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The Mississippi delta
Was shining like a national guitar I am following the river, down the highway Through the cradle of the Civil War I'm going to Graceland, Graceland In Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland My traveling companion is nine years old He is the child of my first marriage But I've reason to believe We both will be received In Graceland She comes back to tell me she's gone As if I didn't know that As if I didn't know my own bed As if I'd never noticed The way she brushed her hair from her forehead And she said losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow I'm going to Graceland Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and Pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland And my traveling companions Are ghosts and empty sockets I'm looking at ghosts and empties But I've reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Whoa, so this is what she means She means we're bouncing into Graceland And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow In Graceland, in Graceland I'm going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain There's some part of me wants to see Graceland And I may be obliged to defend Every love, every ending Or maybe there's no obligations now Maybe I've a reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland Whoa-oh-oh-oh, in Graceland, in Graceland,in Graceland I'm going to Graceland |
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| 2. |
| 4:41 |
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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 ...... More Lyrics |
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| 3. |
| 2:58 |
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No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine. I can't for the life of me Remember a sadder day I know they say let it be But it just don't work out that way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again No I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine. I just can t believe it's so Though it seems strange to say I never been laid so low In such a mysterious way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again But I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day When the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a moment away |
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| 4. |
| 4:33 |
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Moves like a fist through traffic
Anger and no one can heal it Shoves a little bump into the momentum It's just a little lump But you feel it In the creases and the shadows With a rattling deep emotion The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean Yes Boss. The government handshake Yes Boss. The crusher of language Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater, The face at the edge of the banquet The cool, the cool river The cool, the cool river I believe in the future I may live in my car My radio tuned to The voice of a star Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm And these old hopes and fears Still at my side Anger and no one can heal it Slides through the metal detector Lives like a mole in a motel A slide in a slide projector The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean The rage of love turns inward To prayers of devotion And these prayers are The constant road across the wilderness These prayers are These prayers are the memory of God The memory of God And I believe in the future We shall suffer no more Maybe not in my lifetime But in yours I feel sure Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm And these streets Quiet as a sleeping army Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven For the mother's restless son Who is a witness to, who is a warrior Who denies his urge to break and run Who says: Hard times? I'm used to them The speeding planet burns I'm used to that My life's so common it disappears And sometimes even music Cannot substitute for tears |
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| 5. |
| 3:07 |
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The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to leave your lover She said it's really not my habit to intrude Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said I appreciate that and would you please explain About the fifty ways She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free |
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| 6. |
| 4:10 |
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Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie But I say why Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? And in remembering a road sign I am remembering a girl when I was young And we said These songs are true These days are ours These tears are free And hey The cross is in the ballpark The cross is in the ballpark We had a lot of fun We had a lot of money We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny Sonny gets married and moves away Sonny has a baby and bills to pay Sonny gets sunnier Day by day by day by day Doh, doh, doh, doh Doh, doh, doh, doh Well, I've been waking up at sunrise I've been following the light across my room I watch the night receive the room of my day Some people say the sky is just the sky But I say Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself How it's strange that some rooms are like cages Sonny's yearbook from high school Is down from the shelf And he id-ly thumbs through the pages Some have died Some have fled from themselves Or struggled from here to get there Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's is just a lie But I say the cross is in the ballpark Why deny the obvious child |
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| 7. |
| 3:57 |
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words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon and Forere Motlobeloa)
It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry |
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| 8. |
| 3:43 |
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Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Returned to their hotel suite And they unlocked the door Easily losing their evening clothes They danced by the light of the moon To the Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The deep forbidden music They'd been longing for Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were strolling down Christopher Street When they stopped in a men's store With all of the mannequins dressed in the style That brought tears to their immigrant eyes Just like The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The easy stream of laughter Flowing through the air Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog apres la guerre Side by side They fell asleep Decades gliding by like Indians Time is cheap When they wake up they will find All their personal belongings Have intertwined Oh Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were dining with the power elite And they looked in their bedroom drawer And what do you think They have hidden away In the cabinet cold of their hearts? The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins For now and ever after As it was before Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war |
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| 3:54 |
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The first thing I remember
I was lying in my bed I couldn't of been no more Than one or two I remember there's a radio Comin' from the room next door And my mother laughed The way some ladies do When it's late in the evening And the music's seeping through The next thing I remember I am walking down the street I'm feeling all right I'm with my boys I'm with my troops, yeah And down along the avenue Some guys were shooting pool And I heard the sound Of a cappella groups, yeah Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage in this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a "J" And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play And it was late in the evening And I blew that room away The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do Well I guess I'd been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor But I never loved no one The way that I loved you And it was late in the evening And all the music seeping through |
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| 3:29 |
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Whoa------I got time on my hands tonight You're the girl of my dreams When I'm near you my future seems bright OO------I want you to be my girl I want you to be my movie I am Sal Mineo and I need you so Sweet Bernadette Whoa------You got style from your hair to your heels Though my words may be jumbled Still I'm telling you just how it feels I love you SAL & BERNADETTE I love you And the breeze that wraps around you SAL Satin summer nights BERNADETTE Satin summer nights SAL & BERNADETTE A girl I can't forget SAL Whoa------You're the smile of the moon Bernadette SAL & BERNADETTE Dom Dom Dom Doo Well-a well I'm home Dom Dom Dom Doo Well-a well I'm home SAL Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop Come with me There's a place I want you to see When the leaves are dark I've got a hiding place in Central Park And the sky is a coat of diamonds There's a wooden cross over my bed The city is lit with candles They're shining for you Bernadette. Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa OO OO, Bernadette SAL & BERNADETTE Dom Dom Dom Doo Well-a well I'm home Dom Dom Dom Doo Well-a well I'm home SAL Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop. Lead, Background Vocal, Hi String and Acoustic Guitar-Paul Simon Background Vocal-Milton Cardona Background Vocal-Ray De La Paz Background Vocal-Myrna Gomila Background Vocal-Kevin Harrison Background Vocal-Teana Rodriguez Celeste, Synthesizer, Vibes, Glockenspiel-Oscar Hernandez Guitar-Paul Livant Guitar-Vincent Nguini Tenor Saxophone-Bill Holloman Piano-Horace Ott Bass-John Beal Bell Tree-Bobby Allende Drums, Guitar Case Kick Drum-Robby Ameen |
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| 4:44 |
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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 Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I 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 Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away 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 Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away 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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| 3:22 |
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Come on take me to the mardi Gras
Where the people sing and play Where the dancing is elite And there's music in the street Both night and day Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras In the city of my dreams You can legalize your lows You can wear your summer clothes In the New Orleans And i will lay my burden down Rest my head upon that shore And when i wear that starry crown I won't be wanting and more Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras Let the music wash your soul You can mingle in the street You can jingle to the beat of jelly roll |
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| 13. |
| 5:49 |
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a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing Ta na na Ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these diamonds And I could say Oo oo oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes And puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bridges and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of her shoes And I could say Oo oo oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose These walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes |
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| 14. |
| 3:22 |
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I met my old lover
On the street last night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy afler all these years Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man Who tends to socialize I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I aint no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should l? Its all gonna fade Now I sit by my window And I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy Still crazy Still crazy after all these years |
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| 3:28 |
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When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school It's a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education Hasn't hurt me none I can read the writing on the wall Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away If you took all the girls I knew When I was single And brought them all together for one night I know they'd never match My sweet imagination And everything looks worse in black and white Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (Leave your boy so far from home) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away |
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| 3:15 |
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Words & music by paul simon
When I was a little boy, (when I was just a boy) And the devil would call my name (when I was just a boy) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (when I was just a boy) I'm a consecrated boy (when I was just a boy) I'm a singer in a sunday choir Oh , my mama loves, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man) And the devil would call my name (grown to be a man) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (grown to be a man) I'm a consummated man (grown to be a man) I can snatch a little purity My mama loves me, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me And if I was president (was the president) The minute congress call my name (was the president) I'd say "who do, Who do you think you're fooling? (who do you think you're fooling) I've got the presidential seal (was the president) I'm up on the presidential podium My mama loves me She loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me Fade out: She love me, love me, love me, love me (loves me like a rock) |
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| 2:43 |
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The mama pajama rolled out of bed
And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law The mama looked down and spit on the ground Everytime my name gets mentioned The papa said oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention Well I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they come and take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard |
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| 5:38 |
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> One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose Are traveling together In the Sangre de Christo The Blood of Christ Mountains Of New Mexico On the last leg of a journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes Slipping into stone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Thinking back to the season before Looking back through the cracks in the door Two people were married The act was outrageous The bride was contagious She burned like a bride These events may have had some effect On the man with the girl by his side The arc of a love affair His hands rolling down her hair Love like lightning shaking till it moans Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones And whoa whoa She said why? Why don't we drive through the night And we'll wake up down in Mexico Oh I Oh, I I don't know nothin' about nothin' About Mexico And tell me why Why won't you love me For who I am Where I am He said: cause that's not the way the world is baby This is how I love you baby This is how I love you baby One and one-half wandering Jews Returned to their natural coasts To resume old acquaintances Step out occasionally And speculate who had been damaged the most Easy time will determine if these consolations Will be their reward The arc of a love affair Waiting to be restored You take two bodies and you twirl them into one Their hearts and their bones And they won't come undone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones |
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| 5:15 |
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A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself With a magazine and a sleepless pillow Over the crest of the mountain the moon begins its climb And he wakes to find he's in rolling farmland The farmer sleeps against his wife He wonders what their life must be A Trailways bus is heading south Into Washington, D.C. A mother and child, the baby maybe two months old Prepare themselves for sleep and feeding. The shadow of the Capitol dome slides across his face And his heart is racing with the urge to freedom. The father motionless as stone, A shepherd resting with his flock, The Trailways bus is turning west- Dallas via Little Rock. WAHZINAK O my darling, darling Sal The desert moon is my witness. I've no money to come East, But I know you'll soon be here LAZARUS We pull into downtown Dallas by the side of the Grassy Knoll Where the leader fell and a town was broken. Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years He hears music playing and Spanish spoken The border patrol outside of Tucson boarded the bus BORDER PATROLMAN Any aliens here? You better check with us, How about you son? You look like you got Spanish blood. Do you 'Habla Ingles,' am I understood? SAL Yes, I am an alien, from Mars. I come to earth from outer space. And if I traveled my whole life You guys would still be on my case You guys would still be on my case LAZARUS But he can't leave his fears behind, He recalls each fatal thrust The screams carried by the wind, Phantom figures in the dust Phantom figures in the dust Phantom figures in the dust. Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar-Paul Simon Vocal-Sara Ramirez Guitar-Vincent Nguini Guitar, Acoustic Guitar Solo-Arlen Roth Pedal Steel-Robby Turner Bass-Bakithi Kumalo Trumpet-Bill Holloman Accordion-Mike Ramos Fender Rhodes-Oriente Lopez Shaker-Crusher Bennett Drums-Shannon Ford |
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