MissyWombat in Darwin is doing 9 things including…

make a list of 100 favourite/favorite songs

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#100: Tom Petty - Refugee 2 years ago

We got some thin we both know it,
We dont talk too much about it
Aint no real big secret, all the same,
Somehow we get around it

Listen, it dont really matter to me
Baby, you believe what you wanna believe
You see, you dont have to live like a refugee

Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have
Kicked you around some
Tell me why you wanna lay there,
Revel in your abandon

Honey, it dont make no difference to me
Baby, everybodys had to fight to be fre e
You see, you dont have to live like a refugee
No baby, you dont have to live like a refugee

Baby, we aint the first
Im sure a lot of other lovers been burned
Right now this aint real to you
Its one of those things you got to feel to be true

Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have
Kicked you around some
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped,
Tied-up, taken away, and held for ransom

Honey, it dont really matter to me
Baby, everybodys ha d to fight to be free
You see, you dont have to live like a refugee
No, you dont have to live like a refugee
Baby, you dont have to live like a refugee



#99 Paul Simon - 50 Ways to leave your lover 2 years ago

The problem is all inside your head, she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
Id like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover

She said its really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning wont be lost or misconstrued
But Ill repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free

Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just listen to me <-
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free

She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways

She said why dont we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning youll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free

You just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just listen to me <-—-
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free



#98: Melanie: Look what they've done to my song, Ma 2 years ago

Look what they’ve done to my song, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
Well it’s the only thing that I could do half right
And it’s turning out all wrong, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song.

Look what they’ve done to my brain, ma
Look what they’ve done to my brain
Well they picked it like a chicken bone
And I think I’m half insane, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song.

I wish I could find a good book to live in
Wish I could find a good book
Will if I cold find a real good book
I’d never have to come out and look
Look what they’ve done to my song.

It’ll be all right ma, maybe it’ll be okay
Well if the people are buying tears I’ll be rich someday, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song.

Ils ont change ma chanson ma
Ils ont change ma chanson
C’est la seule chose que je peuz faire
Et ce n’est pas bon ma
Ils ont change ma chanson.

Look what they’ve done to my song, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
Well they tied it up in a plastic bag and they turned it upside down
Look what they’ve done to my song, ma.

Look what they’ve done to my song, ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
It’s the only thing I could do all right and they turned it upside down
Look what they’ve done to my song, ma.



#97: Prince: When Doves Cry 2 years ago

Dig if u will the picture
Of u and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can u my darling
Can u picture this?

Dream if u can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and u

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father 2 bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if u will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You’ve got the butterflies all tied up
Don’t make me chase u
Even doves have pride

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father 2 bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (A world that’s so cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding (Maybe, maybe I’m like my father)
Maybe I’m just like my father 2 bold (Ya know he’s 2 bold)
Maybe you’re just like my mother (Maybe you’re just like my mother)
She’s never satisfied (She’s never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

Don’t Cry (Don’t Cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When Doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
Don’t cry
Darling don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry



#96: Marianne Faithfull: The Ballad of Lucy Jordan 2 years ago

The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
As she lay there ‘neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.

Her husband, he’s off to work and the kids are off to school,
And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day.
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.

The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd.

At the age of thirty-seven she knew she’d found forever
As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair …



#95: Tony Christie: Amarillo 2 years ago

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot

Don’t it always seem to go
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala

When the day is dawning
On a Texas Sunday morning
How I long to be there
With Marie who’s waiting for me there

Every lonely city
ha ha ha ha ha
Where I hang my hat
ha ha ha ha ha
Ain’t as half as pretty
As where my baby’s at

Is this the way to Amarillo
Every night I’ve been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Show me the way to Amarillo
I’ve been weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
And Marie who waits for me

There’s a church bell ringing
Hear the song of joy that it’s singing
For the sweet Maria and the guy who’s coming to see her
Just beyond the highway, there’s an open plain
And it keeps me going through the wind and rain

Is this the way to Amarillo
Every night I’ve been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Show me the way to Amarillo
I’ve been weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
And Marie who waits for me

Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
And Marie who waits for me

Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
And Marie who waits for me



#94 The Beatles: Come Together 2 years ago

Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger, he shoot coca-cola
He say “I know you, you know me”
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

He bag production, he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me

[Right!
Come, oh, come, come, come.]

He roller-coaster, he got early warning
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter
He say “One and one and one is three”
Got to be good-looking cos he’s so hard to see
Come together right now over me

Oh
Come together
Yeah come together
Yeah come together
Yeah come together
Yeah come together
Yeah come together
Yeah come together
Yeah oh
Come together
Yeah come together



#93: John Butler Trio: Funky tonight 2 years ago

Now i dont want to argue i dont want to fight

and if theres something wrong yes you know im gonna try to make it right

i love you you love me we be one family tonight

so get right over here and lets get down get funky to night

‘Cause you are my queen and there aint no doubt about it

and if you want ill tell the world yes you know ill shout it

the way you walk talk move yeah girl get me high as a kite

so get right ove here and lets get down get funky tonight
tonight

whats your name
lets go back to when we first met back in 1999, Appreciate
before you knew i was yours and you mine

ooooooowooooooo
ooooooowooooooo

and now i turn the lights down low ‘n put the stereo on
put on our favourite record by Aerosmith and Louie Armstrong

take you to our living room dance floor and hold you tight
i guarentee you and me gonnaa get down funky tonight
i guarentee you and me gonna get down funky tonight
i guarentee you and me gonna get down funky tonight

whats your name
lets go back to when we first met back in 1999 Appreciate
before you knew i was yours and you knew you were mine

whats your name
lets go back to when we first met back in 1999 Appreciate
before you knew i was yours and you mine



#92: John Butler Trio: Better Than 2 years ago

All you want is
What you can’t have
And if you just look around man
You see you got magic
So just sit back relax
Enjoy it while you still have it
Don’t look back on life man and only see tragic

Because you could be better than that
Don’t let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better than
You can be better than that
Don’t let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better

All the time while you’re looking away
There are things you can do man
There’s things you can say
To the the ones you’re with
With whom you’re spending your today
Get your gaze off tomorrow
And let come what may

All I know is sometimes things can be hard
But you should know by now
They come and they go
So why, oh why
Do I look to the other side
‘Cos I know the grass is greener but
Just as hard to mow

Life’s not about what’s better than.



#91 Silverchair: Straight Lines 2 years ago

Breathing from a hole in my lung
I had no one
With faces in front of me
Racing through the void in my head
To find traces
Of a good luck academy

Ooh Ooh Ooh

Sparks ignite and trade them for thought
About no one
And nothing in particular
Washed the sickened socket and drove
Resent nothing
There’s good will inside of me

Ooh Ooh Ooh

Wake me up lower the fever
Walking in a straight line
Set me on fire in the evening
Everything will be fine
Wake me up strong in the morning
Walking in a straight line
Lately I’m a desperate believer
But walking in a straight line

Something I will never forget
I felt desperate
And stuck to the marrow
Invisible to everyone else
I’m a sex-change
And a damsel with no heroine

Ooh Ooh Ooh

Wake me up lower the fever
Walking in a straight line
Set me on fire in the evening
Everything will be fine
Wake me up strong in the morning
Walking in a straight line
Lately I’m a desperate believer
But walking in a straight line

I don’t need no time to say
There’s no changing yesterday
If we keep talking and
I keep walking in straight lines

Wake me up lower the fever
Walking in a straight line
Set me on fire in the evening
Everything will be fine
Wake me up strong in the morning
Walking in a straight line
Lately I’m a desperate believer
But walking in a straight line



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