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I can't say that my 999th place is what I'd have gone for but it's at least a satisfying number. I'll sing to that!

Snakes and Waterfalls - Nick Shoulders
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3I7ME1oacMA

Porch lights, on distant ridges dark
Rock lined valleys singing with every bark
From flat water bottom to wind blown timber tall
It's my land of snakes and waterfalls

16 score and 7 years my blood's called home
To all the crimson clay and the old roads that I roam
This place might be curse'd after all
But its my land of snakes and waterfalls

And I know
That when a distant shore's before me
Oh how my poor heart aches
For every hollow that I forsake

I've been trying to run since I could crawl
But I'm bound to snakes and waterfalls

And I know
That when a distant shore's before me
Oh how my poor heart aches
For every hollow that I forsake

Blue cave water and canebrakes forever call
Me on home to snakes and waterfalls

Founder imperium

hmmmm, why are all of the nations new and havent cted

HMMMMMM

Hey there

Nazareth -Hair Of The Dog
https://youtu.be/x-Bg0jjJhgQ

Heartbreaker, soul shaker
I've been told about you
Steamroller, midnight stroller
What they've been saying must be true
Red-hot mama, velvet charmer
Time's come to pay your dues
Now you're messin' with a
(A son of a bitch) Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a
(A son of a bitch) Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Talking, jiving, poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man taker, bone faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
Red-hot mama, down light charmer
Time's come to pay your dues
Now you're messin' with a
(A son of a bitch) Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a
(A son of a bitch) Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a
(A son of a bitch) Now you're messin' with a son of a…

Fuentana

TODAY IN THE WEST

While it may be a somber day for Christians (it's Good Friday), it is also Karaoke Friday and Peanut Butter and Jelly Day.

So whether you are allergic to peanuts or not, play your jams today on the RMB!

N.B. Today is Autism Awareness Day but we will commemorate it over the weekend so that we give it due justice.

Founder imperium wrote:hmmmm, why are all of the nations new and havent cted

HMMMMMM

No idea what you mean.

Western Japan wrote:Hey there

Hi to you as well.

As new nations you may both be interested in our New Player’s Guide, your invaluable guide to getting started in this game.

Pink Floyd - Sheep

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GE-sfEbJ7I

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old

Candy, Big Maybelle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPMZZeKekk8

Candy
Why, I call my sugar candy
Mmm, I'm sweet on candy
And candy, he's sweet on me

He understands me
Yes, my understandin' candy

Hmm, my candy's always handy
Just when I need sympathy

Oh, I wish that there were four of him
And I could love
Love that much more of him
He has taken my complete heart
And I got a sweet-tooth for my sweet-heart

Candy, candy, candy
He's gonna be just dandy
Hmm, the day that I take my candy
And make him mine
Mine, yes
Oh mine, yeah

The day that I take my candy
And make him mine
All mine

Fly Like an Eagle - The Steve Miller Band
https://youtu.be/6zT4Y-QNdto

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Oh, Lord, through the revolution

Feed the babies
Who don't have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin' in the street
Oh, oh, there's a solution

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

David Bowie - Space Oddity

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)
Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three)
Check ignition and may God's love be with you (two, one, liftoff)

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you "Here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYYRH4apXDo

Are you guys having a singing contest....?

It is Karaoke Friday, as said in this post:

Fuentana wrote:TODAY IN THE WEST

While it may be a somber day for Christians (it's Good Friday), it is also Karaoke Friday and Peanut Butter and Jelly Day.

So whether you are allergic to peanuts or not, play your jams today on the RMB!

N.B. Today is Autism Awareness Day but we will commemorate it over the weekend so that we give it due justice.

Giovanniland wrote:It is Karaoke Friday, as said in this post:

okay :)

just one question can i make 2 posts in a row here?

North tarke wrote:okay :)

just one question can i make 2 posts in a row here?

Nope, that is against the message board etiquette since you can use the Edit button. You can read the etiquette in full here in this link.

Westwind and North tarke

Major Tom - Peter Schilling
https://youtu.be/wO0A0XcWy88

Standing there alone, the ship is waiting
All systems are go, are you sure?
Control is not convinced
But the computer has the evidence
No need to abort

The countdown starts, watching in a trance
The crew is certain

Nothing left to chance, all is working
Trying to relax, up in the capsule
"Send me up a drink", jokes Major Tom
The count goes on

4, 3, 2, 1
Earth below us, drifting falling
Floating weightless, calling calling home

Second stage is cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect, requested data
What will it effect, when all is done
Thinks Major Tom

Back at ground control, there is a problem
Go to rockets full, not responding
Hello Major Tom, are you receiving
Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by
There's no reply

4, 3, 2, 1
Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating, weightless, calling, calling, home

Across the stratosphere
A final message, "Give my wife my love"
Then nothing more

Far beneath the ship, the world is mourning
They don't realize, he's alive
No one understands but Major Tom sees
Now the life commands, this is my home
I'm coming home

Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating, weightless, coming home
Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating, weightless, coming home

Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating, weightless, coming, coming home
Home

Ashes To Ashes - David Bowie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HyMm4rJemtI

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too.
I've loved. All I've needed: love.
Sordid details following."

The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh, no, not again

I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too."
One flash of light
But no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue,
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."

*coffee*

Genesis - Turn It On Again

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2B1ub5g5L0k

All I need is a TV show, that and the radio
Down on my luck again, down on my luck again
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
It's driving me mad just another way of passing the day
I, I get so lonely when she's not there
I, I, I...

You're just another face that I know from the TV show
I have known you for so very long I feel you like a friend
Can't you do anything for me, can I touch you for a while
Can I meet you another day and we will fly away

I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
It's driving me mad it's just another way of passing the day
I, I get so lonely when she's not there
I, I, I...

Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again (I can see another face)
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again (I can see another face)
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again

The Free Land of Andskhafinia demands an answer as to what had happened to the board of the West Pacific

Andskhafinia wrote:The Free Land of Andskhafinia demands an answer as to what had happened to the board of the West Pacific

Try reading the WFE or Gio’s post further up the board.

And please don’t demand anything - you’ll find we respond better to politeness than demands.

Bhang Bhang Duc wrote:

Try reading the WFE or Gio’s post further up the board.

And please don’t demand anything - you’ll find we respond better to politeness than demands.

Hmmm..

- The Free Land of Andskhafinia

I was going to tell them that we also talk here as players instead of national leaders, but it seems they left to form their own region. Anyways, won't be missed here.

Queen - Under Pressure

Pressure: pushing down on me,
Pressing down on you, no man ask for.
Under pressure that burns a building down,
Splits a family in two,
Puts people on streets.

That's OK.

That's the terror of knowing
What this world is about.
Watching some good friends screaming,
"Let me out!"

Tomorrow gets me higher.
Pressure on people, people on streets.

OK.

Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor.
These are the days: it never rains but it pours.

People on streets.
People on streets.

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about.
Watching some good friends screaming,
"Let me out!"

Tomorrow gets me higher, higher, high!
Pressure on people, people on streets.

Turned away from it all like a blind man.
Sat on a fence, but it don't work.
Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn.

Why, why, why!?

Love, love, love, love, love.

Insanity laughs under pressure.
We're breaking.

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?

'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word,
And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night,
And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves.
This is our last dance.
This is our last dance.
This is ourselves.

Under pressure.
Under pressure.
Pressure.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_IhiEUp2bQ

Don't Sleep in the Subway
By Petula Clark

https://youtu.be/0ISX9mW78Dw

You wander around on your own little cloud
When you don't see the why or the wherefore
You walk out on me when we both disagree
'Cause to reason is not what you care for

I've heard it all a million times before
Take off your coat, my love, and close the door

Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
Don't stand in the pouring rain
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
The night is long
Forget your foolish pride
Nothing's wrong
Now you're beside me again

You try to be smart, then you take it to heart
'Cause it hurts when your ego is deflated
Ooh, you don't realize that it's all compromise
And the problems are so overrated

Goodbye means nothing when it's all for show
So why pretend you've somewhere else to go

Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
Don't stand in the pouring rain
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
The night is long
Forget your foolish pride
Nothing's wrong
Now you're beside me again

Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
Don't stand in the pouring rain
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
The night is long
Forget your foolish pride
Nothing's wrong
Now you're beside me again
Oh
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'
Don't stand in the pouring rain
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin

The City Sleeps - MC 900 Foot Jesus
https://youtu.be/3KB54p8_wh8

Stealing down an alley on a cold dark night
I see a halo in the rain around a street light
I stop and look, and listen to the sound
As the raindrops penetrate the silence all around
Alone, I gaze into the glistening street
The distant thunder echoing my heartbeat
Urging me on to a secret goal
Away from the light, from this lamp on a pole
So I turn, slip away into the rain
Drifting like a spirit through the shadows in the lane
Clutching the tools of my trade in my hand:
An old box of matches and a gasoline can
Darkness envelopes the scene like a shroud
A veil of emptiness hangs from the clouds
Filling up the cracks in this desolate place
Cradled by the night in an icy embrace

Moving to the town like a ghost in the rain
A dim reflection in a dark window pane
Blackness beckons from every side
Creeping all around like an incoming tide
A broken window in an empty house
I slip inside and begin to douse
The whole place with the fuel that will feed the fire
And push back the night, taking me higher
On out of the darkness in a deafening roar
The match in my hand is the key to the door
A simple turn of the wrist will suffice
To open a passage to paradise
I pause, I think about the past and the gloom
The smell of gasoline permeates the room
Everyone has a little secret he keeps
I light the fires while the city sleeps

(Lit it up like the 4th of July)

The match makes a graceful arc to the floor
And time stands still as I turn for the door
Which explodes in a fireball and throws me to the street
I hit the ground running with the flames at my feet
Reaching for the night which recoils from the fire
The raindrops hiss like a devilish choir
Dying in the flames with a terrible sound
Calling all the names of the sleepers all around
But then in the arms of the night, they lay
Their dreams sprout wings and fly away
Out of the houses in a gathering flock
Swarming overhead as I hurry down the block
I make my escape with the greatest of ease
And savor the darkness, drop to my knees
At a lightless window, my hand on the latch
I reach in my pocket, and pull out a match

(Lit it up like the 4th of July)

O Sacred Head, Surrounded · Johann Sebastian Bach · Hans Leo Hassler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwuW8QfLukM

O Sacred Head, surrounded
by crown of piercing thorn!
O bleeding Head, so wounded,
reviled and put to scorn!
Our sins have marred the glory
of Thy most Holy Face,
yet angel hosts adore Thee
and tremble as they gaze

I see Thy strength and vigor
all fading in the strife,
and death with cruel rigor,
bereaving Thee of life;
O agony and dying!
O love to sinners free!
Jesus, all grace supplying,
O turn Thy face on me.

In this Thy bitter passion,
Good Shepherd, think of me
with Thy most sweet compassion,
unworthy though I be:
beneath Thy cross abiding
for ever would I rest,
in Thy dear love confiding,
and with Thy presence blest.

But death too is my ending;
In that dread hour of need,
My friendless cause befriending,
Lord, to my rescue speed:
Thyself, O Jesus, trace me,
Right passage to the grave,
And from Thy cross embrace me,
With arms outstretched to save.

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