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Kangaroo Karaoke

Great stuff Otis, Tiggy, Nutbush & Richoooooooooo! :clap :clap :clap :clap
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Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
 
Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in.

Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts to play around in.

In their styes with all their backing
They don't care what goes on around
In their eyes there's something lacking
What they need's a damn good whacking.

Everywhere there's lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon
 
[Bottle of Claret for you if I had realised...

Well, do it next time.

I forgot about it, George, I'm sorry.
Will you forgive me?

Yes.]

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number...

...then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
...about the shortage of grain in hertfordshire

Everyone of them knew that as time went by they'd get a little bit older and a litter slower but...

It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by someone who's always/umpteen ...
Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee/district was leaving...
Intended to die ... Ottoman
...long gone through...
I've got to say, irritably and...
...floors, hard enough to put on ... per day's MD in our district
There was not really enough light to get down
And ultimately ... slumped down
Suddenly...

They may stop the funding...
Place your bets
The original
Afraid she'll die ...
Great colours for the season

Number 9, number 9

Who's to know?
Who was to know?

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9

I sustained nothing worse than ...

Also, for example
Whatever you're doing
A business deal falls through

I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives...

People ride, people ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

Ride! Ride!

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

...I've missed all of that
It makes me a few days late
Compared with, like, wow!
And weird stuff like that...

...taking our sides sometimes
...floral bark

Rouge doctors have brought this specimen

I have nobody's short-cuts, aha...

9, number 9

...with the situation

They are standing still

The plan, the telegram...
Number 9, number...

A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to my son
He really can try, as they do, to find function...
Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high
And his eyes were low...

Alright!

It was on fire and his glasses were the same
This thing knows if it was tinted
But you know it isn't
To me it is...

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9

So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price it ...
Yellow underclothes
So, any road, we went to see the dentist instead
Who gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all
So I said I'd marry, join the *smile* navy and went to sea

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair

I'm not in the mood for whirling

How? Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whimming

...only to find the night-watchman unaware of his
presence in the building

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9

Industry allows financial imbalance

Thrusting it between his shoulder blades

The Watusi, the twist

Eldorado

Take this, brother, may it serve you well

Maybe it's nothing
What? What? Oh...

Maybe, even then, impervious in London

...could be difficult thing...
It's quick like rush for peace is because it's so much
Like being naked

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright

If, you became naked
 
Heard on the radio that Dionne Warwick was born 65 years ago today. With that in mind: do you know the way to Waverley?  :cutelaugh

(Everyone please whoa-whoa along.... plus the boom-boom-booms ;D )

Do you know the way to San Jose?
I've been away so long
I may go wrong and lose my way
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I'm going back to find
Some peace of mind in San Jose

L.A. is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, how quick they pass
And all the stars
That never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas

You can really breathe in San Jose
They've got a lot of space
There'll be a place where I can stay
I was born and raised in San Jose
I'm going back to find
Some peace of mind in San Jose

Fame and fortune is a magnet
It can pull you far away from home
With a dream in your heart you're never alone
Dreams turn into dust and blow away
And there you are
Without a friend
You pack your car and ride away

I've got lots of friends in San Jose
Do you know the way to San Jose?

Oh, L.A. is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, how quick they pass
And all the stars
That never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas

I've got lots of friends in San Jose
Do you know the way to San Jose?
Can't wait to get back to San Jose....
 
That song always reminds me of the film Shooting Fish, which I saw at the Schonell cinema in Brisbane six times with different people each time... "Whatcha doin' tonight?.... wanna go to the movies?.." :eek: :cutelaugh

So I'll do another song that appeared in that film... by the Bluetones, a Britpop band from Hounslow that never made the impact they could have..... this is from late 1995....

When I am sad and weary
When all my hope is gone
And I can't put my finger
On the time things first went wrong
I have a little secret
I like to tell myself
And until now I haven't
Told anybody else

You may not see things my way;
Like my method or my reasons
But you can't tell me that I'm
Wrong

There's no heart you can't melt
With a certain little smile
And no challenge should be faced
Without a little charm and a lot of style
So don't put your faith in time
She heals but doesn't change
And only a fool won't take the
Chance to stay the same

When I am sad and weary
When all my hope is gone
I walk around my house and
Think of you with nothing on
And I have a list of things I
Go over in my mind
When I can just sit right back and
Watch the world unwind

You may not see things my way
I don't care 'cause I'm not asking
But you can't tell me that I'm
Wrong

There's no heart you can't melt
With a certain little smile
And no challenge should be faced
Without a little charm and a lot of style
So don't put your faith in time
She heals but doesn't change
And only a fool won't take the
Chance to stay the same

There's no heart you can't melt
With a certain little smile
And no challenge should be faced
Without a little charm and a lot of style
So don't put your faith in time
She heals but doesn't change
And only a fool won't take the
Chance to stay the same

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah....
 
Ready - Way to go, another Brit Pop Classic

There she goes
There she goes again
Racing thru' my brain
And I just can't contain
This feelin' that remains

There she blows
There she blows again
Pulsing thru' my vein
And I just can't contain
This feelin' that remains

There she goes, there she goes again
She calls my name, pulls my train
No-one else could heal my pain
And I just can't contain
This feelin' that remains

There she goes
There she goes again
Chasing down my lane
And I just can't contain
This feelin' that remains
 
As contemporary as ever....25 years later.

Imagine     

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

J.Lennon

:)
 
Something melancholy from less happy times

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me


I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face
beside a train

It's not easy to be me


Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see


It may sound absurd
but don't be naive-
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
but won't you concede?
Even Heroes have the right to dream

It's not easy to be me


Up, up and away: away from me
It's all right
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything


I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees


I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.

Ooooooooh Oooooooh :'(
 
Here is my favourite Rolling Stones song, just a brilliant piece of music.

Gimme Shelter  :clap
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Oh, a storm is threat’ning
My very life today
If I don’t get some shelter
Oh yeah, I’m gonna fade away

War, children, it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
War, children, it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away

Ooh, see the fire is sweepin’
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost it’s way

War, children, it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
War, children, it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away

Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away

Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away

Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away

The floods is threat’ning
My very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter
Or I’m gonna fade away

War, children, it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
I tell you love, sister, it’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
Kiss away, kiss away
 
Ghost, yep love Gimme Shelter, especially when Tina Turner sings that middle bit..

Eh Crystal, if Ghost sings, maybe you could be Tina,

Here is my Stones, and I am thinking the Linda Ronstadt version.

Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin' like I don't know how,
But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now.
This low down b!tchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
You know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don't you see the time flashin' by.
Honey, got no money,
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.
But baby, I can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
Playin' the field ev'ry night.
Baby, can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.
Got to roll me. Got to roll me.
 
Jeez there's some great numbers being covered in here! :clap :clap :clap Nice one Ghost! Gimme Shelter is my all time fave R. Stones song. :hearton

And now for one of my fave Who...... >:D

Every day I get in the queue (Too much, Magic Bus)
To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, Magic Bus)
I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (Too much, Magic Bus)
You house is only another mile (Too much, Magic Bus)

Thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, Magic Bus)
You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, Magic Bus)
I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, Magic Bus)
But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, Magic Bus)

Nooooooooo!

I don't care how much I pay (Too much, Magic Bus)
I wanna drive my bus to my baby each day (Too much, Magic Bus)
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... (You can't have it!)
Thruppence and sixpence every day
Just to drive to my baby
Thruppence and sixpence each day
'Cause I drive my baby every way

Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus ...

I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus)
I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus)
I drive my baby every way (Too much, Magic Bus)
Each time I go a different way (Too much, Magic Bus)

I want it, i want it, I want it, I want it ...

Every day you'll see the dust (Too much, Magic Bus)
As I drive my baby in my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus)
 
The Who???, now that is serious Panel Van Karaoke,
Parked up in the bush with a few mates under the Southern Cross,
Vans in a Circle. Stereos blasting as the keyboards kick in.


Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove i'm right
I don't need to be forgiven

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally ,take my hand
Travel south crossland
Put out the fire

Don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Oh, oh
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!
 
and then as the sun comes up on our drunken Panel Van Karaoke Night, the last song on the 8 track tape player cues up.

THere is serious Air Guitar Action,

We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?

There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!


Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss​
 
tigericho said:
Ghost, yep love Gimme Shelter, especially when Tina Turner sings  that middle bit..

Merry Clayton did the amazing backing vocals on Gimme Shelter  :clap :clap :clap

http://www.rocksoff.org/merry.htm
 
The Who was gonna be my next set

Excellent work guys (and dolls) :clap :clap :clap

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all fffffffffffffff-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Why don’t you all f-fffffffffffffade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby
 
TC said:
The Who was gonna be my next set

Excellent work guys (and dolls) :clap :clap :clap

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all fffffffffffffff-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Why don’t you all f-fffffffffffffade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

TC WAY TO GO
My fingers are bleeding,
must get some new strings on my air guitar
 
Ghost Who Walks said:
tigericho said:
Ghost, yep love Gimme Shelter, especially when Tina Turner sings that middle bit..

Merry Clayton did the amazing backing vocals on Gimme Shelter :clap :clap :clap

http://www.rocksoff.org/merry.htm

So Merry did those vocals, then that ends an Urban Myth about Tina. I had heard it asked as a Trivia Night Question. Doh wrong again.

Now back to the thread.

Pink Floyd, Great Gig in the Sky.

Ah Ah AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Oh Oh OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH