^^^^ That was different. Sounds like something my Grandma would listen to.
April 23, 2020, 11:28 AM
RAMIUS
This whole song is gibberish made by an Italian to sound American. Ha, kinda catchy.
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I hear the music, daylight disc, Three men in black said, "Don't report this Ascension," and that's all they said. Sickness now, the hour of dread.
All praise. He's found the awful truth. Balthazar. He's found the saucer news.
Wait! There's more.
I'm in fairy rings and tower beds. "Don't report this," three men said. Books by blameless and by the dead. King in yellow, the queen in red.
All praise. He's found the awful truth. Balthazar. He's found the saucer news.
Dead leaves always give up motion. I no longer feel emotion. When prophecy fails. The falling notion. "Don't report this, agents of fortune."
All praise. He's found the awful truth. Balthazar. He's found the saucer news.
April 23, 2020, 12:35 PM
Dwill104
But I Am the Walrus takes the cake.
am he as you are he as you are me And we are all together See how they run like pigs from a gun See how they fly I'm crying Sitting on a corn flake Waiting for the van to come Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday Man you've been a naughty boy You let your face grow long I am the egg man They are the egg men I am the walrus Goo goo g'joob Mister City policeman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run I'm crying, I'm crying I'm crying, I'm crying Yellow matter custard Dripping from a dead dog's eye Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess Boy, you've been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down I am the egg man They are the egg men I am the walrus Goo goo g'joob Sitting in an English garden Waiting for the sun If the sun don't come you get a tan From standing in the English rain I am the egg man (now good sir) They are the egg men (a poor man, made tame to fortune's blows) I am the walrus Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob (good pity) Expert, texpert choking smokers Don't you think the joker laughs at you (ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah) See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide I'm crying Semolina Pilchard Climbing up the Eiffel tower Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe I am the egg man They are the egg men I am the walrus Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo Joob, joob, jooba Jooba, jooba, jooba Joob, jooba Joob, jooba Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper (jooba, jooba) Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper) Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper) Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper) Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper) Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper) Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa) Slave Thou hast slain me Villain, take my purse If I ever Bury my body The letters which though find'st about me To Edmund Earl of Gloucester Seek him out upon the British Party O untimely death I know thee well A serviceable villain, as duteous to the vices of thy mistress As badness would desire What, is is he dead? Sit you down, Father, rest you
April 28, 2020, 09:11 PM
RichN
quote:
Originally posted by LS1 GTO: What did you dream? It's alright, we told you what to dream You dreamed of a big star He played a mean guitar
I always thought that one was pretty coherent.
Now, if you want some nonsensical Pink Floyd, I give you:
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict
------------------------------ "They who would give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety." - Benjamin Franklin
"So this is how liberty dies; with thunderous applause." - Senator Amidala (Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith)
April 29, 2020, 06:25 AM
downtownv
1st thought Yummy Yummy Yummy (I got love in my Tummy)
Originally posted by Dwill104: But I Am the Walrus takes the cake.
How about Revolution #9?
quote:
(Bottle of Claret for you if I had realised
Well, do it next time.
I forgot about it, George, I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?
Yes.)
Cheeky bitch!
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number
Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants About the shortage of grain in Hertfordshire Everyone of them knew that as time went by They'd get a little bit older and a little bit slower but It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by someone who's always Umpteen your father's giving it diddly-i-dee District was leaving, intended to pay for
Number 9, number 9
Who's to know? Who was to know?
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
I sustained nothing worse than Also for example Whatever you're doing A business deal falls through I informed him on the third night When fortune gives
Number 9, number 9, number 9
People right, people right Right, right, right, right, right Right! right!
9, number 9, number 9, number 9
I've missed all of that It makes me a few days late Compared with, like, wow! And weird stuff like that Taking our sides sometimes Floral bark Rouge doctors have brought this specimen
I have nobody's short-cuts, aha
9, number 9
With the situation
They are standing still
The plan, the telegram
Ooh ooh
Number 9, number
Ooh
A man without terrors from beard to false As the headmaster reported to me My son he really can try as they do to find function Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high And his eyes were low
Alright!
His head was on fire, his glasses were saved This was... Which enables him to move about
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon Or whatever to price it yellow underclothes So, any road, we went to see the dentist instead Who gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all So so instead of that he joined the fucking navy and went to sea
In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair I'm not in the mood for whirling
Um da Aaah
How? We are gathered in France
Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping Birds for birding and fish for fishing Them for themming and when for whimming
Only to find the night-watchman Unaware of his presence in the building
Onion soup
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Maybe even then Impervious in London Could be difficult thing
Hold that line! Hold that line! Hold that line! Hold that line!
It's quick like rush for peace is Because it's so much It was like being naked It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
If you become naked
Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick!
You can't truly call yourself "peaceful" unless you are capable of great violence. If you're not capable of great violence, you're not peaceful, you're harmless.
NRA Benefactor/Patriot Member
April 29, 2020, 09:39 AM
MG34_Dan
Happy Feet Paola Conte:
“Elections have consequences, and at the end of the day, I won.” – Barack Hussein Obama, January 23, 2009
Almost anything by the Red Hot Chili Peppers at least partially fits the request.
Mony Mony" by Tommy James and the Shondells and later covered by Billy Idol sounds like it's about a poorly named girl maybe, but MONY is actually the Mutual of New York building in NYC, which happened to fit the lyric.
April 30, 2020, 09:50 PM
bendable
The Witch doctor song by David Seville and the Chipmunks , ooo e ooo ah ah Bing bang. . . . . .
Safety, Situational Awareness and proficiency.
Neck Ties, Hats and ammo brass, Never ,ever touch'em w/o asking first
April 30, 2020, 10:22 PM
ZSMICHAEL
^^^^^^^^^ Got it for you. Enjoy if you dare...
April 30, 2020, 10:43 PM
egregore
Primus blurs the line between "quirky" and nonsensical lyrics, but this is definitely nonsensical.
Interesting tidbit, even though virtually no one these days has heard any version of "Louie Louie" besides the 1963 Kingsmen recording, the Kingsmen didn't write the song and weren't the first to record it.
It was written by Richard Berry in 1955, whose recording was released in 1957 with perfectly clear lyrics, although the arrangement is pretty different from the Kingsmen's.
Rockin' Robin Roberts and the Wailers released a recording in 1961 (again with perfectly clear lyrics) with an arrangement virtually identical to the Kingsmen's. Even aside from the vocals, I think this is a better recording and better performance than the Kingsmen's (and was released two years earlier).
Put your hand on your head Put your foot in the air Then you hop around the room In your underwear Ain't ever been nothin quite like this Come on baby do the wilbury twist
Lift your other foot up and fall on your ass Get back up Put your teeth in a glass Ain't ever been nothin quite like this It's a magical thing called the wilbury twist
Roll up your rug Dust your broom Ball the jack Howl at the moon Aint ever been nothing quite like this Everybody's trying to do the wilbury twist
Turn your lights down low Put your blindfold on You'll never know Where your friends have gone Could be years before you're missed Everybody's trying to do the wilbury twist
It's a different dance For you to do Spin your body Like a screw
Better not forget it on your shopping list You can stop and buy one It's the wilbury twist.
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