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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Chapter 15
Richard Cory
Simon and Garfunkel
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
With political connections to spread his wealth around.
Born into society, a banker's only child,
He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style.
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got.
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch,
And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much,
So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read:
"Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head."
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
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FOREVER AUTUMN
Written by Paul Vigrass, Gary Osborne and Jeff Wayne
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near
The winter winds will be much colder
Now you're not here
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear.
I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here
Like a song through the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year.
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here
Like a song throught the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes
As if to hide a lonely tear
My life will be forever autumn
'Cause you're not here
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Kokonino Kounty
May 1999
time: 06:28
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Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right (3 times)
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Preacher man don't tell me heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know what life is really worth
Is not all that glitters in gold and
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light, aay
Stand up for your right. Come on
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
(Repeat)
Most people think great God will come from the sky
Take away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you see the light
You stand up for your right, yeah!
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up. Life is your right
So we can't give up the fight
Stand up for your right, Lord, Lord
Get Up, Stand Up. Keep on struggling on
Don't give up the fight
We're sick and tired of your ism and skism game
Die and go to heaven in Jesus' name, Lord
We know when we understand
Almighty God is a living man
You can fool some people sometimes
But you can't fool all the people all the time
So now we see the light
We gonna stand up for our right
So you'd better get up, stand up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight.
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Antwerpen
Nov 2000
time: 06:28
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quote:
Mother Europe (Ancient Rites)
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation
The cradle of Europe where it all began
Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada
Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the South
Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart
Representing medieval Flemish pride
Brave Teutonic, French and English knights
Thy shining armour now long vanished
Thy glory, however, forever remains
Praised be the Scandinavian hordes,
The nightmare of the Christian world
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Children of Italia
In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi"
De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden
Belgium (and The) Netherlands stood as one
Stood as one!
Stood as one!
Mother Europe, born from your womb
Mother Europe, on your soil shall be my tomb
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume
Leap from Europa's bank
Call Thee from the tomb
Mother Europe, born from your womb
Mother Europe, on Your soil shall be my tomb
Shall be my tomb
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume
Leap from Europa's bank and call Thee from the tomb
And call Thee from the tomb
And call Thee from the tomb
(Hail to the sons of Eastern Europe
the Slavonian soul never fades)
Praised be the Scandinavian hordes
Once the nightmare of the Christian world
Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne
Where the Celtic dream still lives on
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Shall be my tomb!
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Beneath The Howling Stars (Cradle of Filth)
Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring
Her spinal chill rakes the earth
Whilst pensive souls at zero sing
Woebetidings of rebirth
Under cold stares of Mars maligned
Near-suicides cross their hearts
And unborns writhe in tepid brine
For something wicked this way starts
Beneath the howling stars
Elizabeth, paragon of vice
Watches the sun set pyres alight
As Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleep
Like spellbound paramours at Her feet
A chatter of bells without
Raise hellhounds, teeth on edge
From sleighs hastened through snow lit red
Guests espied from the garret ledge
Great gloomy mirror tell Her face
She will outblind them all
That heavenly bodies would fall from grace
To possess such a lustrous pall
For beauty is always Cruel...
For beauty is always...
(Let destiny in chains commence...
Damnation under Gods seeking recompense
Enslaving to the whims of this mistress)
As the dance ensued
Elizabeth's mood
Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon
In slick black iciness it grew
To consume
The wench Her tower tombed
Tending to Her costume
Bore the brunt of the storm
When the needle askewed
She has Her dogs maul the *****'s wrists through
Restored to jaded bliss
This evisceratrix
Descended to the ball
With painted blood upon Her lips
Passing like a comet so white
As to eclipse
The waltz wound down, transfixed
Devoid of all breath in the air
Even Death paled to compare
To the taint of Her splendour
So rare and engendered
'Pon the awed throng gathered
There...
