Amazon exiles discussion

I hear the rain. I hear the rain.
I hear the rain.
Got to kill the pain.
I hear the rain. I hear the rain.
I hear the rain.
Got to kill the pain.

Burry me out on a lone prarie.
Prarie water washin' over me.
Burry me out on a lone prarie.
A friend who calls a coyote.

Burry me out in the lone city.
Sewer water color of my tea.
Burry me out in the lone city.
Sewer water wash we all down to sea.

She use to sit and watch and wait.
Now I think I'll go and sit.
(violent femmes)

"O bury me not on the lone prairie"
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of the youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close of day

He had wasted and pined 'til o'er his brow
Death's shades were slowly gathering now
He thought of home and loved ones nigh
As the cowboys gathered to see him die

"O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where coyotes howl and the wind blows free
In a narrow grave just six by three -
O bury me not on the lone prairie"

"It matters not, I've been told
Where the body lies when the heart grows cold
Yet grant, o grant, this wish to me
O bury me not on the lone prairie"

"I've always wished to be laid when I died
In a little churchyard on the green hillside
By my father's grave, there let me be
O bury me not on the lone prairie"

"I wish to lie where a mother's prayer
And a sister's tear will mingle there
Where friends can come and weep o'er me
O bury me not on the lone prairie"

"For there's another whose tears will shed
For the one who lies in a prairie bed
It breaks me heart to think of her now
She has curled these locks, she has kissed this brow"

"O bury me not ..." And his voice failed there
But they took no heed to his dying prayer
In a narrow grave, just six by three
They buried him there on the lone prairie

And the cowboys now as they roam the plain
For they marked the spot where his bones were lain
Fling a handful o' roses o'er his grave
With a prayer to God his soul to save

(Traditional)

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a poor cowboy, all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay.

"I see by your outfit, that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I slowly passed by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story,
For I'm shot in the chest, and today I must die."

"'Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
'Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay.
First down to Rosie's, and then to the card-house,
Got shot in the chest, and I'm dying today."

"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
And play the dead march as you carry me along;
Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod o'er me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin,
Get six pretty maidens to bear up my pall.
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin,
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."

"Then swing your rope slowly and rattle your spurs lowly,
And give a wild whoop as you carry me along;
And in the grave throw me and roll the sod o'er me.
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water.
To cool my parched lips", the cowboy then said.
Before I returned, his spirit had departed,
And gone to the round up – the cowboy was dead.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For we loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome,
We all loved our comrade, although he'd done wrong.

Traditional

Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done

I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined The Great Fallen in 1916?
I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
Although, you died back in 1916
In that faithful heart are you forever 19?

Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enclosed in forever behind the glass frame
In an old photograph, torn, battered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame?

Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

The sun now it shines on the green fields of France;
There’s a warm summer breeze that makes the red poppies dance
And look how the sun shines from under the clouds
There’s no gas, no barbed wire, there’s no guns firing now

But here in this graveyard it’s still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
To a whole generation that were butchered and damned.

Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

Ahhh young Willie McBride, I can’t help wonder why
Do those that lie here know why did they die?
And did they believe when they answered the cause
Did they really believe that this war would end wars?

Well, the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain
The killing, and dying, were all done in vain
For Willie McBride, it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again

Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

(The Fureys & Davey Arthur)

Well I just have to follow one Eric Bogle song with another:

When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my country said son
It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off to Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day
When the blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that they called suvla bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
He showered us with bullets, he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Now those who were living did their best to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for seven long weeks I kept myself alive
While the corpses around me piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, Christ I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
To the green bushes so far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

So they collected the cripples, the wounded and maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind and insane
Those proud wounded heroes of suvla
And as our ship pulled into circular quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
And they turned all their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving the or their dreams of past glory
i see the old men, all twisted and torn
The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me, "what are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll go a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

(Eric Bogle)

I remember the day it stands clear in my mind
We stood down to Dun Laoighaire to wave you goodbye
Your ma was quietly weeping, there was a tear in my eye
As they sent you to Gallipoli to die

You looked so young as you stood there with a glint in your eye
And you sang rebel songs as the streamers flew high
Your ma turned away and I heard her sigh
For you are sailing to Gallipoli to die

