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D.S.
Guest
Don't you know that I'll be around to guide you
Through your weakest moments to leave them behind you
Returning nightmares only shadows
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
Crosses all over, heavy on your shoulders
The sirens inside you waiting to step forward
Disturbing silence darkens your sight
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
Crosses all over the boulevard
The streets outside your window overflooded
People staring they know you've been broken
Repeatedly reminded by the looks on their faces
Ignore them tonight and you'll be alright
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright
Through your weakest moments to leave them behind you
Returning nightmares only shadows
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
Crosses all over, heavy on your shoulders
The sirens inside you waiting to step forward
Disturbing silence darkens your sight
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
Crosses all over the boulevard
The streets outside your window overflooded
People staring they know you've been broken
Repeatedly reminded by the looks on their faces
Ignore them tonight and you'll be alright
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright
N
Nick from the nick
Guest
try this
you win some
lose some
you know just what i need
you win some
lose some
you know just what i need
K
karlos2000
Guest
opening line to ??????
"someday I'm gonna smack your face ..........."
anybody?
"someday I'm gonna smack your face ..........."
anybody?
K
karlos2000
Guest
as Paxman would say; "errmm, no"
nope, try again, clue: greatest band ever, first track of their first album ...........Tinytim said:
Wolfie
Is a lunp
White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for cree
Oh will we ever be set free?
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack
Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives
Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good indians are tame
Selling them whisky and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old
Run to the hills run for your lives
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for cree
Oh will we ever be set free?
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack
Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives
Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good indians are tame
Selling them whisky and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old
Run to the hills run for your lives
martin
Rockin on planet Martin
Alright people welcome to the show
Are you ready to rock are you ready to go
Yeah we've got what you want and we've got what you need
So get your arse down here n' let your ears bleed
C'mon drink your beer and drink your wine
Let's have a goodtime
We're ready, so get ready
We're gonna rock, rock tonight
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Airbourne :yo: :yo:
Are you ready to rock are you ready to go
Yeah we've got what you want and we've got what you need
So get your arse down here n' let your ears bleed
C'mon drink your beer and drink your wine
Let's have a goodtime
We're ready, so get ready
We're gonna rock, rock tonight
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Airbourne :yo: :yo:
T
TopBird
Guest
Just when it falls apart
And when it's time to start
Will you sit down here for another day?
And when it's time to be
All the things that we
Are wishing away for another day
Cos me and my soul we know where we're going
We're going where the grass is free
And the air is clean
And the good times are growing
So take me away
Just for today
Cos I'm sat here on my own
I'd like to be under the sea
But I'd probably need a phone
I could be you if I wanted to
But I've never got the time
And you could be me and pretty soon you will be
But you're gonna need a line
And when it's time to start
Will you sit down here for another day?
And when it's time to be
All the things that we
Are wishing away for another day
Cos me and my soul we know where we're going
We're going where the grass is free
And the air is clean
And the good times are growing
So take me away
Just for today
Cos I'm sat here on my own
I'd like to be under the sea
But I'd probably need a phone
I could be you if I wanted to
But I've never got the time
And you could be me and pretty soon you will be
But you're gonna need a line
Wolfie
Is a lunp
And into the valley of death go the 600! Cannons to left of them cannons to right of them! Fire and Thunder! The Trooper!
you'll take my life but ill take yours too
you'll fire your musket but ill run you through
so when your waiting for the next attack
you'd better stand there's no turning back
the bugle sounds the charge begins
but on this battle field no one wins
the smell of acrid smoke and horses breath as i plunge on into certain death
(chorus)
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohx2
the horse he sweats with fear we break to run
the mighty roar of the russian guns
and as we race towards the human wall
the screams of pain as my comrades fall
we hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
and the russians fire another round
we get so near yet so far away
we wont live to fight another day
(chorus)
we get so close near enough to fight
when a russian gets me in his sights
he pulls the trigger and i feel the blow
a burst of rounds takes my horse below
and as i lay there gazing at the sky
my body's numb and my throat is dry
and as i lay forgotten and alone
without a tear i draw my parting groan
you'll take my life but ill take yours too
you'll fire your musket but ill run you through
so when your waiting for the next attack
you'd better stand there's no turning back
the bugle sounds the charge begins
but on this battle field no one wins
the smell of acrid smoke and horses breath as i plunge on into certain death
(chorus)
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohx2
the horse he sweats with fear we break to run
the mighty roar of the russian guns
and as we race towards the human wall
the screams of pain as my comrades fall
we hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
and the russians fire another round
we get so near yet so far away
we wont live to fight another day
(chorus)
we get so close near enough to fight
when a russian gets me in his sights
he pulls the trigger and i feel the blow
a burst of rounds takes my horse below
and as i lay there gazing at the sky
my body's numb and my throat is dry
and as i lay forgotten and alone
without a tear i draw my parting groan
Wolfie
Is a lunp
Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed
[Chorus:]
We're the first ones to starve the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?
[Chorus x3]
All of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed
[Chorus:]
We're the first ones to starve the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?
[Chorus x3]
All of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can
Wolfie
Is a lunp
I play in a band
We're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and
then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks
waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll
make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and
be gone for the night
'Cause I'm more than a handful you'll see
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench press a car
I'm an ex football star
with degrees from both harvard and yale
Girls just can't keep up
I'm a really love machine
I've had far better sex while in jail
I designed the Sears tower
I make two grand an hour
I cook the world's best duck flambes
I'll take the pick of the liter
And girls jockey for me
I don't need these lines to get laid
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I'm the man of the night
A real ladies delight
See, my figure was chiseled from stone
One more for the gal then I'll escort her home
Come last call, I'm never alone
I own a house on the hill with a red water bed
It puts Hugh Hefner's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and Italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the gig
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round [ x2 ]
Ahh, fuck it. Who am I shittin'?
