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Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright And things are gonna be alright with me. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that all her dreams are sweet. Said now, would ya guide her on the roads And make them softer for her feet. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. Hey, Lord would ya look out for her tonight If she is sleepin' under the sky. Said now, make sure the ground she's sleepin' on Is always warm and dry. Ummm, don'tcha give her too much rain, Try to keep her away from pain Because my baby hates to cry. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause it gets rough along the way. Said now, this song seems strange is just because I don't know how to pray. Ummm, won'tcha give her peace of mind, And if you ever find the time Won'tcha tell her I miss her everyday. Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. With me. |
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin He says Son Can you play me a memory I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet And I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feeling alright Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's some place that he'd rather be He says Bill I believe this is killing me As a smile ran away from his face Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place Now Paul is a real estate novelist who never had time for a wife And he's talking with Davey who's still in the navy And probably will be for life And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinking alone Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feeling alright It's pretty good crowd for a Saturday and the manager gives me a smile Cause he knows that it's me They've been coming to see to forget about life for a while And the piano it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say Man What are you doing here Sing us a song youre the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feeling alright |
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You got to open your eyes in the morning
Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go You say you went out late last evenin' Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin' And you went and fell asleep on the floor And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin' Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin' And you better get your ass out the door Ain't no crime Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well, ev'rybody gets that way sometime It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go Well, now you tell me you love somebody And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever But you won't like 'em all of the time Well, now you tell me you need somebody For the rest of your life you might have somebody But you won't want 'em every day Ain't no crime Well, it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime Well, don't think twice about gettin' it off your mind It ain't no crime, oh Ain't no crime, Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin' The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin' And the Lord'll have mercy on your soul Oooh, yeah, Lord, Lord La la la la, ooh |
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| 3:13 |
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When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home When you touch my weary head And you tell me everything will be all right You say, "Use my body for your bed And my love will keep you warm throughout the night" Well, I'll never be a stranger and I'll never be alone Whenever we're together, that's my home Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike Indiana's early morning dew High up in the hills of California Home is just another word for you Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home If I travel all my life And I never get to stop and settle down Long as I have you by my side There's a roof above and good walls all around You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome I need you in my house 'cause you're my home You're my home |
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| 5:40 |
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From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand And his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time east and west of the Rio Grande. Well he started with a bank in Colorado in the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid and his age and his size took the teller by surprise and, the word spread of Billy the kid Well he never travelled heavy yes he always rode alone and he soon put many older guns to shame and he never had a sweetheart and he never had a home but the cowboy and the rancher knew his name Well he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma and the largest could not seem to track him down and it served his legend well For the folks they loved to tell about When Billy the kid came to town. Well one cold day a posse captured Billy and the judge said "String him up for what he did." And the cowboys and their kin like the sea, came pouring in to watch the hanging of Billy the kid. Well he never travelled heavy yes he always rode alone and he soon put many older guns to shame and he never had a sweetheart but he finally found a home under the boothill grave that bears his name. From a town known as Oyster Bay Long Island Rode a boy with a six pack in his hand and his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time east and west of the Rio Grande. |
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Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son
Tomorrow mornin', I could be a bum It doesn't matter which direction, though I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh And if I don't have a car, I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong ''(Ooh)'' Lightning and thunder Flashed across the roads we drove upon Oh, but it's clear skies we're under When I am together, when I sing the song Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh Fun ain't easy if it ain't free Too many people got a hold on me But I know something that they don't know I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong |
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| 3:55 |
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He always found it hard to take her She wouldn't listen to advice And though he never tried to make her She often thought it would be nice Oh-and now she's headin' out to California It's been a long time comin' but she's feelin' like a woman tonight And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Good bye, goodbye She tried for years to be a good wife It never quite got off the ground And all those stories of the good life Convinced her not to hang around Oh-and now she's headin' out to California It's been a long time comin' but she's feelin' like a woman tonight And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Good bye, goodbye And though she finds it hard to leave him She knows it would be worse to stay He wouldn't understand the reasons That make a woman run away Oh-and now she's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket, she's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Good bye, goodbye |
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If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand Though I know it wouldn't change your feelings And I know you'll carry on the best you can If I only had the urge to tell you If you only know how hard it is to say When the simple lines have all been taken And the radio repeats them ev'ry day If I never find the song to sing you If you always find it hard to comprehend Well you know there wouldn't be much meaning If I had to sing those tired words again Life goes on and on, and tonight will soon be gone But if we try we can be sure If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand But I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man |
