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[clid61]

Cramps - mad daddy drives a UFO

 

[Joey Shabadoo]

There's a man with a mullet gone mental with a mallet in Millets

 

[matticus]

It's been a hard days night

 

[Dirk]

View: https://youtu.be/sFacWGBJ_cs

 

[Lostagain]

You just picked up a hitcher,
a prisoner of the white lines of the freeway

Joni Mitchell, Coyote

 

[yello]

I've often smiled at the earnest naive youthful discovery invoked by 'some girls are bigger than others, some girls mothers are bigger than other girls mothers' And I know it's not done these days to like Morrissey (whatever his faults, he could pen an amusing lyric)

 

[icowden]

I've often smiled at the earnest naive youthful discovery invoked by 'some girls are bigger than others, some girls mothers are bigger than other girls mothers' And I know it's not done these days to like Morrissey (whatever his faults, he could pen an amusing lyric)

I'm sorry but I don't think

"I'm a Barbie Girl, in the Barbie World,
Life in Plastic, it's fantastic"

will ever be outdone...

 

[swee'pea99]

And then there's Macca. Eleanor Rigby...

Waits at the window
Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near

Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came

Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

 

[swee'pea99]

Far away
Across the fields
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell

 

[Grant Fondo]

Far away
Across the fields
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell

That and a whole lot more.....
If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
With your fear flowing out behind you
As you claw the thin ice

 

[Mark Grant]

I very much doubt any of you know this, I think it's great.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSQRLx06lIc

 

[Yellow Fang]

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display
Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home
And the pool player rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the holidays
Chalking up a name in your hometown
Standing all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles
The warm wet circles

Marillion

I was thinking Marillion.

 

[Yellow Fang]

I'm sure glad I had a chance to talk about the mothers and the pickers from Nashville.

Loving Spoonfuls - Nashville Cats

 

[Willd]

Banana, banana, banana, terracotta, banana, terracotta, terracotta pie!

 

[Kestevan]

I like cynical. Cohen is up there (pretty much anything on The Future album)..
But my choice ultimately has to be Nick Cave, cos People Ain't No Good.


People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain't no good
We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made our vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds
The sun would stream on the sheets
Woken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
Seasons came, seasons went
The winter stripped, the blossoms bare
A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air
The winter slammed us like a fist
The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all
To our love send a dozen white lilies
To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain't no good
To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain't no good
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you're ill of health
They bury you when you go and die
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They'll stick by you if they could
Ah, but that's just bullshit, baby
People just ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good, at all
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good, at all