Beneath the howling stars
She danced so macabre
Men entranced divined from Her gait
That this angel stepped from a pedestal
Had won remission from fate
By alighting to darker spheres
Delighting in held sway
For She was not unlike the Goddess
To whom the wolves bayed
"Whilst envy glanced daggers
From court maidens, arboured
Who whispered in sects
Of suspicions abroad
That Elizabeth bewitched
See how even now the whore casts
Her spells upon the Black Count
Whom Her reddened lips hold fast"
Tongue unto tongue
Swept on tides without care
For the harpies who rallied
Their maledict glares
A halo of ravens tousled Her hair
Chandeliers a tiara
For passions ensnared
"Phantasies sexed
When their eyes, moonstruck met
Their friction wore a way
Through the sea of foreplay
Lovers at first bite
She an Eve tempted to lay
Gasping at rafters
Flesh pressed in ballet"
But caprice, honours leashed
She absconded the feast
To prowl wonderland
Beasts in hand from the Keep
Of Feudal dilemma
Well mantled in furs
Through cullis to watch
Dogstars howl at the earth
On this violent night
Unholy night
Winds lashed their limbs together
As the ether vent its wintry spite
She wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapes
To excite the bleak advance
From castle bowers
Wherein small hours
The Devil never came by chance
A lone charm tied to Her inner thigh
Sent lusts nova as hooves trod
Cobbled streets where lowlives fleet
Were flung to a wayward god
Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring
Her spinal chill rakes the earth
Whilst pensive souls at zero sing
Woebetidings of rebirth
Under cold stares of Mars maligned
Near-suicides cross their hearts
And unborns writhe in tepid brine
For something wicked this way starts
Beneath the howling stars
Pounding upon the pauper ridge
Earshot of a hunched beldame
Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please
Such elderly loins enflamed?
To this He feigned a grim disdain
Playing to Her slayful eye
But the hag replied...
"This girl that chides
Will soon be as plagued with age as I"
Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath
For Elizabeth's grace could raise
A flag of truce in burning heaven
Or the dead from early graves
Yet still She seethed
This proud Snow Queen
Embittered with the cursed retort
And because He sought Her loves onslaught
He gutted the crone for sport
Soon in full moon fever they were wed
Lycanthropic in the conjugal bed
Littered with aphrodisiacs
To tease dynastic union
And beget them further maniacs
Elizabeth
Free reigned, now a Countess
Outwielded and outwore
Her title like a favoured dress
Whilst Her errant Lord
Whose seasons savoured war
Stormed black to fell the infidel
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:28
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Incidentals
It's just the little things, The Incidentals,
It's like you wouldn't even notice when you really turn me on,
It's the little sparks that fly and then land like dynamite,
It's just, it's just the simple things, pure incidentals,
It's like stayin' up 'till midnight and talkin' about ... absolutely nothing.
It's the thought that it'll always be as wild as I expect it to be, yeah.
Oooo, you know it's la la la la love, when you dream,
A monster just swallowed you up and you don't wanna be saved.
Oooo and I am crazy about you babe,
You satisfy me in so many ways, so many ways.
But it's just the little things, The Incidentals (bada ba bup)
It's like you wouldn't even notice when you were really turnin' me on,
It's those little sparks that fly and then land like dynamite,
It's just, it's just the simple things, pure incidentals,
It's like breathin' on the back of my neck and makin' me feel weak inside.
It's no, no matter how scared I, scared I am (I'm safe) I know I'll be safe tonight (yeaah yeaaah).
Oooo, you know it's la la la la love, when you dream,
A monster just swallowed you up and you don't wanna be saved.
Ooooooooo and I am crazy about you babe,
You satisfy me in so many ways, so many ways,
Mmm, so many ways, I can't count the ways.
(Oooo, oooo)
(Bada ba bup)
(Oooo, oooo)
It's the thought that it'll always be as wild as I expect it to be
And it's just the little things, pure incidentals,
It's like you wouldn't even notice when you were really turnin' me on,
It's those little sparks that fly and then land like dynamite yeah, (yeaah yeaaah)
It's those little sparks that fly and then land like dynamite, yeah.
Push It All Aside
We have got to stop fighting
We have got to learn to get along
We have got to know for a relationship in heaven
We've got to tame the devils on our tongues
Oh it gets harder every time, we both cross the invivible line
It feels like we're on two different planets
We're broken who's gonna fix us, and put us back together again
Chorus
So let's push it all aside
Take a swallow of pride
And realise
That nothing could be sweeter than loving each other
If we forget who was wrong and who's right
Yeah let's push it all aside
take a swallow of pride
and realise
that nothing could be sweeter than loving each other
if we forget who was wrong and who's right
We have got to stop fighting
And put our ammunition to one side
We have got ot understand exploding
isn't ever gonna close the gap between us
it's too wide
Oh it gets harder every day
We spit back at each other and say
It feels like we're on two different planets
But when all the damage is done
It's too late to be sorry
Chorus
So lets get some understanding
(ohhhh)
Just take a deep big breath and say
You can forget all the words I said
Keep them far away
Cos they don't mean what I meant
Now they're gone anyway
(ah)
So let's push it all aside
Take a swallow of pride
And realise
That nothing could be sweeter than loving each other
If we forget who was wrong and who's right...
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Taxi
It was raining hard in 'Frisco,
I needed one more fare to make my night.
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down,
She got in at the light.
Oh, where you going to, my lady blue,
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain.
She just looked out the window, and said
"Sixteen Parkside Lane".
Something about her was familiar
I could swear I'd seen her face before,
But she said, "I'm sure you're mistaken"
And she didn't say anything more.
It took a while, but she looked in the mirror,
And she glanced at the license for my name.
A smile seemed to come to her slowly,
It was a sad smile, just the same.
And she said, "How are you Harry?"
I said, "How are you Sue?
Through the too many miles
and the too little smiles
I still remember you."
It was somewhere in a fairy tale,
I used to take her home in my car.
We learned about love in the back of the Dodge,
The lesson hadn't gone too far.
You see, she was gonna be an actress,
And I was gonna learn to fly.
She took off to find the footlights,
And I took off to find the sky.
Oh, I've got something inside me,
To drive a princess blind.
There's a wild man, wizard,
He's hiding in me, illuminating my mind.
Oh, I've got something inside me,
Not what my life's about,
Cause I've been letting my outside tide me,
Over 'till my time, runs out.
Baby's so high that she's skying,
Yes she's flying, afraid to fall.
I'll tell you why baby's crying,
Cause she's dying, aren't we all.
There was not much more for us to talk about,
Whatever we had once was gone.
So I turned my cab into the driveway,
Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns.
And she said we must get together,
But I knew it'd never be arranged.
And she handed me twenty dollars,
For a two fifty fare, she said
"Harry, keep the change."
Well another man might have been angry,
And another man might have been hurt,
But another man never would have let her go...
I stashed the bill in my shirt.
And she walked away in silence,
It's strange, how you never know,
But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for,
Such a long, long time ago.
You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly.
She took off to find the footlights,
And I took off for the sky.
And here, she's acting happy,
Inside her handsome home.
And me, I'm flying in my taxi,
Taking tips, and getting stoned,
I go flying so high, when I'm stoned.
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Cats In The Cradle
My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
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Saturday Morning
Saturday morning,
And it’s growing light
I look out my window,
And remember the night
A story is starting,
And this story ends.
And I feel like I need you again….
Time used to move softly
When I was at home
It went on without me
And left me alone
Now it sits at my shoulder
And claws at my pen
And I feel like I need you again….
Chorus:
Ooooohhhh……
A song needs a reason and rhyme
Ooooohhhh…..
My love needs a little more time.
Well I recall September,
The leaves turnin’ brown
Remember October,
Left leaves on the ground.
And here’s come December,
Like an elderly friend.
And I feel like I need you again….
Chorus
My love needs a little more time…….
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Edan
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In light of Bob Hope's 100th,
Thanks For The Memory
Ralph Rainger and Leo Robin
Thanks for the memory
Of things I can't forget, journeys on a jet
Our wond'rous week in Martinique and Vegas and roulette
How lucky I was
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was
Now since our breakup I wake up
Alone on a gray morning-after
I long for the sound of your laughter
And then I see the laugh's on me
But, thanks for the memory
Of every touch a thrill, I've been through the mill
I've lived a lot and learned a lot, you loved me not and still
I miss you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of how we used to jog even in a fog
That barbecue in Malibu, away from all the smog
How rainy it was
Thanks for the memory
Of letters I destroyed, books that we enjoyed
Tonight the way things look, I need a book by Sigmund Freud
How brainy he was
Gone are those evenings on Broadway
Together we'd go to a great show
But now I begin with the Late Show
And wish that you were watching, too
I know it's a fallacy
That grown men never cry, baby, that's a lie
We had our bed of roses, but forgot that roses die
And thank you so much
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:28
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Dan And John Ford Coley
Id Really Love To See You Tonight
Hello, yeah, it's been a while.
Not much, how 'bout you?
I'm not sure why I called,
I guess I really just wanted to talk to you.
And I was thinking maybe later on,
We could get together for a while.
It's been such a long time,
And I really do miss your smile.
I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.
