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Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm It's a light and tumble journey From the East Side to the park Just a fine and fancy ramble To the zoo But you can take the crosstown bus If it's raining or it's cold And the animals will love it If you do If ya do now Something tells me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm The monkeys stand for honesty Giraffes are insincere And the elephants are kindly but they're dumb Ourang-outangs are skeptical Of changes in their cages And the zookeeper is very fond of rum Zebras are reactionaries Antelopes are missionaries Pigeons plot in secrecy And hamsters turn on frequently What a gas Ya gotta come and see At the zoo At the zoo At the zoo At the zoo |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water [40th Anniversary Edition] (2011)
My daddy was the family bassman
My mamma was an engineer And I was born one dark gray morn With music coming in my ears In my ears They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel My daddy was a prominent frogman My mamma's in the Naval Reserve When I was young I carried a gun But I never got the chance to serve I did not serve They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel My daddy got a big promotion My mamma got a raise in pay There's no one home, we're all alone Oh come into my room and play Yes we can play I'm not talking about your pigtails But I'm talking 'bout your sex appeal Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water [40th Anniversary Edition] (2011)
When you're weary feelin small
when tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side oh when times get rough And friend just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. When you're down and out when you're on the street when evening fall so hard I will comfort you I'm take your part oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Sail on silver girl sail on by your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over triubled water I'll aeseyour mind. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water [40th Anniversary Edition] (2011)
(*) Bye Bye Love Bye Bye Happiness Hello loneliness I think I'm gonna cry Bye Bye Love Bye Bye sweet caress Hello emptiness I feel like I could die Bye my love goodbye Bye my love goodbye There goes my baby With someone new She sure looks happy I sure am blue She was my baby till he stepped in Goodbye to romance That might have been (* Repeat) I'm through with romance I'm through with love I'm through with Counting that stars above And here's the reason That I'm so free My loving baby is through with me (* Repeat twice) 내 사랑아, 잘가요 (*) 내 사랑아 잘 가 행복아 너도 잘 가 외로움아 반갑구나 울음이 나올 것만 같아 사랑이여 잘 가 달콤한 손길과도 헤어져야 하는구나 죽고 싶은 생각이 들어 내 사랑이여 안녕 내 사랑이여 안녕 내 애인이 낯선 사람과 함께 가고 있어 확실히 그녀는 행복해 보여 나는 이렇게 우울한데 그 사람이 우리사이에 끼어들기 전까지는 그녀는 나의 연인이었는데 연애가 아니었을지도 모르지만 연애여 안녕 (* 반복) 나는 연애로 부터 해방되었어 사랑도 끝장이 나버렸어 하늘의 별을 세어 보는 일도 이제는 끝이야 내가 자유로와진 이유는 여기에 있지 그것은 내 사랑하는 연인과 헤어졌다는 것이야 (* 두번 반복) |
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Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia Up in my bedroom (making love) I got up to wash my face When I come back to bed Someone's taken my place Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Jubilation, she loves me again, I fall on the floor and I'm laughing, Jubilation, she loves me again, I fall on the floor and I'm laughing |
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I'd rather be
a sparrow than a snail Yes I would if I could I surely would I'd rather be a hammer than a nail Yes I would if I only could I surely would Away I'd rather sail away Like a swan that's here and gone A man gets tied up to the ground He gives the world its saddest sound Its saddest sound I'd rather be a forest than a street Yes I would if I could I surely would I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet Yes I would if I only could I surely would |
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I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Ev'ry day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be, Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Silently for me. |
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Gee but its great to be back home
Home is where I want to be I've been on the road so long my friend that if you came along I know you couldn't disagree its the same old story Everywhere I go I get slandered Libeled, I hear words I never heard in the bible and I'm one step ahead of the shoeshine Two steps away from the county line Just trying to keep my customers satisfied satisfied Deputy sheriff said to me tell me what you came here for boy You better get your bags and flee You're in trouble boy And now you're heading into more Its the same old story Everywhere I go I get slandered Libeled I hear words I never heard in the bible and I'm one step ahead of the shoe shine |
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So long, Frank Lloyd Wright
I can't believe your song is gone so soon I barely learned the tune So soon So soon I'll remember Frank Lloyd Wright All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn I never laughed so long So long So long Architects may come and Architects may go and Never change your point of view When I run dry I stop a while and think of you Architects may come and Architects may go and Never change your point of view So long, Frank Lloyd Wright All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn I never laughed so long So long So long |
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this is my song for the asking
ask me and i will play so sweetly i´ll make you smile this is my dream for the taking take it, don´t turn away all the love that i feel inside thinking it over i´d be sad, thinking it over i´m more than glad to change my ways for the asking ask me and i will play i´ve been waiting here all my life. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water [40th Anniversary Edition] (2011)
I am just a poor boy
Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises all lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Mm mm When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of a railway station Running scared laying low Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lie la lie Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there Ooo la la Lie la lie Then I'm laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was gone going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me going home In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame I am leaving I am leaving But the fighter still remains Lie la lie |
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Tom, get your plane right on time.
