KevSull Too Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Been quiet in here recently, so to spark things up a bit let's all post chunks of song lyrics... I'll start with an outtake from AC/DC Big Balls Some balls are held for charity, and some for fancy dress, but the one that are held for pleasure, are the balls that I kile best. COME ON, POST!!! POST DAMN YOU! 😬You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same. 😬 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hibster. Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 All things bright & beautiful All creatures great & small Supercheese R250 Caterham pictures here 😬 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Claire Voyant Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Nothing wise nor wonderful PD has had them all Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mike Oxbiggar Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 High on a hill sat a lonely goat-herd K16OOC - Bailey's MANGO Handbag Webshots here Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Claire Voyant Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 singing pretty, my pretty, my pretty... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GTD Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed. Edited by - GTD on 24 Aug 2007 11:29:13 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hibster. Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Supercheese R250 Caterham pictures here 😬 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BATMAN Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Baa baa black sheep have ewe any wool? Yes Sir, Yes Sir, three bags fuggmmmmpphhhh, BAAAAA, BAAAAA, BAAAAAAA K16 00C - Bailey's MANGO Handbag (No bloody dots!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boonie Hound Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 If I was GTD I wouldn't be slowly backing away...his only hope is to run and make it to the seven...or stand 10cms away that way the rifle would be too long...a;though I hear she does have a mean left hook 😬 "I'm a tired runner in the human race" Huey Lewis - and yes I am very, very sad with no taste in music. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Area Representative Golf Juliet Tango Posted August 24, 2007 Area Representative Share Posted August 24, 2007 "It's my car and I'll cry if I want to" springs to my mind at the moment. See location GJT Crossflow 524 returned to Arch for correction Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs GTD Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them but they were only satellites. It's wrong to wish on space hardware. I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care. They tried to make me go to rehab, I said 'No, No, No' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hibster. Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Supercheese R250 Caterham pictures here 😬 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CageyH Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 "Well I'm running down the road trying to loosen my load" 😳 Only dead fish go with the flow....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ivana Vank Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 Rode down the highway Broke the limit, we hit the town Went through to Texas, yeah Texas And we had some fun We met some gals Some gals who gave us good times Broke all the rules, played all the fools Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds *wink*'ing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CageyH Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 There was me and my monkey And with his dungarees and rollerblades smoking filter tips Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face) He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no' He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace' And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well? He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said 'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!' Me and my monkey With a dream and a gun I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Like Butch and the Sundance Kid Trying to understand why he did what he did Why he did what he did We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores 'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world' So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain sing about lithium There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine 'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too much of a good time!' Me and my monkey Drove in search of the sun Me and my monkey Don't point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Like Billy The Kid Trying to understand why he did what he did Why he did what he did Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died We left before encores, he couldn't sit still Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun 'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye 'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!' Me and my monkey Drove in search of the sun Me and my monkey We don’t wanna kill no Mexican But we got ten itchy fingers One thing to declare When the monkey is high You do not stare You do not stare You do not stare Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican standoff here boy huh... And I ain’t about to run Put your gun down boy huh huh... How did I get mixed up with this flipping monkey anyhow? Only dead fish go with the flow....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scared Was The Sheep Posted August 24, 2007 Share Posted August 24, 2007 just about anything by the Macc Lads, including such classics as Sweaty Betty, Gang Bang, Lady Muck, etc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs GTD Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin' out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims and strap your hands across my engines Together we could break this trap We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire 'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul Someday girl I don't know when we're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run They tried to make me go to rehab, I said 'No, No, No' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs GTD Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 ...or... Hi, my name is Stereo Mike. Yeah, we got three tickets to the Bran Van concert happening this Monday night at the Pacific Pallisades. You can all dial in if you want to answer a couple of questions, namely, what is Todd's favourite cheese. Jackie just called up and said it was a form of Roquefort. We'll see about that... Give us a ring-ding-ding! It's a beautiful day. Yeah Todd, this is Liquid ring-a-ding-a-dinging, want those three Bran Van tickets man. Waddya think? Todd, you there? I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes, When Mike came over with a script surprise. A Mafioso story with a twist, A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch, "Get your ass out of bed," he said: "I'll explain it on the way." But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and I say: What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26? I got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix. And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us, As we rode on the ten down to Venice again. Flaring out the G-Funk, Sipping on a juice and gin, Just me and a friend. Feeling kinda groovy, Working on a movie. (Yeah right!) But we did nothing, absolutely butkis that day, and I say: What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26? With my mind on my money and my money on my... Beer, beer! I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick. Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic's. Some men there wanted to hurt us, And other men said we weren't worth the fuss. We could see them all bitching by the bar, About the fine line, between the rich and the poor. Then Mike turned to me and said: "What do you think we got done son?" We've got a conclusion, and I guess that's something, so I ask you: What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26? I got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still I need a fix. We need to fix you up, call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up. Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.! ... So I ask you: What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26? They tried to make me go to rehab, I said 'No, No, No' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CageyH Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane Jane plays with Wile7, Wile7 is happy again Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it -Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside -Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle It's a knockout If looks could kill, they probably will In games without frontiers-war without tears Games without frontiers-war without tears Jeux sans frontieres Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names -Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside -Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle It's a knockout If looks could kill they probably will In games without frontiers-wars without tears If looks could kill they probably will In games without frontiers-war without tears Games without frontiers-war without tears Jeux sans frontieres Only dead fish go with the flow....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CageyH Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 Look, he's crawling up my wall Black and hairy, very small Now he's up above my head Hanging by a little thread Boris the spider Boris the spider Now he's dropped on to the floor Heading for the bedroom door Maybe he's as scared as me Where's he gone now, I can't see Boris the spider Boris the spider Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly There he is wrapped in a ball Doesn't seem to move at all Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure Pick this book up off the floor Boris the spider Boris the spider Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly He's come to a sticky end Don't think he will ever mend Never more will he crawl 'round He's embedded in the ground Boris the spider Boris the spider Only dead fish go with the flow....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CageyH Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 Here by the sea and sand Nothing ever goes as planned, I just couldn't face going home It was just a drag on my own. They finally threw me out My mother got drunk on stout, My dad couldn't stand on two feet, As he lectured about morality. Now I guess the families complete, With me hanging round on the street Or here on the beach. The girl I love Is a perfect dresser, Wears every fashion Gets it to the tee. Heavens above, I got to match her She knows just how She wants her man to be Leave it to me. My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet. I see her dancing Across the ballroom UV light making starshine Of her smile. I am the face, She has to know me, I'm dressed up better than anyone Within a mile. So how come the other tickets look much better? Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter. How come the girls come on oh so cool Yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool? Come sleep on the beach Keep within my reach I just want to die with you near I'm feeling so high with you here. I'm wet and I'm cold But thank God I ain't old I should have split home at fifteen Why didn't I ever say what I mean? There's a story that the grass is so green, What did I see? Where have I been? Only dead fish go with the flow....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ipslore Posted August 25, 2007 Share Posted August 25, 2007 Well I sympathise completely but there's nothing I can do I am just a humble servant with a message here for you Well I know you have good reasons and there's things you've got to do But the boatman won't be waiting and he's leaving here with you And you can't take it with you No matter what you do No you can't take it with you Not the place you're gong to (One more mile , one more road, one last bridge, one less load) Well I sympathise completely there's nothing I can do I am just obeying orders, I am a simple soul like you Well you really are persuasive, but I've heard it all before And the boatman's getting restless as he stands upon the shore And you can't take it with you No matter what you do No you can't take it with you Not the place you're going to Can't take it with you 1700 SS - smoking certainly addictive:) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tre Zarcoff Posted August 26, 2007 Share Posted August 26, 2007 A green plastic watering can For a fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery On girls in the eighties But gravity always wins And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time I like cream... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Delbert Posted August 26, 2007 Share Posted August 26, 2007 Im coming out Im coming Im coming out Im coming out Im coming out Im coming out Im coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show Im coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show Theres a new me coming out And I just had to live And I wanna give Im completely positive I think this time around I am gonna do it Like you never do it Like you never knew it Ooh, Ill make it through The time has come for me To break out of the shell I have to shout That Im coming out Im coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show Im coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show Im coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show Im coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show Ive got to show the world All that I wanna be And all my billities Theres so much more to me Somehow, I have to make them Just understand I got it well in hand And, oh, how Ive planned Im spreadin love Theres no need to fear And I just feel so glad Everytime I hear: Im coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show Im coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show life is too short to dance with ugly women Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Delbert Posted August 26, 2007 Share Posted August 26, 2007 Hi - Hi! We're your Weather Girls - Ah-huh - And have we got news for you - You better listen! Get ready, all you lonely girls and leave those umbrellas at home. - Alright! - Humidity is rising - Barometer's getting low According to all sources, the street's the place to go Cause tonight for the first time Just about half-past ten For the first time in history It's gonna start raining men. It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! Amen! I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get Absolutely soaking wet! It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! It's Raining Men! Every Specimen! Tall, blonde, dark and lean Rough and tough and strong and mean God bless Mother Nature, she's a single woman too She took off to heaven and she did what she had to do She taught every angel to rearrange the sky So that each and every woman could find her perfect guy It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! Amen! It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! It's Raining Men! Ame---------nnnn! I feel stormy weather / Moving in about to begin Hear the thunder / Don't you lose your head Rip off the roof and stay in bed God bless Mother Nature, she's a single woman too She took off to heaven and she did what she had to do She taught every angel to rearrange the sky So that each and every woman could find her perfect guy It's Raining Men! Yeah! Humidity is rising - Barometer's getting low According to all sources, the street's the place to go Cause tonight for the first time Just about half-past ten For the first time in history It's gonna start raining men. It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! Amen! It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! life is too short to dance with ugly women Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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