We could go walking through a windy park,
Or take a drive along the beach.
Or stay at home and watch t.v.
You see, it really doesn't matter much to me.
I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.
I won't ask for promises,
So you won't have to lie.
We've both played that game before,
Say I love you, then say goodbye.
I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Lost In The 50's Tonight
Ronnie Milsap
Close your eyes baby
Follow my hear-eart
Call on the mem'rie-ie-ies
Here in the dar-ark
We'll let the magic
Take us away-ay
Back to the fee-eelin's
We shared when they'd play
In the still of the ni-i-i-i-ight
Ho-old me darlin', hold me ti-i-ight
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, doo
So real, so-o-o right
Lost in the fifties tonight
These precious hou-ours
We know can't survi-ive
But love's all that matter-ers
While the past is ali-ive
Now and for always
Till time disappear-ears
We'll hold each other
Whenever we hear
In the still of the ni-i-i-i-ight
Ho-old me darlin', hold me ti-i-ight
Say-ay-ay-ay...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, doo
So real, so right
Lost in the fifties tonight
Oh-oh-oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
So-o-o ri-i-ight
Say-ay-ay, Oh-oh...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
So-o real, so ri-i-ight...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do
So-o real, so ri-i-ight...
Shoo-doop, shoo-be do, shoo-doop, shoo-be do [fade]
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I count the reasons for the darkness
there lies a balance in dichotomy
the dead of night scares me
yet the sun shocks the senses, tossing me back and forth
I see the glimmer of the lining
now it rains, soon it rains no more
scorched by the heat, burning
the icy sting numb and frozen, angels and rage
divergent thoughts collide in virtual silence
go...face to face, the two sides alone
which way should I go?
And now the angels weep the tears of rage
again frustrated, the clash of human ways
angels...and rage
The morning sun creeps in the shadows
one word of truth negates hypocrisy
to realize nothing, caught between the seconds
chasing me back and forth
already, outcome is decided
nothing new under the sun, they say
at every turn fate might try and stop me, dragging me down
opposing views defy all trace of reason
go..face to face, the two sides alone--leave me alone
And now the angels weep the tears of rage
again frustrated, the clash of human ways
angels...and rage
sudden change, disturbing pattern
defying all I ever thought was real
feeling pulled by this senseless anger
but I will remain...I remain
out of breath, slipping backwards
the paradigm inverts before my eyes
at last I see clearly all before me, angels and rage
divergent thoughts collide
they scream in silence and curse the night
go...face to face, the two sides alone
where did you go? which way should I go?
and now the angels weep the tears of rage
again frustrated, the clash of human ways
angels...and rage
and now the angels weep the tears of rage
love or conquest, where do we set the stakes?
angels...and rage
angels...and rage...
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Wrapped in Grey
(Partridge)
Some folks see the world as a stone
Concrete daubed in dull monotone
Your heart is the big box of paints
And others, the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints
How coloured the flowers all smelled
As they huddled there, in petalled prayer
They told me this, as I knelt there
Awaken you dreamers
Adrift in your beds
Balloons and streamers
Decorate the inside of your heads
Please let some out
Do it today
But don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey
Some folks pull this life like a weight
Drab and dragging dreams made of slate
Your heart is the big box of paints
And others, the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints
Just think how the old masters felt, they call...
Awaken you dreamers
Asleep at your desks
Parrots and lemurs
Populate your unconscious grotesques
Please let some out
Do it today
Don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey
And in the very least you can
Stand up naked and grin
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LTEC!
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...and ICE CREAM!
Feb 2000
time: 21:28
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Bad Dog, No Buiscuit
(written by William Kitchens and Richard S. Ferrell)
Stayed out late with the boys again
I got to reminiscing and it got out of hand
Pulled up in the driveway, saw the porch light on
Trouble Jack, that's a fact, throw me a bone
(Chorus)
Back in the pound, back on the chain
My baby left me out in the rain
I scratched at the door, she told me to get
She said, "Bad dog, no biscuit"
I whimpered and I whined and started to beg
"I hope you freeze", was all she said
Slept out in my truck with my heater on
Hey Roy, oh boy, throw me a bone
(Repeat chorus)
I woke up with a fever and a runny nose
I'm a housebroken baby, I do what I'm told
I won't ever stray, ever roam
Hush honey, honey hush, throw me a bone
(Repeat chorus three times)
Bad dog
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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The Battle of Evermore
Led Zeppelin
Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone.
