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from Tinie Tempah 1집 - Disc-Overy (2010)
[chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. [verse 1] Yeah, I'm done confusing you girl, we both come from two different worlds. And you don’t wanna come around mine, but what happened that night was the usual drill. Head over heels, with ya head over heels. How many times did I say I'm no good, girl even your friends know the deal. So what you phoning me still? If you don’t hear no evil, then you won’t see no evil, girl I don’t wanna be no hero. We had a little fling on the d-low, and I ain’t really sure how I feel so I'm in a club with a bottle of Veuve Cliquot and that's why I can’t let you beat my ego. [chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. [verse 2] Maybe I'm used to pain, love is a losing game. Why’d I let you feel the flame, I think I'm falling I refuse to say. Usually this is never gonna work at all, first of all it was too personal, so when you phone me I gotta divert the call cause when you take the lead your gonna fly the fool but I, don’t wanna deal with the commotions I don’t do commitments, I don’t do devotion that's why you sent a letter to me, that I never opened. Give me space to breathe so I can deal with my emotions. [chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Candy Mountain Run
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Dropping lots of little ones from up high Gumdrops, lemondrops rainin' from the sky Come on riding close to the sun Come on riding with me on my Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Movin' to the high ground, wish you could come Maybe they'll let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar mine Movin' to the secret so clandestine World of fantasy wish you could come Mama's little baby on a Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin', place me on the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', my fantasy crumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Come on riding with me close to the sun Mama keep telling me not to come Used to be a mouse, now I can roar Tomorrow I'll give myself a little bit more Forget about tomorrow live for today No guarantee I'll make it anyway My special candy tastes good now Every day I die a little, a little anyhow Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Candy Mountain Run
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Dropping lots of little ones from up high Gumdrops, lemondrops rainin' from the sky Come on riding close to the sun Come on riding with me on my Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Movin' to the high ground, wish you could come Maybe they'll let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar mine Movin' to the secret so clandestine World of fantasy wish you could come Mama's little baby on a Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin', place me on the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', my fantasy crumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Come on riding with me close to the sun Mama keep telling me not to come Used to be a mouse, now I can roar Tomorrow I'll give myself a little bit more Forget about tomorrow live for today No guarantee I'll make it anyway My special candy tastes good now Every day I die a little, a little anyhow Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Circus On the Moon
Hey out there, are you hearing my call It's a cry for help but all you see are these craters and these walls I've erected in my room I'd like you to see, I'm a performer with skills Don't make fun of me with my whistles and my bullhorns and my bells And I hope you'll see it soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm here with the elephants, I'm cleaning up mess I'm trying to be special, but to you I'm just like all the rest Look what they've got me doing Got a high wire act I can show you my skills Trapeze and a bar across my heart, across my ills Escape through a trap door and I'll go on my way Try as I do, I just can't connect anyway Getting bout as much attention as a circus on the moon Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon I'm a perfect little foil for the prognosticators of doom I'll bet you in a minute they'll be searching my room Watch out for the deluge I believe it's coming soon And I'll bet you five bucks we'll see the stars come out at noon You can bet all you got I'll get your attention soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my (circus on the moon) I'm a lonely tightrope walker in my (circus on the moon) An accomplished virtuoso in my (circus on the moon) Waving at you sweetly from my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you, staring at you Waving at you sweetly from my (circus on the moon) Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you in my circus on the moon |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Circus On the Moon
Hey out there, are you hearing my call It's a cry for help but all you see are these craters and these walls I've erected in my room I'd like you to see, I'm a performer with skills Don't make fun of me with my whistles and my bullhorns and my bells And I hope you'll see it soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm here with the elephants, I'm cleaning up mess I'm trying to be special, but to you I'm just like all the rest Look what they've got me doing Got a high wire act I can show you my skills Trapeze and a bar across my heart, across my ills Escape through a trap door and I'll go on my way Try as I do, I just can't connect anyway Getting bout as much attention as a circus on the moon Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon I'm a perfect little foil for the prognosticators of doom I'll bet you in a minute they'll be searching my room Watch out for the deluge I believe it's coming soon And I'll bet you five bucks we'll see the stars come out at noon You can bet all you got I'll get your attention soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my (circus on the moon) I'm a lonely tightrope walker in my (circus on the moon) An accomplished virtuoso in my (circus on the moon) Waving at you sweetly from my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you, staring at you Waving at you sweetly from my (circus on the moon) Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you in my circus on the moon |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Isn't this old night so nice
