It's the leisure of the mind

This particular meme I picked up from setsuled: list a lyric from the first twenty-five songs in your randomized playlist and invite people to guess the song title and artist. I have weeded out the instrumentals and songs in languages other than English, of which there were a number. There goes the accuracy of this sampling. I'm almost certain I've run this meme before.

1) My daughter married young and went her own way. My sons lie buried by the Burma railway. (Gordon Bok, "Now I'm Easy." —angevin2)

2) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. (Matchbox 20, "Unwell." —ide_cyan)

3) Nothing venture, nothing win. Blood is thick, but water's thin. ("If you go in you're sure to win," Iolanthe. —angevin2)

4) His voice murmured sweet things—the rustle of unraveling, the creak of the backseat springs, and kisses and steam.

5) Just then a bolt of lightning struck the courthouse out of shape. (Bob Dylan, "Drifter's Escape." —shewhomust)

6) This could be a very pleasant place around here with Jacquot, and Marguerite. And though Renardo steals, he's very sweet.

7) Vote for Walter O'Brien! (The Kingston Trio, "Charlie on the MTA." —chriscrick)

8) You used to be so amused at Napoleon in rags and the language that he used. (Bob Dylan, "Like a Rolling Stone." —wyldemusick)

9) Fourscore years living down in this rainswept town. Sea-salt tears swimming round as the rain comes down. (The Decemberists, "From My Own True Love (Lost at Sea)." —tithenai)

10) We've gained notoriety and caused much anxiety in the Audubon Society with our games. (Tom Lehrer, "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park." —desperance)

11) Will you tell us where the naughty children go? Will you show how the sky turned white and everybody froze? (The Dresden Dolls, "Mrs. O." —setsuled)

12) Caught in the flare of acetylene light, a working man works till the industry dies. (Sting, "Island of Souls." —seajules)

13) Mass psychosis was the diagnosis, so we all cashed our checks and went wild. (The Squirrel Nut Zippers, "La Grippe." —matociquala)

14) Rise up, the mistress of this house with gold all on your breast, for the summer springs so fresh and green and gay. (The Watersons, "Swinton May Song" —nineweaving)

15) Who is this broken man cluttering up my hallway? Who is this unfortunate? ("Pilate and Christ," Jesus Christ Superstar. —angevin2)

16) I always tried to keep myself tied to this world. (VNV Nation, "Epicentre." —watermelontail)

17) Born in a house where the doors shut tight, shadowy fingers on the curtains at night. (The Incredible String Band, "Koeeoaddi There." —nineweaving)

18) And if the population should greet us with indignation, we chop 'em to bits because we like our hamburgers raw.

19) Jump like a fish, jump like a porpoise, all join hands and habeas corpus! (The Chad Mitchell Trio, "Lizzie Borden." —albionidaho)

20) There's sex and death and human grime in monochrome for one thin dime. At least the trains all run on time, but they don't go anywhere. (David J, "This Vicious Cabaret." —setsuled)

21) She's dying in the frost. I wonder what she cost me. (Robyn Hitchcock, "Madonna of the Wasps." —rushthatspeaks)

22) And physical love ain't so bad, either. ("All I Care About Is Love," Chicago. —coraline)

23) The green knight holds the holly bush to mark where the old year passes by. (Loreena McKennitt, "All Soul's Night." —tithenai)

24) But I believe that since my life began, the most I've had is just a talent to amuse. (Noel Coward, "If Love Were All." —chriscrick)

25) An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly. (Tori Amos, "Purple People." —setsuled and coraline)

The parting glass is dry and done

Tommy Makem!

What the fuck is this week?