As Robinson Crusoe said
Long Good Friday
Are you ready?
Oh, it's been getting so hard
Living with the things you do to me, aha
My dreams are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see
Oh, I see a man at the back
As a matter of fact, his eyes are as red as a sun
And a girl in the corner, let no one ignore her
'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one
Oh, yeah, it was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
I'm reaching out for something
Touching nothing is all I ever do
Oh, I softly call you over
When you appear there's nothing left of you, aha
Now the man in the back
Is ready to crack as he raises his hands to the sky
And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner
She could kill you with a wink of her eye
Oh yeah, it was electric
So frantically hectic
And the band started leaving
'Cause they all stopped breathing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Oh yeah, it was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ooh, it's, it's a ballroom blitz
It's, it's a ballroom blitz
It's, it's a ballroom blitz
Yeah, it's a ballroom blitz
Nice HD footage of the lads here, for all you Sweet lovers.
Friday night; filling me with dread and confusion since 2008
A birra Slade?
Yam'll love this.
Poor bastards had to travel up north to play this.
Fucking youth of today.Originally Posted by somtamslap
All they can do is fritter their inheritance and then write about it.
Somtamslap; emptying me of bread and jam since way before he was a famous and successful published writer with quids in the bank.
Somtamslaps most loyalist supporter, with coffers so empty that the bones of granny rattle in the wind.
Pure lyric masters they wereOriginally Posted by withnallstoke
I give you
Nazareth.
Made my willy dribble.
In similar ilk, anybody remember pant spunking to Joe Walshes Rocky Mountain Way?
Spent the last year
Rocky Mountain way
Couldn't get much higher
Out to pasture
Think it's safe to say
Time to open fire
And we don't need the ladies
Cryin' 'cause the story's sad
'Cause the Rocky Mountain way
Is better than the way we had
Whoa-oh-oh
Well, he's tellin' us this
And he's tellin' us that
Changes it ev'ry day
Says it doesn't matter
Bases are loaded
And Casey's at bat
Playin' it play-by-play
Time to change the batter
And we don't need the ladies
Cryin' 'cause the story's sad, uh huh
Rocky Mountain way
Is better than the way we had
Yeah-ah-ah
Ram Jam?
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Black Betty had a child (bam-ba-lam)
The damn thing gone wild (bam-ba-lam)
She said "I'm worryin' outta mind" (bam-ba-lam)
The damn thing gone blind (bam-ba-lam)
I said Oh, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Oh, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
She really gets me high (bam-ba-lam)
You know that's no lie (bam-ba-lam)
She's so rock steady (bam-ba-lam)
And she's always ready (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
She's from Birmingham (bam-ba-lam)
Way down in Alabam' (bam-ba-lam)
Well, she's shakin' that thing (bam-ba-lam)
Boy, she makes me sing (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, Black Betty
BAM-BA-LAM
I don't need you mama
I just need your love
I'm here for loving so take it
While I'm good enough
I just need your
Love
Seems I've waited longer than I've ever done
My mind is getting evil and my body's numb
Woman can I come?
Woman can I come to you?
'Cos I need your love
Yes I need your love
I don't need you mama
I just need your love
I'm here for loving so take it
While I'm good enough
I just need your
Love
Seems I've waited longer than I've ever done
My mind is getting evil and my body's numb
Woman can I come?
Woman can I come to you?
'Cos I need your love
Yes I need your love
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
No one speaks
And no one tries
No one flies around the sun
Cloudless every day you fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.
Well it's ear again.
And so another Friday rolls into town.
Done anything since last Friday?
Have a bit of a listen to this whilst you have a crisis. No need to do the whole album, but it is satrongly reccomended.
A bit of mullarky, dressed up as a navy lark.
Heard a few, and sung a few versions of this, but this one tickled oi fancy.
Been here?
"My Best Friend's Girl"
you're always dancing down the street
with your suede blue eyes
and every new boy that you meet
he doesn't know the real surprise
here she comes again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
she'll make you flip
here she comes again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
you kinda like the way she dips
she's my best friend's girl
she's my best friend's girl
and she used to be mine
you've got your nuclear boots
and your drip dry glove
and when you bite your lip
Let the good times roll.
Back in sunny Birmingham,
Where the wogs outnumber us ten to one.
Skinheads will bash them.
Oh yeah. Skinheads will bash them.
I fink the skins missed a few.
Are we on the air yet?
"Evil Ways"
You've got to change your evil ways... baby
Before I stop loving you.
You've go to change... baby
And every word that I say, it's true.
You've got me running and hiding
All over town.
You've got me sneaking and peeping
And running you down
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change... baby.
When I come home... baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You're hanging eround... baby
With Jean and Joan and a who knows who
I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around
I'll find somebody, who won't make me feel like a clown
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change
A jolly good evening to all the deaf people out there, and welcome to the Friday night Teakdoor freakathon.Originally Posted by lom
Thanks to our good friend lom for kicking off this evenings adventure into never neverland.
Jackson can suck dick.
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