Lyrical
Monday, June 07, 2004
You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring
You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
But the horns be blowing that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town
You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans... with the Sultans of Swing
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans... Yea the Sultans played Creole ...Creole
Then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Goodnight, now it's time to go home'
And he makes it fast with one more thing
'We are the Sultans... We are the Sultans of Swing'
Thursday, May 27, 2004
And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal,
And you're rushing headlong out of control,
And you think you're so strong,
But there ain't no stopping
And there's nothin' you can do about it.
Nothin' you can do no there's nothin' you can do about it
No there's nothin you can nothin' you can nothin' you can
do about it.
And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal,
And you're rushing headlong out of control,
And you think you're so strong,
But there ain't no stopping no there's nothin' you can do
about it.
Yeah.
Hey he used to be a man with a stick in his hand.
Hoop diddy diddy - hoop diddy do
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand.
Hoop diddy diddy - hoop diddy do
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag,
Now you've got strings you're gonna lose your rag,
You're gettin' in a fight,
Then it ain't so groovy when you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap B movie...
Headlong down the highway and you're rushing,
Headlong out of control,
And you think you're so strong,
But there ain't no stopping and you can't stop rockin'
And there's nothin you can nothin' you can nothin' you can
do about it.
When a red hot man meets a white hot lady,
Hoop diddy diddy - hoop diddy do
Soon the fire starts raging gets you more than half crazy,
Hoop diddy diddy - hoop diddy do
Now they start freaking everywhere you turn,
You can't start walking cause your feet got burned,
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right,
Cause reason's out of the window better hold on tight.
You're rushing headlong,
Headlong out of control - yeah.
And you think you're so strong,
But there ain't no stopping,
And there's nothin you nothin' you nothin' you can do about
it at all.
Yeah yeah
Alright... go
And you're rushing headlong down the highway,
And you're rushing headlong out of control,
And you think you're so strong,
But there ain't no stopping,
There's nothin nothin' nothin' you can do about it.
Ah ha
Headlong
Yeah yeah yeah
Headlong
Headlong
Headlong
gnoldeaH gnoldeaH gnoldeaH gnoldeaH
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(I think thats what the last few words are...)
Monday, May 24, 2004
Tonight, I'm gonna have myself a real good time,
I feel alive,
And the world, turning inside out yeah.
Floating in around, in ecstasy,
So don't. stop. me. now.
Don't stop me now,
'cause i'm having a good time,
having a good time.
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky,
Like a tiger,
Defying the laws of gravity.
I'm a racing car passing by,
like lady godiva.
I'm gonna go go go,
there's no stoppin me!
I'm burning through the sky yeah,
200 degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit.
I'm travelling at the speed of light.
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you.
Don't stop me now,
I'm having such a good time,
I’m having a ball.
Don’t stop me now,
If you wanna have a good time,
just give me a call!
Don’t stop me now,
Cause I'm havin a good time.
Don’t stop me now.
Yes I'm havin a good time,
I don’t want to stop at all...
I’m a rocketship on my way to Mars,
on a collision course.
I am a satellite,
I’m out of control!
I’m a sex machine ready to reload, like an atom bomb,
About to oh oh oh oh oh explode!
I'm burning through the sky yeah,
200 degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit,
I'm travelling at the speed of light,
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you.
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Hey hey hey
Dont' stop me
Don't stop me
Ooh Ooh Ooh
I like it
Don't stop me
Don't stop me
Havin a good time
good time
Don't stop me
Dont' stop me
Oh I'm burning through the sky yeah,
200 degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit,
I'm travelling at the speed of light,
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you.
Don't stop me now,
I'm having such a good time,
I’m having a ball!
Don’t stop me now,
If you wanna have a good time,
just give me a call.
Don’t stop me now,
Cause I'm havin a good time,
Don’t stop me now.
Yes I'm havin a good time,
I don’t want to stop at all...
Sunday, April 11, 2004
Young girl, get out of my mind:
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run girl, you're much too young girl.
With all the charms of a woman,
You kept the secrets of your yout.h
You lead me to believe
You're old enough to give me love,
And now it hurts to know the truth
Woh-oh-oh, young girl, get out of my mind,
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run girl, you're much too-oo young girl.