You were all that we had, your mammy and me
When you marched head erect you were proud as could be
And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli

We got only the one letter and we knew right away
It said deepest regrets your son was bold and he was brave
You were only 18 yet your mammy and I
Let you go to Gallipoli to die

You were all that we had, your mammy and me
When you marched head erect you were proud as could be
And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli

You fought for the wrong country, you died for the wrong cause
And your ma often said that it was Ireland's great loss
All those fine young men who marched to foreign shores to fight the war
When the greatest war of all was at home

You were all that we had, your mammy and me
When you marched head erect you were proud as could be
And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli

(And it's The Fureys & Davey Arthur again ;o>)

Things'll never be the same in Port Lincoln
Since they rolled the cameras there
Roll up and be a movie extra
Take it lightly if you dare

Give the man a uniform
Give the man a gun
He's your younger brother
He's your only son

This is Gallipoli
They coulda been ya mates
They coulda been me

Ya can't blame a bloke who likes adventure
He saw the posters on the wall
See the world through the sights of a rifle
Grab ya mates and go to war

And give the man a bayonet
Give the man a hat
Land him on the beaches
Eight thousand never came back
A rat-a-tat-tat

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the Diggers of the Anzac

Slap bang in the middle of an ambush
The johnny turk was all around
Sitting ducks fled like nine-pins
But the Diggers held their ground

And men like Simpson upheld the spirit
Of the Digger who gives a mate a hand
And in the end they showed the world
The spirit of Australia

So things'll never be the same in Port Lincoln
Since they made a movie there
Knock off the shearing
And knock off the fishing
Bring up the clippers and knock off the hair

Give the man a uniform
Give the man a gun
He's your younger brother
He's your only son

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the Diggers of the Anzac

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the Diggers of the Anzac

( John Williamson)

Time with my girl I spent it well
I had to be strong for my woman
(You must be joking, oh man you must be joking)
She needed to be protected

The good life was so elusive
Handouts, they got me down
I had to regain my self-respect
So I got into camouflage

The girls they love to see you shoot

I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
(gang of four)

Pale, pubescent beasts, Roam through the streets, And coffee-shops
Their prey gather in herds, In stiff knee-length skirts, And white ankle-socks
But while they search for a mate, My type hibernate, In bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love

Young, uniform minds, In uniform lines, And uniform ties
Run round with trousers on fire, And signs of desire, They cannot disguise
While I try to find words, As light as the birds, That circle above
To put in my songs of love

Fate doesn't hang on a wrong, Or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone, Of your voice
So sing, While you have time, Let the sun shine down from above
And fill you with songs of love

Fate doesn't hang on a wrong, Or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone, Of your voice
So let's sing, While we still can, While the sun hangs high up above
Wonderful songs of love ... Beautiful songs of love

(The Divine Comedy)

I used to be your favorite drunk
Good for one more laugh
Then we both ran out of luck
Luck was all we ever had
You put on a uniform
To fight the Civil War
You looked so good I didn't care
What side you’re fighting for
(leonard cohen)

Hello there sailor
Hi there Lili Marlene
Good morning school girls
Welcome to the team

Beehive hairdo forty-five on the hip
Patrolwoman Saunders don't you give her no lip
Took me to the station for a breath test
Then back to her bedroom for some house arrest

Women in uniform sometimes they look so cold
Women in uniform but oooh they feel so warm

Flying to my hometown on a 747
Stewardess made me feel like I'm in heaven
Looking up the aisle trying to see what I could see
She leaned over and said coffee tea or me
White apron and brown leather shoes
The nurse at the clinic left my heart all bruised
Broke my left leg and sprained my right
Now she takes my temperature every night

Women in uniform sometimes they look so cold
Women in uniform but ooh they feel so warm
Women in uniform Women in uniform
Women in uniform Women in uniform

Commando raid on the Lebanese border
Sergeant Anita she gives the order
Khaki jacket and a sten gun
Baby I surrender let's have some fun

Khaki navy blue and brass buttons bring me to my knees
A peaked cap and a badge or two oooh they're such a tease
So girls if the man you need just won't come across
Put on a uniform show him who's the boss

