You Can Tell Everybody, This Is Your Song - Lyrics

[Hueij]

Ahhh, that's nice of you Sloww

The next one is for Ned for getting KH banned. The [insert bannable word here]...

Crippled Inside, John Lennon

You can shine your shoes and wear a suit
You can comb your hair and look quite cute
You can hide your face behind a smile
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

You can wear a mask and paint your face
You can call yourself the human race
You can wear a collar and a tie
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
And a dog's life ain't fun
Mamma take a look outside

can go to church and sing a hymn
You can judge me by the color of my skin
You can live a lie until you die
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
And a dog's life ain't fun
Mamma take a look outside

You can go to church and sing a hymn
You can judge me by the color of my skin
You can live a lie until you die
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

[SlowwHand]

KH banned?!?

[Hueij]

Originally posted by SlowwHand
KH banned?!?

Yep. Read all about it in the Swedish Art thread. He was pissed by KH's insults and had to whine to Ming about it. Couldn't stand his own ground I guess...

[SlowwHand]

Ming.
That punkass bastard. Worthless. Rotten to the core.

[Hueij]

Originally posted by SlowwHand
Ming.
That punkass bastard. Worthless. Rotten to the core.

Nah... Just doing his job, this isn't a democracy, just enforcing the rules set by the owners, yadda yadda, yadda...

This one's for Ming

Love, John lennon

Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved

Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved

Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
We can be

Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved

[Sikander]

Originally posted by molly bloom


With the free print- don't forget the free print!

Lost my copy of the print from the vinyl version, but I still have the Peter Schmidt paintings from 'Before and After Science'.

Did you know the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art has an Eno c.d. for sale- an ambient recording he used at an installation there a couple of years' ago?

I have the Before and After Science inserts from the vinyl edition also. I didn't know about the museum c.d., have you heard it? San Francisco seems to love Eno. When I was in Monterey we used to visit S.F. once a month or so, and I remember a radio station (KFOG iirc) announcing tongue-in-cheek that they were All Eno, all the time. My friends and I approved to say the least.

[molly bloom]

Originally posted by Sikander


I have the Before and After Science inserts from the vinyl edition also. I didn't know about the museum c.d., have you heard it? San Francisco seems to love Eno. When I was in Monterey we used to visit S.F. once a month or so, and I remember a radio station (KFOG iirc) announcing tongue-in-cheek that they were All Eno, all the time. My friends and I approved to say the least.

I wish.

A friend of mine tried to buy it for me (he was in New York) and they wanted almost as much in shipping as they did for the c.d. . I mean, they only had to get someone to pick up a copy in the stock room, for Crissakes, and put it in a padded envelope!!!!

Tried buying it over the internet and its even more expensive. Grrrr!!!!

I do however have the Eno installation c.d.s from the Hayward Art Gallery in London and from the Hermitage in St. Petersburg- they're wonderful early Sunday morning pieces, for when the cat has come upstairs and is sleeping in between us. Very simialr to the Shutov Assembly album, or Neroli.

I do recommend a visit to Reckless Records in the Haight if you're back in San Francisco any time soon, as they get a lot of British imports from their sister shops in Soho and Islington in London- always worth checking out for British only tracks, or alternate versions.

Bryan Ferry is here in the first week of February, and Bowie is playing on my birthday on the 26th of that month, so the 70s are here again....

[Sikander]

Originally posted by molly bloom


I wish.

A friend of mine tried to buy it for me (he was in New York) and they wanted almost as much in shipping as they did for the c.d. . I mean, they only had to get someone to pick up a copy in the stock room, for Crissakes, and put it in a padded envelope!!!!

Tried buying it over the internet and its even more expensive. Grrrr!!!!

I do however have the Eno installation c.d.s from the Hayward Art Gallery in London and from the Hermitage in St. Petersburg- they're wonderful early Sunday morning pieces, for when the cat has come upstairs and is sleeping in between us. Very simialr to the Shutov Assembly album, or Neroli.

I do recommend a visit to Reckless Records in the Haight if you're back in San Francisco any time soon, as they get a lot of British imports from their sister shops in Soho and Islington in London- always worth checking out for British only tracks, or alternate versions.

Bryan Ferry is here in the first week of February, and Bowie is playing on my birthday on the 26th of that month, so the 70s are here again....

I'm curious what year you were born in. I was born 5 MAR 1961.

[molly bloom]

Originally posted by Sikander


I'm curious what year you were born in. I was born 5 MAR 1961.

26th February, 1963.

I vividly recall watching Roxy Music perform 'Virginia Plain' on Top of the Pops for the first time.

I remember going to school with the strains of 'Walk on the Wild Side' still with me.

I can remember having to get up very early to watch the Apollo moon landing on a black and white television, and now I find it funny that they used Bowie's 'Space Oddity' as background music, given that it's a song about despair and isolation.

And seeing David Bowie and the Spiders from Mars perform 'Starman' on Ayshea Brough's 'Lift-Off'.

