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I heard this song on the Hot Fuzz movie soundtrack the other night...

His stage act got crazier as he went on. Occasionally he'd take all his clothes off and set fire to his hair. This made it hard to get gigs The rest of the band went on to form Atomic Rooster who were a pretty good early heavy metal band.
 
After leaving Atomic Rooster, Vince Crane the keyboardist went on to form May Blitz who were the first band to sign on the Vertigo label, just before Black Sabbath.
 
The drummer Tony Newman from May Blitz went on to join Three Man Army. When he left they replaced him with Ginger Baker from Cream and changed their name to Baker Gurvitz Army. As they were pretty much an unknown band getting a superstar like Baker was a real coup. Newman was a great drummer though...
 

Well I’ve come here for the gargle, not tae cop a blast,
Ye great thick headit ape, I’ll stick yer chin right out yer arse,
Come lookin’ for your pound o’ flesh, but I’ve got nothin’ left,
Cause Christian Brothers & Brides o’ Christ’ve flogged me half to death.
Suck on this ye Succubus, your star’ll never rise,
Ye’ve the smell o’ death about your breath & bullet holes for eyes,
I wish that I were sober, the day I made you mine,
Oh pull the piggin door behind ye, thank you for your time,
Bastards! A shower o’ pricks, the likes ye’ve never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em, down to Hell below.
Oh as I set out on my way all naked and alone,
Guard my back, guide me forth & bring me safely home,
Geez half a life, a decent wife, my share o’ love & trust,
And when I’m gone, the long & restful slumber of the just.
Bastards! A shower o’ pricks, the likes ye’ve never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em, down to Hell below.
They’ll ride ye to the gates o’ Hell, drive ye to the brew,
‘til every penny’s splashin’ off the wall against your shoe,
Ye’ll get yer feed o’ spurs & a few choice feckin’ words,
Then its back to picks & shovels, cause that’s all they’ll let ye do.
 

My Daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school,
His Mammy said there’d soon be one more hungry mouth to fill,
He said ‘the learnin’ and the schoolin’ wurnae bad for them that could,
Tho’ I can read & write my bloody name & sign it where I should’,
And he said..
‘If I had my time again, I know I’d be a learned man,
An artisan in high demand, a Doctor or a Teacher,
As sure as guns are made of iron, I were born a working man,
I’d live & die right where I stand if I’d my time again’.
He went wide eyed down tae Johnny Brown, he were a big lad for his years,
And there he worked so long if he ever cried there’d be iron ore in his tears,
He’d tumble in of a Friday night a Haddie for yer tea,
And he’d sing to me their dirty songs & diddle me on his knee,
And he’d sing..
‘If I had my time again, I know I’d be a rovin’ man,
I’d rove away to far Japan to court the Emperors daughter..’
With his mates he’d belt the plates on fleets of shining awe,
To carry all the well-to-do to golden foreign shores,
They all coughed themselves to an early grave half filled with bloody rain,
As the people sang ‘The Long Black Limousine’,
We all sing!..
‘If I had my time again, I know I’d be a fightin’ man,
In far Malay or Vietnam, tho’ I am more a lover..’
 

Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,
Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,

And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell.
We've fought scores of sailors for the suds frae a keg,
O'er the draw of a card, or a rare glimpse of leg,
We've graced Kuta's beaches with our pallid white skin,
Now Casey old mate, my barge has come in.
We've stormed foreign strands & taken our knocks,
Held fast to our picket & lay siege to the docks,
We've mourned pals & lovers too long fore their time,
Now Casey old China, the parting is mine.
I've penned a few lines to my missus of years,
If ye find where she's staying, don't wait for the tears,
And I've left a wee sum for to see me away,
And a pint to fond memory at the close of the day.
 
I like this one too...

I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob
Who used to steal gamble and rob
He thought he was he was the smartest guy around
But I found out last Monday
That Bob got locked up Sunday
They've got him in the jailhouse way down town
He's in the jailhouse now he's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice stop playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

Bob liked to play his Poker, Pinochle, Whist and Euchre
But shootin' dice was his favorite game
Well, he got throwed in jail, with nobody to go his bail
The judge done said that he refused a fine
He's in the jailhouse now he's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice quit playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

Well, I went out last Tuesday,
I met a girl named Suzie
I said I was the swellest guy around"
Well, we started to spendin' my money
An' she started to callin' me honey
We took in every cabaret in town
We're in the jailhouse now
We're in the jailhouse now
I told that judge right to his face,
I don't like to see this place
We're in the jailhouse now
 

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