I hope you can feel what I feel tonight Little boy's not getting it right Trying so hard with all his might Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today Seems something's always in your way You've got a wide, wide array Of insurmountable problems every day Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Slip away, slide away Into dream, dreamland In your own private place of dreams I hope you'll find a place where it seems The road is always straight and true Wherever you walk is bright for you I hope you'll remember these times we share Hope you'll find some comfort there In the meantime lose your cares You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Gonna cherish my time with you Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through Wake up tomorrow, maybe you'll find Darkness gone from your mind Want you to be what you want to be Don't want you to ever hurt like me Smiling through the saddest times Could only happen in dreams I wonder is it as nice as it seems Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to do it here in real life Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to help you here in real life |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Isn't this old night so nice
I hope you can feel what I feel tonight Little boy's not getting it right Trying so hard with all his might Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today Seems something's always in your way You've got a wide, wide array Of insurmountable problems every day Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Slip away, slide away Into dream, dreamland In your own private place of dreams I hope you'll find a place where it seems The road is always straight and true Wherever you walk is bright for you I hope you'll remember these times we share Hope you'll find some comfort there In the meantime lose your cares You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Gonna cherish my time with you Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through Wake up tomorrow, maybe you'll find Darkness gone from your mind Want you to be what you want to be Don't want you to ever hurt like me Smiling through the saddest times Could only happen in dreams I wonder is it as nice as it seems Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to do it here in real life Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to help you here in real life |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Halcyon Days
Bright light streaming in, through my window pane Think I'll stare at the shapes it makes on the floor and then stare again You've got your curtains drawn, anything I can do? Maybe a rose or a pillow or a picture or a funny joke just for you To carry you away Let me bring you, some tokens of esteem Close the door on the world, make it our own beautiful scene There's a darkness visible, maybe only to me Maybe just a dream, a time-slowing-down dream, a hole you're sinking down deep Comes loose at the seams, make the dream leave Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those convicting may be the guilitiest of all Wash it all away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Feel a strong gravitational pull, holding you down And the air feels thick, having a hard time moving through, moving round I'm hoping you may let me, help to pull you through You're here so you might as well let me see If I can do that for you Carry you away Feeling so helpless, mostly I'm a clown Every now and then gotten so even up can feel like down In the hour of my reflection, I've had enough of disaffection Like a starless sky, no light in our eyes Maybe change this tonight, some brighter times, some lovely rhymes Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Maybe just a dream, some ever-present dream, evanescent scenes It could seem so for me, this is for me Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Halcyon Days
Bright light streaming in, through my window pane Think I'll stare at the shapes it makes on the floor and then stare again You've got your curtains drawn, anything I can do? Maybe a rose or a pillow or a picture or a funny joke just for you To carry you away Let me bring you, some tokens of esteem Close the door on the world, make it our own beautiful scene There's a darkness visible, maybe only to me Maybe just a dream, a time-slowing-down dream, a hole you're sinking down deep Comes loose at the seams, make the dream leave Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those convicting may be the guilitiest of all Wash it all away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Feel a strong gravitational pull, holding you down And the air feels thick, having a hard time moving through, moving round I'm hoping you may let me, help to pull you through You're here so you might as well let me see If I can do that for you Carry you away Feeling so helpless, mostly I'm a clown Every now and then gotten so even up can feel like down In the hour of my reflection, I've had enough of disaffection Like a starless sky, no light in our eyes Maybe change this tonight, some brighter times, some lovely rhymes Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Maybe just a dream, some ever-present dream, evanescent scenes It could seem so for me, this is for me Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Heir Gordon