Beneath your perfume and ma-ake-up,
You're just a baby in disguise,
And though you know
That it's wrong to be alo-one with me,
That come on look is in your-our eyes.
Woh-oh-oh, young girl, get out of my mind,
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run girl, you're much too-oo young girl.
So hurry home to your mo-other,
I'm sure she wonders where you are.
Get out of here-ere-ere,
Before I have the time to change my mind.
'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far.
Woh-oh-oh, young girl, get out of my mind,
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run girl, you're much too-oo young girl.
Young girl, get out of my mind,
My love for you is way out of line.
Better run girl, you're much too young girl.
Thursday, February 19, 2004
I am lazy, I have not updated recently. Enjoy.
Finally, the blokes' side of the story
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put
it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
2. Sunday = Sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.
3. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
4. Crying is blackmail.
5. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work!
6.Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.
7. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your women friends give you.
8. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
9. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 1 hour.
10. If you won't dress like the girl in the PVC in the Matrix, don't expect us to act like Keanu Reaves.
11. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.
12. If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
13. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
14. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during adverts.
15. Christopher Columbus did not need directions and neither do we.
16. ALL men see in only 16 colours, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
17. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
18. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like
nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
19. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.
20. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine...Really.
21. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as football, the women in PVC in the Matrix, or motor sport.
22. You have enough clothes.
23. You have too many shoes.
24. I am in shape. Round is a shape.
Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the settee tonight, but did you know men really don't mind that, it's like camping.
Now I'm tired, I'm going to lectures.
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Shhhh. Shhhh.
It's, oh, so quiet.
Shhhh, Shhhh,
It's, oh, so still.
Shhhh, Shhhh,
You're all alone.
Shhhh, Shhhh,
And so peaceful until...
You fall in love;
Zing boom.
The sky up above;
Zing boom,
Is caving in;
Wow bam,
You've never been so nuts about a guy
You wanna laugh you wanna cry
You cross your heart and hope to die...
'Til it's over and then
Shhh, Shhh,
It's nice and quiet.
Shhh, Shhh,
But soon again;
Shhh, Shhh,
Starts another big riot;
You blow a fuse, zing boom,
The devil cuts loose, zing boom,
So what's the use, wow bam,
Of falling in love
It's, oh, so quiet.
It's, oh, so still.
You're all alone,
And so peaceful until...
You ring the bell, bim bam,
You shout and you yell, hi yo ho,
You broke the spell;
Gee, this is swell you almost have a fit,
This guy is gorge and I got hit,
There's no mistake this is it!
'Til it's over and then;
It's nice and quiet.
Shhh, Shhh,
But soon again,
Shhh, Shhh,
Starts another big riot.
You blow a fuse;
Zing boom,
The devil cuts loose;
Zing boom,
What's the use;
Wow bam,
Of falling in love.
The sky caves in,
The devil cuts loose,
You blow blow blow blow blow your fuse,
When you've fallen in love.
Ssshhhhhh...
Sunday, January 18, 2004
Plenty of laughs today, as I attempted the Bathwick Hill run, or more accurately the Cotswold to Pultney Bridge run. Going down, no problem, coming back up... Well, I got to the top of the hill, had a brief athsma attack, walked the flat bit back to campus (not very long) then ran back to Cotswold. I there went in the front door, straight out the back door and allowed myself a more serious attack.
It should be explained that I do not often get athsma, I had it as a child, and now, while I am still technically prescribed an inhaler, I do not own one. I only suffer under high pressure, or when forced to run in very cold places.
Still, livened up the day.
In town I investigated the ski shops, finding wax for myself and the possibility of hire for the girls. The first shop I visited, JustAddWater, was very helpful, not only providing wax, but also directing me to the next shop, which could provide the hire of ski wear. Their display boards had no edge, so I could not judge their level of ski teching, and the man who helped me told me that you needed no qualification to do that in this particular shop. I then moved on to Aqualeisure, who had at least one pair of skis which were razor sharp, I was very impressed. However, they do not do their own teching, it is done at their HQ. The girl serving me for some reason reminded me of René Zelwiger. Very competent too. Told me everything I needed to know to get skis rented.
Now I'm tired, and I'm going to bed.
