― Seymour Grass, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:31 (twenty years ago)
― Seymour Grass, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:33 (twenty years ago)
― zappi (joni), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:35 (twenty years ago)
3. The Gnome - PInk Floyd
"a gnome named grimble grumble"
― mrjosh (mrjosh), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:37 (twenty years ago)
― mrjosh (mrjosh), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:38 (twenty years ago)
― The Mad Puffin, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:55 (twenty years ago)
― sibsi (sibsi), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:55 (twenty years ago)
― Jay-Kid (Jay-Kid), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:56 (twenty years ago)
I think this is a good publishing idea. All those mojo-reading rock'n'roll dads out there would go for it.
― Jonathan Z. (Joanthan Z.), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:59 (twenty years ago)
― mnm, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:01 (twenty years ago)
― Seymour Grass, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:11 (twenty years ago)
Joanna Newsom - Bridges and Balloons ? (or Sadie, for that matter)
― Hurting (Hurting), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:17 (twenty years ago)
― aldo_cowpat (aldo_cowpat), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:27 (twenty years ago)
― p.j. (Henry), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:30 (twenty years ago)
doesn't she mention Cair Paravel (a place in the Narnia books) in the lyrics?
― zappi (joni), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:30 (twenty years ago)
I've actually never read the Narnia books.
― Hurting (Hurting), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:32 (twenty years ago)
― Ian Riese-Moraine (Eastern Mantra), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:08 (twenty years ago)
― Joseph McCombs (Joseph McCombs), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:12 (twenty years ago)
― Snappy (sexyDancer), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:15 (twenty years ago)
― nickn (nickn), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:23 (twenty years ago)
― Curious George Rides a Republican (Rock Hardy), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:27 (twenty years ago)
Harry Chapin, "Flowers Are Red"
Vicki Lawrence, "The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia"
― Joseph McCombs (Joseph McCombs), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:33 (twenty years ago)
There's a place your mother goes when everybody else is soundly sleeping. Through the lights of Beacon Street and if you listen you can hear her weeping. She's weeping. Cause the gentlemen are calling and the snow is softly falling on her petticoats. And she's standing in the harbor and she's waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat. See how they approach. With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping. A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming. And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket calls for maidenhead. And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a bundle and she's laid in bed on the upper deck. And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned. Til at last she's satisfied the lot of the marina's teeming minions and their opinions. And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or kin or she'll end up dead. And they throw her dirty dollars and return her to the habor where she goes to bed and this is how your fed.
So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother. And the next time she tries to feed you collard greens -- remember what she does when you're asleep.
― nabisco (nabisco), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:34 (twenty years ago)
― nabisco (nabisco), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:35 (twenty years ago)
― nickn (nickn), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:40 (twenty years ago)
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 22:59 (twenty years ago)
― shookout (shookout), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 23:02 (twenty years ago)
"Death to everyone/Is gonna come"
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 23:11 (twenty years ago)
― The Mad Puffin, Wednesday, 2 February 2005 16:11 (twenty years ago)
And it was made into a kid's book!
― Ian Riese-Moraine (Eastern Mantra), Wednesday, 2 February 2005 17:26 (twenty years ago)
― peter smith (plsmith), Wednesday, 2 February 2005 18:05 (twenty years ago)
― Mickey (modestmickey), Wednesday, 2 February 2005 19:31 (twenty years ago)
The phone rings in the middle of the night My father yells what you gonna do with your life Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one But girls they want to have fun
That's all they really want Some fun When the working day is done Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl And hide her away from the rest of the world I want to be the one to walk in the sun Oh girls they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want Some fun When the working day is done Oh girls just want to have fun, They want to have fun, They want to have fun...
― Aaron A., Thursday, 17 February 2005 03:15 (twenty years ago)