The Song Lyrics I'd Like to Quote Today...

[SiHart]

I didn't say any such thing this morning. I have been misrepresented there!

[Stuart Wallis]

Wake yourself up!
Simon says wake yourself up!
Throw your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
Queens is in the back sippin yak y'all what's up?

You can tell what Radio station I listen to in the mornings

The world needs more nonsense like this.

I'll rephrase that. All the world needs is more nonsense like that!

[Philipnet]

La la la la la...
La la la la la...
La la la la la...
La la la la la...

As covered by AlunaGeorge

[Stuart Wallis]

You missed a la out!

[SiHart]

It’s not hard; with you I have an alibi
You don’t care the reasons why I misapply
All I need’s a fraction of your happy heart
All I need is you

Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder
You have lips that permanently smoulder
When in Moscow I just want to fold you up
And keep you warm

Come here baby, come a little closer
You write words and I can be composer
Let’s get a dog, an Irish red setter
It’s all we need to get better

[SiHart]

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me

[SiHart]

Come home,
Practically all is nearly forgiven.

Right thoughts, right words, wight action!

[SiHart]

I tried to do all that I can
But the churches have run out of candles
I tried to give you all I own
But the bankers have run out of loaners

It’s always just that little bit more
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for

I tried to block the cabin door
But the churches have run out of candles
I tried to lend a helping hand
But the rooms have all run out of pamphlets
I tried to cook it up and turn
The kitchen has run out of canned bits

It’s always just that little bit more
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for

I tried a beggin on the cabin floor
But the churches have run out of candles
Turn one day in the cathedral
I finally lit you a candle
And all along the vaulted halls
The virgins did smile from their mantles

It’s always just that little bit more
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for

[Nyder]

I think I'll play that song now. Good choice Si :-)

[SiHart]

So smile for me.
Smile for me.

[SiHart]

I get up early every morning without you
I open up the blind and let the dawn in without you
And then I think about growing older without you
And my blood runs a little colder without you

[Rob McCow]

Someday I'm coming back and it won't be long / Before you call me and tell me to come home

[SiHart]

[Philipnet]

[SiHart]

These walls have eyes
Rows of photographs
With faces like mine
Who do we become
Without knowing where we started from

It's true
I'm missing you
And I stand alone
Inside your room

Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart

I will try to connect
All the pieces you've left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I'll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
They filled up this silent house

[SiHart]

I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after
We broke up a month ago and I grew up I didn't know
I'd be around the morning after
It's always been wait and see
A happy day and then you pay
And feel like shit the morning after
But now I feel changed around and instead falling down
I'm standing up the morning after
Situations get ****ed up and turned around sooner or later
And I could be another fool or an exception to the rule
You tell me the morning after
Crooked spin can't come to rest
I'm damaged bad at best
She'll decide what she wants
I'll probably be the last to know
No one says until it shows and you see how it is
They want you or they don't
Say yes
I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after

[stephenhannan]

we'll go dancing in the attic whist the moon is rising in the sky

[SiHart]

And now it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction.

[SiHart]

I am he as you are he as you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun see how they fly
I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake waiting for the van to come
Corporation teeshirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you been a naughty boy. You let your face grow long
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob

Mister City Policeman sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run
I'm crying, I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic priestess
Boy you been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come
You get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob goo goo goo goo joob

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Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (Ha ha ha! He he he! Ha ha ha!)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snied
I'm crying

Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man you should have seen them kicking Edgar Alan Poe
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo joob goo goo goo joob
Goo gooooooooooo jooba jooba jooba jooba jooba jooba
Jooba jooba
Jooba jooba
Jooba jooba

[SiHart]

Now tomorrow's here today
And yesterday's todays just fade away.

[Paul Clement]

Now tomorrow's here today
And yesterday's todays just fade away.

My favourite Lightning Seeds song.

[SiHart]

It's a lovely song. I heard for the first time in years this morning

[SiHart]

For every end there's a beginning
Oh what's a life if not for living?
Cause either way you just keep spinning
So just sit tight, we'll try to get through this alive

[Philipnet]

Because you dance to disco, and you don't like rock
...
So ask yourself now: Can you forgive her
If she begs you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
What she demands of you?

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It's not related to anything, I hasten to add.
I've just had these lyrics going around my head for the last week or two!

[Dirk Gently]

Sweet dreams are made of cheese
Who am I to dis a Bree
I Chedder the world and the Feta cheese
Everybody's looking for Stilton



Or something like that.