The Last Song You Listened to Thread

Poetry in Motion by Johhny Tillotson

 

Friends Will Be Friends - Queen

going on to.....

G.I.Jive - Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five

 

Poetry in Motion by Johhny Tillotson
All together now:

Wo - wo wo wo wo wo - wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo
wo wo wo wo wo
Poetry in (cont. p. 94)

More Louis Jordan please! (Right era too).

Bob Dylan - 'Chimes of Freedom' - in me head (just read an article about the recording session.

Who is Izzy??

 

Found a new internet radio station recently and have been going 60s crazy:

http://www.beyondthebeatgeneration.com/

 

sulla aria by IzzY

 

Who the **** is Izzy?:sign_question:

 

From here to Eternity - Giorgio Moroder

 

Soldier - Destiny's Child

 

Izzy is some kind of classical tart i beleive. Voice like nails down a blackboard like Katherine Jenkins in fact.

 

Hope - Shelly Poole

 

Moonlight Serenade

 

sebastion by cockney rebel

 

J'taime

 

the idiot song - neil innes

 

the philosphers song by monty python

 

the spam song by monty python

 

In the Mood by Glenn Miller

 

something in the way she moves james taylor

 

Out In The Open - Shelly Poole

Don't Look That Way - Shelly Poole

 

Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Blinded By the Light


After years of being confused by the lyrics, good old wiki (!) has helped explain them (not!):

Blinded by the Light - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong,
play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Asked me if I needed a ride
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone,
that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner,
watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone, reminding him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
Now Scott with a slingshot finially found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot save the buckshot, turn up the band
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong"