Sing loudly and ridiculously

and need to do it at every opportunity. at the top of mes poumons. i want to do this again! 4 years ago

Oh, the butterflies are flying,
Now the winter days are dying,
And the primroses are trying
To be seen.
And the turtle-doves are cooing,
And the woods are up and doing,
For the violets are blue-ing
In the green.

Oh, the honey-bees are gumming
On their little wings, and humming
That the summer, which is coming,
Will be fun.
And the cows are almost cooing,
And the turtle-doves are mooing,
Which is why a Pooh is poohing
In the sun.

For the spring is really springing;
You can see a skylark singing,
And the blue-bells, which are ringing,
Can be heard.
And the cuckoo isn’t cooing,
But he’s cucking and he’s ooing,
And a Pooh is simply poohing
Like a bird. 4 years ago

Working on a movie. (Yeah right!)
But we did nothing, absolutely butkis that day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26 36?
With my mind on my money and my money on my… Beer, beer!
I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick.4 years ago

There’s a place we belong

Where things are good, where love is strong

why did texas lightning not win last year’s ESC? it’s such an unassuming, happy little tune. i love it.

_{and i need some cheer.}4 years ago

another week, another planet and the other excellent SoaP stars:

Space travel’s in my blood

And there ain’t nothing I can do about it

Long journeys wear me out but

I know I can’t live without it

I think I’m on another world with you, with you

I’m on another planet with you, with you5 years ago

just got a very loud and quite ridiculous rendition in the staircase. me with morrissey in my ear: close your eyes, and think of someone you physically admire… which is funny really, because they are both fitness instructors and i am … not. they thought it was good anyway.

note to self: stop singing when you get off your bike. people might be coming down the stairs. 5 years ago

Listen close and you can hear me shout:

I don’t want to be buried in a pet sematary

I don’t want to live my life again5 years ago

Could it be the sea?
With fate mooning back at me?
No it’s just more lock-jaw popstarsacademics
thicker than pigshit
Nothing to convey.
But so scared to show intelligencewrite anything that anyone might understand
It might smear their lovely career

This world, I am afraid,is designed for crashing boresI am not one
I am not one
You don’t understand
You don’t understand 5 years ago

Unfortunately – I will do it when sober (ish!) 5 years ago

to The Book:

And it’s hard
For me to say
And it’s hard
For me to stay
I’m going down
To be by myself
I’m going back
For the good of my health

And there’s one thing

I couldn’t do

Sacrifice myself to you

Sacrifice

(Then The Book sings back to me:

Baby baby I just can’t see
Just what you mean to me
I take my aim and I fake my words
I’m just your long time curse) 5 years ago

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UIhb6BHjQCk
i think this must be high up the list of world’s most bizarre videos. and what is the trojan horse story? he came like a trojan horse? as in, hiding greeks? what does that have to do with camels and baby tigers? and what on earth are the smurfs doing there???

Edit: ok, i’ve found the lyricsThe gates are not yet opened, so the horse cannot come in.When you tell a happy story,the beginning you begin.

gawd blimey. 5 years ago

nearly enough of this recently. and yet it’s so easy. and fun. 5 years ago

this position I’ve held
it pays my way but it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history 5 years ago

may be the meaning of life. The louder and more ridiculous the better. Today I’ve had an excellent Dolly Parton session. That Jolene woman really is a minx. Pah! 5 years ago