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Best party from a song

Started by Icehaven, December 18, 2018, 08:33:42 PM

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Icehaven

Lionel Richie's "All Night Long" sounds like a bit of a do but the Beastie Boys "B Boys Makin' With The Freak Freak" sounds way more...interesting. What party from a song would you sack off work for?

No contest.

Got To Give It Up by Marvin Gaye

DukeDeMondo

Tim Wheeler's got some records on and a bottle of wine but, I dunno. Pishing down, like. Rain like never before. Dunno if I can be bothered.

Ooh I've got another one I love too - the Bar-Kays, Soul Finger.

colacentral

Gin and Juice:

QuoteMay I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma ain't home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

...

Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze

...

Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'

Only thing that slightly puts me off is that not everyone wants to chip in.

madhair60

I have been reliably informed that there ain't no party like an S Club Party.

Lordofthefiles

Our evening began in Peter Seychelle's comfortable study
In his new york townhouse
Where the candle light was just right
The hi-fi was in the background
And the wine was delicious

"What's the secret, Peter?"
"Naturally, I'll say it's the wine"
"Mmm, it does go well with the chicken"
"Delicious again, Peter"

gmoney

Quote from: colacentral on December 18, 2018, 09:48:45 PM
Gin and Juice:

Only thing that slightly puts me off is that not everyone wants to chip in.

This made me laugh a lot.

Brundle-Fly

Saturday Night Fish Fry - Louis Jordan

Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans
Then you can understand just what I mean
Now all through the week it's quiet as a mouse
But on Saturday night they go from house to house

You don't have to pay the usual admission
If you're a cook, or a waiter or a good musician
So if you happen to be just passin' by
Stop in at the Saturday night fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn

Now my buddy and me was on the main stem
Foolin' around just me and him
We decided we could use a little something to eat
So we went to a house on Rampart Street

We knocked on the door and it opened with ease
And a lush little miss said, "Come in, please"
And before we could even bat an eye
We were right in the middle of a big fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn

Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
And Sam was jivin' Jimmy's wife
And over in the corner was a beat up grand
Being played by a big fat piano man

Now, some of the chicks wore expensive frocks
Some of them had on bobbie socks
But everybody was nice and high
At this particular Saturday night fish fry

It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'til the break of dawn

Now my buddy and me we fell right in
And we hollered, "Let the joy begin!"
Now, we figured this was a good place to play
Cause the party was already underway

non capisco

Quote from: icehaven on December 18, 2018, 08:33:42 PM
Lionel Richie's "All Night Long"

The full title is "All Night Long (All Night)". Most winningly pointless brackets in song title history.

Norton Canes

Everybody here is out of sight
They don't bark and they don't bite
They keep things loose they keep it tight
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight

DrGreggles


Janie Jones

Probably Icehaven's avatar made me think of Echo and the Bunnyman's 'Villiers Terrace' which I've always thought sounds like quite a party but now I look, Ian never actually mentions a party, this could all be going on at 10am on a Tuesday and be the normal way of things:

"I've been up to villiers terrace
To see what's a-happening
There's people rolling 'round on the carpet
Mixing up the medicine
I've been up to villiers terrace
I saw what's a-happening
People rolling 'round on the carpet
Biting wool and pulling string
You said people rolled on carpet
But i never thought they'd do those things
I've been up to villiers terrace
I've been in a daze for days
I drank some of the medici-i-i-ine
And i didn't like the taste
I've been up to villiers terrace
I've been in a daze for days..."

So instead I will go for Joni Mitchell's more sedate party from 'California'

"I caught a plane to Spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue.
They said, how long can you hang around?
I said a week, maybe two
just until my skin turns brown
Then I'm going home to California..."

Jockice

House Party at Boothy's by Little Man Tate. Mainly because it's set on a road near where I live. I never got invited though. In fact it's approaching a decade since I actually went to a proper house party. You youngsters may scoff but it'll happen to you someday too.

