Song riffs , redux

[eponym]

Been years. Long C. and other family matters. Could not sleep tonight. Every song I thought of had paraphrase potential pending pertinent perusal. Be warned.
Lyrics follow.

 

[eponym]

[With apologies to Sir Paul . . . but these things really write themselves, especially for anyone who has experienced a serious dark nark at depth]

When I find myself in silted rubble
Narcosis dreams they come to me
Speaking words of training
Just you breathe.
And in my hour of darkness bailout bottles stand in front of me
Giving lots of deco
Let me breathe.

Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Try to slow your breathing
Let it be

When all the narco-laden people
Diving in this wreck go free, there will be an answer
Let them breathe.

Although they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
Their long-lost buddy
Let them breathe

Let me breathe
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, yeah
Let it be
There will be an exit
Let me breathe
Oh, let me breathe
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be

Linger as you deco
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, yeah
Let it be
You'll get to the surface
Let it be

And when the wreck is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until the recharge
Let it be

I swim up to the sound of bubbles
My tenders come to comfort me
There will be no sorrow
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Lett be

There will be narcosis
Let it be
Let it be
Yeah, Let it be
Yeah, let it be

Take me to the chamber
Let it be
Yes

 

[eponym]

Next up: "Can't You See" with apologies to the Marshall Tucker Band . . .

I'm gonna take a night dive
Down at the cavern, Lord
I don't care how it goes
Gonna dive so deeply
They won't know where I am.
I'll jump in, nobody gonna know

I can't see, whoa, I can't see
What that narco, Lord, it's been doin' to me
Can't you see
What that narco, she been doin' to me

I'm gonna find me
A hole in the cave
I'm gonna crawl inside, might die
'Cause my buddy, now
A mean ol' woman, Lord
Never told me goodbye

Can't you see, oh, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she done silted up for me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman, Lord, she been out-finning me

I'm gonna use my tanks, now
As far as I can
Ain't a-never comin' back
Swim somewhat southbound
All the way to the guide lines
Till the lines, they run out of cookies.

Can't you see, oh, can't you see
What my buddy, Lord, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me

[etc. until gas runs out]

 

[eponym]

And Ms. Lauper made some great riffables, for instance "Dive After Dive". Too easy. instead, how about "Night Moves"?

I was a little too cold, could've used some more neo
Tight pants points, not thermally endowed
She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points of her own, sittin' way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the breakers where the waves grew heavy
Down in the chasm where everything was pretty
Workin' on dive plans without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some front page dive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
Umm, in the sweet summertime
We weren't good buddies, oh no, far from it
We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit
We were just young and restless and bored
Livin' by the sword
And we'd steal away every chance we could
To the dive site, the beach, or the deepest hoods
I buddied her, she buddied me but neither one cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night dives
Tryin' to lose the awkward newbie glides
Workin' on our night dives
Mmm, and it was summertime
Mmm, sweet, summertime, summertime
Oh, wonderin'
Felt the lightning, yeah
And I waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder
I got out as soon as I heard the thunder
How far off I sat and wondered?
Started hummin' a phrase from SDI
Ain't it funny with the night dives?
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night dives
With silting closin' in

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[eponym]

Shall we do another? How about "Gold Dust Woman"? Always liked me some BritPop.

Dive on, gold reg woman
Take your last air tank and dig your grave
Narco challenge
Pick your path and I'll pray
Rise up at the ending
See your sunrise, breathe it all down
Lousy buddies pick their prey
But they never cry out loud, cry out , , ,

Well, did she make you rush
Make you fin down
Shatter your illusions of love?
And is it over now, do you know how?
To pick up your deco tank and go home

Rock on, ancient queen
Follow those who pale in your shadow
Narco makes bad lovers
You better put your kingdom up for sale
Up for sale

Well, did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love?
And is it over now, do you know how?
Pick up the pieces and go home

But did she make you swim
Make you swim hard
Shatter your illusions of buds?

And now tell me, is it over now?
Do you know how to pick up the deco tanks
And go home? Go home, go home

Pale shadow of a woman
Black widow
Pale shadow of a dragon
Dust woman
Pale shadow of a woman
Black widow
Pale shadow, she's a dragon
Gold Dust Woman
Woman, woman

 

[eponym]

Angie, if you're still there in the pacific northwest, know that I love you still.

Angie, Angie,
When will this dustcloud disappear?
Angie, Angie,
Where will it lead us from here?
With no nitrox in our souls
And no trimix on our backs
You can't say we're satisfied
Angie, Angie
You can't say we never tried

Angie, you're beautiful, yeah
But ain't it time we swam away?
Angie, I still love you
Remember all those dives we tried?

All the dives we held so close
Seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here

Oh, Angie, don't you weep
Oh, your bubbles still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes

But Angie, Angie
Ain't it time we said goodbye?

With no trimix in our tanks
And no way out of these planks
You can't say we're satisfied

Angie, I still love you, baby
Everywhere I look, I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on, baby, dry your eyes
Angie, Angie
Ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie
They can't say we never tried

 

[eponym]

Thank you for your kudos. What about another which kept me up all night? (apalogies to sir Parul)

Try to dive it my way,
Do I have to keep on finning till l I can't go on?
While you dive it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our buddies may be gone.
We can swim it out,
We can fin it out.
Think of what you're saying.
You can get it wrong and still you think that it's alright.
Think of what I'm saying,
We can work it out and get it straight, or say good night.
We can swim it out,
We can breathe it out.

Dive are very short, and there's no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again.

Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am have gas enough for both.
While you see it your way
There's a chance that we may swim apart before too long.
We can swim it out,
We can breathe it out.
Dives are very short, and there's no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again.

Try to swim it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong.
While you see it your way
There's a chance that we may fall apart before too long.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.



Dives are

 

[eponym]

Oh, crikey, why not another? Eric, I love you and I love your ouvre.I saw you perform in London in a small cave venue. That being said . . .

f you want to go deep, you've gotta take some mix, nitrox
If you want to get down, down on the ground, trimix
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie
Trimix.

If you get silted up. you want to find them lines, cookies
When your tank is done, and you want to run, trimix
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie
Trimiix

If your dive is done,, and you want to go up, deco
Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back, deco
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie
Deco
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie
Deco

 

[eponym]

Hallelujah! With all thanks to leonard cohen, e.g.


Now I’ve heard there was a secret cave
That David dived and it eased his pain
But you don’t really care for scuba, do you?

It goes like this, the reg, the mask
The long inhales, the long swims back
The brand-new caver attempting hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your breath was slow but you couldn’t nav
You thought you saw a quick way back
The cavern light was only an illusion

I tried to give you the caving line
You finned up silt, you crapped the dive
And we watched you as you recited Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, maybe there’s another dive
As for me, I can’t watch them die
I can’t be liable just ‘cause I outbreathed you
But it’s not a crime to swim to the light
It’s someone’s son or husband tonight
Who inspires a cold and very broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, people, I’m not teaching now
I know the risks, I know the how
Of sites I used to dive before I trained you
And I’ve seen the flowers on the strand
But diving, love, is not that grand
It’s a cold and it’s a wet and dark delusion
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You should have said when your air was low
We could have made a deco blow
But you never showed your gauge to me, no, did ya?
And though helium helped in your tank too
The dark narc it was moving you
Then every single priceless breath we drew was
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Now I laid the lines, I mucked it up
I couldn’t see so I tried to touch
I found my way out, but not just to accuse you

And even though it all went sour
I can’t blame silt or tidal hour
I stand before my judge without illusion
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah