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There was a Joe
Leanin' on the back door
A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills
Their eyes was statin'
They was waitin'
To get their hands on some easy money
They flipped a dime
One said " well, I'll take heads this time"
One stepped up
One stepped back
One loosened her shoulder strap
She couldn't speak,
Her knees got weak
She could almost taste that easy money
Easy Money~Rickie Lee Jones
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Take me to the action, take me to the track
Take me to a party if they're bettin' in the back
I've been working all my life, can't afford to wait
Let me call my wife so I can tell her I'll be late
I want the easy, easy money
Easy money, I could get lucky
Oh, things could go right
I want the easy, easy money
Easy money, maybe this one time
Maybe tonight
~ Billy Joel
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Takin Care of Business
You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out!
If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid
And we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
-- Bachman Turner Overdrive
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In the half-tone light of a young morning
she sighs and shifts on the pillow.
And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly
to kiss the Pussy Willow.
In her fairy-tale world she's a lost soul singing
in a sad voice nobody hears.
She waits in her castle of make-believe
for her white knight to appear.
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Runs for the train , see: eight o'clock's coming
cutting dreams down to size again.
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue,
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming,
cutting dreams down to size again.
She longs for the East and a pale dress flowing
an apartment in old Mayfair.
Or to fish the Spey, spinning the first run of Spring
or to die for a cause somewhere.
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue,
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming,
cutting dreams down to size again.
Jethro Tull
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She's faced the hardest times
You could imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders
Bore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears
Still rings in midnight silence, in her ears
Let her cry, for she's a lady
Let her dream, for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
And if by chance I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
But if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden, to be mine
Be careful how you touch her
For she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom that she knows
And when you walk into her eyes
you won't believe
The way she's always paying
For a debt she never owes
And a silent wind still blows
That only she can hear and so she goes
Let her cry, for she's a lady
Let her dream, for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
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I am a sailor and you're my first mate,
We signed on together, we coupled our fate,
We hauled up our anchor determined not to fail,
For the heart's treasure together we set sail.
With no maps to guide us we steered our own course,
We rose out the storms when the winds were gale force,
We sat out the doldrums in patience and hope,
Working together we learned how to cope.
Life is an ocean, love is a boat,
In troubled waters it keeps us afloat,
When we started the voyage, there was just me and you,
Now gathered around us we have our own crew.
Together we're in this relationship,
We've built it with care to last the whole trip,
Our true destination is not marked on any chart,
We're navigating for the shores of the heart.
The Voyage~Christy Moore
edited to clean up a couple of gaffs since I actually typed this one in instead of search/copy/paste
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Point of Know Return
I heard the men saying something
The captains tell they pay you well
And they say they need sailing men to
Show the way, and leave today
Was it you that said, "How long, how long?"
They say the sea turns so dark that
You know it's time, you see the sign
They say the point demons guard is
An ocean grave, for all the brave,
Was it you that said, "How long, how long,
How long to the point of know return?"
Your father, he said he needs you
Your mother, she says she loves you
Your brothers, they echo your words:
"How far to the point of know return?"
"Well, how long?"
Today I found a message floating
In the sea from you to me
It said that when you could see it
You cried with fear, the Point was near
Was it you that said, "How long, how long
To the Point of Know Return?"
