Funny records

[crankedup]

For me it has to be The Goons with 'I'm walking backwards for Christmas'.

I'm walking backwards for Christmas
Across the Irish sea
I'm walking backwards for Christmas
Its the only place for me

I've tried walking sideways
I've tried walking to the front
But people just look at me
And call me a ****

Priceless

[Bat21]

crankedup said:

For me it has to be The Goons with 'I'm walking backwards for Christmas'. I'm walking backwards for Christmas Across the Irish sea I'm walking backwards for Christmas Its the only place for me I've tried walking sideways I've tried walking to the front But people just look at me And call me a **** Priceless

I think you will find that the actual last line was:
But people allways look at me and say " look at that stupid idiot".

When that was 'wrote', published or performed, there were still standards of decency and morality!
The world was most definatly a better place.

[agent006]

I'm walking backwards for Christmas
Across the Irish sea
I'm walking backwards for Christmas
Its the only place for me

I've tried walking sideways
I've tried walking to the front
But people just look at me
And say "It's a publicity stunt"

[crankedup]

Well it is all in the mind, the record plays like this

People just look at me and call me a
Diddly de de dum diddly do da di.

The Goons, alternative comedy years ahead of thier time.

[muley]

John Prine : Please don't bury me.

Woke up this morning
Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling!
When my soul
Went thru the ceiling
And on up into heaven I did ride
When I got there they did say
John, it happened this way
You slipped upon the floor
And hit your head
And all the angels say
Just before you passed away
These were the very last words
That you said:

Chorus:
Please don’t bury me
Down in that cold cold ground
No, I’d druther have em cut me up
And pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don’t mind the size
Give my stomach to milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just get em out of here
Venus de milo can have my arms
Look out! I’ve got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to rose

Repeat chorus

Give my feet to the footloose
Careless, fancy free
Give my knees to the needy
Don’t pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walking cane
It’s a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south
And kiss my ass goodbye

Repeat chorus