Down on your knees
You look better
Down on your knees
You’ll find your way
Down on your knees
You begged forgiveness
For all your sins
Flesh and mind
No sense of time
Sever tomorrow
Exitless mind
Sever tomorrow
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah! Hahahaha!
That’s the only way to survive is on your knees! Hahahaha!
Porcupine Tree, “Sever”
I grabbed some frozen strawberries
So I could ice your bruising knees
But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like
All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruising knees
Hot July ain’t good to me
[I’m pink and black and blue]
Chairlift, “Bruises”
Maybe if I ask your dad and mom,
(June) They’ll let me take you to the Junior Prom.
(July) Like a firecracker all aglow,
(August) When you’re on the beach you steal the show.
Neil Sedaka, “Calendar Girl.”
I heard your number ring, and I went cold inside
Fifth Dimrnsion, “Last Night”
Rikki don’t lose that number,
You don’t want to call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don’t lose that number,
It’s the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better
When you get home.
Steely Dan - Rikki Don’t Lose That Number
-“BB”-
Jenny I’ve got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
867-5309
867-5309
867-5309
I put a nickel in the telephone, dialled my baby’s number
Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Each time I tried I got a busy tone
Not my baby’s number
Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Rose Murphy
Don’t hate me
I’m not special like you
I’m tired and I’m so alone
Don’t fight me
I know you’re never there
Can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
Porcupine Tree, “Don’t Hate Me”
Hey, I just met you and this is crazy
But here’s my number, so call me maybe
It’s hard to look right at you baby
But here’s my number, so call me maybe
Carly Rae Jepsen, “Call Me Maybe”
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
That I love London so
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
That I think of her wherever I go
I get a funny feeling inside of me
Just walking up and down
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
That I love London town
Flanagan and Allen
I watch you walk upon the streets of London.
Your mini-skirt stretched tight, and looking sweet.
I watch you walk, and walk into a lampost.
I didn’t see, upon the London street…
So turn your back, and wiggle softly from me!.
With mini-skirt, (perhaps, no underwear!).
Your legs are great! But, by the Gods above me!.
I watch your wondrous London derriere!
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic’s
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again
Draw blood
Warren Zevon, “Werewolves of London”
So how can you tell me you’re lonely
And say for you that the sun don’t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and,
Lead you through the streets of London–
I’ll show you something to make you change your mind.
Ralph McTell, “Streets of London.”
When this bloody war is over
No more soldiering for me!
When I put my civvy suit on
Oh, how happy I will be!
No more church parades on Sundy
No more begging for leave pass
I will tell the sergeant-major
He can shove it (where the sun never shines…)
Trad. (WW1)
I heard his fiancée got a letter
That told how Billy died that day
The letter said that he was a hero
She should be proud he died that way
I heard she threw the letter away
Paper Lace - Billy Don’t Be a Hero
It’s a long way to Tipperary
it’s a long was to go
It’s a long way to Tipperary
to the sweetest gal I know
farewell to Piccadilly
so long Leister Square
It’s a long way to Tipperary
but my heart lies there
“It’s a Long Way to Tipperary” [trad.]
So you think you’re a Romeo,
Playing a part in a picture-show.
Take the long way home,
Take the long way home.
'Cause you’re the joke of the neighborhood,
Why should you care if you’re feeling good.
Take the long way home,
Take the long way home.
Supertramp, “Take the Long Way Home.”
Sometimes I get to thinking that I’ve passed this point in life one time before.
Like the re-run of some movie that I saw a thousand Saturdays ago.
And I get the feeling that I know exactly what your gonna do and say before it happens
in each scene.
I find myself rehearsing for that blackout situation, when the punchline reaches
out and punches me.
Mason Williams, “I’ve Heard That Tear-Stained Monologue You Do There By The Door Before You Go”
So, before you go
Was there something I could’ve said
To make your heart beat better before-you-go?
Was-there-something I could’ve-said-to-make-your-heart-beat-better
If only I’d have known you had a storm to weather
So, before you go
Was there something I could’ve said
To make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go
‘Before You Go’ Lewis Capaldi