If there's a song running through your mind right this very moment in time, give us a hint as to some of the lyrics that keep on repeating in your mind.....(not necessary to mention song details - just a few of the lyrics - and make them nice and bold so that those at the back can hear too.....)

Don't be bashful, windows in my immediate location shatter also when I sing....

"Babycakes - you just don't know-know.......how....la la la.......do do do doh doh....":unsure::unsure::unsure:

Woody, me and Cockney have had that song on the brain for about 2 weeks!

Blummin annoying, but the baby loves it :wub:

Woody, me and Cockney have had that song on the brain for about 2 weeks!

Blummin annoying, but the baby loves it :wub:
I do too - but it's also annoying, yes....

"Babycakes - you just don't know-know.......how....la la la.......do do do doh doh....":unsure::unsure::unsure:

My youngest loved this song and was constantly playing it ----it did my head in :(


On my mind at the moment is


I can't keep wasting my time on
Your game

No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I've seen this all before
Time and time
No way

Brit Single of the Year :D

My youngest loved this song and was constantly playing it ----it did my head in :(


On my mind at the moment is


I can't keep wasting my time on
Your game

No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I've seen this all before
Time and time
No way

Brit Single of the Year :D
.....and possibly a hint to boot......:ohmy:

Are people trying to tell me something when they say it's their kids that like this song, but not themselves??? :ohmy: (I'm a simple fluffy-brained individual....)

I meant my son loved the babycakes song Woody! :D

I meant my son loved the babycakes song Woody! :Dyes, i know - but you're the second person to have said that already, and we're only 4-5 posts into this thread......

My mind must prefer to entertain the simpler offerings in pop music.

mine is Baby Snakes....Frank Zappa - every now and then Mr Q will mumble it under his breath cos he KNOWS I cant get it out of my head once I hear it....


Baby snakes
Late at night is when they come out
Baby snakes
Sure you know what I’m talkin’ about
Pink ’n’ wet
They make the best kinda pet
Baby
Baby
Snakes

Looked around
An’ there’s a couple right near me
Baby snakes
Maybe I think they can probably hear me
Pink ’n’ wet
I’ll take all I can get
Baby
Baby
Sna-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-kes, yeah

They live in a ho-ho-hole
(tiny hole)
That is usually empty
(usually empty, tiny too)
They live by a code
(dit dit dit dit)
That is usually smpte
Which stands for
Society of motion picture & television engineers
Maybe I think
That is what keeps them in sync
They’re wet ’n’ they’re pink
I think I’ll give ’em a, give ’em a,
Give ’em a drink

Baby sna-a-a-a-a-akesss

I see grass of green
Red roses to
I watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself.....
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
Clouds of white
Bright blessed days
Dark sacred nights
and I think to myself
What a wonderful world................................... :wink_kiss

mine is Baby Snakes....Frank Zappa - every now and then Mr Q will mumble it under his breath cos he KNOWS I cant get it out of my head once I hear it....


Baby snakes
Late at night is when they come out
Baby snakes
Sure you know what I’m talkin’ about
Pink ’n’ wet
They make the best kinda pet
Baby
Baby
Snakes

Looked around
An’ there’s a couple right near me
Baby snakes
Maybe I think they can probably hear me
Pink ’n’ wet
I’ll take all I can get
Baby
Baby
Sna-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-kes, yeah

They live in a ho-ho-hole
(tiny hole)
That is usually empty
(usually empty, tiny too)
They live by a code
(dit dit dit dit)
That is usually smpte
Which stands for
Society of motion picture & television engineers
Maybe I think
That is what keeps them in sync
They’re wet ’n’ they’re pink
I think I’ll give ’em a, give ’em a,
Give ’em a drink

Baby sna-a-a-a-a-akesssI find it amazing how people remember the lyrics. I start off well enough but then I have to invent a string of words to complete just one verse...it's so sad!

I see grass of green
Red roses to
I watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself.....
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
Clouds of white
Bright blessed days
Dark sacred nights
and I think to myself
What a wonderful world................................... :wink_kiss.....ahhh - now you're talking/singing.....:)

I find it amazing how people remember the lyrics. I start off well enough but then I have to invent a string of words to complete just one verse...it's so sad!

If they are like me, they google them, cut and paste as it is quicker than typing them out!

If they are like me, they google them, cut and paste as it is quicker than typing them out!
....no, I mean I AM AMAZED how they seem to be able to store the lyrics up there in their heads.....I'm useless at that!

"I owe you no-thin'......ooh-whoa, nothing at orrrrrrr-all!......" (....jesus! - where on earth did they spring from...?)

Woodsy...I can sing you the words to athousand songs but please don't ever expect me to know who sung 'em! :blush:

....no, I mean I AM AMAZED how they seem to be able to store the lyrics up there in their heads.....I'm useless at that!



You are not explaining yourself very well are you?

....no, I mean I AM AMAZED how they seem to be able to store the lyrics up there in their heads.....I'm useless at that!

"I owe you no-thin'......ooh-whoa, nothing at orrrrrrr-all!......" (....jesus! - where on earth did they spring from...?)
Im a real "muso" though Woody - I could live without TV but not music!!!! I was like a grinning cheshire cat last night watching the Brits - I LOVE seeing LIVE bands - you cant beat the buzz you get.......

I am trying to talk Mr Q into going to Glastonbury this year, last year was the 1st year for aeons that I havent been to a festival and I was GUTTED!!!! I love the sense of freedom you get from it, and being with "like minded" people who dont judge you for what you are wearing, listening to, drinking, eating - its a hippie heaven for me!!!!

BUT - I DO google any lyrics I want to post - Im FAR too lazy to type them all out!!!!!

Woodsy...I can sing you the words to athousand songs but please don't ever expect me to know who sung 'em! :blush:...then sing away whenever urge comes-a-knocking....(artists aren't so relevant.....just want to see/hear who can sing and who cannot around this forum.....)

You are not explaining yourself very well are you?.....no I guess I am not......shall I go back to bed??

Somehwre...beyond the sea
Somewhere..waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing
Somewhere...beyond the sea
He's there waiting for me
If I was bird then I'd fly high
And into his arms...
I'd go sailing
................................

I love the sense of freedom you get from it, and being with "like minded" people who dont judge you for what you are wearing, listening to, drinking, eating - its a hippie heaven for me!!!!

I never knew there existed such a place - sounds heavenly!

Somehwre...beyond the sea
Somewhere..waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing
Somewhere...beyond the sea
He's there waiting for me
If I was bird then I'd fly high
And into his arms...
I'd go sailing
................................
my word - you are on top form today! I can almost visualize the harp accompaniment.....ahhh....

I never knew there existed such a place - sounds heavenly!
If there is anything that you should do before you die, in my opinion it has to be do Glastonbury Festival - its an amazing experience!!!!

"zoooooooom, you chase the blues away-ay-ayyyyyyy, high-ee-eye no-oo-oooon, the moon and stars come out to playyyyyyy-ee-ayyy......" ......and they said I couldn't sing.....shame on them...

How about a little Tori? I was listening to this the other day.


Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior underneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself everyday
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Got a kick for a dog beggin' for love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says Will you ever learn?
You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird.
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start
My own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Please be
Save me
I cry
(ah-ah ah-ah)
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Where are those angels
When you need them?
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself everyday
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains
Why do we... (Why do we)
Chains (crucify ourselves?)
Crucify ourselves
Everyday (Why do we)
(crucify ourselves?)
Chains... (repeat backing refrain)
Never going back again
Crucify myself again
You know
Never going back again to
Crucify myself
Everyday

Thank you. :D

How about a little Tori? I was listening to this the other day.


Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior underneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself everyday
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Got a kick for a dog beggin' for love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says Will you ever learn?
You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird.
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start
My own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Please be
Save me
I cry
(ah-ah ah-ah)
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Where are those angels
When you need them?
Why do we crucify ourselves everyday?
I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself everyday
I crucify myself
My heart is sick of bein'
I said my heart is sick of bein' in
Chains (oh-oh-oh)
Chains
Why do we... (Why do we)
Chains (crucify ourselves?)
Crucify ourselves
Everyday (Why do we)
(crucify ourselves?)
Chains... (repeat backing refrain)
Never going back again
Crucify myself again
You know
Never going back again to
Crucify myself
Everyday

Thank you. :Dmy word! - top that if you can..... - and here was I merely asking for a just a teeny-weeny sample of some song lyrics.....very touching KC..:) (I have no idea of the melody to that one so I had to read it like I would a newspaper article...) :wacko:

my word! - top that if you can..... - and here was I merely asking for a just a teeny-weeny sample of some song lyrics.....very touching KC..:) (I have no idea of the melody to that one so I had to read it like I would a newspaper article...) :wacko:


Ah, cut-and-paste. :laugh:

That's the truly wonderful Tori Amos hon, if you like I'll get the lyrics to 'Spark' (which she wrote after a miscarriage)..guaranteed to reduce grown men to tears.

