Favourite and not-so-favourite song lyrics

[Orior]

Proper lyrics:

There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple or two or three went on a spree one day
We had a bob or two which we knew how to blew
And the beer and whiskey flew and we all felt gay.
We visited McCann's McIllmann's Humpty Dan's.
We then went into Swann's our stomachs for to pack.
We ordered out a feed, which indeed we did need
And we finished it with speed but we still felt slack.

Johnny McEldoo turned red, white and blue
When a plate of Irish stew he soon put out of sight
He shouted out "Encore" with a roar for some more
That he never felt before such a keen appetite
He ordered eggs and ham, bread and jam, what a cram!
But him we couldn't ram though we tried our level best
For every thing we brought, cold or hot mattered not,
It went down him like a shot, but he still stood the test

He swallowed tripe and lard, by the yard, we got scared
We thought it would go hard when the waiter brought the bill
We told him to give o'er, but he swore he could lower
Twice as much again and more before he had his fill
He nearly supped a trough full of broth says McGrath,
"He'll devour the tablecloth if you don't hold him in
When the waiter brought the charge, McEldoo felt so large
He began to scowl and barge and his blood went on fire

He began to curse and swear tear his hair in despair
And to finish the affair called the shopman a liar
The shopman he drew out, and no doubt, he did clout
McEldoo he kicked about like an old football
He tattered all his clothes, broke his nose, I suppose
He'd have killed him with a few blows in no time at all

McEldoo began to howl, and to growl, by my sowl
He threw an empty bowl at the shopkeeper's head
It struck poor Mickey Flynn, peeled the skin off his chin
And the ructions did begin and we all fought and bled
The peelers did arrive, man alive, four or five,
And at us they made a drive for us all to march away.
We paid for all the mate, that we ate, stood a trate,
And went home to ruminate on the spree that day.

[seafoid]

Stereolab , the way will be opening


Total insubordination
Complete revolt, formal sabotage
Still it must be stressed that on this point
There is no room for compromise
Faint, all our crime is crime of physical setting
Except inside the mind (All inside the mind)
How come more and more futile
The American dream is the fertilize? (oh the fertilize)
Nothing at all can be expected
Except for the use of violence
Nothing at all can be changed if
Evolution turned us to silence
Confrontations clearing the way
Will be opening (will be opening)
Not as end in itself
But as a beginning (as a beginning


and


You say you`d like children
But you couldn't eat a whole one


Bell  x1

[ross4life]

Bob Seger Turn The Page great lyrics for any band on the road traveling

On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
You just wish the trip was through

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page

Best divorce song ever?  The Winner Takes It All ABBA

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

LYRICS of Hollaback Girl must be one of the worst?

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
Again, the shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S

[Orior]

LYRICS of Hollaback Girl must be one of the worst?

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
Again, the shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S

True, but its a good song though, and Gwen is a fox.

[ross4life]

Bruce Springsteen Born In The U. S. A. Lyrics & to think the USA military use this song when going into battle, Don McLean American Pie/Vincent lyrics & Roy Orbison Crying are other favourites

And i wouldn't recommend Papa Roach Last Resort lyrics to Children 

[Puckoon]

The weight of lies will bring you down, and follow you to every town
'Cause nothing happens here that doesnt happen there
So when you run, make sure you run
To something and not away from
'Cause lies don't need an aeroplane to chase you down

The weight of Lies: The Avett Brothers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxHw5e1H10A

[ross4life]

LYRICS of Hollaback Girl must be one of the worst?

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
Again, the shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S

True, but its a good song though, and Gwen is a fox.

She's back now with No Doubt so her music should improve & indeed Orior at 40 & an mother of 4 she's still looking good

[Puckoon]

Orior is 40?  I thought she was younger than that.

[bossanova]

here goes, first post.

my fav line from a song ever. :you know your gonna lose and gambling for fools but thats the way i like it baby, i don't want to live forever:

worst lyric of all time has to come from the westlife legend B McFadden.

Picnics in the garden and the children they can play. The first day of the summer and I'll laze here all the day. We,ll invite the family round and drink some English tea, and i raise up my finger and watch football on TV.

from real to me. possibly the worst song ever to come out of Ireland.

[ross4life]

Where's me Jumper? Sultans of Ping

My, brother, knows, Karl Marx,
He met him eating mushrooms in the peoples park,
He said 'What do you think about my manifesto?'
'I like a manifesto, put it to the test-o.'

Took it straight down to meet the anarchist's party.
I met a groovy guy, he was arty farty,
He said 'I know a little latin man a cus man a kai'
I said 'I don't know what it means' he said 'neither do I'

Eat natural foods, bathe twice daily,
Fill your nostrils up with gravy.
Don't drink tea and don't drink coffee.
Cover your chin in yorkshire toffee.

[ross4life]

Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTJ7AzBIJoI

[muppet]

Where's me Jumper? Sultans of Ping

My, brother, knows, Karl Marx,
He met him eating mushrooms in the peoples park,
He said 'What do you think about my manifesto?'
'I like a manifesto, put it to the test-o.'

Took it straight down to meet the anarchist's party.
I met a groovy guy, he was arty farty,
He said 'I know a little latin man a cus man a kai'
I said 'I don't know what it means' he said 'neither do I'

Eat natural foods, bathe twice daily,
Fill your nostrils up with gravy.
Don't drink tea and don't drink coffee.
Cover your chin in yorkshire toffee.

Have to say I always loved that.

Possibly my all-time worst line from a song -  from Horse With No Name by America:

"There were plants and birds and rocks and things ..."

That song had some dingers in it

"The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz..."
"The heat was hot.."
"In the desert you can remember your name cause there aint no one for to give you no pain.."
"The ocean is a desert with it's life underground and a perfect disguise above"

[bossanova]

Bob Seger Turn The Page great lyrics for any band on the road traveling

On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
You just wish the trip was through

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page

Best divorce song ever?  The Winner Takes It All ABBA

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

LYRICS of Hollaback Girl must be one of the worst?

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
Again, the shit is bananas
B A N A N A S
This shit is bananas
B A N A N A S

metallica do a class cover of that song turn the page.

[ross4life]

Bob Seger Turn The Page great lyrics for any band on the road traveling

metallica do a class cover of that song turn the page.

Indeed they do & they sang it at Marlay Park last year (lucky enough to be there  )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkAjZt4YZDc

[5 Sams]

Christy at his best...



Born in the middle of the afternoon
In a horsedrawn carriage on the old A5
The big twelve wheeler shook my bed,
"You can't stay here" the policeman said.
CHORUS
You'd better get born in some place el
So move along, get along, Move along, get along
Go! Move! Shift!
Born in the common by a building site
Where the ground was rutted by the trail of wheels
The local Christian said to me,
"You'll lower the price of property."
CHORUS
Born at potato picking time
In a noble tent in a tatie field.
The farmer said, "The work's all done
It's time that you was moving on."
CHORUS
Born at the back of a hawthorn hedge
Where the black hole frost lay on the ground.
No eastern kings came bearing gifts.
Instead the order came to shift.
CHORUS
The eastern sky was full of stars
And one shone brighter than the rest
The wise men came so stern and strict
And brought the orders to evict
CHORUS
Wagon, tent or trailer born,
Last month, last year or in far off days.
Born here or a thousand miles away
There,s always men nearby who'll say
CHORUS
Six in the morning out in Inchicore
The guards came through the wagon door.
John Maughan was arrested in the cold
A travelling boy just ten years old.
CHORUS
Mary Joyce was living at the side of the road
No halting place and no fixed abode.
The vigilantes came to the Darndale site
And they shot her son in the middle of the night.