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The Icon Bar: The Playpen: Belle and who?
 
  Belle and who?
  (14:29 4/4/2002)
  ninj (15:47 4/4/2002)
    monkeyson (16:11 4/4/2002)
      [mentat] (16:16 4/4/2002)
        monkeyson (16:19 4/4/2002)
          [mentat] (14:58 15/6/2002)
  [mentat] (15:57 4/4/2002)
 
monkeyson Message #9018, posted at 14:29, 4/4/2002
Unregistered user Yay, I went to see Belle and Sebastian on Tuesday night at Manchester Apollo. Bit of class.


I'm lucky, 1 can open the door and I can walk down the street
Unlucky, I've got nowhere to go and so 1 follow my feet

A choice is facing you, a healthy dose of pain
A choice is facing you as you stare through the rain
A choice is facing you but I choose to refrain for today
Tomorrow we'll be back in trouble again

Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with a comedian
Stop short of going all the way, you'll have to make it someday

Why is this happening to you, you're not a child?
Why is this happening? You've too much on your mind
Things creep up on you when you are fast asleep
You are dreaming, you are sleepy
You are stuck to the sheets

Instrumental

In a town so small there's no escaping you
In a town so small there's no escape from view
In a town so small there's nothing left to do
Intellectual and perspiring
Dirty dream number two

Dream two you couldn't see her face, but you saw everything else
Dream two was pretty special, easily beats loving yourself

Could you put a name to someone elses sigh?
Could you put a face to someone elses eyes?
Is it someone that you'd maybe recognise?
But it all fades into morning when you open your eyes


[Edited by monkeyson at 14:30, 4/4/2002]

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ninj Message #9019, posted at 15:47, 4/4/2002, in reply to message #9018
Unregistered user Nice. My flatmate's into them majorly. I've only got Tigermilk and Sinister though. Don't recognise the lyrics. Where they from?
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I don't have tourettes you're just a cun Message #9020, posted by [mentat] at 15:57, 4/4/2002, in reply to message #9018
[mentat]Fear is the mind-killer
Posts: 6266
"Thompson and Condon Honored for Belle and IBM takes the Cash"
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monkeyson Message #9021, posted at 16:11, 4/4/2002, in reply to message #9019
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Nice. My flatmate's into them majorly. I've only got Tigermilk and Sinister though. Don't recognise the lyrics. Where they from?

"Dirty Dream Number Two", from the boy with the arab strap.



I was surprised, I was happy for a day in 1975
I was puzzled by a dream, stayed with me all day in 1995
My brother had confessed that he was gay, it took the heat off me for a while
He stood up with a sailor friend, made it known upon my sisters wedding day

I got married in a rush to save a kid from being deported, now she's in love
I was so touched, I was moved to kick the crutches from my crippled friend
She was not impressed because I cured her on the Sabbath, so I went to confess
When she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin

The priest in the booth had a photographic memory for all he had heard
He took all of my sins and he wrote a pocket novel called "The State I Am In"
So I gave myself to God, there was a pregnant pause before ha said ok
Now I spend my day turning tables round In Marks & Spencer's, they don't seem to mind

I gave myself to sin
And I've been there and back again
I gave myself to providence
The State That I Am In

Oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me because I'm stupid and blind?
Desperation is the Devil's work, it is the folly of a boys empty mind
Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Lead me to a living end, I promised that I'd entertain my crippled friend

I am decidedly miffed that I never bought the original Tigermilk on brown vinyl when it came out. Mark and Lard were big supporters of them when they were still in a position to play decent music on the radio. I very nearly bought it, but couldn't be a**ed sending off for it, so I didn't.

I think the boy Lard was at the gig too.

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I don't have tourettes you're just a cun Message #9022, posted by [mentat] at 16:16, 4/4/2002, in reply to message #9021
[mentat]Fear is the mind-killer
Posts: 6266
You think?
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monkeyson Message #9023, posted at 16:19, 4/4/2002, in reply to message #9022
Unregistered user Stuart said that "he thought Marc Riley was somewhere in the audience", followed by shouts of "Whhhhoooooooooo?" from the crowd, and a <individual>"Stop!"</individual> .... <everybody nearly>"Carry on!"</everybody>
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I don't have tourettes you're just a cun Message #9024, posted by [mentat] at 14:58, 15/6/2002, in reply to message #9023
[mentat]Fear is the mind-killer
Posts: 6266
Excellent grin
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The Icon Bar: The Playpen: Belle and who?