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Poco - Crazy Love
Tonight I'm gonna break away
Just you wait and see
I'll never be imprisoned by
A faded memory
Just when I think I'm over her
This broken heart will mend
I hear her name and I have to cry
The tears come down again
It happens all the time
This crazy love of mine
Wraps around my heart
Refusin' to unwind
Ooh, ooh crazy love
ahhhh haaa
Count the stars in a summer sky
That fall without a sound
And then pretend that you can't hear
These teardrops comin' down
It happens all the time
This crazy love of mine
Wraps around my heart
Refusin' to unwind
Ooh, ooh crazy love
ahhhh haaa
Tonight I'm gonna break away
Just you wait and see
I'll never be imprisoned by
A faded memory
It happens all the time
This crazy love of mine
Wraps around my heart
Refusin' to unwind
Ooh, ooh crazy love
ahhhh haaa
Tonight I'm gonna break away
Enya - Only Time
Who can say
Where the road goes
Where the day flows
Only time
And who can say
If your love grows
As your heart chose
Only time
Who can say
Why your heart sighs
As your love flies
Only time
And who can say
Why your heart cries
When your love lies
Only time
Who can say
When the roads meet
That love might be
In your heart
And who can say
When the day sleeps
If the night keeps
All your heart
Night keeps all your heart
Who can say
If your love grows
As your heart chose
Only time
And who can say
Where the road goes
Where the day flows
Only time
Who knows
Only time
Who knows
Only time
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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I'd Rather Have A Bottle In Front Of Me
Randy Hanzlick
Jimmy and I were brothers.
We went down different paths.
Jimmy always listened to my mother,
And me, I never like to take a bath.
As we grew and tumbled through adulthood
The pressure caused emotional drain.
So now I'm slowly dying in the bottle
and Jimmy has to live with half a brain.
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me,
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy.
Just different ways to kill the pain the same.
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me,
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane.
Jimmy let his troubles drive him crazy.
He never tried to drown it in a drink.
I know that drinking makes my thinking hazy,
But at least I still have brains enough to think.
Jimmy's got a brain that isn't stable.
He doesn't have the sense to say his name.
I'm sorry that his doctor was unable
To remove the proper portion of his brain.
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me,
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy.
Just different ways to kill the pain the same.
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me,
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane.
Funny how the world works.
People can be real jerks.
Some prefer the tension over booze.
Either way it ends the same.
Hard to beat the living game.
Might as well enjoy it while you lose.
When I need a drink I start to shiver
And Jimmy always viewed it with concern.
But I'd rather have cirrhosis of the liver
Than an intellect that's second to a fern.
I wonder if old Jimmy's gonna hear it
When I tell him that his logic wasn't sound.
They'll dose him up on lots of evil spirits
When they take him to the psychiatric grounds.
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me,
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy.
Just different ways to kill the pain the same.
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me,
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane!
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Boulder, Colorado, United Snakes of America
Jan 2000
time: 22:33
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Artist: Mr. Bungle
Song Title: Pink Cigarette
Album: California
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Hush me, touch me
Perfume, the wind and the leaves
Hush me, touch me
The burns, the holes in the sheets
I'm hoping the smoke
Hides the shame I've got on my face
Cognac and broken glass
All these years I've been your ashtray
Not today
I found a pink cigarette
On the bed the day that you left
And how can I forget that your lips were there
Your kiss goes everywhere, touches everything But me
Hush me, touch me
Champagne, your hair in the breeze
Hush me, touch me
Lipstick, a slap on my cheek
Your eyes cried at last
Told me everything I was afraid to ask
Now I'm dressed in white
And you've burned me for the last time
This ain't the last tine
You'll find a note and you'll see my silhouette...
There's just 5 hours left until you find me dead
There's just 4 hours left until you find me dead
There's just 3 hours left until you find me dead
There's just 2 hours left until you find me dead
There's 1 more hour and then you will find me dead
There's just.....................
