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05-15-2009, 02:24 AM | #321 |
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Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed I had a little drink about an hour ago And it went right to my head Where ever I may roam On land or sea or foam You will always hear me singing this song Show me the way to go home |
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05-15-2009, 02:24 AM | #322 |
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The ULTIMATE weapon, a weapon no force on Earth can withstand...
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05-15-2009, 02:27 AM | #323 |
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Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she doesn't have a lot to say. Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl But she changes from day to day... I wanna tell her that I love her a lot But I kinda got a belly full of wine Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl Some day I'm gonna make her mine Oh yeah, some day I'm gonna make her mine. |
05-15-2009, 02:33 AM | #324 |
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Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she doesn't have a lot to say. Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl But she changes from day to day... I wanna tell her that I love her a lot But I kinda got a belly full of wine Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl Some day I'm gonna make her mine Oh yeah, some day I'm gonna make her mine. |
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05-15-2009, 02:43 AM | #325 |
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And one of my favorites.
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05-15-2009, 02:45 AM | #326 |
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and in the end
the love you take is equal to the love you make |
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05-15-2009, 02:50 AM | #327 |
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Awww yeah, it's Beatles time.
Ah - here comes the Sun king. Ev'rybody's laughing, Ev'rybody's happy. Here comes the Sun king. Quando paramucho mi amore defelice corazon Mundo pararazzi mi amore chicka ferdy parasol Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel. Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park, Shaves in the dark Trying to save paper. Sleeps in a hole in the road Saving up to buy some clothes. Keeps a ten bob note up his nose, Such a mean old man, such a mean old man. His sister Pam works in a shop, She never stops, she's a go getter. Takes him out to look at the Queen, Only place that he's ever been. Always shouts out something obscene, Such a dirty old man, dirty old man. Well you should see Polythene Pam She's so goodlooking but she looks like a man. Well you should see her in drag. Dressed in her polythene bag. Yes you should see Polythene Pam - Yeh. Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer diller when she's dressed to the hilt. She's the kind of a girl that makes the News of the World. Yes you could say she was attractively built - Yeh. Oh look out She came in through the bathroom window, Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wonders By the banks of her own lagoon Didn't anybody tell her Didn't anybody see Sundays on the phone to Monday Tuesdays on the phone to me. She said she'd always been a dancer She worked at fifteen clubs a day And though she thought I knew the answer Well I knew what I could not say. And so I quit the police department And got myself a steady job And though she tried her best to help me She could steal but she could not rob. |
05-15-2009, 02:51 AM | #328 |
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In ancient times, hundreds of years before the dawn of history
Lived a strange race of people: the druids No-one knows who they where or what they were doing But their legacy remains, hewen into the living rock of stonehenge Stonehenge Where the demons dwell Where the banshees live and they do live well Stonehenge Where a man is a man And the children dance to the pipes of pan Stonehenge It is a magical place Where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face Stonehenge Where the virgins lie And the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky And you, my love, won't you take my hand We'll go back in time to that mystic land Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow I will take you there, I will show you how And oh, how they danced, the little children of stonehenge Beneath the haunted moon for fear that daybreak might come too soon And where are they now, the little people of stonehenge And what would they say to us if we were here tonight |
05-15-2009, 02:52 AM | #329 |
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All thru' the day I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
All thru' the night I me mine, I me mine, I me mine. Now they're frightened of leaving it Ev'ryone's weaving it, Coming on strong all the time, All thru' the day I me mine. I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine. All I can hear I me mine, I me mine, I me mine. Even those tears I me mine, I me mine, I me mine. No-one's frightened of playing it Ev'ryone's saying it, Flowing more freely than wine, All thru' your life, I me mine. I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine, I-I-me-me mine. All I can hear I me mine, I me mine, I me mine. Even those tears I me mine, I me mine, I me mine. No-one's frightened of playing it Ev'ryone's saying it, Flowing more freely than wine, All thru' your life I me mine. |
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05-15-2009, 02:54 AM | #330 |
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"Randolf's Party"
It was Chrisbus time but Randolph was alone. Where were all his good pals. Bernie, Dave, Nicky, Alice, Beddy, Freba, Viggy, Nigel, Alfred, clive, Stan, Frenk, Tom, Harry, George, Harold? Where were they on this day? Randolf looged saggly at his only Chrispbut cart from his dad who did not live there. 'I can't understan this being so aloneley on the one day of the year when one would surely spect a pal or two?' thought Rangolf. Hanyway he carried on putting up the desicrations and muzzle toe. All of a surgeon there was amerry timble on the door. Who but who could be knocking on my door? He opened it and there standing there who? but only his pals. Bernie, Dave, Nicky, Alice, Beddy, Freba, Viggy, Nigel, Alfred, Clive, Stan, Frenk, Tom, Harry, Geroge, Harolb weren't they? Come on in old pals buddys and mates. With a big griff on his face Randoff welcombed them. In they came jorking and labbing shoubing 'Haddy Grimmble, Randoob.' and other hearty, and then they all jumbed on him and smite him with mighty blows about his head crying, 'We never liked you all the years we've known you. You were never raelly one of us you know, soft head.' They killed him you know, at least he didn't DIE alone did he? Merry Chrustchove, Randolf old pal buddy. |
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