Ladyhawke - My delirium

Много обичам анимационни клипове. И понеже този го пускат всяка сутрин докато закусвам, взех, че запомних и песента. Приятна певица, приятен текст, приятно нарисувано като с водни бои.

Late night, Waiting by the phone
Tonight waiting for an answer
Heartbeat drumming double time
I need one more chance to be near you

Still hanging on (for what)
Cant operate (fired up)
I wont eat and I won't sleep for you yeah
No rest till I (get through)
'Coz Im holding out (for you)
Am I the only one whos insane

Hey youre playing with my delirium
And the longer I wait the harder Im gonna fall
Stop playing with my delirium
'Coz Im outta my head and outta my self control

Still here in this quiet room
Deep in delusion sending me over
Outside watch the world go by
Inside time stands still as I wonder

Still hanging on (for what)
Cant operate (fired up)
I wont eat and I won't sleep for you yeah
No rest till I (get through)
'Coz Im holding out (for you)
Am I the only one whos insane

Hey Youre playing with my delirium
And the longer I wait the harder Im gonna fall
Stop playing with my delirium
'Coz Im outta my head and outta my self control

(I wont eat and I won't sleep for you yeah)

Hey Youre playing with my delirium
And the longer I wait the harder Im gonna fall
Stop playing with my delirium
'Coz Im outta my head and outta my self control
Hey Youre playing with my delirium
And the longer I wait the harder Im gonna fall
Stop playing with my delirium
'Coz Im outta my head and outta my self control

Three Little Bops

Released: 5 January 1957
Directed by: Friz Freleng
Produced by: Warner Bros
Animation: Gerry Chiniquy and Bob Matz
Story: Warren Foster
Music: Shorty Rogers
Vocal: Stan Freberg

Иронията е, че прасетата (Шорти Роджърс и неговият бенд) всъщност изобщо не свирят боп, а по-скоро уест коуст суинг или буги. Това, което ги доближава до "елитарния" би-боп е собствената представа на режисьора каква би трябвало да е развлекателната музика за елита - да привлича публиката, а не да я отчуждава, хората да участват, да подвикват и танцуват. Много любима гледка ми е как цялата тълпа скача като монолитно блокче.:)

Lyrics:
Remember the story of the 3 little pigs
One played a pipe and the other danced gigs
The 3 little pigs are still around
But are playing music with the modern sound
3 little pigs were in the groove
Everything was running smooth
The pigs were due for a big surprise
For the wolf appeared with red rimmed eyes
Oo you cool, oo you cool, oo you cool man cool
Well sho he was friendly he shook their hands
Announced he was joining up with the band
Instead of starting an argument
A 1 and a 2 and away they went
The 3 little pigs were really gassed
They’d never heard such a corny blast
We’ve played in the west
We’ve played in the east
We’ve heard the most, but you’re the least
Well the big bad wolf was really mad
He wanted to play music and wanted to play bad
They stopped me before I could go to town
so I’ll huff and puff and blow their house down
The house of straw was blown away
The pigs had to find another place to play
Dew Drop Inn the house of sticks
3 little pigs were giving out licks
Well the piano playing pig was swinging like a gate
Doing the Libarace on the 88
(I wish my brother George was here)
The 3 little pigs were having a ball
When the big bad wolf he entered the hall
The big bad wolf he sat right down
C’mon cats we’re going to town
From the crowd came an angry shout
Stop the music throw the square out
the Big Bad Wolf was really sore
If they’re going to get tough I’ll give them more
They don’t know talent in this here town
I’ll huff and I’ll puff and blow the place down
Dew Drop Inn did drop down
The 3 little pigs crawled out of the rubble
This big bad wolf gives us nothing but trouble
We won’t be bothered by his windy tricks
The next place we play must be made of bricks
Sturdy place this house of bricks
Built in 1776
High class place with the high class crowd
Sign on the door no wolves allowed
The wolf was sore and fit to be tied
He was sworn and determined to get inside
He huffed and puffed at the house of bricks
But the bricks are stronger than straw or sticks
He huffed and puffed and bleeped and blooped
And at 10:00 was completely pooped
When all of the sudden came a ray of hope
I could disguise myself, boy what a dope
Well the big bad wolf took it all in stride
He figured out the way to get inside
I’ll show those pigs that I’m not stuck
If I can’t blow it down I’ll blow it up
Well the big bad wolf was really gone
And with him went his corny horn
Went out of this world with out a trace
Didn’t go to heaven it was the other place
The big bad wolf he learned the rule
You’ve got to get hot to play real cool