Women in uniform sometimes they look so cold
Women in uniform but ooh they feel so warm
Women in uniform khaki white and blue
Women in uniform coming after you

(Skyhooks)

Machine gun kelly is on the street
Hes got a uniform, he's on the beat
So watch out what you do
One false move and he'll shoot you[Chorus]
Hes got a gun and it frightens me
A picture you thought that you'd never seeMachine gun kelly is on the street
Hes got a uniform, he's on the beat
You don't have to be robbing a bank
Walking the streets your takin the chance
(angelic upstarts)

I don't think I like this place, I don't think I like your face?!
I don't know if I'll stick around, I don't know, I just might leave town?
I don't care much what people say? Nothing's perfect anyway
No one said that the world was fair, All I want is someone to care

I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on

Dress it up, play it down, Take it out, kick it around
Never mind that I'm not like you, I'll just do what I've got to do

I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on

(Mr Mister)

The youth of Eglinton
Won't put down their Remington
The youth of Brixton
They have their 45 Smith and
Wesson pistol, pistol!

The youth of Utica Avenue
They just can't keep cool
So much gun shot, some cripple, some turn fool
They are responsible for a lot of children
And they need food
And they want to go to school

I say the youth of Eglington
Won't put down their Remington
I say the youth of Kingston
Won't leave their Magnum
Pistol, pistol..
(black uhuru)

You can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth (of today) You can't fool the youth

You're teachin' youths to learn in school, That cow jump over moon
You teachin' youths to learn in school, That dish run away with spoon

So, you can't blame the youth (when they don't learn) You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth (of today) You can't fool the youth

You teach the youth about Christopher Columbus, And you said he was a very great man
You teach the youth about Marco Polo, And you said he was a very great man

You teach the youth about the Pirate Hawkins, And you said he was a very great man
You teach the youth about the Pirate Morgan, And you said he was a very great man

So, you can't blame the youth (of today) You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth

All these great men were doin', Robbin', a rapin', kidnappin' and killin'
So-called great men were doin', Robbin', rapin', kidnappin'

So, you can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth (not at all) You can't fool the youth

When every Christmas come, You buy the youth a pretty toy gun
When every Christmas come, You buy the youth a fancy toy gun

So, you can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth

'Cause what was hidden from the wise and the prudent
Is now revealed to the babes and the sucklings
What was hidden from the wise and the prudent
Now revealed to the babes and the sucklings

Lord, call upon the youth, For he know the youth is strong
Jah, Jah, call upon the youth, 'Cause he know the youth is strong

So, you can't blame the youth, You can't fool the youth
You can't blame the youth (baby children) You can't fool the youth
Don't blame them ... Not their fault ...

(Peter Tosh, Bob Marley & The Wailers)

Hey yout'
My yout'
Jah yout'
Ay!

This is dedicated to the youts of today
Hold on strong before you lose your way
Listen to the positive that guide you (the positive)
Don't let the negative disturb you now (disturb you now)

See I was a young man too, just like you
I was a young man, and I know what you going through

Hey yout' Jah yout'
Don't let Babylon pressure get you down
Hold on strong

Hey yout' Jah yout'
Never let Babylon pressure get you down
Hold on strong

Hey yout', Jah yout'
This is no time to fail
Because you're a winner, a winner, a winner I say
You can overcome your struggle (your struggle)
Overcome your fears
(talisman)

The sweet bird of youth soon flies away, And nothing can make him stay
The sweet bird of youth sings us his song, To waste precious time is wrong

So come to my arms, We're young - but we'll learn
That lips unkissed, like moments missed, Can never return

How sad is the truth? - try though we may
The sweet bird of youth flies away, The sweet bird of youth flies away

(Nat King Cole)

I'm walking in the street
With the latest on my feet
And the hair that makes the people stop and stare

I got no money, but that's okay
Because I live from day to day
And I'm free to come and go just as I please

Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
(generation x)

If I expected love when first we kissed, Blame it on my youth
If only for you, I did exist, Blame it on my youth

I believed in everything, Like a child of three;
You meant more than anything, All the world to me

If you were on my mind, all night and day, Blame it on my youth
If I forgot to eat, and sleep, and pray, Blame it on my youth

If I cried a little bit, When first I learned the truth
Don't blame it on my heart? Blame it on my youth

