ok
*salutes*
i'm continuing a tradition i started at the BC: the BC-songs
today i present to you the first barracks songs.
i 'll prolly do a march in the near future
but i tought a Dylan song is not a bad start, so you can famerialise with my style
here are some songs i made before
allways look on the bright side of blam (original monty python)
i'm a belgian in blam club (original sting)
Hey Joe (guess who's that about) (original hendrickx)
Don't give me no reminder (original don't buy me no beer by rockin' Louie and the mama jammers)
so here's my latest: stuck in the port'l with you (original stuck in the middle, Dylan; interpreted amongst others by "the eagles of death metal"
Well I don’t know why I came here tonight.
I’ve got the feeling that something ain’t right.
I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I’m wondering how I’ll get up the stairs.
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Here I am stuck in the port’l with you.
Yes I’m stuck in the barracks with you,
and I’m wondering what it is I should do.
It’s so hard to keep this smile from my face.
Losing control yeah I'm all over the place.
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Here I am stuck in the port’l with you.
Well you started off with nothing
and you’re proud that you're a self-made man
yeah
and your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say
Please . . .
Please . . .
Trying to make some sense of it all
but I can see that it makes no sense at all.
Is it cool to go to sleep on a chair?
Even so I don’t think that I can bare.
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Here I am stuck in the port’l with you.
Stuck in the port’l
Stuck in the barracks
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right! (Stuck in the port’l)
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right! (Stuck in the barracks)
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right! (uh-uh)
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Here I am stuck in the port’l with you
Well you started off with nothing
and you’re proud that your a self-made man.
ah-ah yeah
Now your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say
Please . . .
Please . . .
Well I don’t know why I came here tonight.
I’ve got the feeling that something ain’t right.
I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I’m wondering how I’ll get down the stairs.
Blam’rs to the left of me!
Savers to the right!
Here I am stuck in the port’l with you.
Stuck in the port’l with you (ah-yeah)
Stuck in the port’l with you
Here I am!
Stuck in the barracks with you
With you, with you, with you ....