kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 nothing... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Neeranam Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 nothing... Never heard of them, are they any good? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
redrus Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 Redrus. You just copied that entire song down, word for word. Down to the last "la" You bugger... yer still making me smile. LOL. The Average White Band; Lets Go Round Again.... redrus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
game4shame Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 badly drawn boy - pissin' in the wind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 nothing... Never heard of them, are they any good? Artist: De-Phazz Title: Jim The Jinn (Daddy was just a girl, in disguise...) You might just be a poor tailor's lazy son I don't mind, rub the lamp and the show goes on I can make you travel in time and space I can change your sex, I can change your race You might be Genghis Khan in burning rage Or a go-go girl dancing in a silver cage Still you're my master, I'm your slave One day I'll be free to rave Jim the Jinn, Jim the Jinn... You can be the Queen of Sheba in shining grace Or Mahatma Gandhi in his holy place Still you're my master and I'm your slave One day I'll be free to rave Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alreadyinuse Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 (edited) Mr Kay, I googled Prttt does not exist. I have abandoned Motown and moved forward, in the lounge mood currently resting my ears to Heroes/Belladona Y Edited September 20, 2006 by Alreadyinuse Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 hi aiu! Don`t know who is prttt? Just listened to a superior version of talking heads Life during wartime By these guys: The lyrics really are excellent: Os Paralamas do Sucesso Life During Wartime Heard of a van that is leaded with weapons Packed up and ready to go Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway A place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, off in the distance I'm getting used to it now Lived in Brownstone, lived in the Ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Transmit the message to the receiver Hope for an answer someday I got three passports, a couple of visas You don't even know my real name High on a hillside the trucks are loading Everything's ready to roll Sleep in the daytime, work in nighttime I might not ever get home This ain't no party, this ain't no dico, this ain't no fooling around This ain't the Mudd Club, or CBGB I ain't got time for tha now Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, P.A.? You've got to learn not to stand by the window Somebody see you up there I've go some groveries Some peanut butter To last couple of days But I ain't got no speakers Ain't got no headphones Ain't got no records to play Why go to college, to highschool? It will be different this time Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around I'd like to kiss you, I'd love to ###### you I ain't got time for that now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alreadyinuse Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 Armand Trovajoli Rossana Kayo stay away from the mushrooms will ya Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
redrus Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 (edited) Baz Lerman; Sunscreen.... If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis other than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this experience now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me. In twenty years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future, or worry but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never cross your worried mind, the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other peoples' hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don’t waste your time with jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what to do with your life. Some of the most interesting people I know didn't know at twenty-two what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting forty-year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at forty; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your seventy-fifth wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So is everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and will be most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go other than a precious few to which you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you'll have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse, but you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're forty, it will look eighty-five. Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen. redrus *this should be in Bop's (where is he, I miss him) Musical Wisdom thread. I can't find it. Edited September 20, 2006 by redrus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alreadyinuse Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 (edited) hi aiu!Don`t know who is prttt? Just listened to a superior version of talking heads Life during wartime By these guys: The lyrics really are excellent: Os Paralamas do Sucesso Life During Wartime Heard of a van that is leaded with weapons Packed up and ready to go Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway A place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, off in the distance I'm getting used to it now Lived in Brownstone, lived in the Ghetto I've lived all over this town This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now Transmit the message to the receiver Hope for an answer someday I got three passports, a couple of visas You don't even know my real name High on a hillside the trucks are loading Everything's ready to roll Sleep in the daytime, work in nighttime I might not ever get home This ain't no party, this ain't no dico, this ain't no fooling around This ain't the Mudd Club, or CBGB I ain't got time for tha now Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, P.A.? You've got to learn not to stand by the window Somebody see you up there I've go some groveries Some peanut butter To last couple of days But I ain't got no speakers Ain't got no headphones Ain't got no records to play Why go to college, to highschool? It will be different this time Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around I'd like to kiss you, I'd love to ###### you I ain't got time for that now. Profile Kay thats where youre from right?? Deep down in the jungle.. This ones for you Welcome to the Jungle Guns and Roses Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games We got everything you want honey, we know the names We are the people that can find whatever you may need If you got the money honey we got your disease CHORUS: In the jungle, Welcome to the jungle watch it bring you to your knees, knees I wanna watch you bleed Welcome to the jungle we take it day by day If you want it you're gonna bleed but it's the price to pay And you're a very sexy girl that's very hard to please You can taste the bright lights but you won't get there for free In the jungle welcome to the jungle Feel my, my, my serpentine OOh, I wanna hear you scream Welcome to the jungle it gets worse here every day Ya learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play If you hunger for what you see you'll take it eventually You can have everything you want but you better not take it from me CHORUS And when you're high you never ever wanna come down so sown, so down, so down....YEAH You know where you are? you're in the jungle baby...you're gonna DIEEE In the jungle welcome to the jungle watch it bring you to your knees, knees In the jungle welcome to the jungle fell my, my, my serpentine In the jungle welcome to the jungle watch it bring you to your knees, knees In the jungle welcome to the jungle watch it bring you to you its gonna bring you down....HA!! Edited September 20, 2006 by Alreadyinuse Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 (edited) Drus Tune! Reminded me (I dunno why) of this tune: (also one for Bops,, living out in the midwest! Folks I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream About me About you About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottoms of our chests About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts Or maybe below the cockles Maybe in the sub-cockle area Maybe in the liver Maybe in the kidneys Maybe even in the colon We don't know I'm just a regular joe With a regular job I'm your average white Suburbanite slob I like football, and porno, and books about war I've got an average house With a nice hardwood floor My wife, and my job My kids, and my car My feet on my table And a Cuban cigar But sometimes that just ain't enough To keep a man like me interested Oh no, no way, uh uhh No, I gotta go out and have fun At someone else's expense Oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah I drive really slow In the ultra-fast lane While people behind me are going insane I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, what an as$hole) I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, such an as$hole) I use public toilets And I pi$s on the seat I walk around in the summer time sayin', "How about this heat?" I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, what an as$hole) I'm an as$hole (he's the worlds biggest as$hole) Sometimes I park in the handicapped spaces While handicapped people Make handicapped faces I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, what an as$hole) I'm an as$hole (he's a real ######ing as$hole) Maybe I shouldn't be singin' this song Ranting and raving and carrying on Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong... ... NAAAHHHHH! I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, what an as$hole) I'm an as$hole (he's the world's biggest as$hole) You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadilac El Dorado Convertable Hot pink! With whale skin hub caps An all leather cow interior And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights YEAH! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby At 115 miles per hour Getting one mile per gallon Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonalds in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable Styrofoam containers And when I'm done sucking down those grease-ball burgers I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag And then I'm gonna toss the Styrofoam containers right out the side And there ain't a Godda.n thing anybody can do about it You know why? 'Cause we got the bombs, that's why! Two words: Nuclear Fuc.kin' Weapons Okay!? Russia, Germany, Romania They can have all the Democracy they want They can have a big Democracy cake walk Right through the middle of Tienemen Square And it won't make a lick of difference Because we got the bombs Okay!? John Wayne's not dead He's frozen! And as soon as we find a cure for cancer We're gonna thaw out "The Duke" And he's gonna be pretty pi$sed off You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well, multiply that by 15 million times That's how pi$sed off "The Duke"'s gonna be I'm gonna get "The Duke" And John Cassavetes And Lee Marvin And Sam Peckinpah And a case of whiskey And drive down to Texas And- (Hey, Hey! You know you really are an as$hole) Why don't you just shut-up and sing the song, pal? You know, the whole time I thought I was that as$hole And it turns out it was him What an a$shole! I'm an as$hole (he's an as$hole, what an as$hole) I'm an as$hole (he's the worlds biggest as$hole) A - SS - HO - LE! Everybody!! A - SS - HO - LE! *dog barking noises* I'm an as$hole and proud of it! *** have a look and listen here AIU... Ah! But I made you look though, didn`t I!? That G`n`r Tune was an anthem for me some years ago. Edited September 20, 2006 by kayo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 Carnaval, Natalie merchant: have I been blind have I been lost inside my self and my own mind hypnotized mesmerized by what my eyes have seen? I've walked these streets in a spectacle of wealth and poverty in the diamond markets the scarlet welcome carpet that they just rolled out for me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 I`m rocking out today... . Touch and GO: Straight to Number 1 YeahTen . . . kiss me on the lips Nine . . . run your fingers through my hair Eight . . . touch me . . . slowly Hold it! Let's go straight . . . to number one Seven . . . lips Six . . . slooowly Five . . . fingers Four . . . play . . . to number one