Band, name, or verse

[KLA2]

^ Wow. Reminds me of why I pretty much stopped listining to contemporary music by the mid '70's.

From the mid 70's and in the same vein :wink: , but not nearly as nilhistic, by Bruce Springsteen:

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
and steppin' out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
but there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run

[Arneb]

It's a long way to the top - if you wanna rock'n'roll.

[Blue Monster 65]

Actually, KLA2, that song is from their 1967 debut album. They were the "house band" for Andy Warhol's Factory.

Yep.

And to follow up on Arneb's lead:

Hail! Hail! Rock'n'Roll! - Chuck Berry (the TRUE king of Rock 'n' Roll)

[Arneb]

That of course gives me a golden opportunity :

For those about to rock - We salute you - AC/DC

we roll tonight to the guitar bite

stand up and be counted for what you are about to receive
we are the dealers
we'll give you everything you need
hail hail to the good times
cos rock has got the right of way
we ain't no legends ain't no cause
we're just livin' for today
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you

we rock at dawn on the front line
like a bolt right outta the blue
the skies alight with a guitar bite
heads will roll and rock tonight
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you, yes we do
for those about to rock, we salute you
salute

we're just a battery for hire with the guitar fire
ready and aimed at you
pick up your balls and load up your cannon
for a twenty one gun salute
for those about to rock
fire
we salute you
for those about to rock
we salute you
for those about to rock
fire
we salute you
fire
we salute you

we salute you, c'mon
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you
for those about to rock, we salute you
shoot, shoot
shoot, shoot
for those who give
for those who take
those left high
and those on the make
we salute you
we salute you
we salute you

fire :D

[KLA2]

Actually, KLA2, that song is from their 1967 debut album. They were the "house band" for Andy Warhol's Factory.

Guess that was not on the playlist of any station I listened to.

Hail! Hail! Rock'n'Roll! - Chuck Berry (the TRUE king of Rock 'n' Roll)

No argument there.

[KLA2]

Fire
by
The Crazy World of Arthur Brown

I am the god of hell fire, and I bring you
Fire, I'll take you to burn
Fire, I'll take you to learn
I'll see you burn

You fought hard and you saved and earned
But all of it's going to burn
And your mind, your tiny mind
You know you've really been so blind
Now 's your time, burn your mind
You're falling far too far behind

Oh no, oh no, oh no, you're gonna burn

Fire, to destroy all you've done
Fire, to end all you've become
I'll feel you burn

You've been living like a little girl
In the middle of your little world
And your mind, your tiny mind
You know you've really been so blind
Now 's your time, burn your mind
You're falling far too far behind
Oohhh
Fire, I'll take you to burn
Fire, I'll take you to learn
You're gonna burn, you're gonna burn
You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

Fire, I'll take you to burn
Fire, I'll take you to learn
Fire, I'll take you to bed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOErZuzZ ... re=related

[Arneb]

Hells Bells - AC/DC

I'm rolling thunder pouring rain
I'm coming on like a hurricane
my lightning's flashing across the sky
you're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives
nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get ya satan get ya

hells bells, hells bells
hells bells, you got me ringing
hells bells, my temperature's high
hells bells

[Blue Monster 65]

Ring My Bell - Anita Baker (?)

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!

[KLA2]

...
Ring them bells - for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells - all those who are left
Ring them bells - for the chosen few
Who'll judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells - for the time that flies
For the child who cries when innocence dies

Ring them bells St. Catherine from the top of the roof
Ring the bells from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And they're breakin' down the distance between right and wrong

- Gordon Lightfoot

http://www.6lyrics.com/music/gordon_lig ... ells2.aspx

[troubleagain]

Ring My Bell - Anita Baker (?)

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Anita Ward

[KLA2]

Before signing a recording contract, Ward obtained a degree in psychology from Rust College in Holly Springs, Mississippi, and had become a schoolteacher ...

Disputes with Frederick Knight, a car accident, and the fading appeal of disco music halted Ward's career, and she came to be regarded as a one-hit wonder ...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anita_Ward

Wow. Not just another pretty voice.

I was never fond of most disco music, but I remember "Ring My Bell". 8) One of my few other disco favourites was "Gloria". I was always more into the poetry or message of the lyrics than the "beat".

[Blue Monster 65]

Sorry! My mistake - I should have looked the song up. Sigh ...

Anyway ... how's about:

The Voice by Ultravox

Native these words seem to me
All speech directed to me
I've heard them once before
I know that feeling

Stranger emotions in the mind
Changing the contours I find
I've seen them once before
Someone cries to me

Chorus:

Oh Oh Oh Oh
The look and the sound of the voice
Oh Oh Oh Oh
They try, they try
Oh Oh Oh Oh
The shape and the power of the voice
Oh Oh Oh Oh
In strong low tones

Forceful and twisting again
Wasting the perfect remains
I've felt it once before
Slipping over me

(Chorus)

Sweetly the voices decay
Draw on the lines that they say
I'd lost it once before
Now it cries to me

(Chorus)

[KLA2]

Generally considered a lightweight "pop" group, Paul Revere and the Raiders had this powerful hit song. Catch the video that goes with it. 8)

They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife
Took away our native tongue
And taught their English to our young
And all the beads we made by hand
Are nowadays made in Japan
Cherokee people, Cherokee tribe
So proud to live, so proud to die
They took the whole Indian nation
Locked us on this reservation
Though I wear a shirt and tie
I'm still part redman deep inside
Cherokee people, Cherokee tribe
So proud to live, so proud to die
But maybe someday when we've learned
Cherokee nation will return, will return,
will return, will return, will return

http://www.tsrocks.com/p/paul_revere_an ... ation.html

[Arneb]

