mike.. too repetitive..merle
Merle, I guess you could say I'm a 'child of the eighties' (I wouldn't say it) and this is a classic for people of my g-g-generation. The Smiths spoke about Thatcher's industrial waste-land and life in the inner-cities of the UK like no one else. Check out this song 'Panic'. I've included the lyrics. Panic on the streets of London Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down Provincial towns you jog 'round Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ ________________________________ From: Merle Lester <[email protected]> To: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> Sent: Monday, 29 October 2012, 7:23 Subject: Re: [Zen] Re: song of myself billllllll i will pass this by my musical critic... do you like this? i was a lass of the 60's revolution..i'm thinking these young ones have lost it it's dreadful to say oh but in my day...but i'm thinking it's so so true what do you say? merle Merle, Here's the best I can come with as far as rock-and-roll and 'now': How Soon Is Now? - The Smiths ...Bill! --- In [email protected], Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> wrote: > > > >  >  hey billlllllllll and joe...let's get NOW and find rock and roll that's NOW > > I never knew that was a longfellow poem... > > what about a bit of > walt whitman." > .song of myself" >  "in all people i see myself, none more and not one barleycorn less >  and the good or bad i say of myself of them" > > merle >  > I think this poem would be better if the last verse would have been: > > ... > When she was good, > She was very, very good, > But when she was bad she was horrid. > > --- In [email protected], "Bill!" BillSmart@ wrote: > > > > THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow > > > > There was a little girl, > > Who had a little curl, > > Right in the middle of her forehead. > > When she was good, > > She was very good indeed, > > But when she was bad she was horrid. > > > > ...Bill! > > > > --- In [email protected], "Joe" <desert_woodworker@> wrote: > > > > > > Merle, > > > > > > Good word; I've got to learn to use it. > > > > > > Maybe just say: "We've come a long way, Baby." > > > > > > (If I have to hear the song, I prefer the song without the video images, > > > the way I always heard it: on the radio. More "classic" that way, > > > without the gratuitous video "story". ...Blasting out of New York City > > > stations. Not my fave fare, but brings back memories of the time. I > > > think "MTV" was the ruination of pop-music, and the musicians). > > > > > > --Joe > > > > > > > Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@> wrote: > > > > > > > > it's horrid..merle > > > > > >