If I cried a little bit, When first I learned the truth
Don't blame it on my heart? Blame it on my youth

(Nat King Cole)

I don't know what's wrong
With the youths of the today
I really don't know what's wrong
With the youths of today

Every day they talk about love
But they don't show the meaning of love

I don't know what's wrong
With the youths of the today
I really don't know what's wrong
With the youths of today

The work of love is a holy work
So my brethren don't you sit in vain
It's not right in the sight of Jah, no no
It's not right in the sight of Jah, no no
(horace andy)

Youth has gone, I heard you say
It doesn't matter, Anyway
Don't hide the photos, Or turn off the lights
I'm quite sure we've both seen, Funnier sights

Youth, Sleep in a deep deep sleep ... Beauty is skin deep ...

Youth has gone, Though we're still young
It's hard I know to believe, That I was somebody's son
The memories, Of what you once were
The memories of what, We both were

Youth, Sleep in a deep deep sleep ... Beauty is skin deep ...

Youth has gone, And don't think I don't cry?
We let ourselves slip, And now, I ask myself why?
I'm on my own, And don't think I really mind?
When, after all, The years have been fairly kind

Youth, Sleep in a deep deep sleep ... Beauty is skin deep ...
Sleep in a deep deep sleep ... Beauty is skin deep ...
Youth ... Youth ... Youth ... Sleep

(Soft Cell)

Poor boy! Poor boy!
Down-hearted and depressed and in a spin
Poor boy! Poor boy!
Oh, youth can really do a fellow in!
How lovely to sit here in the shade
With none of the woes of man and maid
I'm glad I'm not young anymore
The rivals that don't exist at all
The feeling you're only two feet tall
I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more confusion
No morning-after surprise
No self-delusion
That when you're telling those lies
She isn't wise
And even if love comes through the door
The chance that goes on forevermore
Forevermore is shorter than before
Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore
The tiny remark that tortures you
The fear that your friends won't like her too
I'm glad I'm not young anymore
The longing to end the stale affair
Until you find out she doesn't care
I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more frustration
No star-crossed lover am I
No aggravation
Just one reluctant reply
"Lady, goodbye!"
The Fountain of Youth is dull as paint
Methuselah is my patron saint
I've never been so comfortable before
Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore

(Maurice Chevalier)

What's cute about little cutie? It's her beauty, not brains
Old Father Time will never harm you, If your charm still remains
After you grow old, baby, You don't have to be a cold baby

Keep young and beautiful, It's your duty to be beautiful
Keep young and beautiful, If you want to be loved
Don't fail to do your stuff, With a little powder and a puff
Keep young and beautiful, If you want to be loved

If you're wise exercise all the fat off, Take it off, off of here, off of there
When you're seen anywhere with your hat off, Wear a Marcel Wave in your hair
Take care of all those charms, And you'll always be in someone's arms
Keep young and beautiful, If you want to be loved

If you're wise exercise all the fat off, Take it off, off of here, off of there
When you're seen anywhere with your hat off, Wear a Marcel Wave in your hair
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Keep young and beautiful, It's your duty to be beautiful
Keep young and beautiful, If you want to be loved
Keep young and beautiful, If you want to be loved
Boopie-doo, ahhh

(Annie Lennox)

The Jekyll-Hyde of you
I can't survive the tide of you
The vicious style of love, the whining
Pits and pendulums of lying
I don't see how you survive in
Hard-line worlds you're advertising
Sneaky features, facing, waiting
City sex is so frustrating
Young savage
Young savage
She's like a steel wall
Speaks like a dance hall
Young savage
Young savage
Anything goes where no-one knows your name
(ultravox!)

He’s like a wall that’s made of steel, Too cold to touch but not much to feel
His silent smile he shares with you, The tricks of the trade, he’s glad to lose
Into thin air he disappears, Gives one last look and a frozen leer
Your heart for sure is good as gone, Love’s a TV set that says it’s nothing on

‘Cause he’s not undercover, He walks past his lovers
And the others know there’s no defence, There is no evidence
He creates an illusion that leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense ... Well, that’s my two cents ...

(Caro Emerald)

I give what I've got to give
I give what I need to live
I give what I've got to give
It's important if I wanna live
I wanna live
I want to live my life
I wanna live
I want to live my life

As I load my pistol
Of fine German steel
I never thought I'd be so down and out
Having my last meal
But I know I can do it
It just took a few years
As I execute my killer
The morning is near
(ramones)

Metal rules the world, Metal is a force
It's more than a style, It's our life
Come in our arms, Brothers and sisters of steel
Stand together with us, Your sword will prevail

It doesn't matter what you wear? It doesn't matter who you are?
The only thing that matters, Is that there is metal in your heart

Gladiators of steel, steel will prevail, Fighting for the metal sound
Gladiators of steel, steel will prevail, Fighting for the heavy metal sound

Our hearts will beat together, To the metal sound
We are proud to be in metal, We are proud to hear it loud
Gladiators of the world, Fight with us for metal
Bang your head of steel, To the heavy sound

It doesn't matter what you wear? It doesn't matter who you are?
The only thing that matters, Is that there is metal in your heart

(Wizard)

Reunion begins with a glass of mercury
Television flickers
With a another news bulletin
Flints light up the eyes of the seated family
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my master scheme
Oh, with a clockwork jerk pluck cogs from fob watches
For dinner on Friday
Then recoiling say "Excuse me
Must go recycle my precious machinery"
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my master scheme
(siouxsie and the banshees)

Wow-oww-ohhh-yeah-ahhh!

Metal Guru, is it you? Metal Guru, is it you?
Sitting there in your armour-plated chair, ohhh yeah
Metal Guru, is it true? Metal Guru, is it true?
All alone without a telephone, ohhh yeah

Metal Guru, could it be? you're gonna bring my baby to me?
She'll be wild, you know, a rock and roll child, ohhh yeah
Metal Guru has it been? just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth dream?
I'II be clean, you know, pollution machine, ohhh yeah

Metal Guru, is it you? Metal Guru, is it you?
Ohhh yeah, ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah, rock!

Metal Guru, could it be? you're gonna bring my baby to me?
She'll be wild, you know, a rock and roll child, ohhh yeah
Metal Guru, is it you? Metal Guru, is it true?
All alone without a telephone, ohhh

Metal Guru, could it be? you're gonna bring my baby to me?
She'll be wild, you know, a rock and roll child, ohhh yeah
Metal Guru, is it you? Metal Guru, is it you? yeah, yeah, yeah
Metal Guru, is it you? yeah, yeah, yeah, Metal Guru, is it you?
Yeah, yeah, yeah ...

(Marc Bolan & T-Rex)

Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Can you show me the shine of your Japan?
The sparkle of your China, can you show me?
Bodhisattva, I'm gonna sell my house in town
Bodhisattva, I'm gonna sell my house in town
And I'll be there to shine in your Japan
To sparkle in your China, yes I'll be there
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
(Steely Dan)

I got the style but not the grace, I got the clothes but not the face
I got the bread but not the butter, I got the window but not the shutter
But heh, I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan, Heh but I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan

I got the house but not the deed, I got the horn but not the reed
I got the cards but not the luck, I got the wheel but not the truck
But heh, I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan, Heh but I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan

I got the moon, I got the cheese, I got the whole damn nation on its knees
I got the rooster, I got the crow, I got the ebb, I got the flow

I got the powder but not the gun, I got the dog but not the bun
I got the clouds but not the sky, I got the stripes but not the tie
But heh, I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan, Heh but I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan

Heh ho, they love the way I do it, Heh ho, there's really nothing to it

I got the moon, I got the cheese, I got the whole damn nation on their knees
I got the rooster, I got the crow, I got the ebb, I got the flow

I got the sizzle but not the steak, I got the boat but not the lake
I got the sheets but not the bed, I got the jam but not the bread
But heh, I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan, Heh but I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan ...
I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan

(Tom Waits)

(Hello, what are the rules to this game?)

We post up either partial or whole Song Lyrics that use a word, or words, that were posted up by the previous poster, TB ;o>

Only a very loose one TB, any song that is even remotely connected to the previous one. It can be simply a word or a shared theme and you can have just a few lines, a verse or two or the entire song. It has to be the song though and not linked to the artist. Having said that it has been done to have two or more song by the same artist, just ask tech!

