Song Lyric Sunday – A little nonsense, now and then is relished by the wisest men.

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that are about House, Room, Kitchen, Shower, Attic also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that include nonsense lyrics suggested by Amy Braun, ai love music aisasami.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

When thinking about the songs that are out there with unintelligible lyrics I wanted to post something a bit different, something profound, something Christmassy, except I couldn’t think of anything. I did remember that I was introduced a while back to the extremely unusual vocal talents of Yma Sumac, who could sing 5 octaves! She sang with lots of growling and strange sounds, some of which are possibly Quencha, as she was known as the Peruvian Songbird. She also had a distinctive look, I can’t make up my mind if she looks frosty or smoldering?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yma_Sumac

I couldn’t find any website that showed the lyrics and so I’m inclined to think that there aren’t any real lyrics, it certainly sounds like nonsense but it is also strangely compelling. The word Obfuscate, meaning unclear, obscure or unintelligible certainly applies to this!

I hope you enjoy this.

I have also included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday: Is the Kitchen the hottest room of the house?

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature School, College, Education, Class, Degree also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

In My post I gave a rather hectoring lecture concerning the value of education as well as posting two excellent songs that fitted the challenge: Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that are about House, Room, Kitchen, Shower, Attic also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

I had a think about a topic, things that occur to me are that a house is just a construction that only becomes a dwelling when people move in and turn it into a home. ‘A home is a house where people abide‘ is a fair definition. That may seem obvious but sometimes we overestimate the value of the construction and undervalue the importance of the people within. Here I go again, with wanton disregard to the matter in hand, I descend into a philosophical argument that might encroach on being hectoring in tone… I apologise.

Two songs came to mind.

Firstly a song that was written in 1954 by Stuart Hamblen apparently inspired by a hunting trip when he was out with his friend, the actor John Wayne and they came across a dilapidated shack.

The song has been recorded many times, including by Hamblen himself but the two versions that stand out to me are the one recorded in 1954 by Rosemary Clooney (one of the stars of the film White Christmas and aunt of the actor George Clooney). The second recording is by Shakin’ Stevens and came out in 1981 and was probably the first version I heard.

This ole house once knew his children
This ole house once knew a wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin’ walks about

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t a-got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This ole house is gettin’ shaky
This ole house is gettin’ old
This ole house lets in the rain
This ole house lets in the cold
On my knees I’m gettin’ chilly
But I feel no fear nor pain
‘Cause I see an angel peekin’
Through the broken windowpane

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t a-got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings out its arms
This ole house is gettin’ feeble
This old house is needin’ paint
Just like me it’s tuckered out
But I’m a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

Songwriters: Stuart Hamblen

The other song I thought about was by Buck’s Fizz, If you can’t stand the heat, Stay out of the Kitchen. It was a single by UK pop group Bucks Fizz. It was released in November 1982 and became the group’s fifth top 10 single in the UK. The song was written by Andy Hill and guitarist Ian Bairnson.

If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Don’t tell me lies
When you talk about friends you’ve been doing
It’s no surprise
To discover the tricks you’ve been brewing
When you turn and run away

Take a look at how you’ve give up your fantasy

And if you can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
Don’t sleep on the floor
If you can’t, if you can’t bear to look
Wonder what you’re missing
If you can’t stand the heat
If you can’t stand the heat


You’re no competition

Can’t stand the heat
Can’t stand the heat

Don’t play it down
When you don’t have the power to hold it
Don’t play the clown
If the joke gets no laugh when you’ve told it
Take a look at how you’ve give up your fantasy
When you turn and run away

And if you can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
Don’t sleep on the floor
If you can’t stand the heat
Wonder what you’re missing
If you can’t, if you can’t bear to look
You’re no competition
If you can’t stand the heat

Can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
You’re no competition
If you can’t stand the heat
If you can’t stand the heat

Can’t stand the heat, ah

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Ian Bairnson / Andy Hill

I hope you enjoy these songs.

I have also included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday – Don’t Need No Education? Actually you do.

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature Lion, Tiger, Bear, Eagle, Shark suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II.

