Christmas Musical Interlude
heavymental
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Lets have a tune for crimbo...and why not start with the best of them all....
It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
"Won't see another one"
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold christmas eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
"Won't see another one"
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold christmas eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day
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...a musical Interlude
...my alltime favourite Christmas song. Heavymental you have cheered me up...here's my offering, a little known one from Mr Dylan...
Three Angels
Three angels up above the street,
Each one playing a horn,
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out,
They've been there since Christmas morn.
The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash,
Then a lady in a bright orange dress,
One U-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels,
The Tenth Avenue bus going west.
The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around,
A man with a badge skips by,
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,
Nobody stops to ask why.
The bakery truck stops outside of that fence
Where the angels stand high on their poles,
The driver peeks out, trying to find one face
In this concrete world full of souls.
The angels play on their horns all day,
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.
But does anyone hear the music they play,
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Arooga, arooga, arooga
Cheese fest alert.........cue the sleigh bells
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me...
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is...
You
All I want for Christmas is you... baby0 -
This is one of my faves I think. Always gets me in the mood. I'll be driving back to my folks on Friday and praying this one comes on the radio! Cue Chris Rea and that jaunty tune!
I'm driving home for Christmas
I can't wait to see those faces
I'm driving home for Christmas
Yea I'm moving down that line
And it's been so long
But I will be there
To sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Christmas
Gonna take some time
Top to toe in tailbacks
Got red lights all around
But soon there'll be a freeway
My feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you can't hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
He's just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Got red lights all around
Driving home for Christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you can't hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Christmas
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas
Driving home for Christmas
I'm driving home for Christmas
Oh, I can't wait to see those faces
I'm driving home for Christmas, yea
Well I'm moving down that line
And it's been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas
It's gonna take some time
But I'll get there
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
But soon there'll be a freeway
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you can't hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me
I am driving home for Christmas
Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
He's just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
I'm driving home for Christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you can't hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas
Driving home for Christmas
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...another old favourite...
They said therell be snow at christmas
They said therell be peace on earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the virgins birth
I remember one christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that christmas tree smell
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire
They sold me a dream of christmas
They sold me a silent night
And they told me a fairy story
till I believed in the israelite
And I believed in father christmas
And I looked at the sky with excited eyes
till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise
I wish you a hopeful christmas
I wish you a brave new year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said therell be snow at christmas
They said therell be peace on earth
Hallelujah noel be it heaven or hell
The christmas you get you deserve...all the way...'til the wheels fall off and burn...0 -
Pleeeeeease stop
I have pain!0 -
This has stuck with from a young age...
Hey Santa claus you <unt!
Where's me fu<king bike?
I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like.
I wrote you a fu<king letter and I come to see you twice
Ya worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fu<king bike.
If I wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I'd have bloody asked.
And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove right up your arse!
You've stuffed me bloody order up
It's enough to make you spew
And I'm not the only one who's snakey
Me sisters dirty too!
(female voice)
Hey santa clause you <unt!
Where's me fu<king pram?
You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am.
'Cause I'm the little girl who you made sit right on your hand
I'll give you fu<king ho ho ho
You forgot me fu<king pram
(male voice)
Next time I come to see ya, I'm gonna punch you in the guts
And I'll let your fu<king reihndeer go and kick Rudolf in the nuts!
You just wait 'till next year, when you go to that store
And me and me little sister, come stomping through the door
And we'll say, yeah you wait for it
Hey mums and dads you smell his breath and check his bloodshot eyes
And don't listen to him boys and girls 'cause he tells fu<king lies
He's just a piss tank and a pervert, and he's not even very bright
'Cause the old fu<king wanker Forgot me fu<king bike.
You wait you old <unt, I'm gonna dob you in
Tell me old man on you, he's gonna punch your fu<king lights outPurveyor of sonic doom
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This is currently the hit in our office:
Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)
Santa's got a little friend,
His name is Dominick.
The cutest little donkey,
You never see him kick.
When Santa visits his paisons,
With Dominick he'll be.
Because the reindeer cannot,
Climb the hills of Italy.
Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)
Jingle bells around his feet,
And presents on the sled.
Hey! Look at the mayor's derby,
On top of Dominick's head.
A pair of shoes for Louie,
And a dress for Josephine.
The labels on the inside says,
They're made in Brooklyn.
Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)
Children sing, and clap their hands,
And Dominick starts to dance.
They talk Italian to him,
And he even understands.
Cumpare sing,
Cumpare su,
And dance 'sta tarantel.
When jusamagora comes to town,
And brings du ciuccianello.
Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)
Hey! Dominick! Buon Natale!
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)0 -
Hay Clever Pun I think that was Kevin Bloody Wilson some Oz dude and a song from some 20 years ago... haven't heard it in a long long long time....
Anyone know the words to Jingle Bell Rock? Jingle bell Jingle Bell Jingle Rock, Jingle Bell sing and Jingle Bell La, Doo do doo do doo dooo do... Help!Every winner has scars.0 -
If you can't beat em join em...
There's a turkey in your house get him out
Get the turkey out
Get him out of the house
Get him out
There's a turkey in the house get him out
Get the turkey out
Get him out of the house
Get him out
Get turkey out of the house
Get turkey out of the house get him out
Get the turkey out get him out
There's a rhino in the room get him out
Get him out of the room
Get the rhino out
Get him out
There's a rhino in the room get him out
Get him out of the room
Get the rhino out
Get him out
Get rhino out of the room
Get rhino out of the room get him out
Get the rhino out get him out Get turkey out of the house
Get turkey out of the house get him out
Get the turkey out get him out
Get that turkey outI have pain!0 -
Tedious cut and paste. Why on earth would anyone scroll down and read this shite?
Go and buy a CD player. Then you can actually listen to them.
Or at least just be tedious to your family, if you still have one.0 -
...faggot off dave5n... :x...all the way...'til the wheels fall off and burn...0
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HungryCol wrote:Anyone know the words to Jingle Bell Rock? Jingle bell Jingle Bell Jingle Rock, Jingle Bell sing and Jingle Bell La, Doo do doo do doo dooo do... Help!
Here you go - and it's one of my favourite Christmas tunes. Though I do also like the Bruce Springsteen version of 'Santa Claus is coming to Town'....
"Jingle Bell Rock"
Jingle bell, jingle bell
Jingle bell rock
Jingle bell swing
And jingle bells ring
Snowin' and blowin'
Up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell
Jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in
Jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin'
In jingle bell square
In the frosty air
What a bright time
It's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell, time
Is a swell time
To go glidin' in a
one horse sleigh
Giddy-up, jingle horse
Pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and mingle
In a jinglin' beat
That's the jingle bell rock***********************
Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.
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Kaacp wrote:Here you go - and it's one of my favourite Christmas tunes. Though I do also like the Bruce Springsteen version of 'Santa Claus is coming to Town'....
Here she is! woohoo!
Now come on dave5n...your party hat has slipped off. Have another Sherry and join us for a sing song! 0 -
My turn. Bit of an alternative one and by no means my favourite but pogues and kevin bloody wilson had already been done. So I give to you Blink 182 - i won't be home for Christmas
"I Won't Be Home For Christmas"
(Deck the halls with boughs of holly fa la la la la la la la la)
(Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la la la la la)
Outside the carolers start to sing
I can't describe the joy they bring
Cause joy is something they don't bring me
My girlfriend is by my side
From the roof are hanging sickles of ice
Their whiny voices get irritating
It's Christmas time again
So I stand with a dead smile on my face
Wondering how much of my time they'll waste
Oh god I hate these Satan's helpers
And then I guess I must've snaped
Because I grabbed a baseball bat
And made them all run for shelter
It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer
You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get beat down
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.
Well I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve
Cause the cops came and arrested me
They had an unfair advantage
And even though the jail didn't have a tree
Christmas came a night early
Causes a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package (hot damn)
It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer
You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get beat down
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for ChristmasCycling - The pastime of spending large sums of money you don't really have on something you don't really need.0 -
Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis by Tom Waits. is another good one [off Blue Valentine].Ah, Christmas..."With just a little luck
A little cold blue steel
I'll cut the night like a razor blade
Till I feel the way I wanna feel"
[Cheap Trick]0 -
someone bluetoothed me a rude version of jingle bell rock the other day - I would tell you the lyrics but I can't find the bloody thing anywhere on my phone. Where do transferred files go?????
fa la la la laaaaah la la la laaaaah
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