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New Model Army - for those, like myself, that escaped "small town England"

GREEN AND GREY
(Heaton/Sullivan) 1987

The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at:
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town

Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey

You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?

Ch: No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey

Motto of the gang !

My gang personal favorite

When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Going
By: Billy Ocean
When the going gets tough, the tough get going
When the going gets tough, the tough get ready
I got something to tell you
I got something to say
I'm gonna put this dream in motion
Never let nothing stand in my way

When the going gets tough, the tough get going
I gonna get myself, cross the river
That's the price I'm willing to pay
I'm gonna make you stand and deliver
And give me love in the old fashioned way
Darling, I'll climb any mountain
Darling, I'll do anything
Oh can I touch you
And do the things that lovers do
Oh wanna hold you
I gotta get it through to you

Darling, I'll do anything
Oh can I touch you
And do the things that lovers do
Oh wanna hold you
I gotta get it through to you

'Cos when the going gets tough, the tough get going
Darling, I'll climb any mountain
When the going gets tough, the tough get going
When the going gets rough, the tough get rough

Oh, Baby, I'm gonna buy me a one way ticket
Nothing's gonna hold me back
Your love's like a slow train coming
And I feel it coming down the track

Darling, I'll climb any mountain
Darling, I'll swim any sea
Darling, I'll reach for the heaven
Darling with you lovin' me

Oh can I touch you
And do the things that lovers do
Oh wanna hold you
I gotta get it through to you
When the going gets tough, the tough get going

Here are a couple gang favorites from my side of town..

DROPKICK MURPHYS LYRICS

"Memories Remain"

Well we started shooting hoops now we're sipping Black and Tans From the park to the pub was the course we ran The times have changed but friends remain My heard and soul's with you Cause one things for sure I always swore I'd never turn my back to you. Never turned our back stuck together thru and thru The times have changed but my heard and soul's with you Wouldn't turn your backs and you didn't walk away We'd never run we stand as one and this is what we say. Times were tough but the memories remain Situation rough but we overcame Side by side one for all together we grew Cause when its said and done I'll look back On friends like you! When I was down and I was out and no one liked my games One too many fights and bloody nights for which I was to blame But you wouldn't turn you backs and you didn't walk away Cause We'd never run we stand as one until this very day. Times were tough but the memories remain Situation rough but we overcame Side by side one for all together we grew Cause when its said and done I'll look back On friends like you!

"Never Alone"

You say its becasue weire boisterous You hate us cause we got our dignity We stand together proud and strong This is a place where we belong We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high, Weill stick together you and I Donit need no guns or drugs on our streets just a place to go and the boots on our feet. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home. Young skinhead they call you hooligan Just because you donit make any sense to them But the blood that runs right down your wrist Dont come from a knife, but the cuts on your fisti Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans Are the colors you wear and the life that youive seen You tell the truth look people in the eye Donit live you life in no baggy disguise. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home. Dont need no gang to watch my ass Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass Weill sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets But our will and spirit can not be beat You can shoot and you can kick but together weill stick Through thick and thin not stick or stone Can break the bond that has here grown Arm and Arm We Fight As One. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home. Never alone... The city streets are where we roam. Never alone... This is Boston its our home.

This ones for the ladies...

... thats right.

DROPKICK MURPHYS LYRICS

"The Spicy McHaggis Jig"

I'll tell you a story, believe me it's true
a tale you'd best hope never happens to you old spicy mcHaggis,
how he met his fate you I can save, but for him it's too late

Spicy was big, burly and strong his pipes were gigantic,
and so was his schlong from city to city running around looking for chicks over four hundred pounds

One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house,
just the right size the broad was enormous,
stacked to the hilt spicy soon noticed a bulge in his kilt
the piper delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself,
"this beast is all mine" the portly young lady could stand for no more
grabbed his cojones and went for the door

They got to her house and dimmed all the lights
Spicy was in for one hell of a night he said that he loved her,
he'd always be true "But Mr. McHaggis, I've only just met you!!"

By now he saw double through his drunken eyes
neither had looks or appropriate size he came to his sense,
thought to himself, "At this time of night I won't find nothing else" he took off his shirt,
she lifted her skirt, they pulled out his unit and stared to play she asked for a glove,
he gave her a shove, had baby McHaggis nine months to-the-day.

Three packs a day, he'll smoke 'til he dies Spicy McHaggis, one hell of a guy!


