I know what you meant! :D
You can sit at the front of the boat like a mermaid and order us about!
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No teenager, no waltz
Can't access paypal
Could be working anyway:(
I'm off to bed, so sweet dreams all.
Crackin Mossy. And leads me directly to Gil Scott Heron
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.
There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.
The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BS3QOtbW4m0
Saw a review of Gil Scott Heron's new album recently OW. Didn't know he'd been in prison etc. The Bottle is a brilliant song! :cool:
I will second that mossdog i had forgotten how good that was.It now on my favourites list.
How about this from our very own John Cooper Clarke HEALTH FANATIC
AROUND THE BLOCK - AGAINST THE CLOCK
TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK
RUNNING OUT OF BREATH - RUNNING OUT OF SOCKS
RUBBER ON THE ROAD... FLIPPETY FLOP
NON-SKID AGILITY... CHOP CHOP
NO TIME TO HANG ABOUT
WORK OUT HEALTH FANATIC... WORK OUT!
THE CRACK OF DAWN HE'S LIFTING WEIGHTS
HIS TELL-TALE HEART REVERBERATES
HE'S HIGH IN POLYUNSATURATES...
LOW IN POLYSATURATES...
THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH'S AWARD AWAITS
IT'S A MAN'S LIFE
HE'S A HEALTH FANATIC... SO WAS HIS WIFE
A ONE-MAN WAR AGAINST DECAY
ENJOYS HIMSELF THE HARD WAY
ALLOWS HIMSELF A MARS A DAY
HOW OLD AM I - WHAT DO I WEIGH
PUNCH ME THERE... DOES IT HURT... NO WAY
RUNNING ON THE SPOT DON'T GET TOO HOT
HE'S A HEALTH FANATIC, THAT'S WHY NOT
RUNNING THROUGH THE TRAFFIC JAM - TAKING IN THE LEAD
HYPERACTIVITY KEEPS HIM OUT OF BED
DEEP DOWN HE'D LIKE TO KICK IT IN THE HEAD
THEY'LL REGRET IT WHEN THEY'RE DEAD
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN FUN
HE'S A HEALTH FANATIC - HE'S GOT TO RUN
BEANS GREENS AND TANGERINES
AND LOW CHOLESTROL MARGARINES
HIS LIMBS ARE LOOSE, HIS TEETH ARE CLEAN
HE'S A HIGH-OCTANE FRESH-AIR FIEND
YOU'VE GOT TO ADMIT HE'S KEEN
WHAT CAN YOU DO BUT BE IMPRESSED
HE'S A HEALTH FANATIC... GIVE IT A REST
SHADOW BOXING - PUNCH THE WALL
ONE-A-SIDE FOOTBALL... WHAT'S THE SCORE... ONE-ALL
COULD HAVE BEEN A COPPER... TOO SMALL
COULD HAVE BEEN A JOCKEY... TOO TALL
KNEES UP, KNEES UP... HEAD THE BALL
NERVOUS ENERGY MAKES HIM TICK
HE'S A HEALTH FANATIC... HE MAKES YOU SICK
LYRICS © JOHN COOPER CLARKE.
r Clarke?
Great! You'll find JCC well received here.
For old times sake...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3M5iHJizaXw
Gimmix
Hey Jimmy, gimme the gimmix
Another day - another fad
Funk, yes, even for a minute.
They’re not bad - dad
From the barmy days of the hoola hoop craze
to the skate board panic of today
Amused, amazed, aghast we gaze
we don’t get in the way
Tune in the idle chatter
turn a blind eye to the scream
at the shatter proof heart of the matter
things are as they seem
Mahatma Gandhi’s loin cloth
the cosa nostra kiss
cola cans and coin-op cops
amphetamine psychosis
Sick, sick, sick, or something
talk is cheap and loud
Dying of consumption
join the lonely crowd
Look inside the freezer
watch the pop up toaster pop
The blinking Mona Lisa
is blinking at me non stop
beauty aids, commodity art
and things that are for things
Tea’s Maids, cushions that fart
The Lord of the Rings
Let’s hear both sides of the story
please don’t put me on
Trial by Juke Box Jury
they send me, I’m gone
Chicken runs will sort out
the sheep from the proverbial goats
Speed’s in, Sport’s out
we will not be approached
Caught in the metal of a straight career
on a bent assembly line
Looking younger than last year
marching men mark time
Boy next door seeks girlfriend
outdoor type seeks fun
Swim, sing, cycle and swing
no matter what time of the month
Stereotypical playmates
supplied and not get bored
with impotent anxiety states
collectively called the norm
In ideal homes where missing persons
appear and disappear
the sound of iron curtains
cuts the atmosphere
What’s going on behind the green door
The war, the watusi, or what
The condition of admission is a haircut
A Tony Curtis or a Cooper Clar-ar-ar-ar-ar
LYRICS © JOHN COOPER CLARKE
I had this on a triangular orange vinyl disc and think I was just about old enough to appreciate the irony!
More JCC at www.johncooperclarke.com :cool:
I've entered too, thanks for the tip off HHH.
It will give me something to look forward to having just written my car off last night by skidding on ice into a very solid stone bridge. A few hours in A&E and I've been given the all clear, just feel like I've been run over by a steam roller.:(
Hope you're okay Hes! :)
Imagine you are an eagle soaring
High above the moors and mountains
Through the valleys over the ridges swooping
Rugged hills and wind grazed wilderness your playthings
All yours and yours alone in flying
Captured within the breadth of your wings
Oh hang on what’s that small dot down there
Clambering up the sheer rocky stubble of a hill
It’s that prat Stolly!
Author unknown :D
I am relieved you are ok HES !
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2QApwtE8zQ
Freckle enters the anniversary waltz
and can't think of a damn thing to rhyme with it
but essentially she has now got the FEAR, bigstyle!
Thanks OW, I was thinking that it would have been better on the bike as I could have bailed out but I don't think it works like that does it? and as my friend pointed out...if I hadn't managed to come off, it would have been my somewhat softer body colliding with the stone so I think you are definitely right!
the gentle snowflakes
that settled on my lashes
are lethal en masse
bruised aching body
suffering from whiplash?
or circuit training?:)
Well...you have to turn all events into poetical opportunities.
Hes, your very large hare was waiting on my doorstep when I arrived home.
He is magnificent, many thanks! Now I will have to get him framed and hung:).
Best wishes in your recover and hope you don't have any hare-line fractures:D.
fell poets should be allowed to wear different running attire for lakeland races (as is is home to many great poets may I suggest:
teflon coated tweed and breeks this will will suffice as full waterproof body cover
tweed cap, dachstein mitts
country brogues resoled with a fellrunning style sole
leather satchel for various notebooks, pens,
Here,Here neil. How many of us are doing the Anni ?. There is my son Dylan doing the Wa and i the Waltz. Are we going to meet up ?.
I might have a blast at this I was planning to do it any way. I'll be camping local if i do. so many running plans have gone out of the window already such as edale sky line and iwas doing so well till christmas came along withs its damn single malts and mince pies and turkey, beer and cake............:o