h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Again, I bow to you Spork. That is awesome.
Tell me are you pulling this out of your head?
Or have you got a page/site where you access this info?
First the Bowie, now Jabberwocky!

Good show!

Actually, while I've got the gist of the words right, I've spelled quite a few of the words wrong... they are off the top of my head! I memeorized that poem in fourth grade, and while I recite it perfectly, I must admit that I have long ago forgotten how the words were spelled

I memorized it in fifth. I could still quote it when my kids were small.
I don't know how old you are, but my memory has it's bad moments.

Of course, then there are the days when you remember the oddest things, like.........

1. The Raven-Edgar Allen Poe
2. The Gettysburg Address
3. Almost verbatim, the screenplay (complete with song lyrics) to Rocky Horror Picture Show.

sometimes it's astounding what the brain retains.

~It was Great when it all began
I was a regular Frankie fan
But, it was over when he had the plan
To start a-workin on a muscle man.
Now the only thing that gives me hope
Is my love of a certain dope.
Rose tint my world and keep me safe from a-trouble and pain~

I am just seven hours old and truely beautiful to behold,
but somebody should be told, my libido hasn't been controlled,
Now the only thing I've come to trust,
is an Orgasmic rush of lust,
Rose tint my world and keep me safe from my trouble and pain...

Whose next for the floor show??

That babelfish thing is great. Those of us with fish in our ears would have heard:


(Hang on let me get out of this Lederhosen, it's really beginning to chafe)
*Does quick striptease behind curtain and comes out wearing only the hat with the big green feather over.....certain areas...*


I am a holzfaeller and feel me strong I sleep of the at night and chop on the day

He is a holzfaeller and feels strongly he sleeps the at night and chops on the day

I fell trees, I ess my bread I go on the WC on Wednesday go I shopping chew
cookies to the coffee

It falls the trees it eats its bread it goes on the WC on Wednesday goes it
shopping chews cookies to kaffeev

He is a holzfaeller and feels strongly he sleeps the at night and chops on the day

I fell trees and hupf and branch put for flowers into the Vas I slip in Fraukenleider
and lummel me into Bars

It falls trees, it hupft and branches puts flowers into the Vas it schlupft in
Fraukenleider and lummelt themselves in Bars...?

He is a holzfaeller and feels strongly he sleeps the at night and chops on the day

I fell trees, carry Stockelschuh and sock and Bustenhalter Waer gladly a small girl
as my uncle walter

It falls the trees, carries Stockelschuh and sock and Bustenhalter.....?


*Drops the hat*

Oh......umm....my..gggoodness!!!
ummm....he he...nice..hat. Yeah, nice hat.

****************
(back to the floorshow)

~It's beyond me
Help me, mommie
I'll be good, you'll see
Take this dream away
What's this? Let's see..
I..I feel sexy!
What's come over me?
Whooh! Here it comes again.~

(next..)

*enters wearing bell bottoms, paisley tunic, beads*

Something's happening here.
What it is ain't exactly clear.
There's a man with a gun over there,
Telling me I got to beware.

You better stop. Hey! What's that sound?
Everybody look what's goin' round.

Paranoia strikes deep.
Into your heart it will creep....

Ooooooooooohh Rocky!

This one is for MadMunk !!!


I had a nightmare boogie late last night
I dreamed I was trapped in a hall full of golden discs
Somebody came up to me and said ; 'which one is yours..?'
And I had to confess I didnt have one, didn't have a single,
didn't have a single one at all..
He said : 'Get back, get back ! Don't want you here"
"Get back get back, go away..."

Discussing my future, I wonder why
They tell me I'd be much better off if I told just one little lie
Smoke up the chimney, the boy will go far
The say you've got to be rough and though and rough and...
If you want to be a rockstar...


Spot the millionaires,
Aristocrats
The big teddybears
The fools and fool's hats....

TM.

I love that song! It's so useful during Astronomy tests.

All you Rocky people should head over to http://www.h2g2.com/forumframe.cgi?forum=26239&thread=28085
and join in the sing-along there.

A man of intrigue
He lives for the thrill
Always has places to go
And people to kill

Danger is the game he plays
And he holds every card
'cause if you wanna win
You gotta spy hard

A man of the world
So suave and discreet
He trips over the women
Piled up at his feet

But evil's lurking
So he's always on his guard
Cause if your gonna spy
You better spy hard

He's always there
When the chips are beginning to fall
He wouldn't care if they kicked him and grabbed him
And shot him and stabbed him
And nailed both his ears to the wall

Facing death everyday
Is a tough job for any man
But his hours are flexible
And he's got a great dental plan

By the way if you walked in late
Allow me to reiterate
The name of this movie is Spy Hard

They call it Spy Hard
You're watching Spy Hard
It's the theme from Spy Hard

Bravely bold Sir Robin
Rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die
No, brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid
To be killed in nasty ways.
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin.

He was not in the least bit scared
To be mashed into a pulp.
Or to have his eyes gouged out
And his elbows broken;
To have his kneecaps split
And his body burnt away;
And his limbs all hacked and mangled
Brave Sir Robin

His head smashed in
And his heart cut out
And his liver removed
And his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped
And his bottom burnt off
And his penis-


"That's enough music for now lads - there's dirty work afoot."

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

..
So.. so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from rain
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for dreams
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cool comfort for change
Did you exchange a walk on part in the Wall for a lead role in a cage.
How I wish how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
Going over the same old ground of how we found the same old fears
I wish you were here.

Dear God, hope you got the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
but all the people that you made in your image
see them starving on their feet
'cause they don't get enough to eat from God
I can't believe in you

Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
and all the people that you made in your image
see them fighting in the street
'cause they can't make opinions meet about God
I can't believe in you

*sounds of hundreds of clocks chiming/ringing*

~Ticking away the moments that make up a dog-day
Flitter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Picking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired and lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
You might feel(?) that life is longer
And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun

Then you run...you run
To catch up with the sun
Day is sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way
But you're older
Shorter of breath
And one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
For things da da da da da order (went blank there)
Above the plains of soot and grime
Hanging, haunting quite desperation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
We've all got something more to say
La

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside your fire
And far away across the field
Tolling on the iron bell
That calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell~

"in a church, rise the face, doesnt matter going under (?)
only child no

a man decides after seventy years
that what he goes there for, is to unlock the door
while those around him criticize and sleep
and through a fractal on that breaking wall
i see you my friend, and touch your face again
miracles will happen as we dream

but we're never gonna survive, unless
we get a little crazy
no we're never gonna survive, unless
we are a little crazy

crazy yellow people walking through my head
one of them's got a gun
to shoot the other one
and yet together they were friends at school

if all were there when we first took the pill
then maybe, baby, maybe, baby
miracles will happen as we speak

but we're never gonna survive, unless
we get a little crazy
no we're never gonna survive, unless
we are a little crazy
no no we'll never survive
unless we get a little

oh no
in a sky full of people
only some want to fly
isnt that crazy?
in a world full of people
only some want to fly
isnt that crazy, crazy
in a heaven of people
ther's only some want to fly
isnt that crazy?
in a world full of people
only some want to fly
isnt that crazy, crazy crazy?

but we're never gonna survive, unless
we get a little crazy
no we're never gonna survive, unless
we are a little crazy"

Grabs mic for more Floyd!!!!!

Day after day
Love turns grey
Like skin on a dying man
And night after night
We pretend it's alright
But I have grown older
And you have grown colder
And nothin is very much fun anymore

I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feeeel, cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tournicate
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom in the suitcase on the left you'll find my favorite axe!
Don't look so frightened this is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch TV or get between the sheets
Or contemplate the silent freeway
Would you like something to eat
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would ya?!?
Would you like to see me try?!?
Ohhhhh! No!

Would you like to call the cops
Do you think it's time I stopped
Why are you running Awayyyyyyy........


Ooooh, babe
Don't leave me now.
Don't say it's the end of the road.
Remember the flowers I sent.
I need you, babe
To put through the shredder
In front of my friends
Ooooh Babe.
Dont leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Ooooh Babe.
How could you treat me this way?
Running away.
I need you, Babe.
Why are you running away?
Oooooh Babe!

(One of My Turns from memory, the rest from Pink Floyd lyrics page)

Can you post the URL of the Pink Floyd lyrics page? I would love to see it.