ck, yep - top stuff.(Don't even know if this is a *tune*) but gee whizzzzz ... River dance finale...
LAY ALL YOUR LOVE ON ME (ABBA)
I wasnt jealous before we met
Now every woman I see is a potential threat
And Im possessive, it isnt nice
Youve heard me saying that smoking was my only vice
But now it isnt true
Now everything is new
And all Ive learned has overturned
I beg of you......
Dont go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little smalltalk, a smile and baby I was stuck
I still dont know what youve done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear
When I dont have you near
Unsatisfied, I skip my pride
I beg you dear......
Dont go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Dont go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
Ive had a few little love affairs
They didnt last very long and theyve been pretty scarce
I used to think that was sensible
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible
cause everything is new
And everything is you
And all Ive learned has overturned
What can I do......
Dont go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Dont go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
A few that help get me goin in the gym
Gee gav I didn`t know The Kurgan out of Highlander was lead singer for Rammstein. (LOL).
Did like Feuer Frei and Ich Will.
p.s. never heard of Rammstein till today.
Two More Bottles Of Wine
We came out west together with a common desire
The fever we had migtha set the west coast on fire
Two months later got trouble in mind
My baby moved out and left me behind
But it's all right 'cause it's midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
The way he left sure turned my head around
Seemed like overnight he just up and put me down
Ain't gonna let it bother me today
I been workin' and I'm too tired anyway
But it's all right 'cause it's midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
I'm sixteen hundred miles from the people I know
Been doin' all I can but opportunity sure come slow
Lord I'd be in the sun all day
But I'm sweepin' out a warehouse in west L.A.
But it's all right 'cause it's midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
Four o'clock in the afternoon
and I didn't feel like very much.
I said to myself, Where are you golden boy,
where is your famous golden touch?
I thought you knew where
all of the elephants lie down,
I thought you were the crown prince
of all the wheels in Ivory Town.
Just take a look at your body now -
there's nothing much to save
and a bitter voice in the mirror cries,
"Hey, Prince, you need a shave."
Now if you can manage to get
your trembling fingers to behave,
why don't you try unwrapping
a stainless steel razor blade?
That's right, it's come to this,
yes it's come to this,
and wasn't it a long way down,
wasn't it a strange way down?
There's no hot water
and the cold is running thin.
Well, what do you expect from
the kind of places you've been living in?
Don't drink from that cup,
it's all caked and cracked along the rim.
That's not the electric light, my friend,
that is your vision growing dim.
Cover up your face with soap, there,
now you're Santa Claus.
And you've got a gift for anyone
who will give you his applause.
I thought you were a racing man,
ah, but you couldn't take the pace.
That's a funeral in the mirror
and it's stopping at your face.
That's right, it's come to this,
yes it's come to this,
and wasn't it a long way down,
ah wasn't it a strange way down?
Once there was a path
and a girl with chestnut hair,
and you passed the summers
picking all of the berries that grew there;
there were times she was a woman,
oh, there were times she was just a child,
and you held her in the shadows
where the raspberries grow wild.
And you climbed the twilight mountains
and you sang about the view,
and everywhere that you wandered
love seemed to go along with you.
That's a hard one to remember,
yes it makes you clench your fist.
And then the veins stand out like highways,
all along your wrist.
And yes it's come to this,
it's come to this,
and wasn't it a long way down,
wasn't it a strange way down?
You can still find a job,
go out and talk to a friend.
On the back of every magazine
there are those coupons you can send.
Why don't you join the Rosicrucians,
they can give you back your hope,
you can find your love with diagrams
on a plain brown envelope.
But you've used up all your coupons
except the one that seems
to be written on your wrist
along with several thousand dreams.
Now Santa Claus comes forward,
that's a razor in his mit;
and he puts on his dark glasses
and he shows you where to hit;
and then the cameras pan,
the stand in stunt man,
dress rehearsal rag,
it's just the dress rehearsal rag,
you know this dress rehearsal rag,
it's just a dress rehearsal rag.
A Million Years Or So
I’m not worried, ’cos l know
I’ll forget you in a million years or so
I’ll miss you, but l know
I won’t miss you but a million years or so
How l loved you, loved you so
How l lost you, maybe time and tide will let me know
But l’m not worried, ’cos l know
I’ll forget you in a million years or so
I’ll miss you, but l know
I won’t miss you but a million years or so
I WON'T SEND ROSES from the musical Mack and Mabel
I won't send roses, Or hold the door
I won't remember, Which dress you wore
My heart is too much in control
The lack of romance in my soul
Will turn you grey, kid , So stay away, kid
Forget my shoulder , When you're in need
Forgetting birthdays , Is guaranteed
And should I love you, you would be, The last to know
I won't send roses , And roses suit you so
My pace is frantic , My temper's cross
With words romantic, I'm at a loss
I'd be the first one to agree
That I'm preoccupied with me
And it's inbred, kid , So keep your head, kid
In me you'll find things , Like guts and nerve
But not the kind things , That you deserve
And so while there's a fighting chance, Just turn and go
I won't send roses , And roses suit you so.
... I love the way that "and roses suit you so" subverts the implications of the earlier lines and changes them from bombast to melancholy yearning.
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