please tell her this from me
I didn't mean to stay so long, but the drinks down there were free!

I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
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McTag
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:28 pm
Giuseppe di Lampedusa was a poopy head
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:33 pm
McTag wrote:
Giuseppe di Lampedusa was a poopy head

McTag is a bed wetter.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:34 pm
What are you drinking, McTag? Rolling Eyes
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:36 pm
Letty wrote:
What are you drinking, McTag? Rolling Eyes

Yeah really the term is POOPITY HEAD
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:41 pm
Well, it might as well be an after hours party. We'll switch on FM and let her all hang out:

Here's to Manchester and New Mexico:

http://www.winewebcentral.com/merlot/Images/Common/Merlot%20Visual.jpg
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oldandknew
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:51 pm
who's drinking ???????????????????


One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now

My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

(Spoken)
And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy

I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

(Spoken)
And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two

Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer





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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 05:57 pm
My God, it's London. What are you doing up at this hour, brat?

You gonna mix those all together, John?


Three Dog Night
» Mama Told Me Not To Come

Will you have whiskey with your water
or sugar in your tea ?
What's all these crazy questions
that you're askin' of me
this is the craziest party
there could ever be
don't turn on the lights
'cause I don't want to see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
that ain't the way to have fun,no, uh uh
open up the window
let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin'
from the smell of stale perfume
and that cigarette you're smokin'
about to scare me half to death
oh open up the window sucker
let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
that ain't the way to have fun,son
that ain't the way to have fun,son

the radio is blastin'
someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girl friend she passed out on the floor
I've seen so many things
I ain't never seen before
I don't know what it is
I don't wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
she said that ain't the way to have fun son
that ain't the way to have fun NO!

mama told me
mama told me
mama told me
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oldandknew
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 06:07 pm
I don't drink booze of any kind. I'll auction the stuff.

It's only midnight and Sinderella has split with the coachman for a trip to happyland
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 06:26 pm
That's good, John of England. I guess you need a bedtime story about Cinderella.

Once upon a time there was this girl who was treated rather shabbily by her step mother and sisters, but she got even and married a prince and turn them all into.......

http://website.lineone.net/~petergrego/hamster6.jpg

and everyone lived happily ever hamster. Razz
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Reyn
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 06:27 pm
And here's another funny one......


Man throws his legs at state trooper

CHEMULT, Ore. - State troopers are used to having angry people throw strange things at them. But a pair of prosthetic legs?

Trooper Don Newcomb got hit with the appendages after stopping a vehicle for driving the wrong direction on Highway 97, police said. The trooper asked the driver to leave the SUV after allegedly smelling alcohol on his breath.

The driver initially refused to get out and a passenger, 53-year-old Joel Kackstetter, got out and told Newcomb that he would rip his head off, police said.

Once Newcomb finally got the driver to the patrol car, he chased Kackstetter, kicking him from behind. It was then than Kackstetter threw both of his legs at Newcomb, according to a police report. One missed him but the other hit the trooper in the chest.

Kackstetter was booked Saturday on suspicion of menacing, assaulting an officer, interference with an officer, criminal conspiracy and resisting arrest. His bail was set at $45,000. The driver was charged with driving under the influence, reckless driving, resisting arrest and attempted assault of an officer.

http://k43.pbase.com/u/diasdosreis/upload/290485.leglessflight.JPG
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 06:36 pm
Hey, Reyn. My word, B.C. I would probably get arrested for giving a cop a donut.

Your Legs Grow Song
Album: "The Weight Is a Gift" by Nada Surf

If you were here
baby we'd increase the dose
there was no fear
in my room when we got close
call me anytime you've got a ghost

you're the only person in the world
i feel that way about
and if you move off to the side
i'll get swept back out
where it's cold but not that deep
cos your legs grow
cold but not that deep
cos your legs grow

there's a lot that rises up
from the bottom of the lake
and its beam has hit me hard
now i'm wide awake
where it's cold but not that deep
cos your legs grow
cold but not that deep
cos your legs grow

if you were here
baby we'd increase the dose
there was no fear
in my room when we got close
call me anytime you've got a ghost
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 07:52 pm
i imagine that mctag is now snoring contentedly.
so i'll have to wait for his reaction tomorrow.
the song is simply called "my old man" , but with abit of imagination one can really follow right along with the poor woman.
---------------------------------------------------------
MY OLD MAN

We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay.
The moving van came round just after dark.
There was me and my old man,
Shoving things inside the van,
Which we'd often done before, let me remark.
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact.
And we got inside all that we could get inside.
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back,
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride.

Refrain:
My old man said: "Foller the van,
And don't dilly-dally on the way".
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it.
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet.
But I dillied and dallied,
Dallied and dillied;
Lost me way and don't know where to roam.
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home.
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand,
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad.
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke,
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had.
You'll understand, of course,
I was cross about the loss.
Same as any other human woman would.
But I soon got over that,
What with "two out" and a chat,
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good.
Refrain:

Oh! I'm in such a mess.
I don't know the new address -
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood.
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night.
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good.
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint,
What I want now's a good substantial feed,
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel,
If I don't soon have a meal,
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
Refrain:
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 08:02 pm
Who knows where taggers will be tomorrow, hamburger, but I like that song, Canada.

