The Zone

by **The Vicar** on Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:27 pm

Al Shut wrote:Ich bin nur ein Mann aber auch ich hab Gefühle
ich gebe gern zu es sind nicht so viele
wenn ich durchzählen müsste es sind ungefähr drei
aber Wut und Hass sind dabei

Now I've got that stuck in my head........ :shock:

by **TheBaxter** on Fri Apr 08, 2011 9:27 am

Wolfpack wrote:
Ribbons wrote:Yesterday it was Thursday
Today it is Friday
Tomorrow it is Saturday
Sunday comes afterwards

"Which seat will I take?"

God help that girl if an empty bus pulls up.

that girl IS an "empty bus", IYKWIM.

by **Bloo** on Fri Apr 08, 2011 11:01 am

"Don't go breaking my heart"

not sure why that popped in my head this morning but it did

by **Al Shut** on Fri Apr 08, 2011 12:35 pm

The Vicar wrote:
Al Shut wrote:Ich bin nur ein Mann aber auch ich hab Gefühle
ich gebe gern zu es sind nicht so viele
wenn ich durchzählen müsste es sind ungefähr drei
aber Wut und Hass sind dabei

Now I've got that stuck in my head........

Muahahaha, my brain infiltration scheme continues

by **DennisMM** on Sun Apr 10, 2011 4:53 pm

Well, I'm thinkin' and I'm wonderin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
And I gave her my heart, but she wanted my soul
So don't think twice, it's all right

by **Spandau Belly** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 10:19 am

DennisMM, that one's a classic. I sing it all the time to myself.

by **TonyWilson** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:08 am

Good stuff, Dennis. It's a cold song but you can hear the pain in it.
Meanwhile I've had "Witty remarks, witty witty remarks" looping through my head all day.

by **minstrel** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:35 am

I'm the Gypsy, the Acid Queen
Pay before we start
I'm the Gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart.

by **SilentBobX** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:10 pm

A parody of 'I want candy' which sums up my experience with the movie Hop

Ahem....

I saw a film with Russell Brand
Wanted to hit him with the back of my hand
Voiced an annoying cartoon rabbit
That I wanted to dip in battery acid

Fuck this movie, fuck this movie

This film it sucked so much ass
I'd rather chew on broken glass
The whole damn thing was so shitty
Didn't even have a single titty

Fuck this movie, fuck this movie

Movie was such a fuckin failure
And the previews and the trailer
It should've been about Hugh Laurie
Now there's a real House Bunny

Fuck this movie, fuck this movie, fuck this movie, fuck this movie

Mahalo

by **caruso_stalker217** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:17 pm

That good, huh?

by **SilentBobX** on Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:24 pm

caruso_stalker217 wrote:That good, huh?

Exactly.

Mahalo

by **minstrel** on Sat Apr 23, 2011 1:31 am

minstrel wrote:I'm the Gypsy, the Acid Queen
Pay before we start
I'm the Gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart.

My work is done
Now look at him
He's never been more alive
His head it shakes
His fingers clutch
Watch his body writhe!

I'm the Gypsy
The Acid Queen
Pay before we start
I'm the Gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To break your little heart.

by **Al Shut** on Wed May 04, 2011 5:03 am

Am Anfang lebte der Mensch am Baum
doch verändert hat er sich seit damals kaum
er geht zwar aufrecht und er fliegt ins All
doch er ist noch immer im Neanderthal

Der Mensch von heute der telefaxt
sein Opel Manta ist frisch gewachst
doch gibt es irgendwo ein Problem
benimmt er sich wie ehedem

Im prähistorischen Rachewahn
schreit er Auge um Auge und Zahn um Zahn
und bis du nicht willig dann gibt es Krawall
und schon sind wir wieder im Neanderthal

Wilkommen im Neanderthal

by **DennisMM** on Thu May 05, 2011 9:24 pm

Sometime I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks of me
Its all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paralyzed
Am I just stoned?

by **Wolfpack** on Fri May 13, 2011 10:16 pm

Deck the harrs with barrs of horry
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra

by **minstrel** on Sat May 14, 2011 7:12 pm

A bold hippopotamus was standing one day
On the banks of the cool Shalamar
He gazed at the bottom as it peacefully lay
By the light of the evening star
Away on a hilltop sat combing her hair
His fair hippopotami maid
The hippopotamus was no ignoramus
And sang her this sweet serenade

Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow in glorious mud.

