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Initial post: 12 May 2012 09:41:11 BDT
...I don't want no more of your tricks
I'm gonna get some concrete mix
and fill your back door up with bricks
and you better be there waiting
'til I get my business fixed...

(what 'business' is the great Lee Brilleaux refering to..)

Posted on 12 May 2012 10:32:47 BDT
Last edited by the author on 12 May 2012 10:33:11 BDT
Gordon Dent says:
I can see the kitchen light
From the road where I park my bike
And it's dark there, as it often is these days.
And the gloomy living-room
Really needs a dust and broom
But I can't brush your memory away.

(finished marital business for Billy Bragg)

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 10:36:34 BDT
Brass Neck says:
People were standing, all around
At a shot gun wedding, here in this town
And I'm a victim oh yea
of a shotgun wedding
Cause your fathers got a gun
and there ain't no place to run
Shotgun wedding and oh listen to me

(Roy C fondly remembers his nuptials)

Posted on 12 May 2012 10:40:36 BDT
Post Soviet says:
Can't see any sense yet.
(coz I'm Post Soviet?)

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 11:00:57 BDT
I've been dazed and confused
for so long now
it just aint true

(same boat as you, PS)

Posted on 12 May 2012 11:03:42 BDT
Martin says:
The lady in red
Is darncing with me
Cheek to cheek
I just can't believe
This beauty by my side

(neither can we - what crap taste she has)

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 11:04:17 BDT
Last edited by the author on 12 May 2012 11:06:04 BDT
Brass Neck says:
There's a Red House over yonder
That's where my baby stays
There's a Red House over yonder, baby
That's where my baby stays

(me too - just posting & hoping)

Posted on 12 May 2012 11:10:52 BDT
Last edited by the author on 12 May 2012 11:11:48 BDT
Charlieost says:
I wish the ape a lot of sucess
I'm sorry my apartments a mess
Most of all I'm sorry that I made you blue
I'm betting the gorilla will too.

And he is. Ha ha. Well said Warren.

Songs of love and loss?

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 11:27:19 BDT
I can see clearly now, the fog has gone ;-)

(some form of logic appears to be presenting itself)

Posted on 12 May 2012 12:00:55 BDT
easytiger says:
Erm..
Just an urban gorilla lookin for some fun
Just an urban gorilla and i'm gonna kill someone.
Cockney Rejects
Is that it?

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:03:45 BDT
Brass Neck says:
I think I'm sophisticated
'Cos I'm living my life like a good homosapien
But all around me everybody's multiplying
Till they're walking round like flies man
So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages
in the zoo man
'Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees
I am an ape man

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:08:59 BDT
nephran says:
In reply to KO1973jwu

Grocer Jack
Grocer Jack
Don't let us down
Oh no, Oh no-oo

Who's Jack letting down?

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:11:39 BDT
Brass Neck says:
Good of you to ignore all the intervening posts LOM! :(

Posted on 12 May 2012 12:14:43 BDT
Last edited by the author on 12 May 2012 12:17:22 BDT
easytiger says:
Tag Brasso
The birds in the sky would be sad and lonely
If they knew that I'd lost my one and only
They'd be sad, don't be bad to me
The leaves on the trees would be softly sighin
If they heard from the breeze that you left me cryin'
They'd be sad, don't be bad to me

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:15:07 BDT
nephran says:
Sorry Brass...

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:17:49 BDT
Brass Neck says:
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:20:37 BDT
nephran says:
High-high
Like a bird in the sky
Like an Eagle i soar on the breeze
High-high
Got a feeling so high,
Over forests and mountains and seas,
I can go anywhere that i please.

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:26:07 BDT
Brass Neck says:
There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:40:55 BDT
Johnny Bee says:
He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

Posted on 12 May 2012 12:41:33 BDT
easytiger says:
Well I didn't know what I should do
To help myself get over you
And mend this heart of mine.
So I took my axe and walked around
Until I knew that I had found
The perfect piece of pine.

Well I took my axe and walked around.
I sized it up, girl, and I cut it down.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 12:47:35 BDT
Last edited by the author on 12 May 2012 12:47:59 BDT
Brass Neck says:
On a mountain in Virginia stands a lonesome pine
just below is the cabin home of a little girl of mine
her name is June and very , very soon ,She'll belong to me
for I know she's waiting there for me 'neath that lone pine tree

In the blue ridge mountains of Virginia on the trail of the lonesome pine
in the pale moonshine our hearts entwine
where she carved her name and I carved mine
O'h June , like the mountains I'm blue
like the pine I'm lonesome for you
In the blue ridge mountains of Virginia
on the trail of the lonesome pine

Posted on 12 May 2012 12:54:36 BDT
Val H. says:
My shotgun it is loaded, and it's hidden in the cabin,
It's hidden in the cabin, and the evening's growing chilled.
My mouth is dry, my hands are moist, and if someone tries to stop me,
Someone tries to stop me, I am ready now to kill.
Oh this little patch of dirt, oh this little pile of stones
I can wash the dust from off my face and skin
But this earth is in my bones.

Posted on 12 May 2012 13:23:58 BDT
Johnny Bee says:
I got my finger on the trigger
But I don't know who to trust
When I look into your eyes
There's just devils and dust
We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie
Home's a long, long way from us
I feel a dirty wind blowing
Devils and dust

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 13:26:58 BDT
Brass Neck says:
Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassurin'
He told me, Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin'
But when the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin'
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powder and the finger
Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
Think of me as one you'd never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love,
I know I'll miss her.

In reply to an earlier post on 12 May 2012 13:29:52 BDT
Johnny Bee says:
Now I'm dying here in Albuquerque
I must be the sorriest sight you ever saw
You know the reason I'm the only one here to tell it
You know that Indian girl she wasn't an Indian she was the law

(Cowboy Movie - David Crosby)
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