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Peter 
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Joined: January 31 2004
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 Posted: November 15 2004 at 21:15 |
 Reed Lover wrote:
(Whoops! My conduct is slipping -- again!)
 i forgot to put the " " in when i searched!
Er so next lines are:There's a certain kind of loving that my wife don't know
Love so tender just falls off the bone
When I raise my hand I see the cattle shake
I got to have a heaping helping of that sweet plank steak
I got a cattle prod, I got a cattle prod
Song is "Cattle Prod" from "Jamboree"
 My go:
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate
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 Well played sir! (Though, as I said, I believe there are errors in those "unofficial website lyrics.) I hear "Rump so tender" and "flank steak," not "plank steak."
Yours is from "Ernie (The Fastest Milkman in the West)" by English funnyman Benny Hill:
"Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate? Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?"
^ Funny little ditty....
Try this obscure one. (Some of you Brits must have been fans of this guy):
"Keep neat, stay clean -- your harmony likes to be seen...."
Edited by Peter Rideout
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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Reed Lover
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Joined: July 16 2004
Location: Sao Tome and Pr
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 19:22 |
April 5th 2004
"Dirty deeds, done with sheep.... electric fences! High voltage!"
And is anyone else familiar with Guadalcanal Diary's immortal sensitive love ballad, "Cattle Prod?"
"There's a certain kind of lovin' that my wife don't know -- rump so tender it just falls off the bone.... Got a cattle prod!"
One for the download list -- pure prog majesty! 
(Whoops! My conduct is slipping -- again!)
i forgot to put the " " in when i searched!
Er so next lines are:There's a certain kind of loving that my wife don't know
Love so tender just falls off the bone
When I raise my hand I see the cattle shake
I got to have a heaping helping of that sweet plank steak
I got a cattle prod, I got a cattle prod
Song is "Cattle Prod" from "Jamboree"
My go:
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate
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Peter
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Joined: January 31 2004
Location: Canada
Status: Offline
Points: 9669
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 16:10 |
I just put that exact phrase into Google, and it lead my back to an earlier post of mine here, where I quote the entire lyric.
I also found it (eventually) on a website for the band, though some of the lyrics have errors there.
C'mon, Reedy-boy! YOU can do it!
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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Reed Lover
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Joined: July 16 2004
Location: Sao Tome and Pr
Status: Offline
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 14:04 |
Wouldnt come up in google,my old cocker!
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Peter
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Joined: January 31 2004
Location: Canada
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 13:24 |
 C'mon, you lazy louts. Use Google!
OK, here's a hint: The band is Guadalcanal Diary, and I'm sure I've sent the song to Danbo and/or Jim in the past!
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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Peter
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Honorary Collaborator
Joined: January 31 2004
Location: Canada
Status: Offline
Points: 9669
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 08:20 |
Dick Heath wrote:
Means manoevring the reindeer in the sleet and snow |
Nope -- nice try, though, and the real lyric has a similar sentiment.
I'm pretty sure Danbo knows this one....
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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Dick Heath
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Joined: April 19 2004
Location: England
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Points: 12818
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Posted: November 15 2004 at 05:01 |
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Means manoevring the reindeer in the sleet and snow
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Peter
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Joined: January 31 2004
Location: Canada
Status: Offline
Points: 9669
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Posted: November 14 2004 at 23:28 |
As with Gdub's excellent lyrics game, this one is about guessing the origins of lyrics, but with a twist:
I'll print a line of lyrics (not necessarily prog, the SILLIER the better) and the next person must name the band and song, print the next line/phrase of the lyric, then put down another (completely different) lyric to be identified & completed by the next player, and so on.
Things are too "quiet" around here -- let's see if we can have some fun!
Remember: silly/lame (but not outright pornographic) lyrics are best.
Googling when stuck is permitted -- keep it moving!
Here we go:
"There's a certain kind of lovin' that my wife don't know..."
Edited by Peter Rideout
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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