bigskygal wrote:BoSox fans are so much more civilized:
Sweet Caroline
Where it began,
I can't begin to knowin'
But then I know it's growing strong
Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along.
Hands, touchin' hands
Reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would
But now I...
...look at the night
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two.
And when I hurt,
Hurtin' runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when holding you?
Warm, touchin' warm
Reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined,
To believe they never would
Oh, no, no
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Caroline,
I believe they never could
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Caroline...
Too sappy! Much better:
I'm wanna tell you a story
I'm wanna tell you about my town
I'm gonna tell you a big fat story, baby
Aww, it's all about my town
Yeah, down by the river
Down by the banks of the river Charles
Aw, that's what's happenin' baby
That's where you'll find me
Along with lovers, buggers and thieves
Aw, but they're cool people
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you're my home
Oh, you're the number one place
Frustrated women (I mean they're frustrated)
Have to be in by twelve o'clock (oh, that's a shame)
But I'm wishin' and a hopin', oh
That just once those doors weren't locked
I like to save time for my baby to walk around
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you're my home (oh yeah)
'Cause I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston you're my home (oh, yeah)
Well I love that dirty water (I love it, baby)
I love that dirty water (I love Boston)
I love that dirty water
These are the times that try men's souls
In the course of our nation's history
The people of Boston have rallied bravely
Whenever the rights of men have been threatened
Today a new crisis has arisen
The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the MTA
Is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population
In the form of a subway fare increase
Citizens, hear me out, this could happen to you
Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA
Well, did he ever return?
No he never returned and his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
And he's the man who never returned
Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel"
Charlie couldn't get off of that train
But did he ever return?
No he never returned and his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Now, all night long Charlie rides through the station
Crying, "What will become of me?
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea
Or my cousin in Roxbury?"
But did he ever return?
No he never returned and his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Charlie's wife goes down to the Sculley Square station
Every day at quarter past two
And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumbling through
But did he ever return?
No he never returned and his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Pick it Davey, kind of hurts my fingers
Now, ye citizens of Boston
Don't you think it's a scandal
How the people have to pay and pay?
Fight the fare increase, vote for George O'Brian
Get poor Charlie off the MTA
Or else he'll never return
No he'll never return and his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
He's the man who never returned
He's the man who never returned
He's the man who never returned
Ain't you, Charlie?
I do like the other two, but as a Boston song, oh yeah - much better!
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“I ask no favor for my sex. All I ask of our brethren is that they take their feet off our necks.” ~ Ruth Bader Ginsburg, paraphrasing Sarah Moore Grimké
Why, why, why, Chris Bryant? The senior Labour MP wants Welsh rugby fans to stop singing Tom Jones's great yowling anthem Delilah.
Mr Bryant says it glorifies violence and is 'about the murder of a prostitute', therefore can be held partly responsible for the rise in domestic violence incidents after matches.
Rightly, he is concerned about attacks on women and piously informs us that the song, which Jones himself belts out before rugby matches in his homeland, 'goes right to the heart of the issues we are discussing'.
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
... and there's that snappy number by the lovable lads from Liverpool...
I'd rather see you dead little girl
than to be with another man
You'd better keep your head little girl
or I won't know where I am
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end ah little girl
I notice Paul never did favour that one in his many live shows, Wings and post-Wings
For Christianity, by identifying truth with faith, must teach-and, properly understood, does teach-that any interference with the truth is immoral. A Christian with faith has nothing to fear from the facts
Oh, there's two pages! I just went and got my glasses to read a D&D comic my son's wife put up on FB - come back and .... egg on face!
But re Paul, did he never do any Beatles songs other than his own - I did not know that, sir.
For Christianity, by identifying truth with faith, must teach-and, properly understood, does teach-that any interference with the truth is immoral. A Christian with faith has nothing to fear from the facts
I saw a video of Paul singing A Day In The Life as part of a medley that also included Give Peace a Chance. I also saw him do Strawberry Fields. He does that and plays George's song Something at concerts at the point when he acknowledges his former bandmates.
I do remember reading John saying that he hated his song, 'Run For Your Life'. That was of course after he met Yoko and became a female supporting artist.
For Christianity, by identifying truth with faith, must teach-and, properly understood, does teach-that any interference with the truth is immoral. A Christian with faith has nothing to fear from the facts
For Christianity, by identifying truth with faith, must teach-and, properly understood, does teach-that any interference with the truth is immoral. A Christian with faith has nothing to fear from the facts