I know your part'll go fine. Fly down to Mexico. Da-n-da-da-n-da-n-da-da and here I am, The only living boy in New York. I get the news I need on the weather report. I can gather all the news I need on the weather report. Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile. Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I am The only living boy in New York Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where, And we don't know here. Tom, get your plane right on time. I know you've been eager to fly now. Hey let your honesty shine, shine, shine Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da Like it shines on me The only living boy in New York, The only living boy in New York. |
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Why don't you write me
I'm out in the jungle I'm hungry to hear you Send me a card I am waiting so hard To be near you Why don't you write? Something is wrong And I know I got to be there Maybe I'm lost But I can't make the cost Of the airfare Tell me why, why, why Tell me why, why, why Why don't you write me A letter would brighten My loneliest evening Mail it today If it's only to say That you're leaving me Monday morning, sitting in the sun Hoping and wishing for the mail to come Tuesday, never got a word Wednesday, Thursday, ain't no sign Drank half a bottle of iodine Friday, woe is me Gonna hang my body from the highest tree Why don't you write me? |
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After I died and the makeup had dried
I went back to my place No moon that night, but a heavenly light Shown on my face Still I thought it was odd there was no sign of God Just to usher me in Then a voice from above sugarcoated with love Said, “Let us begin” You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line Okay, new kid in school Got to follow the rule You got to learn the routine Whoa! There`s a girl over there With the sunshiny hair like a homecoming queen I said, “Hey, what`cha say, it`s a glorious day By the way, how long you been dead?” Maybe you, maybe me, maybe baby makes three But she just shook her head You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line Buddha and Moses and all the noses From narrow to flat Had to stand in the line Just to glimpse the divine What`cha think about that? Well, it seems like our fate To suffer and wait for the knowledge we seek It`s all His design No one cuts in the line No one here likes a sneak You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line You got to fill out a form first And then you wait in the line After you climb up the ladder of time The Lord God is near Face-to-face in the vastness of space Your words disappear And you feel like you`re swimming in an ocean of love And the current is strong But all that remains when you try to explain Is a fragment of song Lord, is it Be Bop a Lula? Or ooh Papa Doo? Lord, Be Bop a Lula? Or ooh Papa Doo? Be Bop a Lula |
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From early in November
to the last week of December I got money matters weighing me down Oh the music may be merry but it's only temporary I know Santa Claus is coming to town In the days I work my day job in the nights I work my night But it all comes down to working man's pay Getting ready I'm getting ready ready for Christmas Day Getting ready for Christmas Day And let me tell you namely the undertaker he's getting ready for your body Not only that the jailer he's getting ready for you Christmas day Hmm And not only the jailer but the lawyer the police force Now getting ready for Christmas day and I want you to bear it in mind I got a nephew in Iraq it's his third time back But it's ending up the way it began With the luck of a beginner he'll be eating turkey dinner On some mountain top in Pakistan Getting ready oh we're getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas day Getting ready for Christmas day Done made it up in your mind that I'm going New York Philadelphia Chicago I'm going on a trip getting ready for Christmas day But when Christmas come nobody knows where you'll be You might ask me I may be layin' in some lonesome grave getting ready for Christmas day Getting ready oh we're getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas day Yes we're getting ready Getting ready ready for your prayers I'm going and see my relatives in a distant land Getting ready getting ready for Christmas day If I could tell my Mom and Dad that the things we never had Never mattered we were always okay Getting ready oh ready ready for Christmas day ready Getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas day |
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When you're weary feelin small
when tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side oh when times get rough And friend just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. When you're down and out when you're on the street when evening fall so hard I will comfort you I'm take your part oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Sail on silver girl sail on by your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over triubled water I'll aeseyour mind. |
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Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
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Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence 'Fools' said I 'You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said 'The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whisper'd in the sounds of silence |
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from 힘내요, 사랑해요 - 마음 속 힘이 되는 앨범 (2009)
When you're weary feelin small
when tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side oh when times get rough And friend just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. When you're down and out when you're on the street when evening fall so hard I will comfort you I'm take your part oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Sail on silver girl sail on by your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over triubled water I'll aeseyour mind. |
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from 저녁스케치 939 Vol.2 (2009)
A winter's dat in a deep and dark December I am alone Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow I am a rock I am an island I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty that none may penetrate I have no need of friendship, friendship cause pain. It's laughter ad it's loving I disdain. I am a rock I am an island Don't talk of love Well. I've heard the words before. It's sleeping in my memory I won't distrub the slumber of feelings that have died If I never loved I never would have cried I am a rock I am an island I have my books and my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armor, hinding in my room, safe within mt womb I touch no one touches me. I am a rock I am an island And a rock feels no pain Abd an island never cries |
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Moves like a fist through traffic
Anger and no one can heal it Shoves a little bump into the momentum It's just a little lump But you feel it In the creases and the shadows With a rattling deep emotion The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean Yes Boss. The government handshake Yes Boss. The crusher of language Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater, The face at the edge of the banquet The cool, the cool river The cool, the cool river I believe in the future I may live in my car My radio tuned to The voice of a star Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm And these old hopes and fears Still at my side Anger and no one can heal it Slides through the metal detector Lives like a mole in a motel A slide in a slide projector The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean The rage of love turns inward To prayers of devotion And these prayers are The constant road across the wilderness These prayers are These prayers are the memory of God The memory of God And I believe in the future We shall suffer no more Maybe not in my lifetime But in yours I feel sure Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm And these streets Quiet as a sleeping army Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven For the mother's restless son Who is a witness to, who is a warrior Who denies his urge to break and run Who says: Hard times? I'm used to them The speeding planet burns I'm used to that My life's so common it disappears And sometimes even music Cannot substitute for tears |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to leave your lover She said it's really not my habit to intrude Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said I appreciate that and would you please explain About the fifty ways She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Let us be lovers,
We'll marry our fortunes together. I've got some real estate Here in my bag. So we bought a pack of cigarettes, And Mrs. Wagner's pies, And walked off To look for America. "Kathy," I said, As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh, "Michigan seems like a dream to me now, It took me four days To hitch-hike from Saginaw. I've come to look for America." Laughing on the bus, Playing games with the faces, She said the man in the gabardine suit Was a spy. I said, "Be careful, His bow tie is really a camera." "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat." "We smoked the last one an hour ago." So I looked at the scenery, She read her magazine; And the moon rose over an open field. "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, Thought I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why." Counting the cars On the New Jersey Turnpike. They've all come To look for America, All come to look for America, All come to look for America. |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
AMERICAN TUNE
(words by Paul Simon music by JS Bach) Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused And I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused. But it's all right, it's all right, I'm just weary to my bones Still, you don't expect to be bright and Bon Vivant So far away from home, so far away from home. I don't know a soul who's not been battered Don't have a friend who feels at ease Don't know a dream that's not been shattered Or driven to its knees. But it's all right, all right, We've lived so well so long Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on, I wonder what went wrong, I can't help it I wonder what went wrong. And I dreamed I was flying. I dreamed my soul rose unexpectedly, and looking back down on me, smiled reassuringly, and I dreamed I was dying. And far above, my eyes could clearly see The Statue of Liberty, drifting away to sea And I dreamed I was flying. We come on a ship we call the Mayflower, We come on a ship that sailed the moon We come at the age's most uncertain hour And sing the American tune But it's all right, its all right You can't be forever blessed Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day And I'm trying to get some rest, That's all, I'm trying to get some rest. filename[ AMERTUNE SS ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY=== |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Down among the reeds and rushes
A baby boy was found His eyes as clear as centuries His silky hair was brown Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time Me and my buddies we are travelling people We like to go down to restaurant row Spend those Euro-dollars All the way from Washington to Tokyo I see them in the airport lounge Upon their mother's breast They follow me with open eyes Their uninvited guest Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time Too many people on the bus from the airport Too many holes in the crust of the earth The planet groans Every time it registers another birth But down among the reeds and rushes A baby girl was found Her eyes as clear as centuries Her silky hair was brown Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
When you're weary,
Feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. Oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When eveniig falls so hard, I will comfort you. I'll take your part. Oh, when darkness comes And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Sail on, silver girl, Sail on by. Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way. See how they shine. Oh, if you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind. |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I can't run but
I can walk much faster than this Can't run but I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but A cooling system Burns out in the Ukraine Trees and umbrellas Protect us from the new rain Armies of engineers To analyze the soil The food we contemplate The water that we boil I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but Oo-we Oo-we I had a dream about us In the bottles and the bones of the night I felt a pain in my shoulder blade Like a pencil point? A love bite? A couple was rubbing against us Rubbing and doing that new dance The man was wearing a jacket and jeans The woman was laughing in advance I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but A winding river Gets wound around a heart. Pull it Tighter and tighter Until the muddy waters part Down by the river bank A blues band arrives The music suffers The music business thrives I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but I can't run but I can walk much faster than this Can't run but Oo-we Oo-we |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Congratulations
Oh, seems like you've done it again And I ain't had such misery Since I don't know when Oh, and I don't know when, I notice so many people Slipping away And many more waiting in the lines In the courtrooms today Love is not a game Love is not a toy Love's no romance Love will do you in And love will wash you out And needless to say You won't stand a chance, you won't stand a chance I'm hungry for learning Won't you answer me please Can a man a woman Live together in peace Oh, live together in peace |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing Ta na na Ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these diamonds And I could say Oo oo oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes And puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bridges and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of her shoes And I could say Oo oo oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose These walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
<Duncan> -Paul Simon-
Couple in the next room bound to win prize They've been going at it all night long Well I'm trying to get some sleep But these motel walls are cheap Lincoln Duncan is my name And here's my song, here's my song My father was a fisherman My mother was a fisherman's friend And I was born in the boredom And the chowder So when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes Headed down the turnpike for NewEngland Sweet NewEngland Holes in my confidence Holes in the knees of my jeans I was left without a penny in my pocket Oo we I was about as destituted as a kid could be And I wished I wore a ring, So I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd Singing sacred song and reading from the bible Well I told her I was lost And she told me all about the Pentecost And I seen that girl as the road to my survival Just later on the very same night When I crept to her tent with a flashlight And my long years of innocence ended Well she took me to the woods Saying here comes somthing and it feels so good And just like a dog I was befriended, I was befriended Oh,Oh, what a night Oh what a garden of delight Even now that sweet memory lingers I was playing my guitar lying underneath the stars Just thanking the lord for my fingers for my fingers |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail 달팽이보다는 참새가 되겠어
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would 할 수만 있다면 꼭 그럴거야 I'd rather be a hammer than a nail 못보다는 망치가 될거야 Yes I would, if I only could, 할 수만 있다면 그렇게 하겠어 I surely would 꼭 그럴거야 Away, I'd rather sail away 멀리, 차라리 멀리 항해를 떠나겠어 Like a swan that's here and gone 여기에 머물다 떠나간 백조처럼 A man gets tied up to the ground 인간은 땅에 머물러 있다가 He gives the world its saddest sound 가장 슬픈 소리를 세상에 들려 주지 Its saddest sound 가장 처량한 소리를 I'd rather be a forest than a street 도심의 거리보다는 숲이 되겠어 Yes I would, if I could, I surely would 할 수만 있다면 그럴거야, 꼭 그럴거야 I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet 차라리 내 발아래 흙을 느끼고 싶어 Yes I would, if I only could, 할 수만 있다면 그렇게 하겠어 I surely would 꼭 그럴거야 |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
There may come a time
When you'll be tired As tired as a dream that wants to die And further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Maybe you will find a love That you discover accidentally Who falls against you gently As a pickpocket Brushes your thigh Further to fly Effortless music from the Cameroons The spinning darkness of her hair A conversation in a crowded room going nowhere The open palm of desire Wants everything It wants everything It wants everything Sometimes I'll be walking down The street and I'll be thinking Am I crazy Or is this some morbid little lie Further to fly Further to fly Further to fly A recent loss of memory A shadow in the family The baby waves bye-bye I'm trying, I'm flying There may come a time When I will lose you Lose you as I lose my light Days falling backward into velvet night The open palm of desire Wants everything It wants everything It wants soil as soft as summer And the strength to push like spring A broken laugh a broken fever Take it up with the great deceiver Who looks you in the eye And says baby don't cry Further to fly There may come a time When I will lose you Lose you as I lose my sight Days falling backward into velvet night The open palm of desire The Rose of Jericho Soil as soft as summer The strength to let you go |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Words & music by paul simon
The night was black, the roads were icy Snow was fallin', drifts were high And I was weary, from my driving And I stopped to rest for a while I sat down at a truck stop I was thinking about my past I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone at last, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last 00, oo, oo, oo, oo I ain't dumb I kicked around some I don't fall too easily But that boy looked so dejected He just grabbed my sympathy Sweet little soul now, what's your problem? Tell me why you're so downcast I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone at last, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last 00, oo, oo, oo, oo Once in a while from out of nowhere When you don't expect it, and you're unprepared Somebody will come and lift you higher And your burdens will be shared Yes I do believe, if I hadn't met you I might still be sinking fast I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last Gone, gone, gone gone gone gone Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
The Mississippi delta
Was shining like a national guitar I am following the river, down the highway Through the cradle of the Civil War I'm going to Graceland, Graceland In Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland My traveling companion is nine years old He is the child of my first marriage But I've reason to believe We both will be received In Graceland She comes back to tell me she's gone As if I didn't know that As if I didn't know my own bed As if I'd never noticed The way she brushed her hair from her forehead And she said losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow I'm going to Graceland Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and Pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland And my traveling companions Are ghosts and empty sockets I'm looking at ghosts and empties But I've reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Whoa, so this is what she means She means we're bouncing into Graceland And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow In Graceland, in Graceland I'm going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain There's some part of me wants to see Graceland And I may be obliged to defend Every love, every ending Or maybe there's no obligations now Maybe I've a reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland Whoa-oh-oh-oh, in Graceland, in Graceland,in Graceland I'm going to Graceland |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Words & music by paul simon
Yesterday it was my birthday I hung one more year on the line I should be depressed My life's a mess But I'm having a good time Oo, I've been loving and loving and loving I'm exhausted from loving so well I should go to bed But a voice in my head Says "ah, what the hell" Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland But I think it's all overdone Exaggerating this and exaggerating that They don't have no fun I don't believe what I read in the papers They're just out to capture my dime I ain't worrying And I ain't scurrying; I'm having a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Maybe I'm laughing my way to disaster Maybe my race has been run Maybe I'm blind to the fate of mankind But what can be done? So God bless the goods we was given And God bless the u. s. of a. And God bless our standard of livin' Let's keep it that way And we'll all have a good time Repeat and fade: Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
> One and one-half wandering Jews<br />Free to wander wherever they choose<br />Are traveling together<br />In the Sangre de Christo<br />The Blood of Christ Mountains<br />Of New Mexico<br />On the last leg of a journey<br />They started a long time ago<br />The arc of a love affair<br />Rainbows in the high desert air<br />Mountain passes<br />Slipping into stone<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones<br /><br />Thinking back to the season before<br />Looking back through the cracks in the door<br />Two people were married<br />The act was outrageous<br />The bride was contagious<br />She burned like a bride<br />These events may have had some effect<br />On the man with the girl by his side<br />The arc of a love affair<br />His hands rolling down her hair<br />Love like lightning shaking till it moans<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones<br /><br />And whoa whoa<br />She said why?<br />Why don't we drive through the night<br />And we'll wake up down in<br />Mexico<br />Oh I<br />Oh, I I don't know nothin' about nothin'<br />About Mexico<br />And tell me why<br />Why won't you love me<br />For who I am<br />Where I am<br /><br />He said: cause that's not the way the world is baby<br />This is how I love you baby<br />This is how I love you baby<br /><br />One and one-half wandering Jews<br />Returned to their natural coasts<br />To resume old acquaintances<br />Step out occasionally<br />And speculate who had been damaged the most<br />Easy time will determine if these consolations<br />Will be their reward<br />The arc of a love affair<br />Waiting to be restored<br />You take two bodies and you twirl them into one<br />Their hearts and their bones<br />And they won't come undone<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones<br />Hearts and bones
