Unforgettable lyrics

[The Lemming Stomper]

That Deacon Blue tune where they manage to rhyme "pnuemonia" with "phone ya". Ironically i've forgotten both the full lyrics and the song, but not that henious rhyme crime

'That Deacon Blue tune' is 'i'll never fall in love again' words by Hal David, one of the greatest lyricists of the last century, music by Burt Bacharach!!

It was a uk no 1 for Bobby Gentry in 1969 and nominated for a song of the year grammy in the same year.

not bad for a 'henious rhyme crime' !!

 

[Icy Gull]

Is there a single member of NSC that doesn't know thse lyrics?

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.

 

[¤DãŃn¥ §êãGüLL¤]

The unforgettable Josh Wink effort -

Higher state, higher state,
higher state, higher state,
higher state, higher state,
Higher state of consciousness,

higher state, higher state,
Higher state of consciousness,

higher state, higher state,
Higher state of consciousness

Higher state, higher state,
Higher state, higher state,
higher state, higher state
higher state, higher state,
Higher state of consciousness,

Higher state of consciousness

Ohhh but that is SUCH a tuuuuuuune

 

[Arthritic Toe]

Don Henley Must Die lyrics

This is the sound of my brain.

Then I said, this is the sound of my brain on Don Henley!

Then I said, 1 2 3 4...

He's a tortured artist
Used to be in the Eagles
Now he whines
Like a wounded beagle
Poet of despair!
Pumped up with hot air!
He's serious, pretentious
And I just don't care
Don Henley must die!
Don't let him get back together
With Glenn Frey!
Don Henley must die!

Turn on the TV
And what did I see?
This bloated hairy thing
Winning a Grammy
Best Rock Vocalist?
Compared to what?
But your pseudo-serious
Crafty Satanic blot
Don Henley must die!
Put a sharp stick in his eye!
Don Henley must die!
Yea yea yea

Quit playin' that crap
You're out of the band

I'm only kidding
Can't you tell?
I love his sensitive music
Idiot poetry, swell
You and your kind
Are killing rock and roll
It's not because you are O L D
It's cause you ain't got no soul!
Don't be afraid of fun
Loosen up your ponytail!
Be wild, young, free and dumb
Get your head out of your tail
Don Henley must die!
Don't let him get back together
With Glenn Frey!

Don Henley must die!
Put him in the electric chair
Watch him fry!
Don Henley must die
Don Henley must die
No Eagles reunion
The same goes for you, Sting!

 

[warwickhunt]

Ullo John Gotta New Motor

Corrected version, purely from memory:

[drum intro with dog barking?]
Ullo John gotta new motah
Ullo John gotta new motah
Me GOAT'S made a mess of the carpet (x2)
He lost 'is bottle IN BARNSLEY (x2)
He's an AVON REPRESENTATIVE (x2)

Ullo John gotta new mot-AH x(4)
Hahahahahahahaha motor, motor, motor, motor....(fades out)

Ullo John gotta new motah
Ullo John gotta new motah
They put me in a special hospital (x2)
Is there life on Mars? (x2)
Is there life in Peckham? (x2)
Wots that SWITCH OVER THERE FOR for? (x2)
Ah ah ah ah ow...ah ah ah ah ow (sounds like a mokey)
{visual gag, where the previous line encourages man to put his finger into something electrical and gets a shock}

Ullo John gotta new motah
Ullo John gotta new motah
He can't half play the bongos (x2)
He's got a record BY BILLY JOEL (x2)
Them LOCKS are easy (x2)
{referring to car door and ease of breaking into it}
'Ere's my calling card - WHALLOP (x2)
That's a piece of BALSA (x2)
You can make a model outta that (x2)
He stuck his 'ead in a dustbin (x2)
And then through the laundrette (x2)

Ullo John gotta new mot-AH
Ullo John gotta new mot-AH
Ere John do you like the soup ere, ay ay it's a lovely soup innit
Ere wanna brown ALE, ere wanna brown ALE?
Ullo John gotta new mot-AH
Ullo John gotta new mot-AH
MINE's A LITE AND BITTER (x2)

Ullo John gotta new mot-Ah.... Ah.... Ah
He works on the thames barrier (x2)
I keep tropical fish (x2)
In me underpants (x2)

Ullo John gotta new motah
Ullo John gotta new motah
He walks around with a hat on (x2) -
((the end is partially overlapped by the beginning of the follow. The next verse is spoken with |''|Ullo John Gotta New Motor|''| sung in the backgrounds at times))

Oh yer our John yeah he's the intelligent one,
He's in the police force
Been to Miami? Lovely...Miami
[Packaged hol] in Miami
You can't get a lite and bitter {rhyming slang for "shitter"}
You can't get a lite and bitter in Miami you know
You can get one in Burmondsey though!
They have nice sand as well Burmondsey, you can get a lite and bitter.
And it sounds nice, like bitter that sounds nice, I'd like a lite and bitter
Oh cheers thanks a lot

Oh nice one yeah whatya 'aving, whatya 'avin? Ay? Pina Colada?
Lovely, ere you must be sophistacated

ah ah ah ah ah (sounds like choking or dog barking)
Ullo John got a new motah
Ullo John got a new motah
Me GOAT'S made a mess of the carpet
Ullo John got a new motah (x6 in different voices, one being Arnie)

Ere that's a nice four piece suite
I like your music centre
Ere got any Demis Rousoss
Oo I like him, Barry Manilow,
I think he's [magnifique]
Oh I love im, I love Barry Manilow,
I go all weak, when I ere Barry Manilow I go all weak

 

[Mendoza]

Fatboy Slim

Wah Yeah, Talking Bout My Baby,
Talking Bout My Baby,
When She Go Walking Down Bourben Street,
I Just Can't Understand As I Walk Behind Her,
She Got Red Hotpants On,
She Got On A Low-Neck See Through Blouse With No Brassier On,
She Shaking Like Two Big Old Balloons In A Hurricane,
She Got A Purple Afro,
She Got Her Hand On Her Hip,
Better Not Let Her Slip?
Battering Her Eyes
Looking Straight At Me Yeah,
She's Battering Her Eyes
And Looking Straight At Me With That Sassy Saucy Look On Her Face,
She's Beside Me,
I Wanna Go Out On A Picnic With You Baby,
Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun,
She Said I Wanna Go Out On A Picnic With You Baby,
Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun,
Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun,
Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun,
Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun

 

[CHAPPERS]

Is there a single member of NSC that doesn't know thse lyrics?

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.

f***ing HATE THAT SONG.

 

[Nottseagull]

It's Grim Up North by The KLF

Bolton,
Barnsley,
Nelson,
Colne,
Burnley
Bradford,
Buxton,
Crewe,
Warrington,
Widnes,
Wigan,
Leeds,
Northwich,
Nantwich,
Knutsford,
Hull,
Sale,
Salford,
Southport,
Leigh,
Derby,
Kearsley
Keighley
Maghull,
Harrogate,
Huddersfield,
Oldham, Lancs,
Grimsby,
Glossop,
Hebden Bridge,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North.
Brighouse,
Bootle,
Featherstone,
Speke,
Runcorn,
Rotherham,
Rochdale,
Barrow,
Morecambe,
Macclesfield,
Lytham St. Annes
Clitheroe,
Cleethorpes,
The M62,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North.
Pendlebury,
Prestwich,
Preston,
York,
Skipton,
Scunthorpe,
Scarborough-on-Sea,
Chester,
Chorley,
Cheedle Hulme,
Ormskirk,
Accrington Stanley,
and Leigh,
Ossett,
Otley,
Ikley Moor,
Sheffield,
Manchester,
Castleford,
Skem,
Doncaster,
Dewsbury,
Hali-fax,
Bingley,
Bramall,
Are all in the North.
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North.
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North,
It's Grim Up North

Derby is NOT in the North. Even Mansfield is borderline.

 

[Kylies Stunt Arse]

Derby is NOT in the North. Even Mansfield is borderline.

Don't be silly. Haywards Heath is northern.

 

[champion7]

U2 Sunday Bloody Sunday.

I can't believe the news today
oh,I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long
How long must we sing this song
How long-how long
Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight

Broken bottles under childrens feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But i won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday bloody sunday
sunday bloody sunday
sunday bloody sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost,but tell who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers,children,brothers,sisters
torn apart

sunday bloody sunday
sunday bloody sunday

How long,
how long must we sing this song
how long-how long
cause tonight we can be as one
tonight tonight

sunday bloody sunday
sunday bloody sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
wipe your tears away
oh wipe your tears awaY
oh wipe your tears away
sunday bloody sunday
oh wipe your blood shot eyes
sunday bloody sunday
and its true we are immune
when factis fiction and tv reality
and today the millions cry
we eat and drink while tomorrow they die
sunday bloody sunday
the real battle just begun
to claim the victory jesue won
on
sunday bloody sunday
sunday bloody sunday

 

[Pablo]

"Break Stuff"

Its just one of those days
When you don't wanna wake up
Everything is f***ed
Everybody sux
You don't really know why
But you want justify
Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
It's just one of those days!!

[chorus]
Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit
Lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip
Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin that shit
(Punk, so come and get it)
Its just one of those days
Feelin' like a freight train
First one to complain
Leaves with a blood stain
Damn right I'm a maniac
You better watch your back
Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program
And if your stuck up
You just lucked up
Next in line to get f***ed up
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
Its just one of those days!!

[chorus]

I feel like shit
My suggestion is to keep your distance cuz right now im dangerous
We've all felt like shit
And been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers that want to step up
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight...
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight...
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break your fuckin' face tonight!!
Give me somethin' to break
Give me somethin' to break
Just give me somethin' to break
How bout your fuckin' face
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what!!...
A chain saw, what!!...
A motherfucking chain saw, what!!...
So come and get it

[chorus]

 

[otk]

2 unlimited, No Limits

We quite humourously used to sing along to this one, but change it to,'..there's no lyrics..........................'

 

[Garage_Doors]

2 unlimited, No Limits

wasn't it called no lyrics ?

 

[Garage_Doors]

Is there a single member of NSC that doesn't know thse lyrics?

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.

Sid's version was a lot better

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
You ****, I´m not a queer
I´ll state my case, of which I´m certain
I´ve lived a life that´s full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I´ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did, what I had to do
And saw it through with out exemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

There were times, I´m sure you knew
When there was f*** f*** f***-all else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I faced the wall and the world
And did it my way

I've laughed and been a snake
I´ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, not in a gay way
Oh no, oh no not me
I did it my way

For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, I f***ed a bloke
And did it my way

 

[Deportivo Seagull]

Don't give a damn
I don't f**king care
gonna kill me mum and dad
and pull out me hair
sick of the dole and the human race
Gonna cut me liver out and shove it in your face
cause I said kill

A tuneful ditty wouldn't you say

 

[Carrot Cruncher]

Derby is NOT in the North. Even Mansfield is borderline.

I'm not saying you're wrong, but rather than telling me, I'd take it up with Bill Drummond and Jimmy Cauty

 

[Carrot Cruncher]

The Libertines - I Get Along

I get along just singing my song,
People tell me I'm wrong..
f*** 'em!