Nice 80s song
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Magnús: - I have fans of all ages and I don't think it's weird when older people like LazyTown. LazyTown appeals to people for many different reasons: dancing, acrobatics, etc. -
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We all know fata morgana
She keeps herself to herself
She likes the sound of explosions
You know - some people need nothing else
She has a volatile nature -
Moves in a dangerous way
All the creatures around her:
They keep quiet, or she blows them away
They sing:
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
There's always fast talking Jonny
He used to get so ill
He spent a while in the country
Now he's clean and serene but he can't stand still
Little Nick wasn't happy -
He felt sick inside
One day he jumped from the window
Into the arms of a Wagnerian bride
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
And then there's old Uncle Charlie -
He don't speak any more
He lives one side of a mirror,
A refugee from the chemical wars
A critical disposition -
He likes to eat his own hands
His principle motivation
Is a special secretion from a secret gland
He sings:
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
Singing
WHA DIDDLE IDDLE I DOH
DOWN HERE - THE UNDERWATERBOYS...
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The 1983 version https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwfErYUoqx8
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Just stop me if you've heard this one before
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Byrne and Eno consider the songs on this album to be "spirituals" and I agree even if they don't follow the musical conventions of church music. They do evoke a sense that we are in a vale of tears, and a longing for something better, some unseen eternity. But in the meantime we must live in the now: the past is gone, the future unknown. These are songs by people who have lost loved ones, have lost jobs, have had good relationships end, have aged and watched their mental and physical powers slip away, their senses dim. All we can do is plod forward step by step until our time is done, whether that comes as a surprise or a long terminal illness. And just that plodding forward is an act of courage.
I ride on a perfect freeway
Many people on that road
I heard the sound of someone laughing
I saw my neighbor's car explode
Just up ahead
Against the sky
Quicker than you blink your eye
Oh my brother, I still wonder, are you alright?
And among the living, we are giving, all through the night
From the milk of human kindness
From the breast we all partake
Hungry for a social contract
She welcomes you with dark embrace
(puts) socks and shoes
Upon our feet
Little fishes swim upstream
Oh my brother, I still wonder, are you alright?
In the deepest silence, gold and diamonds, all through the night
Everything that happens will happen today
And nothing has changed, but nothing's the same
And every tomorrow could be yesterday
And everything that happens will happen today
Everything that happens will happen today
And nothing has changed, but nothing's the same
And every tomorrow could be yesterday
Everything that happens could happen today
I'll build a house - of water
I'm searching high - and low
Underneath the waves
Where they hit the rocky shore
Out by the lighthouse
Heard nature say
"I'm sorry -
For stones and trees down below
For those who tumble in God's name
To an early grave
Into the sea and foam
Like ships tossed in a storm"
And I'm standing all alone
Out by the lighthouse
I'll build a house - of paper
Covered with words I could read
She had to teach me what to say
But every year we stayed
Out by the lighthouse
I'll build a house - so level
With seven walls - long and true
The day we raised that roof up high
Unto the fading light
We sang the whole night through
No one needed proof
And I could see the moon
Out by the lighthousel i t t l es t e p h e r sNote
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Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
He's been looking now
For a long time
It seems the more he looks
The less he wants to see
He turned to the west
For a long time
He turned to the east
Then he turned to the west again
If there's a heaven above, in the meantime
If there's a heaven above, let it be near
If there's a heaven above, in the meantime
Then let it be near, let it be near to me
We've been talking now
For a long time
It seems the more we speak
The less we seem to say
If there's a hell below
In the meantime
Then let us shut up
Unless we want to pray
He saw everything a little too clearly
So close that the bones would show
And to see everything so clearly
Isn't always the best thing you know
If there's a heaven above, in the meantime
If there's a heaven above then let it be near
If there's a heaven above, in the meantime
Let it be near, let it be near to me
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith
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Dinosaurs are grazing in suburbia
Glowing in the dark
Electrified, they fight and fuss about
They're eating up the park
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Missing....missing....missing....
One of our submarines is missing tonight
Seems she ran aground on manoeuvres
One of our submarines
A hungry heart
To regulate their breathing
One more night
The Winter Boys are freezing in their spam tin
The Baltic moon
Along the northern seaboard
And down below
The Winter Boys are waiting for the storm
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Shallow water - channel and tide
And I can trace my history
Down one generation to my home
In one of our submarines
One of our submarines
The red lights flicker, sonar weak
Air valves hissing open
Half her pressure blown away
Flounder in the ocean
See the Winter Boys
Drinking heavy water from a stone
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Shallow water - channel and tide
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Tired illusion drown in the night
And I can trace my history
Down one generation to my home
In one of our submarines
One of our submarines
One of our submarines
We climb the cliffs
And hang from trees
Wrap the rocks and pave the beach
State of shock at flick of switch
(Mindless)
Into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
It's been buried in the sand for years
(Headlong)
Into the cloudburst naked
There's really no escaping it
There's gonna be a cloudburst here
Come out of your shell
And look at the sea
It may be just as well
You stayed here with me
Private hell at turn of key
(Blindly)
Into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
It's been buried in the sand for years
(Mindless)
Into the cloudburst naked
There's really no escaping it
There's gonna be a cloudburst here
(Headlong)
Into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
It's been buried in these hands for years
(Blindly)
Into the cloudburst naked
There's really no escaping it
There's gonna be a cloudburst here
And it's dawning on me
I've been a cork in the ocean, been bobbing in the North Sea
Then take this vest of plaster, these boots of concrete
And mark 'em down as surplus, return to Mulberry
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
When I was small
I was in love
In love with everything
Now there's only you
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Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too"
One flash of light but no smoking pistol
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
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