..Odd Lyrics..

[ian Stanbury]

..Believe it or not, but these are the lyrics to a song (minus the chorus)

..I have however changed one word and would like to see if any of you can tell me what word is wrong and what the correct word is?

..The first person to get it correct will be able to buy my Portuguese agents Portuguese house direct from my Portuguese agent without having to leave their armchair, subject to making an acceptable offer to my Portuguese agent or to my Portuguese agents wife!!

http://www.quintabranca.co.uk/

 

[malcolm]

No idea. I'm bushed just trying to work out the anachronism. I didn't start the fire. It wasne me and I wasne there and that's for sure.

 

[ian Stanbury]

..Hip hip Hooray Malcolm..

..You are alive and kicking - most of us were getting worried but not me.

..I had my Bedfordshire agent on your case last week and he managed to snap you and Ornella out for an early slap up breakfast!!

Talking of fires...you have been talking to Clive haven't you!!

 

[malcolm]

Launch for some software I've been working on for months was 2 weeks ago. It got busy towards the end. Immediately after that I was offered a foot back in the door in the auto industry for a week. I've not been keeping track of the forum.

Fortunately Fredrick the Frog has developed a Ray Gun that I can use to catch up with the happenings on here.

 

[izzolaw]

Looks Malcolm beat me to it...but it's Billy Joel's We Didn't Start the Fire (being originally form New York it would be shameful if I didn't know that).

 

[izzolaw]

And who can name THIS tune (no prize unless someone wants to buy my Pug 205 GTI):

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn. World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux, speed, grunt no, strength, the Ladder structure clatter with fear, fight, down height. Wire in a fire, representing seven games and a government for hire and a combat site. left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered, crop. Look at that low playing! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population common food but it'll do, Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed, dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers.Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Lock it in uniform and book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.Light a candle, light a motive. step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh-oh, this means no fear- cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide.Mountains sit in a line. Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
(it's time I had some time alone)