Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me, I like sleeping, especially in my Molly’s chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Popolo di Pekino! La legge è questa: Turandot la Pura sposa sarà di chi, di sangue regio,
spieghi i tre enigmi ch’ella proporrà.
Ma chi affronta il cimento e vinto resta porga alla scure la superba testa!
by Giacomo Puccini.
if we’re not allowed to use ‘classical’ music, how about:
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Black Betty had a child (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone wild (Bam-ba-Lam)
Team 2
*He’s in love with rock’n’roll woaahh
He’s in love with gettin’ stoned woaahh
He’s in love with *Janie Jones **
But he don’t like his boring job, nooawww
Delta Dawn,
What’s that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone byyyyyy?
And did I hear you say
He was a-meetin you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?*
Melissa - The Allman Brother’s Band
*Crossroads, will you ever let him go? (Lord, Lord)
Will you hide the dead man’s ghost,
Or will he lie, beneath the clay,
or will his spirit roll away?
Well, Annie’s pretty neat, she always eats her meat
Joe is awful strong, bet your life he’s putting us on
Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving
I’m moving, touch me!