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| 3:20 |
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Well, it's a rainy night in Paris, And I'm sitting by the Seine, It's a pleasure to be soaking in the European rain, Now my belly's full of fancy food and wine Oh but in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line In the morning there'll be hell hell to pay Somewhere along the line Sweet Virginia cigarette burin' in my hand Well you used to be a friend of mine but now I understand You've been eating up inside me for some time Oh and I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line Well I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line Somewhere along the line Well I know it's just a matter of time Well the fun falls through and the rent comes due Somewhere along the line Well you know I love my woman, And I would not let her down, And I did my share of lovin' when I used to get around Now I'm satisfied, And she is lookin' fine Oh but you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line But you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line Hey it's good to be a young man And to live the way you please Yes a young man is the king of ev'ry kingdom that he sees But there's an old and feeble man not far behind Oh that surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line That surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line |
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Saturday night and you're still hangin' around You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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You went uptown riding in your limousine In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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| 3:54 |
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If you search for tenderness It isn't hard to find You can have the love you need to live But if you look for truthfulness You might just as well be blind It always seems to be so hard to give Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honest is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you I can always find someone To say they sympathize If I wear my heart out on my sleeve But I don't want some pretty face To tell me pretty lies All I want is someone to believe Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honest is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you I can find a lover I can find a friend I can have security Until the bitter end Anyone can comfort me With promises again I know I know When I'm deep inside of me Don't be too concerned I won't ask for nothin' while I'm gone But when I want sincerity Tell me where else can I turn Because you're the one that I depend upon Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honest is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you |
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| 4:42 |
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Got a call from an old friend We used to be real close Said he couldn't go on the American way Closed the shop sold the house Bought a ticket to the West Coast Now he gives them a stand up routine in L A I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never said I was a victim of circumstance I still belong don't get me wrong And you can speak your mind But not on my time They will tell you you can't sleep alone in a strange place Then they'll tell you you can't sleep with somebody else Ah but sooner or later you sleep in your own space Either way it's okay you wake up with yourself I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never said I was a victim of circumstance I still belong don't get me wrong And you can speak your mind But not on my time I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone |
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| 5:11 |
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Ali dances and the audience applauds Though he's bathed in sweat he hasn't lost his style Ali don't you go downtown You gave away another round for free Me, I'm just another face at Zanzibar But the waitress always serves a secret smile She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be Rose, he knows he's such a credit to the game But the Yankees grab the headline every time Melodrama's so much fun In black and white for everyone to see Me, I'm trying just to get to second base And I'd steal it if she only gave the sign She's gonna give the go ahead The inning isn't over yet for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be Tell the waitress I'll come back to Zanzibar I'll be hiding in the darkness with my beer She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be |
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She cuts you once, she cuts you twice But still you believe The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood But you don't have strength to leave You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she wants forgiveness It's such a clever masquerade She's so good with her stiletto You don't even see the blade She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep She's got so much skill She's so fascinating that you're still there waiting When she comes back for the kill You've been slashed in the face You've been left there to bleed You want to run away But you know you're gonna stay 'Cause she gives you what you need Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain She cuts you out, she cuts you down She carves up your life But you won't do nothing As she keeps on cutting 'Cause you know you love the knife You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain |
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| 4:42 |
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I play nights in the Spanish part of town
I've got music in my hands The work is hard to find, but that don't get me down Rosalinda understands Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square Oh Havana, I've been searching for you everywhere And though I'll never be there I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies in Rosalinda's eyes When she smiles, she gives everything to me When she's all alone she cries And I'd do anything to take away her tears Because they're Rosalinda's eyes Senorita don't be lonely, I will soon be there Oh Havana, I've been searching for you everywhere I've got a chance to make it It's time for me to take it I'll return before the fire dies in Rosalinda's eyes All alone in a Puerto Rican band Union wages, wedding clothes Hardly anyone has seen how good I am But Rosalinda says she knows Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere And though I'll never be there I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies in Rosalinda's eyes Oh, yeah Senorita don't be lonely, I will soon be there Oh Havana, I've been searching for you everywhere I've got a chance to make it It's time for me to take it I'll return before the fire dies in Rosalinda's eyes |
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Little Geo is a friend of mine We get some money and we buy a cheap wine Sit on the corner and have a holiday Hide the bottle when the cop goes by Talk about women and lie, lie, lie Oh, my other world is just a half a mile away Wait for mama to turn out the light Crawl on the the roof and then hit the night I should be sleeping but tonight I just can't stay I've given everybody so much time Now I need a moment that's mine Oh my other world is just a half a mile away It's just a half a mile away Angelina save a place for me I've been livin' someone else's life and now I've got to be free Turn your transistor on and let the music play I try to keep the family satisfied But there's gotta be more to life than just try, try, try Oh my other world is just a half a mile away It's just a half a mile away |
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I never ask you where you go After I leave you in the morning We go our different ways to separate situations It's not that easy anymore Today I do what must be done I give my time to total strangers But now it feels as though the the day goes on forever More than it ever did before Until the night, until the night I just might make it Until the night, until the night When I see you again Now you're afraid that we have changed And I'm afraid we're getting older So many broken hearts, so many lonely faces So many lovers come and gone I'll have my fears like every man You'll have you tears like every woman Today we'll be unsure, is this what we believe in And wonder how can we go wrong Until the night, until the night I just might make it Until the night, until the night When I see you again When the sun goes down And the day is over When the last of the light has gone As they pour into the street I will be getting closer As the cars turn their headlights on As they're closing it down I'm gonna open it up And while they're going to sleep We'll just be starting to touch I'm just beginning to feel I'm just beginning to give I'm just beginning to feel I'm just beginning to live Before I leave you again Before the light of dawn Before this evening can end I have been waiting so long Until the night, until the night I just might make it Until the night, until the night I'll just keep holding on Until the night, until the night When I see you again |
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| 2:32 |
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They say it takes a lot to keep a love alive
In every heart there pumps a different beat But if we shift the rhythm into overdrive, We could generate a lot of heat.... CHORUS On 52nd Street On 52nd Street We're gonna throw a little soul parade, Before they know the second b.. |
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"Odoya" was recorded at the Djvari Monastary in Tbilisi, Georgia, USSR. This piece is performed by the Goergian Singers of the USSR "Zhournalist"
?avid Abedzadze ?osif Zurabauli 昇ugree Gamtjebeli 旼eorgi Dylidze ?urab Loladze 昑imur Chkuatzeli 旼iya Chirakadze 昑omaz Eliava |
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| 5:23 |
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There's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend he refuses to crawl And he's always at home with his back to the wall And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost And struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And likes to be known as the angry young man Give a moment or two to the angry young man With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand He's been stabbed in the back he's been misunderstood It's a comfort to know his intentions are good And he sits in his room with a lock on the door With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor And he likes to be known as the angry young man I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage I found that just surviving was a noble fight I once believed in causes too I had my pointless point of view And life went on no matter who was wrong or right And there's always a place for the angry young man With his fist in the air and his head in the sand And he's never been able to learn from mistakes So he can't understand why his heart always breaks And his honor is pure and his courage is well And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man Yes there's always a place for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend he refuses to crawl And he's always at home with his back to the wall And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost And struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And likes to be known as the angry young man |
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If you search for tenderness, it isn't hard to find. You can have the love you need to live. But if you look for truthfulness, You might just as well be blind. It always seems to be so hard to give. (*) Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard. And mostly what I need from you. I can always find someone to say they sympathize. If I wear my heart out on my sleeve. But I don't want some pretty face to tell me pretty lies. All I want is someone to believe. (repeat *) I can find a lover. I can find a friend. I can have security until the bitter end. Anyone can comfort me with promises again. I know, I know. When I'm deep inside of me, don't be too concerned. I won't as for nothin' while I'm gone. But when I want sincerity, tell me where else can I turn. Because you're the one I depend upon. (repeat *) |
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We met as soul mates on Parris Island We left as inmates from an asylum And we were sharp as sharp as knives And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives We came in spastic like tameless horses We left in plastic as numbered corpses And we learned fast to travel light Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight We had no home front we had no soft soap They sent us Playboy they gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep and shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ with all our might We had no cameras to shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes And it was dark so dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie remember Baker They left their childhood on every acre And who was wrong And who was right It didn't matter in the thick of the fight We held the day in the palm of our hand They ruled the night and the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline they held the highlands And they were sharp as sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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She cuts you once, she cuts you twice But still you believe The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood But you don't have strength to leave You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she wants forgiveness It's such a clever masquerade She's so good with her stiletto You don't even see the blade She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep She's got so much skill She's so fascinating that you're still there waiting When she comes back for the kill You've been slashed in the face You've been left there to bleed You want to run away But you know you're gonna stay 'Cause she gives you what you need Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain She cuts you out, she cuts you down She carves up your life But you won't do nothing As she keeps on cutting 'Cause you know you love the knife You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain |
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Why can't I lay low Why can't I say what I mean Why don't I stay home And get myself into some boring routine Why can't I calm down Why is it always a fight I can't get unwound Why do I throw myself into the night I'm on the outside I don't fit into the groove Now I ain't a bad guy So tell me what am I trying to prove Why can't I cool out Why don't I button my lip Why do I lash out Why is it I always shoot from the hip I cruise for Houston to Canal Street A misfit and a rebel I see the winos talking to themselves And I can understand Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble I guess I made an impression on somebody North of Hester and south of Grand And so in my small way I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I don't mean all day Only at night when I'm light on my feet What else have I got That I'd be trying to hide Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side But you know in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I play the whole part I leave a big tip with every receipt I'm so romantic I'm such a passionate man Sometimes I panic What if nobody finds out who I am |
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| 6:09 |
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Late at night
When it′s dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I′m blue When I′m lonely She comes through She′s the only one who can My baby grand Is all I need In my time I′ve wandered everywhere Around this world She would always be there Any day Any hour All it takes Is the power in my hands This baby grand′s Been good to me I′ve had friends But they slipped away I′ve had fame But it doesn′t stay I′ve made fortunes Spent them fast enough As for women They don′t last with just one man But baby grand Will stand by me They say that no one′s gonna play this on the radio They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone But only songs like these Played in minor keys Keep those memories holding on I′ve come far From the life I strayed in I′ve got scars From those dives I played in Now I′m home And I′m weary In my bones Every dreary one night stand But baby grand Came home with me Ever since this gig began My baby grand′s Been good to me |
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Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get a look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I've not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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| 9. |
| 4:23 |
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Well we're living here in Allentown And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersy Shore Met out mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we're living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it's getting very hard to stay Well we're waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises out teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we're waiting here in Allentown But they've taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happend on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I'm living here in Allentown And it's hard to keep a good man down But I won't be getting up today And it's getting very hard to stay And we're living here in Allentown |
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| 5:09 |
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Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us Because it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it Whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust I'm sure you're aware love We've both had our share of Believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us Because it's always been a matter of trust |
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| 11. |
| 3:31 |
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Come out Virginia, don't let me me wait You Catholic girls start much too late But sooner or later it comes down to fate I might as well be the one They showed you a statue and told you to pray They built you a temple and locked you away But they never told you the price that you pay For things that you might have done..... Only the good die young You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud We might be laughing a bit too loud But that never hurt no one Come on Virginia show me a sign Send up a signal I'll throw you the line The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind Never lets in the sun And only the good die young You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation You got a brand new soul And a cross of gold But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information You didn't count on me When you were counting on your rosary They say there's a heaven for those who will wait Some say it's better but I say it ain't I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints Sinners are much more fun... And only the good die young You say your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation She never cared for me But did she ever say a prayer for me? |
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| 3:38 |
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I didn't want to do it but I got too lonely I had to call you up in the middle of the night I know it's awful hard to try to make love long distance But I really needed stimulation Though it was only my imagination It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need When am I gonna take control get a hold of my emotions Why does it only seem to hit me in the middle of the night You told me there's a number I can always dial for assistance I don't want to deal with outside action Only you can give me satisfaction It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need Sure it would be better if I had you here to hold me Be better baby but believe me it's the next best thing I'm sure there's many times you've wanted me to hear your secrets Don't be afraid to say the words that move me Anytime you want to tell them to me It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing |
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| 13. |
| 3:09 |
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Uptown girl She's been living in her uptown world I bet she never had a back street guy I bet her mama never told her why I'm gonna try for an uptown girl She's been living in her white bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now she's looking for a downtown man That's what I am And when she knows what She wants from her time And when she wakes up And makes up her mind She'll see I'm not so tough Just because I'm in love with an uptown girl You know I've seen her in her uptown world She's getting tired of her high class toys And all her presents from her uptown boys She's got a choice Uptown girl You know I can't afford to buy her pearls But maybe someday when my ship comes in She'll understand what kind of guy I've been And then I'll win And when she's walking She's looking so fine And when she's talking She'll say that she's mine She'll say I'm not so tough Just because I'm in love With and uptown girl She's been living in her white bread world As long as anyon |
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| 4:45 |
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You went uptown riding in your limousine In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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| 2:44 |
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. |
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Come gather 'round people wherever you roam,
and admit that the waters around you have grown, and accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone if your time to you is worth savin' then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone for the times they are a-changin' Come writers and critics who prophecise with your pen and keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again, and don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin and there's no tellin' who that it's namin' for the loser now will be later to win for the times they are a-changin' Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call don't stand in the doorway, don't block the hall, for he that' gets hurt will be he who has stalled, there's a battle outside and it's ragin' it'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls for the times they are a-changin' Come mothers and fathers throughout the land, and don't criticize what you can't understand your sons and your daughters are beyond your command, your old road is rapidly agein' please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand for the times they are a-changin' The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast, the slow one now will later be fast, as the present now will later be past the order is rapidly fadin' and the first one now will later be last for the times they are a-changin' |
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