I've worked in this factory far too long
Can't remember when I last had
Some time to breathe and be on my own
And to do things just for a laugh
To be a clown, to paint the town
Where the sunshine can heal my bones
In five more days I'll be on my way
Then my fantasies will unfold
Cause there are 5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
There are 5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
I work on the night shift until the dawn
My whole life has been in the dark
I sleep all day 'til the moon's in play
Like a vampire in a box
Without a sound, no one around
I awaken to feel the cold
To do again just like yesterday
With this emptiness in my soul
But there are 5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
There are 5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
There are 5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
There are 5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days 'til summer
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days 'til summer
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days 'til summer
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
5 more days 'til summer
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Takes me away
Lyrics That Stuck
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- KVRAF
- 9576 posts since 16 Dec, 2002
Amazon: why not use an alternative
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- KVRAF
- 7556 posts since 18 Apr, 2004
Scared them away with prickly charm
No they did not dance with me
Dog Faced Hermans – Frock
No they did not dance with me
Dog Faced Hermans – Frock
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- addled muppet weed
- 105800 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
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- KVRAF
- Topic Starter
- 5361 posts since 20 Mar, 2012 from Babbleon
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
Your old man took her diamonds and tiaras by the score
Now she gets her kicks in Stepney
Not in Knightsbridge anymore
Note: those lyrics came to mind while reading a conversation that happened at the "What has pissed you off today?" thread.
I mean how often does both places, "Saint John's Wood" and "Knightsbridge", gets metioned in a KVR thread page?
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
Your old man took her diamonds and tiaras by the score
Now she gets her kicks in Stepney
Not in Knightsbridge anymore
Note: those lyrics came to mind while reading a conversation that happened at the "What has pissed you off today?" thread.
I mean how often does both places, "Saint John's Wood" and "Knightsbridge", gets metioned in a KVR thread page?
ah böwakawa poussé poussé
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- KVRAF
- 7556 posts since 18 Apr, 2004
Even saw them live, '93/'94-ish.vurt wrote: ↑Thu Oct 18, 2018 7:41 pm
i cannot believe someone else has heard of the dog faced hermans!
But they were sort-of-kind-of Dutch by then, so.
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- addled muppet weed
- 105800 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
i never saw them sadly.
came across them in a closing down sale in a record shop. they where amongst about 100 7"s i got for £10.
loads of obscure stuff.
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- KVRAF
- 7556 posts since 18 Apr, 2004
Re:
But back on topic,
Pop open a third bottle of bubbly
Yeah, and I take that bottle of champagne
Go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window
And I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne
And I pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair
And across my chest, and the phone rings
And it's my mother
And she says “HI HONEY HOW'S BOSTON?”
And I stand there, all alone on New Year's Eve
Buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers
Uh, looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I say:
“Oh, I'm fine Mom — how's Washington?”
The Dismemberment Plan – The ice of Boston
My brain somehow only remembers completely useless things.vurt wrote: ↑Thu Oct 18, 2018 7:41 pmi cannot believe someone else has heard of the dog faced hermans!
But back on topic,
Pop open a third bottle of bubbly
Yeah, and I take that bottle of champagne
Go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window
And I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne
And I pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair
And across my chest, and the phone rings
And it's my mother
And she says “HI HONEY HOW'S BOSTON?”
And I stand there, all alone on New Year's Eve
Buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers
Uh, looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I say:
“Oh, I'm fine Mom — how's Washington?”
The Dismemberment Plan – The ice of Boston
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- KVRian
- 1226 posts since 26 Feb, 2016
Where did the bastard run
Is he still around
Now you gotta tell me everything you did baby
I'm gonna get a gun
Shoot the lover down
Are you gonna tell me everything you did baby
Traces are everywhere
In our happy home
Now you better tell me everything you did baby
I jumped out of my easy chair
It was not my own
Now I want to hear about everything you did baby
I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later
Turn up the Eagles the neighbors are listening
You know how people talk
I wonder what they say
I think you better tell me everything you did baby
I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later
You never came to me
When you were so inclined
Yes you could have told me everything you did baby
I know where baby's at
I know your filthy mind
Now you're gonna do me everything you did baby
Is he still around
Now you gotta tell me everything you did baby
I'm gonna get a gun
Shoot the lover down
Are you gonna tell me everything you did baby
Traces are everywhere
In our happy home
Now you better tell me everything you did baby
I jumped out of my easy chair
It was not my own
Now I want to hear about everything you did baby
I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later
Turn up the Eagles the neighbors are listening
You know how people talk
I wonder what they say
I think you better tell me everything you did baby
I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later
You never came to me
When you were so inclined
Yes you could have told me everything you did baby
I know where baby's at
I know your filthy mind
Now you're gonna do me everything you did baby
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- KVRAF
- 2922 posts since 27 Aug, 2004
Half of my heart is in Havana na na na
I'm gonna have me a banana na na na
You could be listening to Santana na na na
Instead of listening to Havana na na na
Hey, nobody said they had to be the right lyrics.
Even if the piano player can't play, keep the party going.
http://www.soundclick.com/mumpcake
https://mumpfucious.wordpress.com/
http://www.soundclick.com/mumpcake
https://mumpfucious.wordpress.com/
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- KVRAF
- 2922 posts since 27 Aug, 2004
Grew a mustache and a mullet
Got a job at Chick-Fil-A
Citing artistic differences
The band broke up in May
And in June reformed without me
And they'd got a different name
I nuked another grandma's apple pie
And hung my head in shame, oh
Got a job at Chick-Fil-A
Citing artistic differences
The band broke up in May
And in June reformed without me
And they'd got a different name
I nuked another grandma's apple pie
And hung my head in shame, oh
Even if the piano player can't play, keep the party going.
http://www.soundclick.com/mumpcake
https://mumpfucious.wordpress.com/
http://www.soundclick.com/mumpcake
https://mumpfucious.wordpress.com/
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- KVRAF
- 25053 posts since 20 Oct, 2007 from gonesville
A girl don't need
no fancy grease
to get herself
some rump release
Any kind
of lube will do
Get it from another
part of you
Lube from the north
Lube from the south
Get a little SLOBBRA
from the side of your mouth
Roll it over
Grease it dow-in
Here come that crazy screamin' sou-ind
no fancy grease
to get herself
some rump release
Any kind
of lube will do
Get it from another
part of you
Lube from the north
Lube from the south
Get a little SLOBBRA
from the side of your mouth
Roll it over
Grease it dow-in
Here come that crazy screamin' sou-ind
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- addled muppet weed
- 105800 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
id rather jack
than fleetwood mac
given that "to jack" can be either, to inject oneself, or to take possession of a vehicle by menace (planes or cars mostly)
and fleetwood mac is a band
im not sure where a preference is necessary, or makes any sense?
its not like if you don't inject drugs you could magically transform in to a whole band?
tbh, more likely to happen if you inject the right drugs. at least in your mind.
someone should vet songs to make sure they make sense, otherwise nonsense like this could infect the minds of the young and they'll be preferring spinning on the spot with their arms out to being a spaceship.
than fleetwood mac
given that "to jack" can be either, to inject oneself, or to take possession of a vehicle by menace (planes or cars mostly)
and fleetwood mac is a band
im not sure where a preference is necessary, or makes any sense?
its not like if you don't inject drugs you could magically transform in to a whole band?
tbh, more likely to happen if you inject the right drugs. at least in your mind.
someone should vet songs to make sure they make sense, otherwise nonsense like this could infect the minds of the young and they'll be preferring spinning on the spot with their arms out to being a spaceship.