For instance......

Well, they could talk about me
Yeah, they could talk about me
Throw me to the velvet dogs of pop star history
But I won't be your Yoko Ono
If your not good enough for me
(Dar Williams)

Can you hear them? talking 'bout us? Telling lies, is that a surprise?
Can you see them? See right through them?
They have a shield, nothing must be revealed

It doesn't matter what they say? No one listens anyway, Our lips are sealed

There's a weapon that we can use, In our defence, silence
Well, just look at them, look right through them
That's when they disappear, that's when we lose the fear

It doesn't matter what they say? In the jealous games people play, Our lips are sealed
It doesn't matter what they say? No one's listening anyway, Our lips are sealed

Hush, my darling, don't you cry? Guardian angel, forget their lies

Can you hear them? talking 'bout us? Telling lies, is that a surprise?
Can you see them? See right through them?
They have a shield, nothing must be revealed

It doesn't matter what they say? In the jealous games people play, Our lips are sealed

Pay no mind to what they say, It doesn't matter anyway
Our lips are sealed, Our lips are sealed, Our lips are sealed

(Fun Boy Three)

Though we've got to say goodbye for the summer
Darling, I promise you this
I'll send you all my love everyday in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
...
I'll see you in the sunlight
I'll hear your voice everywhere
I'll run to tenderly hold you
But darling you won't be there

Brian Hyland

In a little Spanish town, It was on a night like this
Stars were peek-a-boo-ing down, It was on a night like this
I whispered 'Be true to me', And she sighed 'Si Si'

Many skies have turned to gray, Because we're far apart
Many moons have passed away, And still she's in my heart

We made a promise and sealed it with a kiss
Ahhh, in a little Spanish town, It was on a night like this
I whispered 'Be true to me', And she sighed 'Si Si'

We made a promise and sealed it with a kiss
In a little Spanish town, It was on a night like this
In a little Spanish town, It was on a night like this

(Dean Martin)

In a little cafe
Just the other side of the border
She was just sitting there givin' me looks
That made my mouth water

So I started walking her way
She belonged to bad man Jose
And I knew, yes I knew I should leave
When I heard her say, yeah

"Come a little bit closer
You're my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I'm all alone and the night is so long"

So we started to dance
In my arms, she felt so inviting
And I just couldn't resist
Just one little kiss, so exciting

Then I heard the guitar player say
"Vamos, Jose's on his way"
Then I knew, yes I knew I should run
But then I heard her say, yeah

"Come a little bit closer
You're my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I'm all alone and the night is so long"

Then the music stopped
When I looked the cafe was empty
Then I heard Jose say
"Man, you know you're in trouble plenty"

So I dropped my drink from my hand
And out through the window I ran
And as I rode away
I could hear her say to Jose, yeah

"Come a little bit closer
You're my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I'm all alone and the night is so long"

(Jay and The Americans)

YAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Long ago,
High on a mountain in Mexico
Lived a young shepherd boy, Angelo
Who met a young girl and he loved her so

Rich was she,
Came from a very high family,
Angelo knew it could never be,
They ran away to their destiny

Running away together
Running away forever
Angelo
Running away from danger
Hiding from every stranger
Angelo
They knew it wasn't wrong
They found a love so strong
They took their lives at night
And in the morning light
They found them on the sand
They saw them lying there, hand-in-hand

(THE BRO') :)

Wake up little Susie, wake up
Wake up little Susie, wake up
We've both been sound asleep
Wake up little susie and weep
The movie's over, it's four o'clock
And were we're in trouble deep
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
What we gonna tell your mama?
What we gonna tell your pa?
Whatta we gonna tell all our friends when they say "Ooh la la!"
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
(Everly Brothers)

I can see you both now!

;o> ... YAYYY!!! - my darling Angelo is back in town!!! ... ;o>

And the Band is playing my Song too?!! ;o> ...

Ohhh Suzi, you're shaking your red hair, Disco diva y flamenco chico
You know the eyes'll all be fixing on you tonight, La bonita a la vista de un marinero
The men in the casa de rosa, They have a penchant for living
She'll be dancing till the coca wears off tonight, Who's a bad girl tonight?

