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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 2:13 am
by onewyteduck
Young man is angry, girl is afraid
She want to get high, He want to get paid

He had to jump up, she had to sit down
When they heard those words
About the trouble downtown

He had to shout, she had to cry
He wanted to kill, she wanted to die

City's burning
Cities burning

Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 8:00 am
by dennisrwood
London's burning! London's burning!

All across the town, all across the night
Everybody's driving with full headlights
Black or white turn it on, face the new religion
Everybody's sitting 'round watching television!

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999

I'm up and down the Westway, in an' out the lights
What a great traffic system - it's so bright
I can't think of a better way to spend the night
Then speeding around underneath the yellow lights

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999

Now I'm in the subway and I'm looking for the flat
This one leads to this block, this one leads to that
The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home
I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone

London's burning with boredom now...
London's burning dial 99999

Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 10:52 am
by Cail
This town I’m in can’t take no more
Decadance is silly
You were my woman
Why’d you have to be so hard and cold

(chorus 1)
Paris is burning
Want to see it from afar
Paris is burning
Want to get to where you are

My life’s in ruin
The girl I love
She’s far away
The distant fire
Brings memories of the love
That I once knew
Where are you now
Been looking all around
And I can’t stay
Help me now
I can’t stay
Much more before I fade away

(chorus 2)
Paris is burning
Want to see it from afar
Paris is burning
Get back where you are

(solo)

I can’t believe
You’d throw it all away
You know you played me for a fool
I’m leavin’ now
This time you know
That I’ll be gone for good, yeah

(chorus 2)
Paris is burning, paris
Paris is burning
Paris is burning
Want to see it from afar
Paris is burning
Paris (fade out)

Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 10:06 pm
by drew
I see London,
I see France
I see (name here)'s underpants

Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 11:51 pm
by onewyteduck
"Lacey things, the wife is missing.
Didn't ask, for her permission
I'm wearing her clothes,
her silk panty hose.
Walking around in women's underwear.

In the store, there's a teddy.
With little straps, like spagetti.
It holds me so tight,
like handcuffs at night.
Walking around in womens underwear

In the office there's a guy named Melvin.
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He'll say "Are you ready?"
I'll say, "Woah man! Lets wait untill the wife is out of town."
Later on, if you wanna,
We can dress, like Madonna.
Put on some eye shade, and join the parade.
Walking around in women's underwear.

Lacey things, missing.
Didn't ask, permission.
Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose.
Walking around in women's underwear.
Walking around in women's underwear.
Walking around in women's underwear......"

Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 11:55 pm
by drew
I cut down trees
I wear high heels, suspenders and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie just like my Dear Pa-PA

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 12:17 am
by onewyteduck
Girls will be boys
and boys will be girls

it's a mixed up
muddled up
shook up world
except for Lola la la la la Lola.

Well
I left home just a week before
and I'd never ever kissed a woman before

but Lola smiled and took me by the hand
and said "Dear boy
I'm gonna make you a man."
Well
I'm not the world's most masculine man

but I know what I am
and I'm glad I'm a man and so is
Lola la la la la lola la la la la Lola.
Lola la la la la Lola la la la la Lola.

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 12:32 am
by drew
O! What are you doing?
And where are you going?
Your ponies need shoeing!
The river is flowing!
O! Tra la la la la lally
Down here in the Valley

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 12:47 am
by onewyteduck
I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley blow,
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 6:09 am
by dennisrwood
Crazy Horses
Osmond Brothers

There's a message floatin' in the air.
Comes from, Crazy horses ridin' everywhere.
It's a warning, it's in every tongue.
Gotta stop them crazy horses on the run.

(CHORUS) What a show, there they go smokin' up the sky, yeah.
Crazy horses all got riders, and they're you and I.
Crazy horses (repeat 3 times)

Never stop and they never die.
They just keep on puffin' how they multiply.
Crazy horses, will they never halt?
If they keep on movin' then it's all our fault.

Repeat chorus

So take a good look around,
see what they've done, see what they've done --
they've done--
they've done--
they've done--
they've done--
they've done--
they've done.

Crazy horses. (repeat several times and fade......)

