Lyrics 'n' Pics

[Upsetter]

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?[

[Upsetter]

Simple but effective...it ain't easy, folks!

[Nurse Duckett]

Great Song, Crusoe!

I don't like cricket oh no
I love it

I used to sing that out loud in my previous job. People found this exasperating when they were trying to work. I have no idea why. Philistines, the lot of them*.



*most of them were American, however, dottirs.

[Upsetter]

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.

I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

[Captain Nudnick]

Let's not forget who's song 'Over the Rainbow' was - Harold Arlen and Yip Harburg.

And where was the verse, may I ask?

[Upsetter]

Yip yep!



im the only gay eskimo
im the only one i know
im the only gay eskimo in my tribe

i go out seal hunting with my best friend tarka
but all i wanna do is get into his parka
im the only gay eskimo in my tribe

well me and NUCK fluck chuck buck we both like blubber
but me i got this crazy fetish for rubber
im the only gay eskimo in my tribe

i make the wish on the northern lights
that i could find a decent pair of whale skin tights
im the only gay eskimo in my tribe

and the seals the sing now(seal noises)

these cold winter nights are taking their toll
i even get excited when i see the north pole
see the north pole

im the only gay eskimo
only gay eskimo
im the only one i know
im the only one i know
im the only gay eskimo
in my tribe

[Crusoe]

nurseduckett said:

Great Song, Crusoe!

Thank you, Nurse D: it seemed to fit my mood at the time (having just been following a dead exciting cricket match).

I guess that having singing in the office isn’t to everyone’s liking: there’s no pleasing some people, you know.

[Crusoe]

captainnudnick said:

And where was the verse, may I ask?

I thought you might have it, Captain.

Harold Arlen? Did he write “Out of this World”, as well?

[Nurse Duckett]

Dance me to the music of your

[Captain Nudnick]

webb said:

captainnudnick said:

And where was the verse, may I ask?

I thought you might have it, Captain.

Harold Arlen? Did he write “Out of this World”, as well?

Certainly did - words by the great Johnny Mercer. ASCAP list over 300 published songs with music by Harold Arlen.

When all the clouds are a hopeless jumble
And the raindrops tumble to the ground
Heaven opens a magic lane.
When all the clouds darken up the skyway
There's a rainbow highway to be found
Leading from your window pane

To a place beyond the sun
Just a step behind the rain....

Somewhere, Over The Rainbow...

[Crusoe]

webb said:

captainnudnick said:

And where was the verse, may I ask?

I thought you might have it, Captain.

captainnudnick said:

When all the clouds are a hopeless jumble…
…Just a step behind the rain

Thought so.

captainnudnick said:

ASCAP list over 300 published songs with music by Harold Arlen.

Very impressive.

[Upsetter]

captainnudnick said:

webb said:

I thought you might have it, Captain.

Harold Arlen? Did he write “Out of this World”, as well?

Certainly did - words by the great Johnny Mercer. ASCAP list over 300 published songs with music by Harold Arlen.

When all the clouds are a hopeless jumble
And the raindrops tumble to the ground
Heaven opens a magic lane.
When all the clouds darken up the skyway
There's a rainbow highway to be found
Leading from your window pane

To a place beyond the sun
Just a step behind the rain....

Somewhere, Over The Rainbow...

I'd keep schtum, Capt, especially when answering to the Admiral of the Fleet.

Anyone who applauds Eva Cassidy's butchering of the melody has no reason to proclaim on anything musical at all.

And you can put that in the Captains Blog!

[Captain Nudnick]

As it happens, I transcribed the verse from Jane Monheit's recording, and checked it against Sylvie MacNair's version with André Previn...

[Luxury Yacht]

webb said:

I guess that having singing in the office isn’t to everyone’s liking: there’s no pleasing some people, you know.

Funnily enough, I was about to ask a Question about this.

I do tend to start inadvertently humming or whistling things at work (mostly morris tunes : - though I do try not to do it when anyone else is around.

On two occasions, when I have done it in company, someone else has immediately started whistling or humming in response, but only briefly. This has the effect of making me realise what I'm doing, and stop. It stops the next urge to start whistling/humming in its tracks too.

Is this a recognised technique for dealing with annoying whistlers-at-work? Or an instinctive reaction to someone else whistling/singing?

[Benbow]

luxuryyacht said:

webb said:

I guess that having singing in the office isn’t to everyone’s liking: there’s no pleasing some people, you know.

Funnily enough, I was about to ask a Question about this.

I do tend to start inadvertently humming or whistling things at work (mostly morris tunes :

Sing 'em a few lines of The Cuckoo's Nest. That should shut them up.