What Song Are You Listening To, Right Now?

^ 54:36 -"Spanish Moon" one of the best! * da funkyest - check out the bass line *

Well the night that I got into town
Was the night the rain froze on the ground
Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune
Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon

Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door
While a dark girl sang, and played the guitar
There was hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room
I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon

One false step, you get done in
It's a cold situation
Don't care who, you could all face ruin
You could lose it all down at the Spanish Moon

Whiskey, and bad cocaine
Poison get you just the same
And if that -- that don't -- kill you soon
The women will down at the Spanish Moon

Well I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring
Just to hear that girl singing (ooh who)
I don't care who, you could all face ruin
You can lose it all down at the Spanish Moon

Whiskey, and bad cocaine
Poison get you just the same
And if that -- that don't -- kill you soon
The women will down at the Spanish Moon
 
annata said:
^ 54:36 -"Spanish Moon" one of the best! * da funkyest - check out the bass line *

Well the night that I got into town
Was the night the rain froze on the ground
Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune
Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon

Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door
While a dark girl sang, and played the guitar
There was hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room
I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon

One false step, you get done in
It's a cold situation
Don't care who, you could all face ruin
You could lose it all down at the Spanish Moon

Whiskey, and bad cocaine
Poison get you just the same
And if that -- that don't -- kill you soon
The women will down at the Spanish Moon

Well I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring
Just to hear that girl singing (ooh who)
I don't care who, you could all face ruin
You can lose it all down at the Spanish Moon

Whiskey, and bad cocaine
Poison get you just the same
And if that -- that don't -- kill you soon
The women will down at the Spanish Moon
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Good choice.

 
charver said:
I'll be honest. I'm sat here with my head in my hands (obviously i'm using my mutated third hand to type, you pedantic fools). My eyes are currently dressed as a bride in a traditional Chinese wedding ceremony (in other words they are very red) Tsk! You try to bring a bit of culture to the party and look where it gets you, eh? Anyway, you sort of get the idea with that...

So, what could possibly be the reason for this shameless display of torpor? Well, after spending a particularly fruitful day, out and about, indulging in my hobby of extreme masturbation, i returned home yesterday, quite literally, spent. After washing my hands, uploading the photos, videos, etc., and applying an ice pack, i retired to the bedroom. To sleep. And i did sleep. Like a log. Probably the log of a recently tapped rubber tree.

Until, that is, i was awoken at some ungodly hour by the unmistakable sound of screaming children. I really must get a more appropriate ring-tone. A glance toward Mickey Mouse confirmed that his little hand was pointing to the number 3. A sight i never thought i'd have to witness under the blanket of night. What could be so urgent? A death in the family? Or even bad news?

When the chap on the line identified himself as being from London's St Bartholomew's hospital, i admit, i feared the worst. Thankfully, however, my worries quickly subsided and i followed the famous dictum of Adolf Hitlers - to “turn that frown upside down”. For it was glorious news. This fellow was the hospital's chief of orthopaedic surgery and had taken it upon himself to ring round every household in the country to let us know that, after years of paralysis, parliament had miraculously regrown a spine and voted against the Prime Minister's “Can i, like, bomb some shit, yeah?” request. Marvellous.

So, despite my exhaustion and the very real possibility of yorkshire puddings being renamed freedom puddings, i have a new found spring in my step. That will probably be rather welcome later today, as i plummet down the eastern face of Scafell Pike astride an ironing board, with my lad in my hand. Huzzah!

Good Day.

Billy Bragg – 'Honey, I'm a Big Boy Now'
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Every thought of starting a blog? Hell, I can give you some space on my server, how does http://whentherevolutioncomes.mooo.com/charver sound?
 
Working hard, doing my thing... fully concentrating on a complex fix that I have to work step by step through with an imbecile that makes more than me on the other end of the phone. Ever try describing how to create a crossover cable to an imbecile who makes more than you?

Then somebody sneezed as they were walking by... I nearly had a heart attack! Still haven't mastered the "quiet sneeze"?

Well dangit... I think I sprained my appendix, and I think the imbecile on the end of the line thinks I'm a bit crazy and ready to scream randomly at the first drop of the hat... (I still think he's got the frickin' crossover wrong and this is going to take hours).

About the 23rd Turn Off - Bless You
 
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