-- Kansas (Steve Walsh / Phil Ehart / Robby Steinhardt)
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http://www.ibiblio.org/john_henry/songlist.htmlEDIT: Pardon the excessive length of this song but I felt honor bound to give the unknown genius who wrote this version of the epic "John Henry" some currency. While what worth you might gleam from reading this song will depend on what brain you brought to the reading, I promise you a careful study will be worthwile. "Another early version of the John Henry ballad collected by Johnson was obtained from Leon R. Harris of Moline, Ill. Mr. Harris, apparently an itinerant construction worker, claimed he first heard this version in 1909 while part of the crew building the Birmingham Power Co.'s plant at Birmingham, Alabama." JOHN HENRY Lissen to my story; 'Tis a story true; 'Bout a might man, --John Henry was his name, An' John Henry was a steel-driver too-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- John Henry was a steel-driver too. John Henry had a hammah; Weighed nigh fo'ty poun'; Eb'ry time John made a strike He seen his steel go 'bout two inches down,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- He seen his steel go 'bout two inches down. John Henry's woman, Lucy,-- Dress she wore was blue; Eyes like stars an' teeth lak-a marble stone, An' John Henry named his hammah "Lucy" too,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- John Henry named his hammah "Lucy" too. Lucy came to see him; Bucket in huh han'; All th' time John Henry ate his snack, O Lucy she'd drive steel lak-a man,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- O Lucy she'd drive steel lak-a man. John Henry's cap'n Tommy,-- V'ginny gave him birth; Loved John Henry like his only son, And Cap' Tommy was the whitest man on earth,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- Cap' Tommy was th' whitest man on earth. One day Cap' Tommy told him How he'd bet a man; Bet John Henry'd beat a steam-drill down, Jes' cause he was th' best in th' lan',-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- 'Cause he was th' best in th' lan. John Henry tol' Cap' Tommy; Lightnin' in his eye; "Cap'n, bet yo' las' red cent on me, Fo' I'll beat it to th' bottom or I'll die,- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- I'll beat it to th' bottom or I'll die." "Co'n pone's in my stomach; Hammah's in my han'; Haint no steam-drill on dis railroad job Can beat 'Lucy' an' her steel-drivin' man, Lawd, -- Lawd, -- Can beat 'Lucy' an' her steel-drivin' man." "Bells ring on de engines; Runnin' down th' line; Dinnahs done when Lucy pulls th' c'od; But no hammah in this mountain rings like mine,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- No hammah in this mountain rings like mine." Sun shined hot an' burning' Wer'n't no breeze at-tall; Sweat ran down like watah down a hill That day John Henry let his hammah fall,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- That day John Henry let his hammah fall. John Henry kissed his hammah; White Man turned on steam; Li'l Bill held John Henry's trusty steel,-- 'Twas th' biggest race th' worl' had ever seen,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- Th' biggest race th' worl' had ever seen. White Man tol' John Henry,-- "Niggah, dam yo' soul, You might beat dis steam an' drill o' mine When th' rocks in this mountain turn to gol',-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- When th' rocks in this mountain turn to gol'." John Henry tol' th' white man; Tol' him kind-a sad: "Cap'n George I want-a be yo' fr'en; If I beat yo' to th' bottom, don't git mad,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- If I beat yo' to th' bottom don't git mad." Cap' Tommy sees John Henry's Steel a-bitin' in; Cap'n slaps John Henry on th' back, Says, "I'll give yo' fifty dollars if yo' win,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- I'll give yo' fifty dollars if yo' win." White Man saw John Henry's Steel a-goin' down; White Man says,--"That man's a mighty man, But he'll weaken when th' hardes' rock is foun',-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- He'll weaken when th' hardes' rock is foun'." John Henry, O John Henry,-- John Henry's hammah too; When a woman's 'pendin' on a man Haint no tellin' what a might man can do,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- No tellin' what a mighty man can do. John Henry, O, John Henry! Blood am runnin' red! Falls right down with his hammah to th' groun', Says, "I've beat him to th' bottom but I'm dead,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- I've beat him to th' bottom but I'm dead." John Henry kissed his hammah; Kissed it with a groan; Sighed a sigh an' closed his weary eyes, Now po' Lucy has no man to call huh own,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- Po' Lucy has no man to call huh own. Cap' Tommy came a-runnin' To John Henry's side; Says, "Lawd, Lawd,--O Lawdy, Lawdy, Lawd,-- He's beat it to th' bottom but he's died,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- He's beat it to th' bottom but he's died." Lucy ran to see him; Dress she wore was blue; Started down th' track an' she nevvah did turn back, Sayin', "John Henry, I'll be true--true to you,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- John Henry, I'll be true--true to you." John Henry, O, John Henry! Sing it if yo' can,-- High an' low an' ev'ry where yo' go,-- He died with his hammah in his han',-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- He died with his hammah in his han'. Buddie, where'd yo' come from To this railroad job? If yo' wantta be a good steel-drivin' man, Put yo' trus' in yo' hammah an' yo' God,-- Lawd, -- Lawd, -- Put yo' trus' in yo' hammah an' yo God. *****************************************************
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Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin' crude.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Well the first thing you know ol' Jed's a millionaire,
Kinfolk said Jed move away from there
Said Californy is the place you ought to be
So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.
Hills, that is.
Swimmin pools, movie stars.
The Beverly Hillbillies!
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So I say it's up to us to straighten
Out this mess...
We got to go through hell...
And then that's the last of this
Miserable test...
Black must be bold
Because it's gold and true
Kings of this world...
So let them go to the moon.
Yes let them go to mars.
Because deep down inside
They're really from the stars.
That's why they don't want
Us to mix...just the way
The word of God had said.
So let them go to saturn...that's
Where they'll learn instead.
Because black and white
Together is right...
And white by itself is
An egotistic elf....
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People of the earth can you hear me
Came a voice from the sky on that magical night
And in the colors of a thousand sunsets
They traveled to the world on a silvery light
The people of the earth stood waiting
Watching as the ships came one by one
Setting fire to the sky as they landed
Carrying to the world children of the sun, children of the sun
Children of the Sun~Billy Thorpe
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I don't hate my parents
I don't get drunk just to spite 'em
I've got my own reasons to drink now -
Think I'll call my dad up and invite 'im.
I can sleep till noon any time I want
But there's not many days that I do
I gotta get up and take on that world
When you're an adult, it's not a cliche, it's the truth
I'm an adult now
I'm an adult now
I got the problems of an adult
on my head and on my shoulders
I'm an adult now
I can't look at young girls anymore
People would think I'm some kind of pervert
Adults find sex either boring or dirty
Young people get away with murder
I can't write songs about girls anymore
I have to write songs about women
No more "boy meets girl, boy loses girl"
Now it's more like "man tries to figure out what the hell went wrong"
I'm an adult now
I'm an adult now
I've got the problems of an adult on my head and my libido
I'm an adult now
I can't listen to rock and roll anymore
I mean, I like the music, but I can't stand the racket
All that screaming, screaming, screaming
Some guy screaming in a leather jacket.
I can't take drugs anymore
I can't afford any artificial joy
I'd sure look like a fool lying dead in a ditch somewhere
With my head full of chemicals like some cheese-eating high school boy
I'm an adult now
I'm an adult now
I've got the problems of an adult
on my head and on my shoulders
I'm an adult now
Moe Berg (The Pursuit of Happiness)
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Why must every generation think their folks are square
And no matter where their heads are they know mom’s aunt there?
Cause I swore when I was small that I’d remember when
I knew what’s wrong with them that I was smaller then
Determined to remember all the cardinal rules
Like sun showers are legal grounds for cutting school I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
And I hope that I recall them all before the baby’s due
And I know he’ll have a question or two
Like "hey Pop, can I go ride my zoom
It goes two hundred miles an hour suspended by balloons
And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your lungs"
And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger generation
Then I’ll know that all I’ve learned my kid assumes
And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
And still I’ll try to them him all the things I’ve done
Related to what he can do when he becomes a man
And still he’ll stick his fingers in the fan
And "Hey, Pop, my girlfriend’s only three
She’s got her own videophone and she’s taking L.S.D.
And now that we’re best friends she wants to give a bit to me
But what’s the matter Daddy, how come you’re turning green?
Can it be that you can’t live up to your dream?"
John Sebastian, Lovin' Spoonful
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Ninety-nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
As ninety-nine red balloons go by
from German band's (Nena?) lovely catchy song from about 1985 or so: 99 Red Balloons [99 Luftballons in the original]
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Ninety-nine dead baboons
Sitting in my living room
Not so comfortable, it seems,
But quite a conversation piece
That one's Jake, this one's Dinah,
There's big Ned in my recliner -
No, it's not a Lazyboy,
Can't you see it's a dead baboon.
Sorry, I couldn't resist - a parody I heard about twenty years ago.
We now return to regular programming.....
