# Verbose song lyrics **URL:** \ **Category:** The Game Room\ **Created:** [November 19, 2010, 6:44pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244 "2010-11-19T18:44:17Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 30
**Author:** ![QuercusMax](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/q/8baadc/32.png) [@QuercusMax](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/QuercusMax)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 1:30am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/581 "2010-12-08T01:30:18Z")
> [@Polycarp](#): > > Here are seven more to keep things going: > > a. A nautical person in our hometown was a raconteur of his life in the place of submersibles. Yellow Submarine. ---
**Author:** ![QuercusMax](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/q/8baadc/32.png) [@QuercusMax](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/QuercusMax)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 1:37am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/582 "2010-12-08T01:37:41Z")
> [@Duke](#): > > I almost had to make this one _less_ verbose. > > You give funds to a landlord for an abode directly above a merchant. You shorten your tonsorial style. You take employment. > You serially set fire to small amounts of tobacco and inhale the results. Using a long stick, you set ivories in motion atop the baize. You create the impression that you did not attend an institution of education. > However, these activities will not be enough to fool the wise and experienced. > For when you are in your nocturnal place of repose, observing insects of the genus _Blattidae_ ascend from wainscotting to ceiling, > You have the opportunity to engage your male parental unit in telephony, and said unit can prevent everything which ails your person from occurring. > You cannot engage in a lifestyle familiar to those of a lower social standing. > You cannot engage in the activities similar to those in which persons a lower social standing engage. > You cannot engage unsuccessfully in activities in which persons of a lower social standing unsuccessfully engage. > You cannot experience a life breakdown, or traverse a club floor, or inbibe alcoholic beverages, or know others Biblically, simply on account of no other activities being available to you. Pulp - Common People ---
**Author:** ![Polycarp](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/82dd89/32.png) [@Polycarp](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Polycarp)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 2:07am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/583 "2010-12-08T02:07:38Z")
> [@Gyrate](#): > > Yellow Submarine - Beatles > See You In September - The Happenings > White Rabbit - Jefferson AirplaneBattle Hymn of the Republic > [@Spoons](#): > > “30,000 Pounds of Bananas,” by Harry Chapin. > > As an aside, I’ve driven by (but not on) that hill before. I sure wouldn’t want to do it in a semi-rig, loaded or not! > [@StusBlues](#): > > “Close to the Edge” - Yes > [@Enginerd](#): > > Highwayman, by the Highwaymen (Cash, Kristofferson, Nelson and Jennings) Gor ;em all between the four of you! 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/intergalactic_gladiator/32/112_2.png) [@Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Intergalactic_Gladiator)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 5:53pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/584 "2010-12-08T17:53:20Z")
> [@StusBlues](#): > > “Witchita Lineman” by Glenn Campbell You got it. 😉 ---
**Author:** ![Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/intergalactic_gladiator/32/112_2.png) [@Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Intergalactic_Gladiator)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 6:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/585 "2010-12-08T18:09:17Z")
1. I do not wish to be interned within the confines of a burial site designated for companion animals. I do not wish to display the property or quality that distinguishes living organisms from dead organisms once more I do not wish to be interned within the confines of a burial site designated for companion animals. I do not wish to display the property or quality that distinguishes living organisms from dead organisms once more 2. Do you remember the one occasion in the past When I consumed you fully You were fully aware that I was not presenting you with disinformation That you cannot quietly acquiesce 3. There is lacrimation contained in my alcoholic drink brewed from fermented starches ---
**Author:** ![HeyHomie](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/heyhomie/32/207_2.png) [@HeyHomie](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/HeyHomie)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 6:43pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/586 "2010-12-08T18:43:28Z")
Um… I still don’t know the song in the OP. :smack: ---
**Author:** ![Scuba\_Ben](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/278dde/32.png) [@Scuba\_Ben](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scuba_Ben)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 6:48pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/587 "2010-12-08T18:48:04Z")
I am anticipating the arrival of a lady, on no particular schedule, from beyond yon geological prominence. (Which, admittedly, is of minor prominence, and depending on the definition of “yon,” may not qualify as an independent feature. But I digress.) At such time as the lady opts to grace us with her arrival, her conveyance will rely on muscle power from a sextet of equines in a color with 3-bit value 7 (which need not be exactly the hue of 24-bit value 0xFFFFFF, or even all the same shade). And as I said earlier, she is traveling on no particular schedule. When she does arrive, we shall dine that night on fresh poultry in a stew-like comfort food. The timing of slaughtering said fresh poultry will depend on her arrival, for she is traveling on no particular schedule. ---
