Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
Who Knows Where The Time Goes - Sandy Denny
This is mine... I would have given anything to see Sandy live but she died in '78. I have loved this song since the first time I heard it... probably not long after she died.... I think my brother in law put it on a compilation tape for me.
I begged a talented musical friend to sing it for me at one of her gigs back in Birmingham many years ago... her voice was amazing and of the same quality as Sandy Denny... it was like a re-incarnation... I stood at the side of the stage with tears pouring down my face... my friend broke on the last line and we grinned at each other through the tears.
And yes I would be more than happy for it to be my final song.
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:rascal:Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i am 40 next year:scared:
Set The Fire To The Third Bar - Snow Patrol & Martha Wainwright
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Me old mam used to call people sluts but not in the same meaning.... a slut was someone who didnt have clean knickers.... sent their kids to school in dirty clothes... didnt own a hoover or a iron or if they did reserved the use of them for high days and holidays..... oh and went outside in nightclothes.....
"Have you ever taken anything out of the dirty-clothes basket because it had become, relatively, the cleaner thing? Changed stockings in a taxi? Could you try on clothes in any shop, any time, without worrying about your underclothes? How many things are in the wrong room - cups in the study, boots in the kitchen? ... this makes you one of us: the miserable, optimistic, misunderstood race of sluts." Katharine Whitehorn.
Historically it was also used as a term for maids etc..... a slut-hole was a rubbish pit...
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Addicted To Bass - Puretone
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Where Is My Mind - The Pixies
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Going Underground - The Jam
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Little Red Rooster - Rolling Stones
Just to break Tusseys monopoly on Neil Yound songs.... I'll get in quick and say......
After The Goldrush - Neil Young
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bonked him over the head with the shotgun. The man from the enviroment collapsed to the floor unconscious.... as he was quite cute donna and dora dropped to their knees and began to fan him with addies spare knickers. Just as he was regaining consciousness all of the naked people came back from their dip in the lake.... the shock of being surrounded by so many sexy naked folk caused the poor man to run screaming and....
:thumbup: So anyways ..... here are the lyrics I was going to post before I got timed out and that Andy didn't get round to posting either.
From those Welsh Ejits Goldie Lookin Chain..........
That's right, you knows what I'm saying
Your mother's offered me the goods, I'm not paying.
It started as a laugh, as a bit of a joke
Something funny to say when I was having a smoke.
I first heard off this bloke, this fucking rumour going round
Your mother's reputation it's not sound
She's saving up the pennies hoping they'd turn into pounds
To have an operation to swap her gender around.
It's a shock to me and it's a shock to you
Your mother's got a beard, sandals and a penis too
It don't look right see, when she's walking down the street
To see her ball bag jiggin' to the beat of her feet
I said
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis
That's right
Your mother's got a penis
In internet rooms and computer mainframes
There's loads of emails but your mother's blue veins.
Not the ones in her legs or the backs of her arms
But the ones in her member hidden in her gown.
She walks around proud, with a short dress on
Which sometimes exposes the tip of her dong.
Often it's dripping, sometimes it's dry
No matter when I see her there's a tear in my eye.
I thought I had to tell you, had to put it in a letter
But I thought fuck that I'd write a song in much better.
The only way to do it, to really let you know
I could prove it because I gave it a blow.
It was purely accidently because she got me really drunk
And she made me kiss her elephant trunk.
You know why? That's right
Your mother got a penis.
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Let's Rock !)
That's right
Your mother's got a penis
When she walks down the street, then she walks like John Wayne
I just seen her pissing standing up again.
Don't make no sense when you see her here and there
She got a cock and balls and real pubic hair.
And a single eye that sometimes weeps
If she lying on the bed then she rubs it on the sheets
Or up against the door or the back of your neck
If your mother's around then you make a double check.
I hate to tell you with all due respect
Take your mother to the doctors because her front bum's wrecked.
BANG!!!!! Boo pulled the trigger and everyone was covered from head to foot in gooey unpleasant rabbity bits.
Amidst the screams of horror everyone frantically stripped off all of their clothes and ran naked into the lake to wash of the goo then....................
Touch Me In The Morning - Diana Ross
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:inlove: Ahhh BullandBoo... you are more than welcome to come and play.... Andy is starting to send out password e-mails even as I type....
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The Lion Sleeps Tonight - Tight Fit
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Something In The Way - Nirvana
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:scared:No No No not even if mind bendingly drunk and blindfolded..... make it a million then maybe.......
Do you enjoy wearing thongs or think that they are male invented instruments of torture?
wrestled the shotgun away from it...
"oh Bull my hero" cried dora then she......
Walk On By - Dionne Warwick
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Nobody's Hero - Stiff Little Fingers
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Gamble Gold - Steeleye Span
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screams of terror from the sinking shagcamper reached dora over the noise of t-bags tunes...
"Help!!!! Help!!!!"...............
shag your way across the beautiful loughs
"mmmmmm" says andy "is that mr tussey i can see wearing his sexy waders over there?"..............................
(I Just) Died In Your Arms Tonight - Cutting Crew
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I dont think i have gotten there yet!!!! :grin: Ask me again next year..............
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ffs I seem to have entered some musical hell today..... whats wrong with me brain...70's throwback day...maybe I'll get to the 80's tomorrow.... :doh: