I'm a Closet Niel Diamond fan LOL

Listen easy, you can hear God calling
Walking barefoot by the stream
Come on to me, Your hair's softly falling
On my face as in a dream
And the time will be our time
And the grass won't pay no mind

Saying nothing, lying where the sun is
Baking down upon our sides
My lips touch you, with their soft wet kisses
Your hands gentle in reply
And the time will be our time
And the grass won't pay no mind

Child, touch my soul with your cries
And the music will know what we've found
I, hear a hundred good-byes
But today I hear only one sound
The moment we're living is now
Now now now now now now now

Young bird flying, and a soft wind blowing
Cools the sweat inside my palms
Close my eyes, hear the flowers growing
As you lay sleeping in my arms
And the time will be our time
And the grass won't pay no mind
No the grass won't pay no mind

Neil Diamond

Great song, Dano! :o)

Listen.....I want everyone on BK to enjoy the Musc DB and post freely regarding music...but thats where the discussion should remain....musc...lyrics...the history etc.

Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly and
to sing in the rain.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

LATER.
I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.

So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.

LATER.
See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.

QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.

LATER
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.

Do you believe in the day? Do you?
Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.

So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

OF COURSE
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

AD is right...Hank Sr. didn't want his son to be referred to as Hank Williams Jr....and liked the name he heard...it was the name of a ventriloquist dummy a friend of his had.

Then why are you posting nonsense? No posts have been copied from here since you & Bill didn't allow them. I wanted my voice to be heard. And it will be. :o)

I do not see any reason for people to run andcopy posts from here to general when this is a public board...I love Purple and NUFF SAID...this board is for all those who want to post thier fav music and discus musc...not question oer topics

I think each discussion has it's own trivia. Sports trivia in Sports, Books trivia in books, I wouldn't know how Trivia would work in stories though

I will in no way delete any songs that are posted on the Music DB.....only blatant personal attacks will be removed whether they are directed at the moderators or any other member of the site.

Hank William Jr

PhotographyLady..I didn't know I was debating about pawns?

Here are the lyrics to Redneck Woman....

Points given to who knows the person she refers to as "ol Bocephus" in the song.

Agreed and that is why we are letting stuff in that we find distasteful but one of the features of the DB is to discuss music and that allows for opinions pro and con. Tony Bennet is great and rap sucks in my opinion but both are allowed here as long as it is not obscene. Who decides what is obscene? On here Kammy does and I can live with that.

♪♫♪♫Tinky winky.....,
Dipsy.......,
Lala......,
Po..,
Tellytubbies,
Tellytubbies,
say eh ohhhhhh ♪♫♪♫

Song took a lot to think up I bet.
My favourite to laugh at is Tinky winky, and its not because of his handbag ;o)

Of course unless it's obscene or attempts to mock or belittle specific real people. Even those who have displayed a less than normal taste in music have been allowed to post as long as they stay within those guidelines. Kammy hopes to minister to the delusional tonight if her time permits. LOL edited for typo

Can we put any songs on we like???

LMAO@AD

Title: Are You Big Enough?
Walked the streets at night
Head low
To cross the borderline
That only you know
Then inside your room
You'll show
The man you did not want to be
Chorus:
Are you big enough?
Are you losing your touch?
And if you walk away
Don't you know you'd better change
From these early days
Don't want to let go
You'd climb the stairs of change
To her room
Held those clothes so soft
Was it so good
To paint the face the scars of youth?
Chorus

Asia

I just woke up and I can see it now
It's never been this close before
Tried to tell myself I didn't care
Crying out why am I here
There's no point in me hiding
And only now I can see

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Something deep inside said move away
Try to leave what's good behind
And I still ask myself
Why I let it go
All these years were wasted time
There's no point in me hiding
And only now I can see

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Cause I never told you
That I could never live without it
Now the blame's on me

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Everyday now
Everyday now
The blame's gonna fall on me

