SING OUT!

[Tiria Wildlough]

Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn

Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach

Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach

[Mad Maudie]

The first noel,
the angels did say'
was to certain poor shepherds,
in fields where they lay,
where they lay watching their sheep,
on a cold winters night that was so deep'
noel noel noel noel born is the king of Israel!

[winifred]

THIS IS A GRAND IDEA!

(I made this up.)

to the tune of jingle bells

DASHING THROUGH THE SAND, NO SNOW ALONG THE WAY, THROUGH THE HILLS WE GO, LAGHING ALL THE WAY HAHAHA, BELLS ON TIRES RING MAKING SPIRITS RISE WHAT FUN IT IS TO LAUGH AND SING ON THIS STARRY NIGH OOOOOOOOOOHH JINGLE BELLS JINGLE BELLS JINGLE ALL THE WAY OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO RIDE IN A CART FILLED UP WITH HAY, HEY!


and for all the latin singers you rock and I love latin!!!!!!

LIFT HIGH THE CROSS ..................

veni,veni emmanual
o come,o come Emmanual

roasting chestnuts by an open fire,
etc etc etc etc
now I'll say this simple phrase though it's been said many times many ways merry christmas merry christmas to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

Dont you just love random threads

[Redwall Musician]

Oh, I want a panda bear for Christmas!
Only a panda bear will do!
No crocodiles, or rhinoceroses!
I only want the panda awesomeness-ness
And panda bears want me toooooooooo!

My own version of I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas. The other lyrics just didn't seem right.

[Tiria Wildlough]

I want a little otter kitt for Christmas
Only a little otter kitt will do
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a little otter kitt to play with and enjoy!

I want a little otter kitt for Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring her through the front door, that's the easy thing to do

I can see me now on Christmas morning, creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise when I open up my eyes
To see an otter hero standing there!

I want a little otter kitt for Christmas
Only a little otter kitt will do
No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses
I only like little otter kittses
And little otter kittses like me toooooooo!

[Icefire]

The Rest of my signature (and yes the chorus changes which is why it's typed out each time.):

It's not all about the manger
Where the baby laid
It's not all about the angels
Who sang for Him that day
It's not all about the shepherds
Or the bright and shining star
It's not all about the wise men
Who traveled from afar

It's about the cross
It's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about the stone
That was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross

It's not about the presents
Underneath the tree
It's not all about the feeling
That the season brings to me
It's not about coming home
to be with those you love
It's not all about the beauty in
The snow I'm dreaming of.

It's about the cross
It's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about the stone
That was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross

The beginning of the story is wonderful and great
But it's the ending that can save you and that's why we celebrate!

It's about the Cross
It's about MY SIN
It's about how Jesus cam to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about God's SON
Nailed to a tree
It's about EVERY DROP of blood that flowed
From HIM when it should have been ME
It's about the stone that was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross



So, why are you celebrating?

[Tiria Wildlough]

I'm celebrating because Jesus was born!! Woohoooooo!

[DanielofRedwall]

It's a still life water color,
Of a now late afternoon,
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room.
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
The borders of our lives.

And you read your Emily Dickinson,
And I my Robert Frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
And the dangled conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.

Yes, we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives.

____

Those are the lyrics to "The Dangling Conversation" by Simon and Garfunkel. Probably my favourite one by them (tied with "Scarborough Fair").

[Tiria Wildlough]

 Last Christmas I gave you my heart
but the very next day you gave it away
and this year to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
well last Christmas I gave you my heart
but the very next day you gave it away
and this year to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone
I'll give it to someone... special

so whoa... oh ohh ohh

once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance
but you still catch my eye
tell me baby, do you recognise me
well, it's been a year
it doesn't surprise me

Happy Christmas
I wrapped it up and sent it
with a letter saying I loved you
I meant it
now I know what a fool I've been
but if you kiss me now
I know you'll fool me again

last Christmas I gave you my heart
but the very next day you gave it away (you gave it away)
and this year to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special (special)

last Christmas I gave you my heart
but the very next day you gave it away
(you gave it away)
and this year to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special (special)
special

so whoa.... ohh ohh ohhh
noo oooh

a crowded room
friends with tired eyes
I'm hiding from you
and your soul of ice
my God I thought you were someone to rely on
me, I guess I was a shoulder to cry on

face on a lover with a fire in his heart
a man under cover when you tore me apart
ooh ooh, now I've found a real love
you'll never fool me again

[Icefire]

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play
And wild and sweet their songs repeat
Of peace on earth goodwill to men

And the bells are ringing, "Peace on Earth"
Like a choir they're singing, "Peace on Earth"
In my heart I hear them, "Peacae on Earth
Goodwill to men!"

Then in despair I bowed my head
"There is no peace on earth" I said
"For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, goodwill to men!"

But the bells are ringing, "Peace on Earth"
Like a choir they're singing, "Peace on Earth"
Does anybody hear them? "Peace on Earth
Goodwill to men!"

Then rang the bells more loud and deep.
"GOD IS NOT DEAD NOR DOES HE SLEEP"
Peace on Earth Peace on Earth!
"The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on Earth, goodwill to men!"

Then ringing, singing on it's way
The world revolved from night to day
A song a chime a chant sublime
Of Peace of earth, goodwill to men!

And the bells are ringing, "Peace on Earth"
Like  a choir they're singing, "Peace on Earth"
With our hearts we'll hear them, "Peace on Earth
Goodwill to men!"

Do you hear the bells? They're ringing, "Peace on Earth"
Like the Angels singing, "Peace on Earth"
Open up your hearts and hear them
Peace on Earth, Goodwill to men!

[eualaia]

best song evah: laa

[Tiria Wildlough]

'Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

Dá bhfeicfeá' an "steam" 'ghabhail siar Tóin Uí Loin'
'S na rothaí 'ghabhail timpeall siar ó na ceathrúnaí
Chaithfeadh sí 'n stiúir naoi n-vair' ar a cúl
'S ní choinneodh sí siúl le cailleach an airgid

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

Measann tú, 'bpósfa', 'measann tú 'bpósfa'
'Measann tú, 'bpósfa', cailleach an airgid?
Tá's a'm nach 'bpósfa', tá's a'm nach 'bpósfa'
Mar tá sé ró-óg 'gus d'ólfadh sé'n t-airgead '

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, 's gairid go 'bpósfaidh
'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, beirt ar an mbaile seo
'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, 's gairid go 'bpósfaidh
Séan Shéamais Mhóir agus Máire Ní Chathasaigh

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige

[Icefire]

Translation of the chorus of the song Tiria just sang:

She's your granny, she's your granny

She's your granny, the hag with the money



lol That song makes me laugh every time!

[Nightfire]

NYC Gangsters, by Manic Drive

"So let's commence
Chapter one first page of the new beginning
Pack your bags cause I think we're leaving
I know exactly who we are
So jump on in and let's get started

Say goodbye to the things we love
And leave them all behind
It won't do no good when we're just trying to ride
I know exactly who we are
So jump on in and let's get started
Gasoline
We'll need more let's find some cash and sell your things
Let's go full force until we're force to leave
I know exactly who we are
So jump on in and let's get started

Follow me my misfits
And leave this world behind
As we ride like New York City gangsters
Lighting it up as we drop the bomb
Follow me my misfits
We need someone
Let's show them what we got

Don't ask where
Just have faith I'm sure that's enough to get us there
We got too much that we need to share
I know exactly who we are
So jump on in and let's get started
Get in line
Make sure no one gets left behind
We got to fight before this world becomes blind
I know exactly who we are
So jump on in and let's get started"

[Icefire]

Straight out of some story
You walked in in all your glory
I thought you were perfect for me
I was outta my mind
Looked like I was winning
It was the best love I'd ever been in
Just when we were beginning
The end you left me behind
I was lookin forward to a happy ending
So much for pretending

I should have known better
Then to think of happy ever after
You and me together
I was outta my league
I kept my heart hidden
Now I'm wishing that I didn't
Oh who am I kiddin
You weren't even intriguing
I was lookin forward to a happy ending
So much for pretending



For some reason this song makes me laugh