He stays at...
"Hah!"
Well, he's no longer le grasson vital
Well he's just one of the boys
He says, they say that he's aged very well
Yet he's still one of the boys
He stays at all the exclusive hotels
Yet he's just one of the boys
It doesn't matter who you are
do do do do do
It doesn't matter who you are
You're getting old but you might have known
He's just one...
He's one...
He's one of...
One...
"Hah!"
No longer le grasson vital
He's just one of the boys
He stays at all the exclusive hotels
Yet he's still one of the boys
He used to say that he's aged very well
But he's still one of the boys
It doesn't matter who you are
You're getting old but it's gotta stop
It doesn't matter who you are
You're getting bald, do do do
"Not quite, my dears!"
Well, he's no longer le grasson vital
He's just one of the boys
He stays at all of the exclusive hotels
Yes he's just one of the boys
He used to say that he's aged very well
Yes he's just one of the boys
It doesn't matter who you are
You're getting old, do do
It doesn't matter who you are
do do do do
He's just one of the do do do do
"Enough"
"Hello hello hello, hello hello hello. Got it wrong, take two, folk."
Well, he's no longer le grasson vital
He's just one of the boys
You know they say that he's aged very well
Still he's just one of the boys
You know he stays at the exclusive hotels
Yet he's still one of the boys
It doesn't matter how old you are
You're as dumb as you feel right now
Dumb as you feel right now
It does not matter how old you are
Well, he's no longer le grasson vital
But he's still one of the boys
They said, they said that he's aged very well
Still he's just one of the boys
He stays at all the exclusive hotels
Yet he's still just one of the boys
It does not matter how old you are
You're as young as you feel right now
It does not matter how old you are
You're as dumb as you feel right now
Well, he's no longer do do do do doo
do do do do do do doo
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Down in the Caribbean, it's not a dream you see
Do do do do do do do do do doo
He's just one of the boys
Do do do do do do do do do doo
He's just one of the boys
Do do do do do do do
One of the boys
It does not matter how old you are
You're as young as you feel right now
It does not matter how old you are — what!
It does not matter how old you are
It does not matter how old —
It does not matter how old you are
Do do doo
Do do do do do do doo
Do do doo doo
Do do do do do do doo
He's just one of the boys
"Hello hello hello. I do not know if there's a tape of this somewhere else from Tokyo, I do not remember. But whatever it was, it went something like this, only on guitar. 'Mirror, Mirror (On the Wall)', take 1."
Sometimes I look...
Sometimes I look...
"Take one, we start again."
Sometimes I...
"We do it again"
Sometimes I...
"No, that's not right."
Sometimes I look in the mirror
There's nobody there
But I just keep on staring...
Just keep on staring and star...
Sometimes I look in the mirror
There's nobody there
But I just keep on staring
And no, can it be, can it be, can it be?
Sometimes I look in the mirror
There's nobody there
But I just keep on staring and staring
And no, can it be, can it be, can it be?
Sometimes I look in the mirror
And there's nobody there
But I just keep on staring and staring
And no, can it be, can it be, can it be?
Sometimes I just keep on looking and looking...
Can it be, can it be, can it be?
"Let's see now..."
Sometimes I look in the mirror
And there's nobody there
But I just keep on staring
And no, can it be, can it be, can it be?
And I look in the mirror
There's nobody there
But I just keep on staring and staring
And no, can it be, can it be, can it be?
Sometimes I look in the mirror
And there's nobody there
Just keep on looking and staring
Can it be, can it be, can it be?
"Take four"
Sometimes I look in the mirror
And there's nobody there
But I just keep on staring and staring
Oh, can it be, can it be, can it be?
"Take five"
Sometimes I look in the mirror
There's nobody there
But I just keep on staring and staring
No, can it be, can it be, can it be?
And then I look in the mirror
And nobody's there
But I just keep on staring and staring
And no, is it me, is it me, is it me?
