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Lay your head
Upon your pillow
Fill your warm and tender body
With some wine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love her
One more time
For the good times [U][W]

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[U][U][U][U][U]I''d say goodbye to love

There are no tomorrows for this heart of mine

Surely time will lose these bitter memories

And I''ll find that there is someone to believe in

And to live for something I could live for

All the years of useless search

Have finally reached an end

Loneliness and empty days will be my only friend

From this day love is forgotten

I''ll go on as best I can

What lies in the future is a mystery to us all

No one can predict the wheel of fortune as it falls

There may come a time when I will see that I''ve been wrong

But for now this is my song

And it''s goodbye to love

I''ll say goodbye to love [U][U][U][U][U]

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Dah pretty ladies around the world
Got a weird thing to show you,
So tell all the boys and girls.
Tell your brother, your sister
And mama too, cause they''re
About to go down
And you''ll know just what to do.

Wave your hands in the air
Like you don''t care, glide by
The People as they start to look and stare.
Do you dance, do your dance quick
Mama, come on baby, tell me what''s
The Word, ah '' word up,
Everybody say when you hear the call
You got to get it underway,
Word up, it''s the code word,
No matter where you say it,
You''ll know that you''l be heard.

Now all you sucker. D.J.''s
Who think you''re fly
There''s got to be a reason
And we know the reason why.
And act real cool
But you got to realise
That you''re acting like fools.
If there''s music we can use it
We need to dance.
We don''t have that time
For psychological romance
No romance
No romance
No romance for me mama
Come on baby tell me what''s the word.
Ah '' word up,
Everybody say when you hear the call
You got to get it underway.

Dial ''L'' for low...
Come on, all you people say...
Word up ''word up

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[quote user="FilletTheFishWife ."]if we''re just going to quote lyrics ... http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/macc-lads-lyrics/sweatty-betty-lyrics.html enjoy[/quote]

Oh God,i have that album on blue vinyl somewhere[:$]

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Any time you’re Lambert wayAny evening, any day,You’ll find us allDoin’ the Lambert walk.Ev’ry little Lambert galWith her little Lambert pal,You’ll find ‘em allDoin’ the Lambert walk.Ev’rything free and easy,Do as darn well pleasey,Why don’t you make your way there?Go there, stay there,Once you get down Lambert wayEv’ry evening, ev’ry day,You’ll find yourselfDoin’ the Lambert walk.

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[quote user="blahblahblah"]If sullivan is the only other game in town, surely it''s better the devil you know ?[/quote]Especially when he talks of ''saving'' a club before he has even taken over it. To me it sounds more like, give me a 50% discount and call me your saviour or you can forget about your money.Now I don''t want to be contraversial here but I don''t think Delia has even suggested she saved our club - a lot of fans may have suggested that she did but I dont think she has herself.

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had a love affair with Delia

in the back of my Cortina

a seasoned up hyena could not have been more obscener

she took me to the cleaners

and other misdemeanours

but I got right up between her

rum and her Ribena

well, you ask Joyce and Vicki
............pace  Ian dury  R.I.P.

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[quote user="ron obvious"]

had a love affair with Delia
in the back of my Cortina
a seasoned up hyena
could not have been more obscener
she took me to the cleaners
and other misdemeanours
but I got right up between her
rum and her Ribena

well, you ask Joyce and Vicki
............

pace  Ian dury  R.I.P.


[/quote]

 

Quality stuff Ron. I had the great pleasure of watching the great man''s former bass player, Norman Watt-Roy, playing with the wonderful Wilko Johnson last weekend. He''s still got it!

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[quote user="Beauseant"]

[quote user="ron obvious"]had a love affair with Deliain the back of my Cortinaa seasoned up hyena could not have been more obscenershe took me to the cleanersand other misdemeanoursbut I got right up between herrum and her Ribenawell, you ask Joyce and Vicki ............pace  Ian dury  R.I.P.

[/quote]

 

Quality stuff Ron. I had the great pleasure of watching the great man''s former bass player, Norman Watt-Roy, playing with the wonderful Wilko Johnson last weekend. He''s still got it!

[/quote]The good un''s never lose it, Beau. One of my deepest regrets is never having seen Ian & Block''eds live.His lyrics used to blow me away. The way he could go from sacred to profane to banal & back again in the space of a few lines was incredible:"If I was with a woman I''d never ask her questions

But if she did not want me to I would

If I was with a woman I''d offer my indifference

And make quite sure she never understood

If I was with a woman I''d threaten to unload her

Every time she asked me to explain

If I was with a woman she''d have to learn to cherish

The purity and depth of my disdain

Look at them laughing

Look at them laughing

Look at them laughing

Laughing, laughing ......"

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Parody of wominiser by britney spears, now it''s lorry driver by shiftiy gears.