The fair hippopotami he aimed to entice
From her seat on that hilltop above
As she hadn't got a ma to give her advice
Came tiptoeing down to her love
Like thunder the forest re-echoed the sound
Of the song that they sang as they met
His inamorata adjusted her garter
And lifted her voice in duet

Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow in glorious mud.

The whole hippopotami began to combine
On the banks of that river so wide
I wonder now what am I to say of the scene
Which issued by the Shalamar side
They dived all at once with an ear-splitting splosh
Then rose to the surface again
A regular army of hippopotarmi
All singing this haunting refrain

Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow in glorious mud.

- Flanders and Swann

by **DennisMM** on Sun May 15, 2011 7:57 pm

A young girl in a parking lot
Was preaching to a crowd
Singing sacred songs and reading
From the Bible
Well, I told her I was lost
And she told me all about the Pentecost
And I seen that girl as the road
To my survival

-- Paul Simon, "Duncan"

by **Wolfpack** on Fri May 27, 2011 8:36 am

We came up on different streets, but both were streets of shame

-Dire Straits, "Romeo & Juliet"

by **DennisMM** on Sun Jun 12, 2011 4:34 pm

Wolfpack wrote:We came up on different streets, but both were streets of shame

-Dire Straits, "Romeo & Juliet"

I love that song.

And I dreamed your dream for you, and now your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

by **DennisMM** on Sun Jun 12, 2011 4:36 pm

I could hide 'neath the wing of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes
The shaving razor's cool and it stings

-- "Daydream Believer," John Stewart/The Monkees

by **minstrel** on Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:04 pm

"Then I saw her face
Now I'm a believer
Not a trace
Of doubt in my mind."

Fuckin' Shrek 4 just ended. Now I can't get that song out of my head.

by **DennisMM** on Sun Jun 19, 2011 1:32 am

We belong, we belong, we belong, we belong
To the Merry Marvel Marching Society
March along, march along, march along, to the song
Of the Merry Marvel Marching Society

-"MMMS Theme Song"

by **minstrel** on Sun Jun 19, 2011 12:27 pm

I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man.
Send lawyers, guns, and money
The shit has hit the fan.

- Warren Zevon

(I've probably posted that here before, but it's one of my favorite verses!)

by **DennisMM** on Fri Jun 24, 2011 10:29 pm

There's a hole in my heart that goes all the way to China
And though you can't see the bottom
You can't see the bottom
You can't see the bottom
Believe me, it's a long way down

- Cyndi Lauper

by **minstrel** on Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:15 am

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning and the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window and the traffic wrote the words
It came a-reeling up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'til the night comes

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges too
And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck to all my senses
Oh won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll talk in present tenses

- Joni Mitchell

(This is for Dennis, because he seems to need cheering up, and this is one of the happiest songs I've ever heard)

by **DennisMM** on Sat Jun 25, 2011 6:17 pm

It's coming through a hole in the air
From those nights in Tiananmen Square
It's coming from the feeling
That it ain't exactly real
Or it's real, but it ain't exactly fair ...

Democracy is coming, to the USA

- Leonard Cohen

by **TheBaxter** on Tue Jun 28, 2011 9:58 am

Little studly man who sold his soul,
Little studly man who sold his dream...

Pathetic little studly man,
No one's bloody laughing,
The clown that no one laugh's at,
They all just wish he'd die.

He's so depressed at being hated,
Fatso takes his own life,
He blows his stupid brains out,
But the twat would probably miss.

He sold his soul for a shot at fame,
Catchphrase and wig and the jokes are lame,
He's got no style, he's got no grace,
He's banal and facile, he's a studly waste of space

See his pug-nosed face...Pug, pug, pug, pug,
See his pug-nosed face...Pug, pug, pug, pug,
See his pug-nosed face...Pug, pug, pug, pug,
The little studly man with the pug-nosed face, Pug, pug, pug, pug,
Little studly man, pug-nosed face, Pug, pug, pug, pug,
He's a little studly pug-nosed face, Pug, pug, pug, pug.

- David Bowie

by **St. Alphonzo** on Wed Jun 29, 2011 5:24 pm

The magpie comes a-calling
Drops a marble from the sky
Tin roof sounds alarming
Wake up child
"Let this be a warning," says the magpie to the morning
Don't let this fading summer pass you by
Don't let this fading summer pass you by

-Neko Case

by **TheBaxter** on Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:57 am

nobody in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful
everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful

-They Might Be Giants

by **DennisMM** on Wed Jul 06, 2011 11:06 pm

Got to chop that wood, carry water
What's the sound of one hand clapping?
Enlightenment -- I don't know what it is

- Van Morrison

by **Ye Black Knight** on Thu Jul 07, 2011 2:08 pm

Gonna drive all day gonna drive all night!
Whatever it takes to get to the light!
I'm running on rage, I'm outta control!
My anger for you is like a burning coal!
So you can cry me a river, cry me a river of tears!
Yeah you can cry all you like, but it won't change my mind!
I gotta get away, get you outta my life!

You got me runnin' wild and free!
Runnin' wild and free!
You got me runnin' wild and free!
Runnin' wild and free!

You got me runnin' wild, wild and free!
The open road is all i need!
You got me runnin' wild runnin' free!
It's never gonna be like it used to be!

HEY, HEY, HEY !!!
HEY, HEY, HEY !!!

- Airbourne, Runnin WIld!

This lyric now concludeth!

by **TheButcher** on Fri Jul 08, 2011 11:01 am

"F*** The Police coming straight from the underground"
Ice Cube from the song F** t Da Police from the album Straight Outta Compton

by **DennisMM** on Sat Jul 09, 2011 5:01 pm

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son
And the Holy Ghost
In the garden
- Van Morrison, "In the Garden"

by **DennisMM** on Fri Jul 29, 2011 8:22 pm

"Is the glass half-full or empty?" I ask her as I fill it
She said it doesn't really matter, pretty soon you're bound to spill it.
With the half logic language of the sermon she delivers
And the way she smiles so knowingly at me gives me the shivers
I pull the blanket higher when I'm finally safe at home
And she'll take a hundred with her, but she always sleeps alone,
The girl with the weight of the world in her hands.

-Emily Saliers (Indigo Girls), "The Girl With the Weight of the World in Her Hands"

by **Spandau Belly** on Tue Aug 23, 2011 8:02 am

if this world is wearing thin
and you're thinking of escape
i'll go anywhere with you
just wrap me up in chains
but if you try to go out alone
don't think i'll understand
stay with me
in the silence of your room
in the darkness of your dreams
you must only think of me
there can be no inbetween
when your pride is on the floor
I'll make you beg for more
stay with me
you'd better hope and pray
that you make it safe
back to your own world
you'd better hope and pray
that you wake one day
in your own world
cuz when you sleep at night they don't hear your cries in your own world
only time will tell if you can break the spellback in your own world
stay with me

by **TheBaxter** on Tue Aug 23, 2011 2:18 pm

well come over baby
whole lotta shakin goin on
yes i said come over baby
baby you can't go wrong
we ain't fakin'
whole lotta shakin goin on

by **Al Shut** on Sat Aug 27, 2011 4:42 am

Mein Baby war beim Frisör,
und jetzt mag ich sie nicht mehr.
Mein Baby war beim Haare schneiden,
jetzt kann ich sie nicht mehr leiden.

Vorher war sie wunderschön,
jetzt mag ich sie nicht mehr sehen.
Das Leben ist schwer, das Leben ist schwer.
Mein Baby war beim Frisör.

Mein Baby war beim Frisör,
seitdem macht sie nichts mehr her.
Ich hätte sie fast nicht erkannt,
als sie danach vor mir stand.

Sie zahlte dem Frisör viel Geld,
damit er sie total entstellt.
Es ist nicht fair, es ist nicht fair,
Mein Baby war beim Frisör.

