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Thursday, 1 May 2008

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There is a house in New Orleans
Call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many a poor girl
And me, oh Lord, I'm one
If I'd listened what my mama said
Be at home today
Bein' so young
And foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray

My mother was a tailor
Sews new blue jeans
My sweetheart's is a drunkarad, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

Go tell my baby sister
Never do what I have done
Shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun

Goin' back to New Orleans
Race is almost run
Goin' back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord
Beneath, oh now
Beneath the rising, rising sun
Now, now

You come on by. . .

and how are you feeling?

Birds flyin' high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by
You know how I feel

It's a new dawn,
It's a new day,
It's a new life for me
Yeah,
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life for me
ooooooooh
And I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea,
You know how I feel
River runnin' free
You know how I feel
Blossom on the tree
You know how I feel

It's a new dawn,
It's a new day,
It's a new life for me
And I'm feelin good

Dragonfly out in the sun
You know what I mean
Don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun
You know what I mean
Sleepin' peace when day is done
That's what I mean
And this old world
Is a new world
And a bold world for me

Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the crime
You know how I feel
Your freedom is mine,
And I know how I feel

It's a new dawn,
It's a new day,
It's a new life for me

Oh I'm feeling good. . .

The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town
You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere
You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination
You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

It's a beautiful day
Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now

Was a beautiful day

and a final song. . .

Just a perfect day,
Drink sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Partygoers on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...

as sung by Mr LOU REED

it's my party

Thursday, 1 May 2008

didn't find anything that you fancied? take a look in the dressing up box!

about your host

order of proceedings. . .

a little welcoming tune, from moi!

yours truly in disguise

my favourite. . .

dancing with a dynamo

pre-dinner music tonight by Ms Nina Simone

and how are you feeling?

dinner is served!

and for pudding

or take your pick

now everybody sing. . .

and you can't have a roof party without these guys

and a final song. . .

and now I'm going home with my favourite John. . .

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