Come to my door, baby,
Face is clean and shining black as night.
My mother went to answer you know
That you looked so fine.
Now I could understand your tears and your shame,
She called you “boy” instead of your name.
When she wouldn’t let you inside,
When she turned and said
“But honey, he’s not our kind.”
Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I’d give my everything
Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
Oh how I wish to dream again
Once and for all
And all for once
Nemo my name forevermore
Captain Nemo said, “okay”
(five, four, three, two, one)
Then I raised my hand and waved
Captain Nemo went away
(Love me when I’m gone)
Left 'em all alone, Nemo’s going home
Everybody, listen to me
And return me my ship
I’m your captain, I’m your captain
Though I’m feeling mighty sick
Then give three cheers, and one cheer more,
For the hardy Captain of the Pinafore!
Then give three cheers, and one cheer more,
For the Captain of the Pinafore!
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I’ve heard the music’s din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical,
I’m very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I’m teeming with a lot o’ news, (bothered for a rhyme)
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
[which is game 0, since that’s from the same song I posted]
There’s antimony, arsenic, aluminum, selenium,
And hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen and rhenium,
And nickel, neodymium, neptunium, germanium,
And iron, americium, ruthenium, uranium
One, two, three – add without subtraction
Sound on sound – multiplied reaction
H to O – no flow without the other
Oh, but how do we make contact with one another?
Electricity? Biology?
Seems to me it’s Chemistry
When you’re in the dark and you want to see,
You need uh… Electricity, Electricity
Flip that switch and what do you get?
You get uh… Electricity, Electricity
Every room can now be lit
With just uh… Electricity, Electricity
I am electric - feel my attraction.
Feel my magnetism - you will agree
I am electric - I have the contact.
I am electric - the future is me.
AC/DC it’s okay by me.
I can switch and change my frequency.
I am electric - mind how you touch me.
I can shock you, set you on fire.
I can reach up and pluck down the lightning.
Watch the conductor, see the live wire.
AC/DC it’s okay by me, it’s okay by me.
I can switch and change my frequency.
Aiee! Ya got me! <hack> <choke> <rattle>
[all in good fun…the durned thing is like 7 stanzas long and chock full of verbiage and I had to go get dressed for work so I didn’t check the frelling thing too carefully…:smack: :o :D]
Alone, at the end of the day
As I stand before the ruins
Of what used to be you and me
You turn with the tears in your eyes
Not understanding that you are free
Free of me
Like songs, our warmth fades away
Turns into coldness
Like the words that we say, today
And as the city glows, electric people nobody knows
Electric dreams, nobody shows
When you touch my skin, the feeling is electric
I sing the body electric
I celebrate the me yet to come
I toast to my own reunion
When I become one with the sun
Good morning starshine
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song
Ob la di ob la da life goes on bra
La la how the life goes on
Ob la di ob la da life goes on bra
La la how the life goes on
That’s life (that’s life) that’s what people say
You’re riding high in April
Shot down in May
But I know I’m gonna change that tune
When I’m back on top, back on top in June
I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don’t care about you
It’s Friday I’m in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday I’m in love
Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be
Oh, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you would still
Be here with me
“To this day, I have absolutely no idea what that song is about.” – John Phillips
Don’t want to know who’s to blame
It won’t help knowing
Don’t want to fight day and night
Bad enough you’re going
Don’t leave in silence with no word at all
Don’t get drunk and slam the door
That’s no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
I don’t want to be standin’ here
And I don’t want to be talkin’ here
And I don’t really care who’s to blame.
'Cause if love won’t fly on its own free will
It’s gonna catch that outbound plane.