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"Europe is cut off: there's fog in the Channel. "

aren't you glad you've got the chunnel ?

(i recall that when the chunnel was being built , the BBC was interviewing some villagers in a village near dover.
i recall that the local churchwarden was quite disturbed about the chunnel being built . "can't you see it , all the french people coming over to england as soon as the tunnel is opened ! absolutely dredful !"
i assume he was not for it ?) hbg

Well, hamburger, how about all those Doverites descending on France.

and speaking of France, listeners, didn't I see that a French court fined the paparazzi fellow one euro for his involvement in the death of Princess Di? WOW!

Back later, folks with more music and news from the monster world of our McTag.

letty wrote :
"how about all those Doverites descending on France"

not to worry, they'll go back quickly; nobody speaks their lingo on the calais side . !
hbg

McTag, who's minding the loch?

Well, hamburger, here's a patois that only sea monsters can understand:

The Loch Ness Monster's Song

Sssnnnwhuffffll?
Hnwhuffl hhnnwfl hnfl hfl?
Gdroblboblhobngbl gbl gl g g g g glbgl.
Drublhaflablhaflubhafgabhaflhafl fl fl -
gm grawwwww grf grawf awfgm graw gm.
Hovoplodok - doplodovok - plovodokot - doplodokosh?
Splgraw fok fok splgrafhatchgabrlgabrl fok splfok!
Zgra kra gka fok!
Grof grawff gahf?
Gombl mbl bl -
blm plm,
blm plm,
blm plm,
blp

-- Edwin Morgan

This is a strange one as well:

Heres a llama Theres a llama
and another little llama
fuzzy llama
funny llama
llama llama duck
llama llama cheescake llama
tablet brick potato llama
llama llama mushrooms llama
llama llama duck
I was once a treehouse
I lived in a cake
But i never saw the way
The orange slayed the rake
I was only three years dead
But it told the tale
And now listen
Little Chile
To the safety rail
Did you ever see a llama
Kiss a llama
on the llama
Llama's llama
tastes of llama
llama llama duck
half a llama
twice a llama
not a llama
farmer llama
llama in a car
alarm a llama llama duck
is that how its told now
is it all so old
is it made of lemon juice
doorknob ankle cold
now my song is getting thin
I've run out of luck
Time for me to retire now
And become a duck.

shari, that is hilarious. Reminds me of my niece who once got kissed by a llama. She was too curious.<smile>

I also love James Thurber's carnival of animals. I need to look that up, folks.

There is an old saying in England -----
"Where there's muck there's brass"
It might also apply in a corner of Germany.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/4741262.stm

Pig manure swamps German village

A village in the German state of Bavaria is recovering after being flooded with liquid pig manure.
A tank containing the fetid fertiliser burst, sending a deluge of porcine waste into the courtyards and streets of Elsa, police said.

The sewage was half a metre (1.6ft) deep in places.

"The village was swamped with green-brown liquid - the mother of all muck," police spokesman Rainer Prediger, from nearby Coburg, said.

The tank held about 52,800 gallons (240,000 litres) of fertiliser, Reuters news agency reported.

"It was not very pleasant for the villagers," Volker Munk of Coburg police told the BBC News website.

Officer Munk said the slurry ran down the main street, flooding the ground floors of several homes.

Police estimated the accident caused about 100,000 euros ($119,000) in damage, Reuters said.

Well, there's our Brit. Hey, London. Funny, but I was just ready to play a Beach Boy song for our llama that shari created, but I would just as soon kiss a pig.

Will you look at those blue eyes everybody?

For John's muck and the llamas eyes:

Brian Wilson
» Kiss Me Baby


Please don't let me argue anymore
I won't make you worry like before
Can't remember what we fought about
Late late last night we said it was over
But I remember when we thought it out
We both had a broken heart

Woah Baby
(Kiss me Baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)
Woah Baby
(Kiss me baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)

As I drove away I felt a tear
It hit me I was losing someone dear
Told my folks I would be alright
Tossed and I turned, my head was so heavy
Then I wondered as it got light
Were you still awake like me?

Woah Baby
(Kiss me Baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)
Woah Baby
(Kiss me baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)

Time

Woah Baby
(Kiss me Baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)
Woah Baby
(Kiss me baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)
Woah Baby
(Kiss me baby)
Woah Baby
(Love to only)

Don't you love it, listeners?

Another big money heist on our Sacred Isle

About $50 million went walkies

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/kent/4739324.stm


Family abducted before £25m raid

The security manager's ordeal lasted about eight hours
More than £25m in cash has been stolen from a depot in Kent after its security manager and his family were kidnapped by armed robbers posing as police.
The raid was carried out in the early hours of Wednesday at Securitas, in Vale Road, Tonbridge, by at least six men who tied up 15 staff members.

The manager was abducted after being pulled over in his car by what he thought was an unmarked police vehicle.

The Bank of England confirmed the scale of the raid - one of Europe's biggest.

A Securitas spokesman said "a substantial amount of money running into millions of pounds" had been taken.

This goes out to everyone in playing "answer my question with a question"


Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near

Bridge:

You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize

Chorus:

Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes

Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart and that's why

(bridge)
(chorus, repeat)

You're an angel
You're an angel, baby
You're an angel
You must be an angel

Now I believe that dreams come true
'Cause you came when I wished for you
This just can't be coincidence
The only way that this makes sense is that

(chorus, repeat)

You're an angel
You're an angel, baby
You're an angel
You must be an angel, baby

Clouds just disappear

interesting case in germany :
the largest money-transporter company in germany is going belly-up. apparently some employees(branch managers) were helping themselves when filling up ATM's !
they had underbid all other security companies and were handling 50% of all money transportation in germany . they employees must have thought it was "self-service" . hbg

Ain't nothing sacred when it comes to money, John.

Speaking of money and kings, folks. Here's one from Elvis:

You know, the landlord rang my front door bell.
I let it ring for a long, long spell.


I went to the window,
I peeped through the blind,
And asked him to tell me what's on his mind.
He said,

Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey, if you want to get along with me.

Well, I screamed and I hollered,
I was so hard-pressed.
I called the woman that I loved the best.
I finally got my baby about half past three,
She said I'd like to know what you want with me.
I said,

Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.

Well, I said tell me baby, what's wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
She said,

Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get a long with me.

Well, I've learned my lesson and now I know
The sun may shine and the winds may blow.
The women may come and the women may go,
But before I say I love you so,
I want

Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.

Oops, missed shari's song. Hope the folks on the questions, etc. didn't. Thanks, gal. We could all use an angel in our lives as long as it ain't Gabriel

Well, hamburger, that song by Elvis explains the situation in Germany.

Another quote of the day:

You can't cheat an honest man. Who said that?

My version:

You can't cheat an honest man, but an honest man can sure get cheated.

a song for the meat packers


Money Changes Everything

She said I'm sorry baby I'm leaving you tonight
I found someone new he's waitin' in the car outside
Ah honey how could you do it
We swore each other everlasting love
She said well yeah I know but when
We did - there was one thing we weren't
Really thinking of and that's money

Money changes everything
Money, money changes everything
We think we know what we're doin'
That don't mean a thing
It's all in the past now
Money changes everything

They shake your hand and they smile
And they buy you a drink
They say we'll be your friends
We'll stick with you till the end
Ah but everybody's only
Looking out for themselves
And you say well who can you trust
I'll tell you it's just
Nobody else's money

Money changes everything
Money changes everything
We think we know what we're doin'
We don't pull the strings
It's all in the past now
Money changes everything

Money changes everything
Money changes everything
We think we know what we're doing
We don't know a thing
It's all in the past now

Money changes everything
Money changes everything
Money changes everything

You know, dj. That song is strangely philosophical, Canada.

Money does change everything either for better or for worse.

Here's an old song that I was thinking about, listeners. It says a lot in a simple way:

Artist: Billy Joe Royal Lyrics
Song: Down In The Boondocks Lyrics

Down in the boondocks
Down in the boondocks
People put me down 'cause
That's the side of town I was born in
I love her she loves me but I don't fit in her society
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks

Ev'ry night I watch the lights from the house up on the hill
I love a little girl who lives up there and I guess I always will
But I don't dare knock on her door
'Cause her daddy is my boss man
So I have to try to be content
Just to see her when ever I can

Down in the boondocks
Down in the boondocks
People put me down 'cause
That's the side of town I was born in
I love her she loves me but I don't fit in her society
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks

Down in the boondocks
Down in the boondocks

One fine day I'll find the way to move from this old shack
I'll hold my head up like a king and I never never will look back
Until that morning I'll work and slave
And I'll save ev'ry dime
But tonight she'll have to steal away
To see me one more time

Down in the boondocks
Down in the boondocks
People put me down 'cause
That's the side of town I was born in
I love her she loves me but I don't fit in her society
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks

nostalgia is riper the older you get.
i still play this cut in the car


Lyrics
American Pie

Verse 1
A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

{Refrain}

So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


Verse 2
Did you write the Book of Love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock n' roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm & blues
I was a lonely, teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'

{Refrain}

Verse 3
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the Jester sang for the King and Queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the King was looking down
The Jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'

{Refrain}


Verse 4
Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the Sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died
We started singing


{Refrain}

Verse 5
Oh, and there we were, all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack, be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devils only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing


{Refrain}

Verse 6
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singin'


{Refrain}

Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

They were singin'
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

Ah, John. You know how I love that epic by Don Mclean. Let's do another by him, shall we listeners?


Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

Listeners, that song still gives me chills.

this one was originaly done by Eddie Cochrane way back in 1960 but i prefer it done by The Who

Summertime Blues



I'm a gonna raise a fuss

I'm a gonna raise a holler

about a workin' all summer
just to try to earn a dollar

ev'ry time I call my Baby

try to get a date

my Boss says
No dice, Son,you gotta work late
.

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues.

A well my Mom 'n' Papa told me

Son, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a ridin' next Sunday,
well
I didn't go to work
told the Boss I was sick
Now you can't use the car,'cause you didn't work a lick.

(I'm gonna) take two weeks
gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem
to the United Nations !
Well
I called my Congressmen
and he quote
I'd like to help you, Son,but you're too young to vote
.

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues.