Delete me

[jonesy]

Is this thread trying to turn into an actual CoC thread? Now that's bizarre.

Wait, I think I hear someone at the door. Who could it be at this hour? It's almost past midday. I think I'll go open it. I mean, what could go wrong?

 

[Bagpuss]

It's amazing a thread that is marked for deletion, and we still feel compelled to post in it.

Thread?

Arrgh I hope I can call of that hit squad I called on MerricB before they go comms silent.

 

[jonesy]

Arrgh I hope I can call of that hit squad I called on MerricB before they go comms silent.

That was them at the door. They got a bit lost on the Warwickshire roundabout. I sent them in the direction of San Diego.

 

[Nytmare]

That was them at the door. They got a bit lost on the Warwickshire roundabout. I sent them in the direction of San Diego.

But all they ever found was his pants and roundabout.
And the hit squad'll get you if you don't watch out!

[/jameswhitcombriley]

 

[Dice4Hire]

She is right twice a day, just like a stopped clock.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

Did someone say "Roundabout?"

Yes
Roundabout


(Jon Anderson/Steve Howe)

I'll be the round about
The words will make you out 'n' out
I'll spend the day your way......
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley......

The muses dance and sing
They make the children really ring
I'll spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley.....

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky
and they Stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and
Laughing too
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be
There with you

I will remember you
Your silhouette will charge the view
Of distance atmosphere......
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
Even in the valley......

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky
and they Stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and
Laughing too ooo oo oo
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be
There with you

Along the drifting cloud the eagle searching
Down on the land
Catching the swirling wind the sailor sees
The rim of the land
The eagle's dancing wings create as weather
Spins out of hand

Go closer hold the land feel partly no more
Than grains of sand
We stand to lose all time a thousand answers
By in our hand
Next to your deeper fears we stand
Surrounded by million years

I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out........

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky they
Stand there
Twenty four before my love and I'll be
There........

I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
We spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley.... eh

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they
Stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see You
Ten true summers we'll be there and
Laughing too ooo
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be
There with you.....

Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da
Da da da da daaa da da

 

[Nemesis Destiny]

Great song. Chris Squire's chunky bass riff makes that song.

 

[El Mahdi]

I'm hearing faint discordant music...anyone else hearing this?

Should I be worried?

 

[jonesy]

This poem doesn't rhyme,
not even for a dime.
You couldn't make it click together,
not at night or with a feather.
Deleting doesn't make it work,
it just eats the words and makes them better.
Though, if you squint real hard,
quack, quack, quack, and it is done.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

There's a brand new blade
But I don't know it's name
That people from strange lands
Use again and again
It's big and it's bad
Bringing tension and fear
They use it over there but we don't use it here

[CHORUS]
Falchion! Strike to the left
Falchion! Strike to the right
Ohhhhh, Falchion!
We are the goon squad
And we're coming to town
Bleed-bleed
Bleed-bleed

Listen to me - don't listen to me
Talk to me - don't talk to me
Fight with me - don't fight with me, no
Bleed-bleed
Bleed-bleed

There's a brand new sound,
But it's not very clear
That people from good homes
Are hearing this year
It's loud and tasteless
And I've heard it before
You hear it while you're killing
On the front lines of war
Ohhhhh chop, Falchion

[CHORUS]

Listen to me - don't listen to me
Talk to me - don't talk to me
Fight with me - don't fight with me, no
Bleed-bleed
Bleed-bleed


Ohhhhh, block,
chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
Fa-fa-fa-fa-Falchion
Ohhhhh, block,
chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
Fa-fa-fa-fa-Falchion
La-la la la la la la-la