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Greatest song lyrics EVER.beat this if you can
- Thread starter northstandnorth
- Start date
For me this is the best of the thread so far by a long way.
To be honest, I think you could add any number of Squeezes Chris Difford lyrics. The guy is a genius. Cant wait until I see them in November/December.
Maybe critically they got deserved recognition, but they were never as commercially as big as they should have been.
Maybe critically they got deserved recognition, but they were never as commercially as big as they should have been.
the slow norris
Active member
Theres a club if you'd like to go
you could meet someone who really loves you
so you go and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home and you cry and you want to die
you could meet someone who really loves you
so you go and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home and you cry and you want to die
public school boy
Banned
Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where The Jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on post cards to those they held dear
Oh dear
Sergent majors on the march
Wash the bodies in the starch
See them all die one by one
Guess it's dead guess it's glad
So bad
Be a man be a man Belsen was a gas
Be a man kill someone kill yourself be a man
PLEASE NOTE I DO NOT SHARE THESE VIEWS.
In the open graves where The Jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on post cards to those they held dear
Oh dear
Sergent majors on the march
Wash the bodies in the starch
See them all die one by one
Guess it's dead guess it's glad
So bad
Be a man be a man Belsen was a gas
Be a man kill someone kill yourself be a man
PLEASE NOTE I DO NOT SHARE THESE VIEWS.
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KZNSeagull
Well-known member
How about:
And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life :
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
Booked myself into the YWCA
I Said "I like it here, can I stay?
Do you have a vacancy for a back scrubber?"
or
Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet?
or
Beware !
I bear more grudges
Than lonely high court judges
When you sleep
I will creep
Into your thoughts
Like a bad debt
That you can't pay
Take the easy way
And give in
Or the all time classic:
I dreamt about you last night
And I fell out of bed twice
You can pin and mount me like a butterfly
But "take me to the haven of your bed"
Was something that you never said
Two lumps, please
You're the bee's knees
But so am I
And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life :
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
Booked myself into the YWCA
I Said "I like it here, can I stay?
Do you have a vacancy for a back scrubber?"
or
Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet?
or
Beware !
I bear more grudges
Than lonely high court judges
When you sleep
I will creep
Into your thoughts
Like a bad debt
That you can't pay
Take the easy way
And give in
Or the all time classic:
I dreamt about you last night
And I fell out of bed twice
You can pin and mount me like a butterfly
But "take me to the haven of your bed"
Was something that you never said
Two lumps, please
You're the bee's knees
But so am I
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New member
Then why post it ?
happypig
Staring at the rude boys
Now is the time for marching
Now let your hearts be gay
Hark to the merry bugles
Sounding along our way
So let your voices ring, my boys,
And take the time from me
And I'll sing you a song, as we march along,
Of Sussex by the Sea.
For we're the men from Sussex
Sussex by the sea,
We plough and sow and reap and mow,
And useful men we are we:
And when you go from Sussex,
Whoever you may be,
You tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Light is the love of a soldier
That's what the ladies say
Lightly he goes a-wooing
Lightly he rides away,
In love and war, we always are
As fair as fair can be,
And a soldier boy is the ladies joy
In Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Far o'er the seas we wander
Wide through the world we roam,
Far from the kind hearts yonder
Far from our dear old home,
But never shall we forget my boys
And true we'll ever be
To the girls so kind that we left behind
In Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Now let your hearts be gay
Hark to the merry bugles
Sounding along our way
So let your voices ring, my boys,
And take the time from me
And I'll sing you a song, as we march along,
Of Sussex by the Sea.
For we're the men from Sussex
Sussex by the sea,
We plough and sow and reap and mow,
And useful men we are we:
And when you go from Sussex,
Whoever you may be,
You tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Light is the love of a soldier
That's what the ladies say
Lightly he goes a-wooing
Lightly he rides away,
In love and war, we always are
As fair as fair can be,
And a soldier boy is the ladies joy
In Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
Far o'er the seas we wander
Wide through the world we roam,
Far from the kind hearts yonder
Far from our dear old home,
But never shall we forget my boys
And true we'll ever be
To the girls so kind that we left behind
In Sussex by the sea.
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.
public school boy
Banned
Got bored so thought this might spark an interesting debate. I understand that an original picture sleeve copy goes for quite a bit of money. Have you got a copy?
HampshireSeagulls
Moulding Generation Z
Winnie The Pooh is having a wank
“And what are you up to?" said Tommy the Tank
Peter the Rabbit is at it as well
And all the young pixies in Dingelydell
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you stupid prat?"
“f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat?"
Sinbad the Sailor is drunk as a sack
Mary Contrary is flat on her back
Pinky and Perky are having a snog
Little Miss Muffet’s been sick as a dog
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you little prick?"
“f*** off Noddy, you get on my wick?"
Happy and Dopey are smoking a joint
Sneezy’s flaked out, he can’t see the point
“f*** this for a lark?" said Sweet Jack of Hearts
“Which one of you bastards has shit on my tarts?"
Singing: “f*** off Noddy you bloodless berk?"
“f*** off Noddy, you’re just a jerk?"
f*** off Noddy, you smelly turd
f*** off Noddy you’re so absurd
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
f*** off Noddy you little wimp
f*** off Noddy you’re a piss brained shrimp
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
“And what are you up to?" said Tommy the Tank
Peter the Rabbit is at it as well
And all the young pixies in Dingelydell
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you stupid prat?"
“f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat?"
Sinbad the Sailor is drunk as a sack
Mary Contrary is flat on her back
Pinky and Perky are having a snog
Little Miss Muffet’s been sick as a dog
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you little prick?"
“f*** off Noddy, you get on my wick?"
Happy and Dopey are smoking a joint
Sneezy’s flaked out, he can’t see the point
“f*** this for a lark?" said Sweet Jack of Hearts
“Which one of you bastards has shit on my tarts?"
Singing: “f*** off Noddy you bloodless berk?"
“f*** off Noddy, you’re just a jerk?"
f*** off Noddy, you smelly turd
f*** off Noddy you’re so absurd
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
f*** off Noddy you little wimp
f*** off Noddy you’re a piss brained shrimp
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
Storer68
New member
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
We want falmer
We want Falmer
(x2)
We Brighton fans are angry - we’ve been mucked around
Since the wayward Archer sold the Goldstone Ground
We’re stuck in an athletics track we really hate
Like playing in Albania Division Eight!
The whole thing’s daft
We don’t know why
We have to laugh
Or else we’ll cry
Our ground’s too small
The costs too high
Without Falmer
Our club will die
For years the planning process has dragged on and on
A paralytic snail wouldn’t take that long
So listen Mr Prescott as we tell you how
We need our Falmer Stadium - we need it now!
The whole thing’s daft
We don’t know why
We have to laugh
Or else we’d cry
Our ground’s too small
The costs too high
Without Falmer
Our club will die
(Instrumental)
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
Instrumental
Fade to end.
We want Falmer
We want falmer
We want Falmer
(x2)
We Brighton fans are angry - we’ve been mucked around
Since the wayward Archer sold the Goldstone Ground
We’re stuck in an athletics track we really hate
Like playing in Albania Division Eight!
The whole thing’s daft
We don’t know why
We have to laugh
Or else we’ll cry
Our ground’s too small
The costs too high
Without Falmer
Our club will die
For years the planning process has dragged on and on
A paralytic snail wouldn’t take that long
So listen Mr Prescott as we tell you how
We need our Falmer Stadium - we need it now!
The whole thing’s daft
We don’t know why
We have to laugh
Or else we’d cry
Our ground’s too small
The costs too high
Without Falmer
Our club will die
(Instrumental)
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
We want Falmer
Instrumental
Fade to end.
hart's shirt
Well-known member
D.I.S.C.O (4x)
She is disco
She is D, delirious
She is I, incredible
She is S, superficial
She is C, complicated
She is O, oh, oh, oh
She is D, desirable
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is O, oh, oh, oh
D.I.S.C.O. (x4)
...ad infinitum
She is disco
She is D, delirious
She is I, incredible
She is S, superficial
She is C, complicated
She is O, oh, oh, oh
She is D, desirable
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is O, oh, oh, oh
D.I.S.C.O. (x4)
...ad infinitum
I'm a c*nt suckin cannibal
I'm a filthy fuckin animal
I'm a filthy fuckin pig
Live alone in a dive
Piss in a bottle, shit in the bag
Drink Jim beam till I'm pissin the bed
I'm a self-destructive slob
Bleeding all the time
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
Cannibal...
I'm a c*nt suckin cannibal
I'm a butt-fuckin animal
Give me drugs
Or gimme a drink
Gimme a slut
That's gonna suck my dick
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
Cannibal...
I'm a filthy fuckin animal
I'm a filthy fuckin pig
Live alone in a dive
Piss in a bottle, shit in the bag
Drink Jim beam till I'm pissin the bed
I'm a self-destructive slob
Bleeding all the time
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
Cannibal...
I'm a c*nt suckin cannibal
I'm a butt-fuckin animal
Give me drugs
Or gimme a drink
Gimme a slut
That's gonna suck my dick
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
C*nt suckin,
Cannibal...
- Jul 7, 2003
- 47,630
Not a patch on this, as sung infamously at Wycombe one year
We want Falmer and we want Falmer
We want Falmer and we want Falmer
We want Falmer and we want Falmer
We are the Falmer... <embarrassed pause by all>.... wanters
Just didn't think that one through did we
northstandnorth
THE GOLDSTONE
- Thread starter
- #55
not beaten mine yet but try this.
A smile for every passing car
And when they stop with door ajar
She shrugs and whispers que sera
And turns her thoughts to the pillow
Her face is etched with memories
She finds now joy amid the sleaze
It`s hard when you`ve been paid to please
So she turns her thoughts to the pillow
(chorus)
Daylight comes she rests her head
The beauty of an empty bed
She dreams of happy days instead
Of brooding on to-morrow
She swapped her dreams of shining knights
For pushers, bars and money fights
For nameless faces in red light
So she turns her head to the pillow
Those black eyes don`t hurt any more
She`s heard the jokes and jibes before
She`s felt the long arm of the law
So she turns her head to the pillow
(chorus)
Daylight comes .....
Takeing drugs was not for fun
It made her feel like going on
But now she hurts when it�s all gone
And she turns her head to the pillow
She take a blade and breaks her skin
Sweet life force flows from within
The white clouds in her head grow dim
And she turns her head to the pillow
(chorus)
Sunlight creeps across her head
Pale beauty in a crimson bed
No dreams of happy days ahead
She`ll have no more tomorrows
A smile for every passing car
And when they stop with door ajar
She shrugs and whispers que sera
And turns her thoughts to the pillow
Her face is etched with memories
She finds now joy amid the sleaze
It`s hard when you`ve been paid to please
So she turns her thoughts to the pillow
(chorus)
Daylight comes she rests her head
The beauty of an empty bed
She dreams of happy days instead
Of brooding on to-morrow
She swapped her dreams of shining knights
For pushers, bars and money fights
For nameless faces in red light
So she turns her head to the pillow
Those black eyes don`t hurt any more
She`s heard the jokes and jibes before
She`s felt the long arm of the law
So she turns her head to the pillow
(chorus)
Daylight comes .....
Takeing drugs was not for fun
It made her feel like going on
But now she hurts when it�s all gone
And she turns her head to the pillow
She take a blade and breaks her skin
Sweet life force flows from within
The white clouds in her head grow dim
And she turns her head to the pillow
(chorus)
Sunlight creeps across her head
Pale beauty in a crimson bed
No dreams of happy days ahead
She`ll have no more tomorrows
Zamoracomehome
New member
Easy...
You've got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line
They'll always hit you and hurt you
Defend and attack
Theres only one way to beat them
Get round the back
Catch me if you can
Cos' I'm the England man
And what you're looking at
Is the master plan
We ain't no hooligans
This ain't a football song
Three lions on my chest
I know we can't go wrong
Bring back Barnes for some kind of World Cup 2010 song..
You've got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line
They'll always hit you and hurt you
Defend and attack
Theres only one way to beat them
Get round the back
Catch me if you can
Cos' I'm the England man
And what you're looking at
Is the master plan
We ain't no hooligans
This ain't a football song
Three lions on my chest
I know we can't go wrong
Bring back Barnes for some kind of World Cup 2010 song..
Zamoracomehome
New member
key to this one is the way he sings 'hoooo--liii-gaa-aans'
northstandnorth
THE GOLDSTONE
- Thread starter
- #58
c'mon this pisses all over that.
Back home, they'll be thinking about us
When we are far away
Back home, they'll be really behind us
In every game we play
They'll share every goal we are scoring
Out there
We will still hear them roaring
And we'll give all we've got to give
For the folks back home
Back home, they'll be watching and waiting
And cheering every move
Back home, though they think we're the greatest
That's what we've got to prove
Once more we will meet with the best
Like before we'll be put to the test
Oh we will give all we've got to give
For the folks back home
They'll see as they're watching and praying
That we put our hearts in our playing
We'll fight until the whistle goes
For the folks back home
Zamoracomehome
New member
SO we're in agreement! With Back Home added in there too though.
northstandnorth
THE GOLDSTONE
- Thread starter
- #60
dodgy cut and paste job rectified but still dont beat my origional post,
the lloyd webber lyric is a work of poetry beauty and of a genuine lyric writing genious.