Lyrics
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Maledictus I
- Rock Legend
- Berichten: 1661
- Lid geworden op: ma 03 sep 2007, 15:40
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Maledictus I
- Rock Legend
- Berichten: 1661
- Lid geworden op: ma 03 sep 2007, 15:40
There's a place your mother goes when everybody else is soundly sleeping
Through the lights of beacon street
And if you listen you can hear her weeping,
She's weeping, cause the gentlemen are calling
And the snow is softly falling on her petticoats.
And she's standing in the harbour
And she's waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat.
See how they approach
With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping
A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming
And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket calls for maidenhead
And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a bundle and she's laid in bed on the upper deck
And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned
'Til at last she's satisfied the lost of the marina's teeming minions, and their opinions
And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or kin or she'll end up dead
And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the harbour where she goes to bed, and this is how your fed
So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother, and the next time she tries to feed you collard greens,
Remember what she does when you're asleep
Through the lights of beacon street
And if you listen you can hear her weeping,
She's weeping, cause the gentlemen are calling
And the snow is softly falling on her petticoats.
And she's standing in the harbour
And she's waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat.
See how they approach
With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping
A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming
And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket calls for maidenhead
And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a bundle and she's laid in bed on the upper deck
And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned
'Til at last she's satisfied the lost of the marina's teeming minions, and their opinions
And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or kin or she'll end up dead
And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the harbour where she goes to bed, and this is how your fed
So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother, and the next time she tries to feed you collard greens,
Remember what she does when you're asleep
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PaulMcCartney
- Superstar
- Berichten: 943
- Lid geworden op: vr 17 aug 2007, 13:30
- Locatie: Canada (?)
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Maledictus I
- Rock Legend
- Berichten: 1661
- Lid geworden op: ma 03 sep 2007, 15:40
Iedereen precies braafjes gewacht, dus hier gaan we... Welke song begint aldus, en van wie is het?
It wasn’t very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said fender champ
And a second hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar
We could jam in (titel)
His mama was screamin’
His dad was mad
We was playin’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, ’n’ easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like...
Hey!
Down in (titel)
We didn’t have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin’ over ’n’ over
Became a symphony
We would play it again ’n’ again ’n’ again
’cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in (titel)
His mama was screamin’,
Turn it down!
We was playing’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin’ the band together
’n’ we figured that we should
’cause about this time we was gettin’ the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They’d all come over ’n’ dance around
Like...
So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
’n’ we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits ’n’ beatle boots
’n’ a sign on the back of the car
’n’ we was ready to work in a go-go bar
One two three four
Let’s see if you got some more!
People seemed to like our song
They got up ’n’ danced ’n’ made a lotta noise
An’ it wasn’t ’fore very long
A guy from a company we can’t name
Said we oughta take his pen
’n’ sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn’t tell us when
These good times would be somethin’
That was really happenin’
So the band broke up
An’ it looks like
We will never play again...
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like...
Well the years was rollin’ by, yeah
Heavy metal ’n’ glitter rock
Had caught the public eye, yeah
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin’ high, yeah
’n’ then they got that disco thing
’n’ new wave came along
’n’ all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in joe’s garage
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin’ to...
It wasn’t very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said fender champ
And a second hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar
We could jam in (titel)
His mama was screamin’
His dad was mad
We was playin’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, ’n’ easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like...
Hey!
Down in (titel)
We didn’t have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin’ over ’n’ over
Became a symphony
We would play it again ’n’ again ’n’ again
’cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in (titel)
His mama was screamin’,
Turn it down!
We was playing’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin’ the band together
’n’ we figured that we should
’cause about this time we was gettin’ the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They’d all come over ’n’ dance around
Like...
So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
’n’ we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits ’n’ beatle boots
’n’ a sign on the back of the car
’n’ we was ready to work in a go-go bar
One two three four
Let’s see if you got some more!
People seemed to like our song
They got up ’n’ danced ’n’ made a lotta noise
An’ it wasn’t ’fore very long
A guy from a company we can’t name
Said we oughta take his pen
’n’ sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn’t tell us when
These good times would be somethin’
That was really happenin’
So the band broke up
An’ it looks like
We will never play again...
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like...
Well the years was rollin’ by, yeah
Heavy metal ’n’ glitter rock
Had caught the public eye, yeah
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin’ high, yeah
’n’ then they got that disco thing
’n’ new wave came along
’n’ all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in joe’s garage
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin’ to...
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rino
- Rock Legend
- Berichten: 4076
- Lid geworden op: za 11 aug 2007, 13:38
- Locatie: roeselare / starbuk & apollo
Titel en uitvoerder van deze 60's classic?
Well you think you had a good time
With the boy that you just met
Kicking sand from beach to beach
Your clothes all soaking wet
But if you look around and see
A shadow on the run
Don't be too surprised if its just a XXX
Ahh XXX, Ahh XXX
In the room where you've been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split when day is done
Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the XXX
Standing in the cool of my room
Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume
Too much sun will burn!
When you're feeling tired and lonely
You see people going home
You can't make the train fare
Or the six pence for the phone
And icicles your crying
From your cheek have just begun
Dont be sad, good times are had
Beneath the XXX
Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand
A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand
The boy who had given you so much fun
Has left you so cold in the XXX
Well you think you had a good time
With the boy that you just met
Kicking sand from beach to beach
Your clothes all soaking wet
But if you look around and see
A shadow on the run
Don't be too surprised if its just a XXX
Ahh XXX, Ahh XXX
In the room where you've been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split when day is done
Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the XXX
Standing in the cool of my room
Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume
Too much sun will burn!
When you're feeling tired and lonely
You see people going home
You can't make the train fare
Or the six pence for the phone
And icicles your crying
From your cheek have just begun
Dont be sad, good times are had
Beneath the XXX
Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand
A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand
The boy who had given you so much fun
Has left you so cold in the XXX