Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Mattsv
Happy birthday to you

Followed by presents, cake and beer :lol:

I'd stopped drinking for 6 months then went on holiday with the lads.... this song brings back the memories of being 'back on the juice.....'


THE DOGS D'AMOUR. BACK ON THE JUICE>

I've been drinkin' the devil's milk
Smokin' memories made of silk
I grew up lived my life and died
I've been mentally crucified
I live in a pit of snakes
I wake up petrified with the shakes

I'm back, back on the juice
In the world of self abuse

Hung out with Jesus for a couple of days
Guess he could not dig my ways
I went to the devils inn
It's the only place I don't have to pay to get in

Back, back on the juice

So I ain't the best lookin' of guys
I'm a sucker when I drink, a sucker when I lie
I live in a pit of snakes
But you guys are petrified, shake!

Back on the juice

Not my favourite song of all time, but definitely in my top ten. The weirdest lyrics I've ever heard!

Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break,
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride,
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,
he said, do what you like, but don't do it here
Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground
Asked him which was the way back home
He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own

And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon

And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night,

Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw
a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama that's where the fun is

Ooh, the Dogs. Does it count as a claim to fame that I once called an ambulance for Tyla after he fell down some stairs while very ****ed?

Eddie & the Hotrods - Do Anything You Wanna Do:

Gonna break out of this city
Leave the people here behind
Searching for adventure
Is the type of life to find
Tired of doing day-jobs
With no thanks for what I do
I know I must be someone
Now I´ll gonna find out who

Why don´t you ask them
What they expect from you?
Why don´t you tell them
What you are gonna do?
You get so lonely
Maybe it´s better that way
And ain´t you only
You got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Don´t need no politician
Tell me things I ought to be
Neither no optician
Tell me what I ought to see
No one tells you nothing
Even when you know they know
They tell you what you should be
They don´t like to see you grow

Why don´t you ask them
What they expect from you?
Why don´t you tell them
What you are gonna do?
You get so lonely
Maybe it´s better that way
And ain´t you only
You got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Gonna break out of this city
Leave the people here behind
Searching for adventure
Is the type of life you´ll find
Tired of doing day-jobs
With no thanks for what I do
I know I must be someone
Now I´ll gonna find out who

Why don´t you ask them
What they expect from you?
Why don´t you tell them
What you are gonna do?
You get so lonely
Maybe it´s better that way
And ain´t you only
You got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Reminds me of my very rebeleous teenage years :oops:

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Great song that... The Almighty used to cover it, very good indeed.

Yeah, my other fav from that time is Reward from Teardrop Explodes....

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