When I was young and in my prime I wanted to go to sea
And so I bought an Indian ship and sailed away to sea
An Indian chief came up to me and said that I looked fine
do-do-do, and put me in the pan to fry
Singing scatoo-the-bunge-la-laa-di-di-go, Uncle Sam's a Negro
When I was young and in my prime I wanted to go to sea
And so I bought an Indian ship and sailed away to sea
An Indian chief came up to me and said that I looked fine
He took me by the handicap and put me in the pan to fry
Singing scatoo-the-bunge-la-laa-di-di-go, Uncle Sam's a Negro
When I was young and in my prime I wanted to go to sea
And so I bought an sailing ship and sailed away to sea
An Indian chief came up to me and said that I looked fine
He took me by the bollocks dear and put me in the pan to fry
Singing scatoo-the-bunge-la-laa-di-di-go, Uncle Sam's a Negro
Scatoo-the-bunge-la-laa-di-di-go, Uncle Sam's a Negro
My old man's a dustman, he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and lives in a council's flat
He sank to the bottom and sang right to the top
and when they fished him up they shouted
There's no place like home
Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside
I do like to be beside the sea
With the brass band playing tidley om-pom-pom
Something else, something else
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady walks by
Oh me, oh my, I hope that little lady walks by
There's no other girl I would wait for
This one I'd break any date for, doo-do-do-doo, doo-do-do-doo
She wouldn't leave me flat, she's not the girl like that
Oh, she's absolutely wonderful and marvellous
And something else, and something else, and something else
Oh Mr. Wu, what can I do
I've got the Chinese laundry, Chinese laundry blues
March the 22nd, 1978. I went to my local airforce recruiter, and now I am forced to let my government hear my story. Ironically, this recruiter mentioned that he was in Laos in '68 and '69 and was glad that he didn't get killed. But if I had told him about the book, "Laos War and Revolution", and that I have known a Laosian princess, and that I knew everything about our involvement in Laos and the Orient — well, we wouldn't have understood all at once. This is why I'm writing to you to prove that I presently maintain a high degree of extra-sensory perception and intuition, combined with correct intelligence, linguistics, and a lot of ***, honesty and devotion to my country. To begin with, I knew specifically that I was interested in intelligence in A.P. When the recruiter reads the offer for enlisted men in intelligence work, I answered him horizontally, as if speaking from a vortex: "I chose linguistics, and wouldn't it be great to learn, so to speak, the language of Ching, the Orient." Now that we have some data and an introduction, let me continue outline my style and closes herewith.
This class was a mistake and I paid the high price for it; almost lost my life. That fucking image is gone. Time healed, now I want to feel success. And I didn't take a thing from anybody, I did it all by myself; it was not lucky. And now I am tired of this street, I want my bow and some land. A room, and I want all of these things now because I worked hard for it and my bosses have been working hard, too, to keep those sacks and alkmanads quiet, as beautiful as they are. I'm into going steady with my precious bomb. We will ride to heaven together. We did it, we proved it — success, winning, life, and happiness.
Report number three, March 27th, 1978. My local recruiter, I have never seen him. I have never been to a recruiting office. My father served the airforce. Airforce intelligence opportunity's film, used by the recruited — aye, that's the rub. The first thing we see in this film is a young man learning to speak a far-eastern language; please examine a code of my language enclosed. Some of it may be preposterous, some may not. I will never know, unless I try. Jack and gold. In the spirit of de'taunt, we are not teaching Russian or German, or the future of totalitarianism to the students. Two: subjective vision for the prevention of the Soviet totalitarianism. A: strange feeling towards Gromico, the Provocateur, important party decision maker, spy B: Cuba: an uncomfortable haemorhoidal problem. Perhaps Rhodesia, Mosambique, Cuba, Afrodigious, Malaysia, Djibouti, Ethiopia, and a horizontal line to the MPLA of Angola, two verticals, page 3. Three: Formulagistics based on data concerning American aid to A: Saudi-Arabia, UAE, Sultanate of Oman, Egypt. Four: vertical intelligence. Israel, Lebanon, Syria, PLO, Jordan, PD of Yemen and Yemen, Libya, Algereet, Marxists. F: Red Sea, Indian Ocean lands and Thailand and/or *** continued. What was I supposed to call him? ****** He approved. Why am I still in the same position? Broke. I did it "my way". This is Maurice DuPont, speaking to you from the hotel foyer.
