Interactive Who Song

FinsburyParkCarrots

You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
You'd end up further onward
But things ain't quite that simple.


You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you're losing all your dimples.


My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G S scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.


Love Reign O'er Me.
Love Reign O'er Me.
Love.


I've had enough of living
I've had enough of dying
I've had enough of smiling
I've had enough of crying
I've taken all the high roads
I've squandered and I've saved
I've had enough of childhood
I've had enough of graves...


Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition


Don't cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first they'll love you
There's a millionaire above you
And you're under his suspicion.


I've had enough of dancehalls
I've had enough of pills
I've had enough of streetfights
I've seen my share of kills
I'm finished with the fashions
And acting like I'm tough
I'm bored with hate and passion
I've had enough of trying to ...





Choose a one word verb, rather than "love", to make your cliff-jump-cry.

FinsburyParkCarrots

Yes, it's a Townshend song so far. But with that last word?

gue_barium

Should it rhyme with Love?

gue_barium

Gruuuuudge....A Moving Train o'er me..."

FinsburyParkCarrots

I was going to end mine with

"Try booking a hotel room somewhere in Yorkshire, where the cold water doesn't come on in the bathroom

you don't care, because your first priority on entering your lodgings is to have a fast shit

but once you've seen to that job, and are still on the pot, you find out

while flailing your arms below you at the floor of the bog

for paper

that there's no toilet roll

at all

so you

came up to Yorkshire

in your white trousers

and you're playing a gig


so


you stick your bum over the edge of bath

knowing that the shower head doesn't work

but it will wash the arseage

a bit

but will be hot

because the cold doesn't work





So you spray the hot

and

it's



cold"

justam

You must tell good jokes too.

FinsburyParkCarrots

justam wrote:

You must tell good jokes too.

the bollocks I wrote, aside, I wonder if a good poem works like a good joke! You know, setting the scene, the little narrative, and the twist? :P

FinsburyParkCarrots

I mean?

justam

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I mean?

Yeah.

gue_barium

gue_barium wrote:

Gruuuuudge....A Moving Train o'er me...

I think this is kinda funny. I should re-write the song in this theme. Wierd Al has nothing on me.

FinsburyParkCarrots

How about "Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunge, plaid over meeeeeeeeeee"?