| Welcome to NationStates - Canada. We hope you enjoy your visit. You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. Join our community! If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| Random Lyrics | |
|---|---|
| Topic Started: May 24 2007, 07:51 PM (4,179 Views) | |
| Almonaster | Jun 1 2007, 02:50 PM Post #21 |
|
Homophonophile
![]()
|
DO IT AGAIN - Steely Dan In the mornin you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water And you fire till he is done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' And they put you on the street CHORUS: You go back Jack do it again Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round You go back Jack do it again When you know she's no high climber Then you find your only friend In a room with your two timer And you're sure you're near the end Then you love a little wild one And she brings you only sorrow All the time you know she's smilin' You'll be on your knees tomorrow CHORUS Now you swear and kick and beg us That you're not a gamblin' man Then you find you're back in Vegas With a handle in your hand Your black cards can make you money So you hide them when you're able In the land of milk and honey You must put them on the table |
|
You use a mirror to see your face. You use works of art to see your soul. ~ G. B. Shaw Visit Al's FractAl Gallery I'm in ur detailz likin' ur sinz.
| |
![]() |
|
| Ess | Jun 1 2007, 02:54 PM Post #22 |
|
twirling hippy chick
|
One Tin Soldier (The Legend of Billy Jack) by Lambert-Potter, sung by Coven Listen, children, to a story That was written long ago, 'Bout a kingdom on a mountain And the valley-folk below. On the mountain was a treasure Buried deep beneath the stone, And the valley-people swore They'd have it for their very own. Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of Heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing Come the judgement day, On the bloody morning after.... One tin soldier rides away. So the people of the valley Sent a message up the hill, Asking for the buried treasure, Tons of gold for which they'd kill. Came an answer from the kingdom, "With our brothers we will share All the secrets of our mountain, All the riches buried there." Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of Heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing Come the judgement day, On the bloody morning after.... One tin soldier rides away. Now the valley cried with anger, "Mount your horses! Draw your sword!" And they killed the mountain-people, So they won their just reward. Now they stood beside the treasure, On the mountain, dark and red. Turned the stone and looked beneath it... "Peace on Earth" was all it said. Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of Heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing Come the judgement day, On the bloody morning after.... One tin soldier rides away. Go ahead and hate your neighbor, Go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of Heaven, You can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing Come the judgement day, On the bloody morning after.... One tin soldier rides away. |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
![]() |
|
| Kiljarit | Jun 1 2007, 03:59 PM Post #23 |
|
Penalty Killer
|
Please Come Home Dustin Kensrue Well I woke one morning, found you staring down at me, you said "I'll take my share now, father please", and you took your money, and you took your leave, you drilled my heart and turned your back on me... And you hit the town, and you hit the bottle hard, you race 'round in your fancy cars and you blow all your money, on brothels, beds, and bars, before you know your broken times get hard... I still stand here waiting, with my eyes fixed on the road, and I fight back tears and I wonder, if you're ever coming home, don't you know son that I love you, and I don't care where you've been, so please come home. And now you've hit bottom, all those open doors have shut, and you're hungry stomach's tied in knots, but I know what you're thinking, that you troubled me enough, nothing could ever separate you from my love... I still stand here waiting, with my eyes fixed on the road, and I fight back tears and I wonder, if you're ever coming home, don't you know son that I love you, and I don't care where you've been, yes and i'll be right here waiting, 'til you come around the bend, and I run to you and hold you close, won't let go again, so please come home, please come home... Don't you know son that I love you? And I don't care where you've been, so please come home |
![]() |
|
| jDELIGHT | Jun 1 2007, 09:14 PM Post #24 |
|
Fun is the only noise you should hear
|
Solas Erin (i've subtitled it "a song by any other name would tell it well") Wake up, oh wake up, don't sleep, please I had another one of those dreams Where your feet are bound together And the tin man is spinning again Hold my hand, I will stand as the world turns around me Lock the door to the yard or the wind is bound To blow my fragile anchors away Chorus: Who's gonna carry the blame? Who's gonna take up the campaign When these injured streets are bleeding? Politicians in command are washing their hands Gotta tend the marching bands When the battered streets are When the battered streets are When the battered streets are bleeding And I am losing my hold There are soldiers in the hallway They will break down these walls There's apparitions behind the bedroom blinds There is black ink in the bathroom sink If the gunmen don't let her go Or the snake outside will swallow the house (Chorus) And I know you will try But you cannot protect me From these shadows inside 'Cause these dreams I have are so much bigger Than the blade of a knife or a shotgun's trigger If the gunmen don't let her go Or the snake outside will swallow the house (Chorus) Chorus: Who's gonna carry the blame? Who's gonna take up the campaign? When the battered streets are When the battered streets are When the battered streets are bleeding |
|
A 21-Skwerl Salute for the Dizzy Twirling Hippy Chick! "Your only true land based hope are aerodynamically correct goats." JT | |
![]() |
|
