Dude Posted December 27, 2005 Share Posted December 27, 2005 Mull of kintyreOh mist rolling in from the sea,My desire is always to be hereOh mull of kintyre Far have I traveled and much have I seenDark distant mountains with valleys of green.Past painted deserts the sunset Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted December 27, 2005 Share Posted December 27, 2005 Shoot me down in flames if I should tell a lieCross my heart I promise that it's trueI've been in love so many times beforebut never with a girl like you With a girl like youto hold and be besideWith a girl like youto fill my heart with pride and joy With a girl like youI know where I belongWith a girl like youI know I can be strong, you knowI won't bring you any painI won't run around againTher'll be nothing to explainwith a girl like you You knowI won't bring you any painI won't run around againTher'll be nothing to explainwith a girl like you Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted December 28, 2005 Share Posted December 28, 2005 Sung by jim Listen to the girlAs she takes on half the worldMoving up and so aliveIn her honey dripping beehiveBeehiveIt Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted December 28, 2005 Share Posted December 28, 2005 By the clear and the winding streamIn the valley of StrathmoreWhere my love and I have beenWhere we'll wander never more But if time was a thing man could buyAll the money that I have in storeI would give for one day by her sideIn the valley of Strathmore From the glen of the golden and the greenI left for a land far awayWhere sadness has never been seenAye, and joy only costs a day's pay In Strathmore there's a long working dayFor a man with his hands on the plowBut it's work I'd be happy to doIf at night I were lying with you As I take a long draft from my glassOh, I'm drinking alone here againAnd I try not to think of my lassFor the old days will ne'er come again Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 28, 2005 Share Posted December 28, 2005 I got nothingYou got somethingI feel out of placeLooking through your windowInto the delicate placeReflections stating obvious mating holds I'll own up to you if you own up to meI'll picture for you if you picture for me Have you got the answerHave I yet won the partIs this just your way of breaking my heartEveryone denies it but they just want to be told I'll hold it for you if you hold it for meI'll picture for you if you picture for meThe delicate placeThe questions it raiseThe delicate place I got nothingYou got somethingI feel out of placeLooking through that windowInto the delicate place I'll own up to you if you own up to meI'll picture for you if you picture for meThe delicate placeThe questions it raiseThe delicate place yeahThe delicate place yeahThe delicate place yeah Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted December 28, 2005 Share Posted December 28, 2005 It's quite possible that I'm your third man girlBut it's a fact that I'm the seventh sonIt's quite possible that I'm your third man girlBut it's a fact that I'm the seventh sonAnd right now you could care less about meBut soon enough you will care by the time I'm done Let's have a ball and a biscuit sugarAnd take our sweet little time about itLet's have a ball girlAnd take our sweet little time about itTell everyone in the place just to get outWe'll get clean togetherAnd I'll find me a soapbox where I can shout it You read it in the newspaperAsk your girlfriends and see if they knowYou read it in the newspaperAsk your girlfriends and see if they knowThat my strength is ten fold girlAnd I'll let you see if you want to before you go Let's have a ball and a biscuit sugarAnd take our sweet little time about itLet's have a ballAnd take our sweet little time about itTell everyone in the place just to get outWe'll get clean togetherAnd I'll find me a soapbox where I can shout itand ive one or two things to say about it alright listen It's quite possible that I'm your third manBut it's a fact that I'm the seventh sonIt was the other two which made me your thirdBut it was my mother who made me the seventh sonAnd right now you could care less about meBut soon enough you will care by the time I'm done Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted December 28, 2005 Share Posted December 28, 2005 Well I woke this morning with a pain in my neck, A pain in my heart and a pain in my chest, I went to the good doctor and the good doctor said, You gotta slow down your life or you're gonna be dead, Cut out the struggle and strife, It only complicates your life. Well I cut down women I cut out booze, I stopped ironing my shirts, cleaning my shoes, I stopped going to work, reading the news, I'm sitting twiddling my thumbs cos I got nothing to do, Minimal exercise, To help uncomplicate my life, Gotta stand and face it life is so complicated, Ladi dah di dahdah, ladi dah di dah dah, Got to get away from the complicated life son, Life is overated, life is complicated, Must aleviate this, complicated life. Like old Mother Hubbard I got nothin' in the cupboard, Got no dinner and I got no supper, Holes in my shoes I got holes in my socks, I can't go to work cos I can't get a job, The bills are rising sky high, It's such a complicated life, Gotta stand and face it, Life is so complicated. Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted December 29, 2005 Share Posted December 29, 2005 I have your good clothes in the car So cut your hat so no one knows I have your dreams and you teethmarksAll my fingernails are painted I Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted December 29, 2005 Share Posted December 29, 2005 (edited) I walked into this bar and the man refused,He said: We don't serve strangers in blue suede shoes,We don't give credit, and we don't give way,We have to think about what the people might say...uh, you know what I mean...I said Sure, man...Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet,and I offered him one of my cigarettes.He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,then proceeded to sell me some second class food.Nice guy -meet'em everywhere...He said, My oh my, I have suffered too long,and this cigarette seems to be very strong;I don't make the rulesI just get what I takeand I guess every rule was made to break.You can take what you like, it won't hurt mecause I'm just working for the company.From the green cigarette, he took a long drag,and said I think I'll pick my travelling bag,I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head,and filling the boss's bags with bread,I want to get out in the sun and rain,and feel the wind on my skin again,the world is large, and I've ve got time yet,and, by the way, thanks for that cigarette,thank you very much;You know, I feel like a new manyes I do, I don't know why,I'd just like to say thank your very much,indeed it's a beautiful day,I think I'll be on my way right awayI'd just like to say thank you very much,yes, I'm getting the hell out of here,yes, I am, bye bye, that's the end of the message,thank you very much. Bye, bye... Edited December 29, 2005 by GPARSUNDA Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted December 31, 2005 Share Posted December 31, 2005 baby, i'm amazed at the way you love me all the time,and maybe i'm afraid of the way i love you. maybe i'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time,you hung me on the line.maybe i'm amazed at the way i really need you. baby, i'm a man, maybe i'm a lonely manwho's in the middle of somethingthat he doesn't really understand. baby, i'm a man,and maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me.baby, won't you help me to understand? baby, i'm a man, maybe i'm a lonely manwho's in the middle of somethingthat he doesn't really understand. baby, i'm a man,and maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me.baby, won't you help me to understand? maybe i'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time,maybe i'm afraid of the way leave you. maybe i'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song,right me when i'm wrongmaybe i'm amazed at the way i really need you. Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted December 31, 2005 Share Posted December 31, 2005 We got the newsIthaca got snowIt was just that kind of dayAll I know is that you've gone and left us here belowAll I wish is that you'd stay We leave this cursed city in the same way we come inWe trace the roadsOn the way out, we shed our certainties like clothes We thought this was our sacrificeBut the world knew otherwiseAnd took you from usBefore your time, right before our eyes We think we're walking homeBut you can't go there unless it wants youYou can stand on the streetsBut still the destination haunts youIs that where you are now?To have believed that's truest loveAin't it clever now that we have love and we don't have you It took this much to make me seeStill I barely understandLove will always, always be larger and different than our plans Love will never listen to usAnd why should it?Love knows the scoreIt builds better songs than we doIt sings a better metaphor Link to post Share on other sites
Guest gsteinb Posted December 31, 2005 Share Posted December 31, 2005 over rated Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted December 31, 2005 Share Posted December 31, 2005 Link to post Share on other sites
Guest gsteinb Posted January 1, 2006 Share Posted January 1, 2006 the tongue one was better Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted January 1, 2006 Share Posted January 1, 2006 Pretty much always. Link to post Share on other sites
timbits Posted January 1, 2006 Author Share Posted January 1, 2006 At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has comeSweethearts walk by togetherAnd I still miss someone I go out on a partyAnd look for a little funBut I find a darkened cornerbecause I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blue eyesI see them every whereI miss those arms that held meWhen all the love was there I wonder if she's sorryFor leavin' what we'd begunThere's someone for me somewhereAnd I still miss someone Link to post Share on other sites
Guest gsteinb Posted January 1, 2006 Share Posted January 1, 2006 you're too sweet to let go ofbut i don't need to fall in lovenow i'm too tired to talk my way out of this oneit's a losing game i've had enough it's too late to make things rightand there ain't no strength left in this heart of minenow we make quite a pairbut we never got our share of good timesit sure felt nice little silver heartthat you once adoredand you don't wear my heartaround your neck no more you're too good for this game of mineand girl i know i never treat you rightjust a little silver heartsend my lucky staron a little silver chainvalentine all the tears were cried for youdon't mean a thingall the tears were cried for mejust won't change me Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 1, 2006 Share Posted January 1, 2006 Clean as a whistleSmellin Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 This is the first day of my lifeI swear I was born right in the doorwayI went out in the rain suddenly everything changedThey're spreading blankets on the beach Yours is the first face that I sawI think I was blind before I met youNow I don Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Wake me when the day breaksShow me how the sun shinesTell me about your heartachesWho could be so unkind? Do you dream to touch me? And smile down deep insideOr could you just kill me? It Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Forever known as the "ex-wife song" to me. Link to post Share on other sites
WildMercurySound Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 So this is the new yearAnd i don't feel any differentThe clanking of crystalExplosions off in the distance (in the distance). So this is the new yearAnd I have no resolutionsFor self assigned penanceFor problems with easy solutions So everybody put your best suit or dress onLet's make believe that we are wealthy for just this onceLighting firecrackers off on the front lawnAs thirty dialogues bleed into one I wish the world was flat like the old daysThen i could travel just by folding a mapNo more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freewaysThere'd be no distance that can hold us back. There'd be no distance that could hold us back So this is the new year Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 Well, once I was a stone, many years agoInto a pool was thrown, many years agoTime went by and the pool ran dryExcavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heatBy the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith Well once I was a sword, many years agoAnd my blade was broad, many years agoWore it with pride, and into battle I'd ride, on a warrior sideAnd cut my tail, their was loss of my tailand soon did rust ,corrode to dust, oh my Well once I was a daisy, many years agoIn pastures green and lazy, many years agoBut I was et by a goat who fell in a moatAnd forgetting to float he sunk like a lead and stayed until deadAnd was relieved to find just how kind it all was Well once I was a grub, many years agoAnd I lived among that mud , many years agoBut I'm a reckless mood, and I gave it a CooThat was it with a prune, and when the good Lord was doneI walked with the sun, I shed my skinsAnd tried my wings and flew away Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survivalAnd once I was a carp and lived in waters on the meadowAnd once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the BibleI said pretty boy, pretty boy, Saint Luke Well once I was a mule, many years agoand my master treat me cruel, many years agoBy by was sick, so I moved to a kick, So I took out a stick , laid it back across my backTo an almighty crack to my dismayI cast away into the blue Then I was born a human baby, many years agoI remember I was born unto a lady, many years agoAll our hopes were piled on the back of a childWho turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayerCaused the parson to swear so I took my leaveTo lie and thieve, on my way to jail Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailorKnown good times and disasterBut now I have a teacher and my teacher has a masterAnd the master is perfection, so he'll help us get there fasterDon't need no proof, 'cause that's the truth, and I'll drink to that! Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 2, 2006 Share Posted January 2, 2006 This is the dayOf the expanding manThat shape is my shadeThere where I used to standIt seems like only yesterdayI gazed through the glassAt ramblersWild gamblersThat's all in the past You call me a foolYou say it's a crazy schemeThis one's for realI already bought the dreamSo useless to ask me whyThrow a kiss and say goodbyeI'll make it this timeI'm ready to cross that fine line I'll learn to work the saxophoneI'll play just what I feelDrink Scotch whisky all night longAnd die behind the wheelThey got a name for the winners in the worldI want a name when I loseThey call Alabama the Crimson TideCall me Deacon Blues My back to the wallA victim of laughing chanceThis is for meThe essence of true romanceSharing the things we know and loveWith those of my kindLibationsSensationsThat stagger the mind I crawl like a viperThrough these suburban streetsMake love to these womenLanguid and bittersweetI'll rise when the sun goes downCover every game in townA world of my ownI'll make it my home sweet home I'll learn to work the saxophoneI'll play just what I feelDrink Scotch whisky all night longAnd die behind the wheelThey got a name for the winners in the worldI want a name when I loseThey call Alabama the Crimson TideCall me Deacon Blues This is the nightOf the expanding the manI take one last dragAs I approach the standI cried when I wrote this songSue me if I play too longThis brother is freeI'll be what I want to be Link to post Share on other sites
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