Thanks!
I can’t seem to come up with the others, though I feel strongly that #1 is from The Final Cut. If I weren’t at work, I could research this a bit better!
I prefer the Townes van Zandt version (he wrote it). I’m a big Willie fan, but I think he makes that song into too much of a production. It sounds better to me as a solo guitar tune.
I can! #1 is “Corporal Clegg,” and #4 is “Astronomy Domine” (R.I.P. Syd).
This is kicking my ass. I’m beginning to think I just don’t know the song. I’m hypothesizing that the words “like lightning” appear in the fourth line, which might possibly rhyme with “frightening” in the third. On the other hand, the word in the third line could be “fright”, and rhyme with “night” in the second line.
My fourteen-year-old child was no help. Got any clues?
Number 4 is Astronomy Domine
I’m going to be going on vacation, but I’ll leave you all with some more:
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In my youth I was self-sufficient. However that is no longer the case and so I’ve revised my outlook.
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Stranded without fuel on the Gaza Strip from travelling at a rate higher than is wise.
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You can alter my existence, and you can alter my opinion, on the condition that my love one is protected tonight.
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Gradually traversing over mud to the seat where your jacket was purloined.
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Brutal, you attack me with a plant. Brutal, you repeat this action every 60 seconds.
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Similar to a flying creature suspended on a line, and to an intoxicated fellow singing in a church at 12:00am, I have attempted to achieve liberation.
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Aren’t you curious as to the reasons that we keep igniting things? Such is what we want!
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Nothing short of an adolescent revolt will awaken me right now.
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I say there! It is necessary for you to conceal your warm emotional feelings.
You Gotta Hide Your Love Away, the Beatles (‘Hey! You gotta hide your love away.’)
- Help!, The Beatles
- Every Day Is Like Sunday, Morrissey
Maybe the chorus will give it away:
Why don’t we wander aimlessly through the dense vegetation,
I’m amenable to that idea.
You’d find me big, fierce feline when feeling amorous
But a slithery reptile in an argument.
Lou Reed, “Vicous”; and Leonard Cohen, “Bird on the Wire.”
Ooo! Bungle in the Jungle, Jethro Tull!!
Sorry, that’s:
Is Bungle in the Jungle. I finally got one.
Consarn it!
Here’s a few…
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You must acclimate yourself to the rhythm. As a male, you must make it evident that your amorous intent directed toward me is legitimate.
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Perhaps I am purposely evading knowledge about your horticultural pursuits; however, I am solely interested in levitating.
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A pattern of tick marks was applied to my cerebellum by a large airborne craft. This was far from simple; however, no activity fits this categorization.
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Immediately cast yourself in a state of rest and nonexcitement. Do not under any circumstance execute an action. Again, immediately cast yourself in a state of rest and nonexcitement. Do not under any circumstance execute an action. Inform me of the time you intend to arrive.
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Demonstrate, illustrate how you perform that sleight of hand, a woman stated. That particular sleight of hand that causes me immense delight resulting in a loud sudden utterance from my mouth, this same woman requested.
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The level of intimate attraction that I have determined for myself far exceeds this torso covering garment. In fact, the level of veneral appeal is at such a height I actually am experiencing pain.
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Allow me to extend a greeting as you enter this subtropical zone. My companions and I have assembled pleasant activities and contests.
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This rotation of the earth strikes me as pleasing to the senses. You must not allow it to recede.
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I am desiring information concerning which individual abetted the escape of several quadripeds. I would really like to know the identity of said individual…
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I must alert you to the fact that certain features are intangible to you. (Hint: “A particular young woman holds sexually deviant ideas, so unusual that this woman should never be transported to a maternal domicile.”)
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You must embrace the need to take up arms to ensure your freedom to pursue exploits encompassing libations, small talk, and rhythmic movements to music.
Everyone has been right about mine so far, even though I managed to screw up Vicious. It should be 60 minutes, not 60 seconds.
I’m not actually leaving until tomorrow morning, in case anyone finds it odd that I’m here after saying I wouldn’t be. I’ll try to think of more before I go.
“Just Like Heaven,” The Cure
(You Gotta) Fight For Your Right (to Party)," Beastie Boys
Make that loved one.
Unless I missed it, no one guessed my very first one:
Males born in the last month of the year are unfortunate
“Welcome to the Jungle,” GnR
Well played pravnik! All correct so far… are these too easy?