the words
John Casten
this thread gets going again.
WARNING!!!!
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there are some naughty words in many of the lyrics. If this offends you,
PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE! And thanks for not spamming...
Bach:
And then there's the theme for J.S. Bach's Fugue in G minor for Organ
(the "Great"):
My life is such a bore!
My mother is a whore
And to make things worse,
My father drives a hearse,
But the worst, you see,
My brother is a she!
Ebenezer Prout, 19th century British theorist and editor, did this to all
48 fugue subjects from the Bach Well-Tempered Clavier. They could be
helpful mnemonics. Example: Book I, Fugue 1 in C major goes, "He went to town
in a hat that made all the people stare." Others have extended Professor
Prout's method to other fugues; the subject of the G minor organ fugue by
the Paris organist Marcel Dupre has been treated thus:
"Mar-CEL Du-PRE, Mar-CEL Du-PRE, to HELL with HIM, to HELL with HIM."
Beethoven:
9th symphony (Ode to Joy):
Ludwig was a great composer, he wrote nine great symphonies,
[can't remember the next line]
First he wrote the first one, then the second one,
Then the third one and the fourth.
Last movement of Beethoven's 5th symphony, horn solo: "we've all got hair
on our balls".
The opening of Beethoven's String Quartet in f Op. 95 "Serioso":
"Get a rubber duck and put it in your tub"
Beethoven Quartet Op 18. no 1, 1st mov
Hoooow do you like my feet?
IIIII think they're really neat.
IIIII've got an ingrown tooooenail...
Anyone know the rest of this?
I like to sing "Old Macdonald had a farm" to the tune of "Ode to Joy."
Check our Garrison Kiellor and Frederica von Stade's "Songs
of the Cat" for lots of great classical music parodies.
My favorite is "Beethoven Chased by Rossini" featuring
von Stade singing (to the tune of Ode to Joy)
I am a cat and you are not
and cannot be so I don't care
I just sit and look around
and simply do not see you there
while Kiellor is singing "Here comes a dog with its tongue
hanging out" to the "william Tell Overture"
--
Martha Koester "If we knew what we were doing, it
eri...@scn.org wouldn't be research!"--sign on a
coworker's desk
--
And we mustn't forget:
Since I met your daughter Venus
I've had trouble with my penis
footprints on the dashboard upside down...
and:
Since I met your darling daughter
I've had trouble passing water...etc.
Brahms:
2nd Symphony
I think that was Morton Gould, who sang, "This move-ment is oh, so,
very giaco-so, BRAHMS!!!!"
(The movement is marked "giacoso", as if I had to tell you....)
--Chuck Ross
Dvorak:
"New World" Symphony (minor theme) can be sung to the words:
I want to masturbate
Please leave me alone.
>Also, does anyone know the words to the Dvorak Humoresque? Something
>about not using the facilities while the train is in the station.
>
And now for your listening pleasure....Humorisque!
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I found this in "The Complete Immortalia" Hart Publishing ©1971.
With music and guitar cords even!
MrEntity
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Passengers will please refrain
From flushing toilets while the train
Is in the station. Darling I love you!
alternate:
Passengers will please refrain
From urinating while the train
Is standing in the station for a while.
We encourage constipation
While the train is in the station.
Moonlight always makes me think of you.
alternate:
We encourage constipation
While the train is in the station.
Cross your legs and grit your teeth and smile.
If the ladies room is taken,
Never feel the least forsaken,
Never show a sign of sad defeat.
Try the men's room in the hall,
And if some man has had the call,
He'll courteously relinquish you his seat.
If these efforts are in vain,
Then simply break a windowpane-
A novel method used by very few.
My occupation after dark
Is goosing statues in the park;
If Sherman's horse can take it, why can't you?
If you wish to pass some water,
Kindly call the pullman porter,
He'll place the vessel in the vestibule.
If the porter isn't here,
Try the platform in the rear-
The one in front is likely to be full.
additional:
Piddling while the train is moving
Is another way of proving
That control of hand and eye is sure.
We like to keep our toilets neat
So please don't s**t upon the seat
Or, what is worse, excrete upon the floor.
Unfortunately, despite a discussion in alt.usage.english in May 1994, I
have yet to recover the first three lines of the verse which concludes:
Tramps and hoboes underneath
Will get it in the eyes and teeth,
But that's what comes of being underdog.