Mein Baby war beim Frisör,
jetzt ist sie häßlich und zwar sehr.
Ich werd' mich von ihr trennen müssen.
Ich möcht' sie nicht im Dunkeln küssen.

Wenn sie irgendwem gefällt,
möcht' ich, daß er sie behält.
Quel malheur, quel malheur,
Mein Baby war beim Frisör.

Mein Baby war beim Frisör,
jetzt hat sie einen Freund weniger.
Sie war bei einem Haarstylisten,
ich werde sie wohl nie mehr fisten.

Sie war ein Augenschmaus,
jetzt sieht sie zum Kotzen aus.
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Mein Baby war beim Frisör.

by **Spandau Belly** on Thu Sep 08, 2011 10:26 am

You say it's coming
But I can't see it at all
You know me well
But I don't you at all
No I don't know you at all

It's always just on the horizon
So my hopes rise and fall
You know me well
But I don't know you at all
No I don't know you at all

Been dreaming of blue skies
New horizons and sights for my eyes
The discovery of the unknown
Is something to tell the folks back home
I want to get away
To feel the sun on my skin
To feel it really sinking in

by **DennisMM** on Tue Oct 04, 2011 9:30 pm

Early in the evening, half a mile from here
You see that long train run, and you watch it disappear
Without love, where would you be now?
Without lo-o-o-ove?

-The Doobie Brothers

by **caruso_stalker217** on Fri Oct 07, 2011 6:54 am

Well we stick our fingers in
The ground, heave and
Turn the world around
Smoke is blacking out the sun
At night I pray and clean my gun
The cracked bell rings as
The ghost bird sings and the gods
Go beggin here
So just open fire
As you hit the shore
All is fair in love
And war

Hoist that rag

by **DennisMM** on Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:17 pm

I don't care how many girls you've dated
You ain't lived 'til you've had your tires rotated
By a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman
It takes a red-headed woman to get the dirty job done

-B. Springsteen

by **DennisMM** on Sat Oct 22, 2011 6:38 pm

Falling in love again, never wanted to
Nothing I can do
I can't help it.

- M. Dietrich

by **DennisMM** on Sat Nov 19, 2011 2:40 am

Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me?
Jenny, Jenny, ooh, Jenny, Jenny
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me?
Jenny, Jenny, ooh, Jenny, Jenny
You know that I love you, we could live so happily
Jenny, Jenny, ooh, Jenny, Jenny

Spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' like a spinnin' top
Spinnin', spinnin', ooh, spinnin', spinnin'
Spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' like a spinnin' top
Spinnin', spinnin', ooh, spinnin', spinnin'
The greatest little momma you oughta see us reel and rock
Jenny, Jenny, ooh, Jenny, Jenny

- Little Richard

by **Ye Black Knight** on Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:19 am

Lo, for timeless, and timely lyrics doth these be:

People gonna make ya wonder if you're right,
Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night!
Why don't ya tell'em to beat it!
Why don't ya tell'em to eat it!
(He's just a fucking clown!)
Don't let'em grind ya down!

This post now concludeth!

by **tapehead** on Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:38 am

Black night, it's not right,
I don't feel, so bright,
I don't care, to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a, long way from ho....ho ho oh ho ho-me.

by **justcheckin** on Thu Dec 08, 2011 10:29 pm

Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur. Happy kitty, sleepy kitty pur pur pur.

by **minstrel** on Thu Dec 08, 2011 11:11 pm

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way;
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh.
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you

by **The Vicar** on Thu Dec 08, 2011 11:27 pm

I hear Nat King Cole in my head when I think of that song. That Nat could sing some.

by **minstrel** on Thu Dec 08, 2011 11:33 pm

The Vicar wrote:I hear Nat King Cole in my head when I think of that song. That Nat could sing some.

Yes, he could, if in a somewhat constrained style. But it's the season, and that song has been going through my head. I have to practice up the chords on the guitar so I won't disappoint on the 25th! Those chords are pretty fierce - not your basic three-chord blues at all.

by **Wolfpack** on Sat Dec 24, 2011 11:25 pm

Chet's nuts roasting on an open fire