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My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go. Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, a prophet on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. You've all been asleep, you would not believe me Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me Fire wheel burning in the air! You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of the air! And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the sky with flame and might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no. |
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Firefly, can you see me?
Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly Could you imagine? One summer day, That same night be on your way Do you remember? Hearts were too cold Seasons have frozen us into our souls People were sayin' the whole world is burning Ashes have scattered too hard to turn Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town Passenger, don't you hear me? Destination seen unclearly. What is a man deep down inside, What a raging beast with nothing to hide. Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town |
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Music: Noah Lewis, arranged by Grateful Dead
Lyrics: Noah Lewis If I had my way If I had my way If I had my way I would tear this whole building down Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair She had good looks - God knows - and coal black hair Delilah she gained old Samson's mind When first he saw this woman, she looked so fine Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee Said tell me where your strength lies, if you please Then she spoke so kind, she talked so fair That Samson said, Delilah you cut off my hair You can shave my head, as clean as my hand My strength will come as natural as any other man You read about Samson, all from his birth He was the strongest man ever had lived on earth One day while Samson was walking along Looked down on the ground he saw an old jaw bone Then he stretched out his arm and his chains broke like threads And when he got to move, ten thousand were dead Now Samson and the lion, they got in attack And Samson he walked up on the lion's back You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paw Samson got hands up round the lion's jaw He ripped that beast, killed it dead And the bees made honey in the lion's head If I had my way If I had my way If I had my way I would tear this whole building down Tear this whole building down! |
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You're tellin me this town ain't got no heart
Well, well, well, you can never tell The sunny side of the street is dark Well, well, well, you can never tell Maybe that's cause it's midnight, In the dark of the moon besides Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes You know you got such dark eyes Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around You think you've seen this town clear through Well, well, well, you can never tell Nothin' here that could interest you Well, well, well, you can never tell It's not because you missed out On the thing that we had, to start Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Since I'm passing your way today Well, well, well, you can never tell I just stopped in cause I want to say Well, well, well, you can never tell I recall your darkness When it crackled like a thundercloud Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart When I can hear it beat out loud Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around |
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Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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I need a woman 'bout twice my age
A lady of nobility, gentility and rage Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw We'll go right through the book and break each and every law. I got a feeling and it won't go away, oh no Just one thing then I'll be OK I need a miracle every day. I need a woman 'bout twice my height Statuesque, raven-dressed, a goddess of the night. Her secret incantations, a candle burning blue We'll consult the spirits maybe they'll know what to do. And it's real and it won't go away, oh no I can't get around and I can't run away I need a miracle every day. I need a woman 'bout twice my weight A ton of fun who packs a gun with all her freight Find her in a sideshow leave her in L.A. Ride her like a surfer running on a tidal wave. And it's real, believe what I say, yeah Just one thing I got to say I need a miracle every day. It takes dynamite to get me up Too much of everything is just enough One more thing I just got to say I need a miracle every day, I need a miracle every day, I need a miracle every day, (got to be the only way) I need a miracle |
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32 teeth in a jawbone, alabama trying for none,
Before I have to hit him, I hope he's got the sense to run. Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything, Why they all believe him? he wears a big diamond ring. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major domo billy bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me, "what's this about alabama? it keeps a coming back to me. Heard your plea in the courthouse, witness box began to rock and rise, 49 sister states all had alabama in there eyes. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major said why don't we give him rope enough to hang himself? No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves. 23rd psalm major domo, reserve me a table for three, Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, alabama, and me. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. |
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You say you want to try again, wear it down between the lines
Well, I have a better end in mind it doesn't seem to really have you Close your eyes to see though I know you don't mean to be You are so far from me There was something I had caught inside screaming hard to make it go And tied me down low, it doesn't seem you really have to Close you eyes to see, you've been all you'll be to me Though I know you don't mean to be, it's just too late And we can't relate at all This is the last time I wanna say so long This song is my last song for you There's just nothing here to hold on to Baby, nothing to hold on to |
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This must be heaven, tonight I cross the line.