| jDELIGHT | Jun 1 2007, 09:21 PM Post #25 |
|
Fun is the only noise you should hear
|
Harry Nilsson Think About Your Troubles (from The Point) Sit beside the breakfast table Think about your troubles Pour yourself a cup of tea Then think about the bubbles You can take your teardrops And drop 'em in a teacup Take them down to the riverside And throw them over the side To be swept up by a current Then taken to the ocean To be eaten by some fishes Who were eaten by some fishes And swallowed by a whale Who grew so old He decomposed, doo, doo, doo He died and left his body To the bottom of the ocean Now as everybody knowses That when a body decomposes The basic elements Are given back to the ocean And the sea does what it oughta And soon it makes salt water Not too good for drinking 'Cause it tastes just like a teardrop So they run it through a filter And it comes out from a faucet And it pours into a teapot Which is just about to bubble Now think about your troubles, now.... |
|
A 21-Skwerl Salute for the Dizzy Twirling Hippy Chick! "Your only true land based hope are aerodynamically correct goats." JT | |
![]() |
|
| baby_ifritah | Jun 4 2007, 05:33 AM Post #26 |
|
Don't be like that!
|
The Cat Empire -The Wine Song (the half moon bay they sing about is fifteen minutes from where i live...) Song and melodies change and change And sway But they still stay the same The songs that we sung when the dark days come Are the songs that we sung when we chased them away If I ever found a pot of gold I'd buy bottles untold of the nectar of the vines I'm going to die with a twinkle in my eye 'cause I sung songs spun stories loved laughed and drank wine Tomorrow is another day The cats are out to play, to play That old rusty spaceship wants to sail Into the milky way again On a river of red red wine Run... (let's have some) Fun... (we'll) Drink... (a toast to the) Sun... In summer the bushfires rage and rage And rage On such beautiful days And we fight them with water that runs through the cracks Water we're desperately trying to save So I'll just live on wine and water my vines And sleep on the wind with the fires right behind And sing on the beaches and swim through the night Oh we'll cry 'pass the wine, pass the wine, pass the wine' Run... (let's have some) Fun... (we'll) Drink... (a toast to the) Sun... Oh what a beautiful day today! Today's a day to celebrate Grab your bucket, grab your spade We're heading down to Half Moon Bay I saw a plane go into a cloud I'm drunk I'm happy I'm singing and loud Two o'clock in the arvo, but hey that's allowed... I'm having a good time and of that I am proud |
|
Ambassador to The North Pacific zero cool The Rogue Nation of Mount Sisyphus The Colony of the Surreal Boulder | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 4 2007, 10:29 AM Post #27 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
This weeks thousand dollar cash pay-out song: Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven Ooh, it makes me wonder Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a feeling I get when I look to the west And my spirit is crying for leaving In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees And the voices of those who stand looking Ooh, it makes me wonder Ooh, it really makes me wonder And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forest will echo with laughter If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May Queen Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on And it makes me wonder Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know The piper's calling you to join him Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll And she's buying the stairway to heaven |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Jack Tarr | Jun 4 2007, 12:01 PM Post #28 |
![]()
Chief Twanger Plunker
|
Stairway To Heaven Neil Sedaka Climb up way up high, Climb up way up high, Climb up way up high. Well-a well-a well-a heavenly angel I want you for my girl When I kissed your sweet, sweet lips I knew that you were out of this world I'll build a stairway to heaven, I'll climb to the highest star I'll build a stairway to heaven, 'Cause heaven is where you are Well-a well-a well-a over the rainbow That's where I'm gonna climb Way up high where the bluebirds fly I'm gonna love you all the time I'll build a stairway to heaven, I'll climb to the highest star I'll build a stairway to heaven, 'Cause heaven is where you are I'll build a stairway to heaven, I'll climb to the highest star I'll build a stairway to heaven, 'Cause heaven is where you are Well-a well-a well-a I gotta be going, Gonna leave the world behind Every day in a heavenly way, You're gonna drive me outta my mind I'll build a stairway to heaven, I'll climb to the highest star I'll build a stairway to heaven, 'Cause heaven is where you are I'll build a stairway to heaven 'Cause heaven is where you are Climb up way up high |
![]() |
|
| Rock-Onia | Jun 6 2007, 05:52 PM Post #29 |
|
Stanley Cup Champ
|
This is from Ren & Stimpy, and it is one of the funniest things I've ever seen and heard. The Royal Anthem Of The Canadian Kilted Yaksmen-Ren & Stimpy, two Yaks, and multiple animals wearing Mounties's hats Stimpy: Our country reeks of trees Our Yaks are really large And they smell like rotting beef carcasses And we have to clean up after them And our saddle sores are the best We proudly wear women's clothing As searing sand blows up our skirts And the buzzards, they soar overhead And poisonous snakes will devour us whole Our bones will bleach in the sun And we will probably go to (loud farting noise) And that is our great reward For being the-uh Ro-oy-al Canadian Kilted Yaksmen! Stimpy: One More Time!! All:Our country reeks of trees Our Yaks are really large And they smell like rotting beef carcasses And we have to clean up after them And our saddle sores are the best We proudly wear women's clothing As searing sand blows up our skirts And the buzzards, they soar overhead And poisonous snakes will devour us whole Our bones will bleach in the sun And we will probably go to (loud farting noise) And that is our great reward For being the-uh Ro-oy-al Canadian Kilted Yaksmen! |