(spicy mchaggis in the background "I dont know what your all talking about, who the hell drank all my beer")

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone

Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear,
But that's what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home

I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

"Mourning Sad Morning "

Wake up and talk to me,
it's a long time since last night.
I know we said things,
the saddest things,
and I'm not sure it was wise.
When the morning sad,
you don't look back,
but you sure don't look ahead.
The morning sad,
you know the morning sad.
The morning sad, never had it
so bad, never had it so bad.
I'm writing desperate songs,
while you're fast asleep inside.
I could try to sing, until it rings,
but my voice comes out uptight.
So when the morning sad,
you don't relax no you
cannot clear your mind.
The morning sad,
you know the morning sad.
The morning sad, never had it
so bad, never had it so bad.
I tried a little, I tried
a lot. I'm not a window
and you've seen through
everything I've got.
Oh I don't think that I'll be
safe until everyone's awake.
Everybody, anybody, yeah.
So wake up and talk to me,
such a long time since last night.
I know we said things,
the maddest things
and I'm not sure who was right.
When the morning sad,
you don't attack but you're
much too weak to fight.
The morning sad,
you know the morning sad.
The morning sad, never had it
so bad, never had it so bad.
never had it so bad.

Free

Another beautiful Free song

Mourning Sad Morning

Sunday morning I rise
and I stand to face a new dawn
Sunday morning a new day is born

such a long way to go
and so little time to get there
such a long way to go
but I want you to remember
all the love we used to know
think of me sometimes
my love.

Morning morning, sad day
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Morning morning, sad day
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

In the evening I sit
and my thoughts they turn to you
in the evening I think of my home
and I need you to remember
all the love we used to know
think of me sometimes
my love

Morning morning, sad day
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Morning morning, sad day
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Mmmmm.....

Concrete Blonde

Angel

What if I said I've seen a miracle?
What if I said my dreams come true?
Would you believe I have seen these things with my own eyes and watched the world go dark and dead and then go green and blue again

You're my Angel.
You're my Devil, too.
When you fall, raise your eyes and know the sun and moon
will rise and lift you up with love, beyond this mad raging zoo

What if I told you you were beautiful?
With your scars and missing parts and your painted face?
What if I told you, you were very necessary to the chain, the vein, the children of a young and foolish race?

You're my Angel.
You're my Devil, too.
When you fall, raise your eyes and know the sun and moon
will rise again and lift you up above this mad and raging zoo

What if I said I saw the future:
And the future was a picture in your head?
What if I said to you to paint another picture and you'd wake up in a future that you'd painted, and you did?

You're my Angel.
You're my Devil, too.
When you fall, raise your eyes and know the sun and moon will rise and lift you up above beyond this mad and raging zoo

You're my Angel.
You're my Devil, too.
When you fall, raise your eyes and know the sun and moon will rise and lift you up above beyond this mad and raging zoo

And Then... -Depeche Mode

Let's take a map of the world
Tear it into pieces
All of the boys and the girls
Will see how easy it is

To pull it all down and start again
From the top to the bottom and then
I'll have faith or, I prefer
To think that things couldn't turn out worse

All that we need at the start's
Universal Revolution (That's all!)
And if we trust in our hearts
We'll find the solutions

Took a plane across the world
Got in a car
When I had reached my destination
I hadn't gone far

Let's take the whole of the world
The mountains and the sand
Let all the boys and the girls
Shape it in their hands

Diana Krall
Popsicle Toes
Written by - Michael Franks
From - When I Look In Your Eyes
When God gave out rhythm
Sure was good to you
You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two

I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose
But I wrote this song and instead I call it, Popsicle toes

Popsicle toes
Popsicle toes are always froze
Popsicle toes
You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle toes

You must have been Mr. Olympian
With all that amplitude
How come you always load your Pentax when I am in the nude
We are to have a birthday party and you can wear your birthday clothes
Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle toes

You've got the nicest north of America
This sailor ever saw
I like to feel your warm Brazil and touch your Panama
But Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze
We've got to seesaw until we unthaw those Popsicle toes

De fles

De fles speelde een grote rol in heel mijn droef bestaan
Omdat ik nooit geen liefde kreeg ben ik aan de fles gegaan
M’n trouwe vriend, jij schonk sindsdien mij menig levensles
Ik heb gelachen en geweend bij de oude trouwe fles

refr.:
Mocht ik door de drank bezwijken
Mocht ik naar de donder gaan
Laat dan op m’n grafsteen prijken
Hij kon niet meer op z’n benen staan
Mocht ik door de drank bezwijken
Mocht ik naar de donder gaan
Laat dan op m’n grafsteen prijken
Hij kon niet meer op z’n benen staan

En als ik afgemonsterd ben dan was m’n eerste gang
Naar ‘t meisje waar ik zo van hield, m’n hele leven lang
En als ‘n ander naar haar keek dan flikkerde m’n mes
Dan werd ik om m’n neus wat bleek en greep ik naar de fles

refr.

En mocht ik ‘s nachts op de oceaan, wanneer de stormwind brult
Bezopen op de voorplecht staan, de fles nog half gevuld
Ik sein dan onze marconist het noodsein, S.O.S.
Dan gaat m’n laatste groet naar wal, gesloten in ’n fles

refr.

“Voor mijn dappere vader, Ome Joop”

Scruff

Once again I shall and go and get the fishmonger
to prepare the fish

I expect you'd like to know about frogmen?
Yeah!
They live on fish, and catch them by diving on them from a great height.

Deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper.

Gliding down through the dark green water.
He can breathe underwater because he has amphibious nostrils.

On the way down he passed hundreds of trout of different sizes.
Trout are freshwater fish and have underwater weapons.

Do you hear?
Trout are very valuable and immensely powerful.
Keep away from the trout.

Why should it be the fish in the sea are all unable to sing?
Just listen to me young fellow - what need is there for fish to sing when I can roar and bellow?

Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.

Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.

Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.

Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.
Fish.

Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.
Fish fish fish fish fish
Fish fish fish fish eating fish.

Two fine trout
Get em out like a trout.

21st century schizoid man - King Crimson

Cat's foot iron claw
Neuro-surgeons scream for more
At paranoia's poison door.
Twenty first century schizoid man.

Blood rack barbed wire
Politicians' funeral pyre
Innocents raped with napalm fire
Twenty first century schizoid man.

Death seed blind man's greed
Poets' starving children bleed
Nothing he's got he really needs
Twenty first century schizoid man.

@Frogus: respect

me and my sister can do the whole thing by memory now. and the voices. sheer classic.

I love these two. Both are by Nick Cave:

HALLELUJAH

On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning

I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud

There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation

Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song

Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry
them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in


OH MY LORD

I thought I'd take a walk today
It's a mistake I sometimes make
My children lay asleep in bed
My wife lay wide-awake
I kissed her softly on the brow
I tried not to make a sound
But with stony eyes she looked at me
And gently squeezed my hand
Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision
Call it intuition, something learned from mother
But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see
The Sword of Damocles hanging directly above her
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms around me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord

They called at me through the fence
They were not making any sense
They claimed that I had lost the plot
Kept saying that I was not
The man I used to be
They held their babes aloft
Threw marsh mellows at the Security
And said that I'd grown soft
Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,
But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me
For even I could see in the way they looked at me
The Spear of Destiny sticking right through me
Oh Lord Oh my lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh Lord Oh lord
Oh My Lord

Now I'm at the hairdressers
People watch me as they move past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses his bum against the glass
Now I'm down on my hands and knees
And it's so ****ing hot!
Someone cries, "What are you looking for?"
I scream, "The plot, the plot!"
I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home
She screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it's only me"
The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror
I look back and shiver; I can't even believe what I can see

Be mindful of the prayers you send
Pray hard but pray with care
For the tears that you are crying now
Are just your answered prayers
The ladders of life that we scale merrily
Move mysteriously around
So that when you think you're climbing up, man
In fact you're climbing down
Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer
With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw
Oh I hate them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa!
Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord

@ Beowulf
Sweet a Nick Cave fan

Diary of a Madman / Lovesong - A Perfect Circle

Screaming at the window
Watch me die another day
Hopeless situation
Endless price I'll have to pay

Diarrhea of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary, I'm here to stay

Sanity now and beyond me
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
There's no choice

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I'm hopeless

Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save me from myself?

Sanity now and beyond me
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
There's no choice

I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I'm whole again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I'm whole again

I will always love you
There's no choice

hahahahha. sorry i misread the diary of a madman.... i read it as dihoerra of a madman! hahahahahahahha

(and oh yea, im still here in the shadows )

This is the opening theme of Serial Experiments Lain

Boa - Duvet

And you don't seem to understand
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear
Will turn to whisper in your ear
And you know what they say might hurt you
And you know that it means so much
And you don't even feel a thing

I am falling, I am fading
I have lost it all

And you don't seem the lying kind
A shame then I can read your mind
And all the things that I read there
Candle lit smile that we both share
And you know I don't mean to hurt you
But you know that it means so much
And you don't even feel a thing

I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe

One for BS

Tom Lehrer-The Masochism Tango
I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear.
You can raise welts
Like nobody else,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango.

Let our love be a flame, not an ember,
Say it's me that you want to dismember.
Blacken my eye,
Set fire to my tie,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango.

At your command
Before you here I stand,
My heart is in my hand. Ecch!
It's here that I must be.
My heart entreats,
Just hear those savage beats,
And go put on your cleats
And come and trample me.
Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany,
That's why I'm in such exquisite agony.

My soul is on fire,
It's aflame with desire,
Which is why I perspire
When we tango.

You caught my nose
In your left castanet, Love,
I can feel the pain yet, Love,
Ev'ry time I hear drums.
And I envy the rose
That you held in your teeth, Love,
With the thorns underneath, Love,
Sticking into your gums.

Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.
The last time I needed twenty stitches
To sew up the gash
That you made with your lash,
As we danced to the Masochism Tango.

Bash in my brain,
And make me scream with pain,
Then kick me once again,
And say we'll never part.
I know too well
I'm underneath your spell,
So, Darling, if you smell
Something burning, it's my heart.
Excuse me!

Take your cigarette from its holder,
And burn your initials in my shoulder.
Fracture my spine,
And swear that you're mine,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango.