keith a
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:07
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Class. Great first line, too.
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supercat
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:15
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you are on form tonight Keith! ;-) xxxxx
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Dog 3000
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A Bling Man's Penis!
Aug 03, 2005, 22:16
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Here's a clip (on the American Song-Poem Anthology, halfway down the page):
http://aquariusrecords.org/kqed.html
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morfe
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:35
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"Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can
understand."
I painted that in big gold letters all round my bathroom when I lived in a council flat full of deadly stillborn dreams. Oh youth!
I seriously believed it protected me from myself.
*shudder*
Mine was the Yeats one tho :-)
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supercat
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Re: A Bling Man's Penis!
Aug 03, 2005, 22:40
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have found it Dog! mind you i had to look for a while ,all i could see was some one talking about veg. ;-D xxxx Morfe might be interested in the Simian bit i saw though. xxxxxx
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vince
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:41
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You can't go wrong with Martin Fry. I always remember circa 'How To Be A Millionaire' him being interviewed on The Tube by Paula Yates. As they approached the commercial break she said "quick martin, we've got to break you can say just three words". Fry turned to the camera, arched an eyebrow & with finger pointed to his audience said only "A. B. C."
A moment of pure comic genius.
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morfe
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:43
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Sing to me a romance, sire
That splendid trod the starry roads.
All ye dust-strewn travellers, hasten
To the hearthside!
What seest thou, wayfarer,
Upon thy journey to a citrine sun?
Caves of candlelight with amethyst imbued,
Opal skulls of opal creatures decorating tombs!
Woods of columned water supporting ceilings breathing blue,
Seascapes fill'd with poison, lonely, waiting for the few
Final scarlet denizens to march into the scorching fumes!
Stalks of lapis lazuli groaning against a tired breeze,
Sparkling in the quaint moonlight, and owls' eyes in sapphire trees,
Hooting to one year of moons that hang on petals in the air!
Growing ghosts in silver pots upon a silent windowsill,
Built into the side of nothing built into a nothing hill!
A cage that housed a nightingale was hung upon a shepherd's crook;
He lightly stepp'd across the tide, his statuary effervescing.
Boughs dipped their lovely heads into the lake of one-thousand tiers
To admire an Absinthe floodgate, and a piquant gallery.
Morning, and the dreamers fade
Like lovers' gazes past their hour.
Cannot sunrise wait forever
For its time?
Farewell, starry wayfarer,
I'll bless your name when I dream of you.
London New York Paris Munich - everyone talk about
pop muzik!
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morfe
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Simian
Aug 03, 2005, 22:45
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I Discovered I only seem like that one song of theirs, but thanks Supercat!
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supercat
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Re: Simian
Aug 03, 2005, 22:48
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;-) xxxx always thinking of you Morfe. xx
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supercat
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Re: Favorite Lyrics
Aug 03, 2005, 22:50
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;-) xx
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