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Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx DigiTrad: ADMIRAL AND ENLISTED MEN SEXCAMEL Related thread: Lyr Req: Foam on the neck of the bottle (6) |
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Subject: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: Downeast Bob Date: 25 Aug 00 - 11:24 PM I'm looking for some additional verses, if they exist,to a song that includes these lines: The sexual desires of the cam-u-el Are greater than anyone thinks. One Night in a moment of passion, He tried to deflower the Sphynx. But the Sphynx's posterior orifice Was clogged by the sands of the Nile; Which accounts for the hump on the cam-u-el And the Sphynx's inscrewtable smile. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: Brendy Date: 25 Aug 00 - 11:28 PM It's in the DT, Bob B. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: Downeast Bob Date: 25 Aug 00 - 11:36 PM Thanks Brandy! I can't figure out why my search didn't work. |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE SEXUAL LIFE OF THE CAMEL From: Ferrara Date: 26 Aug 00 - 02:30 AM Sigh... The folk process at work. At GWU in the 60's we sang it like this:
The sexual life of the camel
Now the Sphinx's posterior regions Tune was same as "The Dying Aviator." I'm sure it has an older and more legitimate name but never learned what it is. It occurs to me I should post the Dying Aviator. Will start a new thread. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: Snuffy Date: 26 Aug 00 - 05:14 AM The tune is the Eton Boating Song. I know a few verses, but I'll check out what's already in the DT first. Wassail! V |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: kendall Date: 26 Aug 00 - 08:08 AM Oscar Brand did a recording of this one years ago. I know it, but seldom get to sing it anymore. |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE SEXUAL LIFE OF A CAMEL (Oscar Brand) From: Mark Clark Date: 26 Aug 00 - 02:23 PM As I recall Oscar Brand's version, it was a combination of a sea chantey and the horny camel lyrics. I don't know if Brand's version was collected by him or whether he just put things together and made it up.
The enlisted men ride in a motorboat,
Chorus:
The enlisted men ride in a motor launch, (chorus)
The enlisted men sleep in a hammock, (chorus}
Now the sexual life of a camel,
Now the sphinx's posterior region, (chorus)
Hope that helps, - Mark
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Subject: Sexual Drive of the Camel - All Queers Together^^^ From: Snuffy Date: 26 Aug 00 - 05:58 PM Here's all I can remeber from 35 years back (definitely non-PC then). I couldn't find the Eton Boating Song in the DT, so here's the tune as well. ALL QUEERS TOGETHER The sexual drive of the camel Is greater than anyone thinks. At the height of the mating season It tries to buggerer the Sphinx. But the Sphynx's posterior passage Is clogged by the sands of the Nile; Which accounts for the hump on the camel And the Sphynx's inscrutable smile. CHORUS For we're all queers together, Excuse us while we go upstairs, Yes we're all queers together, That's why we go round in pairs. I went for a ride on a choo-choo T'was crowded, so I had to stand. A little boy offered me his seat, So I felt it with my hand. My name is Cecil I live in Leicester Square With --------- (forgotten this line) And flowers in my hair. MIDI file: SEXCAML2.MID Timebase: 480 Tempo: 160 (375000 microsec/crotchet) This program is worth the effort of learning it. To download the March 10 MIDItext 98 software and get instructions on how to use it click here ABC format: X:1 |
Subject: Sexual Life of the Camel - All Queers Together^^^ From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Sep 01 - 12:54 AM I'm not likely to sing a song like this, but I found it here (click) in the course of looking for "My Name Is Clarence" - which I'm not likely to sing, either. -Joe Offer- THE SEXUAL LIFE OF THE CAMEL ---------------------------- (Tune: Eton Boating Song) Some alternative lines are marked by '*'' OPTIONAL CHORUS: And we'll all pull together Our bollocks between our knees Yes we'll all pull together And do as we fucking well please ALTERNATIVE CHORUS: Singin' rub titty titty rub titty titty titty rub titty rub titty rub rub titty rub titty yea. Singin' rub titty titty rub titty titty titty rub titty rub titty rub The assholes are here to stay ALTERNATIVE CHORUS 2: We're all queers together, Excuse us while we go upstairs, IN PAIRS!. We're all queers together, And nobody bloody well cares. The sexual life of the camel, Is stranger than anyone thinks, At the height of the mating season, *He tries to bugger the sphynx, *But the sphynx's posterior sphincter, *Is clogged up by the sands of the Nile, Which accounts for the hump on the camel, And the sphynx's inscrutable smile. (*He tries to get rove up the sphynx,) (*But the sphynx, by the wisdom of Allah,) (*Stuffs its arse with the sands of the Nile,) The carnal desires of the camel Are stranger than anyone thinks, For this passionate but perverted mammal Has designs on the hole of the Sphinx, But this deep and alluring depression Is oft clogged by the sands of the Nile, Which accounts for the camel's expression And the Sphinx's inscrutable smile. The sexual life of the ostrich, Is hard to understand, We know this remarkable creature, Will bury his head in the sand. *And if another ostrich finds it, *Standing there with its ass in the air, *Does it have the urge to grind, *Or doesn't it bloody-well care? (*When another one comes up behind it,) (*And sees his great ass in the air,) (*Does he up with his chopper and grind it,) (*Or doesn't he fucking well care?) (*He wonder's if it's male or female, *) (*and says "What the fuck do I care?!?" *) The sexual life of the elephant, Sounds like a bureaucratic nightmare, With lots of roaring and screaming, In order to get anywhere, It's all done at a very high level, With two years to get a result, Any mating's a huge undertaking, 'Twixt two parties who rarely consult. The sexual life of a bullfrog Is understood by some, At the height of the mating season He crawls up the arse of his chum. But this vile orifice is horrible And filled with foul gases and slime, Which accounts for his croak And why he says "ugh" all the time. In the process of syphilization, From the anthropoid ape down to man, It is generally held that the Navy, Has buggered whatever it can, Yet recent extensive researches, By Darwin and Huxley and Hall, Conclusively prove that the hedgehog, Has never been buggered at all. We therefore believe our conclusion, Is incontrovertibly shown, That comparative safety on shipboard, Is enjoyed by the hedgehog alone, Why haven't they done it a Spithead, As they've done it at Harvard and Yale, And also at Oxford and Cambridge, By shaving the spines off its tail! But theorems were meant to be broken As in the postulate written above, Regarding the plight of the hedgehog And the boundaries of sexual love. For a crafty ol' naval bugger Left his memoirs to Harvard and Yale, Simply stating the fact that the hedgehog Can be buggered by shaving his tail. So come on all you sailors, To the occasion rise, Just grab yourself a hedgehog, And give it a real surprise, The following simple instructions, Will ensure that you do not fail, Simply ream out its ass with a hose pipe, And shave the spines off his tail. ALL QUEERS TOGETHER (Often sung as part of The Sexual Life of the Camel) My name, I shall tell you, is Cecil, I cum from Leicester Square, I walk down Piccadilly, With flowers in my hair, For we're all queers together, That's why we go around in pairs, For we're all queers together, Now excuse us while we go upstairs. I went for a ride on a choo-choo, And found I had to stand, A little boy offered me his seat, So I went for it with my hand, For we're all queers together, That's why we go around in pairs, For we're all queers together, Now excuse us while we go upstairs. Oh what do you want said the waiter, Pensively picking his nose, Two hard boiled eggs you old bastard, You can't stick your fingers in those. For we're all queers together, That's why we go around in pairs, For we're all queers together, Now excuse us while we go upstairs. Oh my name is Basil, And my friend's name is Bond, We're always seen together, They call us Basildon-Bond, For we're all queers together, That's why we go around in pairs, For we're all queers together, Now excuse us while we go upstairs. It was Christmas Eve in the harem The eunuchs all standing there, Watching the dusky maidens, Combing their pubic hair. When along came Father Christmas, Striding down the marble halls, When he asked what they wanted for Christmas, The eunuchs all answered, "Balls!" Oh, the old men were having a birthday, Standing in line at the bar, Thinking about the old times, Thinking back ever so far. When along came a comely maiden, By Christ, she was so fair, When she asked what they'd like for their birthday, The old men all shouted, "Hair!" Me daddy drives a motorcar, Me mother rides a bike. Me and me brother we hate each other So I masturbate on his trike. My name is Bruce you know me, I live in Leicster Square, With a pair of open toed sandals And a gardenia in me hair. Me father fucks me mother, Me father fucks him back. And when he's done with her He comes and rams it up me crack. I went to sell me motorcar, Expecting much the worst. He asked me for my bottom price, I said lets talk about me motorcar first. This morn' I went to my tailor. He said, "What can I do for you Jack?" I said, "A pair of velvet trousers With the zipper up the back.!" |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Horny camel / inscrutable Sphynx From: and e Date: 07 Jun 23 - 07:24 AM Hedgehog Song Pg 236, from The Canfield Collection, [c1927]. A localized merged song from Williams College. I assume that the tune is also the Eton Boating Song. See online here: https://archive.org/details/1926canfieldcollection/page/n235/mode/2up |
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