You must be the angel, I though I might never find. Was it you I heard singing, Oh while I was chasin' dreams. Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows around, And the rain fallin' down, but I never know. Got to be heaven, cause here's where the rainbow ends. If this ain't the real thing, then it's close enough to pretend. When that wind blows, when the night's about to fall. You can hear the silence call, it's a certain sort of sound, Like the rain fallin' down. Holes in what's left of my reason, holes in the knees of my blues. Odds against me been increasin', but I'll pull through. I never could read no road map, I don't know what the weather might do. But when that rich wind whines and I see the dark star shine, I got a feeling there's no time to lose, no time to lose. Never know now, just don't never know, no. Well it's been heaven, but even the rainbows will end. Now my sails are fillin' and the wind is willin'. And I'm as good as gone again. I'm still walkin', so I'm sure that I can dance. Just a Saint of Circumstance, just a tiger in a trance. And the rain fallin' down, well, you never know, just don't know. Listen, sure don't know what I going for, but I'm gonna go for it for sure... |
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In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running 'round The winter was so hard and cold Froze ten feet 'neath the ground Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me I sat down to my supper 'Twas a bottle of red whisky I said my prayers and went to bed That's the last they saw of me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me When I awoke, the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin Was grinning at my window All I said was, "come on in" Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me The wolf came in, I got my cards We sat down for a game I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades But the cards were all the same Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me In the backwash of Fennari The black and bloody mire The Dire Wolf collects his dues While the boys sing 'round the fire Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me No, no, no, don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Please, don't murder me |
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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. Ah, child of countless trees. Ah, child of boundless seas. What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me, Born to me, Cassidy... Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac. I can tell by the way you smile he's rolling back. Come wash the nighttime clean, Come grow this scorched ground green, Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy... Quick beats in an icy heart. catch-colt draws a coffin cart. There he goes now, here she starts: Hear her cry. Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly. Faring thee well now. Let your life proceed by its own design. Nothing to tell now. Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine. (Repeat) |
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Inside you're burnin' I can see clear through
Your eyes tell more than you mean them to Lit up and flashin' like the reds and blues Out there on the neon avenue Well I, feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) Well the music's thunderin', restless and hot You keep firin' me glances across the room And I can't stop wonderin' just what you got Get the feeling I'm going to find out real soon But I feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) So let's get on with the show, let's go Yes, and the wheels it's smokin 'round midnight You show me a look that says "Let's go" Yes, and it feels about like running a red light Now there ain't no point in looking behind us, no! Still I feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) You know It's gonna get stranger, let's get on with the show If this were love now how would I know? How would I know? Feel like a stranger Gonna be a long, long, crazy, crazy night Silky, silky, crazy, crazy night |
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It must be getting early, clocks are running late
Paint-by-number morning sky looks so phony Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare Draw the curtains, I don't care 'cause it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive I see you've got your list out, say your peace and get out Guess I get the gist of it, but it's alright Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say Every silver lining's got a touch of grey I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive It's a lesson to me The Ables and the Bakers and the C's The ABC's we all must face Try to keep a little grace It's a lesson to me The Deltas and the East and the Freeze The ABC's we all think of And try to wean a little love I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years It's even worse than it appears, but it's alright Cow is giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen The words he knows are all obscene, but it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it Whistle through your teeth and spit 'cause it's alright Oh well, a touch of grey kinda suits you anyway And that was all I had to say and it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive We will get by We will get by We will get by We will survive We will get by We will get by We will get by We will survive |
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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her" Seemed like the least I could do Cause when he's chargin' his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think me by contrast quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, baby got hard as it gets With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders And your chair and your whip and your pets Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the ravenous Catherine the Great And we know how you love your ovations To the Z-rated scenes you create (Z-rated scenes you create) You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh When I stumble and fall There may come a day I will dance on your grave If unable to dance I will crawl across it Unable to dance I will crawl Unable to dance I'll crawl You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you will think of me only When the snakes come marching in When the snakes come marching in You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride Least I'm enjoying the ride |
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I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do
I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do I don't want to buy it I just want to rent it for a minute or two I met an old mistake walking down the street today I met an old mistake walking down the street today I didn't want to be mean about it I couldn't think of one good thing to say. West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. Got a steady job moving items for the mob Got a steady job moving items for the mob Know the pay's pathetic It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copasetic West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know Lord, just how far to go. West L.A. fadeaway, here's one chance you say. She tries to live by the Golden Rule. Said you treat other people right, Other people probably treat you cool. |
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Picture a bright blue ball
Just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, Brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space [A] closer look reveals the human race Full of hope, full of grace is the human face But afraid we may lay our home to waste There's a fear down here we can't forget Hasn't got a name just yet Always awake, always around Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls And again the hunt begins, and again the bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise [But] the darkness never goes from some mens eyes (oh no) It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets It's taking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat It's you and me, You and me Flashblade in ghetto night Rudies looking for a fight Rat cat alley roll them bones Need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price Money green, the proletarian gray Selling guns instead of food today So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink History's page will be neatly carved in stone The future's here ? we are it ? we are on our own (on our own, on our own! On our own!) If the game is lost then we're all the same No one left to place or take the blame We will leave this place an empty stone Oh that shinning ball We can call our home So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians are throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Shooting powders back and forth Singing black goes south while white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars Singing "I got mine and you got yours" And the current fashions set the pace Lose your step, fall out of grace And the radical, he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page!" And the rich man in his summer home, Singing "just leave well enough alone!" But his pants are down, his cover's blown And the politicians throwing stones So the kids they dance they shake their bones Cause its all too clear were on our own Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free It's dizzying, the possibilities Ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) |
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When the last rose of summer pricks my finger,
And the hot sun chills me to the bone, When I can't hear the song for the singer, And I can't tell my pillow from a stone, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain, And the stars start to splatter in the sky, When the moon hits the southwest horizon, With the scream of an eagle on the fly, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And listen to the ripples as they moan, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. Black muddy river, roll on forever, I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side, Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river, roll. When it seems like the night will last forever, And there's nothing left to do but count the years, When the strings of my heart begin to sever, And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And dream me a dream of my own, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, sing me a song of my own. |
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Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind Search for where Search for where the rivers end Or where the rivers start Do everything that's in you You feel to be your part But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Dare to leap Leap from ledges high and wild Learn to speak Speak with wisdom like a child Directly to the heart Crown yourself the king of clowns Or stand way back apart But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Shun a friend Shun a brother and a friend Never look Never look around the bend Or check the weather chart Sign the Mona Lisa With a spray can, call it art But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart A foolish heart will call on you To toss your dreams away Then turn around and blame you For the way you went astray A foolish heart will cost you sleep And often make you curse A selfish heart is trouble But a foolish heart is worse Bite the hand Bite the hand that bakes your bread Dare to leap Where the angels fear to tread Till you are torn apart Stoke the fires of paradise With coals from Hell to start But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart |
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There are times when you can beckon,
There are times when you must call. You can take a lot of reckoning, But you can't take it all. There are times when I can help you out, And times when you must fall. There are times when you must live in doubt And I can't help at all. Three blue stars rise on the hill Say no more now just be still All these trials soon be past Look for something built to last A wind held by the collar, Yes, a cloud held by the breeze You can walk on coals of fire But sometimes you must freeze There are times when you offend me And I do the same to you If we can't or won't forget it I guess we could be through One blue star sets on the hill Call it back you never will One more star sinks in the past Show me something built to last Built to last till time itself falls tumbling from the wall Built to last till sunshine fails and darkness moves on all Built to last while years roll past like cloudscapes in the sky Show me something built to last and something built to try There are times when you get hit upon Try hard but you can't give Other times you'd gladly part With what you need to live Don't waste your breath to save your face When you have done your best And even more is asked of you Fate will decide the rest All the stars are gone but one Morning breaks here comes the sun Cross the sky now sinking fast Show me something built to last |
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Well, there ain't nobody safer than someone who doesn't care.