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that are about School, College, Education, Class, Degree also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

Doing some research into songs about education made me discover that most of them were negative, derisory, saying how bad education is and how great it would be without it… How sad! Education is the saving light that can change lives for the better. Many of us are privileged to be living in a society that provides education to our children and yet we scorn it. In other parts of the world, where education isn’t such a given, they seem to regard it with the respect it is due. It can transform lives by giving knowledge and enhancing skills so that people can transcend the spheres they happen to have been born into. It is the great leveler that helps to break down barriers to enable us all to expand and grow to hopefully achieve our full potentials. I only hope that this loss of respect for education is a phase that ends soon and we return to giving it the credit of our wholehearted attention. You may spot that I’m rather a fan of education as a whole and I’d love to instigate a revival of education as a key pillar of society and civilisation.

Now for something more lighthearted, I’ve chosen two songs that I think fit the theme, naturally, and also have a more positive attitude to education:

Firstly Sam Cooke’s Wonderful World, which was written in 1959 and released in 1960. The song was mainly composed by songwriting team Lou Adler and Herb Alpert, but Cooke revised the lyrics to mention the subject of education more.

Lyrics

Don’t know much about history,
Don’t know much biology.
Don’t know much about a science book,
Don’t know much about the french I took.
But I do know that I love you,
And I know that if you love me, too,
What a wonderful world this would be.

Don’t know much about geography,
Don’t know much trigonometry.
Don’t know much about algebra,
Don’t know what s slide rule is for.
But I know that one and one is two,
And if this one could be with you,
What a wonderful world this would be.

I don’t claim to be an ‘A’ student,
But I’m tryin’ to be.
For maybe by being an ‘A’-student, baby,
I can win your love for me.

Don’t know much about history,
Don’t know much biology.
Don’t know much about a science book,
Don’t know much about the french I took.
But I do know that I love you,
And I know that if you love me, too,
What a wonderful world this would be.

History
Biology
Science book
French I took.
But I do know that I love you,
And I know that if you love me, too,
What a wonderful world this would be

The Second song I thought of was my favourite song from the film Grease, Beauty School Dropout.

Alan Paul, later a member of The Manhattan Transfer, originated the role on Broadway. It is not uncommon for the role of the Teen Angel to be held as a dual role by one of the other characters in the cast during stage adaptations (in Paul’s case, he also appeared as bandleader Johnny Casino). Frankie Avalon (who, like Fabian, was a client of Bob Marcucci‘s during his heyday) filled the role for the 1978 film adaptation of Grease, a role he reprised on stage through the 1990s and early 2000s. The Wild Angels recorded an earlier version for Decca Records in 1972.

Here is Frankie’s version from the film:

Lyrics

Your story sad to tell
A teenage ne’er do well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block

Your future’s so unclear now
What’s left of your career now?
Can’t even get a trade-in on your smile

Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your mid-terms and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough
To have the doctor fix your nose up

Baby get movin’
(Better get movin’)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin’?
(What are you provin’)
You’ve got the dream but not the drive

If you go for your diploma you could join the steno pool
Turn in your teasin’ comb and go back to high school

Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Hanging around the corner store
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
It’s about time you knew the score

Well they couldn’t teach you anything
You think you’re such a looker
But no customer will go to you
Unless she was a hookerBaby don’t sweat it
(Don’t sweat it)
You’re not cut out to hold a job
Better forget it
(Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled
Your lashes twirled
But still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school

Baby don’t blow it
Don’t put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it
Even dear Abby’d say the same

Now I’ve called the shot
Get off the pot
I really gotta fly
Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky

Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Richard Finch / Harry Casey

I hope you enjoy this selection.

I have also included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday – Bears, Lions, Eagles, and Panthers thrown in for good measure.

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature the lyrics of either Birth, Death, or Life.

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that feature Lion, Tiger, Bear, Eagle, Shark suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

I thought of a couple of songs that fit this theme.

Firstly, was an old song, and you know how much I love old songs, that was released in 1959. It comes from a time when life was very different and some things that were enjoyed referenced cultures in a way that some may find offensive nowadays. I happen to like this song very much and I would never set out to offend (well, not unless provoked), so I am sorry if you do find this song and its reference to Native American culture offensive.