Well, it's time for Letty to say goodnight, and I think I will do it with a song by a wonder man:

Stevie Wonder

THE MASQUERADE IS OVER (I'M AFRAID)
WRITERS HERB MAGIDSON, ALLIE WRUBEL

My blue horizon is turning gray
And my dreams are drifting away

Your eyes don't shine like they used to shine
And the thrill is gone when your lips meet mine
I'm afraid the masquerade is over
And so is love, and so is love
Your love and so is love
I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci and get myself a clown's disguise
And learn to laugh like Pagliacci with tears in my eyes
You look the same
You're a lot the same
But my heart says "No, no, you're not the same"
I'm afraid the masquerade is over
And so is love, and so is love
Your words don't mean what they used to me
They were once inspired, now they're just routine
I'm afraid the masquerade is over,
And so is love, and so is love.

But always from Letty with love.
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Diane
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 08:48 pm
Goodnight, sweet Letty. Sweet dreams.

I've always loved Carole King:

A Natural Woman
Carole King

Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel uninspired
And when I knew I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day I met you, life was so unkind
But your love was the key to peace my mind

Cause you make me feel, you make me feel, you make me feel like
A natural woman

When my soul was in the lost-and-found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
Till your kiss helped me name it
Now I'm no longer doubtful of what I'm living for
Cause if I make you happy I don't need no more

Oh, baby, what you've done to me
You make me feel so good inside
And I just want to be close to you
You make me fell so alive
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 28 Jan, 2006 10:13 pm
But on the Other Hand Baby - Ray Charles


You know I'm hooked for you mama
That's why you sling your weight around

You Know I'm hooked for you mama
That's why you sling your weight around

But as long as your lovin' beats your arguin'
Little Girl I'll never put you down

You argue when I leave for work
You argue when I get home
Everything I try to do for you
You always say that I'm wrong
I bring you home all my money
Except the little I keep for expense
And when I get home to you mama you always tell me
''Ray you ain't got nooo sense''


But on the other hand baby
You I can't understand

Ah, But when you put your loving arms around me honey
You make me forget about everything


I think about the lousy way you treat me
Your always-raising sin
I know that you know that I know
That you've got another man
Ah, Half the time that I'm at home
I have to go to a café and eat
And when you argue all night long
I have to go down to the den and sleep


But on the other hand baby
Your loving eases all my pain

And when you put your loving arms around me honey
You make old Ray forget about everything
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RexRed
 
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Reply Sun 29 Jan, 2006 12:15 am
Dys you seem to think alcoholism is a joke!

This just shows how immature and emotionally challenged you are...

Alcoholism is a serious illness/disease and I find pity or compassion for those horribly afflicted by this... I am sure most will agree with me here... I don't expect you to feel one bit of remorse, because of this before mentioned immaturity of yours.

You ridicule John Denver, someone who is deceased and not able to defend himself... That is LOW, "Mr. condescending Dys"... I am inclined to believe your accomplishments in life pale in comparison to those of JD's... John suffered much distress while he was alive, one, being rejected, along with Ann Murry, by the country music "grand ole opry" crowd because they did not consider their music "country". (this is not in the Wiki article either...) This was later retracted... (after the damage was done). Yet, I remained faithful to these artists even while they faced their "out of style" moments... And two, maybe being misunderstood can cut to the heart of someone with such a capacity to see into the psyche of life, you don't know what kind of hand John was dealt?

It is the silence not the song that reveals the heart of a person... (I don't expect you to understand that.)

As you can see I still admire John... Even as an alcoholic and a pot head he was by most accounts seemingly a better man than you Dys... His words had substance, yours, mostly vinegar...

You find fault without trying to understand... understanding is a virtue that you are sorely lacking.

I was raised to speak my mind and I intend to do so.

This is not the first time you have infected my posts with your poison... (which is a worse disease than any afore mentioned).

I will deflect your own prejudice and hypocrisy back at you so, remember how this feels to be nailed in front of your peers...

Letty seems to think you have a heart but I personally doubt it... I believe Letty is too kind to tell you what she really thinks... You have some selfish motive if not to elevate yourself above someone else's suffering, pain and misfortune... I hope it makes you feel BIG... but EVERYONE knows this is due to low self esteem that you have to rub it in to others while they are down... In reality you are only fooling yourself...

You remind me of Job's well wishers in the Bible... many words and no heart...

Dys the quality of your posts fall often way below par because you prey on others less fortunate and easy targets for your own selfish gratification and ego elevation...

If there is a next time, before you start dishing out your hate on my plate, remember how it feels to be exposed for the skunk that you are...

No wonder why JD was an ass to you... I may pick up the gauntlet if you can't act civilized or at least try.

(Letty if you do not want me reproving Dys in your thread please PM him and tell him to get the heck off my back... I still hold no animosity I just want it to stop. I am entitled to free discourse as anyone else without having to endure this constant bullying.) I am only responding to his insult... Dys started it and I am able to finish it once and for all... I expect something to be said.)

And Dys I will report you to a moderator if this continues... this is your second strike... your hateful words on the pages don't lie... remember that.

I have never responded to your post (or anyone else's in this forum) as rudely as you have to mine... Insultingly correcting my grammar insulting people I admire (just because they are my posts) and insulting my own character in the process. Do you expect me to just take it? Feel free to look at my history here, I have been a good, kind and caring person to all on A2K... and I have about almost 5 years history of the same on abuzz.

I have been one of Frank Aspia's friends for six years on these forums even though we have had many disagreements but he is still a dear friend...

Dys you appear to have a cross to burn... why don't you go shove that cross somewhere else please?

Peace with God...
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RexRed
 
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Reply Sun 29 Jan, 2006 12:38 am
Eagle and the Hawk

I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are.

John Denver
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