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Here we come

Living on the street

get the dirtiest looks from

everyone we meet.

Hey hey we're the MEWbies

& people say we blew it away

now we're too busy scrounging

to have any time for play

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Apologies, it needs refining & finishing

Yes yes mods it is rubbish

Delete when you please

but remember it is directly related to house prices, like all my threads

(she vanishes in search of a shake of head emoticon, & another dramm)

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Or the Beatles':

Of all the homes I have bought or have viewed

There is one house I should never have MEWed

It was a house in a million my friend

I should have known it would go in the end

I’m a loser and I've lost a house that’s dear to me

I’m a loser and I’m not what I appear to be

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Here we come

Living on the street

get the dirtiest looks from

everyone we meet.

Hey hey we're the MEWbies

& people say we blew it away

now we're too busy scrounging

to have any time for play....

:lol: Love it, Laura.

How about a 'live' performance on YouTube :)

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lets stick with the monkees. to the tune of I'm a Believer

Thought my house was more or less a giving thing

seemed the more I MEWed the more I got

Debt was out to get me

thats the way it seems

re posession haunted all my dreams

Now I'm a disgrace

an itinerant b!eeder

I'm drinking meths

and I'm going blind

I'm in glove

with no fingers

and nothing lingers

in my mind

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Paul (BTL) Young..... Wherever I lay my hat...... for Eric.

By the look in your eye, You can tell I`m gonna Lie

Is it over me?

For I`m the type of guy who gave the banks a Lie

Everybody knows, that I con them and I rent them, get them Loans and deceive them.

Every Eric Knows

Whenever I Lie for tat, That`s your home. :P

sorry, this is Kak :o

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the animals- they new a thing or two:

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

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A Monkees tribute! At last, a nation salutes you, sir. :lol:

Anyhoo, its time to wheel out my pre credit crunch tribute to the king...again....

When no-one else will underwrite me

When everything I do is wrong

You give me easy and flexible repayments

You give me cash to carry ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon (spending on tat)

And I'll never know

The reason why

You loan to me

As you dooooooooooooooooooooooooo

That's the wooooooooooooooooooooonder

The wonder of MEW.

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Something a little more modern courtesy of Adele.

Should I give up or should I just keep making payments

even if it leads nowhere

or would it be a waste

even if I could mew my place, should I leave it there?

should i give up or should I just keep making payments

even tho it leads nowhere

I'd mew myself up,

And drive around in 'cedes,

Wait then as my rate drops,

And my bank begins to close in

Finally could this be it

should I give up or should I just keep making payments?

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House Porn Deciever

Oh, I could hide 'neath bingo wings

Of the Krusty as she sings.

'Six year price rises would never drop'.

But they drop and I cry,

Tears of laughter from my eyes.

I'm happy renting a flat as it plops.

Cheer up, Sarah Bean.

Oh, what can it mean.

To a house porn deciever

And a home ruining queen.

You once thought of me

As a doomster on pc screens.

Now you know how right I can be.

Oh, and your good times start to end

Without dollar one to spend.

But how much, equity, do we really need.

Cheer up, Sarah Bean.

Oh, what can it mean.

To a house porn deciever

And a home ruining queen.

.....................

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxz_JBuyF4I

To the tune of :

The Monkees

Daydream Believer

.....................

....Take the Last Train to Crunchville....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ISEV3evXwc&NR=1

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....Take the Last Train to Crunchville....

(As I can't afford to drive)

I'll be there by 4.30 (barring major delays, derailments, and unvoidable circumstances caused by the US economy)

Don't be slow

oh no no no

unless there are leaves on the line

'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning

And I must see you again

We'll have one more night together

'Til the morning brings my train.

Unless its a Virgin franchise

In which case, it will probably be cancelled

Due to the train terminating at Carlisle

And I must go, oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no!

And I don't know if I'm ever coming home (Understandably)

Take the last train to Crunchville.

I'll be waiting at the station.

We'll have time for Starbucks coffee flavored kisses

And a bit of conversation.

Oh... Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no!

Take the last train to Crunchville

Now I must hang up the phone.

I can't hear you in this noisy

Railroad station all alone.

I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no!

And I don't know if I'm ever coming home (due to the likelihood of this service terminating at Berwick Upon Tweed)

Take the last train to Crunchville.

[repeat and fade]

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To add a little tradition to this thread, here is Alfred Lord Tennyson's contribution:

Half a grand, half a grand,

Half a grand upwards,

All in the valley of Debt

Rode the thick numbnuts.

“Forward the buy brigade!

Charge for the lot!” he said:

Into the valley of Debt

Rode the thick numbnuts.

'Forward, the buy brigade!'

Was there a man dismayed ?

Not though the debtors knew

Someone had blundered:

Theirs not to make reply,

Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs but to lie and buy,

Into the valley of Debt

Rode the thick numbnuts.

Bankers to right of them,

Bankers to left of them,

Bankers in front of them

Gloated and plundered;

Stormed at with spin and sell,

Boldly they bought and well,

Into the jaws of Debt,

Into the mouth of Hell

Rode the thick numbnuts.

Flashed all their charge cards bare,

Flashed as they lost all care,

Pleasing the lenders there,

Borrowing a fortune while

All the world wondered:

Plunged in the mirrors and smoke

Right through the law they broke;

Agent & Lawyer

Reeled from the signing stroke,

Shattered & sundered.

Then they rode back, but not

Not the thick numbnuts.

Bankers to right of them,

Bankers to left of them,

Bankers behind them

Gloated and plundered;

Stormed at with spin and sell,

While price & hero fell,

They that had bought so well

Came through the jaws of Debt,

Back from the mouth of Hell,

All that was left of them,

All those thick numbnuts.

When can their mortgage fade?

O the wild price they paid!

All the world wondered.

Pity the price they paid!

Pity the buy brigade,

Nobbled thick numbnuts

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....Take the Last Train to Crunchville....

(As I can't afford to drive)

I'll be there by 4.30 (barring major delays, derailments, and unvoidable circumstances caused by the US economy)

Don't be slow

oh no no no

unless there are leaves on the line

'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning

And I must see you again

We'll have one more night together

'Til the morning brings my train.

Unless its a Virgin franchise

In which case, it will probably be cancelled

Due to the train terminating at Carlisle

And I must go, oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no!

And I don't know if I'm ever coming home (Understandably)

Take the last train to Crunchville.....

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:D keep em coming..

To the tune of 'Another Pleasant Valley Sunday' by the Monkees (and their millions & millions of fans)

A Credit Death and Vanished Money

The 'for sale' signs line the street

It's not hard to see what's wrong

Stupid and week minded sheep, who just came out to blow their loan

A credit death and vanished money

Equity burning everywhere

Rows of houses are repo'd all the same

And it's the fault of Tony Blair

See mrs. gray shes mad today because her bank won't let her mew

Mr. green he's so obscene, hes got five poles in every room

A credit death and vanished money

Queer in status symbol land

Retailers complain about how hard life is

And the consumers dont understand

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[Chorus]

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble, Something's Come Along And It's Burst Our Bubble

Yeah, Yeah! Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,

Gotta Get Home Quick March On The Double!

[Chorus]

We Couldn't Get A Cab, 'Cause We Ain't Got No Money!

We Missed The Last Train But We Thought.... Don't Worry!

We'd Get The Night Bus But The Night Bus Never Came!

We're Eight Miles From Home And It Started To.....

[Chorus]

Uh-Oh We're In Trouble, Something's Come Along And It's Burst Our Bubble! [Yeah Yeah!]

Uh-Oh We're In Trouble, Book Us A Ticket On The Next Space Shuttle!

[Chorus x2]

:ph34r:

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How about this one? The Killers....Mr Brightside

Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta re-mortgage cos I want it all

It started out with a few grand how'd it end up like this

It was only three grand, It was only three grand

Now I'm asking the bank

For another ten grand

And I'm telling them "yes,

all my debts are in hand"

Now I'm going to bed

and my stomach is sick

And it's all in my head

But I'm going to Cannes now

I take off my dress now

Let me go

And I just can't think it's killing me

cos the bank's in control

Jealousy, my neighbours got more than me

Swimming in their mortgage lies

Cos he wants a 325

But it's just the price you pay

Destiny made you this way

Let's forget our mortgage size

Cos I'm Mrs Brightside!

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The song of the debt free homeowner. :P

Author unknown.

'Mid pleasures and palaces

Though we may roam,

Be it ever so humble,

There's no place like home.

A charm from the skies

Seems to hallow us there,

Which seek thro' the world,

Is ne'er met with elsewhere.

Home, home, sweet sweet home,

There's no place like home,

There's no place like home.

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I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er up-and-coming areas and regeneration schemes,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of tiny Slaveboxes;

Beside the reprocessing plant, beneath the flight lanes,

For sale signs fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

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