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  • JohnV
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    • Sep 2014
    • 64

    #1411
    Moody Blues “Question” 1970



    Why do we never get an answer
    When we're knocking at the door
    With a thousand million questions
    About hate and death and war?

    'cause when we stop and look around us
    There is nothing that we need.
    In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.

    Why do we never get an answer
    When we're knocking at the door?
    Because the truth is hard to swallow
    That's what the war of love is for.

    It's not the way that you say it
    When you do those things to me.
    It's more the way that you mean it
    When you tell me what will be.

    And when you stop and think about it
    You won't believe it's true.
    That all the love you've been giving
    Has all been meant for you.

    I'm looking for someone to change my life.
    I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
    And if you could see what it's done to me
    To lose the love I knew
    Could safely lead me through.

    Between the silence of the mountains
    And the crashing of the sea
    There lies a land I once lived in
    And she's waiting there for me.

    But in the grey of the morning
    My mind becomes confused
    Between the dead and the sleeping
    And the road that I must choose.

    I'm looking for someone to change my life.
    I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
    And if you could see what it's done to me
    To lose the love I knew
    Could safely lead me to
    The land that I once knew.
    To learn as we grow old
    The secrets of our souls.

    It's not the way that you say it
    When you do those things to me.
    It's more the way you really mean it
    When you tell me what will be.

    Why do we never get an answer
    When we're knocking at the door
    With a thousand million questions
    About hate and death and war?

    When we stop and look around us
    There is nothing that we need.
    In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.
    "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
    With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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    • JohnV
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      • Sep 2014
      • 64

      #1412
      Moody Blues rock
      "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
      With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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      • JohnV
        Email problem

        • Sep 2014
        • 64

        #1413
        Depeche Mode “Route 66” 1987



        Well if you ever plan to motor west
        Travel my way
        Take the highway that's the best
        Get your kicks on Route 66

        Well it winds from Chicago
        To LA
        More than two thousand miles
        All the way
        Get your kicks on Route 66

        Well it goes to St. Louis
        Down to Missouri
        Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty
        You'll see Amarillo
        Gallup, New Mexico
        Flagstaff, Arizona
        Don't forget Winona
        Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino

        If you get hip to this kind of trip
        And go take that California trip
        Get your kicks on Route 66

        Well it goes to St. Louis
        Down to Missouri
        Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty
        You'll see Amarillo
        Gallup, New Mexico
        Flagstaff, Arizona
        Don't forget Winona
        Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino

        If you get hip to this kind of trip
        And go take that California trip
        Get your kicks on Route 66
        "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
        With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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        • JohnV
          Email problem

          • Sep 2014
          • 64

          #1414
          Led Zeppelin “When the levee breaks” 1971



          If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
          When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.

          Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
          Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
          Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.

          Don't it make you feel bad
          When you're tryin' to find your way home,
          You don't know which way to go?
          If you're goin' down South
          They go no work to do,
          If you don't know about Chicago.

          Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
          Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
          When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.

          All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
          Thinkin' about me baby and my happy home.
          Going, going to Chicago... Going to Chicago... Sorry but I can't take you...
          Going down... going down now... going down....
          "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
          With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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          • JohnV
            Email problem

            • Sep 2014
            • 64

            #1415
            Pink Floyd “Waiting for the Worms” 1979(minus any offensive words)



            Ooooh, you cannot reach me now
            Ooooh, no matter how you try
            Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
            Walk on by.

            Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
            Waiting for the worms to come.
            In perfect isolation here behind my wall
            Waiting for the worms to come.
            We're [waiting to succeed] and going to convene outside Brixton
            Town Hall where we're going to be...
            Waiting to cut out the deadwood.
            Waiting to clean up the city.
            Waiting to follow the worms.
            Waiting to put on a black shirt.
            Waiting to weed out the weaklings.
            Waiting to smash in their windows
            And kick in their doors.
            Waiting for the .........
            To strengthen the strain.
            Waiting to follow the worms.
            Waiting to turn on the showers
            And fire the ovens.
            Waiting for the……...
            Waiting to follow the worms.

            Would you like to see Britannia
            Rule again, my friend?
            All you have to do is follow the worms.
            Would you like to send our ......
            Home again, my friend?

            All you need to do is follow the worms.
            "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
            With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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            • JohnV
              Email problem

              • Sep 2014
              • 64

              #1416
              Eminem “Without me” 2002

              WARNING LANGUAGE!!!



              Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
              Two trailer park girls go round the outside
              Round the outside, round the outside
              Two trailer park girls go round the outside
              Round the outside, round the outside
              Guess who's back
              Back again
              Shady's back
              Tell a friend
              Guess who's back, guess who's back
              Guess who's back, guess who's back
              Guess who's back, guess who's back
              Guess who's back
              I've created a monster
              'Cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
              They want Shady, I'm chopped liver
              Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give you
              A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor
              Some vodka that will jump start my heart quicker
              Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
              By the doctor when I'm not co-operating
              When I'm rockin' the table while he's operating
              You waited this long, now stop debating
              'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
              I know that you got a job Ms.Cheney
              But your husband's heart problem's complicating
              So the FCC won't let me be
              Or let me be me, so let me see
              They try to shut me down on MTV
              But it feels so empty, without me
              So, come on and dip, bum on your lips
              Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits
              And get ready, 'cause this shit's about to get heavy
              I just settled all my lawsuits, fuck you Debbie
              Now this looks like a job for me
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              I said, "This looks like a job for me"
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              Little Hellions, kids feelin' rebellious
              Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis
              They start feelin' like prisoners helpless
              'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, bitch
              A visionary, vision of scary
              Could start a revolution, pollutin' the airwaves
              A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
              In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my ass
              And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe
              For you to see so damn much of my ass
              You asked for me? Well I'm back
              Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna
              Enter in, endin' up under your skin like a splinter
              The center of attention, back for the winter
              I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
              Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting
              Testing, attention please
              Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
              Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
              A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
              Now this looks like a job for me
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              I said, "This looks like a job for me"
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with
              Anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shit
              Chris Kirk Patrick, you can get your ass kicked
              Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
              And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
              You 36 year old baldheaded fag, blow me
              You don't know me, you're too old, let go
              It's over, nobody listen to techno
              Now let's go, just gimme the signal
              I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
              I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
              Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol
              But sometimes the shit just seems
              Everybody only wants to discuss me
              So this must mean I'm disgusting
              But it's just me, I'm just obscene
              No I'm not the first king of controversy
              I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
              To do black music so selfishly
              And used it to get myself wealthy
              There's a concept that works
              Twenty million other white rappers emerge
              But no matter how many fish in the sea
              It'll be so empty, without me
              Now this looks like a job for me
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              I said, "This looks like a job for me"
              So everybody, just follow me
              'Cause we need a little, controversy
              'Cause it feels so empty, without me
              Hum-die-la-la-la
              Hum-die-la-la-la
              La-la-la-la
              La-la-la-la x2
              Kids!

              "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
              With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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              • JohnV
                Email problem

                • Sep 2014
                • 64

                #1417
                Pink Floyd “One of my turns” 1979



                Day after day, love turns grey
                Like the skin of a dying man
                Night after night, we pretend it's all right
                But I have grown older and
                You have grown colder and
                Nothing is very much fun any more.

                And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
                I feel cold as razor blade
                Tight as a tourniquet
                Dry as a funeral drum,
                Run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left
                You'll find my favourite axe
                Don't look so frightened
                This is just a passing phase
                Just one of my bad days
                Would you like to watch T. V.?
                Or get between the sheets?
                Or contemplate the silent freeway?
                Would you like something to eat?
                Would you like to learn to fly?
                Would you like to see me try?
                Would you like to call the cops?
                Do you think it's time I stopped?
                Why are you running away?
                "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
                With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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                • JohnV
                  Email problem

                  • Sep 2014
                  • 64

                  #1418
                  Rocky Horror Picture Show “Time Warp” 1975



                  (Riff Raff) It's astounding
                  Time is fleeting
                  Madness takes it's toll...
                  (Magenta) Ahh...
                  (Riff Raff) But listen closely...
                  (Magenta) Not for very much longer...
                  (Riff Raff) I've got to keep control.
                  I remember doing the Time Warp.
                  Drinking those moments when
                  The blackness would hit me.
                  (Riff Raff & Magenta) And the void would be calling.
                  (Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  (Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.
                  (Guests) And then a step to the right.
                  (Narrator) With your hand on your hips.
                  (Guests) You bring your knees in tight.
                  But it's the pelvic thrust.
                  They really drive you insane.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  (Magenta) It's so dreamy
                  Oh, fantasy free me
                  So you can't see me
                  No not at all.
                  In another dimension
                  With voyeuristic intention.
                  Well secluded I see all...
                  (Riff Raff) With a bit of a mind flip...
                  (Magenta) You're into a time slip...
                  (Riff Raff) And nothing can ever be the same.
                  (Magenta) You're spaced out on sensation.
                  (Riff Raff) Like you're under sedation.
                  (Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  (Columbia) Well, I was walking down the street
                  Just having a think
                  When a snake of a guy
                  Gave me an evil wink.
                  Well it shook me up
                  It took me by surprise
                  He had a pick-up truck
                  And the devil's eyes
                  He stared at me
                  And I felt a change
                  Time meant nothing
                  Never would again.
                  (Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  (Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.
                  (Guests) And then a step to the right.
                  (Narrator) With your hands on your hips.
                  (Guests) You bring you knees in tight.
                  But it's the pelvic thrust...
                  That really drives you insane
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again
                  (Columbia) Ah! Oh! Oh! Yeoooww...
                  Ahhhh.
                  (Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  (Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.
                  (Guests) And then a step to the right.
                  (Narrator) With your hands on your hips.
                  (Guests) You bring your knees in tight.
                  But it's the pelvic thrust
                  They really drive you insane.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again.
                  Let's do the Time Warp again
                  "Why do we never get an answer, when we're knocking at the door
                  With a thousand million questions, about hate and death and war?"

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                  • Blurock
                    Diamond Member

                    • May 2010
                    • 4203

                    #1419
                    TRibute to Elvis.

                    Excellence is not a skill; its an attitude...

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                    • Blurock
                      Diamond Member

                      • May 2010
                      • 4203

                      #1420
                      I used this song (blues version) for my first audition to play in a real band. This is such a classic, they never even noticed the mistakes...

                      Excellence is not a skill; its an attitude...

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                      • Blurock
                        Diamond Member

                        • May 2010
                        • 4203

                        #1421
                        Another classic and favourite at gigs.

                        Excellence is not a skill; its an attitude...

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                        • Blurock
                          Diamond Member

                          • May 2010
                          • 4203

                          #1422
                          Some late night Blues to chill by and ease the mind.

                          Excellence is not a skill; its an attitude...

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                          • Blurock
                            Diamond Member

                            • May 2010
                            • 4203

                            #1423
                            A truly classic song

                            Excellence is not a skill; its an attitude...

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                            • Citizen X
                              Diamond Member

                              • Sep 2011
                              • 3411

                              #1424
                              Originally posted by Vanash Naick
                              Hand on your heart: Kylie Minogue: 1988

                              Britney Spears went straight from the Mickey Mouse club to the strip club!!!! To play slut is very easy, you simply have to take off your clothes on stage, now where’s the trill there! What cannot be seen is far more revealing and compelling than what can be seen..

                              “Girly Girl!!” I personally like girly girl in a woman! To pull off girly girl in a music video is a daunting task especially if you’ve got that stripper slutty attitude

                              “Girly girl is a slang term for a girl or woman who chooses to dress and behave in an especially feminine style, such as wearing pink, using make-up, dressing in skirts, dresses and blouses, and talking about relationships and other activities which are associated with the traditional gender role of a girl.

                              Though the term is sometimes used as a term of disdain, it can also be used in a more positive way, particularly in terms of exploring one of a range of gender positions. Being a 'girly girl' can then be seen as a fluid and partially embodied position - a form of discourse taken up, discarded or modified for tactical/strategic ends.[1]

                              In 1988 Kylie Minogue had to pull off “ Girly Girl,’ in an authentic manner in the 80’s music video “ Hand on your heart.” This involved various facial expressions, all sorts of bodily movements and genuine ‘girly girl, attitude! The obligatory hand movements and her punch line, “ Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t need my love??”

                              She didn’t have to parade in her underwear to crate sex appeal. My eyes were in the usual places, cleavage and groin area! It’s a guy thing!

                              I proudly give you a textbook example of “ Girly Girl.”



                              “Put your hand on your heart and tell me
                              That we're through, ooh
                              Oh, put your hand on your heart
                              Hand on your heart


                              Well it's one thing to fall in love
                              But another to make it last
                              I thought that we were just beginning
                              And now you say we're in the past
                              Oh, look me in the eye
                              And tell me we are really through

                              You know it's one thing to say you love me
                              But another to mean it from the heart
                              And if you don't intend to see it through
                              Why did we ever start
                              Oh, I wanna hear you tell me
                              You don't want my love

                              Put your hand on your heart and tell me
                              It's all over
                              I won't believe it till you
                              Put your hand on your heart and tell me
                              That we're through, ooh

                              Oh, put your hand on your heart
                              Hand on your heart


                              They like to talk about forever
                              But most people never get the chance
                              Do you wanna lose our love together
                              Do you find a new romance
                              Oh, I wanna hear you tell me
                              You don't want my love

                              Oh, put your hand on your heart
                              Hand on your heart

                              look me in the eye
                              And tell me we are really through”




                              [1] Vide Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girly_girl#mw-head. Accessed 3 November 2012

                              Originally posted by Vanash Naick on 5 September 2014
                              I had a unique opportunity with this thread to revisit songs of my youth. Almost all of them have embedded memories.

                              This will be my final(maneo) post on this thread ‘old school music is cool.’ Please feel free to post your favourite old school classics.




                              I lied! Sue me!!

                              Apparently some of my detractors feel that ‘real men,’ shouldn’t listen to Kylie Minogue! Suffice to say it, I don’t like Kylie Minogue, I love her. These songs take me back to my teenage years.

                              "Hand on Your Heart" received favorable from most music critics. Chris True from All music highlighted the song as an album standout. Digital Spy gave it a favorable review, highlighting it by saying "Put it this way... this piece is a wee bit late because it's hard to type while re-enacting the 'Hand On Your Heart' dance routine."[1]

                              This song was a number 1 hit in the UK in 1989. The album from whence it came sold over 5 million copies. 5 million of us can’t be wrong

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                              If loving bubble-gum pop is a crime, then I'm guilty


                              Album cover[2]


                              [1] Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hand_on_Your_Heart. Accessed 13 November 2014

                              [2] Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hand_on_Your_Heart. Accessed 13 November 2014
                              “Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm." Winston Churchill
                              Spelling mistakes and/or typographical errors I found in leading publications.
                              Click here
                              "Without prejudice and all rights reserved"

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                              • Citizen X
                                Diamond Member

                                • Sep 2011
                                • 3411

                                #1425
                                Bob Marley and the Wailers:Bad Card:1980:Album:Uprising: Lyrics and Video
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                                It’s not how you start the race, it’s how you finish the race! A journey of a 1000 miles starts with the first step!



                                “Falstaff,” you may be tired of seeing my face, but I’m afraid you can’t get me out of the human race or the academic race. I’m in it to win it




                                “You a-go tired fe see me face;
                                Can't get me out of the race.
                                Oh, man, you said I'm in your place
                                And then you draw bad card -
                                A-make you draw bad card,
                                And then you draw bad card.

                                Propaganda spreading over my name;
                                Say you wanna bring another life to shame.
                                Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
                                and then you draw bad card (draw bad card);
                                A-make you draw bad card (draw bad card);
                                A-make you draw bad card.

                                I want to disturb my neighbour,
                                'Cause I'm feeling' so right;
                                I want to turn up my disco,
                                Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! -
                                In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style,
                                In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style.

                                'Cause we guarding the palace so majestic;
                                Guarding the palace so realistic!

                                Them a-go tired to see we face (oh yeah!),
                                Me say them can't get we out of the race;
                                Oh, man, it's just a big disgrace.
                                The way you draw bad card (draw bad card);
                                The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves);
                                The way you draw bad card (draw bad card);
                                A-make you draw bad card (draw bad card);
                                A-make you draw bad card -
                                In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style,
                                In a rub-a-dub style”

                                Album cover[1]
                                Video source[2]



                                [1]Wikipedia:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uprisin...ilers_album%29. Accessed 13 November 2014

                                [2]Youtube:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8z7zxLZ1_0Y. Accessed 13 November 2014
                                “Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm." Winston Churchill
                                Spelling mistakes and/or typographical errors I found in leading publications.
                                Click here
                                "Without prejudice and all rights reserved"

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