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Perhaps this belongs in Crystal' s Divynal's intervention thread? :hihi

The Twilight Zone

There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man.
It is a dimension as vast as space and timeless as infinity.
It is the middle ground between light and shadow,
between science and superstition,
and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge.
This is the dimension of imagination.
It is an area which we call . . . the Twilight Zone

Doodie Doodie Doodie Doodie Doodie Doodie

Good to see you're OK Crystal. This place wouldn't be as much fun if you weren't around :).
 
Don't panic, Mr Mainwaring!

Who do you think you are kidding, Mr Hitler?
If you think we're on the run
We are the boys who will stop your little game
We are the boys who will make you think again
So who do you think you are kidding, Mr Hitler?
If you think old England's done

Mr Brown goes off to town on the A21
But he comes home each evening and he's ready with his gun
So who do you think you are kidding, Mr Hitler?
If you think old England's done!
 
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ToO :clap :clap (Divynals Intervention thread! :hihi) with The Twilight Zone!! Great stuff !! And thanks for your kind words baby! :-*

And Ready - LMAO!! Dad's Army is a classic!! :clap :clap :clap
 
Can we request stuff? Like a number perfect for a feisty female singer: 'Crash' by the Primitives ;D

Good to see the Waterford Crystal is still all in one piece.
 
This one goes out to all the sick chickens in the world ;D

Psycho Chicken

I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
This Colonel Sanders job is gettin' me down
A crazy chicken chasing me all over town

Psycho Chicken--what the f*ck?
Bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak
Better run run run run run run run away

I don't know just what to do
He's got a grudge against Frank Perdue
He's clucking a lot, but he's not saying anything
I plucked him once--why pluck him again?

Psycho Chicken--what the f*ck?
Bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak
Better run run run run run run run away

Colonel Sanders wants to cook his goose
but Psycho Chicken's still on the loose
("Hmm, a little chickie--" BWAAK!! "OHH!!")

They caught him down in Ohio
They cut off his head and they put him in the oven
They put him in a box right next to a roll
Put some coleslaw around his legs and someone took him home
Ate him for lunch and he tasted real fine ("BURP!")
but the guy who ate him, he just lost his mind!

Psycho Chicken--what the f*ck?
Bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak
Better run run run run run run run away

One has to keep their sense of humour about such things ;D
 
:rofl :clap Nice one ToO!! And THANKS for your kind words too Ready! :-*

A most appropriate request! ;D >:D

*screaming* 1,2,3,4....

here you go way to fast
don't slow down you're gonna crash
you should watch - watch your stay here
don't look out you're gonna break your neck

so shut , shut your mouth
cause I'm not listening anyhow
i've had enough, enough of you
enough to last a life time through
so what do you want of me?
got no words of sympathy and if i go around with you
you know that i'll get messed up too with you

na na na na na
na na na na na

here you go way to fast
don't slow down you're gonna crash
you don't know what's been going down
you've been running all over town

so shut , shut your mouth
cause i'm not listening anyhow
i've had enough, enough of you
enough to last a life time through
so what do you want of me?
got no cure for misery and if I go around with you
you know that i'll get messed up too with you

with you
na na na na na
slow down you're gonna crash
na na na na na
slow down you're gonna crash
na na na na na
slow down you're gonna crash

*smashes guitar on the foldback, spears the mike stand through bass drum and screams *smile* YOU!! to the crowd as I walk off!* Phew.... I feel much better now! ;D >:D
 
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Crystal said:
*smashes guitar on the foldback, spears the mike stand through bass drum and screams *smile* YOU!! to the crowd as I walk off!*  Phew.... I feel much better now!  ;D >:D

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Crystal you do rock chick so well!!!!!!!!! LMAO.
 
A bit of Australiana tonight in my three song set

Firstly the master songwriter- Mr Paul Kelly with one of my faves.

How to make Gravy

Hello Dan, it's Joe here, I hope you're keeping well
It's the 21st of December, and now they're ringing the last bells
If I get good behaviour, I'll be out of here by July
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day, please don't let 'em cry for me
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's flying in from the coast
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that won't stop the roast
Who's gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won't taste the same
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line

I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
(Just a little too much cologne)
And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm sorry,
And kiss the sleepy children for me
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back.
 
Crystal said:
*smashes guitar on the foldback, spears the mike stand through bass drum and screams *smile* YOU!! to the crowd as I walk off!* Phew.... I feel much better now! ;D >:D

Crystal has left the bar, gosh how will we ever recover :clap
 
This song always makes me think of home

Rain on a Tin Roof - James Blundell

West wind blows the smell of rain down on me
Summer grass bows down before the storm
Lightning black and white strikes out its warning
Its going to be a while before the dawn.

Frogs down in the creek break up the silence
Spill the rigid hush before the fall
First drops hit the tin out on the tank stand
Better move inside and close the door

Rain on a tin roofs' been the good things in my life
Lying in your arms the whole night through
A whisper in the evening and an answer to a prayer
The first night I spent alone with you
Rain on a tin roof.

Nights like this I close in on the fire
Warm my hands and my soul against the flames
And thinks of nights I slept out in the wild lands waiting for the sun to shine again

Rain on a tin roofs' been the good things in my life
Lying in your arms the whole night through
A whisper in the evening and an answer to a prayer
The first night I spent alone with you
Rain on a tin roof.
 
