Pariah Posted July 25, 2022 Author Report Share Posted July 25, 2022 I don’t think that I’ll ever forget the winter of ‘72 It must have been the coldest year that I ever knew I left my home in Dallas to head out for Idaho Before I reached Colorado I hit three feet of snow Singing Lord, let the wind blow you know I’m so cold Rock Springs to Cheyenne is a bad stretch I’ve been told 2 o’clock in the morning on Thanksgiving Day It’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray Yeah it’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray There’s a little dog riding by my side And he’s shivering just like me And Lord I’m kind of glad it’s dark outside Cause there really ain’t nothing to see I kinda wish I had a radio to take my mind off you I got my hands on the wheel of something that’s real And my fingers are turning blue Singing Lord, let the wind blow you know I’m so cold Rock Springs to Cheyenne is a bad stretch I’ve been told 2 o’clock in the morning on Thanksgiving Day It’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray Yeah it’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray I learned a lesson in Denver and again in San Antone There’s lies in California And you know the truth’s in Mountain Home How can you trust your brother, When you can’t even trust yourself And your love’s what keeps your woman From being with somebody else Singing Lord, let the wind blow you know I’m so cold Rock Springs to Cheyenne is a bad stretch I’ve been told 2 o’clock in the morning on Thanksgiving Day It’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray Yeah it’s a damn good thing I’m a God fearing man I’ve been forced to pray Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted July 25, 2022 Author Report Share Posted July 25, 2022 Otto Titsling, inventor and Kraut, Had nothing to get very worked up about. His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak. He fled to the opera at least twice a week. One night at the opera he saw an Aida Whose bust was so big it would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, Done in by the weight of those terrible t*ts. Oh, my god! There she blows! Aerodynamically this girl was a mess. Otto eye-balled the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds, And he suddenly felt the fire of inspiration flood his soul. He ran back to his workshop where he futzed and futzed and futzed! For Otto Titsling had found his quest: To lift and mold the female breast; To point the small ones to the sky; To keep the big ones high and dry! Every night he'd sweat and snort Searching for the right support. He tried some string and paper clips. Hey! He even tried his own two lips! Scandal! Well, he stitched and he slaved and he slaved and he stitched Until finally one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto arose from his workbench triumphant. Yes! He had invented the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray! Exhausted but ecstatic Otto ran out to the diva bearing the prototype in his hot little hand. Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on. But, after many initial mishaps, she finally did. And the sigh of relief that issued forth from the her mouth Was so loud that it was mistaken by some To be the early onset of the scirocco winds Which would often roll through the Schwarzwald With a vengeance! Ahhhhh-ah! But little did Otto know, At the moment of his greatest triumph, Lurking under the diva's bed Was none other than the very worst of the French patent thieves, Phillip DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the scene with a great deal of interest! Later that night, while our Brunhilda slept, Into the wardrobe Phillipe softly crept. He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore, 'til he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door. Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! What bliss! I'm gonna make me a million from this! Every woman in the world will want to buy one. I will have all the goods manufactured in Taiwan!" The result of this swindle is pointedly clear: Do you buy a Titsling or do you buy a Brassiere? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted August 17, 2022 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2022 Beryl was on another level When she got a Booker medal She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave Beryl, every time they'd overlook her When they gave her a Booker She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late, you dabblers, it's all too late It's too late, you dabblers, it's all too late Beryl, the tobacco overtook her When they gave her a Booker She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late, you dabblers, it's all too late It's too late, you dabblers, it's all too late Beryl was on another level When she got a Booker medal She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted August 17, 2022 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2022 Meant to tell you Tell you from the start Meant to show you What's inside this shallow heart But I could not find the words Worthy enough to say I slipped along the way I slipped along the way Tried to be there Be there when you fall Tried to make you feel big When life makes you feel small But I could not find the steps Quickly enough to take I slipped along the way I slipped along the way Want to change things Want to clear the air Fix the things around us So badly in need of repair But I might not have the sense Sense enough to change I slipped along the way I slipped along the way Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted August 17, 2022 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2022 There's a vision I see A reflection of me In a fragment That is frozen in time On a luminous line For a moment And somewhere deep in the night There's a girl And she feels how I feel 'Cause we're living in parallel worlds Seems like she'll never know How my solitude grows And I shudder To think I can't touch What I'm craving so much For I love her Somewhere deep in the night There's a girl And she feels how I feel 'Cause we're living in parallel worlds Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Born to a flock of animosity To be judged, to be shamed, no rights and no dignity Beneath the eye of disdain Where the watcher sees the wicked, we compel Offspring of divine regret Condemn thy daughters of death Gripping the face of the earth Return to dirt Under the eye Don't fear the watcher, sentinel from the skies above The rebel angel sees through all of us Beware the watcher, the earth is erased in flood The rebel angel laughs and falls at last Does the observer make reality ? Does the gaze activate quantum complicity ? Beneath the pyre and pain Where we jettison body and brain ! Offspring of divine regret Condemn thy daughters of death Gripping the face of the earth Return to dirt Under the eye Don't fear the watcher, sentinel from the skies above The rebel angel sees through all of us Beware the watcher, the earth is erased in flood The rebel angel laughs and falls at last At last Writhing with the Nephilim Behold fire and flood ! Offspring of divine regret Condemn thy daughters of death Gripping the face of the earth Return to dirt Under the eye Don't fear the watcher, sentinel from the skies above The rebel angel sees through all of us Beware the watcher, the earth is erased in flood The rebel angel laughs and falls at last At last Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 It's good news week, Someone's dropped a bomb somewhere, Contaminating atmosphere And blackening the sky, It's good news week, Someone's found a way to give, The rotting dead a will to live, Go on and never die. Have you heard the news ? What did it say ? Who's won that race ? What's the weather like today ? It's good news week, Families shake the need for gold, By stimulating birth control, We're wanting less to eat. It's good news week, Doctors finding many ways, Of wrapping brains in metal trays, To keep us from the heat. It's good news week, Someone's dropped a bomb somewhere, Contaminating atmosphere And blackening the sky, It's good news week, Someone's found a way to give, The rotting dead a will to live, Go on and never die. Have you heard the news ? What did it say ? Who's won that race ? What's the weather like today ? (what's the weather like today ?) It's good news week, Families shake the need for gold, By stimulating birth control, We're wanting less to eat. It's good news week, Doctors finding many ways, Of wrapping brains in metal trays, To keep us from the heat. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bazza Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Wasted Sleepless Nights. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 You're on your own And what you need's A little love and understanding, hee-hee-hee A little warmth to tell your soul A gentle bird that softly sings, hee-hee-hee-hee Each night my voice happens to sneak Through your transistor radio, ho-ho-ho I'm just a secret you can keep And no one ever needs to know You're in that city far away I'm on the ship way out at sea You got some problems you can't face So leave them behind, any place For out of sight is out of mind And in time, and in time, and in time, and in time, and in time You'll find peace of mind Ho-ho-kay-ay (okay), good, good You're room is like a desert isle You often filled with silent tears, hmm-hmm-hmm So grab your coat, put on a smile Go out and buy yourself some cheer, hee-hee-hee-hee Why sit there thinking of the past Recounting empty days gone by, hah-hah-hah When you should make each moment last It isn't hard to do, just try Drink to the city far away To all the sailors 'way at sea All those problems you can't face So leave them behind, any place For out of sight is out of mind And in time, and in time, and in time, and in time, and in time You'll find peace of mind O-kay, hm-hm, (okay), good Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 La mer qu’on voit danser Le long des golfes clairs A des reflets d’argent, la mer Des reflets changeants sous la pluie La mer au ciel d’été Confond ses blancs moutons Avec les ang’s si purs, la mer Bergère d’azur infinie Voyez, près des étangs, Ces grands roseaux mouillés Voyez ces oiseaux blancs Et ces maisons rouillées La mer les a bercés Le long des golfes clairs Et d’un’ chanson d’amour la mer A bercé mon cœur pour la vie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui chantent Les rêves qui les hantent Au large d'Amsterdam Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui dorment Comme des oriflammes Le long des berges mornes Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui meurent Pleins de bière et de drames Aux premières lueurs Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui naissent Dans la chaleur épaisse Des langueurs océanes Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui mangent Sur des nappes trop blanches Des poissons ruisselants Ils vous montrent des dents À croquer la fortune À décroisser la lune À bouffer des haubans Et ça sent la morue Jusque dans le cœur des frites Que leurs grosses mains invitent À revenir en plus Puis se lèvent en riant Dans un bruit de tempête Referment leur braguette Et sortent en rotant Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui dansent En se frottant la panse Sur la panse des femmes Et ils tournent