--
Ken Moore
I don't know those, but the ones I remember go like this:
"Long ago and far away, there lived a man named Antonin
whose name cannot be spelled, much less pronounced...."
@
o-//--O Susan Padgitt Schwab <sch...@neptune.com>
o-//--O
|| B R A T S C H E and proud of it
I always heard Humoresque as:
Was it you that did the pushin?
Left the stains upon the cushion
Footprints on the dashboard upside down?
Was it you, you sly woodpecker
Who got into my daughter Rebecca
If it was you you'd better leave this town.
REPLY:
Yes, twas I that did the pushin
Left the stains upon the cushion
Footprints on the dashboard upside down
But since I got into your daughter
I've had trouble passing water
So I think we're even all around
Or Alternately:
Was it you that did the fucking
Got me hard again by sucking
Blew me like a cheap five-dollar whore
Was it you, you little vixen
Who let the fellas stick their pricks in
If it was you, get back down on the floor.
REPLY:
Yes, twas I that did the fucking
Got you hard again by sucking
But you made my cunt lips very sore
So roll me over on my belly
Grease me up with KY jelly
And stick your fucking cock in my backdoor.
Handel:
violin sonata in D: "my dog has fleas".
Mozart Requiem: Rats, Rats Tremendous! (Rex Tremendae) (Sex Tremendous)
Mozart symphony 40: "it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a Mozart"
I heard it as:
Old Mozart's in the closet
Let him out, let him out, let him out.
Old Mozart's in the closet
Let him out, let him out, let him out.
Help, help! It's dark in here.
Help, help! It's dark in here.
Old Mozart's in the closet
Let him out, let him out, let him out.
Here is one in danish applying to first movement first subject in Mozart's
g minor symphony (the late one):
Det er rent, det er hvidt, det er Valo
I remember it from my days as a musicology student in the late sixties. The
words are from an advertise for a washing powder. Translated: It's clean, it's
white, it's Valo.
--
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+ Christian Mondrup +
Without digging out the CD I can do no better than to quote from
memory:
I once had a whim and I had to obey it
To buy a Frnech horn from a second hand shop
I took it straight home and I started to play it
In spite of my neighbours who begged me to stop.
And so on. Brilliant.
--
Deryk.
>I don't know the album but the melody was from the Mozart Horn
>Concerto No. 4.
"In E-flat major, K. rating 495, which he wrote at the age of about 16 months."
There are some lines I've never been able to figure out, but it's on "At the
Drop of Another Hat." Here goes:
I once had a whim and I had to obey it
To buy a french horn at a second hand shop.
I polished it up and I started to play it
In spite of the neighbours who begged me to stop.
(Instrumental)
To sound my horn, I had to develop my embouchure.
I found my horn was a bit of a devil to play.
So awfully wound (?)
To give you a sound, a beautiful sound
So rich and round.
Oh, the hours I had to spend before I mastered it in the end.
But that was yesterday and just today
I looked in the usual place.
There was the case but the horn itself was missing.
Oh where can it have gone?
Haven't you, hasn't anyone seen my horn.
Oh where can it have gone?
What a blow
Now I know
I'm unable to play my allegro.
Who swiped that horn?
I'll bet you a quid somebody did
Knowing I found a concerto and wanted to play it
Afraid of my talent at playing the horn.
For only today to my utter dismay
It had vanished away like a [something that sounds like dubitabon, but I have
no idea what it is]
(instrumental; part of the solo skipped)
I've lost my horn, lost that horn,
Found that horn
Gorn.
There's not much hope of getting it back
I shall gladly play a reward.
I know some hearty folks whose party jokes
Pretended to hunt with a qualm.
Gone away, gone away
Was the person who took it away.
I shall call the police
I want that horn back...
(cadenza)
I miss its music more and more and more
Without that horn, I'm feeling sad and so forlo-orn.
Ooooh.
(finale)
I practised the horn and was hoping to play it
But somebody took it away,
I practised the horn and was longing to play it
But somebody took it away.
My neighbour's asleep in his bead
I'll [some line that ends in head, along the lines of I'll simply wish him
ahead ?]
I'll take up the tuba instead.
Wah, wah.
(applause)
Corrections welcome. Especially if you know the lines that I don't -- they've
been driving me crazy.
Andrea
--
Andrea E. M. McPhee -- Applied Math and Physics, University of Waterloo
Schubert's "Great" C major, opening horn solo: "Granddaddy's lost his
teeth, lost his teeth ..."
Opening to Richard Strauss' "Don Juan": "I think I've gotta take a shit;
what'll I do?"
Here is the old joke... sung to the opening of Stravinsky's Le Sacre du
Printemps....
"I'm not an English horn, this part's to high for me..."
Wagner:
"The Ride of the Valkyries"
We fly through the Night Skies,
Flashing our White Thighs,
Picking up DEAD guys until the dawn!
Then we are gone!
Don't pick up THAT one!
He isn't QUITE gone,
There is aNOTHER one, bring him along!
Did anyone mention
"Kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit"
to Flight of the Valkeryies (SP?)?
In Article <42psrb$f...@lucas.emi.com> "di...@platinum.nb.net (Diana Slivinska)"
says:
> I think it's part of Gounod's "Faust" that goes:
>
> MY father bought me a kangaroo...
> HE gave me the gristley end to chew...
>
> anybody know the rest?
>
I heard it as:
My father killed a kangaroo.
He gave me the gristley part to chew.
Wasn't that a terrible thing to do,
To give me the gristly part of a kangaroo.
--
Here are a few which I made up one summer about 15 years ago and
unfortunately still remember:
Beethoven violin concerto, 3rd movement:
I am too tired
to play much longer
the first two movements
were surely enough!
Rachmaninov 2nd Piano Concerto (guess which tune):
Rach-maaaaaaaa-ni-nov is dead,
but his concerto keeps on playing in my head....
Tchaikovsky violin concerto, 1st movement:
Tchaikovsky
couldn't play the violin,
so he wrote this
in order to get even,
it's much too hard
and it can't be played,
'cause it goes too fast,
has too many notes,
etc. etc. etc.
(could be improved here)
Mendelssohn violin concerto, opening theme:
This concerto was written
by Felix Mendelssohn,
he wrote it when he was three,
you can tell by the melody...
Let me know if you can continue or improve any of these!
(original poster unknown)
These are the "echt" words to the Marriage of Figaro Overture:
Noodlen hab'n wir heut
Macaroni Noodlen hab'n wir morgen um die Zeit
Nach der Macaroni Noodl'n
hab'n wir ein Apfel Strudel
So ein Fest ist unsere grosste Freut!
Were having noodles today
Tomorrow at the same time we are having macaroni noodles
After the macaroni noodles
We are having Apple Strudel
Such a feast is our greatest joy!
Sing it loudly! We cannot let this piece of history be forgotten!
--Elaine S. Fine
This is the English comedian Richard Murdoch's setting of Luigini's
Ballet Egyptien:
My Aunt's name is Ella Wheeler Waterbutt and she lives down at
Burton-on-Trent.
when she goes out shopping on her bicycle she always gets the
handlebars bent.
Steak and kidney, seven-and-a-tanner's worth, a little bit of chicken
and a marlin-spike;
Hutch and Ted Ray at the Metropolitan doing even better than at
Heckmondwyke;
Sabotage at Poole-in-Dorset;
Camouflage my uncle's corsets;
Sun-day, Mon-day, Tues-day, Wednesday, Thurs-day,
Fri-day and Sat-ur-day and orsatz pyjamas, are never quite what they
ought to be;
Gentle-men farmers, are never quite what they're taught to be;
Seventeen fiddles in a second-hand suitcase;
Semolina pudding in a very old flute case;
Cabinet Ministers shout "what a very silly song!"
I'M OUT
David Leonard
TO BE SUNG TO THE PRINCIPAL THEME OF THE TCHAIKOVSKY 5:
What do you do when your dog dies?
What do you do when your dog does?
You put him in the ground.
You put him in the ground
Happy singing, and keep 'em coming!
Greg Baker\
I hope I am not permanently spoiling anyone's enjoyment of Gounod's "Faust"
with these words for the "Soldier's Chorus" -
My father, he slaughtered a kangaroo
And gave me the gristly end to chew.
Wasn't that a terrible thing to do?
To give me to chew
The gristly end
Of a dead kangaroo.
Ed Kammin
I learned from serious musicians to think of the Mozart G Minor piano
quartet as "Answer the Telephone." This is because the opening bars
go: "Answer the telephone! I can't--I'm in the shower!"
Also they told me the words to the opening of the Mozart clarinet
concerto: "Hey, clarinet, you're playing flat. Tune it. Tune it
sharper."