I used to rush home from grammar school to watch Marc Bolan's show 'Marc' in 1977, and was rewarded with the Bowie video for 'Heroes' and his jamming session with Bolan.

BBC2 used to have an excellent arts programme called 'Arena' which had Eno's work as its soundtrack- you can still get the 4 trk 3" c.d. on e-bay sometimes.

Glam Rock was my first enthusiasm, then Motown, Punk, New Wave, Blues, and so on.

[SlowwHand]

(The Man With The) RockAnd Roll Banjo
The Supremes (Clarence Paul/Berry Gordy)

He's a groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

I got a sweet little guy
Who lives down the street
But nobody knows his name
Everybody was sad and feeling so bad
But that was before he came

Now everybody in the neighborhood
Seems to walk with a steady beat
By the rhythm of the guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday

If you wanna know why I love him so
Then you ought to come and hear him play
From the dawn to the sunset
He keeps a-strumming on his banjo strings

He's the groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday

If you wanna know why I love him so
Then you ought to come and hear him play
From the dawn to the sunset
He keeps a-strumming on his banjo strings

He's the groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's the groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band
He's the groovy swinging guy

[SlowwHand]

Two For Tuesday; Pat Benatar

Hell is for Children


They cry in dark,
so you can't see their tears.
They hide in the light,
so you can't see their fears.
Forgive and forget,
all the while...
Love and pain become one and the same
in the eyes of a wounded child.
Because--hell, hell is for children!
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell--hell is for children,
and you shouldn't have to pay for your love
with your bones and your flesh...
It's all so confusing,
this brutal abusing...
They blacken your eyes
and then apologize...
"Be daddy's good girl,
and don't tell mommy a thing"...
"Be a good little boy,
and you'll get a new toy--
tell grandma you fell from the swing."
Because--hell, hell is for children!
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell--hell is for children,
and you shouldn't have to pay for your love
with your bones and your flesh...

**************************************


Love Is A Battlefield


We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no on can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

You're beggin' me to go, you're makin' me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you've had
Believe me, believe me, I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love and I'm chained to your side

We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demads
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no once can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled

We're losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you'll need me to hold

We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled

[Verres]

Epiphany

Staind


Your words to me just a whisper
Your faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
'Cause its always rainning in my head
So I speak to you in riddles becasue
My words get in my way. I smoke the
Whole thing down to my head and feel it
Wash away 'cause i cant take anymore
Of this, i want to come apart,
or dig myself a little hole inside
inside your precious heart
'Cause its always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
I am nothing more than a little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
though i always try to hide
And I talk to you like children
but i dont know
How I feel but I know
I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
But its always raining in my head
- forget all the things
I should have said.

[molly bloom]

Never win and never lose
There's nothing much to choose
Between the right and wrong
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Still things aren't quite the same
Between you and me

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine

I still hear your voice at night
When I turn out the light
And try to settle down
But there's nothing much I can do
Because I can't live without you
Any way at all

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine

Lyrics/music: John Cale from the album ‘Music for a New Society’

Also as sung by Mathilde Santing, on her album ‘Breast and Brow’

[Sikander]

Originally posted by molly bloom


26th February, 1963.

I vividly recall watching Roxy Music perform 'Virginia Plain' on Top of the Pops for the first time.

I remember going to school with the strains of 'Walk on the Wild Side' still with me.

I can remember having to get up very early to watch the Apollo moon landing on a black and white television, and now I find it funny that they used Bowie's 'Space Oddity' as background music, given that it's a song about despair and isolation.

And seeing David Bowie and the Spiders from Mars perform 'Starman' on Ayshea Brough's 'Lift-Off'.

I used to rush home from grammar school to watch Marc Bolan's show 'Marc' in 1977, and was rewarded with the Bowie video for 'Heroes' and his jamming session with Bolan.

BBC2 used to have an excellent arts programme called 'Arena' which had Eno's work as its soundtrack- you can still get the 4 trk 3" c.d. on e-bay sometimes.

Glam Rock was my first enthusiasm, then Motown, Punk, New Wave, Blues, and so on.

My introduction to Glam rock was a little later I suppose. My mother was an early Elton John fan, though his music was less glam than his look. Bowie wasn't nearly as big here until the mid-seventies, but when he did hit the radio here I was hooked. I was the first person that I know of to get into Queen. I heard their first album when it came out (1974, 1975?) and bought it. A few years later they released Bohemian Rhapsody and suddenly all of my friends were fans of the group. I never heard much Roxy Music either, they were much bigger in Britain. It wasn't until I was in college in the early eighties that one of my friends turned me on to them. Those were good times. The first I heard about Eno was in the late seventies. Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy was the first album of his that I owned, followed almost immediately by Here Come the Warm Jets, Another Green World, and Before and After Science. After that I started collecting some of the ambient stuff, along with 801 Live and that album he did with Nico and Cale IIRC. I probably have about 20 of his albums now.

[SlowwHand]

The End
The Doors



This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be, So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us, The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...**** you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us X3
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end