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  • Ian Curtis (12/12/2009 9:01:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Hit youtube and watch the Irish singer Luke Kelly, He's unreal, weather he's singing a poem by Patrick Kavanagh (Raglan Road) , or a ballad from Phil Coulter
    (The Town I Love So Well) he's more passion than anyony I've ever seen.

    On Raglan Road

    On Raglan Road of an autumn day
    I saw her first and knew
    That her dark hair would weave a snare
    That I might one day rue
    I saw the danger and I passed
    Along the enchanted way
    And said let grief be a fallen leaf
    At the dawning of the day

    On Grafton Street in November
    We tripped lightly along the ledge
    Of a deep ravine where can be seen
    The worth of passion's pledge
    The Queen of Hearts still making tarts
    And I not making hay
    Oh I loved too much and by such by such
    Is happiness thrown away

    I gave her gifts of the mind
    I gave her the secret signs
    Known to the artists who have known
    The true gods of sound and stone
    And word and tint I did not stint
    I gave her poems to say
    With her own name there
    And her own dark hair
    Like clouds over fields of May

    On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
    I see her walking now
    Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
    That I had loved not as I should
    A creature made of clay
    When the angel woos the clay
    He'll lose his wings at the dawn of day



    The Town I loved So Well

    In my memory I will always see
    the town that I have loved so well
    Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
    and we laughed through the smoke and the smell
    Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
    past the jail and down behind the fountain
    Those were happy days in so many, many ways
    in the town I loved so well

    In the early morning the shirt factory horn
    called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
    While the men on the dole played a mother's role,
    fed the children and then trained the dogs
    And when times got tough there was just about enough
    But they saw it through without complaining
    For deep inside was a burning pride
    in the town I loved so well

    There was music there in the Derry air
    like a language that we all could understand
    I remember the day when I earned my first pay
    And I played in a small pick-up band
    There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
    I was sad to leave it all behind me
    For I learned about life and I'd found a wife
    in the town I loved so well

    But when I returned how my eyes have burned
    to see how a town could be brought to its knees
    By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
    and the gas that hangs on to every tree
    Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall
    and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
    With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done
    to the town I loved so well

    Now the music's gone but they carry on
    For their spirit's been bruised, never broken
    They will not forget but their hearts are set
    on tomorrow and peace once again
    For what's done is done and what's won is won
    and what's lost is lost and gone forever
    I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
    in the town I loved so well.


    I also recommend The Foggy Dew and The Rocky Road To Dublin

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    • Stephanie Partridge (1/3/2010 6:31:00 PM) Post reply

      Wow, you're right, he is really good. Thanks so much for posting this, I never would have found it otherwise.

    • Ian Curtis (12/12/2009 9:13:00 PM) Post reply

      Sorry forgot to mention Song For Ireland

  • Tai Chi Italy (12/12/2009 4:07:00 PM) Post reply

    Chasing Cars

    by Snow Patrol

    We'll do it all
    Everything
    On our own

    We don't need
    Anything
    Or anyone

    If I lay here
    If I just lay here
    Would you lie with me
    And just forget the world?

    I don't quite know
    How to say
    How I feel

    Those three words
    Are said too much
    They're not enough

    If I lay here
    If I just lay here
    Would you lie with me
    And just forget the world?

    Forget what we're told
    Before we get too old
    Show me a garden
    That's bursting into life

    Let's waste time
    Chasing cars
    Around our heads

    I need your grace
    To remind me
    To find my own

    If I lay here
    If I just lay here
    Would you lie with me
    And just forget the world?

    Forget what we're told
    Before we get too old
    Show me a garden
    That's bursting into life

    All that I am
    All that I ever was
    Is here in your perfect eyes
    They're all I can see

    I don't know where
    Confused about how as well
    Just know that these things
    Will never change for us at all

    If I lay here
    If I just lay here
    Would you lie with me
    And just forget the world?

    X

  • Tai Chi Italy (12/11/2009 8:04:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick

    by Ian Dury


    In the deserts of Sudan
    And the gardens of Japan
    From Milan to Yucatan
    Every woman, every man

    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    Hit me! Hit me!
    Je t'adore, ich liebe dich,
    Hit me! hit me! hit me!
    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
    Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

    In the wilds of Borneo
    And the vineyards of Bordeaux
    Eskimo, Arapaho
    Move their body to and fro.

    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    Hit me! Hit me!
    Das ist gut! C'est fantastique!
    Hit me! hit me! hit me!
    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    It's nice to be a lunatic.
    Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

    Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

    In the dock of Tiger Bay
    On the road to Mandalay
    From Bombay to Santa Fe
    Over hills and far away

    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    Hit me! Hit me!
    C'est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
    Hit me! hit me! hit me!
    Hit me with your rhythm stick.
    Two fat persons, click, click, click.
    Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

    Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
    Hit me!
    Hit me!
    Hit me! Ow!
    Hit me!
    Hit me!
    Hit me! hit me!
    Hit me (x5)
    Hit me! Hit me! Hit meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

    X




    Inspired by my friend's son, and his wonderful sense of humour, when he was diagnosed with ostio arthritis recently. It is the way you approach life. I loved Ian Dury and especially this song, which makes me giggle wickedly! lol

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    • Ian Curtis (12/12/2009 8:12:00 PM) Post reply

      havnt listened to that song in years but damn what a tune

  • Tai Chi Italy (12/4/2009 9:20:00 PM) Post reply

    37 Stitches

    by Drowning Pool


    Do you see me, sitting here?
    Waiting for you to say anything
    Head hung low, kicking stones down
    Kicking stones down the road to hell now
    I'm waiting for you to say anything, anything yeah

    I know you are the only one, my little taste of heaven
    And you know I am the only one, your bitter taste of hell
    Your eyes scream the end is creeping in on me
    Thirty-seven stitches, to keep the pain in
    I know you are the only one, on the darkest side of the sun

    Ooh yeah

    Followed the piper's sweet whistling
    Guided down the path by the wrong hand
    Close my eyes for the chance of a better view
    Plug my ears so I couldn't hear you

    And I know you are the one
    You know I am the one
    Your bitter taste of hell

    I know you are the only one, a little taste of heaven
    And you know I am the only one, your bitter taste of hell
    Your eyes scream the end is creeping in on me
    Thirty-seven stitches, to keep the pain in
    I know you are the only one, on the darkest side of the sun

    Do you see me sitting here?
    Still waiting for you to say anything
    Head hung low kicking stones down
    Kicking stones down the road to hell now
    I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you, just say anything yeah

    I know you are the only one, a little taste of heaven
    And you know I am the only one, your bitter taste of hell
    Your eyes scream the end is creeping in on me
    Thirty-seven stitches, thirty-seven stitches, yeah
    I know you are the only one, on the darkest side of the sun
    I know, I know (the darkest side of the sun)
    You are the one... on the darkest side of the sun

    X

  • Tai Chi Italy (12/3/2009 9:02:00 AM) Post reply

    Party In The USA


    by Miley Cyrus

    I hopped off the plane at LAX
    With the dream, my cardigan
    Welcome to the land of fame excess
    Am I gonna fit in?

    Jumped in the cab
    Here I am for the first time
    Looked to my right and i see the Hollywood sign
    This is all so crazy
    Everybody seems so famous

    My tummy's turnin' and i'm feelin' kind of homesick
    Too much pressure and I'm nervous
    That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
    And a Jay-Z song was on
    and the the Jay-Z was on(2x)

    So I put my hands up
    They're playin' My Song
    The butterflies fly away
    Noddin' my head like yeah
    Movin' my hips like yeah
    I got my hands up
    They're playin' my song
    I know I'm gonna be ok
    Yeah It's a party in the USA
    Yeah It's a party in the USA


    Get to the club in my taxi cab
    Everybody's looking at me now
    Like 'who's that chick that rockin' kicks?
    She gotta be from outta town.'