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Lundenwic
Oct 2001
time: 15:33
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Friendship
Prime Artist: Judy Garland (b. Frances Ethel Gumm)
Vocal: Johnny Mercer
Written by: Cole Porter (C. Albert P.)
From the Show: DuBarry Was A Lady 1939 (S)
Lyrics:
If you’re ever in a jam, here I am. If you’re ever in a mess, S.O.S.
If you’re so happy, you land in jail. I’m your bail.
It’s friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships are soon forgot, ours will still be hot.
Da da da da da da dig dig dig.
If you’re ever down a well, ring my bell. If you’re ever up a tree, just phone to me.
If you ever loose your teeth when you’re out to dine, borrow mine.
It’s friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships are soon forgeet, ours will still be great.
Loddle doddle chuck chuck chaa.
If they ever black you’re eyes, put me wise. If they ever cook your goose, turn me loose.
And if they ever put a bullet through your brain, Ill complain.
It’s friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships are soon forgit, ours will still be it.
Ah loddle doddle hip hap hap.
If you ever loose your mind, I’ll be kind. And if you ever loose your shirt, I’ll be hurt.
If you’re ever in a mill and get sawed in half, I won’t laugh.
It’s friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships are are up the crick, ours will still be slick.
Ah loddle doddle woof woof woof, hep hep hep, chopp chop chop, dig dig dig.
Good evening friends.
Magazine: The Light Pours Out Of Me
Lyrics:
Time flies
Time crawls
Like an insect
Up and down the walls
The light pours out of me
The light pours out of me
The conspiracy
Of silence ought
To revolutionise
My thought
The light pours out of me ...
The cold light of day
Pours out of me
Leaving me black
And so healthy
The light pours out of me ...
It jerks out of me
Like blood
In this still life
Heart beats up love
The light pours out of me ...
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of the Kill!
May 2002
time: 05:33
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Through the Skies
By CRYONIC TEMPLE
In the morning my engines are hot,
I am ready to fly,
Scan horizon, I see a black spot,
And the hunt has begun!
Throttle up I 'm clear for a fight,
Hear my engines they roar,
Closing up my guns are prepared,
They are the bringer of death!
Never gonna give up!
Always clear for attack!
Save your prayers in the sky!
In the sky you will die!
Through the skies!
I will fly on my wings made of steel!
Through the skies!
I will go behind enemy lines!
Through the skies!
I'm fast! I 'm mean! I am steel!
Through the skies!
To the end of the line I will fly!
Tails in sight you always can try
To hide in the clouds,
There's no use it's only one way,
To the ground you will go!
I am pulling the trigger of death,
The time is now short,
Feel the flames that burns in your back,
This was your last attack!
Never gonna give up,
Always clear for attack,
Save your prayers in the sky,
In the sky you will die!
Through the skies!
I will fly on my wings made of steel!
Through the skies!
I will go behind enemy lines!
Through the skies!
I'm fast! I 'm mean! I am steel!
Through the skies!
To the end of the line I will fly!
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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I Guess You Had To Be There
Hello, honey, how was your day?
Well, you're sure in a good mood tonight,
Oh, by the way,
I was downtown this afternoon
And I saw the most amazing sight.
Through the window of a small cafe,
I saw a man and a woman holdin' hands
And they looked so in love,
It took my breath away,
Can't you see it, don't you understand?
Chorus:
Well (So), I guess you had to be there,
You really had to be there,
Some things you just can't explain,
It's just not the same,
I guess you had to be there.
I just stood there, my heart pounding,
I couldn't move, all I could do was stare,
I kept remembering,
When we used to look like that,
Two people with so much to share.
They were talkin' and they were laughin',
Just like we used to do everyday,
Then he kissed her so tenderly,
What's the matter?
You don't have much to say.
Repeat Chorus:
And as I watched you with your new love,
I hadn't seen you that happy in years,
We've drifted so far apart
And it's hard to admit it,
But there's nothin' left for you here.
Repeat Chorus:
I guess you had to be there.
