The Medusa Fora

mats wrote:Got A Lot Of Livin' To Do
(1990, from the NME multi-artist charity compilation, The Last Temptation Of Elvis) (d)
[A. Schroeder / B. Weisman]
Produced by David Jordan

Oh yes I`ve got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I`ve got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

There`s a moon that`s big and bright in the milky way tonight
But the way you act you never would know it`s there
So baby, time`s a wasting
A lot of kisses I ain`t been tasting
I don`t know about you but I`m gonna get my share

Oh got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I`ve got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

There`s a balmy little breeze
That`s whistling through the trees
And it`s telling you to pitch a little woo with me
Why don`t you take a listen
You`ll never know what you`ve been missing
Cuddle up a little closer and be my little honey bee

Oh got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I`ve got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

You`re the prettiest thing I`ve seen
But you treat me so doggone mean
Ain`t you got no heart, I`m dying to hold you near
Why do you keep me waiting
Why don`t you start co-operating
And the things I say are things you want to hear

Oh got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I`ve got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

Here's what I came up with Shane's very slightly changed lyrics:


Got a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

There`s a moon that`s big and bright in the milky way tonight
But the way you act you never would know it`s there
Now baby, time`s a wasting
A lot of kisses I ain`t been tasting
I don`t know about you but I`m gonna get my share

Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to have a party takes two
Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

There`s a balmy little breeze
That`s whistling through the trees
And it`s telling you to pitch a little woo with me
Why don`t you take a listen
You`ll never know what you`ve been missing
Cuddle up a little closer and be my little honey bee

Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make fun it takes two
Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
And there`s no one who I`d rather do it with-a than you

You`re the prettiest thing I`ve seen
But you treat me so doggone mean
Ain`t you got no heart, I`m dying to hold you near
Why do you keep me waiting
Why don`t you start co-operating
And the words I say are things you want to hear

Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
Come on baby, to make fun it takes two
Cos I gotta a lot o` living to do
A whole lot o` loving to do
There's no one I'd rather to it to than you.

Correct, I just copied the lyrics from an Elvis page

Boat Train
(1987 Demo, previously unreleased) (d)
[S. MacGowan]

I met with Napper Tandy
And I shook him by the hand
He said "Hold me up for Chrissake
For I can hardly stand"
I had a fearful journey
and I'm not doing it again
The last time that I travelled on
The Boat Train

I had a couple of drinks in town
A few more at the port
I puked up on the gangway
But some kind folks helped me board
Then they produced some whiskey
and they poured it down my throat
They sat me at a table
And I lost my watch and coat

First we drank some whiskey boys
Then we drank some gin
Then we drank tequila
If it's that what they did put me in
Then we drank some brandy
And the women had a dance
The croupier then announced
That we could play the game of "chance"

We crowded round the table
With our money in our hands
I ended up on the other side
Without a penny in my pants
I woke up in the toilet
When we got to Holyhead
The doors were all a-banging
And I wished that I was dead

So after that I was pulled up
By a couple of grinning thugs
First they looked for bombs and guns
Then they looked for drugs
Stuck a flashlight up my ass
Told some Irish jokes
Said "Fuck off now, paddy"
So I headed for a smoke.

On the boat train.

We got on board the train
And then we had a drink or two
Started playing poker
But the booze ran out at Crewe
Some people started sleeping
Others looked for duty free
Some bastard started singing
"The little cottage by the Lee"
He then sang "Paper Roses"
"Boolavogue" "Eileen Aru"
Somebody started slagging off
The Pakis and the Jews

Started looking through the bags
with cigarettes and booze
found a bottle of whiskey
And I read the Daily News
First I drank the whiskey
Then I found some gin
Then I fall against the door
And I broke my fuckin shin
Next thing that I knew
I was in London in the rain
Staggering up the platform
Off the Boat Train

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Edit: Additions by firehazard and Kilmichael added

Night Train To Lorca
(1987 Demo, previously unreleased) (d)
[J. Finer]

Across the dark and dusty plain
Where scars of old dry rivers run
All is still and silence screams
To the thunder of the Lorca train

Towns asleep by empty roads
Churches rise from crooked roofs
Cloaked in darkness nothing stirs
Grow smaller darker disappear

Chorus:
See the moon so still and cold
A million stars that shed no warmth
Your nightmares all come out to play
In the silver light.
Wait for sunrise in the east
Long shadows crawl across the plain
The ghosts of night will disappear
And lay your fears to rest.

Steam hissed up, the hot coals glowed
The furnace blazed, the wheels they rolled
On tracks of iron, straight and cold
The silver moonlight danced

The flames are in the fireman's eye
Orange in the engines glow
Gleaming pistons whirling cranks
Wait for dawn the rooster's crow

2x Chorus

Alex wrote:Boat Train
(1987 Demo, previously unreleased) (d)
The [?] then announced
That we could play the game of "chance"

"The croupier announced...", I think.

Alex wrote:[?]
With a couple of grinning dogs

"So after that I was pulled up
By a couple of grinning dogs"

That's what I think it is, anyway. It's different from the "final" version of the song in those places, I think.

firehazard wrote:"So after that I was pulled up
By a couple of grinning dogs"

That's what I think it is, anyway. It's different from the "final" version of the song in those places, I think.

Is it not 'a couple of grinning thugs'?

Kilmichael wrote:

firehazard wrote:"So after that I was pulled up
By a couple of grinning dogs"

That's what I think it is, anyway. It's different from the "final" version of the song in those places, I think.

Is it not 'a couple of grinning thugs'?

Aye, I think you're right, actually. Makes more sense, and rhymes better too.

Alex wrote:Pinned Down / I'm Alone In The Wilderness
(1990, outtake from the Hell's Ditch album sessions, previously unreleased)

Fat greasy shrinks
?? bastards

Listening to it again (and again and again), I'm hearing "complacent bastards". Not sure if that's right, though.

firehazard wrote:

Alex wrote:Pinned Down / I'm Alone In The Wilderness
(1990, outtake from the Hell's Ditch album sessions, previously unreleased)

Fat greasy shrinks
?? bastards

Listening to it again (and again and again), I'm hearing "complacent bastards". Not sure if that's right, though.

Yeah, sounds right! Thanks!

Alex wrote:Call My Name
(outtake from Pogue Mahone album, 1995, previously unreleased)
[D. Hunt]

Been listening to this again to try to fill in the gaps. I may be wrong, but I'm getting something a little different in some places, including the chorus:

World goes down and I'm on my knees
[The sight of it??] holds no release
Silent enemies at the dark side gates
[???] and I'm still in your dreams

Chorus:
And I love to see you come by
Watch the world make you smile.
I love to see you come my way
Yes, I love to see you come by
Want the world to make you smile
I love to hear you call my name

The sun went down and the moon shone cold
Shedding light on a dead man's [???]
The city was asleeping and the carnival began
They shouldn't wear the judges' robes [???]

2x Chorus

My love you wear your clothes so bare [or "fair"?]
Rings on your fingers and silver in your hair
And all you were was a dream I had
My imagination stopped me feeling sad... [chorus etc.]


[Re-edited a couple of times! And great work again, Alex!]

firehazard wrote:

Alex wrote:Call My Name
(outtake from Pogue Mahone album, 1995, previously unreleased)
[D. Hunt]

Been listening to this again to try to fill in the gaps. I may be wrong, but I'm getting something a little different in some places, including the chorus:

World goes down and I'm on my knees
The sight of it holds no release[/b]
Silent enemies at the dark side gates
While my pain and I'm still in your dreams

Chorus:
And I love to see you come by
Watch the world make you smile.
I love to see you come my way
Yes, I love to see you come by
Want the world to make you smile
I love to hear you call my name

The sun went down and the moon shone cold
Shedding light on a dead man's [??] <-- a strange and short word starting with "p"
The city was asleeping and the carnival began
They shouldn't wear the judges' robes

2x Chorus

My love you wear your clothes so bare [or "fair"?] <-- for me it sounds more like "bare"
Rings on your fingers and silver in your hair
And all you were was a dream I had
My imagination stopped me feeling sad... [chorus etc.]

Great work firehazard! You're dead right with the chorus! Just relistened it again.

Ok, it was a daunting task but they lyrics for black diogs ditch are as follows.

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la


lol
scott

The Rocky Road To Dublin
(1984. Previously unreleased)
[Trad. arr. Fearnley, Finer, MacGowan, Stacy, O’Riordan, Ranken]

'Twas in the merry month of June from me home I started,
Left the girls in Tuam nearly broken-hearted,
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins,
Brand new pair of brogues rattled o'er the bogs,
Frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.

Chorus: One, two, three, four, five,
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
and all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de dah!

In Mullingar that night I rested tired and weary,
Up the very next morning feeling bright and early,
Had a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking,
Thats the Paddy's cure whene’er he's up for drinking.
See the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin',
Asked me was I hired, wages I required,
Till I was sick and tired and on the rocky road to Dublin.

Chorus

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city.
When I took a stroll, all among the quality,
Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind,
No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin',
Asking for the rogue, they told me Connacht brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.

Chorus

From there I got away, me spirits never failing,
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing.
The Captain at me roared, said no more room had he,
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy.
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin’,
When off Holyhead wished that I was dead,
Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin.

Chorus

The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed,
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it,
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing,
Dear old Erin's Isle they began abusing.
"Hurrah me soul," says I, shillelagh I let fly,
Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in,
With a load "hurray" joined in the affray,
We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin.

Chorus

scott wrote:Ok, it was a daunting task but they lyrics for black diogs ditch are as follows.

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la

la la la la la la
la la la la laaaaa la
la la la la la la
la la la la la


lol
scott

I'd have said it was more of a "nya" than a "la", with the odd "da" thrown in. See, not so simple now, eh?

ok, so how would you say shane's 'lyrics' for Japan are? I hear a sort of 'aw yaw yaw yaw yaw, aw yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw. LOL


scott