How about a little Tori?

Excuse my ignorance, but who is Tori?

Excuse my ignorance, but who is Tori?
well.........................I assumed Amos?!?!?!!?!?!

I've been a wild rover for many a year
Spent all my money on whiskey and beer
But now I'm returning with great golden storm
And vow never to play the wild rover no more

*all togther now*

And it's no nay never
oiy...oiy...oiy...oiy
No nay never no more
will I play the wild river
No never no more

I went to an ale house I used to frequent
Told the land lady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me nay
Saying custom like yours I can get any day

*your turn again!*
And it's no nay never.............

I pulled frommy pocket ten soveriegns bright
The land ladies eyes opened wide in delight
She said 'I have whiskey and wine of the best
And the words that I've spoken were only in jest!'

*Sing it loud!*
And it's no nay never..............

I'll go home to my parents confess what I've done
Ask them to pardon their prodigal son
Then they'll caress me like oft times before
And i'll vow never to play the wild rover no more

*Last time with gusto!*
And it's no nay never........

:)

We always used to sing:

And it's no nay never
(**** on the floor)

rather than oiy...oiy...oiy...oiy for some reason. Funny old things, students :ninja:

Ahem.

..................Somewhere only we know...................:wacko::)

For some reason it's....

do do do do, dooo-doooo
You can't touch this!
do do do, dooo-dooooo
Can't touch this!

A la MC Hammer

No idea why though :wacko:

For some reason it's....

do do do do, dooo-doooo
You can't touch this!
do do do, dooo-dooooo
Can't touch this!

A la MC Hammer

No idea why though :wacko:

Oh God, you've got me humming that now! :unsure: :laugh:

We always used to sing:

And it's no nay never
(**** on the floor)

rather than oiy...oiy...oiy...oiy for some reason. Funny old things, students :ninja:

Ahem.

Well this is a family site so I thought I'd restrain myself! :blush:

Ceri....gotta love that MC Hammer! :wink2:

If there is anything that you should do before you die, in my opinion it has to be do Glastonbury Festival - its an amazing experience!!!!
......but all that mud and urine.....ugghh!

".....Ohhhh sweet butterfly.......Madame Butterfly......she's waiting - he'll be back......I have faith.............Ohhhh sweet butterfly.......Madame Butterfly....."

Warning: lyrics may be badly translated....

"Good old Malcolm McLaren..."

Ooo lyrics - I'm renouned for the accuracy of my lyrics.

This is what I'm currently singing to myself

No love bombs comes
Bring your threads from Tolouse
To the tent
She saw the boy
Who sells a shawl
I know enough
Turning green

<Rolf Harris>Do you know what it is yet?</Rolf Harris>

Bet you can't Google this one ILS :wink2:

I was walkin' through the jungle, no business of mine - I saw my main man George swingin' on a vine, I heard a "aw-ee-aw-ee-aw and a oooh ooh ooh" - he had swung into a tree and could not even move. I said 'scuse me George can you use my help? - he said "don't know kid, just stay in step......stay in step.....yeaaaaaahh, just stay in step......"


a lyrical excerpt from a vintage hip-hop song in the late 80's by Dynamix Crew (if you heard it right now, you'd be struggling to get it out of your own head....)

"......four times for your mind, the poetically inclined, genuine, and you thought I could still climb (?? - no, me neither..). And you thought that I wouldn't go the length, so I cut the cameo, and I've still got strength. You say am i a - vam-pire? - that will react to ya just like Blackula......." (I still have the cassettes to prove it.....)

a wee excerpt from The Prince of Darkness - yet another old hip-hoppy song, of a rather more smoochy persuasion. Ahhh...sends me back in time....

"you're the book that I have opened........and now I've got to know much mooooore....heyy, heyyy, heyy, heyyyyy........heyy, hey........"

the sublime "Unfinished Sympathy" - Massive Attack (was inside my head)

"......I wanna hold ya but I better not touch (don't touch!) - I wanna hold ya but my senses tell me to stop. I wanna squeeze ya but you're under my skin (deep in!) - I wanna kiss ya but your lips are venomous poooooison - your poison runnin' thru my veins......pooooooisonnnnnnn......"

or perhaps......