One I am digitising at the moment:

Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun
Many nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun
Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives
Judgement day has come around so be prepared dont run stand your ground

Theyre coming in from the sea
Theyve come the enemy
Beneath the blazing sun
The battle has to be won
Invaders ... pillaging
Invaders ... looting

Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland
Warning must be given theres not enough men here for a stand
The vikings are too many much too powerful to take on our own
We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone

Theyre coming over the hill
Theyve come to attack
Theyre coming in for the kill
Theres no turning back
Invaders ... fighting
Invaders ... marauding

Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground
Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around
The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the end
The saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty norsemen

Youd better scatter and run
The battles lost and not won
Youd better get away to fight another day
Invaders ... raping
Invaders ... plundering

Iron Maiden, Invaders
(from the epic "The Number of the Beast" album.

[KLA2]

^

Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight

Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
(Shrimp boats is a-comin', there's dancin' tonight)

(SLOWLY):
They go to sea with the evenin' tide
And their women folk wave their good-bye
(Ill sant vas... There they go)
While the Louisiana moon floats on high
And they wait for the day they can cry...

Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
(Shrimp boats is a-comin', there's dancin' tonight)

(SLOWLY):
Happy the days while they're mending the nets
'Til once more they ride high out to sea
(Ill sant vas... There they go)
Then how lonely the long nights will be
'Til that wonderful day when they see...

Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' there's dancin'
There's dancin' there's dancin'

Shrimp boats is a-comin' - tonight!

Paul Mason Howard / Paul Weston) (1951)

Jo Stafford

Also recorded by:
Pete Fountain; Claude Gray; Dolores Gray;
Abdullah Ibrahim; The Orioles; Buddy Tate.

[Arneb]

That's entirely more peaceful.

Incidentally, on that same Iron Maiden, The Number of the Beast, is a song which is even more appropriate than the Viking song:

Run for the Hills

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack

Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives

Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good indians are tame
Selling them whisky and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills run for your lives

[KLA2]

^ But ... the Europeans were not the first, ruthless conquerors … just the last … or, most recent. Probably the most sanctimonious.

A song and poetry spun from a previous economic recession ...


In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
and steppin' out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
but there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run

- Bruce Springsteen

[Arneb]

Funny how America's great poets tend to be musicians...

[Blue Monster 65]

From one of KLA2's countrymen, Bruce Cockburn:

"Maybe The Poet"

But he`ll be heard anyway

Maybe the poet is drugged
But he won`t stay under the rug

Maybe the voice of the spirit
In which case you`d better hear it

Maybe he`s a woman
Who can touch you where you`re human

Male female slave or free
Peaceful or disorderly
Maybe you and he will not agree
But you need him to show you new ways to see

Don`t let the system fool you
All it wants to do is rule you
Pay attention to the poet
You need him and you know it

Put him up against the wall
Shoot him up with pentothal

Shoot him up with lead
You won`t call back what`s been said

Put him in the ground
But one day you`ll look around

There`ll be a face you don`t know
Voicing thoughts you`ve heard before

Male female slave or free
Peaceful or disorderly
Maybe you and he will not agree
But you need him to show you new ways to see

Don`t let the system fool you
All it wants to do is rule you
Pay attention to the poet
You need him and you know it

[Arneb]

"We want information, information, information."
"Who are you?"
"The new number two."
"Who is number one?"
"You are number six."
"I am not a number, I am a free man."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

Iron Maiden, The Prisoner

[Blue Monster 65]

And along those lines ...

Under A Beirut Moon by Stiff Little Fingers

We'd like to help you," the consul said
"But there's nothing we can do."
"Well, you knew the risks when you took the job.
After all you're not a fool.
So don't call me, don't call me.
I just can't bend the rules.
Keep your chin up, I know it's tough.
Somehoe you'll get through."
It seems the Americans
Can bargain and rescue
But if you get caught
You're left to rot
Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon

Under a Beirut Moon
Sorry son, there's nothing we can do
Under a Beirut Moon
Different rules, we haven't got a clue

"We can't be seen to be giving in
To these terrorists you see.
If we talk with them it would mean the end
Of all that we hold dear.
So don't call me, don't call me
I'm doing all I can
Although it seems from where you sit
I don't give a damn."
Back home they'll remember you
In papers, on TV
Because when you're caught
You're left to rot
Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon

And though you dream of being free
There's not much hope that I can see
Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon

Now just today on the news I saw
A hostage walking free
He talked of how it came about
He gained his liberty
He said, don't give up, don't give up
Argue, beg and plead
Keep the pressure up, don't let it drop
Sometime you'll get free
He said the Americans
Would bargain and rescue
But when Brits get caught
They're left to rot
Under the Beirut, under the Beirut Moon

[KLA2]

Funny how America's great poets tend to be musicians...

Yes. That's because poets starve in anonimity. But wrap a tune around it, and suddenly you are a millionaire. And get all the hot chicks. :wink:

I'm sittin in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me

Everydays an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every strangers face I see
Reminds me that I long to be

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me

Tonight Ill sing my songs again
Ill play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptyness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me

- Homeward Bound by Simon And Garfunkel.

[troubleagain]

Totally love Simon and Garfunkel.

Mrs. Robinson--Simon and Garfunkel.

[Arneb]

I remember how I played to death that tape of The Concert in Central Park.

[KLA2]

My favorite album



perhaps of all time. 8)