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Emaweni webaba Silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake We are homeless, we are homeless The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake And we are homeless, homeless, homeless The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Zio yami, zio yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami amakhaza asengi bulele Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami, angibulele amakhaza Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami somandla angibulele mama Zio yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Too loo loo, too loo loo Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo Too loo loo, too loo loo Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo Strong wind destroy our home Many dead, tonight it could be you Strong wind, strong wind Many dead, tonight it could be you And we are homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqoba Esanqoba lonke ilizwe (ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) Esanqoba phakathi e England Yitho omanqoba Esanqoba phakathi e London Yitho omanqoba Esanqoba phakathi e England Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Kuluman Kulumani, Kulumani sizwe Singenze njani Baya jabula abasi thanda yo Ho |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
In the blue light
Of the Belvedere Motel Wondering as the television burns How the heart approaches what it yearns In a fever I distinctly hear your voice Emerging from a dream, the dream returns How the heart approaches what it yearns After the rain on the Interstate Headlights slide past the moon A bone-weary traveler Waits by the side of the road Where's he going? I dream we are lying on the top of a hill And headlights slide past the moon I roll in your arms And your voice is the heat of the night I'm on fire In a phone booth In some local bar and grill Rehearsing what I'll say, my coin returns How the heart approaches what it yearns How the heart approaches what it yearns |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Half an hour change your strings and tune up
Sizing the room up Checking the bar Local girls unspoken conversation Misinformation Plays guitar They say Jonah he was swallowed by a whale But I say there's no truth to that tale I know Jonah He was swallowed by a song No one gives their dneams away too lightly They hold them tightly Warm against cold One more year of traveling 'round this circuit Then you can work it into gold They say Jonah he was swallowed by a whale But I say there's no truth to that tale I know Jonah He was swallowed by a song Here's to all the boys who came along Carrying soft guitars in cardboard cases All night long Do you wonder where those boys have gone? Do you wonder where those boys have gone |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies. My mind's distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're asleep And kiss you when you start your day. And a song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time Writing songs I can't believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme. And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you. And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go I |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school It's a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education Hasn't hurt me none I can read the writing on the wall Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away If you took all the girls I knew When I was single And brought them all together for one night I know they'd never match My sweet imagination And everything looks worse in black and white Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (Leave your boy so far from home) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Late In The Evening
The first thing I remember I was lying in my bed I couldn't of been no more Than one or two I remember there's a radio Comin' from the room next door And my mother laughed The way some ladies do When it's late in the evening And the music's seeping through The next thing I remember I am walking down the street I'm feeling all right I'm with my boys I'm with my troops, yeah And down along the avenue Some guys were shooting pool And I heard the sound Of a cappella groups, yeah Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage in this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a 'J' And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play And it was late in the evening And I blew that room away The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do Well I guess I'd been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor But I never loved no one The way that I loved you And it was late in the evening And all the music seeping through Nit Music ManiaClub...Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I was 21 years when I wrote this song I'm 22 now, but I won't be for long Time hurries on And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither with the wind And they crumble in your hand Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl I held her close, but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write CHORUS I through a pebble in a brook And watched the ripples run away And they never made a sound CHORUS Hello hello hello hello Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye That's all there is And the leaves that are green turn to brown |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Words & music by paul simon