**Author:** ![Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/intergalactic_gladiator/32/112_2.png) [@Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Intergalactic_Gladiator)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:05pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/588 "2010-12-08T19:05:45Z")
> [@Scuba\_Ben](#): > > I am anticipating the arrival of a lady, on no particular schedule, from beyond yon geological prominence. (Which, admittedly, is of minor prominence, and depending on the definition of “yon,” may not qualify as an independent feature. But I digress.) At such time as the lady opts to grace us with her arrival, her conveyance will rely on muscle power from a sextet of equines in a color with 3-bit value 7 (which need not be exactly the hue of 24-bit value 0xFFFFFF, or even all the same shade). And as I said earlier, she is traveling on no particular schedule. When she does arrive, we shall dine that night on fresh poultry in a stew-like comfort food. The timing of slaughtering said fresh poultry will depend on her arrival, for she is traveling on no particular schedule. She’ll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes. ---
**Author:** ![StusBlues](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/dc4da7/32.png) [@StusBlues](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/StusBlues)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:06pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/589 "2010-12-08T19:06:28Z")
> [@Scuba\_Ben](#): > > I am anticipating the arrival of a lady, on no particular schedule, from beyond yon geological prominence. (Which, admittedly, is of minor prominence, and depending on the definition of “yon,” may not qualify as an independent feature. But I digress.) At such time as the lady opts to grace us with her arrival, her conveyance will rely on muscle power from a sextet of equines in a color with 3-bit value 7 (which need not be exactly the hue of 24-bit value 0xFFFFFF, or even all the same shade). And as I said earlier, she is traveling on no particular schedule. When she does arrive, we shall dine that night on fresh poultry in a stew-like comfort food. The timing of slaughtering said fresh poultry will depend on her arrival, for she is traveling on no particular schedule. She’ll be comin’ around the mountain when she comes She’ll be comin’ around the mountain when she comes She’ll be comin’ around the mountain She’ll be comin’ around the mountain She’ll be comin’ around the mountain when she comes She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes She’ll be driving six white horses She’ll be driving six white horses She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes ---
**Author:** ![StusBlues](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/dc4da7/32.png) [@StusBlues](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/StusBlues)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:08pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/590 "2010-12-08T19:08:06Z")
> [@Intergalactic\_Gladiator](#): > > 1. There is lacrimation contained in my alcoholic drink brewed from fermented starches There’s a tear in my beer. ---
**Author:** ![Scuba\_Ben](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/278dde/32.png) [@Scuba\_Ben](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scuba_Ben)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:21pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/591 "2010-12-08T19:21:38Z")
So what happened to the adversary, who before and during this confrontation kept taunting us like a schoolboy, with all his “we’re bad!” and “yo’ MAMA!” cracks, claiming that the intentional, collateral, and incidental damage from these hostilities caught up in the WTF!-ness of specific engagements, would dispossess us from both place and property, oft by the destruction of both place and property? You wanna know what happened? I’ll tell you what happened: WE CUT THEM! We cut them so bad that the resultant exsanguination cleansed each and every field of honor of all traces of their presence! How do you like THEM apples, you mofos?! No rally point, no safe house, no fortified base could provide adequate shelter for the paid and conscripted enemy troops; no place could afford them sanctuary from running away from battle nor from being killed in it. {it=battle? it=running away? Don’t ask.} And our colors, charged with ten and five mullets, still flies victoriously over this land where the citizens are sovereign and the government serves, and where individual courage is a virtue. NOW WHO’S YOUR DADDY? ---
**Author:** ![Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/intergalactic_gladiator/32/112_2.png) [@Intergalactic\_Gladiator](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Intergalactic_Gladiator)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:24pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/592 "2010-12-08T19:24:22Z")
> [@StusBlues](#): > > There’s a tear in my beer. Yup. ---
**Author:** ![StusBlues](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/dc4da7/32.png) [@StusBlues](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/StusBlues)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:28pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/593 "2010-12-08T19:28:57Z")
> [@Scuba\_Ben](#): > > So what happened to the adversary, who before and during this confrontation kept taunting us like a schoolboy, with all his “we’re bad!” and “yo’ MAMA!” cracks, claiming that the intentional, collateral, and incidental damage from these hostilities caught up in the WTF!-ness of specific engagements, would dispossess us from both place and property, oft by the destruction of both place and property? > > You wanna know what happened? I’ll tell you what happened: WE CUT THEM! We cut them so bad that the resultant exsanguination cleansed each and every field of honor of all traces of their presence! How do you like THEM apples, you mofos?! > > No rally point, no safe house, no fortified base could provide adequate shelter for the paid and conscripted enemy troops; no place could afford them sanctuary from running away from battle nor from being killed in it. {it=battle? it=running away? Don’t ask.} > > And our colors, charged with ten and five mullets, still flies victoriously over this land where the citizens are sovereign and the government serves, and where individual courage is a virtue. > > NOW WHO’S YOUR DADDY? This sounds like _La Marseillaise_, but I suspect I’m wrong. ---
**Author:** ![Scuba\_Ben](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/278dde/32.png) [@Scuba\_Ben](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scuba_Ben)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:32pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/594 "2010-12-08T19:32:05Z")
You’re wrong **StusBlues**. But you are close. ---
**Author:** ![StusBlues](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/dc4da7/32.png) [@StusBlues](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/StusBlues)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 7:56pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/595 "2010-12-08T19:56:53Z")
> [@Scuba\_Ben](#): > > You’re wrong **StusBlues**. But you are close. Ah, the third verse of _The Star-Spangled Banner_. Hadta dig, eh? ---
