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'Twas in another lifetime
One of soil and blood When blackness was a virtue And the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness A creature wild in form Come in, she said, I'll give you Shelter from the storm Not a word was spoken between us There was little risk involved Everything up to that point Had been left unresolved Try imagining a place Where it's always safe and warm Come in, she said, I'll give you Shelter from the storm The deputy walks on hard nails And the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters very much It's the doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker He blows a futile horn Come in, she said, I'll give you Shelter from the storm |
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You angel you
You got me under your wing And the way you walk And the way you talk Feel I could almost sing You angel you You're as fine as ev'rythings fine Though I just walk And I watch you talk Your memory's on my mind Even though I cant sleep at night for trying Well I never did feel this way before Never did get up and walk the floor If this is love then give me more and more and more and more and more You angel you You're as fine as fine can be And the way you walk And the way you talk Is the way it ought to be You angel you |
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Father of night, Father of day
Father, who taketh the darkness away Father, who teacheth the bird to fly Builder of rainbows up in the sky Father of loneliness and pain Father of love and Father of rain Father of day, Father of night Father of black, Father of white Father, who build the mountain so high Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky Father of time, Father of dreams Father, who turneth the rivers and streams Father of grain, Father of wheat Father of cold and Father of heat Father of air and Father of trees Who dwells in our hearts and our memories Father of minutes, Father of days Father of whom we most solemnly praise |
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Princess cards she sends me
With her regards Oh, barroom eyes shine vacancy To see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle I stand stuffed like some solider undaunted To her cheshire smile, I'll stand on file She's all I ever wanted You let your blue walls get in the way of these facts, honey Get your carpetbaggers off my back Girl, give me time to cover my tracks She said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks" But they're not what I came for Oh, I came for so much more And I know you know that, too And I know you know that's true I came for you I came for you I came for you, for you, I came for you Crawl into my ambulance Your pulse is getting weak Reveal yourself all to me now While you got the strength to speak 'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue With their oxygen masks But I could give it all to you now If only you could ask Don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's late It's not your lungs this time but your heart holds your fate Don't give me my money back, don't want it anymore It's not that nursery mouth I came back for It's not the way you stretched out on the floor I've broken all your windows and I rammed through all your doors And who am I to ask you to fight my wars And you should know that's true You should know that, too I came for you I came for you I came for you, for you, I came for you Don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's late It's not your lungs this time but your heart holds your fate Don't give me my money back, don't want it anymore It's not that nursery mouth I came back for It's not the way you stretched out on the floor I've broken all your windows and I rammed through all your doors Who am I to ask you to fight my wars And you should know that's true You should know that, too I came for you I came for you I came for you I came for you I came for you, for you, I came for you I came for you ... |
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Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking The situation is not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy I'm a walking nightmare I kill conversation I kill conversation I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy I'm an arsenal of doom As I walk into the room |
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Blinded by the light
Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light... Madman drummers bummers Indians in the summer With a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps As the adolescent pumps His way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder Feeling kinda older I tripped a merry-go-round With this very unpleasing Sneezing and wheezing The calliope crashed to the ground The calliope crashed to the ground Oh, she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night... Some silicone sister With her manager mister Told me I've got what it takes She said "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong Play the song with the funky break" And go-kart Mozart Was checking out the weather chart To see if it was safe outside And little Early Pearly Came by in his curly wurly And asked me if I needed a ride Asked me if I needed a ride 'Cause she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight She's gonna make it through the night She's gonna make it through the night But mama, that's where the fun is But mama, that's where the fun is Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun But mama, that's where the fun is Some brimstone baritone Anticyclone rolling stone Preacher from the east Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone Hit it in its funny bone That's where they expect it least" And some new mown chaperone Was standing in the corner Watching the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone Was messing with his frozen zone Reminding him of romance The calliope crashed to the ground 'Cause she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night (repeated continuously) (sung simultaneously:) Madman drummers bummers Indians in the summer With a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps As the adolescent pumps His way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder Feeling kinda older I tripped a merry-go-round With this very unpleasing Sneezing and wheezing The calliope crashed to the ground Now Scott with a slingshot Finally found a tender spot And throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not Said, "Daddy's within earshot Save the buckshot and turn up the band" Some silicone sister With her manager mister Told me I've got what it takes She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong" She got down but she never got tight She's gonna make it through the night |
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Post office clerk puts up a sign saying "Position Closed" and secretaries
turn off typewriters and put on their coats. Janitors padlock the gates for security guards to patrol and bachelors phone up their friends for a drink while the married ones turn on a chat show and they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow. CHORUS: And Nothing Ever Happens, nothing happens at all, the needle returns to the start of the song and we all sing along like before. And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow. Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there, the Martians could land in the car park and no one would care. Closed circut cameras in department stores shoot the same movie every day and the stars of these films neither die nor get killed, just survive constant action replay. Repeat chorus By five o'clock everything's dead and every third car is a cab. Ignorant people sleep intheir beds like the doped white mice in the college lab. Repeat Chorus (J. Currie) Polygram Music Publishing Ltd |
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Blinded by the light
Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light... Madman drummers bummers Indians in the summer With a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps As the adolescent pumps His way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder Feeling kinda older I tripped a merry-go-round With this very unpleasing Sneezing and wheezing The calliope crashed to the ground The calliope crashed to the ground Oh, she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night... Some silicone sister With her manager mister Told me I've got what it takes She said "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong Play the song with the funky break" And go-kart Mozart Was checking out the weather chart To see if it was safe outside And little Early Pearly Came by in his curly wurly And asked me if I needed a ride Asked me if I needed a ride 'Cause she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight She's gonna make it through the night She's gonna make it through the night But mama, that's where the fun is But mama, that's where the fun is Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun But mama, that's where the fun is Some brimstone baritone Anticyclone rolling stone Preacher from the east Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone Hit it in its funny bone That's where they expect it least" And some new mown chaperone Was standing in the corner Watching the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone Was messing with his frozen zone Reminding him of romance The calliope crashed to the ground 'Cause she was blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night Blinded by the light Wrapped up like a deuce Another runner in the night (repeated continuously) (sung simultaneously:) Madman drummers bummers Indians in the summer With a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps As the adolescent pumps His way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder Feeling kinda older I tripped a merry-go-round With this very unpleasing Sneezing and wheezing The calliope crashed to the ground Now Scott with a slingshot Finally found a tender spot And throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not Said, "Daddy's within earshot Save the buckshot and turn up the band" Some silicone sister With her manager mister Told me I've got what it takes She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong" She got down but she never got tight She's gonna make it through the night |
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Davy's on the road again
Wearin' different clothes again Davy's turning handouts down To keep his pockets clean All his goods are sold again His word's as good as gold again Sez if you see Jean now ask her Please ? to pity me Jean and I we moved along Since the day ? down in the hollow When the mind went driftin' on And the feet were soon to follow Davy's on the road again Wearin' different clothes again Davy's turning handouts down To keep his pockets clean Sayin' his goodbyes again Wheels are in his eyes again Sez if you see Jean now ask her Please ? to pity me Downtown in the big town Gonna set you back on your heels With a mouth full of memories And a lot of stickers for my windshield Shut the door cut the light Davy won't be home tonight You can wait till the dawn rolls in You won't see our Davy again |
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