And it isn't even lonely when no one's ever there. I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true... The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might To give you just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. I have always heard that virtue ought be its own reward, But it never comes so easy when you're living by the sword. It's even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way. You're as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away. Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spite Holding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright, Something shines around you and it seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. This could be just another highway, coiled up in the night. You could be just another white-tail, baby, stranded on my brights, There's a tingling recognition Like the sound of distant thunder And I begin to wonder If the love I've driven under Won't ignite. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. Something shines around you that seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. |
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South of Market in the land of ruin
You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room Stalking satisfaction. They got 'em packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies Check my conscience at the DMZ And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feelin' like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride; & What's that she's tryin' to show me..? What's that you're tryin' to show me..? Picasso Moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso Moon, liberate me, From the middle of eternity, Something hooks her little finger at me, An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Hangin' ten out on space and time Redefining distance. The next skull on your necklace is mine: Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please, find my resignation enclosed, Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey.., Dark Angel, What's botherin' you? So strange, you'll do me all that you do Dark Angel, you're makin' me blue.., I guess it doesn't matter.., I guess it doesn't matter... Picasso Moon, blinding ball, Spinning fire, the lightning calls Picasso Moon, fall into the sky Rarin' out, I'm gonna testify And stare a shout into that burning eye, Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Strikes morning; the atomic dawn, Scramble back to cover. Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on, My little leather-winged lover. I see your face printed on my money, Your blazin' ways really move me, honey..! Heart of darkness, Yea-e-yea-e-e-hoo.., Why'm I laughing? This ain't funny Dark Angel, now just don't start.., You'll break my spirit, wreck my heart You must have a license for practisin' that art. I don't presume to imagine. I don't presume to imagine. Picasso Moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso Moon, wheels within wheels What's true when everything's real? It's all new, I'm gonna scatter the seals Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. |
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Standing on the moon
I got no cobweb on my shoe Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue I see the gulf of Mexico As tiny as a tear The coast of California Must be somewhere over here - over here Standing on the moon I see the battle rage below Standing on the moon I see the soldiers come and go There's a metal flag beside me Someone planted long ago Old Glory standing stiffly Crimson, white and indigo - indigo I see all of Southeast Asia I can see El Salvador I hear the cries of children And the other songs of war It's like a mighty melody That rings down from the sky Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by - all roll by Standing on the moon With nothing else to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun Standing on the moon The stars go fading one by one I hear a cry of victory And another of defeat A scrap of age old lullaby Down some forgotten street Standing on the moon Where talk is cheap and vision true Standing on the moon But I would rather be with you Somewhere in San Francisco On a back porch in July Just looking up to heaven At this crescent in the sky Standing on the moon With nothing left to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you - be with you |
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Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her" Seemed like the least I could do Cause when he's chargin' his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think me by contrast quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, baby got hard as it gets With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders And your chair and your whip and your pets Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the ravenous Catherine the Great And we know how you love your ovations To the Z-rated scenes you create (Z-rated scenes you create) You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh When I stumble and fall There may come a day I will dance on your grave If unable to dance I will crawl across it Unable to dance I will crawl Unable to dance I'll crawl You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you will think of me only When the snakes come marching in When the snakes come marching in You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride Least I'm enjoying the ride |
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I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do
I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do I don't want to buy it I just want to rent it for a minute or two I met an old mistake walking down the street today I met an old mistake walking down the street today I didn't want to be mean about it I couldn't think of one good thing to say. West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. Got a steady job moving items for the mob Got a steady job moving items for the mob Know the pay's pathetic It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copasetic West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know Lord, just how far to go. West L.A. fadeaway, here's one chance you say. She tries to live by the Golden Rule. Said you treat other people right, Other people probably treat you cool. |
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Picture a bright blue ball
Just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, Brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space [A] closer look reveals the human race Full of hope, full of grace is the human face But afraid we may lay our home to waste There's a fear down here we can't forget Hasn't got a name just yet Always awake, always around Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls And again the hunt begins, and again the bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise [But] the darkness never goes from some mens eyes (oh no) It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets It's taking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat It's you and me, You and me Flashblade in ghetto night Rudies looking for a fight Rat cat alley roll them bones Need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price Money green, the proletarian gray Selling guns instead of food today So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink History's page will be neatly carved in stone The future's here ? we are it ? we are on our own (on our own, on our own! On our own!) If the game is lost then we're all the same No one left to place or take the blame We will leave this place an empty stone Oh that shinning ball We can call our home So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians are throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Shooting powders back and forth Singing black goes south while white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars Singing "I got mine and you got yours" And the current fashions set the pace Lose your step, fall out of grace And the radical, he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page!" And the rich man in his summer home, Singing "just leave well enough alone!" But his pants are down, his cover's blown And the politicians throwing stones So the kids they dance they shake their bones Cause its all too clear were on our own Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free It's dizzying, the possibilities Ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) |