|
Minister of Doughnuts and Beer: Summer '07-Spring '08 Proud Battle Rifle wielding member of the He Man Woman Hater Club Matt Ricci And The Sometimes Y (my band) "You can't look dignified when you're having fun." | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 6 2007, 07:31 PM Post #30 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
Arthur Brown - Fire I am the god of hell fire and I bring you: Fire I'll take you to burn. Fire I'll take you to learn. I'll see you burn! You fought hard and you saved and learned but all of it's going to burn. And your mind your tiny mind you know you've really been so blind. Now's your time burn your mind. You're falling far too far behind. Oh no oh no oh no you gonna burn! Fire to destroy all you've done. Fire to end all you've become. I'll feel your burn! You've been living like a little girl in the middle of your little world. and your mind your tiny mind you know you've really been so blind. Now's your time burn your mind you're falling far too far behind. Fire I'll take you to burn. Fire I'll take you to learn. You gonna burn ... burn ... burn ... Fire I'll take you to burn ... |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Ess | Jun 6 2007, 07:40 PM Post #31 |
|
twirling hippy chick
|
Tangled Up in Blue Bob Dylan Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', I was layin' in bed Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red. Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. And I was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, Tangled up in blue. She was married when we first met Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam, I guess, But I used a little too much force. We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out West Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best. She turned around to look at me As I was walkin' away I heard her say over my shoulder, "We'll meet again someday on the avenue," Tangled up in blue. I had a job in the great north woods Working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much And one day the ax just fell. So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I happened to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat Right outside of Delacroix. But all the while I was alone The past was close behind, I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place And I stopped in for a beer, I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear. And later on as the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same, She was standing there in back of my chair Said to me, "Don't I know your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, She studied the lines on my face. I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, Tangled up in blue. She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello," she said "You look like the silent type." Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century. And every one of them words rang true And glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul from me to you, Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs, There was music in the cafes at night And revolution in the air. Then he started into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died. She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside. And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn, The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, Tangled up in blue. So now I'm goin' back again, I got to get to her somehow. All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now. Some are mathematicians Some are carpenter's wives. Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We always did feel the same, We just saw it from a different point of view, Tangled up in blue. |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 6 2007, 07:44 PM Post #32 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
David Bowie - Golden Years Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Look at that sky, life's begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up my baby There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel Come get up my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up my baby I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Some of these days, and it won't be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord I believe all the way Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Ess | Jun 6 2007, 07:57 PM Post #33 |
|
twirling hippy chick
|
Daniel Music by elton john Lyrics by bernie taupin Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for spain Oh and I can see daniel waving goodbye God it looks like daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes They say spain is pretty though Ive never been Well daniel says its the best place that hes ever seen Oh and he should know, hes been there enough Lord I miss daniel, oh I miss him so much Daniel my brother you are older than me Do you still feel the pain of the scars that wont heal Your eyes have died but you see more than i Daniel you're a star in the face of the sky Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for spain Oh and I can see daniel waving goodbye God it looks like daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes Oh God it looks like daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 6 2007, 08:25 PM Post #34 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused I wanna use you and abuse you I wanna know what's inside you (Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Movin' on! Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused I'm gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside Gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside you |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 6 2007, 09:19 PM Post #35 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