And how about new music to classical words. A friend of mine points
out that all of Tennyson's "Locksley Hall" can be sung to the tune of
"Oh, Susannah."
Fred Allen
My daughter has her own set of words for Fur Elise:
Would you like to have a pillow fight
This very night, this very night?
Feathers will be flying all around ...
David Heesen
"Donald V. Drury" <ddr...@a.crl.com> wrote:
>I was intrigued to learn, thanks to the recent posting "Current state
>of the words to classical tunes", that Ebenezer Prout wrote words to
>all 48 fugue subjects from Bach's Well Tempered Clavier. A friend in
>London who memorized the entire "48" used to recite words to some of
>the fugue subjects; however, he attributed them to C.H.H. Parry, the
>prolific composer and Director of the Royal College of Music in London
>(and a near-contemporary of Prout).
>I can only recall a few: the plaintive "He lost his pen-ny" (Bk. I,
>No. 16), the jaunty "John Sebastian Bach sat upon a tack, but he soon
>got up again with a crack" (Bk. I, No 2) and the virtuosic "As I sat
>in a penny bus going to the Mansion House, off came the wheels, down
>went the bus, all of the passengers fell in a heap on the floor of the
>rickety thing" (Bk II, No. 10).
"Haydn" Cello Concerto in D, dancelike 3rd movement theme:
"Here we go gathering nuts in May..."
--
Like everyone who is not in love, he imagined that one chooses the person one loves after endless deliberation and on the strength of diverse qualities and advantages.
- Proust
Adrian Hunter
>
> I collected these awhile back from various postings, and sincerely hope
> this thread gets going again.
>
[most of list snipped......]
Thanks for an excellent compilation. Just to be a pedantic bore
;-) I thought I would offer a couple of corrections...
> the Paris organist Marcel Dupre has been treated thus:
> "Mar-CEL Du-PRE, Mar-CEL Du-PRE, to HELL with HIM, to HELL with HIM."
(this is of course supremely sacreligious)
> Brahms:
> 2nd Symphony
> I think that was Morton Gould, who sang, "This move-ment is oh, so,
> very giaco-so, BRAHMS!!!!"
>
> (The movement is marked "giacoso", as if I had to tell you....)
> --Chuck Ross
You mean the 4th!
> "Haydn" Cello Concerto in D, dancelike 3rd movement theme:
>
> "Here we go gathering nuts in May..."
>
> --
I'm sure this appears in Tovey's essay on that piece.
Adrian (who hopes he's not really a pedantic bore!)
John Klemm
(John Casten) wrote:
> Prout's method to other fugues; the subject of the G minor organ fugue by
> the Paris organist Marcel Dupre has been treated thus:
> "Mar-CEL Du-PRE, Mar-CEL Du-PRE, to HELL with HIM, to HELL with HIM."
I heard this from my organ teacher as:
"Mar-CEL Du-PRE, Mar-CEL Du-PRE, the HELL you SAY, the HELL you SAY"
which I like better for the rhyme. Anyway, that's the version I
(unfortunately all-too-often) hear when I hear that thrilling fugue.
Thanks for the interesting and lengthy list.
John Klemm, Stanford University
--
John Klemm, ITSS Distributed Computing, Stanford University
phone (650)723-4420 email John....@Forsythe.Stanford.EDU
Ward Hardman
: I collected these awhile back from various postings, and sincerely hope
: this thread gets going again.
: Mozart symphony 40: "it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a Mozart"
:
More topical: "Hillary, Hillary Rodham ClinTON
had a sex addict for a husBAND!
Hillary, Hillary Rodham ClinTON,
never got a bit of the acTION.
etc."
--Ward Hardman
Ken Moore
<cas...@usfca.edu> writes
>There are some lines I've never been able to figure out, but it's on "At the
>Drop of Another Hat." Here goes:
>
>I once had a whim and I had to obey it
>To buy a french horn at a second hand shop.
>I polished it up and I started to play it
>In spite of the neighbours who begged me to stop.
>
>(Instrumental)
>
>To sound my horn, I had to develop my embouchure.
>I found my horn was a bit of a devil to play.
>So awfully wound (?)
That's "artfully"
>To give you a sound, a beautiful sound
>So rich and round.
>Oh, the hours I had to spend before I mastered it in the end.
>
>But that was yesterday and just today
>I looked in the usual place.
>There was the case but the horn itself was missing.
>Oh where can it have gone?
>Haven't you, hasn't anyone seen my horn.
>Oh where can it have gone?
>What a blow
>Now I know
>I'm unable to play my allegro.
>
>Who swiped that horn?
>I'll bet you a quid somebody did
>Knowing I found a concerto and wanted to play it
>Afraid of my talent at playing the horn.
>For only today to my utter dismay
>It had vanished away like a [something that sounds like dubitabon, but I have
> no idea what it is]
>
>(instrumental; part of the solo skipped)
"I've lost my horn - I know I was using it yesterday"
>I've lost my horn, lost that horn,
my
>Found that horn
>Gorn.
>There's not much hope of getting it back
>I shall gladly play a reward.
"Though I'd willingly ..."
>I know some hearty folks whose party jokes
>Pretended to hunt with a qualm.
"Pretending to hunt with the Quorn" [a well known hunt, ie Master,
members with horses, hounds, huntsmen etc who chase foxes across the
English countryside]
>Gone away, gone away
[a typical fox-hunting phrase]
>Was the person who took it away.
"Was it one of them took it ..."
>I shall call the police
>I want that horn back...
"I shall tell the Police I want my French Horn back."
>(cadenza)
>I miss its music more and more and more
>Without that horn, I'm feeling sad and so forlo-orn.
>Ooooh.
"I found a concerto, I wanted to play it,
Displaying my talent for playing the Horn,
But early today to my utter dismay it has totally vanished away."
>(finale)
>I practised the horn and was hoping to play it
"then intended"
>But somebody took it away,
>I practised the horn and was longing to play it
>But somebody took it away.
>My neighbour's asleep in his bead
"bed"
>I'll [some line that ends in head, along the lines of I'll simply wish him
> ahead ?]
"I'll soon make him wish he were dead"
>I'll take up the tuba instead.
>Wah, wah.
>
>(applause)
>
>Corrections welcome. Especially if you know the lines that I don't -- they've
>been driving me crazy.
These "corrections" are from the book "The Songs of Michael Flanders and
Donald Swann. Flanders didn't necessarily sing exactly that in
performance, of course.
>This is the English comedian Richard Murdoch's setting of Luigini's
>Ballet Egyptien:
>
>My Aunt's name is Ella Wheeler Waterbutt and she lives down at
>Burton-on-Trent.
In my recollection, the name is "Emmelina Winterbottom".
--
Ken Moore
k...@hpsl.demon.co.uk
Bob Stringer
> [snipped]
>
> And now for your listening pleasure....Humorisque!
> -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
> I found this in "The Complete Immortalia" Hart Publishing ©1971.
> With music and guitar cords even!
>
> MrEntity
> -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
> Passengers will please refrain
> From flushing toilets while the train
> Is in the station. Darling I love you!
>
> [snipped]
When I was a wee little one, my mother taught me the words were:
Passengers upon the train
While in the station will refrain
From flushing johns, I think it's plain
That I love you.
Since she's Czech, I've always tended to regard this as the HIP version.
Regards,
Bob Stringer
To reply, please delete
REMOVE from my address
Grant Hicks
>
>There are some lines I've never been able to figure out, but it's on "At
the
>Drop of Another Hat." Here goes:
>
>I once had a whim and I had to obey it
>To buy a french horn at a second hand shop.
>I polished it up and I started to play it
>In spite of the neighbours who begged me to stop.
>
>(Instrumental)
>
>To sound my horn, I had to develop my embouchure.
>I found my horn was a bit of a devil to play.
>So awfully wound (?)
So artfully wound
>To give you a sound, a beautiful sound
>So rich and round.
>Oh, the hours I had to spend before I mastered it in the end.
>
>But that was yesterday and just today
>I looked in the usual place.
>There was the case but the horn itself was missing.
>Oh where can it have gone?
>Haven't you, hasn't anyone seen my horn.
>Oh where can it have gone?
>What a blow
>Now I know
>I'm unable to play my allegro.
>
>Who swiped that horn?
>I'll bet you a quid somebody did
>Knowing I found a concerto and wanted to play it
>Afraid of my talent at playing the horn.
>For only today to my utter dismay
>It had vanished away like a [something that sounds like dubitabon, but I
have
> no idea what it is]
should be:
It had vanished away like the dew in the morn.
>(instrumental; part of the solo skipped)
>
>I've lost my horn, lost that horn,
>Found that horn
>Gorn.
should be:
I've lost that horn - I know I was using it yesterday.
