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  • Mack the Knife
    started a topic Downtown

    Downtown

    When you're alone, and life is making you lonely
    You can always go
    Downtown

    When you've got worries, all the noise and hurry
    Seems to help, I know
    Downtown

    Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
    Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
    How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there...
    You can forget all your troubles; forget all your cares, and go
    Downtown -- things will be great when you're
    Downtown -- you'll find a place for sure
    Downtown -- everything's waiting for you

    Downtown .... Downtown...

    Don't hang around, and let your problems surround you,
    There are movie shows
    Downtown

    Maybe you know some little places to go to
    Where they never close
    Downtown

    Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle Bossa Nova
    [ DOWNTOWN lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
    You'll be dancing with 'em too before the night is over,
    Happy again...
    The lights are much brighter there,
    You can forget all your troubles; forget all your cares, and go
    Downtown -- where all the lights are bright
    Downtown -- waiting for you tonight
    Downtown -- you're gonna be all right now...

    Downtown...Downtown...Downtown...

    Downtown!

    Downtown!

    And you may find somebody kind to help and understand you;
    Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand to
    Guide them along...
    So maybe I'll see you there,
    We can forget all our troubles; forget all our cares, and go
    Downtown -- things will be great when you're
    Downtown -- don't wait a minute more
    Downtown -- everything's waiting for you...

    Downtown...Downtown
    Downtown...Downtown
    Downtown...Downtown
    Downtown...Downtown
    Downtown...Downtown (fade)

  • Waterfordlad
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    I was listening to that last night, I promise

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  • Cowboy
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    Originally posted by Waterfordlad View Post
    I don’t care what anyone else says Cowboy, you’re not a creep
    I won't run away no more, I promise
    Even when I get bored, I promise
    Even when you lock me out, I promise
    I say my prayers every night, I promise
    I don't wish that I'm spread, I promise
    The tantrums and the chilling chats, I promise
    Even when the ship is wrecked, I promise
    Tie me to the rotten deck, I promise
    I won't run away no more, I promise
    Even when I get bored, I promise
    Even when the ship is wrecked, I promise
    Tie me to the rotten deck, I promise
    I won't run away no more, I promise

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  • Waterfordlad
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    I don’t care what anyone else says Cowboy, you’re not a creep

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  • Cowboy
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    In the next world war
    In a jack knifed juggernaut
    I am born again
    In the neon sign
    Scrolling up and down
    I am born again
    In an interstellar burst
    I am back to save the universe
    In a deep, deep sleep
    Of the innocent
    I am born again
    In a fast German car
    I'm amazed that I survived
    An airbag saved my life
    In an interstellar burst
    I am back to save the universe
    In an interstellar burst
    I am back to save the universe
    In an interstellar burst
    I am back to save the universe

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  • lawrence
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    He has traditionally played NYE in the opera house in cork with a band, and it’s a great gig, but it could be a Monday in October because he will play the entire gig and won’t mention New Years.

    He he has a great sense of humor, but you would get Excalibur out quicker.

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  • Ellethebod
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    Upsey Daisy here I come. I'm the only upsey one. I'm the only daisy too. Ipsey upsey daisy doo.

    Courtesy of In the Night Garden and Cbeebies. That's my life now ��������

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  • Ellethebod
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    Originally posted by fitzy73 View Post
    I've seen him a few times. He's really good, but jayus, you wouldn't want to be half depressed going to see him.
    Saw him in Boston a few years back. No band just him and his guitar. Jesus Christ he's unreal. Makes no qualms about the fact that he's a moody bollox. Savage gig. Had us ladies fawning all over him.

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  • fitzy73
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    I've seen him a few times. He's really good, but jayus, you wouldn't want to be half depressed going to see him.

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  • lawrence
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    Originally posted by mr chips View Post
    Haha, yeah! Just a song I heard on Fleádh TV tonight which I liked, by a Cork lad called Mick Flannery.

    Mick has some great music, not the most uplifting stuff you will come across, and he's not a massive entertainer live is well worth cashing though, his music is quality, one of the best homegrown artists and a really interesting guy as well.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAtaSbtp-b8

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  • mr chips
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    Haha, yeah! Just a song I heard on Fleádh TV tonight which I liked, by a Cork lad called Mick Flannery.

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  • Oldschoolsocks
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    you OK Chippie?

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  • mr chips
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    Search in the past for the bad that is in me
    I'm trying to see if I've lost anything
    I stumble upon the fact that nobody's watching
    Now how they ever gonna catch me, boy?
    How they ever gonna catch me?
    It's a Saturday night, it's a February
    Got nothing to do, I got no one to see
    Not even a god to take pity on me
    Not even a god to take pity on me
    I'm sitting alone with that guilty old feeling
    Like I let someone down by the way that I live
    I'm sitting alone, I ain't heard from nobody
    But I'm only gonna get what I give, boy
    Said I'm only gonna get what I give
    On a Saturday night in a February
    Got nothing to do, with nobody to see
    Not even a god to pass judgment on me
    Not even a god to pass judgment on me
    I'm over in the lake and I swam to the bottom
    And I found me a seat on a rock down there
    And just when I thought I could hear the end
    Says I had to come up for air, boy
    Said I had to come up for air
    On a Saturday night in a February
    Got nothing to do, with nobody to see
    Not even a god to have mercy on me
    Not even a god to have mercy on me

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  • Jenta
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    Love the story behind that song.

    EDIT: http://uk.complex.com/music/2017/04/...g-on-duckworth

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  • Cowboy
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    It was always me versus the world
    Until I found it's me versus me
    Why, why, why, why?
    Why, why, why, why?
    Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth!
    We gon' put it in reverse

    Darling I told you many times
    And I am telling you once again
    Just to remind you sweetheart that my—

    Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
    Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
    Fellowship with demons and relatives, I'm a star
    Life is one funny motha****a
    A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
    I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
    Introverted by my thoughts
    Children listen, it gets deep
    See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
    The object was to process and digest poverty's dialect
    Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
    Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
    Anthony was the oldest of seven
    Well respected, calm and collected
    Laughin' and joking made life easier
    Hard times, momma on crack
    A four-year-old telling his nanny he needed her
    His family history pimpin' and bangin'
    He was meant to be dangerous
    Clocked him a grip and start slangin'
    Fifteen scrapin' up his jeans with quarter pieces
    Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
    Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie
    Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
    Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing
    That's on the daily, seen his first mil twenty years old
    Had a couple of babies, had a couple of shooters
    Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun
    They assumin', but witnesses couldn't prove it
    That was back when he turned his back
    And they killed his cousin
    He beat the case and went back to hustlin'
    Bird shufflin', Anthony rang
    The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
    That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
    Circlin' parkin' lots and parking spots
    And hoppin' out while harrasing the corner blocks
    Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
    He brushed them off and walked back
    To the Kentucky Fried Chicken
    See at this chicken spot
    There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
    With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
    He worked the window, his name was Ducky
    He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes
    Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
    Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
    They had a son hoping that he'd see college
    Hustlin' on the side with a nine to five to freak it
    Cadillac Seville, he'd ride his son around on weekends
    Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
    'Cross the street from the projects
    Anthony planned to rob it
    Stuck up the place before back in '84
    That's when affiliation was really eight gears of war
    So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works
    Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious
    Prevalent proposition with nines
    Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
    And shot a customer last year
    He figured he'd get on these niggas good sides
    Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
    Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
    They didn't kill him, in fact it look like
    They're the last to survive
    Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
    One curse at a time, reverse the manifest
    And good karma and I'll tell you why
    You take two strangers
    And put 'em in random predicaments
    Give 'em a soul so they can
    Make their own choices and live with it
    Twenty years later them same strangers
    You make 'em meet again
    Inside recording studios where they reaping their benefits
    Then you start reminding them 'bout that chicken incident
    Whoever thought the greatest rapper
    Would be from coincidence
    Because if Anthony killed Ducky
    Top Dawg could be servin' life
    While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight

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