Showing posts with label Mohali. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mohali. Show all posts
March 30, 2011
October 25, 2008
You was already dead.
Seven thousand foot soldiers couldn’t save thee
While the God on the off side enslaved thee
Some kind of Crusade you led
While the ablest of Generals bled
Falling off the horse you said
“If we don’t make it by nightfall, we’ll be dead”
While the ablest of Generals led
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
The first to go was the biggest blow
As he felled down on one, to axe himself done
Next it was you, something you’ll rue
As the man with a horse’s mane, also your bane
Flung a spike ball at you, as it went right through
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
And what happened since,
You can go ask your prince
Some kind of Crusade you led
While the Generals bled
And the foot soldiers fled
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
You ever come back from the dead, Ricky?
(to be performed by Tom Waits+Grateful Dead, ideally)
While the God on the off side enslaved thee
Some kind of Crusade you led
While the ablest of Generals bled
Falling off the horse you said
“If we don’t make it by nightfall, we’ll be dead”
While the ablest of Generals led
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
The first to go was the biggest blow
As he felled down on one, to axe himself done
Next it was you, something you’ll rue
As the man with a horse’s mane, also your bane
Flung a spike ball at you, as it went right through
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
And what happened since,
You can go ask your prince
Some kind of Crusade you led
While the Generals bled
And the foot soldiers fled
You knew, it didn’t matter at all,
Because you was all
Already dead
You was all
Already dead
Already dead, you was already dead
You ever come back from the dead, Ricky?
(to be performed by Tom Waits+Grateful Dead, ideally)
October 21, 2008
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
MO-HA-LI is calling
With the lights wide open
And the nights wide open
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
On the edge of
some desert western town
is the town's pride
MO-HA-LI is calling
On the edge of the fourth day
On the edge of some western town
is the Town's Pride hotel
so close to gate no. 5
that old man can walk right in
be in before the gates are open
and the lights are off
just to stand in the centre
like some old baseball pro
soak it in, soak it in
MO-HA-LI is calling
on the edge of the fourth day
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
you better go boy
you better go boy
Can't take no for an answer
drive in that yellow new mitsubushi lancer
And the road winds around
And the eyes round around
You get a first sighter
on the edge of town
You get a first sighter
On the edge of the fourth day
there is nothing to play for
there is so much to play for
the win already happened
the win never happened
MO-HA-LI MO-HA-LI is calling moi
And i soar above my seat
like a wave from M0-HI-CO
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
(written on victory eve; to be performed by Youssou N'Dour, ideally)
With the lights wide open
And the nights wide open
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
On the edge of
some desert western town
is the town's pride
MO-HA-LI is calling
On the edge of the fourth day
On the edge of some western town
is the Town's Pride hotel
so close to gate no. 5
that old man can walk right in
be in before the gates are open
and the lights are off
just to stand in the centre
like some old baseball pro
soak it in, soak it in
MO-HA-LI is calling
on the edge of the fourth day
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
you better go boy
you better go boy
Can't take no for an answer
drive in that yellow new mitsubushi lancer
And the road winds around
And the eyes round around
You get a first sighter
on the edge of town
You get a first sighter
On the edge of the fourth day
there is nothing to play for
there is so much to play for
the win already happened
the win never happened
MO-HA-LI MO-HA-LI is calling moi
And i soar above my seat
like a wave from M0-HI-CO
MO-HA-LI is calling moi
(written on victory eve; to be performed by Youssou N'Dour, ideally)
Labels:
2nd test,
Border Gavaskar Trophy,
cricket songs,
day out,
Mohali
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