Let's go straight . . . to number one and now Os Paralamas Do Suceso: Tequila/Lourinha Bombril rough translation (rocking song!) This Creole has the blue eyes This lourinha has bombril hair That indian sotaque of the south This mulata has the color of Brazil the German cook saying "princesinha" speaking "in the foot" The Italian cooking beans the American if enchanted with the Pelé Haagen-dazs of mangaba, chateau, black cinnamon Cachaça (sugar cane rum), made in Carmo giving the return in the Caboclo planet president bringing the solution Book for food, plate for education I said! For and she repairs Looks at as it samba Looks at as it shines Looks at that wonder I said For and he repairs Looks at as it samba Looks at as it shines Ai ai... (babel fish ain`t great okay) and now, chilling a bit with MC Solaar - Emmenez Moi.. Take me away, (I wanna get far way from here!) Take me away, (this time I`m telling you) Take me away, (I want no more of this life!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 20, 2006 Share Posted September 20, 2006 Okay. One more before I go: O Rappa Eu Quero Ver Gol! I wanna see a goal! Row, rocking, swing, beach and carnival Today in the foot of the mountain I want to see goal I want to see goal do not need to no cups or plates I want to see goal Two days without sleeping sunday of morning arrives, Is difficult to pass without a sea bath He has capacity, but we foresee tumult in the distance then, Tô in favelinha, catch outside of the Méier-copacabana line is the ideal tram, In the end point feeling is total Because I want to see goal, I want to see goal I do not need no cups or plates, I I want to see gol(2) He has lemon, he has kills, sliced watermelon, the globe salt and candy, Chinese dragon I go to twist, I go to see my teams earn... Because I want to see goal I want to see goal I do not need to be plate I I want to see goal Vive roberto Carlos, Ze Roberto, vive brazil... I wanna see a GOAL!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 21, 2006 Share Posted September 21, 2006 LASt ONE: Connected... Stumble you might fall la di dah.. 15 years and still a rockin tune. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ovenman Posted September 21, 2006 Share Posted September 21, 2006 Traffic - Last Exit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eddie11 Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 Nine Black Alps "Get your Guns" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 crikey (too much terry on this board) , I cant imagine that i listen to more music per imnute than the other 50000000 users put together... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Neeranam Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 (edited) Black Uhuru - general penitentiary Edited September 22, 2006 by Neeranam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 Orchard Road... Artist: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 Hey there Delilah The Plain White T`s Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
retirednavyman Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 I'm listening to Michael McDonald on 98.9 KWJZ Seattle people and it's gooooood Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 22, 2006 Share Posted September 22, 2006 I`ve justcome across this song Disappointment stops by from time to time to see how I'm doing. He came by last night right after you left my life in ruin. When I don't get what I want the spoiled child inside breaks down, kicking, screaming, preying, and dreaming for a love lost and found I wish we never, I wish we never, I wish we never met 'cause now I've got my heart set on you. Humiliation asked me out last night; I had nothing else to do, so we took a cab to loopy drunk, had conversations I couldn't get through, and another stranger's eyes were trying desperately to meet mine, but I looked away, tabs to pay, lies to say... like," How are you?" Oh, "I'm doin' fine.....but I ...." I wish we never, I wish we never, I wish we never met 'cause now I've got my heart set on you. and I don't get what I want from another stranger's eyes. and I don't get what I want from another stranger's eyes. I wish we never, I wish we never, I wish we never met 'cause now I've got my heart set on you. by a lady named Kathleen Wilhoite Very pretty song. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
game4shame Posted September 23, 2006 Share Posted September 23, 2006 I`ve justcome across this song you better wipe it up then. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bannork Posted September 24, 2006 Share Posted September 24, 2006 'Nothing But The Same Old Story' by Paul Brady from the 1981 album, 'Hard Station'. A great track describing the situation of Irish labourers and workers in England in the 1970s. It should be compulsory listening in all UK schools, wonderful piano and vocals. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 25, 2006 Share Posted September 25, 2006 I`ve just come across this song you better wipe it up then. bugger.... 'Nothing But The Same Old Story' by Paul Brady from the 1981 album, 'Hard Station'.A great track describing the situation of Irish labourers and workers in England in the 1970s. It should be compulsory listening in all UK schools, wonderful piano and vocals. Nice one. I`m now listening to Billy Bragg: A new England. "I`m not looking for a new england, I`m just looking another girl. BEST LINE: I saw two shooting stars last night, I wished on them, But they were only satelites Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 26, 2006 Share Posted September 26, 2006 (edited) another new artist: Jen Cloher and the endless sea: listen to it HERE! Edited September 26, 2006 by kayo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
game4shame Posted September 27, 2006 Share Posted September 27, 2006 on now (in my head): fields of athenry Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a3 Posted September 27, 2006 Share Posted September 27, 2006 Buddy Guy - ###### Right I got the blues.............. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kayo Posted September 27, 2006 Share Posted September 27, 2006 you euh..... you wanna talk about it admin3 ? shoulder to on? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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