**Author:** ![Scuba\_Ben](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/278dde/32.png) [@Scuba\_Ben](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scuba_Ben)\ **Post date:** [December 8, 2010, 8:33pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/596 "2010-12-08T20:33:54Z")
> [@StusBlues](#): > > Ah, the third verse of _The Star-Spangled Banner_. Hadta dig, eh? Yep. I couldn’t figure out how to make the first or fourth stanzas appropriately verbose. ---
**Author:** ![Ludovic](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/7ab992/32.png) [@Ludovic](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Ludovic)\ **Post date:** [December 9, 2010, 1:44pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/597 "2010-12-09T13:44:43Z")
Let me break it down for you all: > [@](#): > > Shift the focus of your organs of ocular perception toward the organs used for percieving photons of a specific wavelength band belonging to your interlocutor. Look into my eyes > [@](#): > > After you have accomplished this, you will be able to percieve which specific ontological entity is effected in said interlocutor. You’ll see who I am > [@](#): > > For when people wish to refer to the entity with whom you are speaking, they use a word derived, appropriately enough, from an ancient word used to denote an entity who customarily transports a device used for emanating such photons. My name is Lucifer [i.e. bearer of light] > [@](#): > > If the person to whom I am speaking shall grant my request, that person shall maneouvre their appendage commonly used in the great apes and their close relatives for finely manipulating objects so that it may touch that same appendage which can be found on their interlocutor. Please take my hand. N.I.B., Black Sabbath. ---
**Author:** ![fuzzypickles](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/f/9d8465/32.png) [@fuzzypickles](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/fuzzypickles)\ **Post date:** [December 10, 2010, 1:47am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/598 "2010-12-10T01:47:01Z")
Let’s try an anti-verbose challenge: _(…bunch of random pop culture references…)_ **"It was like that when I got here, officer!"** _(…bunch of random pop culture references…)_ **"It was like that when I got here, officer!"** _(…bunch of random pop culture references…)_ **"It was like that when I got here, officer!"** ---
**Author:** ![Polycarp](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/82dd89/32.png) [@Polycarp](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Polycarp)\ **Post date:** [December 15, 2010, 1:26pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/599 "2010-12-15T13:26:01Z")
Here are some additional ones, to attempt to revivify this thread: a. Descending along the itinerary to the region where the nocturnal hours engage in camp behavior while the nearest stellar body illumines the acfme of the Blue Mountain, I journeyd on a square-rigger, halting when I arrived at a traditional neighborhood of Queens Borough. For it grieves me to announe that I must depart hence, with a low probability of return prior to the passage of a large number of diurnal units. I suffer cardiac depression while my head engages in behavior similar to that of Linda Blair’s possessed character, because I was required to part with a _jeune fille_ in the urbanization which hosts the Royal Canadian Military College. b. Your ballot for George A. O’Brien is encouraged in order to better regulate the title common carrier, toward the end that the Duke of Cornwall’s namesake may complete his round trip. c. Let’s go, children of the Fatherland! The day of glory has arrived! Against us, the tyranny has elevated the bloodied banner. Do you hear, in the countryside, the howling of those ferocious soldiers? They are coming right into your arms, to slit the throats of your sons and compatriots! d. It is a requirement that you commit to long-term memory that osculations and suspirations remain simply what they in fact are, that the essential elements continue to be relevant despite the passage of time. e. The blattellid wishes to end her journey owing to having exhausted her stash of smokable cannabis. f. In the wee small hours of the morning, after we had retired for the night, the elderly female relative of a famous Harvard researcher into psychedelics left a portable lighting device in an outbuilding behind her. After that person’s domestic animal, which was lactating at the time, upended that device, she confided that weather forecasts for the _Quartier Vieux_ called for elevated temperatures through the nocturnal hours. g, Rejoice! Rejoice! Our arrival portends the foretold fiftieth anniversary celebration, rejoice! rejoice [in] the liberating banner! Therefore we harmonized in the refrain while journeying afoot, in step, along the route of Interstate Highway 16, through the relevant countryside. ---
**Author:** ![Gyrate](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gyrate/32/3588_2.png) [@Gyrate](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Gyrate)\ **Post date:** [December 15, 2010, 1:49pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244/600 "2010-12-15T13:49:20Z")
> [@Polycarp](#): > > c. Let’s go, children of the Fatherland! The day of glory has arrived! Against us, the tyranny has elevated the bloodied banner. Do you hear, in the countryside, the howling of those ferocious soldiers? They are coming right into your arms, to slit the throats of your sons and compatriots! La Marseillaise > [@](#): > > d. It is a requirement that you commit to long-term memory that osculations and suspirations remain simply what they in fact are, that the essential elements continue to be relevant despite the passage of time. As Time Goes By > [@](#): > > f. In the wee small hours of the morning, after we had retired for the night, the elderly female relative of a famous Harvard researcher into psychedelics left a portable lighting device in an outbuilding behind her. After that person’s domestic animal, which was lactating at the time, upended that device, she confided that weather forecasts for the _Quartier Vieux_ called for elevated temperatures through the nocturnal hours. There’ll be a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight. [Previous page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244.md?page=29) [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/verbose-song-lyrics/561244.md?page=31)