Ball Park Incident

[HonaloochieB]

Just read this and my blood turned to ice water in my veins. Literally.

It's an account from a group of OGs from 1972 who went by the name Wizzard.

It was apparently an acronym for 'We Is Zappin' Zeroes And Redistributin' Drugs'.

Unless we act now, and act promptly and straight away our youngsters will follow like sheep of violence and charge into the open stable door that the horse of good sense has bolted from.

The horse that liberals, politicians, teachers, liberals and the Brainiacs from Radio4 wouldn't put a punt on.

So now there's a bunch of violent sheep (you know this is a metaphor, right?), who have taken over the stable of a sensible horse.

Do you see what I'm getting at? WELL DO YOU?

YOU SHOULD. IF NOT I PITY YOU.

Oh, the ice water has left my veins, it's now entered my living soul. Literally.

See how pernicious these things become.

Anyway here's their 'account'.

"Well, I'm sittin' in the back porch

On the north-west side of town

Picturing last night way up in the city

Where they shot my baby down

She could be dyin', oh, oh, no

Well, it can't much matter to you

I found her lyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

Near the ball park down at school

The sheriff came on to question my brother

I could have dropped down through the floor

Before I could turn round, he was runnin' for cover

Like a billy goat through the door

She could be dyin', oh, oh, no

Well, it can't much matter to you

I found her lyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

Near the ball park down at school

Hold on, baby, I need you, honey

Won't you bring yourself around

You've gotta help me, help me, mama

I'm gonna rip this crazy town"

[Marmora Man]

Calm down dear - it's only a very old song.

[Ted Max]

I bet there's rich folks eatin',

In a fancy dining car,

They're probably drinkin' coffee,

And smokin' big cigars,

But I know I had it comin',

I know I can't be free,

But those people keep a-movin',

And that's what tortures me.

If you can't do the crime, son...

[????]

Still, when you get out

I'm comin' home, I've done my time

Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine

If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free

Then you'll know just what to do

If you still want me

If you still want me

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree

It's been three long years

Do ya still want me?

If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree

I'll stay on the bus

Forget about us

Put the blame on me

If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me

'cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see

I'm really still in prison

And my love, she holds the key

A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free

I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

It's been three long years

Do ya still want me?

If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree

I'll stay on the bus

Forget about us

Put the blame on me

If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin'

And I can't believe I see

A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree

I'm comin' home

[HonaloochieB]

Marmora Man Wrote:

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> Calm down dear - it's only a very old song.

A very old song but with much to teach us today.

His baby could be dyin'. Maybe it can't much matter to you.

Mind, it makes you wonder about the brother running off when the Sheriff came to question him.

I'm not saying there was anything going on between the brother and his baby.

BUT YOU HAVE TO WONDER, DON'T YOU? UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES. I MEAN IT'S ONLY NORMAL.

[PeckhamRose]

Yet all those people are in love with you?

[HonaloochieB]

You have to wonder, don't you?

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

HB, don't be a hero, don't be a fool with your life

HB don't be a hero, come back and make me your wife

And as HB started to go she said "HB, keep your head lo-o-ow

HB, don't be a hero, come back to me

[HonaloochieB]

P G C , It's easy as

1 2 3 , as simple as

do re mi, P G C, 1 2 3

baby you and me girl

P G C it's easy, it's like counting up to 3

singing simple melodies

that's how easy love can be

singing simple melodies

P G C baby you and me

[bigbadwolf]

You're can be such a show off Hona, I mean come on.....look how many syllables you've got in your username.....you disgust me sometimes!