    So hard with my girls not around me
    It's definitely not a Nashville party
    Cause all I see are stillettos
    I guess I never got the memo

    My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kind of homesick
    Too much pressure and I'm nervous
    And the DJ dropped my favorite tune
    And a Britney song was on
    And the Britney song was on(x2)

    So I put my hands up
    They're playin' My Song
    The butterflies fly away
    Noddin' my head like yeah
    Movin' my hips like yeah
    I got my hands up
    They're playing my song
    I know I'm gonna be ok
    Yeah It's a party in the USA
    Yeah It's a party in the USA

    Feel like hopping on a flight (on a flight)
    Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
    Something stops me everytime(everytime)
    The DJ plays my song and I feel alright

    So I put my hands up
    They're Playin' my song
    The butterflies fly away
    Noddin' my head like yeah
    Movin' my hips like yeah
    I put my hands up
    They're playin' my song
    And I know I'm gonna be ok
    Yeah It's a party in the USA
    Yeah It's a party in the USA

    X

  • a a (11/29/2009 1:25:00 PM) Post reply

    Alright you guys not like i have a fanbase or anythin lol ^.^, but if you have read my poetry and liked it this is what i listen to:

    ALOT of
    de la soul
    mf doom
    mos def
    wu tang clan
    masta ace
    and A TRIBE called quest

    check em out. And listen to the lyrics deeply look em up online if you have to and watch your vocabulary and poetic essence grow ^.^

  • Peter Healey (11/20/2009 8:54:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello everyone! I joined this site today in the hopes that I may find what I'm looking for. I'm not sure if this particular forum is the proper place to post this but I'll give it a shot. I am a fan of Natalie Cole and there are 2 songs that I'm looking for to add to my Karaoke collection. I realize that not every song makes it to karaoke but I'd like to see if anyone can help me. I having been looking for sometime now to find either of these songs for karaoke 'Starting Over Again' (this was sung on YouTube via karaoke format so I know it has to be available somewhere) The other song was recorded by Patti Page also entitled 'With My Eyes Wide Open I'm Dreaming' If anyone can help me find either of these songs I would sincerely be grateful. Thank you. mrpete1939@yahoo.com

  • Genesis Learny (11/16/2009 3:06:00 PM) Post reply

    A Song 4 Him by me, Genesis Learny
    Chorus:
    You're loving me
    You're inspiring me
    You adore me
    I can assure thee
    That you console me
    Would do anything for me

    Verse 1:
    The world wouldnt be the same
    Without your kisses and your touch
    If you broke away it would be too much
    For me to handle
    I wouldnt eat
    I wouldnt sleep
    If U ever left me
    All the things that I desire
    Would be gone right before me
    And I cant imagine me without you because baby

    Chorus 1x

    Verse 2:
    I look into those eyes
    And my whole world lights up
    You send shockwaves up and down my body
    Yeah this is electric love
    Were blowin fuses
    And Im amused
    It gets better and better as time slides by
    And I cant imagine me without you because baby

    Chorus 2x

    Bridge:
    We got that good love
    That mighty good love
    Cant nobody do it better
    Cause this is our love
    I said we got that good love
    That mighty good love
    Cant nobody do it better
    Cause this is our love

    Chorus 2x

  • Davide Conti (11/13/2009 4:35:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Dear Forum users,
    I'm not sure if this is the right forum but by looking around I couldn't find a particularly fitting place for my question.

    I'm a swiss-italian hobby musician/songwriter. I think I can do quite good songs but I'm miserable in writing songtexts...
    It would be very nice if I could write such songs like John Lennon's Imagine, but unfortunately my mother language is italian and not english.

    That's why I would like to ask for your help: I'm looking for somebody who could help me to write down the lyrics for my songs.
    Somebody who is able to translate my feelings and toughts (and also some raw draft text) and that he could make a good lyrics text from it.

    So, is there a poet who is interested on the job?

    Nice Greetings,
    Davide.

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  • Tiffny Rhodius (11/9/2009 4:48:00 PM) Post reply

    For a lyrical and poetic album you have to listen to Owl City's Ocean Eyes. Its amazing.

    Then there is Revelry and Cold Dessert from Kings of Leon. Love those! The rhythm and beat is hypnotic at least it is to me!

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