LIES LIES LIES LIES
GOLD GOLD GOLD GOLD
GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS
FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE

If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange
Just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes

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Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, i

DON'T MAKE ME WAIT TOO LONG
OH I NEED YOUR TOUCH
DON'T MAKE ME WAIT FOR YOUR
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE

NO
NO
NOTORIOUS

Could've been so beautiful
Could've been so right
Could've been my lover
Every day of my life




TIL NOW
I ALWAYS GOT BY ON MY OWN
I NEVER REALLY CARED UNTIL I MET YOU
AND NOW IT CHILLS ME TO THE BONE

AND I WISH THEY WOULD STOP SAYING

DEPUTY DAWG-DAWG A DING DANG DEBY-DEBY
DEPUTY DAWG-DAWG A DING DANG DEBY-DEBY

I, I just died in your arms tonight. Must have been something you said.

rythmic, systemic and world control
magnetic, genetic, dement your soul

Y-Y-YOU GONNA GET YOURS

It was a long hot night
She made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over, the moment is gone
I followed my hands, not my head,
I know I was wrong






(Damn. Didn't mean to double-up.)

When I'm alone in my room I hear my conscious callsi

THIS CITY'S MAD IN THE HEAD
AND SICK IN THE SOUL
ALL THE STARS FLEW AWAY A LONG TIME AGO
WELL, ISN'T THAT NICE?
LIKE MIAMI VICE
I GO CRAZY WHEN I'M WITHOUT YOU

SHOW ME SHOW ME SHOW ME
HOW YOU DO THAT TRICK

Take back yo...insurance
cuz, baby, nothin' is guaranteed
Take back your acid raiiiiiiin, baby
Let your TV bleed

You're jammin' me
You're jammin' me
Quit JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMIN' me
Baby, YOU can keep me
Painted in a corner
You can walk away
But it's not over

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he’s taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I’m taking a ride
With my best friend





Panic on the streets of london
Panic on the streets of birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself

Which raises an important question...can you reference Joe Piscopo and still be considered a classic?

Is thread makes my UK brain hurt. (Panic and Notorius are '86)

BUT I'M SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW
THAT I HAVE TO LET YOU GO
BUT I DON'T MIND AT ALL

SEVERAL YEARS AGO I SAID GOODBYE TO MY OWN SANITY
BUT I DON'T
NO, I DON'T
NO I DON'T MIND AT ALL

first track I've recognized in this thread. I gotta quit looking at it. Makes me feel too out of touch.

Seeing as the thread is littered with obscurities like The Cure, The Smiths and Depeche Mode, it's easy to see how you feel that way.

Yeah, c'mon man, JLH, NLMDA, and POTSOL. three of the best songs ever.

JLH = Just Like Heaven. Guess I missed that one. I don't know what those other songs are.

for the record, I have little interest in The Smiths, The Cure OR Depeche Mode. Never could get into any of them.

Í dag er afmæli
þau sjúga vindla
Hann ber blómakeðju
Og hann saumar fugl
í nærbuxurnar hennar

Sugarcubes?

Forget it, it's cold, it's getting late,
Trudge on home to celebrate
In a quiet way, unwind
Doing Christmas right this time.




It was Christmas Eve babe...

I'm dancing the seven veils
want you to pick up my scarves
see how the black moon fades
soon I can give you my heart



I don't know no shame
I think I'm playin' a game
see the flame ...



but I do know a Mandinka
I do know a Mandinka
I do know a Mandinka
I do

Yep.


Before this river
Becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh baby I reconsider
My foolish notion
Well I need someone to hold me
But I'll wait for something more

Yes I've gotta have faith...






And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll

I pop pop pop blow blow bubble gum
You taste of cherryade
There is something here you must show me
From what you are made
Sugar and spice
And all things nice



But last night the plans of a future war
Was all I saw on Channel Four

She floats like a swan
grace on the water
lips like sugar
lips like sugar
just when you think you've caught her
she glides across the water
she calls for you tonight
to share this moonlight




You always wanted a lover
I only wanted a job
I’ve always worked for my living
How am I gonna get through?
How am I gonna get through?

I come here looking for money
(got to have it)
And end up living with love, oh, oh
Now you left me with nothing
(can’t take it)
How am I gonna get through?
How am I gonna get through?

I bought you drinks, I brought you flowers
I read you books and talked for hours
Every day, so many drinks
Such pretty flowers, so tell me
What have i, what have i, what have I done to deserve this?

