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  • #61
    Reunited, by Peaches and Herb !

    Reunited, and it feels so good
    Reunited, 'cause we understood
    There's one perfect fit
    And, sugar, this one is it
    We both are so excited
    'Cause we're reunited
    Hey, hey

    Lover, lover, this is sudden love
    And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
    All through the day
    And all through the night
    I'll give you all the love I have
    With all my might
    Hey, hey


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    • #62
      I like that song too, Fred_Nguyen


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      Anything spent less than mad love is a waste of time

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      • #63
        sorry to piss on your parade but i find that song the finest example of insipid drivel ever penned. Takes allsorts i suppose.
        Hear all, see all, say nowt, well not much anyrode.

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        • #64
          Aye,aye Fred,have you been snorting the Premarin again
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          • #65
            (Naang Faa @ Feb. 24 2008,10:49) Aye,aye Fred,have you been snorting the Premarin again
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            No, to be a pathetic lovesick lovefool requires no Premarin.

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            • #66
              There have been a lot of great lyricists over the last 50 years. Here's another nomination...from Pink Floyd.

              Us and Them
              (Waters, Wright) 7:40

              Us, and them
              And after all we're only ordinary men.
              Me, and you.
              God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
              Forward he cried from the rear
              and the front rank died.
              And the general sat and the lines on the map
              moved from side to side.
              Black and blue
              And who knows which is which and who is who.
              Up and down.
              But in the end it's only round and round.
              Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
              The poster bearer cried.
              Listen son, said the man with the gun
              There's room for you inside.

              "I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
              sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
              lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
              It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
              don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

              Down and out
              It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
              With, without.
              And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
              Out of the way, it's a busy day
              I've got things on my mind.
              For the want of the price of tea and a slice
              The old man died.

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              • #67
                A police car and a screaming siren -
                A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete -
                A baby wailing and stray dog howling -
                The screech of brakes and lamp light blinking -

                That's Entertainment.

                A smash of glass and a rumble of boots -
                An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth -
                Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat -
                Lights going out and a kick in the balls -

                That's Entertainment.

                Days of speed and slow time Mondays -
                Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday -
                Watching the news and not eating your tea -
                A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls -

                That's Entertainment.

                Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning -
                Opening the windows and breathing in petrol -
                An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard -
                Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays -

                That's Entertainment.

                Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes -
                Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume -
                A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac -
                Fedding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away -

                That's Entertainment.

                Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight -
                Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude -
                Getting a cab and travelling on buses -
                Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs -

                That's Entertainment.

                The Jam...
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                  • #69
                    Did The Jam have any US hits?....know the year?

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                    • #70
                      (alan1chef @ Feb. 25 2008,00:23) Did The Jam have any US hits?....know the year?  
                      They were probably called The British Jam or something...

                      maybe even 'English Jam' not to be confused with American Jelly...

                      I've made kathylc  

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                      • #71



                        The Jam were too good for the US market
                        Free your mind and your ass will follow .

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                        • #72
                          The Jam were too good for the US market
                          I was gonna say that...

                          Let hem stick to Pearl Jam or whoever they are..
                          American rock music is naff!
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                          • #73

                            not forgetting American ram jam 'o black betty'

                            one of my fav Jam tracks is 'strange town' . its got a great northern beat and the words sum up the isolation in a big city.

                            The Jam-strange town

                            Found myself in a strange town
                            Though I've only been here for three weeks now
                            I've got blisters on my feet
                            Trying find a friend in Oxford Street
                            I bought an A to Z guide book
                            Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs
                            But when you ask in a strange town
                            They say don't know, don't care
                            And I've got to go, mate

                            They worry themselves about feeling low
                            They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
                            They all ignore me 'cause they don't know
                            Am I really a spaceman from those UFOs

                            You've got to move in a straight line
                            You've got to walk and talk in four four time
                            You can't be weird in a strange town
                            You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners

                            You've got to wear the right clothes
                            Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
                            You can't be nice in a strange town
                            'Cause we don't know, don't care
                            And we got to go, man

                            Rush my money to the record shops
                            I stop off in a back street
                            Buy myself a snort
                            We got our own manifesto
                            Be kind to queers
                            And I'm so glad the revolution's here
                            It's nice and warm now!

                            I've finished with clubs where the music's loud
                            'Cause I don't see a face in a single crowd
                            There's no one there
                            I look in the mirror
                            But I can't be seen
                            Just a thin, clean layer of Mister Sheen
                            Looking back at me
                            Oh, oh

                            Found myself in a strange town
                            Though I've only been here for three weeks now
                            I've got blisters on my feet
                            Trying find a friend in Oxford Street

                            I bought an A to Z guide book
                            Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs
                            When you ask in a strange town
                            They say don't know, don't care
                            And I've got to go, mate

                            They worry themselves about feeling low
                            They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
                            They all ignore me 'cause they don't know
                            Am I really a spaceman from those UFOs

                            Strange town

                            Break it up
                            Baby don't shake it up
                            Break it up

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                            • #74
                              Sup up your beer and collect your fags
                              There's a row going on down near Slough
                              Get out your mat and pray to the West
                              I'll get out mine and pray for myself.
                              Thought you were smart when you took them on
                              But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room
                              All that rugby puts hairs on your chest
                              What chance have you got against a tie and a crest ?
                              Hello hooray what a nice day, for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Hello hooray I hope rain stops play, with the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse
                              Tore down the House of Commons in your brand new shoes
                              Composed a revolutionary symphony
                              Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
                              Hello hooray cheers then mate, its the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Hello hooray an extremist scrape, with the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              What a catalyst you turned out to be
                              Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea
                              Left me standing, like a guilty schoolboy.
                              What a catalyst you turned out to be
                              Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea
                              Left me standing, like a naughty schoolboy.
                              We came out of it naturally the worst
                              Beaten and bloody and I was sick down my shirt
                              We were no match for their untamed wit
                              Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week.
                              Hello hooray there's a price to pay, to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Hello hooray I'd prefer the plague, to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Hello hooray there's a price to pay, to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Hello hooray I'd prefer the plague, to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
                              Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles

                              another great classic by Mr Weller

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                              • #75


                                another classic

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