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When the last rose of summer pricks my finger,
And the hot sun chills me to the bone, When I can't hear the song for the singer, And I can't tell my pillow from a stone, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain, And the stars start to splatter in the sky, When the moon hits the southwest horizon, With the scream of an eagle on the fly, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And listen to the ripples as they moan, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. Black muddy river, roll on forever, I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side, Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river, roll. When it seems like the night will last forever, And there's nothing left to do but count the years, When the strings of my heart begin to sever, And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And dream me a dream of my own, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, sing me a song of my own. |
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Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind Search for where Search for where the rivers end Or where the rivers start Do everything that's in you You feel to be your part But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Dare to leap Leap from ledges high and wild Learn to speak Speak with wisdom like a child Directly to the heart Crown yourself the king of clowns Or stand way back apart But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Shun a friend Shun a brother and a friend Never look Never look around the bend Or check the weather chart Sign the Mona Lisa With a spray can, call it art But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart A foolish heart will call on you To toss your dreams away Then turn around and blame you For the way you went astray A foolish heart will cost you sleep And often make you curse A selfish heart is trouble But a foolish heart is worse Bite the hand Bite the hand that bakes your bread Dare to leap Where the angels fear to tread Till you are torn apart Stoke the fires of paradise With coals from Hell to start But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart |
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There are times when you can beckon,
There are times when you must call. You can take a lot of reckoning, But you can't take it all. There are times when I can help you out, And times when you must fall. There are times when you must live in doubt And I can't help at all. Three blue stars rise on the hill Say no more now just be still All these trials soon be past Look for something built to last A wind held by the collar, Yes, a cloud held by the breeze You can walk on coals of fire But sometimes you must freeze There are times when you offend me And I do the same to you If we can't or won't forget it I guess we could be through One blue star sets on the hill Call it back you never will One more star sinks in the past Show me something built to last Built to last till time itself falls tumbling from the wall Built to last till sunshine fails and darkness moves on all Built to last while years roll past like cloudscapes in the sky Show me something built to last and something built to try There are times when you get hit upon Try hard but you can't give Other times you'd gladly part With what you need to live Don't waste your breath to save your face When you have done your best And even more is asked of you Fate will decide the rest All the stars are gone but one Morning breaks here comes the sun Cross the sky now sinking fast Show me something built to last |
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Well, there ain't nobody safer than someone who doesn't care.
And it isn't even lonely when no one's ever there. I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true... The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might To give you just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. I have always heard that virtue ought be its own reward, But it never comes so easy when you're living by the sword. It's even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way. You're as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away. Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spite Holding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright, Something shines around you and it seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. This could be just another highway, coiled up in the night. You could be just another white-tail, baby, stranded on my brights, There's a tingling recognition Like the sound of distant thunder And I begin to wonder If the love I've driven under Won't ignite. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. Something shines around you that seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. |
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South of Market in the land of ruin
You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room Stalking satisfaction. They got 'em packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies Check my conscience at the DMZ And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feelin' like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride; & What's that she's tryin' to show me..? What's that you're tryin' to show me..? Picasso Moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso Moon, liberate me, From the middle of eternity, Something hooks her little finger at me, An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Hangin' ten out on space and time Redefining distance. The next skull on your necklace is mine: Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please, find my resignation enclosed, Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey.., Dark Angel, What's botherin' you? So strange, you'll do me all that you do Dark Angel, you're makin' me blue.., I guess it doesn't matter.., I guess it doesn't matter... Picasso Moon, blinding ball, Spinning fire, the lightning calls Picasso Moon, fall into the sky Rarin' out, I'm gonna testify And stare a shout into that burning eye, Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Strikes morning; the atomic dawn, Scramble back to cover. Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on, My little leather-winged lover. I see your face printed on my money, Your blazin' ways really move me, honey..! Heart of darkness, Yea-e-yea-e-e-hoo.., Why'm I laughing? This ain't funny Dark Angel, now just don't start.., You'll break my spirit, wreck my heart You must have a license for practisin' that art. I don't presume to imagine. I don't presume to imagine. Picasso Moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso Moon, wheels within wheels What's true when everything's real? It's all new, I'm gonna scatter the seals Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. |
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Standing on the moon
I got no cobweb on my shoe Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue I see the gulf of Mexico As tiny as a tear The coast of California Must be somewhere over here - over here Standing on the moon I see the battle rage below Standing on the moon I see the soldiers come and go There's a metal flag beside me Someone planted long ago Old Glory standing stiffly Crimson, white and indigo - indigo I see all of Southeast Asia I can see El Salvador I hear the cries of children And the other songs of war It's like a mighty melody That rings down from the sky Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by - all roll by Standing on the moon With nothing else to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun Standing on the moon The stars go fading one by one I hear a cry of victory And another of defeat A scrap of age old lullaby Down some forgotten street Standing on the moon Where talk is cheap and vision true Standing on the moon But I would rather be with you Somewhere in San Francisco On a back porch in July Just looking up to heaven At this crescent in the sky Standing on the moon With nothing left to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you - be with you |
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Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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