There was a young man name Arthur Gordon Heir to a large family fortune Walking around all prissy and full of himself Pissing money and showing his wealth Built a little shrine to the Gordon name Hyped it from his front-row seat at all the games Opened a restaurant and called it guess what? Arthur's, of course, he did strut his stuff Heir Gordon Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee Heir, Heir Gordon His life sure looks good to me Got a little brylcreem, a dab will do Droppin' funny acid, a tab or two Wearing undergarments from a Mormom friend Touching all the bases 'round the Cub Scout den Heir Gordon Got a lot of money but he ain't worth a damn Heir, Heir Gordon Makes me feel just like a man Why's he doing all these things for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Heir Gordon
There was a young man name Arthur Gordon Heir to a large family fortune Walking around all prissy and full of himself Pissing money and showing his wealth Built a little shrine to the Gordon name Hyped it from his front-row seat at all the games Opened a restaurant and called it guess what? Arthur's, of course, he did strut his stuff Heir Gordon Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee Heir, Heir Gordon His life sure looks good to me Got a little brylcreem, a dab will do Droppin' funny acid, a tab or two Wearing undergarments from a Mormom friend Touching all the bases 'round the Cub Scout den Heir Gordon Got a lot of money but he ain't worth a damn Heir, Heir Gordon Makes me feel just like a man Why's he doing all these things for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Will it really help me to learn
About Frederick the Great and when Rome burned? Wish they'd skip over me when it's my turn All this useless information so I can talk way above my station And I lost when I couldn't spell congratulations Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV Oh Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me Teach me long division So I can figure out baseball stats Batting average, fielding percentage and all that Well I learned more at home OK Learned how to scrap, learned some funny things to say And I lost when I spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-N-A Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me. Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the old spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right Spelled the crepuscule so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray Hope someday they'll say hooray Well I hope someday they'll say hooray for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Will it really help me to learn
About Frederick the Great and when Rome burned? Wish they'd skip over me when it's my turn All this useless information so I can talk way above my station And I lost when I couldn't spell congratulations Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV Oh Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me Teach me long division So I can figure out baseball stats Batting average, fielding percentage and all that Well I learned more at home OK Learned how to scrap, learned some funny things to say And I lost when I spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-N-A Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me. Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the old spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right Spelled the crepuscule so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray Hope someday they'll say hooray Well I hope someday they'll say hooray for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Lost In The Snow
Come on kids y'all come with me Let's go looking for a Christmas tree Across the river and through the woods I've got my axe and it works real good Such a strong boy, good hiker too Eight years old, could arm-wrestle you Fast as a horse and slick as a snake We'll make it snappy won't be late In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Lost in the snow didn't know where to go Don't know how to cook or how to sew Maybe I'll make friends with the deer, who knows They have problems too with this snow In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Bridge: Got separaated don't know how They went straight and I went around Thought we'd meet up by that ravine I'm hoping this is where I was last seen In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so scared I just won't last much longer Slogging through the snow waist deep Digging, reaching, looking for me Give your own a strong love Compliments and great big hugs Some thins always so hard to say Pride and ego get in the way With a little boy lost in the woods you see Wish my mama would come find me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Lost In The Snow
Come on kids y'all come with me Let's go looking for a Christmas tree Across the river and through the woods I've got my axe and it works real good Such a strong boy, good hiker too Eight years old, could arm-wrestle you Fast as a horse and slick as a snake We'll make it snappy won't be late In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Lost in the snow didn't know where to go Don't know how to cook or how to sew Maybe I'll make friends with the deer, who knows They have problems too with this snow In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Bridge: Got separaated don't know how They went straight and I went around Thought we'd meet up by that ravine I'm hoping this is where I was last seen In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so scared I just won't last much longer Slogging through the snow waist deep Digging, reaching, looking for me Give your own a strong love Compliments and great big hugs Some thins always so hard to say Pride and ego get in the way With a little boy lost in the woods you see Wish my mama would come find me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
I'd like to try throwing the I-Ching