Lyrics:

You''re a man

Who knows exactly where he''s goin

On the road

With all your eighteen wheels a'' rollin

You deliver milk or sand

or pigs or paint across the land

That''s what you do

What you do, mister

A workin man

You drive a wagon for a livin

Arrive on time

Cos that''s important when deliverin''

Bread or bikes or garden chairs

or sheds or beds or dancing bears

That''s what you do

What you do, mister

Lorry driver, lorry, lorry driver

You''re a lorry driver

Oh, lorry driver, oh

You''re a lorry driver, mister

Horn, get out of

Horn Horn, the way

Lorry driver, lorry driver

Lorry driver

Eating sausage rolls and cornish pasties

crisps and jaffa cakes

Drinking coffee and some red bull

on your scheduled tacho breaks

You work away

For several days

Life on the road

You''re a lorry driver

Live behind the wheel

You drive from Devon up to Aberdeen

Pull off at the services

for diesel and nuts magazine

You read the Sun

And have a saggy bum

Everyone can tell

You''re a lorry driver

Trucker man

You crunch the miles to make a dollar

It''s just a shame

You''ve got the body of Rik Waller

You should be on Slimfast

you spend your life sat on your ass

But that''s the way it is

The way it is mister

Off you go

You''ve had a kip and had your dinner

And hung up your

New centrefold of Lucy Pinder

You''re the greatest driver

fuelled by Yorkie bars and Tizer

That''s the way you roll

The way you roll mister

Lorry driver, lorry, lorry driver

You''re a lorry driver

Oh, lorry driver, oh

You''re a lorry driver, mister

Horn, get out of

Horn Horn, the way

Lorry driver, lorry driver

Lorry driver

Eating sausage rolls and cornish pasties

crisps and jaffa cakes

Drinking coffee and some Red Bull

on your scheduled tacho breaks

You work away

For several days

Life on the road

You''re a lorry driver

Live behind the wheel

You drive from Devon up to Aberdeen

Pull off at the services

for diesel and Nuts Magazine

You read the Sun

And have a saggy bum

Everyone can tell

You''re a Lorry Driver

Maybe if I didn''t drive a truck for my work

My wife would look like Jordan rather than Pauline Quirke

And she does a bit, a little bit

Lorry driver, lorry, lorry driver

You''re a lorry driver

Oh, lorry driver, oh

You''re a lorry driver, mister

Horn, get out of

Horn Horn, the way

Lorry driver, lorry driver

Lorry driver

Eating sausage rolls and cornish pasties

crisps and jaffa cakes

Drinking coffee and some Red Bull

on your scheduled tacho breaks

You work away

For several days

Life on the road

You''re a lorry driver

Live behind the wheel

You drive from Devon up to Aberdeen

Pull off at the services

for diesel and Nuts Magazine

You read the Sun

And have a saggy bum

Everyone can tell

You''re a Lorry Driver

Eating sausage rolls and cornish pasties

crisps and jaffa cakes

Drinking coffee and some Red Bull

on your scheduled tacho breaks

Lorry driver, lorry, lorry driver

You''re a lorry driver

Oh, lorry driver, oh

You''re a lorry driver, mister

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[8]Ever and ever, forever and ever she''ll be the one[A]
As the memories fade of Bryan Gunn[:S]
Ever and ever, forever and ever you’ll want her out[:''(]
But she won‘t sell, the sozzled trout.[D]

 

Cullum was just your imagination.[6]
She’s your dream come true, she’s your salvation.[A]

 

Ever and ever, forever and ever she’ll pick the team,[H]
And Doherty‘s the recurring theme.[:''(]
Ever and ever, forever and ever our destiny[ip]
Will follow her own recipe. [^]

 

Sullivan is just imagination.[6]
She’s your dream come true, she’s your salvation.[A]

 

Ever and ever, forever and ever she''ll be the one[A]
As the memories fade of Bryan Gunn[:S]
Ever and ever, forever and ever you’ll want her out[:''(]
But she won‘t sell, the sozzled trout.[D]


 

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Okay, on behalf of the classical lot:

 

GIRLS WERE MADE TO LOVE AND KISS
From the Operetta "Paganini" (1925)
(Franz Lehár)
(Original libretto by Paul Knepler & Béla Jenbach)
(English adaptations by A.P. Herbert & Harry Dexter (1937),
and by David Kram & Dennis Olsen)

As recorded by Richard Tauber:


Girls were made to love and kiss
And who am I to interfere with this?
Is it well?  Who can tell?
But I know the good Lord made it so

Am I ashamed to follow nature’s way?
Shall I be blamed if God has made me gay?
Does it pay?  Who can say?
I’m a man and kiss her when I can

Yet I have suffered in love’s great deeps
I know the passion that never sleeps
I know the longing and wronging of hearts
The hope that flatters and shatters and smarts

I suffer still but I sleep at nights
Man cannot always be on the heights
And when our aching and breaking is done
Flirting is jolly, it’s folly, but fun

Girls were made to love and kiss
And who am I to interfere with this?
Does it pay?  Who can say?
I’m a man and kiss her when I can

 

PS: Gay was something else in 1925[:|]


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[quote user="nutty nigel"]

[8]Ever and ever, forever and ever she''ll be the one[A]
As the memories fade of Bryan Gunn[:S]
Ever and ever, forever and ever you’ll want her out[:''(]
But she won‘t sell, the sozzled trout.[D]

 

Cullum was just your imagination.[6]
She’s your dream come true, she’s your salvation.[A]

 

Ever and ever, forever and ever she’ll pick the team,[H]
And Doherty‘s the recurring theme.[:''(]
Ever and ever, forever and ever our destiny[ip]
Will follow her own recipe. [^]

 

Sullivan is just imagination.[6]
She’s your dream come true, she’s your salvation.[A]

 

Ever and ever, forever and ever she''ll be the one[A]
As the memories fade of Bryan Gunn[:S]
Ever and ever, forever and ever you’ll want her out[:''(]
But she won‘t sell, the sozzled trout.[D]

 

[/quote]

OMG! Worrrrthhyyyy............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG! Where are you.............????????????????????

[:''(][:''(][:''(]................................[:''(][:''(]

[*-)]

OTBC

 

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