Cardshark broke?

cardshark202

Yo sickening stuff guys. There are still some people yet to post in this thread. Some quality songs though.

Marq

WE're trying to spread it out across your working week.

kinaldo

Marq wrote:

In reggie's life, it is now always monday.

Well in that case...

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me.

Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday Monday, ...

Marq

DeVore wrote:

Cant believe noone has quoted this one yet... it sums it up nicely!

How does a song about a teenage girl flipping out and shooting up her school sum up Reggie's experience of working life nicely? Eh?

Almost friday Reggie.

An interesting diatribe about the working man's relationship with online poker:

It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright

You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just to hear you say you're gonna give me everything
So why I love to come home, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel ok

When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, oh through the night, yeah

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright

Owwww

So why I love to come home, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel ok

When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, oh through the night, yeah

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I feel alright
You know I feel alright...

Daithio

Friday already Reggie, A whole two days off before you're back to the grind!

Finally the weekend's come
And everything is goin' down
Nine to five and now it's time
For me to get around
Good poppin' ain't no stoppin' everybody's in the mood
Mind blowin' once you feel the music startin' to get to you
Disco nights, party lights, it's all good for me

[1] - Thank God it's Friday
Party lights, Friday night feelin' right
It's a party
Thank God it's Friday
Party lights, Friday night feelin' right
It's a party

Throw your hands up
If you're ready to get down and jam tonight
Music's got ya jumpin'
And you're feeling not a care tonight
Keep goin' don't you stop
Just let this volume get in you
Take some time out for yourself
And let this Friday get to you
Disco nights, party lights
It's all good for me

[Repeat 1]

Oh God, thank you for Friday
Oh thank you heavenly Father
Oooo so many people lookin', lookin' for the spot
There's a party over here
So many people lookin' for the party spot
If you find it
Let me know and I'll be there until I drop
Valet parking at the club
It lets you know it's Friday night
People swayin', music playin'
And this weekend feels so right, yeah

DeVore

As a review of the week we could worse then a little ditty from a band I grew up with...

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...

I don't care if Mondays black
Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack
Thursday, never looking back
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday, you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday - watch the walls instead
It's Friday, I'm in love

Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday, I'm in love

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

DeV.

jtsuited

jaysus. i don't come around here for nigh on three months and then to read this shocking news. lol.

don't let the man get you down reg!

RoundTower

This one isn't exactly on topic but I understand it's very close to Reggie's heart. Although perhaps he's more of a Cromwell person, I understand his ancestors were responsible for the massacre at Drogheda.

God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen!
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us;
God save the Queen!

O Lord our God arise,
Scatter her enemies
And make them fall;
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee our hopes we fix,
God save us all!

Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign;
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice,
God save the Queen!

Not in this land alone,
But be God's mercies known,
From shore to shore!
Lord make the nations see,
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world over.

From every latent foe,
From the assassins blow,
God save the Queen!
O'er her thine arm extend,
For Britain's sake defend,
Our mother, prince, and friend,
God save the Queen!

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring.
May he sedition hush,
And like a torrent rush,
Rebellious Scots to crush.
God save the King!

cardshark202

OK this thread may be locked from tomorrow on. My short stint in the working world is done. I've earned far less than I would have made if I had been playing poker, its been a waste of time, but its been pretty easy. Needless to say I'm gagging to play a decent session of poker. Anyway, some nice song choices, though I will have to exact some sort of revenge in the near future.

kincsem

I'm old and infirm. Get Daithio and RoundTower.

5starpool

So peer pressure does work after all then?

RoundTower

I've just heard from Reggie. Apparently Creative Labs in Blanchardstown is "restructuring" its Irish operation, and letting go of many of its employees. As part of the deadwood, and due in no small part to his work ethic and diligence, Reggie's has been let know he is no longer needed. It will be a sad Christmas in the Lyons household -- they won't be able to afford turkey and ham, and it is no longer legal to kill Catholics.

Think of Reggie this Christmas, and I'm sure I speak for all of us when I wish him the very best in his job search. This song says it all I think, it's long enough but you'll have plenty of free time now:

Wanna tell you a story,
About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job
She said that don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent,
And out the door I went

So I goes to the landlady,
I said, "You let me slide?"
I'll have the rent for you in a month.
Next I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me,
But for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
I said, "No, can't find no job"
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"
Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,
Leaning up against a post"
I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"
She said "That don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday"
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,
And out the door I went

So I go down the streets,
Down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said "Let me go and ask my wife"
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"
And then she was so nice,
Loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent,
She ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

But I'm sitting now at the bar,
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said "Look man, come down here"
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last,
Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain't had enough,
Need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here,
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time I'm plenty high,
You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said "Look man, a-what time is it?"
He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week,
Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me,
One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear,
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

cardshark202

hahaha.

ocallagh

Tough luck reggie, and just 4 days before Christmas. You're not alone though, whoever wrote this song knows how you feel.

Say I ain’t got no money
Oh and there’s no money after taxes
There’s no money left for me

I'm so poor and needy
Poor and needy, poor and needy
Won't Uncle Sam please come
And give a break to me
Cause I ain’t so bad

And I'll recheck,
My 1040
And W-2
But there’s nothing left, nothing left
Bip bozadee bodzee bop le bop

I ain’t got no money
oh and there’s no money after taxes
there’s no money left for me

MUSIC

(I’m paying taxes right through the nose
Flushed out of my paycheck with a fireman’s hose)

I ain't got no money, no money,
no money, after taxes
there’s no money left for me
I'm so poor and needy
oh so poor, oh so poor, so poor, so poor

Won't my Uncle Sam come and rescue me
Cause I ain’t so bad

And I'll recheck,
My 1040
And W-2
But there’s nothing left, nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing left
Uncle, uncle, uncle Sammy

I ain’t got no money, nada
And there's no money, after taxes
there's no money, after taxes
Nothing left, nothing left
There’s no money,
There’s no money
There’s no money
No money
No money
There’s no money left for me

cardshark202

lol Blanchardstown. I've been working in sandyford.

RoundTower

cardshark202 wrote:

lol Blanchardstown. I've been working in sandyford.

Lol Sandyford. Actually I think it has more in common with a certain town in Pennsylvania.

Well we're living here in Allentown
And they're closing all the factories down
Out in Bethlehem they're killing time
Filling out forms
Standing in line
Well our fathers fought the Second World War
Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore
Met our mothers in the USO
Asked them to dance
Danced with them slow
And we're living here in Allentown

But the restlessness was handed down
And it's getting very hard to stay

Well we're waiting here in Allentown
For the Pennsylvania we never found
For the promises our teachers gave
If we worked hard
If we behaved
So the graduations hang on the wall
But they never really helped us at all
No they never taught us what was real
Iron and coke
And chromium steel
And we're waiting here in Allentown

But they've taken all the coal from the ground
And the union people crawled away

Every child had a pretty good shot
To get at least as far as their old man got
But something happened on the way to that place
They threw an American flag in our face

Well I'm living here in Allentown
And it's hard to keep a good man down
But I won't be getting up today

And it's getting very hard to stay
And we're living here in Allentown

DeadParrot

So now no income at all reggie?
You gotta have hope, at least you've got your pride

Give me a job, give me security
Give me a chance to survive
I'm just a poor soul in the unemployment line
My god, i'm hardly alive
My mother and father, my wife and my friends
I see them laugh in my face
But i've got the power, and i've got the will
I'm not a charity case

I'll take those long nights, impossible odds
Keeping my eye to the keyhole
If it takes all that to be just what i am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man

Make me an offer that i can't refuse
Make me respectable, man
This is my last time in the unemployment line
So like it or not i'll take those

Long nights, impossible odds
Keeping my back to the wall
If it takes all that to be just what i am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man

Keeping my mind on a better life
When happiness is only a heartbeat away
Paradise, can it be all i heard it was
I close my eyes and maybe i'm already there

Daithio

DeadParrot wrote:

at least you've got your pride

LOL

RoundTower

Reggie's must be a sad life. He spends his days wearing his fingers to the bone, hopping from job to job trying to make ends meet. Then he comes home at night and reads on boards stories of muppets who barely know the hand rankings winning thousands of dollars for playing a game. Life ain't fair, Reggie.

Now look at them yo-yos thats the way you do it
You play the guitar on the mtv
That aint workin thats the way you do it
Money for nothin and chicks for free
Now that aint workin thats the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys aint dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour tvs

See the little **** with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy thats his own hair
That little **** got his own jet airplane
That little **** hes a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovesns
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour tvs

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And hes up there, whats that? hawaiian noises?
Bangin on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That aint workin thats the way you do it
Get your money for nothin get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour tvs, lord

Now that aint workin thats the way you do it
You play the guitar on the mtv
That aint workin thats the way you do it
Money for nothin and your chicks for free
Money for nothin and chicks for free

RoundTower

OK I know most of you work in offices and cubicles and do 50 hour weeks and 1 hour commutes, etc. Or was that just Reggie? Anyway I know boards is always quieter during the weekend and the festive season. But spare a little time to spread some Christmas cheer in this thread.

Think of those less fortunate than you, like Reggie:

It's Christmastime
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime

But say a prayer

Pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging
chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you

And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
(Oooh) Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Feed the world
Feed the world

Feed the world

Let them know it's Christmastime again

Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again

repeat then fade

cardshark202

That is a great song.

Marq

No it fúcking is not.

shoutman

I like it, but my favourite christmas song is the one sung by the old perv in love actually

I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
Christmas is all around me
and so the feeling grows

It's written in the wind
It's everywhere I go
So if you really love Christmas
C'mon and let it snow

You know I love Christmas
I always will
My mind's made up
The way that I feel
There's no beginning
There'll be no end
Coz on Christmas
You can depend

You gave your presents to me
And I gave mine to you
I need Santa beside me
In everything I do

You know I love Christmas
I always will
My mind's made up
The way that I feel
There's no beginning
There'll be no end
Coz on Christmas
You can depend

Coz on Christmas
You can depend

It's written on the wind
It's everywhere I go
So if you really love me
C'mon and let it show
C'mon and let it show
So if you really love
C'mon and let it
If you really love me
C'mon and let it
Now if you really love me
C'mon and let it show


"And remember kids dont buy drugs............. become a famous rock star and they'll give them to you for free!"

RoundTower

I thought this song had a Christmas message but after reading the lyrics I found I was wrong. It doesn't matter, it's very appropriate to our subject.

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

Chorus

phantom_lord

I got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb.
When Im a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hands blues.
Got thirteen channels of **** on the tv to choose from.
I got electric light,
And I got second sight.
Got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know,
When I try to get through,
On the telephone to you,
Therell be nobody home.

I got the obligatory hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I got a silver spoon on a chain.
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
Ive got wild, staring eyes.
And I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to... fly to... fly to...).
Ooooo babe,
When I pick up the phone,
Theres still nobody home.

I got a pair of gohill boots,
And I got fading roots....

MrPillowTalk

Finally got around to uploading some vegas material, here for your pleasure my recording of superstar Lacey.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyVQOCEN4_M

enjoy.

5starpool

Simon Cowell should see that!!!

kincsem

something about "All Night Long" He even plays air guitar. :rolleyes:

Cardshark is free to go. We have found a new target.

RoundTower

Reggie has decided on a pretty drastic course of action. To avoid paying his creditors, he is fleeing the country tomorrow. He should settle in just fine over there -- after all, his ancestors sent thousands of petty criminals and bottom feeders over there.

Post songs to celebrate Reggie getting the hell out of this country like all his kind should have 800 years ago.

All my bags are packed, Im ready to go
Im standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin, its early morn
The taxis waiting, hes blowin his horn
Already Im so lonesome I could cry.

Chorus:
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youll wait for me
Hold me like youll never let me go.
Im leavin on a jet plane
I dont know when Ill be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

Theres so many times Ive let you down
So many times Ive played around
I tell you now, they dont mean a thing
Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back, Ill wear your wedding ring.

(chorus)

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time let me kiss you
Then close your eyes, Ill be on my way.
Dream about the days to come
When I wont have to leave alone
About the times, I wont have to say,

(chorus)

DeadParrot

This rousing Shanty will ensure Reggie is never totally without means to get a pint down under

In South Australia I was born
South Australia round Cape Horn
And we’re bound for South Australia
Haul away you rolling kings
Haul away and you’ll hear me sing
And we’re bound for South Australia

As I went out one morning fair
(heave away, haul away)
I chanced to meet with Nancy Blair
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus
Haul away you rolling kings
(heave away, haul away)
Haul away and you’ll hear me sing
And we’re bound for South Australia

Well I shook her up and I shook her down
(heave away, haul away)
Shook her all around the town
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus

There’s just one thing that grieves my mind
(heave away, haul away)
It’s to leave Miss Nancy Blair behind
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus

I wish I was on some lonesome strand
(heave away, haul away)
With rum and whiskey all in me hand
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus

There were two auld women sleeping on the strand
(heave away, haul away)
Each one wishing that the other was a man
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus

And as we wallop around Cape Horn
(heave away, haul away)
Well you wish to christ that you never was born
And we’re bound for South Australia

chorus