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing I'd like what's written on the crystal stones And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey! Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN Maybe I'll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens And maybe I'll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes Maybe I'll get a job making little skinny curly fries I might feel important as a security guard And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey! Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts Tell 'em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were You can be my right hand, tell me when I'm a joke And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we're not just blowing smoke Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me? Maybe I'll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp Or create a synthetic hue for you Or make chemical breakthroughs Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey! Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be Fortune tellers and mirrored walls Tarot cards and Ouija boards And tea leaves and astrology Why don't you come and play with me? Still I'll wonder where we'll be Will you take this ride... Will you take this ride with me? With me... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
I'd like to try throwing the I-Ching
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing I'd like what's written on the crystal stones And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey! Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN Maybe I'll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens And maybe I'll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes Maybe I'll get a job making little skinny curly fries I might feel important as a security guard And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey! Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts Tell 'em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were You can be my right hand, tell me when I'm a joke And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we're not just blowing smoke Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me? Maybe I'll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp Or create a synthetic hue for you Or make chemical breakthroughs Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey! Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be Fortune tellers and mirrored walls Tarot cards and Ouija boards And tea leaves and astrology Why don't you come and play with me? Still I'll wonder where we'll be Will you take this ride... Will you take this ride with me? With me... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
What The Hell Happened
Look at my mama Look at my pop Look at my brother Making them little girls' jaws drop Look at my sister So beautiful to see What the hell happened to me? Got a big-ass nose Fat gaps in my teeth Hair coming out of my ears And big old stinky feet I swear the girl at the gate just gagged when I gave her my I.D. What the hell happened to me? What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do Got Gable and Lombard For a mom and a dad Got a brother braggin' 'Bout all the ass he's had Must've been stuck in the shallow end of the pool of genes What the hell happened to me? What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
What The Hell Happened
Look at my mama Look at my pop Look at my brother Making them little girls' jaws drop Look at my sister So beautiful to see What the hell happened to me? Got a big-ass nose Fat gaps in my teeth Hair coming out of my ears And big old stinky feet I swear the girl at the gate just gagged when I gave her my I.D. What the hell happened to me? What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do Got Gable and Lombard For a mom and a dad Got a brother braggin' 'Bout all the ass he's had Must've been stuck in the shallow end of the pool of genes What the hell happened to me? What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Gonna Be Some Changes Made (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
She moved back around here thirty-five weeks ago today
Oh down the lane At night she walks on the banks and remembers how she Dreamed of rowing away And how she left one day She left with a driven look in her eyes Came back around with it still inside They said give it some time and you'll forget about it too We know they always do Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river She was proud and so strong And she tried not to listen to idle talk Downtown where she walked They sit around and they say That she came back with her tail between her legs Like they always said she would Well I hear it's better on the other side They say you'll never do it so don't even try Well you may be beaten downwith your closed mind But don't try and make it mine Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river "Your wild days are through" is what they said I dreamed she came, when I was down and I walked where she led Standing on the shore She looks to the west with a look of longing To where the grass seems greener There's a hard and distant prize It probably won't happen but I think I'll try Well even if it doesn't happen for me It still beats hanging around here Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Every Little Kiss
by Bruce Hornsby And The Range Way out here, working on the docks Everyone sees the long day through Well what would I do without the nights and the phone And the chance just to talk to you What wouldn't I do now... Just to talk to you A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night Little relief in sight Someday when times weren't so tight CHORUS When the day goes down on the water town When the sun sinks low all around That's when I know I need you now You're what I miss Every little kiss Every little one, oh, every little one Everybody here's a number, not a name But I guess that's all right with me As I sit alone after a long day In the absence of company Oh I let my mind wander... A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night Little relief in sight Someday when times weren't so tight CHORUS |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
