Blog-Ed

Crap, my blog's gone boring!

Sorry folks, just been reading my blog and it ain't like the good old days is it? Arse. Well if you hadn't like guessed that's 'cause my stimulus for blog posts is miles away :)

How about a moan? Similar to the `backtick' one. This time is a misheard lyrics thing that's really really starting to piss me off.

Oh place your hands, on my hope,
Run your fingers through my soul,
And the way that I feel right now,
Oh Lord it may go.

So place your hands, on my hope,
Run your fingers through my soul,
And the way that we feel right now,
Oh Lord it may go.

Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.

You know you cannot hide, from what's inside,
You know you cannot hide, from what's inside.
So I ask of you to help me through,
I ask of you this thing to do.

Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.

So lay me down, for a while,
Join my body with my mind,
And I cried at the Common One,
For weeks aft' he died.

Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.
Put your hands on, put your hands on.

And the way that we feel right now,
Oh Lord it may go

Reef - Place your Hands

I challenge you to count the time the word 'up' is mentioned. Good. Now stop singing the word (and putting your hands 'up') when you hear the song in a frigging nightclub.

"Reef - Put your hands up". Just adding a bit of search engine bait so I can educate the masses ;-)