Lyrical Response

[DD4Bills]

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, that's life
Tryna make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah

[WhoTom]

Nothing to say, nothing to hear
Nothing to see
Each sensation makes a note
In my symphony

[PastaJoe]

I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid
Drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid
Two years ago today I was arrested on Christmas Eve

I don't want pain, I want to walk not be carried
I don't want to give it up, I want to stay married
I ain't no dog tied to a parked car

Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations

[Bill from NYC]

I ain't got a mother
I ain't got a father
I ain't got a sister
Not even a brother
I'm a lonely frog
I ain't got a home

[WhoTom]

Got a '56 Cadillac
With a spare tire on the back
Got a charge account in my ol' bank
Said, I ain't got you

[muppy]

And there will come a day, and youth will pass away
What will they say about me?
When the end comes, I know those were just a gigolo's
Life goes on without me

 

'Cause I ain't got nobody
Oh, and there's nobody that cares for me
There's nobody that cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely, sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me?
'Cause I ain't so bad, then

[PastaJoe]

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down
If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test, if you let me try

[Joe Ferguson forever]

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
"May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

 

took a fall skating at Hampton Court Palace tonight and they were playing this.  btw, always felt "Christmases" should be replaced by "mistresses" in the lyrics.

Edited December 22, 2023 by Joe Ferguson forever

[muppy]

Hey little sister, what have you done?
Hey little sister, who's the only one?
Hey little sister, who's your Superman?
Hey little sister, who's the one you want?
Hey little sister, shotgun

It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again

[WhoTom]

If I go crazy, then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there and holding my hand?

[PastaJoe]

Woke up this morning, what did I see?
A big black cloud hanging over me
I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead
The news was so bad that I fell out of bed

There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike
Got to be a Superman to survive
Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills
I'm such a wreck but I'm staying alive

 

[WhoTom]

Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bills

[Bill from NYC]

Taxman came to call
He wants to take my TV
Folks on down the hall
Keep making faces at me

So many bills to pay
I need a holiday

[PastaJoe]

We got to install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators
We got to move these color TVs
Hoover mover, uh

[WhoTom]

Jennie said when she was just 'bout five years old
You know, my parents gonna be the death of us all
Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars
Well you know, it ain't gonna help me at all

 

[muppy]

Hey

 

Jenny Jenny who can I turn to?
You give me something I can hold on to
I know you'll think I'm like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall

 

Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number

Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine

[PastaJoe]

On the ninth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Nine ladies dancing
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree

[WhoTom]

She had sweethearts aplenty, and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor, her true love there could be
Oh, her true love there could be

[muppy]

I'm Popeye the sailor man
I've never stepped foot on the land
I like to go swimmin'
With them mermaid women
And float on my back to get tan.

[PastaJoe]

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin' glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand