“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
Boy, that Greek thing is going to get 'nil points'!
I just found the song title interesting..."Utopian land". And all that running, running, never stopping.... how was he supposed to "enjoy" his utopia?
____ The Masochism Tango ____I ache for the touch of your lips, dear, But much more for the touch of your whips, dear,You can raise welts like nobody elseAs we dance to the Masochism TangoLet our love be a flame not an emberSay it's me that you want to dismemberBlacken my eye, set fire to my tieAs we dance to the Masochism TangoAt your command, before you here I standMy heart is in my hand……eeeaalluchIt's here that I must beMy heart entreats, just hear those savage beatsAnd go put on your cleats,And come and trample me.Your heart is hard as stone or mahoganyThat's why I'm in such exquisite agonyMy soul is on fire; it's aflame with desireWhich is why I perspire when we tangoYou caught my nose in your left castanet, love, I can feel the pain yet, love,Every time I hear drumsAnd I envy the rose, that you held in your teeth, love,With the thorns underneath, loveSticking into your gumsYou eyes cast a spell that bewitchesThe last time I needed 20 stitchesTo sew up the gash you made with your lashAs we danced to the Masochism TangoBash in my brain, and make me scream with painThen kick me once againAnd say we'll never partI know too well, I'm underneath your spell,So, darling, if you smell something burning it's my heart….hic…excuse me…Take your cigarette from its holderAnd burn your initials in my shoulderFracture my spineAnd swear that you're mineAs we dance to the Masochism Tango. Olé!~ Tom Lehrer (1928 - ? )
_________ The Lord of the Dance __________I danced in the morning when the world was begunI danced in the Moon and the Stars and the SunI came down from Heaven and I danced on EarthAt Bethlehem I had my birth:Dance then, wherever you may beI am the Lord of the Dance, said He!And I'll lead you all, wherever you may beAnd I'll lead you all in the Dance, said He!(...lead you all in the Dance, said He!)I danced for the scribe and the phariseeBut they would not dance and they wouldn't follow meI danced for fishermen, for James and JohnThey came with me and the Dance went on:I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lameThe holy people said it was a shame!They whipped and they stripped and they hung me highAnd they left me there on a cross to die!I danced on a Friday when the sky turned blackIt's hard to dance with the devil on your backThey buried my body and they thought I'd goneBut I am the Dance and I still go on!They cut me down and I leapt up highI am the Life that'll never, never die!I'll live in you if you'll live in Me ––I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!~ Sydney Carter (1915-2004)
Keep on dancin'... ;)
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