Technically this is not an Australian song but it was sung by one of the coolest men in Australian rock (Tex Perkins) and written by one of the coolest men in blues (Tony Joe White) so it is good enough for me

Woman With Soul

You stood by me in my darkest hour
You gave all of yourself in my timeless hour
And when I was down in bad times
You called to me in the night and you eased my mind

And I'm here to tell the world that I know
There ain't nothing like a woman with soul

Now When I was lyin' on the sick bed
You stood beside me with a wet bath and you bathed my forehead

And I've got to tell the world that I know
There ain't nothing like a woman with soul
I want all the people to know
There ain't nothing like a woman with soul

I never now how I lived without you
Cause you give so much of yourself
That's what I love about you

And I've got to tell the world that I know
There ain't nothing like a woman with soul
Got to tell the people to know
There ain't nothing like a woman with soul

Like a woman with soul
 
Time for some more Aretha...

I'll need some backing vocalists (Dyer'ere, Michael and ToO, you'll do)

*piano intro*

Darling youuuu send me.
Darling youuuuu send me
Darling youuuuuuuuu send me
Honest you do, honest you do, honest youuu do
Woohwoooaah Darling youuuu thrill me, I know you thrill me
Baby you thrill me
Honest you do
Honest you do
Honest you do

At first I thought it was infatuation
But it lasted so long, SO LONGGGGG
Now I find myself wanting
to marry you and take you home YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAH YEAH!

You... Send Me
Darling youuuu send Me
Darling youuuuu send Me
Honest you do, honest you do, did ya know ya...

(Darling youuuuu send me)
Whenever I'm with you
(Darling youuuuu send me)
Whenever I'm near you
Honest you do
You send me, you send me, you send me, BAAAABY YOU SEND ME,
YOU MOVE ME, YOU GROOVE ME, OOOOOOOOOH (baby) YOU SEND ME!
I-GUESS-I-GUESS-I-GUESS-I-GUESS-BABE-YOU-DO-SEND-ME *stomping on the spot to each beat*
GUESS I'M A-A SINNER, NEVER BE A NUN, BABY, I-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI JUST CAN'T STAND IT!
THRILL! KILL! WOOOOO SEND ME BABY, SEND ME BABY, AAAAAAAAAAAH
 
Here's my first entry. This song is one of the all time great break up songs. A friend of mine who is a jazz singer does a cover of this, and the first time I heard her sing it at Bennets Lane I felt like I'd been slapped in the face (in a good way ;D).

Its by a band named The Magnetic Fields, and is called "I Don't Want To Get Over You."

I don't want to get over you.
I guess I could take a sleeping pill,
and sleep at will,
and not have to go through what I go through.
I guess I should take Prozac, right,
And just smile all night
at somebody new.
Somebody not too bright,
but sweet and kind,
who would try to get you off my mind.
I could leave this agony behind,
which is just what I'd do if I wanted to,
But I don't want to get over you.

'Cause I don't want to get over love.
I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist
And not have to dream of what I dream of;
I could listen to all my friends,
and go out again and pretend it's enough,
Or I could make a career of being blue.
I could dress in black and read Camus,
Smoke clove cigarettes and drink Vermouth,
like I was 17;
that would be a scream.
But I don't want to get over you.
 
Is it time for reflective songs? This one is currently a constant player on the ipod.

Picture a smoke filled room in a small Blues club - minimal lighting, and on stage sitting down.

THe moooood is very mellow

How come twenty four hours, Baby sometimes seem to slip into days?
Oh twenty-four hours, Baby sometimes seem to slip into days
A minute seems like a lifetime, baby when I feel this way
Sittin, lookin at the clock, time moves so slow
I've been watchin for the hands to move
Until I just can't look no more
How come twenty four hours, Baby sometimes seems to slip into days?
A minute seems like a lifetime, Baby when I feel this way.

To sing a song for you, I recall you used to say
"Oh baby this one's for we two", Which in the end is you anyway

How come twenty four hours, Baby sometimes slip into days?
A minute seems like a lifetime, baby when I feel this way.

There was a time that I stood tall, In the eyes of other men
But by my own choice I left you woman, And now I can't get back again

How come twenty-four hours, sometimes slip into days?
A minute seems like a lifetime, Baby when I feel this way
A minute seems like a lifetime
When I feel this way...I feel this way


Tea For One (off Led Zep Presence)
(Page/Plant)
 
Nice work there NYT, Otis, Tiggy and Jexy for his debut performance! :clap :clap

Whilst we're still in relatively mellow mode, here's one of my all time fave Who numbers....

See Me
Feel Me
Touch Me
Heal Me

See Me
Feel Me
Touch Me
Heal Me

Listning to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behing you, I see the millions
On you, I see the glory
From you, I get opinion
From you, I get the story

Listning to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behing you, I see the millions
On you, I see the glory
From you, I get oponion
From you, I get the story
 
Crystal
Fine work with The Who. Prompted me to think of my British Pop Favourites. We're going back a few years here.....



A police car and a screaming siren -
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete -
A baby wailing and stray dog howling -
The screech of brakes and lamp light blinking -

That's Entertainment.

A smash of glass and a rumble of boots -
An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth -
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat -
Lights going out and a kick in the balls -

That's Entertainment.

Days of speed and slow time Mondays -
Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday -
Watching the news and not eating your tea -
A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls -

That's Entertainment.

Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning -
Opening the windows and breathing in petrol -
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard -
Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays -

That's Entertainment.

Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes -
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume -
A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac -
Fedding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away -

That's Entertainment.

Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight -
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude -
Getting a cab and travelling on buses -
Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs -

That's Entertainment.

- Paul Weller, 1980