(Take me back to) Honolulu
I won a ticket at my local karaoke show
I’m so excited and I feel I really wanna go
I’ve got nobody sitting with me on the aeroplane
I would invite you, but you’re hanging with that boy again
I’ll think about you as I’m lyin’ there upon the beach
All my romantic notions dropped securely out of reach
You will be sorry as I watch Waikiki moon arise
Not that you’ll know it, but you’ll probably just catch the vibes
He’s gonna drop you when he sees that you’re in love with me
Then you will know the place that you will really want to be
Upon the beach next to the boy whose love you really crave
Your song will come to me upon the crest of ocean waves
“Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I’m goin’ there with you
That’s all I really want to do
Ooh-wah-ooh
Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I’m goin’ there with you”
The streets are really wide and everybody’s got a car
But we don’t need one ’cause we’re not gonna be going far
That’s why I bought for you this really groovy bicycle
When you are riding it I’m thinking you’re so beautiful
Beneath your helmet you are looking really very cute
You gotta wear it to protect yourself from falling fruit
We kiss and cuddle underneath the Frangipani tree
I bet them surfer boys are really gonna envy me
They’re hangin’ 10 and doing all the things that surfers do
I don’t know what it is ’cause I’m too busy loving you
And while the little birds are singin’ us a symphony
My favourite tune is still that little song you sang to me
“Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I’m goin’ there with you
That’s all I really want to do
Ooh-wah-ooh
Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I’m goin’ there with you”
“Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I’m goin’ there with you
With you
With you
With you…”
– Music and lyrics © Ffredi Blino
Roken in de Kamer
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden – Daddy!
We vragen u enkele ogenblikken te wachten in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
He’s setting fire to the Gideons’ Bible
And de Roken in de Kamer is verboden
OJ Kryptic, he’s really gone ballistic
His mama writes the words and Haroldo does the music
He throws the little guys up over his shoulder
Dros ben llestri but he’s 20 years older
Wǒmen dōu shì fēicháng hǎo péngyǒumen in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
He’s blowing lines off the Chinese Bible
And de Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Roken in de Kamer is for real
It’s just the way you feel
Ffredi Blino, he doesn’t get a look-in
Mae o yn y gegin and he’s Ffredi-steady cooking
He’s got the cheese board, ’67 Flying V
But the Kows are coming home to me
We vragen u enkele ogenblikken te wachten in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
You just gotta watch your language in de Kamer
And be nice to the Kameraman
Roken in de Kamer is for real
So just adjust the way you feel
L’ami de Jacques Renard, he’s not even in existence!
His existential crisis is covering the distance
Measured in galactic units in the sky
Divided by the square root of Pi
Sponge is soaking up the flood and Gideon’s out the window
It used to feel so Kryptic, now it’s just apocalyptic
Now here comes Jimi with the pink-headed ladies
Roken in de Kamer tonight
Roken in de Kamer is for real
It’s just the way you feel
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden – Daddy!
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is goed.
– Music and lyrics © Ffredi Blino
Dwwwi (Tune IV)
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Mae ‘na ji-binc ar y tŷ pinc
Mae ‘na do bach ar y tŷ bach
Mae ‘na bobl ar y byncws yn dawnsio i’r tiwnau fi
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Dw i wedi blino ar yr hen ddaioni
Dyna fy nghariad – hei Myndi! Sut wyt ti?
Dyma cariad, o’r enw – Myndi Gwely
(Ie, dawnsiwch Myndi!)
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – dwwwi!
– Music and lyrics © Ffredi Blino
Dwwwi – English Translation*
*note – there’s no English recording of this song, it’s just for reference.
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
There’s a chaffinch on the pink house
There’s a little roof on the outhouse
There are people on the bunkhouse dancing to my tunes
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
Ffredi Blino
I’m tired of that old goodness
There’s my girlfriend – hey Myndi! How are you?
Here is love, her name is – Myndi Gwely**
(Yeah, dance, Myndi!)
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino – I am!
**(mynd i gwely = go to bed)
– Translation © Ffredi Blino
Comfort Zone
When you get those ideas about drinking beers
And plugging in guitars, and shaking down your mortal fears
Well you might live in a hole that’s too cold for rock’n’roll
But don’t be too dumb to let it show
Go find your Comfort Zone, don’t feel all alone
Your face is your own spatial home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, don’t you be all alone
Your life is worth more than a new ringtone
When you smash up your phone, you get a new phone
And it’s never just right and you’re out of action for a week
Just take your sweet time, you fall back into line
You’re the perfect dissatisfied consumerist freak
Go find your Comfort Zone, don’t feel all alone
Your face is your own spatial home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, don’t you be all alone
Your life is worth more than a brand new ringtone
When you get in a fight and it’s the wrong kind of fight
And nobody’s feeling you on your brand new media
And your friends are ashamed ’cause they can’t spell your name
And you never can tell wrong from right
Go find your Comfort Zone, don’t you feel all alone
Your face is your own special home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, you can’t be all alone
Your life is worth more than a dumb ringtone
– Music and lyrics © Ffredi Blino