[James Belfast]

Happy Birthday Catty xxx

Have a good ‘un (Aw, I hear they let you win the quiz as a present)!

[James Belfast]

I heard that somewhere in the archives there might be just the sort of picture that you ladies are seeking. I wonder if by any chance anyone has kept a copy which would help explain the artistry involved?

[James Belfast]

I would expect you’ll get a ribbing of a couple of dozen of us…but let’s hear it anyway? :wink:

[James Belfast]

tut Mrs C – I don’t believe you would indulge in this sort of Williamesque behaviour!!! You probably thought we were talking about snogging or something…

[James Belfast]

Are they not all Ugo? :?

[James Belfast]

I HATE THE WHITE MAN

Roy Harper

Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see
There once was a time
For you and me

Where the winds blow sweetly
And the easy seas flow still
And where the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry its fill

Where slot machine confusions
And the plastic universe
Are objects of amusement
In the fiction of their curse

And where the crazy whiteman
And his teargas happiness
Lies dead and long since buried
By his own fantastic mess

For I hate the whiteman
And his plastic excuse
For I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose…

And the reins of coloured thunder
Of the stallion of the dawn
Ride the coalfire morning
On the beach where all is born

Where the emperor of meaning
Is burning up his forts
And sits to warm his toes around
A fire made up of useless thoughts

And when the children tempt him
With the riddles of their trance
He flings the flames of solstice
Casting laughs into their dance

And while a crazy whiteman
In the desert of his bones
Lies as bleached as the paradise
He likes to think he owns

And I hate the whiteman
In his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose…

And far across the reaches
Of the drifting yellow sands
The living carpet wilderness
Forever joins its hands

With heaven hell’s attainment
In a surging crest of fire
Where more than all is thrown upon
The ever lasting pyre

And through the countless canticles
Of Jason’s charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of nothing
In the timeless masterpiece

And there stood in the middle
Guess who?
It’s the everlasting burst
Built by god’s very own whiteman
As he tries to rule the dust

And I hate the whiteman
In his doctrinaire abuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose…

And the bowels of his city
Have been locked into a safe
Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
Are defenders of his faith

While back inside his kitchen
The bowler hatted, long haired saint
Cleans with soap and water
But it’s really just white paint

While his golden headed scandal sheets
Present their daily bite
To give their righteous news-bleeders
Drugs to keep them white

While outside in the whitewash
Where the guns are always, always right
A shooting star has summoned
Its dark angel from his night

And I hate the whiteman
And his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose
And the man who turned him loose…

I saw him sing this at erm knebworth I think. He came on stage pissed and said this is a song about white people and looking around the audience I can see there a fair few of you feckers about.. then he fell off his stool, then he sang this, then the crowd roared (aw you had to be there I suppose)…

[James Belfast]

Roy Harper
»
Laughing Inside

When I first saw you
I tried to ignore you
Because I knew
You’d haunt me
Until we grew
In my mind
An obsession
I just couldn’t subdue
But now it’s an avalance we ride
Head over heels into Eden
Laughing inside
With you the female
An imprint in detail
To fit my male
So perfectly
Like fairy tale
Patterns of fate
That had to prevail
But now it’s an avalance we ride
Head over heels into Eden
Laughing inside
And it used to be hard
So hard to live
So scared
Running away from love

I think Roy Harper, like Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull, is a true romantic at heart. There’s probably a few more in my record collection..I’ll have a looksee one day soon

[James Belfast]

I thought so :?

[James Belfast]

I was going to say Yes but then i saw yer taste in music….

[James Belfast]

accepts the Southern Comfort, not sure about the Gypo hug especially with morrissey about :wink:

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