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Something In Red
I'm looking for something in red
Something that's shocking to turn someone's head
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
Stockings and garters and lace underwear
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
I'm looking for something in red
I'm looking for something in green
Something to outdo an ex-high school queen
Jealousy comes in the color of jade
Do you have some pumps and a purse in this shade
And a perfume that whispers please come back to me
I'm looking for something in green
I'm looking for something in white
Something that shimmers in soft candlelight
Everyone calls us the most perfect pair
Should I wear a veil or a rose in my hair
Well the train must be long and the waist must be tight
I'm looking for something in white
I'm looking for something in blue
Something real tiny, the baby's brand new
He has his father's nose and his chin
We once were hot lovers now we're more like friends
Don't tell me that just what old married folk do
I'm looking for something in blue
I'm looking for something in red
Like the one that I wore when I first turned his head
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
Just a size larger than I wore last year
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
I'm looking for something
I've gotta have something
I'm looking for something in red
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of the Kill!
May 2002
time: 05:33
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The War Of Wrath
By BATTLELORE
The northern winds,
Of baneful colds,
Forever night,
Of northern lights.
In the Elder Days!
Margoth's realm in Northern Waste,
Great threat to Arda's child,
The War of Wrath is to become!
Centuries of forlorn fight,
Last hope, the aid divine,
Guardian of the world,
Gods of justice and light,
Came and defeated the one,
The master of disharmony!
All ablaze by the glory of their arms!
Swell of the trumpets filled the sky!
Morgoth banished from the Middle-earth!
His reign, never shall rise again!
In the Elder Days!
Margoth's realm in Northern Waste,
Great threat to Arda's child,
The War of Wrath is to become!
All ablaze by the glory of their arms!
Swell of the trumpets filled the sky!
Morgoth banished from the Middle-earth!
His reign, never shall rise again!
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Lundenwic
Oct 2001
time: 15:33
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Track Title: Let's Misbehave
Artist: Ben Bernie Written by: Cole Porter (C. Albert P.)
Outtake from: Paris 1928 (S)
Lyrics:
We're all alone,
No chaperone
Can get our number...
The world's in slumber;
Let's misbehave!
There's something wild
About you, child,
That's so contagious...
Let's be outrageous:
Let's misbehave!
When Adam won Eve's hand,
He wouldn't stand
For teasin'...
He didn't care about those apples out of season.
They say the spring
Means just one thing
To little love birds.
We're not above birds:
Let's misbehave!
(Chorus)
If you'd be just so sweet
And only meet
Your fate, dear,
It would be the great event of twenty twenty-eight, dear.
(Chorus)
Let's misbehave!
Artist: Son House
Song: Death Letter Blues
Lyrics:
Hey, I solemnly swear, Lord, I raise my right hand
That I'm goin' get me a woman, you get you another man
I solemnly swear, Lord, I raise my right hand
That I'm goin' get me a woman, you get you another man
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
"Oh, hurry, hurry, gal, you love is dead"
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
"Oh, hurry, hurry, gal, you love is dead"
I grabbed my suitcase, I took off, up the road
I got there, she was laying on the cooling board
I grabbed my suitcase, I took on up the road
I got there, she was laying on the cooling board
Well, I walked up close, I looked down in her face
Good old gal, you got to lay here till Judgment Day
I walked up close, and I looked down in her face
Yes, been a good old gal, got to lay here till Judgment Day
Oh, my woman so black, she stays apart of this town
Can't nothin' "go" when the poor girl is around
My black mama stays apart of this town
Oh, can't nothing "go" when the poor girl is around
Oh, some people tell me the worried blues ain't bad (note 1)
It's the worst old feelin' that I ever had
Some people tell me the worried blues ain't bad
Buddy, the worst old feelin', Lord, I ever had
Hmmm, I fold my arms, and I walked away
"That's all right, mama, your trouble will come someday"
I fold my arms, Lord, I walked away
Say, "That's all right, mama, your trouble will come someday"
Patti Smith: Piss Factory
Lyrics:
Sixteen and time to pay off
I got this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe
Forty hours thirty-six dollars a week
But it's a paycheck, Jack.