The song is Running Bear, sung by Johnny Preston.

The Song was written by J P Richardson, also known as The Big Bopper, who provided the backing vocal but died in the plane crash with Buddy Holly and Richie Valens, before the release of this song about a year after his death.

On the bank of the river stood Running Bear, young Indian brave
On the other side of the river stood his lovely Indian maid
Little White Dove was her name, such a lovely sight to see
But their tribes fought with each other, so their love could never be

Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn’t die

He couldn’t swim the raging river ’cause the river was too wide
He couldn’t reach the Little White Dove waiting on the other side
In the moonlight he could see her throwing kisses ‘cross the waves
Her little heart was beating faster waiting for her Indian brave

Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn’t die

Running Bear dove in the water, Little White Dove did the same
And they swam out to each other through the swirling stream they came
As their hands touched and their lips met, the raging river pulled them down
Now they’ll always be together in their happy hunting ground

Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Running Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn’t die

Songwriters: Richardson J P

The second song that came to mind, with some trepidation, is a song performed by Tony Christie and The All Seeing I and Written by Jarvis Cocker of the band Pulp, it is called Walk Like a Panther. As well as the Agile Panther, it also mentions Lions and Eagles in the lyrics.

Why the trepidation on my part? Well, it only made it to number 10 in the UK charts and I’m not sure how well known it would be, but then you may enjoy being introduced to something different.

Marie has set up home
With a man who’s half my age
A halfwit in a leotard stands on my stage
The standards have fallen
My value has dropped
But don’t shed a tear
Some walk like they own the place
Whilst others creep in fear
Try if you can to walk like a man
But you don’t come near

You’ve got to fly like an eagle
Prowl like a lion in Africa
Leap like a salmon home from the sea
To keep up with me
You’ve got to walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight

The old hometown just looks the same
Like a derelict man who had died out of shame
Like a jumble sale left out in the rain
It’s not good, it’s not right
The standards have fallen
My value has dropped
But don’t shed a tear
Some walk like they own the place
Whilst others creep in fear
Try if you can to walk like a man
But you don’t come near

You’ve got to fly like an eagle
Prowl like a lion in Africa
Leap like a salmon home from the sea
To keep up with me
You’ve got to walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight

Where did you leave all self-respect?
You look like a reptile, your house is a wreck
Your existence an insult
Stains that are suspect cover your clothes
The standards have fallen
My value has dropped
But don’t shed a tear
Some walk like they own the place
Whilst others creep in fear
Try if you can to walk like a man
But you don’t come near

You’ve got to fly like an eagle
Prowl like a lion in Africa
Leap like a salmon home from the sea
To keep up with me
You’ve got to walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight
Walk like a panther tonight

I hope you enjoyed that selection.

I have also included the following word prompts:

SONG LYRIC SUNDAY – The big D word.

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature the lyrics of either Past, Present, or Future. It’s all about Time.

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that feature the lyrics of either Birth, Death, or Life.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

I think this time of year sparks thoughts of reflection on life and death. As the year draws to a close and before the time of festivity begins, we often look back and think about what we have achieved or failed to achieve. It also makes us consider our own mortality. Sometimes I look back at my life, almost like I’d been sold a ticket to a show from one of those showmen without scruple, and think about whether it was worth the ticket? We all get a different show, some of us experience a rollercoaster ride of excitement and perils, others get a quiet ride. Remember that you are in the driving seat of your life and you may face obstacles or have to overcome great challenges.

The challenge this week is to think of a song with lyrics about Birth, Life or Death and there were three songs that came to my mind.

Firstly, Season in the Sun, by Terry Jacks.

The song is an English-language adaptation of the 1961 song “Le Moribond” by Belgian singer-songwriter Jacques Brel[2] with lyrics rewritten in 1963 by American singer-poet Rod McKuen,[3] portraying a dying man’s farewell to his loved ones.

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
We’ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we’ve climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC’s
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees


Goodbye my friend, it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I’ll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along

Goodbye Papa it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, I’ll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone

Goodbye Michelle, my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground

Goodbye Michelle, it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone

All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

Source: LyricFindSongwriters: Jacques Brel / Rod Mckuen

Secondly, I thought of the song by The Who, My Generation, which contains the lyric “I hope I die before I get old”. I wonder if anyone has asked Pete Townshend if he has changed his mind now he is older?

My Generation

The Who

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

My generation
This is my generation, baby

Why don’t you all f-fade away (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
And don’t try d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m not trying to cause a big sensation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
I’m just talkin’ ’bout my g-generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
My, my g-generation
My, my, my, my, my generation

People try to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
My, my, my, my, my generation (generation)

Talkin’ ’bout my generation (talkin’ about)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (my generation)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (my generation)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (this is my generation, baby)

Talkin’ ’bout my generation (this is my generation)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (generation)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (this is my generation)
Talkin’ ’bout my generation (this is my generation)

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Peter Townshend

and thirdly and finally, Queen – Who wants to live forever.

Who Wants to Live Forever

Queen

There’s no time for us
There’s no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Oh ooo oh
There’s no chance for us
It’s all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Ooh
Who dares to love forever
Oh oo woh, when love must die

But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?

Source: MusixmatchSongwriters: Brian May / Michael KamenWho Wants to Live Forever lyrics © Queen Music Limited

This has been a thoughtful post and I hope you have enjoyed the music. I am off to cheer myself up with some gardening….

I have also included the following word prompts

Song Lyric Sunday – Looking back, it was a very good year…

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature wind instruments which include Brass instruments (horns, trumpets, trombones, euphoniums, and tubas) and Woodwind instruments (recorders, flutes, oboes, clarinets, saxophones, and bassoons) suggested by Maggie From Cave Walls. 

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that feature the lyrics of either Past, Present, or Future. It’s all about Time.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

Coincidentally enough, yesterday I reposted a song lyric/poem that I had written myself about this very subject, I must have had a premonition. Now, I don’t mean to obtrude, but here is the link:

It’s called “Before it’s time to say goodbye”. Now if anyone would like to write some music and post a recording of them singing it, then please let me know.

Time is one of those major concepts that spark off philosophical debates. It’s because Time for us is not in perpetuity but is finite. IF we had all the time in the world, would anything ever get done? Would inventions have been invented if time had not been limited? If people had not sought to make their mark upon this world that time will not easily Erase?

Well, on to the matter at hand. When I read the challenge I thought of this song that I felt met the criteria. This is a melancholic song written by Ervin Drake in 1961 and first recorded by Bob Shane and the Kingston Trio, but later recorded in 1965 by Frank Sinatra. It is Frankie boy’s version that is widely known and I have linked to it below:

When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small
Town girls and soft summer nights
We’d hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one

When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue
Blooded girls of independent means
We’d ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short
I’m in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage
Wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Drake Ervin M

There is something fragrant about reminiscing about the past. Perfume and fragrance trigger some powerful memories.

I hope you enjoyed this post.

I have also included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday – It’s going to get Windy…

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was Atoll, Island, Key, Lagoon, Peninsula, Reef, Tropical suggested by Tales from the mind of Kristian (oh that’s me!).

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that feature wind instruments which include Brass instruments (horns, trumpets, trombones, euphoniums, and tubas) and Woodwind instruments (recorders, flutes, oboes, clarinets, saxophones, and bassoons) suggested by Maggie From Cave Walls.  

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

The weather today here in England is pretty awful, horrific in fact! It’s blowing a gale and the rain is so heavy, to coin an old English phrase, it’s coming down in stair rods!

It’s the perfect weather for me to sit and procrastinate, and while I avoid doing the laundry, I thought what better than to take part in this challenge and post some songs that have some wind in them.

Firstly a song that instantly came to mind was California Dreamin’, as when the weather is a foul as it currently is, to sit and dream of a warmer climate is what we Brits do (then complain bitterly of the heat when we get there, but we are a capricious lot!).

The song also contains a beautiful refrain on the flute and so it does the trick nicely.

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day)
I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
He knows I’m gonna stay (knows I’m gonna stay)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day)
If I didn’t tell her (if I didn’t tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Edmund Andrew Phillips / Michelle Gilliam Phillips

And another song that came to mind is Baker Street by Gerry Rafferty that has a marvelous Saxophone solo which pretty much elevates the song to a timeless classic.

Lyrics

Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well, another crazy day
You’ll drink the night away
And forget about ev’rything

This city desert makes you feel so cold
It’s got so many people, but it’s got no soul
And it’s taken you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you’re tryin’, you’re tryin’ now
Another year and then you’d be happy
Just one more year and then you’d be happy
But you’re cryin’, you’re cryin’ now

Way down the street there’s a light in his place
He opens the door, he’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been
You tell him who you’ve seen
And you talk about anything

He’s got this dream about buying some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
And then he’ll settle down
In some quiet little town
And forget about ev’rything

But you know he’ll always keep movin’
You know he’s never gonna stop movin’
‘Cause he’s rollin’, he’s the rolling stone
When you wake up, it’s a new mornin’
The sun is shinin’, it’s a new mornin’
You’re goin’, you’re goin’ home

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Gerry RaffertyBaker Street lyrics © Stage Three Music (catalogues) Limited

I hope you enjoy these tunes. Happy Sunday and Happy Halloween.

The Spooky thing is, having just switched on the radio, they’re playing my songs!

I’ve included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday – Calling all Aliens…

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was Heavenly Bodies, Planets, Moon, Sun, Stars, as suggested by King Ben’s Grandma. 

Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week is Communication, Information, News, Telephone suggested by Di of pensitivity101.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

I started think about communications and the media and I remembered that back in the late 70’s or early 80’s when I was a wee nipper, there had been a song released by the Carpenters (in 1977) that referenced something called “World Contact Day”.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Contact_Day

Rather than communication with humans, this was an attempt to send out a massive communication from Earth to any life forces out in the universe in the hope of obtaining even the merest vestige of a response. Of course any response would have been put down as a Swindle of some kind.

I remember the song well because despite being a huge fan of the Carpenters, my mother found this song to be totally balmy (in the informal sense of the word) and even repugnant!

The Introduction to the song was a talking bit that was supposed to be a radio DJ and then someone with a very strange voice dials in trying to make contact with humans. Then, the gorgeous voice of Karen Carpenter rings out.

It is the most bizaare song.

Lyrics

All Hit Radio!
Alright, you’re listening to All Hit Radio
And it’s 53 degrees at 30 minutes past the hour
And right now on our all request line
I’ve got Mike Ledgerwood on the phone
Hey, babe, what would you like to hear?
We’ve been observing your Earth
Hey babe, I’m sorry, I can’t hear you too well
You’re gonna have to speak a little closer into the phone
Okay, babe? What would you like to hear again?
We are observing your Earth
Hey Mike, I’m sorry babe, but that’s not on our playlist
And by the way, you sound great over the phone
Anyway, if you’d give us your request
We’ll be glad to play it for ya, babe
So let’s hear it!
We are observing your Earth
Uh, listen Mike, I’m sorry babe but we can’t-
And we’d like to make
I’m sorry Mike, we there’s-
A contact (uh)
With you, baby

In your mind you have capacities, you know
To telepath messages through the vast unknown
Please close your eyes and concentrate
With every thought you think
Upon the recitation we’re about to sing

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft

You’ve been observing our Earth
And we’d like to make
A contact with you

We are your friends

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary, ultra emissaries

We’ve been observing your Earth
And one night we’ll make
A contact with you

We are your friends

Calling occupants of interplanetary, quite extraordinary craft

And please come in peace, we beseech you
Only our love we will teach them
Our Earth may never survive
So do come, we beg you

Please, interstellar policeman
Oh won’t you give us a sign
Give us a sign
That we’ve reached you
Oh do

With your mind you have ability to form
And transmit thought energy far beyond the norm
You close your eyes, you concentrate
Together, that’s the way
To send the message we declare World Contact Day

Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft

Ah ah ah ahhAh ah ah ahhAh ah ah ahh

Calling occupants
Calling occupants
Calling occupants of interplanetary, anti-adversary craft

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Woloschuk / Terry Draper

I hope you enjoy this song.

I have also included the following word prompts:

Song Lyric Sunday – Life’s Wheel of Fortune.

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is Fate, Fortune, Luck.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/08/07/roll-the-dice/

I thought of a song that was in keeping with the theme, and considering people who know me already know that I love old songs, if I expose myself to any criticism of posting old music in preference to the latest hits, I think this becomes a moot point.

So here is a song from 1952, the wonderful Kay Starr singing Wheel of Fortune.

The wheel of fortune
Goes spinning around
Will the arrow point my way?
Will this be my day?

Oh, wheel of fortune
Please don’t pass me by
Let me know the magic of
A kiss and a sigh

While the wheel is spinning, spinning, spinning
I’ll not dream of winning, fortune or even fame
While the wheel is turning, turning, turning
I’ll be yearning, yearning
For love’s precious flame

Oh, wheel of fortune
I’m hoping somehow
If you ever smile on me
Please let it be now

While the wheel is spinning, spinning, spinning
I’ll not dream of winning, fortune or even fame
While the wheel is turning, turning, turning
I’ll be yearning, yearning
For love’s precious flame

Oh, wheel of fortune
I’m hoping sometime
If you ever smile on me
Please let it be now

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Bennie Benjamin / George David Weiss

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/08/08/rdp-sunday-moot/

https://fivedotoh.com/2021/08/08/fowc-with-fandango-expose/

Song Lyric Sunday – How do and Hey there.

For various reasons, (a break away to Edinburgh and then a lot of work), I did not partake in this challenge the last couple of weeks but this week I have decided to have a go. It’ a great challenge.

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week we the theme of Greet, Hey, Howdy.

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/06/12/hay-is-for-horses/

My Colleague, Fandango chose a song “Hey Girl” and this made me think of another song.

I also remembered that the most polite way to introduce yourself, according to outdated etiquette books, was to say “How do you do?” and that made me think of this song by Gerry and the Pacemakers: How do you it?

Gerry and the Pacemakers – How do you do it?

Strictly, they aren’t saying How do you do? but it’s close enough and I wanted to share this great song. It was written by Mitch Murray and was a UK Hit for Gerry and the Pacemakers in April 1963.

How do you do what you do to me?
I wish I knew
If I knew how you do it to me
I'd do it to you

How do you do what you do to me?
I'm feeling blue
Wish I knew how you do it to me
But I haven't a clue

You give me a feeling in my heart
Like an arrow passin' through it
Suppose that you think you're very smart
But won't you tell me how do you do it?

How do you do what you do to me?
If I only knew
Then perhaps you'd fall for me
Like I fell for you

You give me a feeling in my heart
Like an arrow passin' through it
Suppose that you think you're very smart
But won't you tell me how do you do it?

How do you do what you do to me?
If I only knew
Then perhaps you'd fall for me
Like I fell for you
When I do it to you

And going back to Fandango’s Hey Girl. This made me think of another song by Eddie Holman, “Hey there, Lonely Girl”. This was released in 1969.

And in doing my research I discovered that this was originally released as “Hey there lonely boy” by Ruby and the Romantics in 1963!

The Lyrics were written by Earl Shuman and Leon Carr.

Hey there, lonely boy, lonely boy
Let me make your broken heart like new
Oh, my lonely boy, lonely boy
Don't you know this lonely girl loves you?

Every since she broke your heart
You seem so lost each time you pass my way
Oh, how I long to take your hand
And say "Don't cry, I'll kiss your tears away"

Hey there, lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy)
Let me make your broken heart like new
Oh, my lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy)
Don't you know this lonely girl loves you?

You think that only her two lips
Can kiss your lips and make your heart stand still
But once you're in my arms you'll see
No one can kiss your lips the way I will

Hey there, lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy)
Let me make your broken heart like new
Oh, my lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy)
Don't you know this lonely girl loves you?

 Hey there, lonely boy (lonely boy), 
lonely boy (lonely boy) 
>Ruby> Let me make your broken heart like new
 Hey there, lonely boy (lonely boy), 
lonely boy (lonely boy)
 Don't you know this lonely girl loves you?

Oh, my lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy)
Let me make your broken heart like new

FADE
My lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy

I hope you enjoyed this selection.

I have also used the following word prompts:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/06/13/rdp-sunday-colleague/