[The Cornishman]

I cannot deny having a serious downer on REM at the moment.Maybe I have missed the joke somewhere,and perhaps their lyrics encompass some twisted ironies or deep,meaningful camouflage-but it enters,and leaves,The Cornishman brain undecoded-and as pure b**locks.Ladies and gentlemen,'The Sidewinder sleeps tonite':
'This 'ere is a paste iron I bin savin'
Gizzard a number you can corn a gaper
Leather ring a long long long long arm
Iffy Pickups,hang on,Allblacks sing some
more
Ibby Pr**k up.Pr**k up,the sidewinder sleeps sleeps sleeps in a jar'.

(Then the nifty Chorus)

'calling Tom baker Up,calling Tom Baker up'




Yeah.

[Everlast]

How 'bout this one
"i'm pushing an elaphant up the stairs"

[superwoman]

is this about lyrics you dont get?

[Sidders]

OK, I'll change it back. Happy now?

This here is the place I will be staying.
There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone.
Let it ring a long, long, long, long time.
If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more.
If I don't pick up, pick up... The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil

Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.

There are scratches all around the coin slot
like a heartbeat, baby trying to wake up,
but this machine can only swallow money.
You can't lay a patch by computer design.
It's just a lot of stupid, stupid signs.

Tell her,
tell her she can kiss my ass, then laugh and say that you were only kidding.
That way she'll know that it's really, really, really, really me.

Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.

Baby, instant soup doesn't really grab me.
Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial.
A can of beans or blackeyed peas, some Nescafe and ice,
a candy bar, a falling star, or a reading of Doctor Seuss;

Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.

The cat in the hat came back, wrecked a lot of havoc on the way,
always had a smile and a reason to pretend.
But their world has flat backgrounds and little need to sleep but to dream.
The sidewinder sleeps on his back.

Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.

We've got to moogie, moogie, move on this one.

[The Cornishman]

The above comedy spoiling post from Sidla will self destruct in thirty minutes.

[Sidders]

Only trying to be helpful, you can make your own lyrics up if you feel you must.

[The Cornishman]

Not really that its just that I'm trying to sleep down here but its pretty hard with you upstairs playing R.E.M at full bloody volume.
*hits ceiling with broom

[The Cornishman]

Oh forget it.Its too late I'm up now.You've ruined everything-and why haven't you changed your name yet? Not very charitable.

[The Cornishman]

haha Very good.You might as well put it back up though,otherwise none of this makes sense,and I'll have to back track and re-edit all my messages which means I'll certainly miss the free OAP mini bus to the market.

[Sidders]

Whatever, I can't be arsed now.

Everyone just click the link on my previous post.

[The Cornishman]

An unsatisfactory development on the moniker adjustment Sidla.You're not even trying.
*throws toys out of pram

[The Cornishman]

I suppose I'll have some breakfast.How do these weetabix work?

[Jonny Hoare]

Madonna's Lovve for Bill Oddie, and destiny's child's love of alf garnettt bejeeesuzzzusss


http://www.rathergood.com

[The Cornishman]

O.K heres the NEW deal.Its a Children In Need fancy dress party,the management requests that you all enter in the guise of your favourite celebrity.
Anyone found posting under their original name will have their tongue mashed into the roller of an electronic typewriter.
Thankyou.

[Gigglyboots]

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs...ooh i recognise it. The Great Beyond.
I'm tossing off punchlines that were never there.. over my shoulder...

Ah i like that song,