It's so hot in here, hot like Sahara
You could faint in the heat
But these *****es are just too lame to understand
Too goddamned grateful to get this job
To know they're getting screwed up the ass
All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium
And the way they suck hot sausage
But me well I wasn't sayin' too much neither
I was moral school girl hard-working *******
I figured I was speedo motorcycle
I had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough
But no you gotta, you gotta [relate, babe,]
You gotta find the rhythm within
Floor boss slides up to me and he says
"Hey sister, you just movin' too fast,
You screwin' up the quota,
You doin' your piece work too fast,
Now you get off your mustang sally
You ain't goin' nowhere, you ain't goin' nowhere."
I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of Romilar
And walk up to hot sh!t Dot Hook and I say
"Hey, hey sister it don't matter whether I do labor fast or slow,
There's always more labour after."
She's real Catholic, see. She fingers her cross and she says
"There's one reason. There's one reason.
You do it my way or I push your face in.
We knee you in the john if you don't get off your get off your mustang Sally,
If you don't shake it up baby." Shake it up, baby. Twist & shout"
Oh that I could will a radio here. James Brown singing
"I Lost Someone" or the Jesters and the Paragons
And Georgie Woods the guy with the goods and Guided Missiles ...
But no, I got nothin', no diversion, no window,
Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster,
Where I look down, look at sweet Theresa's convent
All those nurses, all those nuns scattin' 'round
With their bloom hoods like cats in mourning.
Oh to me they, you know, to me they look pretty damn free down there
Down there not having crystal smooth
Not having to smooth those hands against hot steel
Not having to worry about the [inspeed] the dogma the [inspeed] of labor
They look pretty damn free down there,
And the way they smell, the way they smell
And here I gotta be up here smellin' Dot Hook's midwife sweat
I would rather smell the way boys smell--
Oh those schoolboys the way their legs flap under the desks in study hall
That odor rising roses and ammonia
And way their d!cks droop like lilacs
Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell
But no I got, I got pink clammy lady in my nostril
Her against the wheel me against the wheel
Oh slow motion inspection is drivin' me insane
In steel next to Dot Hook -- oh we may look the same--
Shoulder to shoulder sweatin' 110 degrees
But I will never faint, I will never faint
They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will never faint
I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down
Because you see it's the monotony that's got to me
Every afternoon like the last one
Every afternoon like a rerun next to Dot Hook
And yeah we look the same
Both pumpin' steel, both sweatin'
But you know she got nothin' to hide
And I got something to hide here called desire
I got something to hide here called desire
And I will get out of here--
You know the fiery potion is just about to come
In my nose is the taste of sugar
And I got nothin' to hide here save desire
And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of here
I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna get on that train,
I'm gonna go on that train and go to New York City
I'm gonna be somebody, I'm gonna get on that train, go to New York City,
I'm gonna be so bad I'm gonna be a big star and I will never return,
Never return, no, never return, to burn out in this piss factory
And I will travel light.
Oh, watch me now.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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Rock & Roll Soul
Grand Funk Railroad
We're having a party, yeah, yeah, everybody's invited,
The new generation along with the old.
If you could get with it just a little more, it don't take much tryin',
You'll find out if you've got some rock & roll soul, baby.
Ain't everybody in the world. So when you know what you got, let everybody know,
You got some rock & roll soul.
So when you know what you got, let everybody know,
You got some rock & roll soul.
I know it when I'm feelin' groovy,
It's kind of funky like an old-time movie.
I can feel it and it's really something,
It's really something when my heart starts pumpin', yeah.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
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of the Kill!
May 2002
time: 05:33
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Killing Machine
By JUDAS PRIEST
I never give no answers, I never tell no lies
I never walk a straight line, so I never get surprised
I don't ask no favors so I won't get abused
I learned to win when I was young, so I'm never ever gonna lose!
They pay me the money - and I'll do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract, on you
I never ask no questions, I never speak my mind
I always found that silence helps to keep me and my kind alive
I take care of business, It takes care of me
I look after myself and do it well
Because somebody's always looking for me!
They pay me the money - and I'll do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
What manner of man am I?
A gun, lump sum and then I move on
What manner of man are you?
You stab a friend's back to jump a queue
I do what I do 'cos I can't do nothing better
You do what you do, just defendin' yourself
'cos you ain't got nothin' better to do!
I got no place, no name, I'm just a killing machine
I keep the population down, if you know what I mean
I never stop in one place, I move about the cities
Got expensive tastes, but I hasten to add that I'm the best that there is!
They pay me the money - and I'll do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
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Yggdrasil.
Nov 1999
time: 00:33
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Control It, static-x.
Everybody, soul and body cold
All this sickness, you lost control
You can't get it
You just don't get it, no
You can't get it
You got zero
Look within me, am I evil enough
Memories bring tears of years old
You can't get it
You just don't get it, no
You can't get it
You got zero
Life - you take it
Lies - you fake it
Suffer - within me
Torn - you break it
Life - control it
Lies - withhold it
Suffer - you're skinny
Torn - you're wasted
Kids with defects
We're all rejects, so
Don't forget it, cold inside
You can't get it
You just don't get it, no
You can't get it
You got zero
Break this take control
Take this I control it
Break this take control
Take this I control it
Destroy All, Static-X.
You got something to say
Better off stay away
My head's a loaded gun
Waiting to go off
You keep your eyes on yourself
You slit you throat with your guilt
My hands are ringing necks
In my waking thoughts
Destroy, destroy all
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Lundenwic
Oct 2001
time: 15:33
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THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST
I've heard them liltin', at the ewe milkin,'
Lasses a-liltin' before dawn of day.
Now there's a moanin', on ilka green loanin'.
The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.
As boughs in the mornin', nae blithe lads are scornin',
Lasses are lonely and dowie and wae.
Nae daffin', nae gabbin', but sighin' and sobbin',
Ilk ane lifts her leglin, and hies her away.
At e'en in the gloamin', nae s****ies are roamin',
'Bout stacks wi' the lasses at bogle to play.
But ilk maid sits drearie, lamentin' her dearie,
The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.
In har'st at the shearin' nae youths now are jeerin'
Bandsters are runkled, and lyart, or grey.
At fair or at preachin', nae wooin', nae fleecin',
The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.
Dool for the order sent our lads to the Border,
the English for ance by guile wan the day.
The flowers of the forest, that fought aye the foremost,
The prime of our land lie cauld in the clay.
We'll hae nae mair liltin', at the ewe milkin',
Women and bairns are heartless and wae.
Sighin' and moanin' on ilka green loanin',
The flowers of the forest are all wede away.
