I'm sure WW was being coy, but I have no idea what he intended.
George
Let's see.... Thin white guy, lots of makeup.... shock rock, harsh music....weird, dark stage imagery... stage name's first name is a woman's name... let's see... where have I heard of that before....
"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"
"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
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"
Ok, I'm not sure anyone here knows this song, but they might, and if you don't know it, you might be entertained to learn of it.
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more,
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
Ok, I'm not sure anyone here knows this song, but they might, and if you don't know it, you might be entertained to learn of it.
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be. Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk! You're drunk, you silly old fool! Still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me." Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more, But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be. Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk! You're drunk, you silly old fool! Still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me." Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more, But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
"As I went home on Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be.
I called my wife and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?"
"Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you cannot see
That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled- a hundred miles or more,
But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before."
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be. Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk! You're drunk, you silly old fool! Still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me." Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more, But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
"As I went home on Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be. I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be. I called my wife and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me, Who owns that coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?"
"Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool! Still you cannot see That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me." "Well, it's many a day I've traveled- a hundred miles or more, But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before."
And, as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk! You're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me."
"Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle, sure, I never saw before."
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely woolen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But laces in Geranium pots, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on, sure, I never saw before.
I would like to point out that the song is often missing 2 verses. The last 2 verses are often considered inappropriate to air. I included all the others. You can sorta see where the song is headed.
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bulwinkl
It was played on album oriented stations so that counts. I remember it I just can't think of the song right now
bulwinkl
Don't know the title but then I never did like the stones to much. unless it was covered by Flying Burrito brothers also which would make it dead flowers but I think that's another song.
WordWolf
Once beneath the stars, the universe was ours. Love was all we knew, and all I knew was you. I wonder where you are, I wonder if you think about me Once upon a time, IN YOUR WILDEST DREAMS. It mig
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I don't believe that that is the title of a song. It's certainly not the title of this one.
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Human without the bean
School's Out by ~Alice Cooper~
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GeorgeStGeorge
That's it.
I'm sure WW was being coy, but I have no idea what he intended.
George
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Let's see.... Thin white guy, lots of makeup.... shock rock, harsh music....weird, dark stage imagery... stage name's first name is a woman's name... let's see... where have I heard of that before....
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"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"
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WordWolf
Just to throw it out there,
"I Miss You", by Everything But the Girl????
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Human without the bean
Sorry, that's not it. Might be something that you've never heard of, but I know I've used it before and no one got it then.
I'll bet you've heard it before WordWolf, but didn't catch its name or the Scottish artist.
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"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
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"
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WordWolf
I can hear the melody, but I need the rest, obviously. I can't hum the song and have that count.
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WordWolf
"I used to think that it was so easy...." *snaps fingers* I have the title, I think, but I'm stuck for an artist.
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Human without the bean
If you name the title WordWolf I can live with that, otherwise I was going to use another song by the same Scottish artist.
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WordWolf
Is "BAKER STREET" really by a Scottish artist?
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GeorgeStGeorge
Gerry Rafferty is Scottish. WW is up, IMHO!
George
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Ok, I'm not sure anyone here knows this song, but they might, and if you don't know it, you might be entertained to learn of it.
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more,
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
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Human without the bean
Yes.
Yes.
BUMP
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As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more,
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
"As I went home on Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be.
I called my wife and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?"
"Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you cannot see
That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled- a hundred miles or more,
But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before."
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GeorgeStGeorge
I must not have had the radio on when this one aired.
George
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As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more,
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before."
"As I went home on Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be.
I called my wife and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?"
"Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool!
Still you cannot see
That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me."
"Well, it's many a day I've traveled- a hundred miles or more,
But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before."
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me."
"Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle, sure, I never saw before."
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As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely woolen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But laces in Geranium pots, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on, sure, I never saw before.
I would like to point out that the song is often missing 2 verses. The last 2 verses are often considered inappropriate to air. I included all the others. You can sorta see where the song is headed.
So, a reasonable guess for the name of the song?
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You're Drunk, You Silly Old Fool?
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Why I Murdered My Wife?
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