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In golden Hannibal Carthage days, marching on to Rome,
Knocking on the door and finding nobody home there. Rome she cut our armies down and left them in the snow, So now I go to where I come from, Now I go home to the sun. When the earth moves again, When the earth moves again my friend, Let the lady ride on through, When the earth moves again. Egyptian kings they sing of gods and pyramids of stone, And they left the deserts clean, and they left the deserts golden, And shinin' as a beacon for those that need a road. (I do) Into the day and through the night, We go and find our way home. When the earth moves again, My love to all the people I leave behind. Search out the new ground around you, When the earth moves again. Your head can pull your body around 'n you can Leave whenever you can find the ground. Take what you find on the ground, Sea foam glass is sand. If you've only lived on earth (If you haven't lived in heaven), you've never seen the sun, Or the promise of a thousand other suns that glow beyond here, And if you care to see the future, just look into the eyes Of your young, dancing children; Don't be afraid of our ways. When the earth moves again, When the earth moves again, Watch the lady ride and sigh, When the earth moves again. Moses, Moses, the Red Sea closes Over you when you least expect it to, When the earth moves again, When the earth moves again. |
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Baby mine
Feel so good All the time If you would The girl knows how to love Both night and day She know how to feel so fine All over in every way Ain't no lie If you go I won't die Sure won't grow Sit 'round running numbers Sit 'round with my friends Wasting time now, watching the sky Wating for the story to end Until she set me free With her motion Roll me 'round Like the ocean I can't wait to get some more Of what the girl's got to give Living without her's like loving a wall And that ain't no way to live. |
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Crazy Miranda
Lives on propaganda She believes anything she reads It could be one side or the other Free Press or Time Life covers She follows newsprint anywhere it leads But still she can't seem to read And nobody knows Nobody knows what she needs It could be love All the pretty ladies textbooks Tell her how to have the "next look" The Bible tells her stay as plain as you are But she wants all the pretty boys beside her To write some pretty words to guide her To tell her they love her body as well as her mind She wants some kind of sign?a sign of love Oh never mind?she's not your kind. |
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you're only pretty as you feel
only pretty as you feel inside you're only pretty as you feel just as pretty as you feel inside when you wake up in the morning rub some sleep from your eye look inside your mirror comb your hair don't give vanity a second chance no no no beauty's only skin deep it goes just so far 'cause you're only pretty as you feel you're only pretty as you feel inside just as pretty as you feel now you're feelin pretty now you're feelin good now you're ready to face the world girl now you're feelin good go out there 'n' knock 'em silly girl go out there 'n' show 'em how ta thrill 'cause you're only pretty as you feel only pretty as you feel you're only pretty as you feel just as pretty as you feel inside feelin' so pretty, feelin' so pretty pretty mama. |
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Law man--I'm afraid you just walked in here at the wrong time
my old man's gun has never been fired but there's a first time & this could be this could be the first time Law man you know you look to be a lot younger than me and I'd hate to shoot a baby you've got a long way to go before you're old & slow and it could be it could be a good time if you change your mind well I'm tired and sweet from making love and it's just too late you'll have to wait bring your business around here in the morning well I've heard your line & you've heard mine & I'm just too tired to take a side bring your business around here in the morning Don't you want to be easy look there let some of the things you see go on by or you can burn them into your brain go on home Don't you see the children, they're just like you they want everything to be fine but they let it slide and the laughing lets you know that smiling breaks the rules Law breaker you know it could be me & if you had your way we'd all be down under the face of a clock that's just too old to be wound & you can see now the old hands won't move around one way or the other, fool card brother this could be, this could be, the first time. |
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Sometimes I feel like i am leaving life behind
My hands are moving faster than the movement of my mind Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn I hope that I will find them 'fore my moving gets too worn If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn So we go on moving trying to make this image real Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be And trying to avoid a taste of that reality On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall Showed to me a face I didn't know at all Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile That often comes to haunt me in the morning All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin' Emptiness ain't where it's at and neither's feeling pain Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road |
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sittin' around thinkin'
thinkin' and a thinkin' and it ain't doin' me no good well I thunk and I thunk couldn't think of anything better I tried and I tried tryin' ain't doin' me no good I write choo everyday, what could be my very last letter come what may I say thinkin' ain't doin' me no good thinkin' ain't doin' me no good people thinkin' ain't doin' me no good, no good I want to know, if everything that's sung will remain within the structure of a person whose mind I wish to claim please don't say that wantin' you won't do me no good please oh please don't say wantin' you won't wantin' you won't do me no good wantin' you won't do me no good woman wantin' you won't do me no good, no good well I thunk thunk thunk thunk a lot about it realized my thunk is nuthin' but a lot of funk bunk down on in my place only a dream (hum) only a dream (hum) only a dream (hum) thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no people thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no good |
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In nineteen hundred and seventy-five all the
people rose from the countryside to move against you government man d'you understand locked together hand in hand all thru this unsteady land-- gonna roll roll roll the rock around roll roll roll the rock around lift the rock out of the ground at the Battle of Forever Plains all my people hand in hand in hand in the rain the laser way won the day without one single living soul going down the government troops were circled in the sun gun found themselves on the run... from our nation the rock is raised no need to hide from the other side now... transformation call high to the constellation headquarters call high to the most high directors send out the transporting systems and send out the sun finders thirteen battalion of mind raiders three hundred master computer killers from great platforms in the mountains twenty mile lasers & great giant trackers... twenty miles south now in 1975 all my people rose from the countryside until we meet again and touch our hands together in another land until we meet again & see each others minds we three have met again and touched our hands talking of Napoleon in the garden we will muffle the drums tomorrow mornin gonna roll roll roll the rock around gonna roll roll roll the rock around lift the rock out of the ground |
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