Whats your favourite song lyrics ever
#16


Man looks up on a yellow sky
And the rain turns to rust in his eye
Rumours of his health are lies
Old england is dying
His clothes are dirty shade of blue
And his ancient shoes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old england is dying
Still he sings an empires song
And he keeps his navy strong
And he sticks his flag where it ill belongs
Old england is dying
You’re asking what makes me sigh now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I’m numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
Where the time stained of england flies
Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised politicians fraternize
Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised
And children stare with heroin eyes
Old england!
Evening has fallen
The swans are singing
The last of sundays bells is ringing
The wind in the trees is sighing
And old england is dying
Not saying this is how I feel, but I have always loved the way this song is written, sung and played. Mike Scott is a genius!

#17

You're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
have We Met Somewhere Before?
you're A Pink Toothbrush And I Think Toothbrush
that We Met By The Bathroom Door.
glad To Meet Toothbrush, Such A Sweet Toothbrush
how You Thrill Me Through And Through
dont Be Hard Toothbrush On A Soft Toothbrush
'cause I Cant Help Loving You.
every Time I Hear You Whistle...... It Makes My Nylon Bristle.......
you're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
won't You Marry Me In Haste?
i'll Be True Toothbrush, Just To You Toothbrush
when We Both Use The Same Toothpaste.
have We Met Somewhere Before?
you're A Pink Toothbrush And I Think Toothbrush
that We Met By The Bathroom Door.
glad To Meet Toothbrush, Such A Sweet Toothbrush
how You Thrill Me Through And Through
dont Be Hard Toothbrush On A Soft Toothbrush
'cause I Cant Help Loving You.
every Time I Hear You Whistle...... It Makes My Nylon Bristle.......
you're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
won't You Marry Me In Haste?
i'll Be True Toothbrush, Just To You Toothbrush
when We Both Use The Same Toothpaste.

#18

My Favourite from Floyd:
On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
Don't accept that whats happening
Is just a case of others suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that were all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that therell be
No more turning away?
On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
Don't accept that whats happening
Is just a case of others suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that were all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that therell be
No more turning away?

#19

Arrgh, I just had to go find my CD thats in a box, such a hankering I had...Oooo now I think its the title track that I'm liking more
These things you keep
you'd better throw them away
You wanna turn your back
on your soulless days
Once you were tethered
and now you are free
Once you were tethered
well now you are free
That was the river
this is the sea!
Now if you're feelin' weary
if you've been alone too long
Maybe you've been suffering from
a few too many
Plans that have gone wrong
and you're trying to remember
How fine your life used to be
running around banging your drum
Like it's 1973
well that was the river
This is the sea!
wooo!
Now you say you've got trouble
you say you've got pain
You say've got nothing left to believe in
nothing to hold on to
Nothing to trust
nothing but chains
You're scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
Scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
But that was the river
this is the sea yeah!
Now I can see you wavering
as you try to decide
You've got a war in your head
and it's tearing you up inside
You're trying to make sense
of something that you just can't see
Trying to make sense now
and you know you once held the key
But that was the river
and this is the sea!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Now I hear there's a train
it's coming on down the line
It's yours if you hurry
you've got still enough time
And you don't need no ticket
and you don't pay no fee
No you don't need no ticket
you don't pay no fee
Because that was the river
and this is the sea!
Behold the sea!
These things you keep
you'd better throw them away
You wanna turn your back
on your soulless days
Once you were tethered
and now you are free
Once you were tethered
well now you are free
That was the river
this is the sea!
Now if you're feelin' weary
if you've been alone too long
Maybe you've been suffering from
a few too many
Plans that have gone wrong
and you're trying to remember
How fine your life used to be
running around banging your drum
Like it's 1973
well that was the river
This is the sea!
wooo!
Now you say you've got trouble
you say you've got pain
You say've got nothing left to believe in
nothing to hold on to
Nothing to trust
nothing but chains
You're scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
Scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
But that was the river
this is the sea yeah!
Now I can see you wavering
as you try to decide
You've got a war in your head
and it's tearing you up inside
You're trying to make sense
of something that you just can't see
Trying to make sense now
and you know you once held the key
But that was the river
and this is the sea!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Now I hear there's a train
it's coming on down the line
It's yours if you hurry
you've got still enough time
And you don't need no ticket
and you don't pay no fee
No you don't need no ticket
you don't pay no fee
Because that was the river
and this is the sea!
Behold the sea!

#20

You're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
have We Met Somewhere Before?
you're A Pink Toothbrush And I Think Toothbrush
that We Met By The Bathroom Door.
glad To Meet Toothbrush, Such A Sweet Toothbrush
how You Thrill Me Through And Through
dont Be Hard Toothbrush On A Soft Toothbrush
'cause I Cant Help Loving You.
every Time I Hear You Whistle...... It Makes My Nylon Bristle.......
you're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
won't You Marry Me In Haste?
i'll Be True Toothbrush, Just To You Toothbrush
when We Both Use The Same Toothpaste.
have We Met Somewhere Before?
you're A Pink Toothbrush And I Think Toothbrush
that We Met By The Bathroom Door.
glad To Meet Toothbrush, Such A Sweet Toothbrush
how You Thrill Me Through And Through
dont Be Hard Toothbrush On A Soft Toothbrush
'cause I Cant Help Loving You.
every Time I Hear You Whistle...... It Makes My Nylon Bristle.......
you're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush
won't You Marry Me In Haste?
i'll Be True Toothbrush, Just To You Toothbrush
when We Both Use The Same Toothpaste.


