Sunday, August 29, 2010

The lyrics of "Tonight We Fly" by The Divine Comedy


Tonight We Fly 
Over the houses
The streets and the trees
Over the dogs down below
They’ll bark at our shadows
As we float by on the breeze

Tonight we fly
Over the chimney tops
Skylights and slates -
Looking into all your lives
And wondering why
Happiness is so hard to find

Over the doctor, over the soldier
Over the farmer, over the poacher
Over the preacher, over the gambler
Over the teacher, over the writer
Over the lawyer, over the dancer
Over the voyeur,over the builder and the destroyer,
Over the hills and far away

Tonight we fly
Over the mountains
The beach and the sea
Over the friends that we’ve known
And those that we now know
And those who we’ve yet to meet

And when we die
Oh, will we be
That disappointed
Or sad
If heaven doesn’t exist
What will we have missed
This life is the best we’ve ever had

The lyrics of "Booklovers" by The Divine Comedy


"this book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness
as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence...
makes no difference... 
whatever are you doing? "

Aphra benn: hello
Cervantes: donkey
Daniel defoe: to christen the day!
Samuel richardson: hello
Henry fielding: tittle-tattle tittle-tattle...
Lawrence sterne: hello
Mary wolstencraft: vindicated!
Jane austen: here I am!
Sir walter scott: we’re all doomed!
Leo tolstoy: yes!
Honoré de balzac: oui...
Edgar allen poe: aaaarrrggghhhh!
Charlotte brontë: hello...
Emily brontë: hello...
Anne brontë: hellooo..? 
Nikolai gogol: vas chi
Gustav flaubert: oui
William makepeace thackeray: call me ’william makepeace thackeray’
Nathaniel hawthorne: the letter ’a’
Herman melville: ahoy there!
Charles dickens: london is so beautiful this time of year...
Anthony trollope: good-good-good-good evening!
Fyodor dostoevsky: here come the sleepers...
Mark twain: I can’t even spell ’mississippi’!
George eliot: george reads german
Emile zola: j’accuse
Henry james: howdy miss wharton!
Thomas hardy: ooo-arrr!
Joseph conrad: I’m a bloody boring writer...
Katherine mansfield: [cough cough]
Edith wharton: well hello, mr james!
Dh lawrence: never heard of it
Em forster: never heard of it!

Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say ’yesterday’s dead & gone - I
want to live today’

James joyce: hello there!
Virginia woolf: I’m losing my mind!
Marcel proust: je me’en souviens plus
F scott fitzgerald: baa bababa baa
Ernest hemingway: I forgot the....
Hermann hesse: oh es ist alle so häßlich
Evelyn waugh: whoooaarr!
William faulkner: tu connait william faulkner? 
Anaïs nin: the strand of pearls
Ford maddox ford: any colour, as long as it’s black!
Jean-paul sartre: let’s go to the dome, simone!
Simone de beauvoir: c’est exact present
Albert camus: the beach... the beach
Franz kafka: what do you want from me? !
Thomas mann: mam
Graham greene: call me ’pinky’, lovely
Jack kerouac: me car’s broken down...
William s burroughs: wowwww!

Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say ’yesterday’s dead & gone - I
want to live today’

Kingsley amis: [cough]
Doris lessing: I hate men!
Vladimir nabokov: hello, little girl...
William golding: achtung busby!
Jg ballard: instrument binnacle
Richard brautigan: how are you doing? 
Milan kundera: I don’t do interviews
Ivy compton burnett: hello...
Paul theroux: have a nice day!
G¨¹nter grass: I’ve found snails!
Gore vidal: oh, it makes me mad!
John updike: run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run...
Kazuro ishiguro: ah so, old chap!
Malcolm bradbury: stroke john steinbeck, stroke jd salinger
Iain banks: too orangey for crows!
As byatt: nine tenths of the law, you know...
Martin amis: [burp]
Brett easton ellis: aaaaarrrggghhh!
Umberto eco: I don’t understand this either...
Gabriel garcia marquez: mi casa es su casa
Roddy doyle: ha ha ha!
Salman rushdie: names will live forever...

Oh let's just watch the whole film - Love and Death by Woody Allen

2 moments of genius from Woody Allen's "Love and Death"