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I’ve been working on the railroad, all the live-long day. I’ve been working on the railroad, to pass the time away. Can’t you hear the whistle blowing, Wake up so early in the morn. Can you here the whistle blowing, Dinah, blow your horn. Dinah, won’t you blow Dinah, won’t you blow Dinah, won’t you blow, your horn, your horn. Dinah, won’t you blow Dinah, won’t you blow Dinah, won’t you blow your horn. There’s someone in the kitchen with Dinah, There’s someone in the kitchen I know, I know. There’s someone in the kitchen with Dinah, …and he’s strumming on the ole banjo. Strumming, strumming. He’s strumming on the o-ole banjo, banjo. Stumming, strumming. He’s strumming on the o-ole banjo. - Song I learned in grammar school when I was about 7 years old. (this was *many* moons ago so forgive any mis-remembered lyrics.  )
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Island Of Souls
Billy was born within sight of the shipyard
First son of a riveter's son
And Billy was raised as the ship grew a shadow
Her great hull would blot out the light of the sun
And six days a week he would watch his poor father
A working man live like a slave
He'd drink every night and he'd dream of a future,
Of money he never would save
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future
Soon came a day when the bottle was broken
They launched the great ship out to sea
He felt he'd been left on a desolate shore
To a future he desperately wanted to flee
What else was there for a shipbuilder's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done
One day he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they would never be found
To a place far away from this town.
Trapped in the cage of the skeleton ship
All the workmen suspended like flies
Caught in the flare of acetylene light
A working man works till the industry dies
And Billy would cry when he thought if the future
Then what they call an industrial accident
Crushed those it couldn't forgive
They brought Billy's father back home in an ambulance
A brass watch, a cheque, maybe three weeks to live,
And what else was there for a riveter's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done
That night, he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town,
A Newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls.
-- Sting
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Coming home after school
Flying my bike past the gates
Of the factories
My mom doing the laundry
Hanging our shirts
In the dirty breeze
And after it rains
There’s a rainbow
And all of the colors are black
It’s not that the colors aren’t there
It’s just imagination they lack
Everything’s the same
Back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying
Back in my little town...
Al - My Little Town
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Willy Wonka:
[Spoken]
Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three
[Sung]
Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination
We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it
There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be
Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory Soundtrack
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Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by.
I say to myself, "You're such a lucky guy."
To have a girl like her
is truly a dream come true.
Out of all of the fellas in the world
she belongs to you...
But it was just my imagination
running away with me.
It was just my imagination
running away with me...
- The Temptations
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The Girl from Ipanema
Tall and tan and young and lovely
the girl from Ipanema goes walking
and when she passes each one she passes goes “ahh”.
When she walks she’s like a samba
that swings so cool and sways so gentle
that when she passes each one she passes goes “ahh”.
Chorus:
Oh, but he watches so sadly.
How can he tell her he loves her?
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
but each day when she walks to the sea
she looks straight ahead, not at he.
Tall and tan and young and lovely
the girl from Ipanema goes walking
and when she passes he smiles, but she doesn’t see.
Words & Music by Vincius De Moraes & Antonio Carlos Jobim. English lyrics by Norman Gimbel
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Sorry for the interuption folks...
ETA, I can't make the words fit with the tune we always hear. Can you write the first verse with the pauses to fit the music?
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how's this: Ipanema?
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That is so cool!!! Kisses!!
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Yes, very cool, etaoin. But the "ahh" seemed a bit Lackadaisical; musical, yet lackadaisical.  ________________________________________________________________ Three cool cats, three cool cats
Parked on the corner in a beat-up car
Dividing up a nickel candy bar
Talking all about how sharp they are, these
Three cool cats
Three cool chicks, three cool chicks
Walkin' down the street swingin' their hips
Splitting up a bag of potato chips
And three cool cats did three big flips for
Three cool chicks
Well, the first cool cat
He said, "Man, look at that!
Man, do you see what I see?"
"I want this little chick!"
"I want that little chick!"
"Hey, man, save one chick for me!"
Three cool chicks, three cool chicks
They look like angels from up above
And three cool cats really fell in love
And three cool chicks made three fools of these
Three cool cats Three Cool Cats
________________________Coasters (19-long-time-ago.)
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And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do"
So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that. Huh! Me workin' for you!"
Whoa-oh-oh
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?
And the sign said anybody caught trespassin' would be shot on sight
So I jumped on the fence and-a yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you
the
right?"
"To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in"
"If God was here he'd tell you to your face, Man , you're some kinda sinner"
Signs~Five Man Electrical Band
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They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
Put ’em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see ’em
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
from Big Yellow Taxi by Joni Mitchell
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Where the earth shows its bones of wind-broken stones
and the sea and the sky are one
I'm caught out of time, my blood sings with wine
and I'm running naked in the sun
There's God in the trees , I'm weak in the knees and the sky is a painful blue
I'd like to look around, but, honey, all I see is you.