#22

From one of my all time favorite albums, but my Fave is Old England
Man looks up on a yellow sky
And the rain turns to rust in his eye
Rumours of his health are lies
Old england is dying
His clothes are dirty shade of blue
And his ancient shoes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old england is dying
Still he sings an empires song
And he keeps his navy strong
And he sticks his flag where it ill belongs
Old england is dying
You’re asking what makes me sigh now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I’m numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
Where the time stained of england flies
Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised politicians fraternize
Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised
And children stare with heroin eyes
Old england!
Evening has fallen
The swans are singing
The last of sundays bells is ringing
The wind in the trees is sighing
And old england is dying
Not saying this is how I feel, but I have always loved the way this song is written, sung and played. Mike Scott is a genius!

Man looks up on a yellow sky
And the rain turns to rust in his eye
Rumours of his health are lies
Old england is dying
His clothes are dirty shade of blue
And his ancient shoes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old england is dying
Still he sings an empires song
And he keeps his navy strong
And he sticks his flag where it ill belongs
Old england is dying
You’re asking what makes me sigh now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I’m numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
Where the time stained of england flies
Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised politicians fraternize
Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised
And children stare with heroin eyes
Old england!
Evening has fallen
The swans are singing
The last of sundays bells is ringing
The wind in the trees is sighing
And old england is dying
Not saying this is how I feel, but I have always loved the way this song is written, sung and played. Mike Scott is a genius!
Jazzys

#23

How long will I love you?
As long as stars are above you
and longer if I can
How long will I need you?
As long as the seasons need to
follow their plan
How long will I be with you?
As long as the sea is bound to
wash upon the sand
How long will I want you?
As long as you want me to
and longer by far
How long will I hold you?
As long as your father told you
As long as you are
How long will I give to you?
As long as I live to you
However long you say
How long will I love you?
As long as the stars are above you
and longer if I may
Bless

Have seen them live and they were supurb


#24

We dance to the Water boys as our first dance at our wedding...
How long will I love you?
As long as stars are above you
and longer if I can
How long will I need you?
As long as the seasons need to
follow their plan
How long will I be with you?
As long as the sea is bound to
wash upon the sand
How long will I want you?
As long as you want me to
and longer by far
How long will I hold you?
As long as your father told you
As long as you are
How long will I give to you?
As long as I live to you
However long you say
How long will I love you?
As long as the stars are above you
and longer if I may
Bless
Have seen them live and they were supurb
How long will I love you?
As long as stars are above you
and longer if I can
How long will I need you?
As long as the seasons need to
follow their plan
How long will I be with you?
As long as the sea is bound to
wash upon the sand
How long will I want you?
As long as you want me to
and longer by far
How long will I hold you?
As long as your father told you
As long as you are
How long will I give to you?
As long as I live to you
However long you say
How long will I love you?
As long as the stars are above you
and longer if I may
Bless

Have seen them live and they were supurb

Jazzys

#27

Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
Under bridges over bridges to our destination
Puffing through the countryside there's so much to be seen.
Passengers waving as we steam through a station.
Stoke up fireman for the signal is at green.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
In the cutting, through the tunnel,
Rushing clanking on the track.
Wheezing pistons, smoking funnels,
Turning wheels go clickety clack.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again.
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
Under bridges over bridges to our destination
Puffing through the countryside there's so much to be seen.
Passengers waving as we steam through a station.
Stoke up fireman for the signal is at green.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
In the cutting, through the tunnel,
Rushing clanking on the track.
Wheezing pistons, smoking funnels,
Turning wheels go clickety clack.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again.

#28

Room to Roam, possibly the worse WB album ever
I was just searching to try find a you tube of it but couldn't, but now have to go and find A pagan Place because I need to listen to a Fishermans blues now to.
I'm trying to work here. Oh and Trumpets..
I was just searching to try find a you tube of it but couldn't, but now have to go and find A pagan Place because I need to listen to a Fishermans blues now to.


#29

Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
Under bridges over bridges to our destination
Puffing through the countryside there's so much to be seen.
Passengers waving as we steam through a station.
Stoke up fireman for the signal is at green.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
In the cutting, through the tunnel,
Rushing clanking on the track.
Wheezing pistons, smoking funnels,
Turning wheels go clickety clack.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again.
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
Under bridges over bridges to our destination
Puffing through the countryside there's so much to be seen.
Passengers waving as we steam through a station.
Stoke up fireman for the signal is at green.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again
In the cutting, through the tunnel,
Rushing clanking on the track.
Wheezing pistons, smoking funnels,
Turning wheels go clickety clack.
Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train
And I ride on the footplate there and back again.

#30
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walk around your home
and pour yourself a drink
fire one more torpedo, baby
watch the kitchen sink
and pour yourself a drink
fire one more torpedo, baby
watch the kitchen sink
