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CJ Cramer

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Jan 11, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/11/98
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Mr. Moody wrote ...
>After multiple listens I have figured out some missing words and made some
>corrections. There are still a few words I'm not sure of, further
corrections
>welcome, and the Grand Prize for whoever figures out the middle two lines
of the
>chorus:

[snip]

Grand Prize! I remember the chorus from the vinyl(!) liner notes.

2x:Help I'm steppin' into the Twilight Zone
The place is a madhouse, feels like being stoned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go now that I've gone too far

Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone

I wonder what the Grand Prize is ... is it anything like the bonus points
Chad's handing out for "Born to Run"? -CJ

defi

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Jan 13, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/13/98
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CJ Cramer wrote:
>
> Mr. Moody wrote ...
> >After multiple listens I have figured out some missing words and made some
> >corrections. There are still a few words I'm not sure of, further
> corrections
> >welcome, and the Grand Prize for whoever figures out the middle two lines
> of the
> >chorus:
>
> [snip]
>
> Grand Prize! I remember the chorus from the vinyl(!) liner notes.
>
> 2x:Help I'm steppin' into the Twilight Zone
> The place is a madhouse,

Hey!!--Wait a Sec!.. But wadn't 'nis sorta like--
>feels like being stoned
"feels like being * Cloned**.??. . .

Ya know-- **Cloned- like they wanna engineer babies now..

GRT"98!

DEFI

CJ Cramer

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Jan 14, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/14/98
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defi wrote in message <69h9m4$2...@newsops.execpc.com>...


>CJ Cramer wrote:
>> Mr. Moody wrote ...
>> >After multiple listens I have figured out some missing words and made
some
>> >corrections. There are still a few words I'm not sure of, further
>> corrections
>> >welcome, and the Grand Prize for whoever figures out the middle two
lines
>> of the
>> >chorus:
>>
>> [snip]
>>
>> Grand Prize! I remember the chorus from the vinyl(!) liner notes.
>>
>> 2x:Help I'm steppin' into the Twilight Zone
>> The place is a madhouse,
>
>Hey!!--Wait a Sec!.. But wadn't 'nis sorta like--
>>feels like being stoned
>"feels like being * Cloned**.??. . .
>
>Ya know-- **Cloned- like they wanna engineer babies now..
>
>GRT"98!
>
>DEFI

[snip]

Ahyes, I think you're right! I guess we split the Grand Prize -- here, you
take the word "Prize," and I'll take the other one... -CJ

Dr.W...@shikahr.com.inter.net

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Jan 15, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/15/98
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On Wed, 14 Jan 1998 Dr.@vger wrote:

> hate to burst your bubble....but for corrective sake, the accurate line is
> "this is a madhouse, feels like being CLONED"
>
> Dr. Winkie
>

Cloned indeed. And a madhouse. May I congratulate you on the excellence
of your despamification. You should have seen me running around trying
to get <The@vger> to resolve to an external address. The joke as usual
is on me.

Dr. Winkie
deleted but not forgotten
--
Of course we said we're an energy gestalt.
"I'm an idea", who'd buy that?


Caro

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Jan 17, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/17/98
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There's a newsgroup - alt.music.golden-earring - should anyone have
other GE lyric questions, BTW.

~Caro


Weird Scenes

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Jan 17, 1998, 3:00:00 AM1/17/98
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Here, I see many versions of this song on the net that are wrong,
let's try this one.

Twilight Zone
1982 Worldcopyright Nada - Snmyook Music Hilversum / Holland
(G. KOOMANS)

It's 2 AM, the fear has gone.
I'm sitting here waitin, the gun is still warm.
Maybe my connection is tired of takin chances.

Yeah there's a storm on the loose,
Sirens in my head, I'm wrapped up in silence,
All circuits are dead.
I cannot decode, my whole life spins into a frenzy.

Help I'm slippin into the twilight zone.


The place is a madhouse,

Feels like being cloned.
My beacon's been moved under moon and star.
Where am I to go now that I've gone too far?
Soon you'll come to know, when the bullet hits the bone.

I'm falling down a spiral, destination unknown.
A double crossed messenger, all alone.
I can't get no connection, I can't get through,
Where are you?

Well the night weighs heavy on his guilty mind.
This far from the border line.
And when the hitman comes,
He knows damn well he has been cheated.


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