When I was a little boy, (when I was just a boy) And the devil would call my name (when I was just a boy) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (when I was just a boy) I'm a consecrated boy (when I was just a boy) I'm a singer in a sunday choir Oh , my mama loves, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man) And the devil would call my name (grown to be a man) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (grown to be a man) I'm a consummated man (grown to be a man) I can snatch a little purity My mama loves me, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me And if I was president (was the president) The minute congress call my name (was the president) I'd say "who do, Who do you think you're fooling? (who do you think you're fooling) I've got the presidential seal (was the president) I'm up on the presidential podium My mama loves me She loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me Fade out: She love me, love me, love me, love me (loves me like a rock) |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
The mama pajama rolled out a bed
And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law. The mama look down and spit on the ground Every time my name gets mentioned The papa said, "Oy, if I get that boy, I'm gonna stick him the house of detention." Well I'm on my way. I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you, me and Julio down by the school yard In a couple of days they come and Take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way, I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine I can't for the life of me Remember a sadder day I know they say let it be But it just don't work out that way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again No I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine I just can't believe It's so Though it seems strange to say I never been laid so low In such a mysterious way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again But I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day When the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a moment away |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey ??hey hey hey) We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here' to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey ??hey hey hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids Coo coo ca choo, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey ??hey hey hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates' depate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo woo woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson 'Joltin Joe' has left and gone away? (Hey hey hey ??hey hey hey) |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
In my little town
I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall my little town Coming home after school Riding my bike past the gates of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze And after it rains there's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagination they lack Everything's the same back in my little town In my little town I never meant nothing I was just my father's son Saving my money Dreamin of glory Twitching like a finger on a trigger of a gun Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Peace like a river ran thnough the city
Long past the midnight curfew We sat starry-eyed We were satisfied And I remember Misinformation followed us like a plague Nobody knew from time to time If the plans were changed If the plans were changed. You can beat us with wires You can beat us with chains You can run out your rules But you know you cans outrun the history train I've seen a glorious day. Four in the morning I woke up from out of my dreams Nowhere to go but back to sleep But I'm reconciled Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to be up for a while |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Returned to their hotel suite And they unlocked the door Easily losing their evening clothes They danced by the light of the moon To the Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The deep forbidden music They'd been longing for Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were strolling down Christopher Street When they stopped in a men's store With all of the mannequins dressed in the style That brought tears to their immigrant eyes Just like The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The easy stream of laughter Flowing through the air Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog apres la guerre Side by side They fell asleep Decades gliding by like Indians Time is cheap When they wake up they will find All their personal belongings Have intertwined Oh Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were dining with the power elite And they looked in their bedroom drawer And what do you think They have hidden away In the cabinet cold of their hearts? The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins For now and ever after As it was before Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I feel good