I'm a pitiful sight
And I ain't all that bright
I'm definitely not chiseled from stone
I'm a cheat and a liar
No women's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone
But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monogamous man
No more one night stands
Come on, let me take you home
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round [ x4 ]
We're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and
then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks
waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll
make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and
be gone for the night
'Cause I'm more than a handful you'll see
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench press a car
I'm an ex football star
with degrees from both harvard and yale
Girls just can't keep up
I'm a really love machine
I've had far better sex while in jail
I designed the Sears tower
I make two grand an hour
I cook the world's best duck flambes
I'll take the pick of the liter
And girls jockey for me
I don't need these lines to get laid
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I'm the man of the night
A real ladies delight
See, my figure was chiseled from stone
One more for the gal then I'll escort her home
Come last call, I'm never alone
I own a house on the hill with a red water bed
It puts Hugh Hefner's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and Italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the gig
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round [ x2 ]
Ahh, fuck it. Who am I shittin'?
I'm a pitiful sight
And I ain't all that bright
I'm definitely not chiseled from stone
I'm a cheat and a liar
No women's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone
But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monogamous man
No more one night stands
Come on, let me take you home
So kiss me I'm shit faced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
in the trousers she kissed me
And I only bought her one round [ x4 ]
Wolfie
Is a lunp
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismayed?
Not tho' the soldiers knew
Someone had blundered:
Theirs was not to make reply,
Theirs was not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to the right of them,
Cannon to the left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell,
Rode the six hundred.
Flashed all their sabres bare,
Flashed as they turned in air,
Sab'ring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered:
Plunged in the battery smoke,
Right through the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reeled from the sabre-stroke
Shattered and sundered.
Then they rode back, but not--
Not the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
Oh, the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble Six Hundred!!
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismayed?
Not tho' the soldiers knew
Someone had blundered:
Theirs was not to make reply,
Theirs was not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to the right of them,
Cannon to the left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell,
Rode the six hundred.
Flashed all their sabres bare,
Flashed as they turned in air,
Sab'ring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered:
Plunged in the battery smoke,
Right through the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reeled from the sabre-stroke
Shattered and sundered.
Then they rode back, but not--
Not the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
Oh, the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble Six Hundred!!
Wolfie
Is a lunp
This town, is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place, is coming like a ghost town
Bands won't play no more
too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days
Before the ghost town?
We danced and sang,
And the music played inna de boomtown
This town, is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place, is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can't go on no more
The people getting angry
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place, is coming like a ghost town
Bands won't play no more
too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days
Before the ghost town?
We danced and sang,
And the music played inna de boomtown
This town, is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place, is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can't go on no more
The people getting angry
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
Wolfie
Is a lunp
Oh the world will sing of an English PM
A thousand years from now
And not because he passed some laws
Or had that lofty brow
While bonny good King Richard leads
The great crusade he's on
We'll all have to slave away
For that good-for-nothin' Gordon
Incredible as he is inept
Whenever the history books are kept
They'll call him the phony PM of England
A pox on the phony PM of England!
He sits alone on a giant throne
Pretendin' he's the king
A little tyke who's rather like
A puppet on a string
And he throws an angry tantrum
if he cannot have his way
And then he calls for Mum while he's suckin' his thumb
You see, he doesn't want to play
Just as he is known as Gordon the First
He's sure to be known as Gordon the worst
A pox on that phony PM of England!
While he taxes us to pieces
And he robs us of our bread
King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down
Around that pointed head
Ah! But while there is a merry man
in Robin's wily pack
We'll find a way to make him pay
And steal our money back
The minute before he knows we're there
Ol' Rob'll snatch his underwear
The breezy and uneasy PM of England
The snivellin' grovellin'
Measly weasely
Blabberin' jabberin'
Gibberin' jabberin'
Blunderin'
Wheelin' dealin'
Prat Gordon, that phony PM of England
Yeah!
A thousand years from now
And not because he passed some laws
Or had that lofty brow
While bonny good King Richard leads
The great crusade he's on
We'll all have to slave away
For that good-for-nothin' Gordon
Incredible as he is inept
Whenever the history books are kept
They'll call him the phony PM of England
A pox on the phony PM of England!
He sits alone on a giant throne
Pretendin' he's the king
A little tyke who's rather like
A puppet on a string
And he throws an angry tantrum
if he cannot have his way
And then he calls for Mum while he's suckin' his thumb
You see, he doesn't want to play
Just as he is known as Gordon the First
He's sure to be known as Gordon the worst
A pox on that phony PM of England!
While he taxes us to pieces
And he robs us of our bread
King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down
Around that pointed head
Ah! But while there is a merry man
in Robin's wily pack
We'll find a way to make him pay
And steal our money back
The minute before he knows we're there
Ol' Rob'll snatch his underwear
The breezy and uneasy PM of England
The snivellin' grovellin'
Measly weasely
Blabberin' jabberin'
Gibberin' jabberin'
Blunderin'
Wheelin' dealin'
Prat Gordon, that phony PM of England
Yeah!
Wolfie
Is a lunp
Love Is A Burning Thing
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound By Wild Desire
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
CHORUS:
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
I Fell For You Like A Child
Oh, But The Fire Went Wild
CHORUS
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound By Wild Desire
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
CHORUS:
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
I Fell For You Like A Child
Oh, But The Fire Went Wild
CHORUS
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire