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In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 17:39:23 BDT
Brass Neck says:
Mississippi Queen
If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen
She taught me everythin'

Way down around Vicksburg
Around Louisiana way
Lived a Cajun lady
Aboard the Mississippi Queen

(Mountain)

Posted on 13 May 2012 17:41:41 BDT
If you go to a party and she ain't there,
People let me tell you that your party's nowhere!

KC & the Sunshine Band

Posted on 13 May 2012 17:45:48 BDT
Lez Lee says:
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
Spends her light on the Bayou
But she don't come to see
She's the one that makes my dreams
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me

Train

In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 17:46:28 BDT
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In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 19:24:24 BDT
nocheese says:
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waitin' to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'll be mine

Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 19:37:54 BDT
Brass Neck says:
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,but my head's in Mississippi.
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,but my head's in Mississippi.
The blues has got a hold of me.
I believe I'm gettin' dizzy.

(ZZ Top)

In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 20:33:39 BDT
nocheese says:
Dizzy, I'm so dizzy my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool it never ends
And it's You girl makin' it spin
You're making me dizzy

(Tommy Roe)

In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 22:25:34 BDT
Last edited by the author on 13 May 2012 22:50:12 BDT
Breathe through the heats of our desire
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm.

Posted on 13 May 2012 23:25:47 BDT
Lez Lee says:
Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound
In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat
On the silent sea we have heard the sound
That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet.

Under the mile off moon we trembled listening
To the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound
And when the salt sheet broke in a storm of singing
The voices of all the drowned swam on the wind.

Dylan Thomas, music by John Cale

In reply to an earlier post on 13 May 2012 23:48:24 BDT
nephran says:
And outside the WIND is blowing
Through the thoughts in my mind.
Thinking a feeling is growing.
But inside my heart I'm alone..

(Wet Wet Wet)

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 00:32:10 BDT
Wonderful bathos, LOM.

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 00:42:47 BDT
nephran says:
Thanks Dennis..I always try to keep things common..

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 01:41:59 BDT
Last edited by the author on 14 May 2012 01:46:22 BDT
My enthusiasm for your contribution was genuine, Steven. Lez's post wasn't an easy one to follow, and I speak as one who tried to follow it.

Anyway, you've given me an opportunity to slip in some Smokey Robinson, and I'm going to seize it:

"Like a snowball rolling down the side of a snow-covered hill,
it's growing.
Like the size of the fish that the man claims broke his reel,
it's growing."

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 02:13:05 BDT
nocheese says:
Like a streak of lightnin' flashing 'cross the sky
Like the swiftest arrow whizzing from a bow
Like a mighty cannonball he seems to fly
You'll hear about him everywhere you go
The time will come when everyone will know
The name of.....Champion the wonder horse

Posted on 14 May 2012 09:07:08 BDT
easytiger says:
Follow me, follow, see what you see
I'll take somewhere where you've never been
High on a mountain, deep down in the sea
To faraway lands, you can travel with me

I'm Pegasus, the flying horse
I'm Pegasus, the flying horse
Hollies

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 09:13:51 BDT
In September my cousin tried reefer for the very first time.
Now he's doing horse; it's June.

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 09:15:51 BDT
Daddy Coull says:
Jimmy Brown, made of stone
Charlie clown, no way home
Bring on the dancing horses
Headless and all alone
Shiver and say the words
Of every lie you've heard

(Echo & The Bunnymen)

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 09:31:55 BDT
Last edited by the author on 14 May 2012 09:34:47 BDT
Ice-blue silver sky fades into grey,
to a grey hope that, oh,
yearns to be
headless and bible-black.

(I'm afraid that the Dylan Thomas is being served up corrupted this time -- and corrupted twice over at that: first by Fripp et al, then by me.)

Posted on 14 May 2012 10:24:15 BDT
Val H. says:
And the train has turned into a ship that is sailing away
And the platform is a beach full of shells under silvery grey
And the girl on the beach is an English Prime Minister's daughter
And she watches the ship disappear at the edge of the water
And it feels like the pain in her heart will be never-ending
And everyone feels this way in the beginning

Al Stewart

Posted on 14 May 2012 10:30:50 BDT
In America you'll get food to eat,
Won't have to run through the jungle
And scuff up your feet.
You'll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day:
It's great to be an American.

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 10:53:29 BDT
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In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 10:57:38 BDT
Johnny Bee says:
No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one and see what happens

We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they're spiteful and they're hateful
They don't respect us-so let's surprise them
We'll drop the big one and pulverize them

In reply to an earlier post on 14 May 2012 10:58:44 BDT
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Posted on 14 May 2012 11:41:41 BDT
Last edited by the author on 14 May 2012 13:04:12 BDT
Lez Lee says:
Enola Gay, you should have stayed at home yesterday
Aha words can't describe the feeling and the way you lied

These games you play, they're gonna end in more than tears someday
Aha Enola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this way

It's 8:15, and that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you're coming home

Enola Gay, is mother proud of a little boy today
Aha this kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade away

Posted on 14 May 2012 11:46:33 BDT
easytiger says:
Ooh baby, I hear how you spend night-time:
Wrapped like candy in a pure blue neon glow.
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away and radiate.

Ooh baby, watchful lines vibrate soft in brainwave time.
Silver pictures move so slow.
Golden tubes faintly glow.
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