".....her name was Lola - she was a showgirl, do do do do do do do do dooo, the Copa......Copacabanaaaa - music is playing and la la la la la la Copa.......they fall in love......."


......and I've never even tried karaoke - marvellous!

:w00t:

Spirit, spirit, spirit in the sky
Im gonna go there when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
Im gonna go to the place thats the best..... or something like that. Not Gareth Gates but the gothic crowd.

the gothic crowd.
......I'm a closet Goth you know....:unsure:

......I'm a closet Goth you know....:unsure:

cool.......black clothes, white face, longing for blood, you are making quite an impression

cool.......black clothes, white face, longing for blood, you are making quite an impressionno, no, no - I don't go in for all that nonsense. That's why I'm a closet Goth - a Goth Sympathiser.....I love stormy weather, and rain etc - closet Goth.....

no, no, no - I don't go in for all that nonsense. That's why I'm a closet Goth - a Goth Sympathiser.....I love stormy weather, and rain etc - closet Goth.....

There is no such thing as a goth sympathiser. I love stormy weather and rain etc because I am Scottish. I fear you may have issues around your true identity!

There is no such thing as a goth sympathiser. I love stormy weather and rain etc because I am Scottish. I fear you may have issues around your true identity!
I've gone and picked one here haven't I......:wallbash:

I maintain that I am a Goth symathiser.....I fight their corner, but do not wear their gear (that goes for make-up also)

I maintain that I am a Goth symathiser.....I fight their corner, but do not wear their gear (that goes for make-up also)

Please educate me on how anyone fights the corner of goths who identifies themselves as being in the closet. What does this fighting actually involve? When do you do it? From behind the door? Do you get paid? Are they recruiting for more behind the door, in the closet, fights for goths?

I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now

I'm here
So please explain
Why you're openin' up a healin' wound aga-ain
I'm a little more careful
Perhaps it shows
But if I lose the highs, at least I'm spared the lows

Now I tremble in your ar-arms
What could be the ha-arm
To feel my spirit calm
So I say

I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now

I'm here
So please explain
Why you're openin' up a healin' wound aga-ain
I'm a little more careful
Perhaps it shows
But if I lose the highs, at least I'm spared the lows

Now I tremble in your ar-arms
What could be the ha-arm
To feel my spirit calm
So I say oh gosh! - my heart strings have just been pulled.....:)

Please educate me on how anyone fights the corner of goths who identifies themselves as being in the closet. What does this fighting actually involve? When do you do it? From behind the door? Do you get paid? Are they recruiting for more behind the door, in the closet, fights for goths?
.....humour me...

.....humour me...

It goes without saying Woodstock that your response elicited a lot of humour from me. I will concede and respect your right to identify yourself as a goth sympathiser. When will you will be in though so that the men in white coats can visit?

oh gosh! - my heart strings have just been pulled.....:)

another will young classic :D

no forget William Young - your singing pulled at my heart strings.....

(to be said in a Garth Algar manner)........it....was......delight-ful....

Today I have the instrumental of "Passion" by Gat Decor in my head. Not the version with lyrics. Hmmm....http://img200.exs.cx/img200/7135/eyebrow1qb.gif

It goes without saying Woodstock that your response elicited a lot of humour from me. I will concede and respect your right to identify yourself as a goth sympathiser. When will you will be in though so that the men in white coats can visit?
one minute she's praising my "talents" to high heaven - the next she institutionalizes me. Peculiar little bird....

I wonder how your feeling
There's ringing in my ears
And no one to relate to 'cept the sea
Who can I belive in
I'm kneeling on the floor
There has to be a force who do I phone
The stars are out and shinning, but all I really want to know...
Oh won't you show me the way
I want you ...show me the way yayyy yayyy...te dum deeeee!

Ya can't beat the old ones!

M

one minute she's praising my "talents" to high heaven - the next she institutionalizes me. Peculiar little bird....

It's called black humour Woodstock.

I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'cos I have been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel the love is dead
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

:cry: That's beautiful Ils.... :cry:

"......bombillybillybillybillybillybom......ah say paaaaaaaass the Dutchip ('cos i always thought it was Dutchip....) on the left hand side.....paaaaaaa......"

.....anyway.....it's in me head......again!....:shocking: