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

*rolls up sleeves, takes a deep breath...*
Oh, I can't remember how it starts.

Doesn't it start, dah dah der dah dah der der??
If theres somreone you can live without,
then do so.
And if theres someone you can just shove out,
do so

You can be my Yoko Ono,
you can follow me wherever I go
be my be my be my Yoko Ono

I know that when I say this I may be stepping on pins and needles,
but I don't like these people slagging her for reaking up the Beatles.
(Don't blame it on Yokey)
If I were John and you were Yoko, I would gladly give up musical genius
just to have you as my very own personal venus.......

*mutters a few lines, eyes light up as memory returns...*
Is this the real life,
Or is it just fantasy,
Cought in a whirl wind (???),
No escape from reality.
I'm just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come,
Easy go,
Little high,
Little low,
Antway the wind blows,
Doesn't really matter,
To me,
Tooo mmmeee....
*Dum de dum dum, boo dumm de dum dooo...*
Ma-ma....
just killed a man
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled the trigger,
now he's dead.
Ma-ma,
life had just begun,
but now I've gone and blown it all away.
Ma-ma,
oooooo,
if I'm not back this time again tomorrow,
carry on, carry on,
'cause nothing really matters.
goodbye everybody,
I've got to go,
got to leave you all behind and face the truth,
ma-ma oooo
I sometime wish I'd never been born at allllll
*wo, missed a bit, carry on no-one will notice*
*do do do do do do do do*
I'm just a poor boy,
nobody loves me,
he's just a poor boy,
from a poor family
spare him his life from this monstrocity.
Easy come, easy go
will you let me go
DISHMILLA (?????) NO
we will not let you go.
Let me go.
We will not let you go
etc etc etc
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO,
mumma mia, mumma mia mumma mia let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,
for me
for MMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe
*proceeds with a great deal of thrashing of hair about*
So you think you 'wail wail' and spit in my eyee
*BOOM BOOM*
so you think you can love me and leave me to diieee
*BOOM BOOM*
Wooooo baby
can't do this to me baby,
just got to get out,
just got to get right outta heerrree
*Uses the long musical bit to recover balance and tidy hair*
nothing really matters,
anyone can see,
nothing really matters,
nothing really matters,
to meeeee.
*and just to show off, the very quiet bit people always forget*
Any way the wind bloooowwwwssssssssss.
*Deep bow, trying not to fall over. Crawls off stage*
Ok, I need a drink

Oh, hello Helena,

IIRC the line is as follows. "Caught in a landslide"

the only song I can remember any lyrics to at the minute goes (with apologies to Spike Milligan):

I'm walking backwards for Xmas
Across the Irish sea
I'm walking backwards for Xmas
It's the only thing for me

I've tried walking sideways and walking to the front
But people laugh at me and say, 'It's a publicity stunt'

So I'm walking backwards for Xmas
Across the Irish sea

Shortest full lyrics on this forum :

"And the meek shall inherit the Earth"...

Rush.

Hello Brainy, how was your nearly end of semester break from uni?? I don't want to go back, but can only ask, does it really go...
I'm gonna hit the highway like a bat out of hell,
like a Cilla Black fan on a bike??
Just asking....
Beelzebub has a devil for a sideboard anyway....

Hollis Brown
you lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown you lived on the outside of town

with yer wife and five children in yer cabin broken down.

you looked for work and money and ye walked a ragged mile
you looked for work and money and ye walked a ragged mile

yer children are so hungry that they don't know how to smile.

you pray to the lord above oh please send you a friend
you pray to the lord above oh please send you a friend

yer empty pockets tell ye that ye haven't got no friends.

yer baby's eyes look crazy they're e-tuggin at yer sleeve
yer baby's eyes look crazy they're e-tuggin at yer sleeve

you walk the floor and wonder why with every breath you breathe.

the rats have got yer flour, bad blood it got yer mind
the rats have got yer flour, bad blood it got yer mind

is there anyone that knows is there anyone that cares.

yer baby's crying louder now
it's a-poundin on yer brain
yer baby's crying louder now it's a-poundin on yer brain

yer wife's screams are stabbin like the diry drivin rain.

yer grass is turnin black
there's no water in your well
yer grass is turnin black, there's no water in yer well

you spend yer last loaned dollar on seven shotgun shells.

way out in the wilderness
a cold coyote calls
way out in the wilderness a cold coyote calls

your eyes fix on the shotgun that's a-hangin on the wall.

yer brain it is bleedin and yer legs can't seem to stand
yer brain it is bleedin and yer legs can't seem to stand

your eyes fix on the shotgun that yer holding in yer hand.

there's seven breezes blowin
on around the cabin door
seven breezes blowin on around the cabin door

seven shots rang out like the ocean's poundin roar.


seven people dead
on a south dakota farm
seven people dead on a south dakota farm

somewheres in the distance, seven new people born.


yes, an old dylan song. soo gloomy.

*singing*

New forum!!!!! New forum!!!!!

New forum..............
THREAD!

http://www.h2g2.com/forumframe.cgi?thread=35459&forum=23644

-TVF

Yes i believe it is like a Cilla Black fan on a bike!
However, i think I've heard a song about gazing down a road so long and so broad it makes you as mad as an ant!!!
That's the Who for you!

Although, just between you and me, it sounds a lot like "a Cilla Black fan on high"