et ils dansent Comme des soleils crachés Dans le son déchiré D'un accordéon rance Ils se tordent le cou Pour mieux s'entendre rire Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup L'accordéon expire Alors le geste grave Alors le regard fier Ils ramènent leur batave Jusqu'en pleine lumière Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui boivent Et qui boivent et reboivent Et qui reboivent encore Ils boivent à la santé Des putains d'Amsterdam De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs Enfin ils boivent aux dames Qui leur donnent leur joli corps Qui leur donnent leur vertu Pour une pièce en or Et quand ils ont bien bu Se plantent le nez au ciel Se mouchent dans les étoiles Et ils pissent comme je pleure Sur les femmes infidèles Dans le port d'Amsterdam Dans le port d'Amsterdam Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s'oublier Qui s'enfuit déjà Oublier le temps Des malentendus et le temps perdu À savoir comment Oublier ces heures Qui tuaient parfois à coups de pourquoi Le cœur du bonheur Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Moi je t'offrirai Des perles de pluie Venues de pays où il ne pleut pas Je creuserai la terre jusqu'après ma mort Pour couvrir ton corps d'or et de lumière Je ferai un domaine Où l'amour sera roi, où l'amour sera loi Où tu seras reine Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Je t'inventerai Des mots insensés Que tu comprendras Je te parlerai De ces amants-la Qui ont vu deux fois leurs cœurs s'embraser Je te raconterai l'histoire de ce roi mort De n'avoir pas pu te rencontrer Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas On a vu souvent Rejaillir le feu D'un ancien volcan Qu'on croyait trop vieux Il est, paraît-il Des terres brûlées Donnant plus de blé Qu'un meilleur avril Et quand vient le soir Pour qu'un ciel flamboie Le rouge et le noir ne s'épousent-ils pas ? Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Je ne vais plus pleurer Je ne vais plus parler Je me cacherai là À te regarder danser et sourire et À t'écouter chanter et puis rire Laisse-moi devenir l'ombre de ton ombre L'ombre de ta main L'ombre de ton chien Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 I don't want your lonely mansion with a tear in every room All I want's the love you promised beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheating game Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows in the warm glow of your wine You can't buy my love with money cause I never was that kind Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows in the warm glow of your wine You can't buy my love with money cause I never was that kind Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Oh! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux où nous étions amis En ce temps-là la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié... Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Et le vent du nord les emporte Dans la nuit froide de l'oubli Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié La chanson que tu me chantais C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Mais mon amour silencieux et fidèle Sourit toujours et remercie la vie Je t'aimais tant, tu étais si jolie Comment veux-tu que je t'oublie? En ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Tu étais ma plus douce amie Mais je n'ai que faire des regrets Et la chanson que tu chantais Toujours, toujours je l'entendrai! C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 J'ai touché le fond de la piscine Dans le petit pull marine Tout déchiré aux coudes Qu'j'ai pas voulu recoudre Que tu m'avais donné J'me sens tellement abandonnée Y'a pas qu'au fond de la piscine Que mes yeux sont bleu marine Tu les avais repérés Sans qu'il y ait un regard Et t'avais rappliqué Maintenant je paie l'effet retard Avant de toucher le fond Je descends à reculons Sans trop savoir ce qui se passait dans le fond C'est plein de chlore au fond de la piscine J'ai bu la tasse tchin tchin Comme c'est pour toi je m'en fous Je suis vraiment prête à tout' Avaler que m'importe Si on me retrouve à moitié morte Noyée au fond d'la piscine Personne ne te voyait Sous mon petit pull marine M'enlacer j't'embrassais Jusqu'au point de non retour Plutôt limite de notre amour Avant de toucher le fond Je descends à reculons Sans trop savoir ce qui se passait dans le fond Viens vite au fond de la piscine Repêcher ta petite sardine L'empêcher de se noyer Au fond de toi la garder Petite sœur traqueuse De l'air de ton air amoureuse Si nous deux c'est au fond dans la piscine La deux des magazines Se chargera de notre cas Et je n'aurai plus qu'à Mettre des verres fumés Pour montrer tout ce que je veux cacher Retrouve-moi au fond d'la piscine Avant qu'ça m'assassine De continuer sans toi Tu peux compter sur moi J'te referai plus l'plan d'la star Qui a toujours ses coups de cafard J'ai touché le fond de la piscine Dans ton petit pull marine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down. Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He would always laugh and say Remember when we used to play ? Bang bang, I shot you down Bang bang, you hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, I used to shoot you down. Music played, and people sang Just for me, the church bells rang. Now he's gone, I don't know why And 'til this day, sometimes I cry He didn't even say goodbye He didn't take the time to lie. Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he lightly touch down ? Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh, he jumped so high and he clicked up his heels He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance. He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the south He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all about His dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. He said, "I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips. But most of the time I spend behind these county bars, 'cause I drinks a bit" He shook his head, yes, he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, "Please, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr. Bojangles, dance." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 18, 2022 Report Share Posted August 18, 2022 Candy Man, hey Candy Man Alright everybody, gather around The Candy Man is here What kind of candy do you want ? Sweet chocolate ? Chocolate walnut candy ? Gum drops ? Anything you want You've come to the right man because I'm the Candy Man Who can take a sunrise ? (Who can take a sunrise ?) Sprinkle it with dew (Sprinkle it with dew) Cover it with chocolate and a miracle or two The Candy Man (the candy man) The Candy Man can (the candy man can) The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good (Makes the world taste good) Who can take the rainbow ? (Who can take the rainbow ?) Wrap it in a sigh (Wrap it in a sigh) Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie The Candy Man (the candy man) The Candy Man can (the candy man can) The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good (Makes the world taste good) The Candy Man makes everything he bakes Satisfying and delicious Now, you talk about your childhood wishes You can even eat the dishes Oh, who can take tomorrow ? (Who can take tomorrow ?) Dip it in a dream (Dip it in a dream) Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream The Candy Man (the candy man) The Candy Man can (the candy man can) The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good (Makes the world taste good) The Candy Man makes everything he bakes Satisfying and delicious Talk about your childhood wishes You can even eat the dishes Yeah, yeah, yeah, who can take tomorrow? (Who can take tomorrow ?) Dip it in a dream (Dip it in a dream) Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream The Candy Man (the candy man) The Candy Man can (the candy man can) The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good (Makes the world taste good) Yes, the Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love And makes the world taste good (Makes the world taste good) A candy man, a candy man, a candy man Makes the world taste good A candy man, a candy man, a candy man Makes the world taste good A candy man, a candy man Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted August 31, 2022 Author Report Share Posted August 31, 2022 Some days won't end ever, and some days pass on by I'll be working here forever, at least until I die Dammed if you do, dammed if you don't I'm supposed to get a raise next week, you know damn well I won't Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin' I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin' Hey, I'm not complaining 'cause I really need the work But hitting up my buddy's got me feeling like a jerk Hundred dollar car note, two hundred rent I get a check on Friday, but it's already spent Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin' I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin' Whoa, workin' for a livin' Whoa, taking what they giving Whoa, workin' for a livin' Whoa, whoa Busboy, bartender, ladies of the night Grease monkey, axe junkie, winner of the fight Walking on the streets, it's really all the same Selling souls, rock n' roll, any other name Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin' (Workin') Workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin' I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin' Workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin' I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin' Workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin' (Woo) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted August 31, 2022 Report Share Posted August 31, 2022 Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep on dancing Dance, dance, dance, dance Just dancing to the beat Feel the heat I'm moving my feet Heading towards the floor Gotta get down Get down some more Rumba and tango Latin hustle too (Yowsah, yowsah, yowsah) I wanna boogie with you Papapapapa Papapapapa Papapapapa Papapapapa Ooh, what a treat Feels so sweet (Ah) That body heat When I'm dancing with my baby Drives me crazy Makes me hazy Rumba and tango Latin hustle too (Yowsah, yowsah, yowsah) I wanna boogie with you Papapapapa Papapapapa Papapapapa Papapapapa Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep on, keep on Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep on dancing Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep on, keep on Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep on dancing Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted September 1, 2022 Author Report Share Posted September 1, 2022 Draw a line Strong and clear Make it bend to your will All the lines In a face So hard to make stand still 'Til the flaws disappear 'Til what's wrong disappears 'Til all that's wrong will Disappear Working at perfekt Got me down on my knees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees All the colours of the day Have somehow disappeared All the colours of the universe Are closer than they appear Are not as close as they appear Are not as close as they appear Not as close as they appear Nothing is perfekt Certainly not me Success to failure Is just a matter of degrees Working at perfekt Got me down on my knees But when it's right It's right as rain And when it's right There is no pain And when it's right You start again Working at perfekt Got you down on your knees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted September 9, 2022 Report Share Posted September 9, 2022 Let us be lovers We'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate Here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes And Mrs. Wagner's pies And walked off To look for America "Kathy", I said As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days To hitch-hike from Saginaw "I've come to look for America" Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit Was a spy I said, "Be careful His bow tie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat" We smoked the last one An hour ago So I looked at the scenery She read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost", I said Though I knew she was sleeping "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why" Counting the cars On the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come To look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America Cancer and Pariah 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted September 14, 2022 Report Share Posted September 14, 2022 Tom Pearce, Tom Pearce, lend me your grey mare. All along, down along, out along lea. For I want for to go to Widecombe Fair, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. And when shall I see again my grey mare ? All along, down along, out along lea. By Friday soon, or Saturday noon, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. So they harnessed and bridled the old grey mare. All along, down along, out along lea. And off they drove to Widecombe fair, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. Then Friday came, and Saturday noon. All along, down along, out along lea. But Tom Pearce's old mare hath not trotted home, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. So Tom Pearce, he got up to the top o' the hill. All along, down along, out along lea. And he seed his old mare down a-making her will, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. So Tom Pearce’s old mare, her took sick and died. All along, down along, out along lea. And Tom he sat down on a stone, and he cried With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. But this isn't the end o' this shocking affair. All along, down along, out along lea. Nor, though they be dead, of the horrid career Of Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. When the wind whistles cold on the moor of the night. All along, down along, out along lea. Tom Pearce's old mare doth appear ghastly white, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. And all the long night be heard skirling and groans. All along, down along, out along lea. From Tom Pearce’s old mare in her rattling bones, With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted September 15, 2022 Author Report Share Posted September 15, 2022 Farewell now my love, send me off with a kiss Heave away, straight ahead, Santiano The tears are as salty and deep as the sea But my sailor's heart is keen to go As far the wind in our sails may blow Heave away, straight ahead Santiano Ride the day and the heavens know We'll be kings wherever we may go Hoist every bit of sail, bring us to full speed Heave away, straight ahead, Santiano Who knows what our fate may be But the whole wide world is ours to see As far the wind in our sails may blow Heave away, straight ahead Santiano Ride the day and the heavens know We'll be kings wherever we may go I'm fine without a roof and a house of stone Heave away, straight ahead, Santiano Home for me is the sea we roam And the roof of stars is mine alone, hey As far the wind in our sails may blow Heave away, straight ahead, Santiano Ride the day and the heavens know We'll be kings wherever we may go Farewell now my love, send me off with a kiss Heave away, straight ahead, Santiano The tears are as salty and deep as the sea But my sailor's heart is keen to go As far the wind in our sails may blow Heave away, straight ahead Santiano Ride the day and the heavens know We'll be kings wherever we may go As far the wind in our sails may blow Heave away, straight ahead Santiano (Santiano) Ride the day and the heavens know We'll be kings wherever we may go Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted September 15, 2022 Author Report Share Posted September 15, 2022 There once was a ship that put to sea The name of that ship was the Billy of Tea The winds blew up, her bow dipped down Oh blow, my bully boys, blow Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go She had not been two weeks from shore When down on her, a right whale bore The Captain called all hands and swore He'd take that whale in tow Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go Before the boat had hit the water The whale's tail came up and caught her All the hands to the side, harpooned and fought her When she dived down below Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go No line was cut, no whale was freed The Captain's mind was not on greed But he belonged to the whaleman's creed She took that ship in tow Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go For forty days or even more The line went slack then tight once more All boats were lost, there were only four But still that whale did go As far as I've heard, the fight's still on The line's not cut, and the whale's not gone The Wellerman makes his regular call To encourage the Captain, crew and all Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day, when the tonguin' is done We'll take our leave and go Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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