Well I have got some information
No I don't know your name
There's a party going on at Boothy's house
1b Lyndgate Lane
So tell somebody, to tell somebody
To tell somebody new
Bring a crate and some wine
Oh and you'll be fine
Enough to see you through
Have a drink and have a cigarette
Drink and have a cigarette
Kiss then ask her name
But it doesn't seem right, it feels a little funny
Because her sister kissed the same
Well I sit in the chair next to the cd player
I talk to some kid who couldn't be much gayer
He's mates with his cousin, he's trying to lay her
While the best friend guards the door

Things don't seem to get much better
Scensters dance in their V-neck sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

Things are going well and it's quite an occasion
It's winner stays on on the Sony Playstation
Somebody's thrown up on the path
And Balco's passed out in the bath
Girl's sing to Kylie they try to look s***
I gave one my number I told her to text me
"My boyfriend's on his way he'll be here to collect me"
"If you're quick we can go upstairs"
Has anyone seen the phone
Cause I'm ordering pizza
Marie's at the door hand-in-hand with Anita
The boys gather round eager to greet her
She smiles and walks on by
There's bottles and cans all over the place
Nowhere to sleep there isn't space
I had a right good night in any case
Same again next time

Things can't seem to get much better
Scensters dance in their V-neck sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

PlanktonSideburns

The one that the b52s are crashing at the start of the second album

BlodwynPig

Quote from: Emotional Support Peacock on December 18, 2018, 09:20:09 PM
Ooh I've got another one I love too - the Bar-Kays, Soul Finger.

Yup. Bar-Kays live

Nowhere Man

This underrated Elvis tune of the 50s sounds like an absolutely mental party, "I've never kissed a goon, but I can shake a chicken in the middle of the room"?!

Elvis - (Let's Have a) Party

Some people like to rock
Some people like to roll
But movin' and a groovin'
Gonna satisfy my soul

Let's have a party (let's have a party), ooh
Let's have a party (let's have a party)
Send him to the store
Let's buy some more
And let's have a party tonight

I've never kissed a bear
I've never kissed a goon
But I can shake a chicken
In the middle of the room

Let's have a party (let's have a party), ooh
Let's have a party (let's have a party)
Send him to the store
Let's buy some more
And let's have a party tonight

Now Honky Tonky Joe
Is knockin' at the door
Bring him in and fill him up
And set him on the floor

Let's have a party (let's have a party), ooh
Let's have a party (let's have a party)
Send him to the store
Let's buy some more
And let's have a party tonight

The meat is on the stove
The bread is getting hot
Tell me pretty baby

Let's have a party (let's have a party), ooh
Let's have a party (let's have a party)
Send him to the store
Let's buy some more
And let's have a party tonight
We're going to have a party tonight

Endicott

Quote from: PlanktonSideburns on December 19, 2018, 07:10:43 AM
The one that the b52s are crashing at the start of the second album

Hey!

Party out of Bounds.

Surprise!
Party!
Yeah, we just thought we'd drop in!
Where's your icebox?
hey, where's the punch?
Ew, house-a-tosis!
Who's to blame when parties really get out of hand?
Who's to blame when they get poorly planned?
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoooo-ooooooooo
Crashers get bombed, slobs make a mess
You know sometimes they'll even ruin your wife's dress
Crashers getttin' bombed
Who's to blame?
Can you pull it back in line?
Can you salvage it in time?
What can you do to save a party?
Parcheesi, charades?
A spur-of-the-moment scavenger hunt
Or Queen of the Nile? (aah, who turned out the lights?)
Bombed, crashers gettin' bombed
Crashers gettin' bombed, bombed, bombed, bombed, now, who's to blame?
Who's to blame when situations degenerate?
Disgusting things you'd never anticipate?
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoooo-ooooooooo
People get sick, they play the wrong games
You know, it could ruin your name
Crashers gettin' bombed
Who's to blame?
Can you pull it back in line?
Can you salvage it in time?
Whooooooa!
It shouldn't be difficult!
Try not to condemn!
Okay, who ordered pizza?
I'll be tactful when making the rounds
Be tactful when making the rounds and maybe
You can save a party gone out of bounds (party gone out of bounds)
Party gone out of bounds (gone out of bounds)
Party gone out of bounds
Gone out of bounds

bgmnts

It's her party and she'll cry if she wants to.