There is Freedom Within There is Freedom without
Try to Catch a Deluge in a Paper Cup

I live cement
I hate this street
Give dirt to me
I bite lament
This human form
Where I was born
I now repent




Repent
Re-pe-ent

You and I together, with nothing showing at all,
In a darkened cinema, I'll give you pleasure in the stalls.
Want to give you tenderness, and my affection too.
If it's through clenched teeth, that's what you driven me
to

I want us to be lovers
I want us to be friends
Want it like; it's the living end.
Keep me away from her.

With your kittens. on the patchwork quilt,
Oh no, what am I doing here, in the house Jack Kerouac built.
There's white magic, and bad rock'n'roll,
Your friend there says, he's the gatekeeper to my soul

shit, you guys are taking lots of the good ones. Glad to see participation though.



"My god, Richard, are you drunk?"

"IT'S DICK....and yes."

HOW CAN WE DANCE WHEN OUR EARTH IS TURNING
HOW DO WE SLEEP WHILE OUR BEDS ARE BURNING


Bury me deep in love,
Bury me deep in love
Take me in, under your wing
Bury me deep in love

And another thing
I've been wondering lately
Oh, baby,
Tell me where have you been?
Now the stage is set
Where's my Juliet, baby?
Is it maybe
My Midsummer Night's Dream?
What's my scene?

NO MATTER HOW THE RACE IS WON IT ALWAYS ENDS THE SAME
ANOTHER ROOM WITHOUT A VIEW WAITS DOWNTOWN
YOU CAN SHAKE ME FOR A WHILE LIVING UP IN STYLE
NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO I'M GONNA TAKE YOU DOWN




ONE FOOT IN THE DOOR
THE OTHER ONE IN THE GUTTER
THE SWEET SMELL THAT YOU ADORE
WELL I THINK I'D RATHER SMOTHER

SALT N PEPA'S HERE
SAL-SAL-SAL-SALT N PEPA'S HERE

Star Trekking, across the universe,
On the Starship Enterprise, under Captain Kirk.
Star Trekking, across the universe,
Only going forward, 'cause we can't find reverse.


Ye canna change the laws of physics,
laws of physics,
laws of physics!
Ye canna change the laws of physics,
laws of physics,


Ha-ha! We come in peace, shoot to kill,
shoot to kill,
shoot to kill.
We come in peace, shoot to kill,
shoot to kill, men.


It's worse than that, he's dead, Jim.
Dead, Jim.
Dead, Jim.
It's worse than that, he's dead, Jim.
Dead, Jim, Dead.


It's life, Jim, but not as we know it,
not as we know it,
not as we know it.
It's life, Jim, but not as we know it,
not as we know it, Captain.


There's Klingons on the starboard bow,
starboard bow,
starboard bow.
There's Klingons on the starboard bow,
starboard bow, again.


Star Trekking, across the universe,
On the Starship Enterprise, under Captain Kirk.
Star Trekking, across the universe,
Only going forward, 'cause we can't find reverse.

heard that song for the first time yesterday.

mind = blown

Predictably a UK #1.

We have to try and get all of them as a YSI project.

Could you be the one
Could you be the one
Could you be the one that's hanging all around

Don't even know what I'm hiding for
Don't even know what I'm crying for
Don't even know, could you be the only
Broken hearted one

This is fun...


This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love

yeah, I was considering this too. I've got most already.

Roger Troutman's "I Wanna Be Your Man" isn't really worth singing along to, but goddamn is it a cool song



WON'T YOU TAKE ME TO
A FUNKY TOWN

Some Gun Club:


Bill Bailey
won't you come on home, tonight
Bill Bailey
won't you come on home, tonight



Hey Bill, that last pic ain't Pseudo Echo.

their website seems to think it is.

Bizarre - it really doesn't look anything like them - where's the big hair?:

I'M SORRY BUT YOUR SCRATCHING IS UP
PLEASE DEPOSIT ANOTHER RECORD

SO DAMN TOUGH

NOBODY DON'T DANCE
ON THE EDGE OF THE DARK
WE'VE GOT THE RADIO ON
AND IT
FEELS
LIKE
LOVE
AND IT DON'T MEAN A LOT
AND IT
FEELS
LIKE
LOVE
AND IT'S ALL THAT WE GOT





^^^^^ one of my favorite songs EVAH



WHADYA MEAN I DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD
I TALK TO HIM EVERYDAY
WHADYA MEAN I DON'T SUPPORT YOUR SYSTEM
I GO TO COURT WHEN I HAVE TO

I'M A COWBOY
ON A STEEL HORSE I RIDE