recorded by Hickerson on Dull Care II
and MacColl & Lloyd Songs & Ballads of Scottish Wars
Artist: Mary Chapin Carpenter
Song: Downtown Train (Tom Waits)
Lyrics:
Outside another yellow moon
Has punched a hole in the nighttime
I climb through the window and down to the street
I'm shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full
With all those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little world
You wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Oh, be careful of them in the dark
And if I was the one
You chose to be your only one
Oh baby now, can't you hear me now
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night is just the same
You leave me lonely now
I know your window and I know it's late
I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate
I stand by the light at the fourway
You watch them as they fall
Ooh, they all have heart attacks
They stay at the carnival, but they'll never win you back
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night is just the same, you leave me lonely / Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night is just the same, all upon a downtown train
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night is just the same,
you leave me lonely
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where all my dreams just fall like the rain,
all upon a downtown train
Artist: PJ Harvey
Album: To Bring You My Love
Song: Send His Love To Me
Lover had to leave me
'Cross the desert plain
Turned to me his lady
Tell me 'lover wait'
Calling Jesus, please
Send his love to me
Oh, wind and rain they haunt me
Look to the North and pray
Send me, please, his kisses
Send them home today
I'm begging, Jesus, please
Send his love to me
Left alone in desert
This house becomes a hell
This love becomes a tether
This room becomes a cell
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Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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Father And Daughter
If you leap awake in the middle of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second you can't remember where you are
Just open your window and follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain where we counted every falling star
I believe the light that shines on you will shine on you forever
And though I can't guarantee there's nothing scary hiding under your bed
I'm gonna stand guard like a postcard of a golden retriever
And never leave til I leave you with a sweet dream in your head
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father who loved his daughter more than I love you
Trust you intuition
It's just like goin' fishing
You cast your line and hope you get a bite
But you don't need to waste your time
Worrying about the marketplace
Try to help the human race
struggling to survive it's harshest night
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father who loved his daughter more than I love you
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father who loved his daughter more than I love you
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Slip Slidin' Away
CHORUS:
Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away
I know a man
He came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman
Like a thorny crown
He said Delores
I live in fear
My love for you’s so overpowering
I’m afraid that I will disappear
CHORUS
know a woman
Became a wife
These are the very words she uses
To describe her life
She said a good day
Ain’t got no rain
She said a bad day’s when I lie in bed
And think of things that might have been
CHORUS
And I know a father
Who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons
For the things he’d done
He came a long way
Just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and headed home again
CHORUS
God only knows
God makes his plan
The information’s unavailable
To the mortal man
We work our jobs
Collect our pay
Believe we’re gliding down the highway
When in fact we’re slip slidin’ away
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You Can Call Me Al
A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard!
I need a photo-opportunity,
I want a shot at redemption!
Don't want to end up a cartoon,
In a cartoon graveyard .....
Bonedigger, Bonedigger,
Dogs in the moonlight.
Far away, my well-lit door.
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,
Get these mutts away from me!
You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore ....
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me Al!
A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I short of attention?
Got a short little span of attention,
And whoa, my nights are so long!
Where's my wife and family?
What if I die here?
Who'll be my role-model?
Now that my role-model is ....
Gone ...... gone,
He ducked back down the alley,
With some roly-poly, little bat-faced girl.
All along .... along ....
There were incidents and accidents,
There were hints and allegations .....
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me Al!
Call me Al ......
A man walks down the street,
It's a street in a strange world.
Maybe it's the Third World.
Maybe it's his first time around.
He doesn't speak the language,
He holds no currency.
He is a foreign man,
He is surrounded by the sound, sound ....
Cattle in the marketplace.
Scatterlings and orphanages.
He looks around, around .....
He sees angels in the architecture,
Spinning in infinity,
He says, Amen! and Hallelujah!
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me Al!
You can call me Al ......
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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Are You Gonna Be My Girl
Jet
Go!!
So 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.
I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.
Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
when you look like that, do ya honey.
Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.
Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?
Well, so 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.
I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.
Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
with a face like that, do ya.
Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.
Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?
Oh yea. Oh yea. C'mon!
I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
Uh, be my girl.
Be my girl.
Are you gonna be my girl?! Yea
[Thanks to acw64@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
[Thanks to jkbeck@comcast.net for correcting these lyrics]
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:33
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moody blues
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know I'll find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
And somehow I'll return again to you
The mist is lifting slowly
I can see the way ahead
And I've left behind the empty streets
That once inspired my life
And the strength of the emotion
Is like thunder in the air
'Cos the promise that we made each other
Haunts me to the end
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know I'll find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know I'll find you somehow
And somehow I'll return again to you
The secret of your beauty
And the mystery of your soul
I've been searching for in everyone I meet
And the times I've been mistaken
It's impossible to say
And the grass is growing
Underneath our feet
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know I'll find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know I'll find you somehow
And somehow I'll return again to you
From the words that I remember
From my childhood still are true
That there's no so blind
As those who will not see
And to those who lack the courage
And say it's dangerous to try
Well they just don't know
That love eternal will not be denied
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know I'll find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know I'll find you somehow
And somehow I'll return again to you
Yes I know it's going to happen
I can feel you getting near
And soon we'll be returning
To the fountain of our youth
And if you wake up wondering
In the darkness I'll be there
My arms will close around you
And protect you with the truth
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know I'll find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know I'll find you somehow
And somehow I'll return again to you
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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Space Cowboy
Steve Miller Band
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin on the run
Wooo Woooo
Wooo Hooooo
You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin on the run
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
People keep talking about me baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
Cause I'm right here at home
You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time
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Drogue
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Omnipresent conscience
Oct 2002
time: 05:33
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Feeling very emotional today, so thought i'd share a few of the sad songs that i listen to when i feel like this:
Feels Like Home
Chantal Kreviazuk
There's something in your eyes
Makes me wanna lose my self,
Makes me wanna lose myself in your heart,
There's something in your voice
That makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
For the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely
My life has been
And how long I've been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
A window breaks down on Lombard Street
And a siren rings in the night
But I'm all right cuz I have you here with me,
And I can almost see through the dark there is light
Well if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me
It feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong.
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Hear You Me
Jimmy Eat World
There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
So what would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
And if you were with me tonight,
I'd sing to you just one more time.
A song for a heart so big,
god wouldn't let it live.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
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True Love Waits
Radiohead
I'll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave
Don't leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile
Just don't leave
Don't leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave
Don't leave
Just don't leave
Don't leave
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I can't believe I'm sharing this, but this is the sadest song I know. It was given to me by a friend a couple of years ago, and it always makes me cry listening to it. If I somehow think of it as a noble song, although I have no idea why.
Angel
Sarah McLachlan
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
oh and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness
oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
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Drogue
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Omnipresent conscience
Oct 2002
time: 05:33
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If You're Gone
Matchbox 20
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak, I think you're wrong.
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now I'm relaxed, I can't be sure.
I think you're so mean, I think we should try
I think I could need, this in my life
I think I'm scared, I think too much
I know it's wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home, come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in you.
I bet you're hard to get over
I bet the moon just won't shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
And I bet you need, more than you mind.
I think you're so mean, I think we should try
I think I could need, this in my life
I think I'm just scared, that I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home, come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in... you.
I think you're so mean, I think we should try
I think I could need, this in my life
And I think I'm scared, do I talk too much?
I know it’s wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone, hell, baby you need to come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in you, everything... in you.
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boann
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:33
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Sweet Southern Comfort
Buddy Jewell
A misty sunrise in my hometown,
Rows of cotton 'bout knee high.
Mrs. Baker down the dirt road,
Still got clothes out on the line.
Irwin Nichols, there with Judsley,
Playin' Chequers at the gin.
When I dream about the Southland,
This is where it all begins.
From Carolina down to Georgia,
Smell the Jasmine and Magnolia.
Sleepy sweet home, Alabama,
Roll Tide Roll.
Muddy water, Mississippi,
Blessed Graceland whispers to me.
Carry on, carry on:
Sweet southern comfort, carry on.
Catchin' catfish on the river;
Chasin' fireflies by the creek.
Kissin' Gary Williams' sister,
On the porch, homecoming week.
With rusted cars and weepin' willows,
Keepin' watch out in the yard.
Just a snapshot of downhome Dixie,
Could be anywhere you are,
In Carolina or in Georgia,
Open arms are waitin' for you.
Louisiana, Yellow Rose of,
San Antone.
Arkansas, Mississippi,
Old man river whispers to me:
Carry on, carry on:
Sweet southern comfort, carry on.
As I sit here I'm surrounded,
By these priceless memories.
I don't have to think about it:
Theres no place I'd rather be.
Than Carolina or in Georgia,
Smell the Jasmine and Magnolia.
Sleepy sweet home, Alabama,
Roll Tide Roll.
Muddy water, Mississippi,
Blessed Graceland whispers to me.
Carry on, carry on:
Sweet southern comfort,
Carry on, carry on:
Sweet southern comfort, carry on.
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