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  • #179688

    Bruce Curtis
    Member

    xy-transit wrote:

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    I’ve been roaming around
    Always looking down at all I see
    Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach

    You know that I could use somebody
    You know that I could use somebody

    Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
    Countless lovers under cover of the street

    You know that I could use somebody
    You know that I could use somebody
    Someone like you

    Off in the night, while you live it up, I’m off to sleep
    Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
    I hope it’s gonna make you notice
    I hope it’s gonna make you notice

    Someone like me
    Someone like me
    Someone like me,

    Hey man, oh leave me alone, you know
    Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
    Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
    This mellow thighed chick’s just put my spine out of place

    Hey man, my schoolday’s insane
    Hey man, my work’s down the drain
    Hey man, well she’s like total blam-blam
    She said she had to squeeze it but she – and then she

    {Refrain}
    Don’t lean on me, man
    ‘Cause you can’t afford the ticket
    I’m back on Suffragette City
    Don’t lean on me man
    ‘Cause you ain’t got time to check it
    You know my Suffragette City
    Is outa sight, she’s all right

    Hey man, ah Henry, don’t be unkind, go ‘way
    Hey man, I can’t take you this time, no way
    Hey man, say droogie don’t crash here
    There’s only room for one and here she comes, here she comes

    {Refrain}

    Oh, don’t lean on me man
    ‘Cause you can’t afford the ticket
    I’m back on Suffragette City
    Well, don’t lean on me man
    ‘Cause you ain’t got time to check it
    You know my Suffragette City
    {Repeat}
    Is outa sight, whoa she’s all right

    My Suffragette City, my Suffragette City
    I’m back on Suffragette City
    I’m back on Suffragette City
    Whoo, Suffragette City, whoo, Suffragette City
    Ooh Ha, Suffragette City, ooh ha, Suffragette

    Aaaaaah, wham bam thank you ma’am

    My Suffragette City, my Suffragette City, right, all right
    My Suffragette City, ooh, mine, Suffragette City
    Oh, my Suffragette City, oh, my Suffragette City
    Oh, my Suffragette City, ah, Suffragette
    Suffragette!

    #179717

    Matt Baker
    Member

    Sunday bloody Sunday

    and I’ve gotta go to work

    shit

    the last 2 lines aren’t part of the song

    #179823

    I know exactly how you feel LC
    At work now, on a beautiful blue sky Sunday
    Have had heaps of rain over the past few days so I can only imagine how it would be to be out there throwing mud at our fellow riders :woohoo: :woohoo:
    Back to the grindstone :(
    Cheers
    Murph

    #179824

    Matt Baker
    Member

    It’s just another manic Monday
    I wish it was Sunday
    ‘Cause that’s my Funday
    My I don’t have to runday
    It’s just another manic Monday.

    Have to catch an early train, got to be to work by nine
    And if I had an air-o-plane, I still couldn’t make it on time
    Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
    Blame it on the train but the boss is already there.

    #179863

    Bruce Curtis
    Member

    LC4skin wrote:

    Quote:
    It’s just another manic Monday
    I wish it was Sunday
    ‘Cause that’s my Funday
    My I don’t have to runday
    It’s just another manic Monday.

    Have to catch an early train, got to be to work by nine
    And if I had an air-o-plane, I still couldn’t make it on time
    Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
    Blame it on the train but the boss is already there.

    You get up every morning
    From your alarm clock’s warning
    Take the 8:15 into the city
    There’s a whistle up above
    And people pushin’, people shovin’
    And the girls who try to look pretty

    And if your train’s on time
    You can get to work by nine
    And start your slaving job to get your pay
    If you ever get annoyed
    Look at me I’m self-employed
    I love to work at nothing all day

    And I’ll be…
    Taking care of business every day
    Taking care of business every way
    I’ve been taking care of business, it’s all mine
    Taking care of business and working overtime
    Work out!

    If it were easy as fishin’
    You could be a musician
    If you could make sounds loud or mellow
    Get a second-hand guitar
    Chances are you’ll go far
    If you get in with the right bunch of fellows

    People see you having fun
    Just a-lying in the sun
    Tell them that you like it this way
    It’s the work that we avoid
    And we’re all self-employed
    We love to work at nothing all day

    And we be…

    Take good care of my business
    When I’m away, every day whoo!

    [Repeat first 2 verses]

    Takin’ care of business [4x]

    Takin’ care of business [repeat, fade]

    #179876

    Matt Baker
    Member

    Tuesday I hate, oh Tuesday
    Ain’t no girls on the street
    Tuesday it ain’t good for nothing
    Drinking beer and watching TV

    #179928

    Bruce Curtis
    Member

    LC4skin wrote:

    Quote:
    Tuesday I hate, oh Tuesday
    Ain’t no girls on the street
    Tuesday it ain’t good for nothing
    Drinking beer and watching TV

    Windin’ your way down on Baker Street
    Light in your head and dead on your feet
    Well another crazy day
    You’ll drink the night away
    And forget about everything
    This city desert makes you feel so cold.
    It’s got so many people but it’s got no soul
    And it’s taking you so long
    To find out you were wrong
    When you thought it had everything

    You used to think that it was so easy
    You used to say that it was so easy
    But you’re tryin’
    You’re tryin’ now
    Another year and then you’ll be happy
    Just one more year and then you’ll be happy
    But you’re cryin’
    You’re cryin’ now

    Way down the street there’s a lad in his place
    He opens the door he’s got that look on his face
    And he asks you where you’ve been
    You tell him who you’ve seen
    And you talk about anything

    He’s got this dream about buyin’ some land
    He’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
    And then he’ll settle down there’s a quiet little town
    And forget about everything

    But you know he’ll always keep movin’
    You know he’s never gonna stop movin
    Cus he’s rollin’
    He’s the rollin’ stone

    And when you wake up it’s a new mornin’
    The sun is shinin’ it’s a new morning
    You’re goin’
    You’re goin’ home.

    #179951

    Matt Baker
    Member

    Sgt. Baker is my name
    I’m gonna teach you how to play the game
    Of warfare
    Suddenly it appears to me
    You got a bit much dignity
    For your own good, boy
    Yes sir, yes sir.

    #179952

    john morgan
    Member

    suddenly your seeing me
    just the way I am
    suddenly your hearing me
    so I`m talking just as fast as I can ,to you
    suddenly
    every part of me , needs to know every part you

    #180201

    Bruce Curtis
    Member

    morgo wrote:

    Quote:
    suddenly your seeing me
    just the way I am
    suddenly your hearing me
    so I`m talking just as fast as I can ,to you
    suddenly
    every part of me , needs to know every part you

    She’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means,
    Known one guy she’s for his eyes and only,
    He’s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely,
    Separates the pain by staying high and though she,
    Might just O.D. high price to go free,
    This aint living, listen it’s dying slowly,
    It’s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, don’t chase that feeling

    Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy,
    Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed,
    Aint jack for free, I think they’d try a tax to breathe,
    It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed,
    I take flight in the night from lack of sleep,
    Cause peace of minds the only time that we’re free,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling

    [Verse 3:]
    (Suffa)
    It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse,
    You try climb out the pit, they’ll try claw you back,
    Like back in the factory packing the shelves,
    It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me,
    Like ‘How’s your little old music thing going?’
    Now I’m like ‘How’s your bitter old loser shit going?’
    And I’m right, it’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I

    [Chorus:]
    And I’m a chase that feeling,
    Take that pain and replace that feeling,
    And I’m a take that healing then,
    Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man

    [Verse 4:]
    (Pressure)
    From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start,
    Forever aint enough when your state of the art,
    Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far,
    It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft,
    I’ve tailored every thread that bare the shape of my heart,
    Treating every breathe as my first and day as my last,
    It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling

    [Verse 5:]
    (Suffa)
    I ride the rails of a vinyl track,
    Fall into a trance and there aint no climbing back,
    Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops,
    They’re like forbidden fruits, I’m like can I get a bite of that?
    Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track,
    Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I

    [Chorus:]
    And I’m a chase that feeling,
    Take that pain and replace that feeling,
    And I’m a take that healing then,
    Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man

    [Verse 6:]
    At start of the summer,
    I’m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird,
    And I can hear the drummer,
    She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her,
    Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on,
    Roll up to the studio,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,

    #180261

    Greg
    Member

    Mr Blue wrote:

    Quote:
    She’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means,
    Known one guy she’s for his eyes and only,
    He’s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely,
    Separates the pain by staying high and though she,
    Might just O.D. high price to go free,
    This aint living, listen it’s dying slowly,
    It’s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, don’t chase that feeling

    Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy,
    Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed,
    Aint jack for free, I think they’d try a tax to breathe,
    It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed,
    I take flight in the night from lack of sleep,
    Cause peace of minds the only time that we’re free,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling

    [Verse 3:]
    (Suffa)
    It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse,
    You try climb out the pit, they’ll try claw you back,
    Like back in the factory packing the shelves,
    It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me,
    Like ‘How’s your little old music thing going?’
    Now I’m like ‘How’s your bitter old loser shit going?’
    And I’m right, it’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I

    [Chorus:]
    And I’m a chase that feeling,
    Take that pain and replace that feeling,
    And I’m a take that healing then,
    Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man

    [Verse 4:]
    (Pressure)
    From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start,
    Forever aint enough when your state of the art,
    Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far,
    It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft,
    I’ve tailored every thread that bare the shape of my heart,
    Treating every breathe as my first and day as my last,
    It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling

    [Verse 5:]
    (Suffa)
    I ride the rails of a vinyl track,
    Fall into a trance and there aint no climbing back,
    Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops,
    They’re like forbidden fruits, I’m like can I get a bite of that?
    Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track,
    Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
    It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I

    [Chorus:]
    And I’m a chase that feeling,
    Take that pain and replace that feeling,
    And I’m a take that healing then,
    Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man

    [Verse 6:]
    At start of the summer,
    I’m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird,
    And I can hear the drummer,
    She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her,
    Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on,
    Roll up to the studio,
    It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,

    I got a freaky old lady name a Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans.
    I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
    drivin my limousine.
    Now its all designed to blow our minds
    but our minds won’t really be blown
    like the blow that’ll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling Stone.

    TB

    #179401

    mike
    Member

    I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I’m wanted dead or alive

    #180294

    Greg
    Member

    Dusty wrote:

    Quote:
    I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I’m wanted dead or alive

    How does horse end up there dusty? :laugh:

    #180290

    Peter
    Member

    Trailboss wrote:

    Quote:
    I got a freaky old lady name a Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans.
    I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
    drivin my limousine.
    Now its all designed to blow our minds
    but our minds won’t really be blown
    like the blow that’ll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling Stone.

    TB

    If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out; cocaine.
    If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
    If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
    Don’t forget this fact, you can’t get it back; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    #180371

    Brett
    Member

    TB[/quote]

    If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out; cocaine.
    If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
    If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
    Don’t forget this fact, you can’t get it back; cocaine.
    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.

    She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.[/quote]

    Jackson Browne : Cocain
    e
    You take Sally and I’ll take Sue
    Their ain’t no difference between the two
    Cocaine, running all ’round my brain

    Headin’ down Scott, turnin’ up Main
    Looking for that girl that sells cocaine
    Cocaine, runnin’ all ’round my brain

    Late last night about a quarter past four
    Ladanyi come knockin’ down my hotel room door
    Where’s the cocaine–
    It’s runnin’ all ’round my brain

    I was talking to my doctor down at the hospital
    He said, “Son, it says here you’re twenty-seven,
    But that’s impossible
    Cocaine– you look like you could be forty-five”

    Now I’m losing touch with reality and I’m almost out of blow
    It’s such a fine line– I hate to see it go
    Cocaine, runnin’ all ’round my brain

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