Sounds like one of those melodramatic awkward social engagements where you could cut tension with a knife. I'm down with that.

gilbertharding

Quote from: Lordofthefiles on December 18, 2018, 10:45:05 PM
Our evening began in Peter Seychelle's comfortable study
In his new york townhouse
Where the candle light was just right
The hi-fi was in the background
And the wine was delicious

"What's the secret, Peter?"
"Naturally, I'll say it's the wine"
"Mmm, it does go well with the chicken"
"Delicious again, Peter"

"Shit, if this is gonna be that kind of party, I'm gonna stick my dick in the mashed potatoes!"

gilbertharding

Quote from: bgmnts on December 19, 2018, 10:23:37 AM
It's her party and she'll cry if she wants to.

Sounds like one of those melodramatic awkward social engagements where you could cut tension with a knife. I'm down with that.

You probably also like the sound of the party John Lennon's at in the song 'I don't want to spoil the party': "There's nothing for me here, so I will disappear. If she turns up while I'm gone please let me know."

I first heard it when I was about 12. If I'd known then how accurately the lyrics would encapsulate the next 15 years of my social life I might not have bothered ever leaving the house.

Jerzy Bondov

Hi guys here's tonight's itinerary, see you there ;-)

19:00 - Show
22:00 - After party
01:00 - Hotel lobby
04:00 (approx) - Clear the lobby

Jockice

Quote from: Jockice on December 19, 2018, 05:47:37 AM
House Party at Boothy's by Little Man Tate. Mainly because it's set on a road near where I live. I never got invited though. In fact it's approaching a decade since I actually went to a proper house party. You youngsters may scoff but it'll happen to you someday too.

Well I have got some information
No I don't know your name
There's a party going on at Boothy's house
1b Lyndgate Lane
So tell somebody, to tell somebody
To tell somebody new
Bring a crate and some wine
Oh and you'll be fine
Enough to see you through
Have a drink and have a cigarette
Drink and have a cigarette
Kiss then ask her name
But it doesn't seem right, it feels a little funny
Because her sister kissed the same
Well I sit in the chair next to the cd player
I talk to some kid who couldn't be much gayer
He's mates with his cousin, he's trying to lay her
While the best friend guards the door

Things don't seem to get much better
Scensters dance in their V-neck sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

Things are going well and it's quite an occasion
It's winner stays on on the Sony Playstation
Somebody's thrown up on the path
And Balco's passed out in the bath
Girl's sing to Kylie they try to look s***
I gave one my number I told her to text me
"My boyfriend's on his way he'll be here to collect me"
"If you're quick we can go upstairs"
Has anyone seen the phone
Cause I'm ordering pizza
Marie's at the door hand-in-hand with Anita
The boys gather round eager to greet her
She smiles and walks on by
There's bottles and cans all over the place
Nowhere to sleep there isn't space
I had a right good night in any case
Same again next time

Things can't seem to get much better
Scensters dance in their V-neck sweaters
These four walls won't forget tonight
Won't forget tonight

Just actually read this. It should be Lydgate rather than Lyndgate Lane. And why is the word 'sexy' considered so shocking that it has to be in asterisks?

Crabwalk

Quote from: Endicott on December 19, 2018, 10:15:45 AM
Party out of Bounds.

Surprise!
Party!
Yeah, we just thought we'd drop in!
Where's your icebox?
hey, where's the punch?
Ew, house-a-tosis!
Who's to blame when parties really get out of hand?
Who's to blame when they get poorly planned?
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoooo-ooooooooo

This came to mind too. Not sure if it sounds like the most fun party, but it is one of my favourite openings to any album ever.