Oh, dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morn - ing light.
The dark Lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all.
Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all.
I hear the horses' thunder
Down in the valley blow,
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon,
Waiting for the eastern glow.
The apples of the valley hold,
The seas of happiness,
The ground is rich from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh,-------dance in the dark of night,
sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red.
Oh the war is common cry, Pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with good and bad
That mortals never know.
Oh, well, the night is long, The beads of time pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, Waiting for the eastern glow.
The pain of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on.
Sing as you raise your bow,
Shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night
That lights the face so cold.
Oh dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the mornin' light.
The magic runes are writ in gold
To bring the balance back, Bring it back.
At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by,
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes.
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*End Is Forever*
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Salford, UK
Jan 1970
time: 05:28
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If You Don't, Don't - Jimmy Eat World
What's wrong baby? Don't they treat you like they should?
Did you take them for it, for every penny that you could?
We once walked out on the beach and once I almost touched your hand
How I dreamed to finally say such things, then only to pretend
Don't you know I'm thinking? Driving 405 past midnight
You know I miss you? 9th and Ash on a Tuesday night
I would write to you from museum mile, a toast to you - your whisper, your smile
Up the stairs at Wetherford, a ghost each place I hide
If you don't, don't know why'd you say so?
Would you mean this please if it happens?
If you don't know why did you say so?
Won't you get your story straight?
If you don't, then honey why'd you just say so?
'Cause I need this now more than I ever did
If you don't, well honey then you don't...
I left you waiting... at the least could we be friends?
Should've never started, ain't that the way it always ends?
On my life I'll try today, there's so much I've felt I should say
But even if your heart would listen, I doubt I could explain...
If you don't, don't know why'd you say so?
Would you mean this please if it happens?
If you don't know why did you say so?
Won't you get your story straight?
If you don't, then honey why'd you just say so?
'Cause I need this now more than I ever did
If you don't, well honey then you don't...
So here we are now, a sip of wine, a sip of water
Someday maybe, maybe someday we'll be smarter
And I'm sorry that I'm such a mess, I drank all my money could get
Took everything that we had and then I never loved you back
If you don't, don't know why'd you say so?
Would you mean this please if it happens?
If you don't know why did you say so?
Won't you get your story straight?
If you don't, then honey why'd you just say so?
'Cause I need this now more than I ever did
If you don't, well honey then you don't...
If you don't, well honey then you don't...
If you don't, well honey then you don't...
If you don't know, honey, honey, well you don't.
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Born In The 50's
We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
My mother cried
When president Kennedy died
She said it was the communists
But I knew better
Would they drop the bomb on us
While we made love on the beach
We were the class they couldn't teach
'Cause we knew better
We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
They screamed
When the Beatles sang
And they laughed when the King fell down the stairs
Oh they should've known better
Oh we hated our Aunts
Then we messed in our pants
Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV
Oh we should've known better
We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
We freeze like statues on the pages of history
Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s
Oh, you opened the door for us
And then you turned to dust
You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
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I Been Down So Long
The sun sets across the ocean
I'm a thousand mile from anywhere
And my pocketbook in my heart
Both just got stolen
And the sun act like she don't even care
The wind blows cold when you reach the top
Feels like somebody's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe
Got a plastic jesus, a cordless telephone for every corner of my room
Got everybody but you tellin' me what to do
Well I've been down so long
It can't be that much longer still
And I've been down for so long
That the end must be drawing near
I looked to everybody but me
To answer my prayers
Until I found an angel in the bathroom
Who said she didn't see anybody who was saving anywhere
And the blind man said, "Simple... like flipping a coin -
Don't matter what side it lands on
So long as it's somebody else's dime"
Cause if you're the top of the bottom
It all feels the same
We live out of fear if we're too rich or we're too poor
Guess all I can do is muster up some change
And a little bit of faith
And take some dignity when I walk through this door
Gonna take a trip
Catch a train
Got a ticket in my hand
And then a fat man takes my money
And like cattle we all stand
I'm just a faceless body lost in this vast and worthless sea
In a thousand people I do not know
But really they are no different from me
They all have passion
They all have fear
They all have intense confusion
And no sweet moments that are clear
They all have aspirations
High hopes and dreams
And are really that alone like me
We've been down so long
It can't be that much longer still
We've been down so long
That the end must be...
The end must be...
The end must be drawing near
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