Every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need for me complainin', my objections overruled, ah!
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to get involved again
Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks
Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to get involved again
Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need for me complainin', my objections overruled, ah!
Look out kids, something you did
Gods knows when, but you're doing it again
Gettin' up, goin' to school
No need for me complainin', my objections overruled, ah!
Look out kids, something you did
God knows when, but you're doing it again
Too much monkey business for me to get involved again
Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need for me complainin', my objections overruled, ah!
Look out kids, something you did, oh
Too much monkey business for me to get involved again
This here's a story 'bout the Rock Island line
Now the Rock Island line runs down the rail to New Orleans to somewhere or other
Or other or somewehere
Well, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
The Rock Island line, she's the road to ride
Yeah, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride it, you can ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station of the Rock Island line
Pretty girl along the line at the station
Lots of pig irons, horses and pigs and you know, elephants and all that kinda crap
Pretty hard to pick up a little bit of speed, you got a little bit of steam
Yeah, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
The Rock Island line, she's the road to ride
Yeah, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride it, got to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station of the Rock Island line
A-B-C, W-X-Y-Z, the cat's in the cupboard and you don't see me
Well, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
The Rock Island line, she's the road to ride
Yeah, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride it, got to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station of the Rock Island line
Well pretty soon we come to a what you call it stuck in the middle of a railway line
And this guy wants to look at and see what we're carrying on, a bit like custom procedures
So I was telling' 'em I unload all the stuff:
I got sheep, I got pigs
I got sheep, I got horses
I got cows, I got all live stock, got all life stock
Got all live stock, yes sir
Nothing but meats
So he says OK boy you can go on through, so I just go on through
And we pick up a little more of steam and a little more of speed
I fooled ya, I fooled ya
I got pig iron, I got pig iron
I got all pig iron
Well, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
The Rock Island line, she's the road to ride
Yeah, the Rock Island line, she's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride it, got to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station of the Rock Island line
Flying 'cross the desert in my TWA
I saw a woman walking 'cross the sand
She been en route thousand miles from Bombay
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Way back in history three-thousand years
Back ever since the world began
A whole lot of trouble, women shedding tears
About a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Milo's Venus was a pretty smart gal
She had the world in the palm of her hands
Something swells and her T-sock smells
To get a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Flying 'cross the desert in my TWA
I saw a woman walking across the sand
Three thousand miles en route to Bombay
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Way back in history three-thousand years
Back ever since the world began
There's been a whole lotta women just a-sheddin' tears
About a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Jo Jo was a man who works, he was in Texas and he wore a wooden leg
Go go, get back, go go, get back
Go go, get back, go go, get back
Go go, get back, go go
"Don't go away now, we'll be back in just a minute..."
Do you remember when we were in the café on the left bank
You could not find your cartier, because it was on your little throat
You're not a little serious
Thank heaven for little pearls
Oh my God, it's so high up there
You know, you can't really do that yourself
You get yourself disease
La la la
Blue Moon, you left me standing alone
Without a dog, or a bone
They say for every boy and girl
There's just one love in this whole world
But I, aye aye aye aye
I found mine, boy, oh boy, I found mine, oh this is thrilling
Just one kiss from your sweet lips tells me
No one can ever split you p's, or q's, or African
Sh-bim-bomp-pa-bom, diddly-diddly-poo
—
Thank you, thank you, thank you, it's wonderful, thank you, thank you
No no, really really, next time — next time I'll wear pants
Lord, take this make-up off of me
I said, lordy, lordy, lordy, take this make-up off of me
It's bad enough on the beach, but it's worse in the sea
Because I'm knocking on heaven's door
Because I'm looking for my ma
I said, ma, take these guns away from me
I said, ma, take these guns away from me
I got so thin now, they're dragging me down on my knees
Oh yeah, man — do you, Mr. Jones?
Now I've been here so long, I almost forgot my name
I said, Lord, I been here so long I almost forgot my name
But as long as I keep touring, I'll always be in the game
Fame, brain, shame, game, game, fame, fame
"Well, thank you, Mr. Diddle, thank you Mr. Diddle."
The official Soviet newspaper said that temple members have protested the mindless arms race and the filthy war in Vietnam and were persecuted and finally forced to seek refuge in another country — wow, sounds like a ballad to me
Oh man, Bangkok, Thailand, has launched an air/sea-search for a fishing boat carrying some four hundred Vietnamese refugees, the boat was towed back out to sea after arriving in Thailand, sources said because of a breakdown in communication
Oh Lord, the boat was towed into Thai waters by a German freighter and the Thai navy, unaware that the refugees had been guaranteed a resettlement in West Germany, took the boat out to sea after providing all passengers with provision — wow, that's deep man
The Chinese newspapers have made the first reference to the country's curtain wall poster campaign according to vice-premier Deng Xiao-Ping, and saying that the country's stable and its leaders are confident and been planting modernization programs — oh, this should get me in the Village Voice
Deng gave his blessings to the campaign but he commented not all the opinions of the masses are carefully thought out nor can we demand that they all be correct, adding this is nothing terrible, it's bad enough, but it's not terrible
Former president Richard Nixon, on his second trip outside the United States since his resignation, was a smiling handshaking politician again, greeting crowds outside his hotel and trying a little French, he sure as hell didn't try it on Pat Nixon
Mr. Nixon is in Paris to sight-see and be interviewed on French television, before going on to deliver a speech in England, he'll participate in the French call-in program and said he will answer questions in Welsh — that's pretty big, Mr. N
Oh, I'm so cynical I could just keep on doing this forever because, you know, they ain't gonna be looking in my golden bunions in a hundred years from now, they're gonna be selling my socks like Judy Garland, and I hope they get a good price, I mean, what with the inflation and the price of rice, but man, I shouldn't worry, I own all my own songs and I wrote them myself too
I got twenty-four children, fourteen wives, three mistresses, fifty-nine accountants, one-hundred and-five lawyers, two million fans, a posting system that never fails to land me in jail, and look through my mail, perhaps have a garage sale, and you know, go save the whale, and eh, you know, get a boat and go for a sail, and, and, oh, oh, oh, how do you get out of this hell, I'm stuck inside of a lexicon with the Roget's Thesaurus blues again — sometimes I wish I was just George Harrison, you know, got all the answers, oh my God, oh my God
"Just a minute, I'm just getting my 'jamas"
I'd just like to leave you with this message
They say the best things in life are free
Except for own TV, heh-heh, heh-heh
Oh dirty Maggie Mae, they have taken her away
And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Oh the judge he guilty found her
Of robbing the homeward bounder
That dirty no good robbing Maggie Mae
It's the part of Liverpool, port of Liverpool
Three pounds ten a week that was my pay
Oh, something down, in down on number nine
Down in Kelly's pawnshop number nine
Oh dirty Maggie Mae, they have taken her away
And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Da geht mein Schuddenkraut
Leben***
Schweigen***
Schweinbisquit
Das war dein Liebenstrauss
Und das wird ***
Schwein *** braun ***
Can't help it
Schwein ***
Du bist mein Bär
***
Mein Schatz ist ***
In dem Rippenbein
Schwein! Hund!
Das Wildsgründ
*** es mir
Das war nicht ein Tier
Bassfidel
When I was a little baby, age of five
I had something in my pocket, keep a lot of folks alive
And now I'm a man, age fifty-three
I can't get it up at all, I'm tied to a tree
Oh, oh, o-oh
I woke up this morning, went right back to sleep
I woke up this evening, couldn't find my feet
But now I'm a man, age twenty-one (po-po-pow)
And you know babe, we have lots and lots of fun
`Twas a night like Ethel Merman, not a sailor in the sky
A kind of aged gentleman was giving me a try
I remember it distinctly, as clear as yesterday
I was excavating mucus and I thought I heard him say:
'O, tim'rous beastly, wha o'er the brimey sea
The news oot the bracken, *****
Is along way to tipper-rillo, och aye'
Mine eye was clouded o'er as I heard his mournful song
I asked him what the time was, he said it wasn't long
It has been brought to my attention. His mind was empty, but his bowels was full, you see. Or as his mother put it: his mind was empty but his bladder was full. You see, that's what she used to say, you see. You see, when you're bladder's full it's it's hard to think of Rimsky-Korsakov, isn't it, love? Yes, very good, oh yeah.
Well, why keep turning it on and off then, you fool? Get on with it. Alright, alright, alright.
So week took our protein drink in the morning. I never felt any better in my life. Most of it was spilled on the floor, you see. We cut each others hair. ***** but he kept insisting on fiddlin' in the chapel, you see. Fiddlin' in the chapel's no good, you see. I said: "Look here, David", I said, "there's no use you fiddlin' in the chapel, you see. Chapel's ain't for fiddlin'!" He never understood me. He said: "I always fiddle in the chapel." I said: "David, you don't fiddle in the chapel, you pray in a chapel". He said: "I'm praying for a fiddle!"
Hello, hello. Testing, testing.
At this time of year... Oh, let me first introduce myself. Maybe you have heard me before? I am the Great Wok. And as you know, the Great Wok must be done.
Now at this time of year, when Brahma is in... Brahma. The day of Brahma is set to last one thousand years and his night is of equal length. Well, for us human beans, this is the end of the year now. And on minds turn towards, what is laughably called the future. No mind can comprehend the infinite and absolute alone. "Unsmadollihump", as we say in the Himalayas.
Now let me tell you. My resolution for the year 1979 is, to renounce completely everything, but complete luxury and self-indulgence. Now I suggest this is going to be very, very difficult. Very difficult, indeed.
But feel it, my duty, not as a human being, but as a person. For was it not George Formby who said, there are four billion three hundred and twenty million mortals or earth years, which is one day of Brahma.
So, one way of looking at it is simply not to look at it at all. And that's exactly what we're going to be doing now. That we'll settle down, deeply, I hope, and comfortably, in an easy chair, a bed or a bath. Put the incense on, light the candles and give yourself a hard time.
Say you're looking for a place to go
Where nobody knows your name
You're looking for oblivion with
One eye on the Hall of Fame
I don't wanna face it, oh no
I don't wanna face it, no no no no
Well I can dish it out
But I just can't take it
Say you're looking for a place to go
Where nobody knows your name
Say you're looking for oblivion with
One eye on the Hall of Fame
I don't wanna face it, oh no
I don't wanna face it, no no no no
Well I can dish it out...
Dish it out
But I just can't take it
Say you're looking for a place to go
Where nobody knows your name
Say you're looking for oblivion with
One eye on the Hall of Fame
I don't wanna face it, oh no
I don't wanna face it, no no no no
Well I can dish it out
But I just can't take it
I don't wanna face it
All alone...
I watch your face while you are sleeping
No one told me life was so worth keeping
La-la-lal-la-la-la-laa
Da da
Da-da-da-daa-da-da-da-daa
Oh-oh
"Oh, there we are."
I watch your face while you are sleeping
No one told me life was so worth keeping
Now you're here ***
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-oh
To you
"It's over there on the chest of drawers."