Long time, no hear...

[jazz lady]

For Mr. Bomb Diggity Gasm...

Well I’m standing on the launch pad
Looking at the stars.
I’m waiting for the countdown to begin
I’m not sure where I’m going
No, I’ve no way of knowing

But when the signal comes
It’s 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
Baby I’m a spacehog
A spacehog, a spacehog, a spacehog

Well now I see the moon
We got here oh so soon
The earth looks very different from up here
I’m picking up strange signals
I hope I’ll be okay

But when the signal comes
It’s 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
Baby I’m a spacehog
A spacehog, a spacehog, a spacehog

 

[tomchamp]

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown,
engines on
Check ignition
and may God's love be with you

[spoken]
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control
to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule
if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating
in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past
one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating
round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.

 

[jazz lady]

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on

I just posted that a couple of weeks ago. I was going to bump it, but you saved me the trouble.

 

[tomchamp]

Sorry Jazz...just seems to fit Because Discovery is T-24 hours!

 

[jazz lady]

Sorry Jazz...just seems to fit Because Discovery is T-24 hours!

No, you misunderstood. I was going to bump it for Mr. Spacehog Gasm in honor of his trip to Cocoa Beach tomorrow and the opportunity to SEE the launch in person. No apology is necessary.

 

[Agee]

Written by: Harry Nilsson
Vocals & Electric Piano: Harry Nilsson
Drums: Richie Snare
Bass: Klaus Voorman
Acoustic Guitars: John Uribe, Cris Spedding, Peter Frampton
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Percussion: Richard Perry
Orchestra Arranged & Conducted by Paul Buckmaster

Bang, bang, shoot em' up, destiny
Bang, bang, shoot em' up to the moon
Bang, bang, shoot em' up one, two, three
(One, two, three, four!)
I wanted to be a spaceman
That's what I wanted to be
But now that I am a spaceman
Nobody cares about me
Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and around and around
Is all she ever say to me
I wanted to make a good run
I wanted to go to the moon
I knew that it had to be fun
I told 'em to send me real soon
I wanted to be a spaceman
I wanted to be it so bad
But now that I am a spaceman
I'd rather be back on the pad
Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and around and around
Is just a lot of lunacy
(Yeah!)
'Round and around and around and around and around
(So bring me back down)
'Round and around and around and around and around
Safe on the ground
Hey mother earth
Won't 'cha bring me back down
Safely to the sea
But 'round and around and around and around
Is all she ever say to me, yeah
You know I wanted to be a spaceman
That's what I wanted to be
But now that I am a spaceman
Nobody cares about me
Say, hey! You mother earth
You better bring me back down
I've taken just as much as I can
But around and around and around and around
Is the problem of a spaceman
(Ah's!)

 

[cattitude]

Just for you, AirBaby

She packed my bags last night
Pre-flight
Zero hour, nine a m
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then

I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight

And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a Rocket Man
Rocket Man burning out his fuse up here alone

And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a Rocket Man
Rocket Man burning out his fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did

And all this science
I don't understand
It's just my job, five days a week
A Rocket Man
Rocket Man

And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a Rocket Man
Rocket Man burning out his fuse up here alone

And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I'm a Rocket Man
Rocket Man burning out his fuse up here alone

And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time

 

[cattitude]

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six
Five, Four, Three, Two, One
Lift-off

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God’s love be with you

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here, am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom
Can you hear me, Major Tom
Can you hear me, Major Tom
Can you

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

 

[jazz lady]

Written by: Harry Nilsson
Vocals & Electric Piano: Harry Nilsson
Drums: Richie Snare
Bass: Klaus Voorman
Acoustic Guitars: John Uribe, Cris Spedding, Peter Frampton
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Percussion: Richard Perry
Orchestra Arranged & Conducted by Paul Buckmaster

Frampton before he was FRAMPTON. Very nice collaboration there.


My favorite Frampton song:

Shadows grow so long before my eyes
And they're moving across the page
Suddenly the day turns into night
Far away from the city
But don't hesitate 'cuz your love won't wait
Ooh baby I love your way (everyday)
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day
Moon appears to shine and light the sky
With the help of some fireflies
I wonder how they have the power to shine, shine, shine
I can see them under the pine
But don't hesitate'cuz your love won't wait
Ooh baby I love your way (everyday)
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day
But don't hesitate'cuz your love won't wait
I can see the sunset in your eyes
Brown and grey and blue besides
Clouds are stalking islands in the sun
I wish I could buy one out of season
But don't hesitate'cuz your love won't wait
Ooh baby I love your way (everyday)
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day
Ooh baby I love your way (everyday)
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day

:guitar:

 

[Agee]

Call Me The Breeze
Written by J.J. Cale

LS with some of thier best

 

[jazz lady]

a little def leppard to 'rocket' on out of here...

White lights, strange city, mad music
(all around)
Midnight, street magic, (ah) crazy people
(crazy sound)
Jack flash, rocket man
Sergeant pepper and the band
Ziggy, benny and the jets
Ah, take a rocket

We just gotta fly
(I can take you through the center of the dark)
We’re gonna fly
(on a collision course to crash into my heart)
I will be your, I will be your, I’ll be your
(rocket yeah satellite of love)
(rocket yeah satellite of love)
(rocket yeah satellite of love)

Rocket baby!
C’mon, I’ll be your satellite of love

Spotlight, magnetic, razor rhythm
(laser love)
Guitar, drums, load up, stun!
Jet black johnny b
Ah gene jenie, killer queen
Dizzy lizzy major tom
So c’mon

Rocket baby!
C’mon, we’re gonna fly

(rocket yeah!)

Guitar, drums, load up!
We’re gonna fly
(rocket yeah)
Satellite of love
We’re gonna fly
(rocket yeah)
Yeah!
Satellite of love
Rocket yeah!

 

[Agee]

Frampton before he was FRAMPTON. Very nice collaboration there.


My favorite Frampton song:

Shadows grow so long before my eyes
And they're moving across the page
Suddenly the day turns into night

:guitar:

I have a few,

But damn, with all of the praises for "Frampton Comes Alive" his music, went down the :flush: To Bad, so Sad!

 

[jazz lady]

I have a few,

But damn, with all of the praises for "Frampton Comes Alive" his music, went down the :flush: To Bad, so Sad!

I don't think he could ever live up to the success of that one album. Anything after that was just a disappointment in comparison.

 

[jazz lady]

Leavin’ home, out on the road
I’ve been down before
Ridin’ along in this big ol’ jet plane
I’ve been thinkin’ about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it’s all been done
Somebody’s tryin’ to make me stay
You know I’ve got to be movin’ on

Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay

Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people I’ve trusted
I’ve got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin’ high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven

Big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay

Touchin’ down in new england town
Feel the heat comin’ down
I’ve got to keep on keepin’ on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin’ around
And I’m goin’ with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don’t want to get caught up in any of that
Funky #### goin’ down in the city

Big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay

Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay

Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh, oh big ol’ jet airliner
Cause it’s there that I belong

:guitar:

 

[meangirl]

Finch​

Bitemarks and Bloodstains

"Meier may we be this way forever,
and tell me lover,
what will become of the others?"
Bones, skin, nails and flesh
On a bed of "lack of passion"
A medieval consequence

They worry you with all the talk of how you're not their kind
Now I'm stealing her body
and taking it home
There is always one more fall

Maladjusted you must trust me darling
Subsequently, you see, you deserve more than me
They bury you while wearing garments
Of funeral fire

Now I'm stealing her body
and taking it home
There is always one more fall
Now I'm stealing her body
and taking it home
There is always one more fall

This will hurt you
It's killing me (this is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
This will hurt you
It's killing me (this is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
It's killing me (this is the salt in my side, this is the thorn in my eye)
This will hurt you
And I will too, and i will

Bloodlust, bloodlust - for this girl
Bloodloss, bloodloss - for this boy
Bloodlust, bloodlust - for this girl
Bloodloss, bloodloss - for this boy, this boy
Another puncture wound
And once again, forgive my sins
Now I'm stealing her body
and taking it home
There is always one more fall
Now I'm stealing her body
and taking it home (this is forever)
There is always one more fall
This is forever

 

[meangirl]

The Killers​

All These Things That I've Done

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
...

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

 

[jazz lady]

winding down with dusty and a glass of wine...

Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it’s own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

 

[LooseTooth]

Forgive me, I'm departing and perhaps getting a bit obscure this evening...

love this icon -> :

"Head Like A Hole"

god money i'll do anything for you.
god money just tell me what you want me to.
god money nail me up against the wall.
god money don't want everything he wants it all.

[Bridge:]
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me

head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.

[Chorus:]
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

god money's not looking for the cure.
god money's not concerned with the sick amongst the pure.
god money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
god money's not one to choose

....

you know who you are.

 

[meangirl]

Forgive me, I'm departing and perhaps getting a bit obscure this evening...

love this icon -> :

"Head Like A Hole"

Good one Loose Tooth. I like Nine Inch Nails.

 

[LooseTooth]

Not a problem, meany. You're on quite the Killers trip, aren't you?

Going way out on the ledge now. If you don't like to rock out to Irish drinking songs performed by a punk rock band (bag-pipes notwithstanding) you need not tread any further down this post.

Rockin' this album right now....

DROPKICK MURPHYS LYRICS

"Walk Away"

So you say you fell in love
And you're gonna get married
Raise yourself a family
How simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you aint got the heart
to finish what you started

Yeah you fell in love
And you went and got married
Had yourself a family
How simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you aint got the heart
to finish what you started

The ones that you loved
The ones that you left behind
The ones you said you'd try to find
Are they tryin' to find you?
[x2]

Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you ain't got the heart
to finish what you started
You walked out that door
To find out where you belong
To fulfill your own selfish dreams
I think you might have forgotten

The ones that you loved
The ones that you left behind
The ones you said you'd try to find
Are they tryin' to find you?