Almost anything by Goldfrapp...mmmm
Gravitate to Me - The The
She Sells Sanctuary, Rain, Brother Wolf and Sister Moon - The Cult
Running up that hill - the divine Ms Bush
Quite a lot of Tori Amos' stuff is sexy too - bit like her really
JP
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Japes
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 55
0 miles · Somerset
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Mine works OK on OS10.3.9 using Safari (so goody) - only problem I get is sometimes I can't see all of the avatars, so I have to wait to get to work before I can see Vix new av. 
hwoar:
Or Rachel-Lanes. :phwoar:
Or Lady FeeBee's. :phwoar:
Or.... sorry I got sidetracked. Cold shower needed.
Japes
hwoar: Or Rachel-Lanes. :phwoar:
Or Lady FeeBee's. :phwoar:
Or.... sorry I got sidetracked. Cold shower needed.
Japes
'The salt in the ocean
is there because
the fishes cry too...
the cry for thier loved ones
that they see taken up
into the blue...'
Jackie Leven
and one I can't get out of my head at the moment
'About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house,
Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone.
I really feel like things clicked into place at some point,
Or maybe its the fact that me and Alison really got on.
Or maybe its that i realised that it is true;
No-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison.
No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you.
You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done.
Scott can't have my back til the absolute end,
Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon.
He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke.
It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above.
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat,
Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun.
My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high;
I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was...'
The man Skinner is a genius
Japes
is there because
the fishes cry too...
the cry for thier loved ones
that they see taken up
into the blue...'
Jackie Leven
and one I can't get out of my head at the moment
'About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house,
Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone.
I really feel like things clicked into place at some point,
Or maybe its the fact that me and Alison really got on.
Or maybe its that i realised that it is true;
No-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison.
No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you.
You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done.
Scott can't have my back til the absolute end,
Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon.
He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke.
It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above.
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat,
Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun.
My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high;
I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was...'
The man Skinner is a genius
Japes
Heartland by The The. Mind you, it did accurately reflect the times (mid 80's)
Beneath the old iron bridges
Across the Victorian parks
And all the frightened people
Running home before dark
Past the Saturday morning cinema
That lies crumbling to the ground
And the piss stinking shopping centre
In the new side of town
I've come to smell the seasons change
And watch the city as the sun goes down again
Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over
This is the land where nothing changes
The land of red buses and blue blooded babies
This is the place where pensioners are
And the hearts are being cut from the welfare state
Let the poor drink the milk
While the rich eat the honey
Let the bums count their blessings
While they count the money
So many people can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them, nobody ever will
Until their backs are broken, their dreams are stolen
And they can't get what they want
Then they're gonna get angry
Well, it ain't written in the papers
But it's written on the walls
The way this country's dividing to fall
So the cranes are moving on the skyline
Tryin' to knock down ... this town
But the stains on the heartland
Can never be removed
From this country that's sick, sad and confused
Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over
The ammunition's been passed
And the Lord's been praised
But the wars on the televisions
Will never be explained
All the bankers gettin' sweaty
Beneath their white collars
As the pound in our pocket
Turns into a dollar
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
Come to think of it, not a lot has changed. God, now I'm really depressed.
:cry:
Japes
Beneath the old iron bridges
Across the Victorian parks
And all the frightened people
Running home before dark
Past the Saturday morning cinema
That lies crumbling to the ground
And the piss stinking shopping centre
In the new side of town
I've come to smell the seasons change
And watch the city as the sun goes down again
Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over
This is the land where nothing changes
The land of red buses and blue blooded babies
This is the place where pensioners are
And the hearts are being cut from the welfare state
Let the poor drink the milk
While the rich eat the honey
Let the bums count their blessings
While they count the money
So many people can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them, nobody ever will
Until their backs are broken, their dreams are stolen
And they can't get what they want
Then they're gonna get angry
Well, it ain't written in the papers
But it's written on the walls
The way this country's dividing to fall
So the cranes are moving on the skyline
Tryin' to knock down ... this town
But the stains on the heartland
Can never be removed
From this country that's sick, sad and confused
Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over
The ammunition's been passed
And the Lord's been praised
But the wars on the televisions
Will never be explained
All the bankers gettin' sweaty
Beneath their white collars
As the pound in our pocket
Turns into a dollar
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
Come to think of it, not a lot has changed. God, now I'm really depressed.
:cry:
Japes
Quote by spideyuk
Try this one...
"My destination's a horizontal line"
Oooh! Oooh! I know this one!!!
Running Water from Boat to Bolivia by the great Martin Stephenson and the Daintees... one of my all time faves...
How about this - same age, different vein...
'She was lying on her back with her lips parted, squealing like a stuck pig,
I was going through the motions faking the emotion,
wriggling around like a lizard in a tin...'
BTW Hello all, first post, hope to get to know you all lurking quite a while, but couldn't resist posting on this thread.