I've lost that horn, lost that horn,
Found that horn . . .
Gone. {Gorn??? Too much Star Trek?}
>There's not much hope of getting it back
>I shall gladly play a reward.
should be:
Though I'll willingly pay a reward.
>
>I know some hearty folks whose party jokes
trivial correction:
I know some hearty folk whose party jokes
>Pretended to hunt with a qualm.
[boy, I wish I understood this line]
>Gone away, gone away
>Was the person who took it away.
should be:
Was it one of them took it away?
and add:
Will you kindly return that horn?
Where is the devil that pinched my ho-horn?
>I shall call the police
>I want that horn back...
should be:
I shall tell the police
I want that French horn back
>
>(cadenza)
>I miss its music more and more and more
>Without that horn, I'm feeling sad and so forlo-orn.
>Ooooh.
>
and add:
I found a concerto and wanted to play it
Displaying my talent at playing the horn
But early today to my utter dismay
It had totally vanished away.
>(finale)
>I practised the horn and was hoping to play it
should be:
I practiced the horn and I wanted to play it
>But somebody took it away,
>I practised the horn and was longing to play it
>But somebody took it away.
>
>My neighbour's asleep in his bead
>I'll [some line that ends in head, along the lines of I'll simply wish him
> ahead ?]
should be:
My neighbour's asleep in his bed. [not his bead!]
I'll soon make him wish he were dead.
Matthew B. Tepper
n...@nicolashodges.demon.co.uk pondered what I'm pondering as follows...
>
>>>Gorn.
>> Gone. {Gorn??? Too much Star Trek?}
>
>'Orfen' for 'Often'.
Did she say "'often' frequently" only once?
--
Matthew B. Tepper: WWW, science fiction, classical music, ducks!
My personal home page -- http://www.deltanet.com/~ducky/index.htm
My main music page --- http://www.deltanet.com/~ducky/berlioz.htm
And my science fiction club's home page --- http://www.lasfs.org/
To write to me, do for my address what Androcles did for the lion
Grant Hicks
>
>>>Gorn.
>> Gone. {Gorn??? Too much Star Trek?}
>
>My (very English) Grandmother still says 'Gorn' just as she says
>'Orfen' for 'Often'.
Is this related to the use of "gel" for "girl" among the older folk in Lord
Peter Wimsey novels?
Anyway, grandmothers notwithstanding, what Flanders sings in "ATDOAH" sounds
like "gone" to me.
Grant Hicks
ghic...@sprynet.com
Grant Hicks
invented the following words for the opening of Mahler's Fifth Symphony:
Mahler is sick, Mahler is sick, Mahler is ill,
Mahler is ill, Mahler is ill, Mahler is dead!
He drank a can of turpentine and fell on his head.
He's Dead!
And now we have to play his symphony -
He's dead. Mahler is dead.
Grant Hicks
ghic...@sprynet.com
Matthew B. Tepper
used as the theme-song for "Masterpiece Theatre":
When I hear a trumpet playing out of tune
I want to bend it all out of sha-a-ape,
And twist it 'round the neck of the person who is
Playing so out of tune.
When I hear a trumpet playing out of tune
I want to bend it all out of sha-a-ape,
And twist it 'round the neck of the person who is
Playing it so ou-ou-ou-ou-out of tuuuuuuuuuuuuuune.
(The last note is supposed to be sung a quarter-tone flat. Admittedly
they USED to use a recording in which the timpani, not the trumpet, were
hideously out of tune, but you get the idea.)
In article <77u7hn$i0j$1...@juliana.sprynet.com>, ghic...@sprynet.com
pondered what I'm pondering as follows...
>
--
Frank Eggleston
> >
> >>>Gorn.
> >> Gone. {Gorn??? Too much Star Trek?}
> >
> >My (very English) Grandmother still says 'Gorn' just as she says
> >'Orfen' for 'Often'.
>
Ah! I think I see the problem.
Frank Eggleston
--
"... for it goes without saying."
--- description of cart Milo borrowed from the
cabinet of King Azaz the Unabridged
in "The Phantom Tollbooth" ;-)
Nicolas Hodges
> Gone. {Gorn??? Too much Star Trek?}
My (very English) Grandmother still says 'Gorn' just as she says 'Orfen'
for 'Often'.
:-)
--
Nic