When the night lies so still
Before I go to sleep I come by, I come by Just to look at you In the dim light I say That in my own small way I will try, I will try To help you through There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray There's a place I can go When the world gets me down When nothing, when nothing Goes quite right it seems As I look there I know Fortune smiles on me so But who knows, no one knows About tomorrow There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray When I was younger I saw things in black and white Now all I see is a sad, hazy gray Sometimes I see a narrow flash of light Sometimes I look and you show me the way No matter what else happens What the future will be In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and carry you Calm your fears if you're afraid We'll go walking Across the fields of gray |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Hide in the bayou under the gun
Been to the house of the rising sun Come down here trying to make a connection Must have a bad sense of direction Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) Carry a torch and an old stiletto The sound of thunder all over the ghetto One-eyed jacks and king with the axe Come from the wrong side of the tracks Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) When the night goes down on Storyville If the women don't get you, the music will Catch a thrill You come down here in a four piece suit Pork pie hat and the alligator boots Keep jerking rabbits outta your hat Now can you pull a disappearing act Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) When the night goes down on Storyville If the women don't get you, the music will Catch on a thrill Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) Go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) [Incomprehensible] Child, while we're going downtown all turning 'round Before we came into this world we came from a far off land And now we are here to tell the story (But he won't bow down on a [Incomprehensible]) ([Incomprehensible] comin') They'll be coming from way back, way back They got fire on a bayou (Back to your) [Incomprehensible], here they come [Incomprehensible] Here they come, here they come [Incomprehensible], here they come (Go back to your woods) |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
I met a fan dancer down in southside Birmingham
She was running from a fat man selling salvation in his hand She said he's tryin' to save me But I'm doin' alright, the best that I can Just a pair of fallen angels tryin' to get through the night Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder Comin' over the airwaves the man says I'm overdue Sing a song, send money, join the chosen few But mister I'm not in a hurry, and I don't want to be like you All I want from tomorrow is to get it better than today Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder All I want from tomorrow is to get it better than today Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
There's a man workin' in a field See's the rain and it's burning He's saying this can't be real As he sees the color of the fields turning Far away the men too busy getting rich to care Close their eyes and let it all out into the air Hoping nobody else would care Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the world around you There's a man working on a boat Pulling lines from the water Just trying to stay afloat Filling the nets is getting harder Far away they bend the rules so secretly Close their eyes and let it all out into the sea Hoping nobady else would see Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the air around you Far away too many leaders let them get their way Close their eyes and let it all out into the bay Say they'll clear it up another day Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the air around you Look out, look out for the big boys telling you everything they're gonna do Look out, look out for the fat cat builder man turning this into a wasteland Look out, look out for the back room boys that say the smokw is gonna blow away Look out, look out for the men who say it's okay |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
There was a man of confused and sad nature Thought no one loved him that was not true He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul Ever since oh I can remember We all tried to ease the pain Took him in when he needed some shelter Tried to make him feel he was one of us again There was one day oh I can remember He sat alone with a pencil in his hand All day long he drew careful on the paper In the end just a picture of a man Of the lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love lost soul Oh dear Mary do you remember The day we went walking downtown As I recall it was in early December After school had just let out When I see you on the street in the twilight I may tip my hat and keep my head down You show me love but maybe I don't deserve it I've been called but not been found There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Mandolin Rain
by Bruce Hornsby B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby The song came and went Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill >From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind but there's moments That I find, I'm not feeling too strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin and I Think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
There was a little girl picked up a doll
Oh, so white as snow Said this is me as I really am Same little girl picked up a doll Looked just like her And threw it away in the garbage, the garbage can One man in a courtroom with a grim-faced stare A sea of armchair experts judging what's said One man saw another man, oh, that could've been him One man and a woman saw nothing but red, red, red You're looking at a picture I'm looking at it too Do you see what I see today, hey Let's talk about the difference Find out what's in the way Open our eyes, see the same See the same way One man saw a healer doing such good, good things One man saw a sinner by the Holy Sea Well Jesus and the Pharisees didn't see eye to eye But the man on the shore saw so clearly You're looking at a picture I'm looking at it too Do you see what I see today, hey Let's talk about the difference Find out what's in the way Open our eyes, see the same See the same way I want to be at the meeting Well, I want to be in that number When we all see, see the same See the same way One man saw a million men Standing in peaceful grace One man saw nobody missing work Telling lots of bad jokes Might just make you feel good But you never know who you Who you hurt with your words You're looking at a picture I'm looking at it too Do you see what I see today, hey Let's talk about the difference Find out what's in the way Open our eyes, see the same See the same way, hey now There was a man playing G.I. Joe Way back there in the woods In training for the coming of the promised war Seeing all conspiracy Needs somebody to blame If only he could open up Love a little more, hmm You're looking at a picture I'm looking at it too Do you see what I see today, hey Let's talk about the difference Find out what's in the way Open our eyes, see the same See the same way, hey now I want to be at the meeting Well, I want to be in that number When we all see, see the same See the same way |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Sit there with a blank expression
Say you can't go on anymore It's not like me to come out and help you Mabye I've been down this road before Been living in the shadows Now you come out slow Now you're in the saddle Got to ride a long Now your dream was shattered These days are through Maybe something mattered It's not just for you Some are gonna go for broke Some will lay down I've been too long standing still All I know is whenever you need me You reach out and set me in motion Looking out on that long valley Telling me I've come so far You're the reason I finally got there You're the reason it's been so hard Been living in the shadows Now you hear the call Now you're in the saddle You got to ride or fall Now you push a little harder Like I showed you to There's a day you'll be calling And I'll look you to you Some are gonna go for broke Some will lay down I've been too long standing still All I know is whenever you need me You just reach out and set me in motion Some are gonna go for broke Some will lay down I've been too long standing still All I know is whenever you need me You just reach out and set me in motion Some are gonna go for broke Some will lay down I've been too long standing still I will pick you up Whenever you stumble You just reach out and set me in motion |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Remember when the days were long
And rolled beneath a deep blue sky Didn't have a care in the world With mommy and daddy standin' by But "happily ever after" fails And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyer dwell on small details Since daddy had to fly But I know a place where we can go That's still untouched by men We could sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind You can lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence O'beautiful, for spacious skies But now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords For this tired old man that we elected king Armchair warriors often fail And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers dwell on small details Since daddy had to lie. But I know a place where we can go And was a away this sin We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair spill all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence Who knows how long this will last Now we've come so far, so fast But, somewhere back there in the dust That same small town in each of us I need to remember this So baby give me just one kiss Come and take a long last look Before we say goodbye Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
I'm gonna buy a big red truck
Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck Gonna get me some plastic Gunga Dins Then I'll buy a big house to put 'em all in I'll buy a new suit when I'm feelin' down Picks me up and I'll show it around I'll wear it once or twice I'm sure Then I'll get another when I'm feelin' the urge I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky I'll buy the special meal with the prize And toys with the motorized blinkin' eyes And lunch and dinner there I'll be My favorite character eluding me There's a sale down at the Five And Dime And everything's going for dirt this time I don't need this but it's so cheap The visions of a bargain in my sleep I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky These wonderful items everywhere A house full of things but I don't care I wonder as I'm sitting there Maybe I'll feel better in a brand new chair I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite High in the sky |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
The Valley Road
by Bruce Hornsby B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby Sometimes I lead sometimes I follow This time I'll go where she wants me to go She said maybe today maybe tomorrow Go deep in the woods down the low valley road While no one was lookin on the old plantation He took her all the way down the long valley road They sent her away not too much later And left him walking down the old valley road Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone Out in the hall they were talking in a whisper Everybody noticed she was gone awhile Somebody said she's gone to her sister's But everybody knew what they were talking about While no one was lookin on the old plantation He showed her what they do down the long valley road She came back around like nothing really happened And left him standing on the old valley road Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone Standing like a stone on the old plantation The rich old man would have never let him in Good enough to hire not good enough to marry When it all happens nobody wins Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Standing in line marking time
waiting for the welfare dime cause they can't buy a job the man in the silk suit hurries by as he catches the poor old ladies' eyes just for fun he says get a job That's just the way it is some things will never change that's just the way it is but don't you believe them They say hey little boy you can't go said hey old man how can you stand to think that way did you really think about it before you made the rules he said, son Well they passed a loa in '64 to give those who ain't got a little more but it only goes so far because the law don't change another's mind when all it sees at the hiring time is the line on the color bar |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Walk In The Sun
by Bruce Hornsby B. R. Hornsby My name is Vernon James and I live to the south of town I work my window watching the women go round and round Some people come here for love Some people come for fantasy When two in the morning comes round My baby comes around for me Someone come, come my someone Take the clouds from my eyes, my one I know that sometime soon One day we'll walk in the sun I'm taking tickets and watching the men always looking down Sometimes I feel like an animal in the zoo staring out No one looks me in the eye They save it for the girls inside I don't care much what they see I know she saves it all for me Someone come, come my someone Take the clouds from my eyes, my one I know that sometime soon One day we'll walk in the sun Some people come here for love Some come for curiosity I know there will be a day I know we'll figure out a way Someone come, come my someone Take the clouds from my eyes, my one I know that sometime soon One day we'll walk in the sun |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Your cymbal crashing
Your teeth are gnashing You're in your element We'd love to see you We'd love to be you You're in your elephant costume You do what the hell you want to do Make people scream for you We love to hear you You've got your big swing face You know the night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing face You′re in the arena You bow to the crowd But you gotta looka down Some people laughing It's easy to laugh When your zipper′s down Fly′s open I know you're the great being You're so hilarious You're leaving us in the dust Your big swing face Your rolling eyes away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace In your costume foolery Beads, sandals and jewelry You're a funny guy We'll never wonder why You've got your big swing face You've got your lonely night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace Like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Up in the country...
Back in the sticks... Down in the woods...in the woods...in the woods... (Hey) That's what little country boys do... (Hey) Ain't got good sense His drawers is a mess (Cabbage greens) I don't want to act right Or God'll kill me Got keloid skin Makes us all feel him (Get some leg) Stylin', profilin' That's why we like to hang with him Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Making feet for socks (Cabbage greens) Got big hindparts He's drinking out the whole jug Or God me kill me Don't want to act right Acting all ign'ant (Till I get right) That's why, why we like to hang with him Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Stays outside when it's raining ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Mama gives such a low rating Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training I'm out in Carver Gardens in a trailer And I'm playing my Farfisa in a soul band Five brothers in a little room No bigger than a bathroom Sweat on the walls too People say I'm crazy 'cause I'm coming here to blow All I've got to say is I've got to bite off a little groove flow I'm flowing And this girl been pregnant She said she been pregnant about four months Her brother come here and said "Nah, she been pregnant about nine months" So I blowed that deal So I took her for a night on the town Jacked her up and laid her down And I thought I'd go ahead and make somethin' of myself So I hit the road. Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training (Oh-oh-oh) Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Been outside in the lightnin' and rainin' Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Whomp upside the head Whomp on upside the head...etc. I got... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
I've been bouncing around
Trying hot coals, jogging, shiatsu, cooking, golf great books Crochet, croquet, fitness clubs and the stylish looks Tried shiatsu, psychic hotline, Rollerblades, stamp collecting, comic books Never did jack for me In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - try and try again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place under the sun Finding my place, my place, my place under the sun I've been pushing my fingers into gloves, Getting into doves With guidance from up above Don't tell anybody but I might just have a little bout with love Test driving a new accent, cars, Posing as a confident gent (confident gent) Tried indifference Never did a thing for me In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - blowing 'round again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place under the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun. Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun Iambic pentameter (pentameter) Sonics. Nihilism, cynicism, catechism, jingoism, jism Hypnotism, mesmerism, poetic symbolism Efrem Zimbalism In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - blowing 'round again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place Find my place under the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun In the swirling howling winds The swirling howling winds To find my place in the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin'.... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
This is so out but I like it
So outside but I'm in This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres Silver streamers streaking strangely Swirling savage savants grazing Smoking on a pink pacifier Genitalia in a hair dryer This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres Flourescent flaccid floppy-haired gleamers Saccharine headed silver-foil dreamers Black light swinging five people singing Around and around and my ears are ringing This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres Walls are spinning, caving in They say this is fun They say I'm in ecstasy I'm smiling as I run This is so out but I like it So outside but I'm in This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres Way out there in the spheres Way out there in the spheres In the spheres In the spheres |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
This is an epic story
Of low man's love and family pride But he's still awaiting A ride Looking for a wildest enemy Then only I know you can never care Man of the world and everywhere Get your hot pots in the pantry then I was called extraordinaire Waiting in a yellow crane Though you couldn't give a shit This order that is heaven sent Take, take, take, take out the trash Take out the nasty pile of mash Watch out the baby gonna give you a rash Oh Lord, take out the trash You're such a big shot wannabe Pleading around for all to see I know you're special and very clean But you got to take out the daily greens Joking at explosives Langerous and listless Compelling out of more pep Expensive and explosive Take, take, take, take out the trash Take out the nasty pile of mash Take out the fallen grey hash Hey, take out the trash Watch it better how you stash Here's the chance to make a splash Take out the trash I am called extraordinaire Witty and eloquent Observing and a motive Expensive and explosive Take, take, take, take out the thrash Take out the nasty pile of mash Take out the fallen grey hash Hey, take out the trash Watch it better how you stash In some pocket and some cash Take out the trash Take out the trash Take out the trash Watch it, watch it Watch it stinking finger Don't smell your finger Your stinking finger Wallowing the funk Wallowing in the stink Your friend with red ink He's wallowing in the stink Keep wallowing in the stink Don't smell your finger, finger |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I swear I see the shadows and movement I've seen the signs and heard the rumors Adrenaline is a-flowing Look at me with my eyes a-glowing I feel a man there with eyes a-blazing I say this and I know no one's a-listening Stand on the corner, sweat a-glistening See dim lights on some nights Imagination hold on tight Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill Here comes the chill Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill Never seen anyone come out Never seen anyone go in Movement at my back it's just the wind Just the wind or a finger on my skin No no more I've had my fill Been run through, run through the mill Try to smile but I feel it still Feeling I'm feeling, feeling the child Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
I'm gonna buy a big red truck
Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck Gonna get me some plastic Gunga Dins Then I'll buy a big house to put 'em all in I'll buy a new suit when I'm feelin' down Picks me up and I'll show it around I'll wear it once or twice I'm sure Then I'll get another when I'm feelin' the urge I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky I'll buy the special meal with the prize And toys with the motorized blinkin' eyes And lunch and dinner there I'll be My favorite character eluding me There's a sale down at the Five And Dime And everything's going for dirt this time I don't need this but it's so cheap The visions of a bargain in my sleep I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky These wonderful items everywhere A house full of things but I don't care I wonder as I'm sitting there Maybe I'll feel better in a brand new chair I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite High in the sky |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Got to get something done today
Give accomplishment a shot Might not have a full palette to use But I'm gonna paint with the colors I've got There're your hopes and ideals you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass Feeling like a lazy tub o' lard Rajneesh Jr. gave me his business card Think I'll take the personality test To document my fine mess this far There're your hopes and dreams you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face First place man will one day roll in last 'Cause this too shall pass Better get on out to the starting line They're coming soon They're gonna fix it in time I just want to get what's mine Not a fortune gonna just, gonna just, love life And this too shall pass Do what you got to do to find a cure For the things that make you feel so impure Just how I don't know for sure Sometimes misery has a strange allure There're your hopes and ideals you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass There are your hopes and dreams you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Here Come The Noise Makers (2000)
I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade
In my ever-present chair People laughing and smiles all around me Balloons and paper in my hair There's a man in a car with the top down Waving wildly at me The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking Better him, him than me I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I was always taught well, taught well To be the strong one and keep it inside But sometimes I sit beside the freeway And howl out at the dark, dark sky I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son |
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