SteveDave

Baz's Party

I feel really great right now
The cider flows, the music's loud
I know that this is going to be
A really really groovy party

All the boys've got brightly colored shirts
And all the girls are in mini-skirts
Each hoping she's the sexiest
We're hoping eyes sta-prest, stay pressed

It's only 8 o'clock and so
The girls are dancing on their own
We sit scoff crisps and eye them up
We all think we're dead grown up

I'm drinking as fast as i can
While we all sing "Telegram Sam"
And now the boys are dancing too
The silly dance that skinheads do

The air gets hot as we dance near
Now inhibitions disappear
Oh we are young and full of fun
A game of postman's knock's begun

Eventually we pair off
And I go with Belinda Clough
I say these aren't very comfy chairs
So why don't we go and sit on the stairs

She says "Oh non we're sitting here
I mustn't leave my friend Maria
She's sitting over there alone
And i can't leave her on her own"

The night wears on someone is sick
Belinda she knows every trick
I say I love her she replies
"No you don't so stop telling lies

Listen you better not go to far
And stop trying to undo my bra
Keep your hands off you romeo
Maria is it time to go?"

Now they've all gone and there's just me
And i'm flat out on the settee
There's a boy puking up in the lavatory
His name's Baz, it's his party

Dee dee dee, dee-dee dee dee
I am young and i am free

I had to correct loads of that ^ Thanks internet.

Jockice

Quote from: SteveDave on December 19, 2018, 10:58:53 AM
Baz's Party

I feel really great right now
The cider flows, the music's loud
I know that this is going to be
A really really groovy party

All the boys've got brightly colored shirts
And all the girls are in mini-skirts
Each hoping she's the sexiest
We're hoping eyes sta-prest, stay pressed

It's only 8 o'clock and so
The girls are dancing on their own
We sit scoff crisps and eye them up
We all think we're dead grown up

I'm drinking as fast as i can
While we all sing "Telegram Sam"
And now the boys are dancing too
The silly dance that skinheads do

The air gets hot as we dance near
Now inhibitions disappear
Oh we are young and full of fun
A game of postman's knock's begun

Eventually we pair off
And I go with Belinda Clough
I say these aren't very comfy chairs
So why don't we go and sit on the stairs

She says "Oh non we're sitting here
I mustn't leave my friend Maria
She's sitting over there alone
And i can't leave her on her own"

The night wears on someone is sick
Belinda she knows every trick
I say I love her she replies
"No you don't so stop telling lies

Listen you better not go to far
And stop trying to undo my bra
Keep your hands off you romeo
Maria is it time to go?"

Now they've all gone and there's just me
And i'm flat out on the settee
There's a boy puking up in the lavatory
His name's Baz, it's his party

Dee dee dee, dee-dee dee dee
I am young and i am free

I had to correct loads of that ^ Thanks internet.

A cracker!

Jockice

On the subject of bands from Sheffield naming specific locations, there's this beauty.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQGw8p4K8TI with these lyrics, which I think sum up how shitty adult 'house parties' are. As Jarvis pointed out at the time, children should have their own events, not invade ours. Another internet lyrical cock-up though. It should be 'necks' not 'legs.'

There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs
No one knows who made it or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their legs
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered you'd call it a success
You wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh...
He's an architect and such a lovely guy
And he'll stay with you until the day you die
And he'll give you everything you could desire
Oh well almost everything everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women
Rolling trolleys down the road
Back to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.

Incidentally, I believe that party was in London. There is no Lyndhurst Grove in Sheffield. There's a Lyndhurst Road though. I used to do my paper round on it. And I'm heading there in about an hour for a clinic appointment. So now you know.

Quote from: madhair60 on December 18, 2018, 10:07:51 PM
I have been reliably informed that there ain't no party like an S Club Party.

I'm sorry, this is incorrect.
The Love Shack - that's where it's at.


fucking ponderous

The one from Life During Wartime. Unless it ain't no party in which case my plans for Saturday night are fucked.