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Elton John-Someone saved my life tonight

When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights
The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima Donna lord you really should have been there
Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair
And it’s one more beer and I don’t hear you anymore
We’ve all gone crazy lately
My friends out there rolling round the basement floor

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye

I never realised the passing hours of evening showers
A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams
I’m strangled by your haunted social scene
Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen
It’s four o’clock in the morning
Damn it listen to me good
I’m sleeping with myself tonight
Saved in time, thank God my music’s still alive

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye

And I would have walked head on into the deep end of the river
Clinging to your stocks and bonds
Paying your H.P. demands forever
They’re coming in the morning with a truck to take me home
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
So save your strength and run the field you play alone

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye

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Thanks Rubester..I’m honoured my darlin’ girl.
Especially for you..

The Bonie Wee Thing

Wishfully I look and languish
In that bonie face o’ thine,
And my heart it sounds wi’ anguish,
Lest my wee thing be na mine.

[Chorus] Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,
Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom,
Lest my jewel it should tine.

Wit and Grace, and Love, and Beauty,
In ae constellation shine;
To adore thee in my duty,
Goddess o’ this soul o’ mine!
[Chorus]

Rabbie Burns

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@chickenman wrote:

That was Brand who said that.
Mr Sach and his grand daughter didn’t say anything about all this or seemed remotely bothered until the Sunday Mail decided to phone them up and stir it to get a story.
Also i’m sorry but you cant belong to a Nazi Satanic Sluts band with half naked pics of birds with nothing on but tassles on their nips then start moaning about someone else has offended your Grand Father by stating you had sex with some bloke.
Double standards.

It wouldn’t matter if Andrew Sach’s granddaughter was the reincarnation of Eva Braun, nor would it matter if Andrew Sachs wasn’t remotely @rsed about the content of the messages left on his answering machine.
What DOES matter is that two highly paid ‘entertainers’ thought it was appropriate to leave obscene and lewd material on said answering machine, in order to garner some cheap laughs.

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Yeast, grass pollens, septrin, ventolin, salbutomol, nickel, idiots.

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Hum.

The poppies are swaying
and whispering bees
scoop pollen, pulped pabulous on thrashing winds
bearing peregrines and rain.

After the time
when I am only breeze,
stoop low by potentilla
to a recollection of kisses nearly taken,
borne on an insect paean.

©

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SCOTS WHA HAE WI’ WALLACE BLED

Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victory!

Now’s the day, and now’s the hour;
See the front o’ battle lour,
See approach proud Edward’s power—
Chains and slavery!

Wha will be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!

Wha for Scotland’s king and law
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fa’,
Let him follow me!

By oppression’s woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in ev’ry foe!
Liberty’s in ev’ry blow!
Let us do or die!

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OMD – Enola Gay

OMD Sailing On The Seven Seas

Whatever happened to Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark? :roll:

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LIFE IS THE BODY’S LIGHT
by Robert Herrick

Life is the body’s light; which, once declining,
Those crimson clouds i’ th’ cheeks and lips leave shining:-
Those counter-changed tabbies in the air,
The sun once set, all of one colour are:
So, when death comes, fresh tinctures lose their place,
And dismal darkness then doth smutch the face.

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Same toooon..different treatments..

Bill Evans Trio – Autumn Leaves

Wynton Marsalis & Sarah Vaughn – Autumn Leaves

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