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    Europe and a little bitty immigration.

    Here we stand or here we fall
    History won't care at all
    Make the bed, light the light
    Lady mercy won't be home tonight

    Yeah, you don't waste no time at all
    Don't hear the bell but you answer the call
    It comes to you as to us all
    Hey, we're just waiting
    For the hammer to fall - yeah

    Oh every night, and every day
    A little piece of you is falling away
    But lift your face, the western way, baby
    Build your muscles as your body decays

    Yeah, toe your line and play their game
    Yeah, let the anaesthetic cover it all
    Till one day they call your name
    You know it's time for the hammer to fall - yeah

    Rich or poor or famous for
    Your truth it's all the same - oh no - oh no
    Oh lock your door but rain is pouring
    Through your window pane - oh no - yeah
    Baby now your struggle's all vain

    Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

    For we who grew up tall and proud
    In the shadow of the mushroom cloud
    Convinced our voices can't be heard
    We just wanna scream it louder and louder and louder

    What the hell we fighting for ?
    Ah, just surrender and it won't hurt at all
    You just got time to say your prayers
    Eh, while you're waiting for the hammer to hammer to fall
    Hey, yes, it's starting to fall eh, hammer, you know
    Yeah, hammer to fall, wooh, ah, hey, eh woowoo, ha eh hammer
    Waiting for the hammer to fall baby
    Yeah yeah while you're waiting for the hammer to fall
    Give it to me one more time









    I said yeah, listen what I say
    I said hear me now, listen what I say

    I said stick it up mister
    Hear what I say sir
    Get your hands in the air, sir
    And you will get no hurt mister
    Do what I say sir
    Just what I mean sir
    Get your hands in the air, sir
    And you will get no hurt mister

    Second thing they say I must join the office (?)

    Third thing they say, son - give me your number
    He'd say "what's your number?"
    I don't answer
    He'd say "what's your number, man?"
    He'd say "WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER, NOW?"
    I said "5446, that's my number..."





    "Can you tell me where my country lies?"
    said the unifaun to his true love's eyes.
    "It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe
    - for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.

    "Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd.
    "Old man dies!" The note he left was signed 'Old Father Thames'
    - it seems he's drowned;
    selling england by the pound.

    Citizens of Hope & Glory,
    Time goes by - it's the 'time of your life'.
    Easy now, sit you down.
    Chewing through your Wimpey dreams,
    they eat without a sound;
    digesting england by the pound.

    Young man says 'you are what you eat' - eat well.
    Old man says 'you are what you wear' - wear well.
    You know what you are, you don't give a damn;
    bursting your belt that is your homemade sham.

    The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
    - join the dance ....
    Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould.
    Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
    Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
    Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.

    There's a fat old lady outside the saloon;
    laying out the credit she plays Fortune.
    The deck is uneven right from the start;
    all of their hands are playing apart.

    The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
    - join the dance ....
    Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go.
    You're the show!
    Off we go with: - You play the hobbyhorse,
    I'll play the fool.
    We'll tease the bull
    ringing round & loud, loud & round.
    Follow on! With a twist of the world we go.
    Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
    Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
    Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.













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    Clearly, the lyrics from the Toots track do not match what Buster Bloodvessel was singing.

    We shouldn't complain though,
    it's copyright protected.

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    Farewell and adieu unto you Spanish ladies
    Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
    For it's we've received orders for to sail for old England
    But we hope very soon we shall see you again
    We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
    We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
    Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
    From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

    We hove our ship to with the wind at sou'west, boys
    We hove our ship to, our soundings to see
    So we rounded and sounded; got forty-five fathoms
    We squared our main yard and up channel steered we

    Now the first land we made it is called the Deadman
    Next Ram Head off Plymouth, off Portland the Wight
    We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlee and Dungeness
    Till we came abreast of the South Foreland Light

    Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor
    All in the Downs that night for to lie
    Then it's stand by your stoppers, see clear your shank-painters,
    Haul all your clew garnets, let tacks and sheets fly

    Now let every man toss off a full bumper
    And let every man drink off a full glass
    And we'll drink and be merry and drown melancholy
    Singing, here's a good health to each true-hearted lass


    (Some of the above lyrics have been sung wrong by the singers of the below.)




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    sorry cant green you for the squirrel

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    any one who posts more than 3 lines needs redding!

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    Otis?...

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    Quote Originally Posted by Kurgen
    any one who posts more than 3 lines needs redding!
    Anyone who snorts more than 3 lines needs more.

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    Quote Originally Posted by withnallstoke View Post
    Farewell and adieu unto you Spanish ladies
    Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
    For it's we've received orders for to sail for old England
    But we hope very soon we shall see you again
    We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
    We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
    Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
    From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

    We hove our ship to with the wind at sou'west, boys
    We hove our ship to, our soundings to see
    So we rounded and sounded; got forty-five fathoms
    We squared our main yard and up channel steered we

    Now the first land we made it is called the Deadman
    Next Ram Head off Plymouth, off Portland the Wight
    We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlee and Dungeness
    Till we came abreast of the South Foreland Light

    Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor
    All in the Downs that night for to lie
    Then it's stand by your stoppers, see clear your shank-painters,
    Haul all your clew garnets, let tacks and sheets fly

    Now let every man toss off a full bumper
    And let every man drink off a full glass
    And we'll drink and be merry and drown melancholy
    Singing, here's a good health to each true-hearted lass


    (Some of the above lyrics have been sung wrong by the singers of the below.)

    And of course those actually sung by tars were a bit more colourful..

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