Well, the summer city lights will soften the nights
till you'd think that the air was clear
and I'm sitting with friends where forty-five cents
will buy another glass of beer
He's got something to say, but I'm so far away
that I don't know who I'm talking to
Cause you just walked in the door, and honey, all I see is you.
And I just want to hold you closer than I've ever held anyone before
You say you've been twice a wife and you're through with life
but, honey, what the hell's it for?
After twenty-three years you'd think I could find a way to let you know somehow
That I want to see your smiling face forty-five years from now.
Now alone in the lights on stage every night
I've been reaching out to find a friend
Who knows all the words, sings so she's heard
and knows how all the stories end.
Maybe after the show she'll ask me to go
home with her for a drink or two
Now her smile lights her eyes, but, honey, all I see is you.
And I just want to hold you closer than I've ever held anyone before
You say you've been twice a wife and you're through with life
but, honey, what the hell's it for?
After twenty-three years you'd think I could find a way to let you know somehow
That I want to see your smiling face forty-five years from now.
Forty-five years
Stan Rogers
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When I was younger man
I hadn't a care
Foolin' around
Hitting the town
Growin' my hair
You came along and stole my heart
When you entered my life
Ooh, babe, you got what it takes
So I made you my wife
Since then I never looked back
It's almost like livin' a dream
And oooooooh, I love you
You came along from far away
And found me here
I was playin' around
Feelin' down
Hittin' the beer
You picked me up
From off the floor
And gave me a smile
You said you're much too young
Your life ain't begun
Let's walk for awhile
And as my head was spinnin' 'round
I gazed into your eyes
And thought
Oooooooh, I want you
Thank you babe for being a friend
And shinin' your light in my life
'Cause ooooooh
I need you
As my head was comin' round
I gazed into your eyes
And thought
Ooooooh, I want you
Thanks again for being my friend
And straightenin' out my life
'cause oooooooh
I need you
Since then I never looked back
It's almost like livin' a dream
Ooooooh, I got you
If ever a man had it all
It would have to be me
And ooooooh, I love you
CLIMAX BLUES BAND - "I Love You"
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Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And the women you will wow.
With the wife of the British ambessida.
Try a crack out of "Troilus and Cressida."
If she says she won't buy it or tike it.
Make her tike it, what's more, "As You Like It."
If she says your behavior is heinous.
Kick her right in the "Coriolanus!"
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And they'll all kowtow.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And the women you will wow.
If you can't be a ham and do "Hamlet".
They will not give a damn or a damnlet.
Just recite an occasional sonnet.
And your lap'll have "Honey" upon it.
When your baby is pleading for pleasure.
Let her sample your "Measure For Measure!"
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And they'll all kowtow.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And the women you will wow.
Better mention "The Merchant Of Venice".
When her sweet pound o' flesh you would menace.
If her virtue, at first, she defends---well.
Just remind her that "All's Well That Ends Well"!
And if still she won't give you a bonus.
You know what Venus got from Adonis!
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And they'll all kowtow.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And the women you will wow.
If your goil is a Washington Heights dream.
Treat the kid to "A Midsummer Night's Dream."
If she then wants an all-by-herself night.
Let her rest ev'ry 'leventh or "Twelfth Night."
If because of your heat she gets huffy.
Simply play on and "Lay on, Macduffy!"
Brush up your Shakespeare.
And they'll all kowtow.
Brush up your Shakespeare.
Start quoting him now.
From KISS ME KATE (1948)
_________________________Cole Porter
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Carpal Tunnel
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You could talk like a fool-I'd listen
You could talk like a sage
Anyway the best of my mind
All goes down on the strings and the page
That mind picks up all these pictures
It still gets my feet up to dance
Even though it's covered with keloids
From the "slings and arrows of outrageous romance"
I stole that from Willy the Shake!
You know--"Neither a borrower nor a lender be"
Romeo, Romeo talk to me!
Talk to Me~Joni Mitchell
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Fashion! Turn to the left
Fashion! Right
Fashion!
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep
Listen to me - don't listen to me
Talk to me - don't talk to me
Dance with me - don't dance with me, no
Beep-beep
Beep-beep
from Fashion by David Bowie
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No offence, Maverick, I mean, I like David Bowie and all, but let's face it...that damn beep-beep song didn't have any meaning at all! Now here's a song with import! [Very slowly] Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
While riding in my Cadillac
What to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep[Slowly] I pushed my foot down to the floor
To give the guy the shake
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind
He still had on his brake
He musta thought his car had more guts
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep[Normal speed] My car went into passing gear And we took off with gust (whoosh) Soon we were going ninety Musta left him in the dust When I peeked in the mirror of my car I couldn't believe my eyes The little Nash Rambler was right behind You'd think that guy could fly Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep [Quickly] Now we were doing a hundred and ten
This certainly was a race
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy
Would be a big disgrace
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep[Very quickly] Now we're going a hundred twenty As fast as I can go The Rambler pulled along side of me As if we were going slow The fella rolled down his window And yelled for me to hear "Hey buddy how do I get this car outa second gear?" Beep-Beep
________________ The AutotonesNotice how the lyrics speed up when the cars go faster? Now, that's Art! Of course, it helps if you know what a "Nash Rambler" is. But if you don't...well, that's life.
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While we float on this mortal sea
We wear our colours so heroically
We're only living on GMT
Everyone else is just a refugee
Ah I wake up, I'll take up
It's about time for a shake up
When pride is blind you know
We're only stuck in second gear
So wrap up, never give up
It's about time to deliver
Without the man who drives you ... (?)
You know I'm staying in
We're on an island in the sea
We're on and island we never leave
We're on an island in the sea
We're on and island we never leave
On An Island~The Ordinary Boys
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Refugee
We got somethin', we both know it,
We don't talk too much about it.
Ain't no real big secret all the same,
somehow, we get around it.
It don't really matter to me, baby,
You believe what you want to believe,
You don't have to live like a refugee.
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Somewhere, somehow,
Somebody must have kicked you around some.
Tell me why you wanna lay there and revel in your abandon.
It don't make no difference to me, baby,
Everybody's had to fight to be free,
You see you don't have to live like a refugee.
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Baby, we ain't the first.
I'm sure a lot of other lovers been burned.
Right now this seems real to you,
But it's one of those things you gotta feel to be true.
Somewhere, somehow,
Somebody must have kicked you around some.
Who knows? Maybe you were kidnapped,
Tied up, taken away, and held for ransom.
It don't really matter to me, baby,
Everybody's had to fight to be free,
You see you don't have to live like a refugee.
-- Tom Petty
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And it don’t matter to me
If you take up with someone
Who’s better than me
’cause your happiness is all I want
For you to find peace your piece of mind...
from Bread's It Don't Matter to Me
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Peace Of Mind
Now, if you're feeling kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying;
Futures coming much too slow,
And you wanna run but somehow you just keep on staying,
Can't decide on which way to go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Chorus :-
I understand about indecision,
But I don't care if I get behind.
People living in competition;
All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Yeah.
O-o-oh.
Now you're climbing to the top of the company ladder,
Hope it doesn't take to long.
Can't you see there'll come a day when it won't matter,
Come a day when you'll be gone.
Chorus
Take a look ahead.
Take a look ahead.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now everybody's got advice they just keep on giving.
Doesn't mean too much to me.
Lots of people have to make-believe they're living,
Can't decide who they should be.
Chorus
Take a look ahead.
Take a look ahead.
Look ahead.
-- Boston
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Mott the hoople and the game of life. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy kaufman in the wrestling match. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister fred blassie in a breakfast mess. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play twister, let’s play risk. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
from REM's Man on the Moon
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...slowly I turned. Step by step. And then... Been so long
It's been a mighty long time
Since by baby left this town
I don't have nowhere to go
And I don't even have a dime.
Been so long
The carpet has faded on the flo'
Been so long
My light don't burn bright no mo'
I jes sit here wonderin'
Where in the world did...my baby go.
Been so long
My just can't sleep at night
When I go to eat my breakfast in the mornin'
My teeth and tongue, begin to fight.
Ooooooh! Oooh! Ooh! My Baby left town.
(She had to left town.)Mighty Long Time
____________________Sonny Boy Williamson As sang and played for me by Mister Williamson as we rode around Birmingham in the backseat of an old '48 Dodge looking for a liquor store a mighty mighty long time ago. Thanks Maverick, for giving me the occasion to relive the memory. 
Last edited by themilum; 02/04/2006 10:04 PM.
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