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spitfire421
posted on 11-14-2001 @ 10:20 AM      
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Registered: Dec. 00
forgot to add this song to my top five (ten)...

Van Morrison

INTO THE MYSTIC

We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when thst fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic

Come on girl...



Fortunately, I'm adhering to a pretty strict, uh, drug, uh, regimen to keep my mind, you know, uh, limber.


NEVER FORGET!!!
virgingrrl
and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me!
posted on 11-14-2001 @ 11:04 PM      
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Registered: Oct. 00
very nice Spit..that is by far my most favorite Van Morrison song, though it makes me think of the movie Immediate Family every time i hear it...

Gloria

She come around here about midnight
She come around here about midnight
Make me feel so good
Every night about midnight
Come around
Make me feel alright
Walking down the street
She knock on my door
Walking down the street
She knock on my door
Come in my room
Make me feel so good
Like a woman do
Well why do you make me feel alright
She's a natural born woman
Natural born soul sender
Natural born woman
Natural born soul sender
Come here about midnight, yeah! yeah!
Did I tell you about my baby
Well, she comes around
Five feet four
>From her head to the ground
Comes around here
Just about midnight
Makes me feel so good
Makes me feel alright
And her name is G . L . O . R . I . A
G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A
G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A
Gonna shout it every night
Gonna shout it every day

Oh, oh, oh midnight, midnight, midnight
She come around here
She makes me feel alright about midnight
Walking down on the street
Come knock on my door
Knock, knock on my door
Then come in my room
Make me feel alright
Feel, feel, feel, feel
Feel, feel, alright, alright
She's a sender, she's a lover
She's a sender, she's a killer

What's her name?
Her name is Gloria
G . L . O . R . I . A
G.L.O.R.I.A
Gonna shout it every night
Gonna shout it every day
G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A
I wanna shout it every night
I wanna shout it every day
And every day, and every day
And every day child
And every day child, every day
Makes me feel good
Feel, feel
Mamma look, feel, feel, so good
She's a sender, She's a sender





...what good is a poker face
when you've got an open hand
i was supposed to be cool about this
yeah
i remember
cool was the plan
tried to keep it all under wraps
but the wraps kept going slack
i keep turning round
i keep coming back...

crx girl
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Limey Mothercocker
posted on 11-14-2001 @ 11:22 PM      
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Registered: Oct. 00
quote:

though it makes me think of the movie Immediate Family every time i hear it...
weird, yours makes me think of the outsiders vg. anyway, i like this one:

Well it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'neath the color of October skies.
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low.

And all the nights magic, seems to whisper and hush,
And all the soft moonlight, seem to shine-In your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you-my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you-my love?

Well I wanna make love to you tonight,
I can't wait till the morning has come
And I know now the time is just right,
and straight into my arms you will run.
And when you come my heart will be waiting,
to make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true dear,
There and then I will make you my own.

And everytime i touch you-you just tremble inside
then i know how much you want to want me there-
you cant hide
Can I just have one more moondance with you-my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you-my love?
(SOLOS)

Well it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'neath the color of October skies.
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low.

And all the nights magic, seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight, seems to shine-In your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you-my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you-my love?
One more moondance with you... in the moonlight
on a magic night......
in the moonlight
on a magic night
can i just have one more moondance with you- my love




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virgingrrl
and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me!
posted on 11-14-2001 @ 11:27 PM      
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Registered: Oct. 00
quote:

weird, yours makes me think of the outsiders vg. anyway, i like this one


you beat me to it Crx...i was just about to edit my reply and say how Gloria reminds me of The Outsiders...great minds think alike :)

...what good is a poker face
when you've got an open hand
i was supposed to be cool about this
yeah
i remember
cool was the plan
tried to keep it all under wraps
but the wraps kept going slack
i keep turning round
i keep coming back...

Psycho Bitch
posted on 11-14-2001 @ 11:39 PM      
Psychopath
Registered: Jul. 01
That's soooo weird...I was gonna post Into the Mystic earlier :)

Oh well...some Brown Eyed Girl then


Hey where did we go,
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow,
Playin' a new game,
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin' and you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down the old mind
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing,
Hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding
All along the water fall, with you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing,
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
So hard to find my way,
Now that I'm all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My how you have grown,
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da.




Said there ain't no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had?

There's no mercy in a live wire... No rest at all in freedom...The choices we are given it's no choice at all...The proof is in the fire...You touch before it moves away...But you must always know how long to stay and when to go.
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posted on 11-15-2001 @ 2:20 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Aug. 00
Yea, sure I'm posting a Van Morrison song...


Wild Night


As you brush your shoes and stand before your mirror
And you comb your hair and grab your coat and hat
And you walk the streets trying to remember
All those wild nights breeze through your mind

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee the wild night is calling

All the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie woogie on the corner of the street
And the people passing by just stare with the wild wonder
And the inside jukebox roars just like thunder

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling

The wild --------night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee the wild night is calling




Funny how ev'rything was roses
When we held on to the guns

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posted on 11-15-2001 @ 2:45 AM      
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Registered: Aug. 01
And It Stoned Me

Half a mile from the county fair
And the rain came pourin' down
Me and Billy standin’ there
With a silver half a crown

Hands are full of a fishin’ rod
And the tackle on our backs
We just stood there gettin’ wet
With our backs against the fence

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Hope it don't rain all day

Chorus
And it stoned my to my soul
It stoned me just like jelly roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like goin’ home
And it stoned me

And the rain let up, and the sun came out
And we were gettin’ dry
Almost glad a pickup truck
Nearly passed us by

So we jumped right in and the driver grinned
And he dropped us up the road
And we looked at the swim, and we jumped right in
Not to mention fishin' poles

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Let it run all over me

[chorus]

On the way back home we sang a song
But our throats were gettin' dry
Then we saw the man from across the road
With the sunshine in his eye

Well, he lived all alone in his own little home
With a great big gallon jar
There were bottles two, one for me and you
And he said, "Hey, there you are"

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Get it myself from the mountain stream

[chorus]






Now I'm having a problem with my balls. Are they supposed to hang so low, or is there more gravity in my pants than I originally thought?
Freedom is worth fighting for.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. All my girlfriends have been blind.
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'Shrooomer
posted on 11-15-2001 @ 5:28 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Jun. 01
Tupelo Honey

You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me
Sail right around the seven oceans
Drop it straight into the deep blue sea
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey from the bee
You can't stop us on the road to freedom
You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see
Men with insight, men in granite
Knights in armor bent on chivalry
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey from the bee

You can't stop us on the road to freedom
You can't stop us 'cause our eyes can see
Men with insight, men in granite
Knights in armor intent on chivalry
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey from the bee

You know she's alright
You know she's alright with me
She's alright, she's alright (she's an angel)

You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me
Sail it right around the seven oceans
Drop it smack dab in the middle of the deep blue sea
Because she's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey from the bee

She's as sweet as tupelo honey
She's an angel of the first degree
She's as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like the honey, baby, from the bee
She's my baby, you know she's alright.....



Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.”
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Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.




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