Blackfoot - Train, Train Oh, here it comes Well, train, train, take me on out of this town Train, train, Lord, take me on out of this town Well, that woman I'm in love with, Lord, she's Memphis bound Well, leavin' here, I'm just a raggedy hobo Lord, I'm leaving here, I'm just a raggedy hobo Well, that woman I'm in love with, Lord, she's got to go Well, goodbye pretty mama, get yourself a money man Goodbye, pretty mama, Lord, get yourself a money man You take that midnight train to Memphis Lord, leave me if you can Oh, take that midnight train to Memphis Lord, leave me if you can Oh, take that train, baby |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Ess | Jun 6 2007, 09:54 PM Post #36 |
|
twirling hippy chick
|
Cats In The Cradle Harry Chapin My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad You know I'm gonna be like you" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home dad? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then My son turned ten just the other day He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok" And he walked away but his smile never dimmed And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah You know I'm gonna be like him" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then Well, he came home from college just the other day So much like a man I just had to say "Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?" He shook his head and said with a smile "What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys See you later, can I have them please?" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then I've long since retired, my son's moved away I called him up just the other day I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind" He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad It's been sure nice talking to you" And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me He'd grown up just like me My boy was just like me And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 8 2007, 11:25 AM Post #37 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
Low Spark Of High-Heeled Boys - Traffic If you see something that looks like a star and it's shooting up out of the ground and your head is spinning from a loud guitar. And you just can't escape from the sound don't worry too much, it'll happen to you We were children once, playing with toys. And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys. The percentage you're paying is too high priced while you're living beyond all your means. And the man in the suit has just bought a new car from the profit he's made on your dreams. But today you just swear that the man was shot dead by a gun that didn't make any noise. But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was the low spark of high-heeled boys. If you had just a minute to breathe and they granted you one final wish would you ask for something, like another chance. Or something similar as this don't worry too much, it'll happen to you as sure as your sorrows are joys. And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys. The percentage you're paying is too high priced while you're living beyond all your means and the man in the suit has just bought a new car from the profit he's made on your dreams But today you just swear that the man was shot dead by a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was the low spark of high-heeled boys....high-heeled boys. If I gave you everything that I own and asked for nothing in return Would you do the same for me, as I would for you? Or take me for a ride and strip me of everything, including my pride But spirit is something that no one destroys And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound of the low spark of high-heeled boys. |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Jack Tarr | Jun 8 2007, 01:09 PM Post #38 |
![]()
Chief Twanger Plunker
|
Kevin Spacey Once Upon a Time Once upon a time A girl with moonlight in her eyes Put her hand in mine And said she loved me so But, that was once upon a time Very long ago. Once upon a time We sat beneath a willow tree Counting all the stars And waiting for the dawn But, that was once upon a time Now the tree is gone. How the breeze ruffled through her hair How we always laughed As though tomorrow wasn't there We were young And didn't have a care Where did it go? Once upon a time The world was sweeter than we knew Everything was ours How happy we were then But, somehow once upon a time Never comes again. |
![]() |
|
| ParrrrTay | Jun 8 2007, 01:13 PM Post #39 |
|
...just a girl in the world.
![]()
|
Nothing Is Easy - Jethro Tull Nothing is easy. Though time gets you worrying my friend, it's o.k. Just take your life easy and stop all that hurrying, be happy my way. When tension starts mounting and you've lost count of the pennies you've missed, just try hard and see why they're not worrying me, they're last on my list. Nothing's easy. Nothing is easy, you'll find that the squeeze won't turn out so bad. Your fingers may freeze, worse things happen at sea, there's good times to be had. So if you're alone and you're down to the bone, just give us a play. You'll smile in a while and discover that I'll get you happy my way -- nothing's easy. |
|
The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
![]() |
|
| Ess | Jun 8 2007, 02:29 PM Post #40 |
|
twirling hippy chick
|
Peace Train Cat Stevens Now Ive been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be, something good has begun Oh Ive been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one And I believe it could be, some day its going to come Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again Now Ive been smiling lately, thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be, something good has begun Oh peace train sounding louder Glide on the peace train Come on now peace train Yes, peace train holy roller Everyone jump upon the peace train Come on now peace train Get your bags together, go bring your good friends too Cause its getting nearer, it soon will be with you Now come and join the living, its not so far from you And its getting nearer, soon it will all be true Now Ive been crying lately, thinking about the world as it is Why must we go on hating, why cant we live in bliss Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
![]() |
|
| Go to Next Page | |
| « Previous Topic · Music · Next Topic » |










3:19 AM Jul 11