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 7:37 pm
by Cheval
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, and shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet
They've got to ride forever in that range up in the sky
On horses snortin fire, as they ride on, hear their cry

Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in the sky

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 12:26 am
by onewyteduck
And ride with us young bonny lass ---
with the angels of the night.
Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size
unicorn.
Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind
to Valhalla.
And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry
above the cold wind to Valhalla.

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 4:55 am
by dennisrwood
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods,
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde singing and crying:
"Valhalla I am coming!"

On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
Sultry fields of green,
Whispered tales of Gods,
Of how we calmed the tides of war,
We are your overlords.

On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite all your losing.

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 6:29 am
by danlo
... the massive grey walls of the temples rise from the
Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed
By them, to think that every single facet of every life is
Regulated and directed from within! our books, our music,
Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent
Wisdom of the priests...

We’ve taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the brotherhood of man
Oh what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the red star proudly high in hand

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 1:11 pm
by Cail
High noon
Oh I’d sell my soul for water
Nine years’ worth
Of breakin’ my back
There’s no sun in the shadow of the wizard
See how he glides
Why he’s lighter than air
Oh I see his face

Where is your star
Is it far, is it far, is it far
When do we leave
I believe, yes, I believe

* in the heat and the rain
With whips and chains
Just to see him fly
So many die

We built a tower of stone
With out flesh and bone
Just to see him fly
Don’t know why
Now where do we go

Hot wind moving fast across the desert
We feel that our time has arrived
The world spins while we put his wing together
A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky
Oh I see his face

Where is your star
It is far, is it far, is it far
When do we leave, yeah
I believe, I believe

*

All eyes see the figure of the wizard
As he climbs to the top of the world
No sound as he falls instead of rising
Time standing still
Then there’s blood on the sand
Oh I see his face

Where was your star
Was it far, was it far
When did we leave
We believe, we believe, we believe

In the heat and rain
With whips and chains
To see him fly
So many die
We built a tower of stone
With out flesh and bone
To see him fly
But why, it don’t rain
With all our chains,
Did so many die
Just to see him fly
Look at my flesh and bone
Now look, look, look, look
Look at this tower of stone
I see a rainbow rising
Look there on the horizon
And I’m coming home
Coming home, I’m coming home

Time is standing still
He gave me back my will
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Going home
I’m going home
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is weeping
We still hope, we still hope, oh
Take me back
He gave me back my will
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Going home
I’m going home
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is weeping
We still hope, we still hope, oh

Take me back, take me back
Back to my home, oh, oh...

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 1:29 pm
by danlo
He was the wizard of a thousand kings,
and I chanced to meet him one night wandering.
He told me tales, and he drank my wine,
me and my magic man kinda feelin' fine.


He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire,
and as he spoke I felt a deep desire,
to free the world from it's fear and pain,
and help the people to feel free again.


Why don't we listen to the voices in our hearts
'cause then I know we'd find that we're not so far apart.
Everybody's got to be happy. Everyone should sing,
for we know the joy of life, the peace that love can bring.


So spoke the wizard in his mountain home.
The vision of his wisdom means we'll never be alone.
And I will dream of my magic night,
And the million silver stars that guide me with their light.

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 10:52 pm
by Cheval
"...in the Court of the Crimson King."

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 11:32 pm
by onewyteduck
Once carried through the current, and being swept away
The king is in his closet, he's hiding from today
And though he owns all fortunes, this room is where he'll stay
And his world is filled with darkness, turning grey

Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 12:32 am
by ChoChiyo
The old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be

Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 1:56 am
by onewyteduck
Oh, Stewball was a racehorse,
And I wish he were mine.
He never drank water,
He always drank wine.
His bridal was silver,
and his mane, it was gold,
And the work on his saddle
has never been tooled.
Oh, the fairgrounds were crowded,
And Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy
on the bay and the mare.
And a-way up yonder,
Ahead of them all
Came a-dancin' and a-prancin'
My noble stewball.
Oh, the hoot owl, she hollered
And the turtle dove moaned
Of a poor boy in trouble
on a long way from home.
I bet on the gray mare,
And I bet on the bay.
If I had bet on ol' Stewball,
I'd be a free man today.
Oh, Stewball was a racehorse,
And I wish he were mine.
He never drank water,