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 Post subject: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Wed September 24th, 2008, 23:41 GMT 
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I think that Dylan should do a show of songs that have swear words in them... that would be great... and long overdue... but what songs could he play?


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 00:00 GMT 
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Irresistible Bitch... Prince
Let's Pretend we're Married Prince
Sexy Mother Fu cker Prince
Lots of gangsta rap
Closer to G-d Nine Inch nails
That song by alanis morissette ( however you spell her name)

Erotic City Prince

just to name a few


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 02:23 GMT 
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Love in Ya Mouth by Kilo Ali
I think every curseword ever invented is covered in that song.


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 09:38 GMT 
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Yeah... good suggestions... but, perhaps from predictable artists... for the x-rated show the songs would need to come from artists that don't normally use rude words... for example... Marianne Faithfull singing 'Why'd Ya Do It'... or perhaps Springsteen doing 'Long Time Comin'... although over the years he's done a few songs with naughty words in... and let's not forget Lennons 'Working Class Hero'... their are a lot more out there... so please... don't go for the effing obvious stuff!


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 11:22 GMT 
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Al Stewart

Love Chronicles

caused quite a stir at the time:

Love Chronicles
Al Stewart
I can remember the first girl that I did love
It was Stephanie
In kindergarten arithmetic classes she used to
Sit next to me
I'd pass her sticky sweets under the table
Where the teacher couldn't see
Although she wouldn't remember me now
Sometimes I wonder where she can be

I can remember the first girl I kissed
It was Christine when I was ten
I'd been told we were moving away
I thought I'd never see her again
Oh don't forget me
I'll be back when they let me
Before you learn how to lie when you're leaving
Love is so much easier then

And at school would you believe three hundred boys
And no girls at all
But you're a fool if you should leave
Just think of the joys of rugby football
And prep in the morning and Brylcreem and acne
And cross-country running to kill evil thoughts
I'm surprised that I survived
I ran ten thousand miles with my back to the wall

I can remember the first girl that I made love to
It was in a park
In the lower pleasure gardens in Bournemouth
In summer just after dark
My mind was reeling: Oh what a feeling.
I missed the bus and walked twelve miles home
And it really didn't seem far

And all through my seventeenth summer
Running together from crowds and ties
Taking our clothes off and feeling each other
With fingers and senses and mouths and eyes
Incurring the glances of old disapproval
From elderly local inhabitant's eyes
Oh time, time we hardly even knew you
You didn't touch us with your lies

In the halcyon days of my late adolescence
My goal seemed clearly in sight
Playing electric guitar with a beat group
We set the ballrooms alight
Camping it up for the dyed blonde receptionists
Who told us we were al-ri-yi-yight
On an ego trip for a teenage superstar
On thirty shillings a nigh-yight

And so it fell that I came up to London
To look for fortune and fame
Starry eyed in my seaside successes
And much too sure of the game
First girl I met thereI thought I'd get there
But the first girl was nearly the last girl
She left my eyes in the drain
She sat on my floor in the dead of the night
Rolling a joint and looking round for a light
Her clothes were so black and her face was so white
How could I know what was right?

And I sat all huddled upon my bed
Watching her in my innocence
And it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence
Oh Artaud's anthology lay spread on the floor
And the thoughts that she gave me,
I'd not met before
And stranded half hypnotised,
I watched her in awe
Of everything that she stood for

And I wanted more than anything to be like her with every sense
But it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence
She came over to me and kissed me in play
Taking my hand between her legs as she lay
And she looked in my eyes but I turned them away
Finding no words fit to say

And I hated myself, but could not move
Shattered in my confidence
But it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence
Now the stare of the lightbulb tore holes in my brain
As she got up in the silence that hung like a stain
And I wanted to speak, or to call out her name
But how could I begin to explain?

And my prosecuting room still holds
A strand of her hair in evidence
But it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence
Oh I still think about her when the night fills with rain
And speaks in its voices uneasy and vain
And I think were I maybe to find her again
Oh I'd probably see her more plain

And I should have known she was just like me
It was after all only common-sense
But it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence
But it was no sense at all, but too much sense
That took me to the bridge of impotence

At first I didn't go out much at all
I just stayed at home in my chains
Picking over the threads of my confidence
And searching for the remains
And when I couldn't stand any more of it
Going down to a club
Mixing in with the sounds and the crowds
I let the music cover me up

And only, lonely, the harlequins and painted phonies
Pick their ways, through the haze
Of highs and lows and blues
And all that I could do was to pick my way to you
Though I didn't tell you
You were just a thing to prove
I was hungry when found you, but I'm alright now

They sigh, they lie, the refugees and superheroes
On ice, so nice to see you, what's your name?
And all that I could do was to say the same to you
Take you for the moment, though the moment wasn't true
But I was hungry when I found you and I'm alright now

Though the street lamp cut through the curfew
It shed no light on our mind
It would have been so easy to love you
At any other time
Only, lonely, you came to me the night hung coldly
In your eyes, some other time I might have stayed with you
But all that I could do was to turn around to you
Thanks for what you gave me now it's time to say "Adieu"
I was hungry when I found you but I'm alright now.

Ba ba ba alright now

And so it came that I stood disillusioned
By everything I'd been told
I just didn't believe love existed
They were all just digging for gold
Widows and bankers and typists and businessmen
Loved each other they said
But all it was though was just a manoeuvre
The quickest way into bed

And so I followed the others' example
And jumped into the melee
In the hunting grounds of Earls Court and Swiss Cottage
I did my best to get laid
Beer cans and parties, deb girls and arties
Bouncing around in the social confusion
Missing and making the grade

The very first time I must confess
I thought you'd be like all of the rest
And we'd be strangers once again
By the time we were dressed
But when you'd smoked your cigarette
And talked of some people that we'd me
I found myself asking was it set,
did you have to go yet

And so you laughed and then kissed me
And stayed for the whole weekend
Although the bed was so narrow
We had to sleep end to end

And so the weeks passed through my brain
In their dadaistic chain
I found myself seeing you again, and again and again
And all you gave you gave it free
Asking for nothing back from me
You gave yourself unselfishly as a part of me
And where I thought that just plucking
The fruits of the bed was enough
It grew to be less like fcuking
And more like making love

Of all the girls I ever knew
some loved and some denied me
And all the words I ever said
have been no use to hide me
And all the songs I ever sung
each one of them untied me
And all the girls I ever loved
have left themselves inside me


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 11:53 GMT 
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We all loved Chronicles and are looking forward to Volume II, but that really is just taking it too far. :roll:


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 12:04 GMT 
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Springsteen's 'Reno' would be the obvious choice. Not too many curse words but x-rated nevertheless:

She took off her stockings
I held 'em to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace

"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed

She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below

I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes

Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air

We rode with the vaqueros
Down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'll ever need

Somehow all you ever need's
Never quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so

She slipped me out of her mouth
"You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties
Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed

She bought me another whisky
Said "here's to the best you ever had"
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 13:35 GMT 
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Good call, Tiny... although I agree that it is an X-rater he failed to actually use a good, proper cuss-word... 'ass' being the nearest to a 'stand-alone' swear word... so perhaps it should not make the show... how about replacing it with 'My Best Was Never Good Enough'?

Over the years the Boss has used a fair few expletives in his songs... going right back to day one and the release of 'Greetings'.


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Thu September 25th, 2008, 13:43 GMT 
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Pink Floyds Not now john springs to mind.


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 Post subject: Re: X-Rated Show!
PostPosted: Fri September 26th, 2008, 06:31 GMT 

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How about this?

http://mog.com/deadmandeadman/blog_post/125106


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