Tonight she'll be having fun, The likes of which we'll never know!
Tonight she'll be having fun, See her go!

La la la la la la la, La la la la la la la, Woah estamos en la Gloria!

Ohhh Suzi, you're shaking your red dress, Viva tango to revive the bull
She'll be dancing, she'll be clicking her heels tonight
If you see her estrellita, she'll make you king for a day, Ole to the cabaretera
She'll sing all your troubles away, Looking down the barrel of a loaded gun

Pata tendida! Si no la bandida, She go rattattatta!

!Ariba ariba ariba andale!

Kiss all them working day blues away, Till the light of day

Estamos en la Gloria, La la la la la la la, La la la la la la la
Woah estamos en la Gloria, la Gloria, Ohhh la Gloria!

(Erasure)

Gloria, gloria, gloria, gloria
In excelsis Deo, in excelsis Deo,
Gloria, gloria, gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
In excelsis,
Gloria in excelsis Deo!

Antonio Vivaldi.

Concierto: "Voces para la Paz" (Músicos Solidarios) 2013
Auditorio Nacional de Música de Madrid

Gloria, you're always on the run now
Running after somebody, you gotta get him somehow
I think you've got to slow down before you start to blow it
I think you're headed for a breakdown, so be careful not to show it
You really don't remember, was it something that he said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?
If everybody wants you, why isn't anybody callin'?
You don't have to answer
Leave them hangin' on the line, oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria
Gloria (Gloria), I think they got your number (Gloria)
I think they got the alias (Gloria) that you've been living under (Gloria)
But you really don't remember, was it something that they said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha, Gloria, how's it gonna go down?
Will you meet him on the main line, or will you catch him on the rebound?
Will you marry for the money, take a lover in the afternoon?
Feel your innocence slipping away, don't believe it's comin' back soon
And you really don't remember, was it something that he said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?
If everybody wants you, why isn't anybody callin'?
You don't have to answer
Leave them hangin' on the line, oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria
Gloria (Gloria), I think they got your number (Gloria)
I think they got the alias (Gloria) that you've been living under (Gloria)
But you really don't remember, was it something that they said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
...
Laura Brannigan

long live the bro'! :)

And I try to sing this song, I
I try to stand up
But I can't find my feet
I try, I try to speak up
But only in you I'm complete

Gloria in te domine
Gloria exultate
Gloria, Gloria
Oh Lord, loosen my lips, loosen my

And I try to sing this song, I
I try to get in
But I can't find the door
The door is open
You're standing there
You let me in
(u2)

No, no, no, Gloria, Ohhh try and help me, Gloria
Standing at the station, Waiting for you, Gloria

Ohhh standing at the station, I've been waiting there for you, Gloria
Ohhh I've been waiting, I've been waiting there for you, Gloria
I've been waiting, waiting for you, Gloria

No, long day is dying, Long day is dying, Gloria
Long day is dying, Long day is dying, Gloria
Don't you know I'm standing at the station? Waiting for you, Gloria

(Deep Purple)

I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me
Marie and Ruth but to tell you the truth
I didn't hear them I didn't see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine

G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria,
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria

And the tower bells chime, "ding dong" they chime
They're singing, "Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine."
(patti smith)

Going back to Gloria, the girl I'm dreaming of
Going back to Gloria, Gloria, my love
Forget about the letters that I wrote to you ...
Forget about the many things we used to do ...
I don't want you to cry, but I must say goodbye ...
So long, you're on your own, Going home, going back to Gloria

Going back to Gloria, the girl I'm dreaming of
Going back to Gloria, Gloria, my love
I'll keep on pretending that I never cared ...
And everytime we'll meet, I'll act like you're not there ...
I will write no more letters, I'll make no more calls ...
I can't meet you anymore, Going home, Going back to Gloria

Going back to Gloria, going back to Gloria, Gloria
Going back to Gloria, the girl I'm dreaming of
Going back to Gloria, Gloria, my love, Gloria, my love

(Roy Orbison)

I was your big man, I was your Prince Charming
King on a white horse, hey, now look how farg I've fallen
I tried to trick you, yeah, but baby you got wise
You cut me, cut me right down, right down to size
Now I'm just a fool in Gloria's eyes
(Bruce Springsteen)