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Post by Captain Nudnick on Aug 13, 2005 6:05:12 GMT -5
It was used in a commercial - the gods know why... But you remembered it, didn’t you, Captain? I guess that’s why they used it. Certain songs have “stickability”. You only have to say “Robin and Wendy” to my father and he will be humming “Little Boxes” all day. I remember the stupid song - I have not the least idea what was being sold! Glue?
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 13, 2005 7:09:19 GMT -5
Correction - you remember the opening 8 lines of a song.
Anyway I'm sticking with Crusoe, although whilst I still have some money I have no immediate intention to hold up stage-coaches in the rain. Ditto for hanging from trees - although I can think of a few people I'd happily hang from the nearest tree but he'd probably break the largest branch.
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Aug 13, 2005 9:08:10 GMT -5
Correction - you remember the opening 8 lines of a song. ;-) Not as much as that... just a couple of lines... it was plenty. While on the subject of commercials - can anyone understand what the black French bloke is saying in the Renault campaign? I can't...
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 13, 2005 11:44:35 GMT -5
That song is well past its sell-by date. Even when it was fresh it struck me as naïve, mawkish, sentimental and somehow sinisterly hectoring. "Imagine no religion" for instance. Now that I can imagine, and would welcome. I must admit that it's not on a par with Father Mc.Ginty's Goat, Dirk. I do wish you would one day deign to join us all in the 21st Century. It's not 100 per cent rubbish y'know?...I must admit that its 99 per cent garbage but that is the very reason I am here - namely to sort the Pearls from the Swine! And if little Dulcie isn't a Pearl I don't know who is?..Some of us here can dive deep enough to consider ourselves as oyster-catchers, the rest can search rock pools.
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 14, 2005 10:37:47 GMT -5
A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sittin' there But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home When there's no one there to hold you tight And no one there you can kiss goodnight
A room is a still a room, even when there's nothin' there but gloom But a room is not a house and a house is not a home
Now and then I call your name And suddenly your face appears But it's just a crazy game When it ends, it ends in tears
Pretty little darling, have a heart, don't let one mistake keep us apart I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home When I climb the stairs and turn the key Oh, please be there, sayin' that you're still in love with me, yeah...
I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home When I climb the stairs and turn the key
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 15, 2005 7:15:32 GMT -5
As I was going up the stair, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today... Oh how I wish he'd go away! | |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Aug 15, 2005 11:47:14 GMT -5
Now that I can imagine, and would welcome. I must admit that it's not on a par with Father Mc.Ginty's Goat, Dirk. What you do in your spare time is your affair.... Dirk who? The relevance of that being? I thought we were talking of John Lennon's over-hyped 'Imagine'. You reckon?
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Aug 15, 2005 12:39:06 GMT -5
The relevance of that being? I thought we were talking of John Lennon's over-hyped 'Imagine'. You reckon? LOL!
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 15, 2005 14:50:19 GMT -5
Perhaps you, the Capt. and Nursie could write a song together - just make sure you keep it to yourselves and don't assault the rest of the Islanders ears.
All of a sudden 'Sailing By' sounds a classic.
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Aug 15, 2005 15:57:00 GMT -5
Perhaps you, the Capt. and Nursie could write a song together - just make sure you keep it to yourselves and don't assault the rest of the Islanders ears. All of a sudden 'Sailing By' sounds a classic. Oh dear, Upsetter, you sound upset. Here are some song lyrics I found on the web (no idea of the tune) though they could of course apply to millions of webwatching messageboarders at any moment in time: Carly Simon - When Your Lover Has Gone What good is the scheming The planning and dreaming That comes with each new love affair
The love that you cherish So often might perish And leave you with castles in air
When you're alone Who cares for starlit skies When you're alone The magic moonlight dies At break of dawn There is no sunrise When your lover has gone
What lonely hours The evening shadows bring What lonely hours With memories lingering
Like faded flowers Life can't mean anything When your lover has gone
When your lover's gone
When your lover has gone ps. I like Sailing By. I find it very restful. Well, last time I was awake late enough to hear it (dottirs)
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Post by Luxury Yacht on Aug 15, 2005 16:37:47 GMT -5
This is a strange affair The time has come to travel but the road is filled with fear This is a strange affair My youth has all been wasted and I'm bent and grey with years And all my companions are taken away And who will provide for me against my dying day I took my own provision, but it fooled me and wasted away Oh where are my companions? My mother, father, lover, friend, and enemy Where are my companions? They're prisoners of death now, and taken far from me And where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth They took me to illusion when they promised me the truth And what do sleepers need to make them listen, Why do they need more proof? This is a strange, this is a strange affair Won't you give me an answer? Why is your heart so hard towards the one who loves you best? When the man with the answer Has wakened you, and warned you, and called you to the test Wake up from your sleep that builds like clouds upon your eyes And win back the life you had that's now a dream of lies Turn your back on yourself and if you follow, You'll win the lover's prize This is a strange, this is a strange affair
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Post by Upsetter on Aug 15, 2005 17:26:41 GMT -5
Thanks for cheering us all up, Yotty. ........where the fcuks Beachy Head..I'm gonna throw that cd over the cliff
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Post by Crusoe on Aug 16, 2005 5:29:38 GMT -5
I was walkin' down the street Concentratin' on truckin' right I heard a dark voice beside of me And I looked round in a state of fright I saw four faces one mad A brother from the gutter They looked me up and down a bit And turned to each other I say I don't like cricket oh no I love it I don't like cricket no no I love itDon't you walk thru my words You got to show some respect Don't you walk thru my words 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet Well he looked down at my silver chain He said I'll give you one dollar I said You've got to be jokin' man It was a present from me Mother He said I like it I want it I'll take it off your hands And you'll be sorry you crossed me You'd better understand that you're alone A long way from home And I say I don't like reggae no no I love it I don't like reggae oh no I love it Don't you cramp me style Don't you queer on me pitch Don't you walk thru my words 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet I hurried back to the swimming pool Sinkin' pina coladas I heard a dark voice beside me say Would you like something harder She said I've got it you want it My harvest is the best And if you try it you'll like it And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday And I say Don't like Jamaica oh no I love her Don't like Jamaica oh no I love her oh yea Don't you walk thru her words You got to show some respect Don't you walk thru her words 'Cause you ain't heard her out yet I don't like cricket I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) I don't like reggae I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) Don't like Jamaica I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
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