Cause I never knew the feeling
And it changed me and I never knew

Cause I never knew the feeling
And it changed me and I never knew

Well, you give me all your lovin' and your turtle dovin',
All your hugs and kisses and your money too.
Well, you know you love me baby, until you tell me, maybe,
That some day, well, i'll be through, well ...
That'll be the day, when you say good-bye,
Yes, that'll be the day, when you make me cry.
Oh you say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie 'cos
That'll be the day when i die.
When cupid shot his dart he shot it at your heart
So if we ever part and i leave you
You say you told me and you told me boldly
That someday well, i'll be through
Chorus

Buddy Holly

You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

If you don't take her out tonight
You're gonna find her gone (You're gonna find her gone)
And I will take her out tonight
And I will treat her kind (I'm gonna treat her kind)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

If you don't treat her right, my friend
You're gonna find her gone (You're gonna find her gone)
And I will treat her right, and then
You'll be the lonely one (You're not the only one)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose... (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

I'll make a point of takin' her away from you (Watch what you do) yeah
The way you treat her, what else can I do?

[GUITAR] (You're gonna lose that girl)
[GUITAR] (You're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose... (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)

I'll make a point of takin' her away from you (Watch what you do) yeah
The way you treat her, what else can I do?

If you don't take her out tonight
You're gonna find her gone (You're gonna find her gone)
And I will take her out tonight
And I will treat her kind (I'm gonna treat her kind)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lo-o-ose that girl (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose that girl)
You're gonna lose (Yes, yes, you're gonna lose) that girl


The Beatles

Oh I love that song AD!!!
I am going to go round singing Achy Breaky Heart

but not your version !LOL

I wish I'd written that last one! ;)

Funny as it seems, I like pork and beans,
I love to sit and eat 'em in the dark.
I'm just a gassy feller, my underwear turns yeller,
when I blow a big ol' smelly fart!

Well, well, well -- let's go to Taco Bell,
and slam down ten burritos, extra hot!
Then it starts to happen, I can feel my butt cheeks flappin',
I hold my nose and give it all I got.

(CHORUS) So if you want my fart, my big ol' smelly fart,
just come a little closer if you can.
But watch out for my fart, my big ol' smelly fart,
It just might blow up and kill the band!

Ev'ry time I get the chance I like to practice flat-chu-lance,
aint nothin' like a good distended bow'l.
And when I'm really rollin' I just blow it out my colon,
women scream and dogs begin to howl.

It's a panic I'm creatin' when my blue jeans start inflatin',
God, I hope nobody lights a match!
The crowd is headin' for the door, guess they can't take it anymore.
I'm alone here with my big ol' smelly fart.

(CHORUS repeats with gas noises...)

"I Dit It" Based on the performance by Dave Mathews Band
"I Dit It ( Da Fart Song)" Parody by Ghetto John & Monaco Chris

Ghetto John AnD MoNaCo ChRiS r bAcK this songs sucks, so tell us where are you goin

I'm mixing up a bunch of white castles
A magic pattie smoke of fire
some lotion that'll rock, the rocks and socks
And make a bomb of farts and blow it up

I did it
i just let a fart?
I did it
smelly as sarge
I did it
i farted it was wrong
I did it
Yeah

I never took a single tum that made me take a dump
To change the ugly things of the OHHHHHH!!!
I didn't know it felt so HOT IN HERRRRE!!
I didn't BLEW it all
I opened up the WINDOWS
my teachers nose flares, the teeth flash and crawl
But I ate some smoesers
I just did it for the buzz, OHHHHHHH!!!

It's a burger for a bun for what I've done
The truth is that the smell really stinks
For such a lovely crap I'll do the time
You better clog me up I'll do it again

I did it
i just let a fart?
I did it
smelly as sarge
I did it
i farted it was wrong
I did it
Yeah

I never took a single tum that made me take a dump
To change the ugly things of the OHHHHHH!!!
I didn't know it felt so HOT IN HERRRRE!!
I didn't BLEW it all
I opened up the WINDOWS
my teachers nose flares, the teeth flash and crawl
But I ate some smoesers
I just did it for the buzz, OHHHHHHH!!!


All you people are the sewers of our dreams
Like the cat that peed on me:

Oh, what I gotta say to you
You got farts
Don't turn em down
Turn em up
Let embuild
We got a long way to go
But you, ya gotta start somewhere

Go close the door
Spread the poop you got
You got the farts
You get what you want
Does it matter where you get it from?
I for one
Don't turn my butt cheek for anyone
Unturn your butt cheek to give your love
Love to grow

I did it
i just let a fart?
I did it
smelly as sarge
I did it
i farted it was wrong
I did it
Yeah, yeah, yeah


I told you, I told you I did
I did it
Guilty as charged
I did it
I told you, I told you I did
I did it
Yeah

I never took a single tum that made me take a dump
To change the ugly things of the OHHHHHH!!!
I didn't know it felt so HOT IN HERRRRE!!
I didn't BLEW it all
I opened up the WINDOWS
my teachers nose flares, the teeth flash and crawl
But I ate some smoesers
I just did it for the buzz, OHHHHHHH!!!

It has come to my attention that there were some very off topic posts including personal attacks on here while I was offline. Let it be known here and now that any and all posts that are not pertaining to the correct topic will be deleted. Also if any individual decides to attempt any personal attacks on ANY member of BK will be banned from this DB indefinitely.

Also...most importantly no matter how many times people attempt to launch personal attacks on Purple and myself....it will NEVER work...Purple and I welcome any and all interesting posts regarding music, the history of music etc. But hateful, derogatory, and off topic posts will be removed from the board.

Your cheatin' heart will make you weep
You'll cry and cry and try to sleep
But sleep won't come the whole night through
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.

When tears come down like fallin' rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.

Your cheatin' heart will pine someday
And crave the love you threw away
The time will come when you'll be blue
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.

When tears come down like fallin' rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.

Shadowy Figure ... the misc Trivia Board idea sounds great! Trivia is a cool learning tool plus one can have a great time 'learning' while having fun at the same time. That my friends doesn't always happen when one actually attends school!

SkyKing & Purple:
ie., Debate on Pawns posting on message boards

As you can tell, I'm a Pawn & there for awhile I wasn't able to post here any longer, whereas last year around September time (page 8 and up...), I could. Don't know what & why the changes came about but I can tell you that I'm happy to be able to post here again!
Pawns rock too!

Yeah, c'mon

When the music's over
When the music's over here
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

When the music's over
When the music's over
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I got some friends inside

The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends alive she cried
Waiting for me outside

Before I sink into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly

Come back, baby
Back into my arms

We're getting tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around
With our heads to the ground

I hear a very gentle sound
Very near
Yet very far
Very soft
Yet very clear
Come today
Come today

What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?

Ravaged and plundered
And ripped her
And bit her
Stuck her with knives
In the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences
And dragged her down

I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground—
We want the world and we want it,
We want the world and we want it, now
Now? Now!

Persian night! babe
See the light! babe
Save us!
Jesus!
Save us!

So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the light
Turn out the light

For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end

So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the light
Turn out the light


The Doors

dont like it then Purple?

Fencer might approve a Trivia DB for all but my understanding of the Music DB is that it be limited to music (discussion, trivia about music, posting songs etc) and pawns are welcome to post music related subjects here too. I may have misunderstood the suggestion and if so I apologize. I would like to see pawns be able to post on all publc boards.

It would be a good way to have pawns who can't get into Quizmasters Asylum

GREAT I welcome all input and thank you al for the interest....time to liven the board up a bit again :)

Great Idea is right ... when do we start?

Great Idea

I was thinking about running some musical trivia on the DB....if anyone is interested please feel free to voice your interest here TY :)

yes that was a pretty good movie been a while since i have seen it.

I remember that from the movie "The Lady In Red"