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November Spawned A Monster
Sleep on and dream of love
Because it’s the closest you will get to love
Poor twisted child
So ugly
So ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me
Oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who later cried“But Jesus made me
So Jesus save me from
Pity
Sympathy
And people discussing me”
A frame of useless limbs
What can make good
All the bad that’s been done?And if the lights were out
Could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth
Or anywhere?
Oh..Poor twisted child
So ugly
So ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me
Oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who must remain
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A symbol of where mad mad lovers
Must pause and draw the lineSo sleep and dream of love
Because it’s the closest you will get to love
Oh..That November
Is a time
Which I must
Put out of my mindOh one fine day
Let it be soon
She won’t be rich or beautiful
But she’ll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herselfMorrissey
Guns N’ Roses
Grrr I’ve been away most of the week and I only got to see this tonight
…If at some stage (and I truly hope) MJ gets a wee look in here , I just want to wish her a safe stay and a happy time in Oz – for however long or short it will last :wink: .
Thanks for the brill links and wonderful witty posts MJ..
tc
Sgt xxx
Love Over Gold
You walk out on the high wire
You’re a dancer on thin ice
You pay no heed to the danger
And less to advice
Your footsteps are forbidden
But with knowledge of your sin
You throw your love to all the strangers
And caution to the windAnd you go dancing through doorways
Just to see what you will find
Leaving nothing to interfere
With the crazy balance of your mind
And when you finally reappear
At the place where you came in
You’ve thrown your love to all the strangers
And caution to the windIt takes love over gold
And mind over matter
To do what you do that you must
When the things that you hold
Can fall and be shattered
Or run through your fingers like dust…Dire Straits
The Christians
Not a bad tune that from the Take That boys (men)… I think they deserve great credit for a very convincing and mature comeback. That STARDUST flick certainly looks entertaining MJ – I plan on getting to see it soon :) .
Well.. I’m sure most of us here remember The Tube. Early friday evenings in the 80s always promised something interesting on this iconic CH4 show. Anyway, apparently it’s 25th Anniversary is happening round about now, so here’s a clip (curiously enough) from it’s last airing – a rather hoarse, pissed up Bono and a wrecked post gig U2 show their respect with a quirky little ad-lib performance of the country ditty …
:P
Yep.. it’s really me.. and yep, I’m really posting on this thread lol!
A very decent cover of a Thin Lizzy classic performed in Phil Lynott’s hometown :)
Metallica – Whiskey In The Jar
Sound Out
Heavy heave from Connolly Station.
Chugging against muggy air.
Strange for October.
Glazed gauze look about the carriage –Mad looking woman of ninety five, sixty or so.
Mad hair blue black horror lips slurping back…
Urgh…This isn’t working.
Why should nature welcome me back so easily?
Why should she spread sedate
For my crude grammar to penetrate?
The shaft of my pen is like a sterile monument –
A fettered, flacid great big brick.
(You wish).That wasn’t bad.
Foreign face now (don’t ask me how I know)
Nibbling on strange biscuit things.
Devouring the atmosphere.
If I didn’t know better I’d blame him on this.
Coming here, stealing all our metaphors.
Tut.Steady on.
Landscape then, or dearly represent.
When all else fails,
Consolidate so.
Set your sails
Kind of like Tennyson.
He wasn’t great,
But he could keep a tidy, steady
Unremarkable
Ship at the ready.
Y’Know?Steady as she goes.
Really? You think so?
Ahem..
“The spender falls from his castle walls
As the lady cooks shallots.
Blow bubbles in your buggies blow
To the choleric song of the odour eaters.”Maybe not. Okay, finish up.
Malahide already?
That was quick.
I viewed an apartment here once
With a nice lady.
Alas they come and go.Prufrock like?
How original.
I’m beginning to get the feeling I’m in the wrong poem.
Dear old lady at tram station earlier –
Hero here helping her buy her ticket.
“Thank you son.
There are angels everywhere if you know where to look.”
Damned with quaint phrase.@sharongooner wrote:
thanks for shiny happy people sgt, I love REM and 4got to say tar the other day when you posted all the links :wink:
No worries sharon! Glad you enjoyed them :) .
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