Tuesday, 25 June 2013

Lou Reed - "Walk On The Wild Side"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wNknGIKkoA

Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.

Candy came from out on the island,
In the backroom she was everybody's darling,
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She say's, hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
Said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls go,

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said:
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side

Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should have seen him go, go, go
They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side, alright, huh

Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls say

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Canned Heat - "On The Road Again"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QexOuH8GS-Y

Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend

You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
I didn't have no fairo, not even no place to go.

And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
She said "Lord have mercy on my wicked son."


Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Cause it's soon one morning down the road I'm gone.

But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
I can't carry you baby, gonna carry somebody else.

The Who - "Baba O'Riley"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2KRpRMSu4g

Out here in the fields
I farm for my meals
I get my back into my living.

I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven.
yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand
We'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulder.

The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older.

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland.
Teenage wasteland
Oh, yeah
Its only teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

Moby - "Extreme Ways"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICjyAe9S54c

Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didn't know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I'd owned
I threw it out the window, came along
Extreme ways I know will part
The colors of my sea
Some perfect colored sea

Extreme ways that help me
They help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
That never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming home
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it then?

I would stand in line for this
There's always room in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Extreme sounds that told me
They held me down every night
I didn't have much to say
I didn't give up the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never open up to anything
That could get me at all

I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things could cut me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't even believe

I would stand in line for this
There's always room in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Oh, oh babe
And soon it was
So again
When you know it can
When you know it can

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does

Sunday, 26 May 2013

"I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General" - Gilbert and Sullivan's 1879 comic opera The Pirates of Penzance

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMIHY7jM7-Y



I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;a
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, (bothered for a rhyme)
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.

I'm very good at integral and differential calculus;
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's;
I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous;
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, (bothered for a rhyme)b
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform,
And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform:c
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin",
When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a Javelin,d
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat",
When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery,
When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery –
In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy – (bothered for a rhyme)
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.e

For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

Sunday, 7 April 2013

The National - "Fake Empire"



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KehwyWmXr3U

Stay out super late tonight,
Picking apples, making pies.
Put a little something in our lemonade
And take it with us we're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire
Tiptoe through our shiny city
With our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice Bluebirds on our shoulders
We're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire
Turn the light out, say goodnight
No thinking for a little while
Let's not try to figure out everything at once
It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
We're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Friday, 5 April 2013

Bruce Springsteen - "Brothers Under The Bridges" ('83)



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdLGkFmIflU

C'mon la, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, la, la,

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Well, every spring, when the weather gets warm,
They come, pourin' into town, straight off of them farms,
Driving, 455s running, hard and strong,
They'd scratch, built in them tool sheds, all winter long,
'Neath the, 'neath the trestles, drinkin' the beer and the wine,
Now, some King's ransom, just to pass the time,
With the brothers, under the bridges.

Me and Tommy was, just fourteen, didn't have our licenses yet,
Our walls were covered with the, pictures of cars we'd get,
We'd listen and wait, for that highway to rumble and quake,
As they drove in through town when the weekend'd break,
Bringin' girls with that distant, look in their eyes,
Now together, 'neath the trestles, they'd be laughing in the night,
With the brothers under the bridges.

Well me and my brother'd hitched a ride in Joey's pickup to the edge of town,
And we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duels went down.
We'd hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom'd come,
And we'd lay there in the night, talkin' about how we might, someday be one,
Yeah, someday run, with the brothers under the bridges.


A 1 2 3 4
Well now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet, come and gone,
Well I'm stittin' down here, by this highway figuring, figuring just where I belong,
Tonight from up here on Signal Hill,
I watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so still,
Put his jacket 'round his girl as the autumn wind send a chill,
Through the brothers under the bridges,