It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on But feel the bite Whenever you believe that You'll be lost and love will find you When the road bends And the song ends She moves on I know the reason I Feel so blessed My heart still splashes Inside my chest, but she She is like a top She cannot stop She moves on A sympathetic stranger Lights a candle in the middle of the night Her voice cracks She jumps back But she moves on She says "Ooh my storybook lover You have underestimated my power As you shortly will discover" Then I fall to my knees Shake a rattle at the skies I'm afraid that I'll be taken Abandoned, forsaken In her cold coffee eyes She can't sleep now The moon is red She fights a fever She burns in bed She needs to talk so We take a walk Down in the maroon light She says "Maybe these emotions are As near to love as love will ever be" So I agree The the moon breaks She takes the corner that's all she takes She moves on She says "Ooh, my storybook lover You have underestimated my power As you shortly will discover" Then I fall to my knees I grow weak, I go slack As if she captured the breath of my voice in a bottle And I can't catch it back But I feel good It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a man He came from my home town He wore his passion for his woman Like a thorny crown He said Delores I live in fear My love for you's so overpowering I'm afraid that I will disappear Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a woman Became a wife These are the very words she uses To describe her life She said a good day Ain't got no rain She said a bad day's when I lie in bed And think of things that might have been Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away And I know a father Who had a son He longed to tell him all the reasons For the things he'd done He came a long way Just to explain He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping Then he turned around and headed home again Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away God only knows God makes his plan The information's unavailable To the mortal man We work our jobs Collect our pay Believe we're gliding down the highway When in fact we're slip slidin' away |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
You've got the cool water
When the fever runs high You've got the look of love light In your eyes And I was in crazy motion 'Til you calmed me down It took a little time But you calmed me down [Chorus] When something goes wrong I'm the first to admit it I'm the first to admit it But the last one to know When something goes right Well it's likely to lose me It's apt to confuse me It's such an unusual sight I can't get used to something so right Something so right They've got a wall in China It's a thousand miles long To keep out the foreigners They made it strong I've got a wall around me You can't even see It took a little time To get to me [Chorus] Some people never say the words I love you It's not their style To be so bold Some people never say those words I love you But like a child they're longing To be told [Chorus] |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
We sailed up a river wide as a sea
And slept on the banks On the leaves of a banyan tree And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical, meant to he sung Song from the mouth of the river When the world was young And all of these spirit voices rule the night By moon We walk To the brujo's door Along a path of river stone Women with their nursing children Seated on the floor We join the fevers And the broken bones The candlelight flickers The falcon calls A lime-green lizard scuttles down the cabin wall And all of these spirit voices Sing rainwater, sea water River water, holy water Wrap this child in mercy?heal her Heaven's only daughter All of these spirit voices rule the night My hands were numb My feet were lead I drank a cup of herbal brew Then the sweetness in the air Combined with the lightness in my head And I heard the jungle breathing in the bamboo Saudacoes Greetings! Da licenca um momento Excuse me, one moment Te lembro I remind you Que amanha That tomorrow Sera tudo ou sera naoa It will he all or it will be nothing Depende, coracao It depends, heart Sera breve ou sera grande It will be brief or it will be great Depende da paixao It depends on the passion Sera sujo, sera sonho It will be dirty, it will be a dream Cuidado, coracao Be careful, heart Sera util, sera tarde It will be useful. it will be late Se esmera, coracao Do your best, heart E confia And have trust Na forca do amanha In the power of tomorrow Lord of the earthquake My trembling bed The spider resumes the rhythm Of his golden thread And all of these spirit voices rule the night |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Little sleepy boy
Do you know what time it is? Well the hour of your bedtime's Long been past And though I know you're fighting it I can tell when you rub your eyes You're fading fast Fading fast Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet Roll across the skies And leave a spray of diamonds In its wake I long to see St. Judy's Comet Sparkle in your eyes When you awake Little boy Won't you lay your body down Little boy Won't you close your weary eyes Ain't nothing flashing but the fireflies Well I sang it once Then I sang it twice I'm going to sing it three times more I'm going to stay 'til your resistance Is overcome 'Cause if I can't sing my boy to sleep Well it makes your famous daddy Look so dumb Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet Roll across the skies And leave a spray of diamonds In its wake I long to see St. Judy's Comet Sparkle in your eyes When you awake Little boy, little boy Won't you lay your body down Little boy, little boy Won't you close your weary eyes Ain't nothing flashing but the fireflies Oo little sleepy boy Do you know what time it is Well the hour of your bedtime's Long been past Though I know you're fighting it I can tell when you rub your eyes That you're fading fast |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I met my old lover
On the street last night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy afler all these years Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man Who tends to socialize I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I aint no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should l? Its all gonna fade Now I sit by my window And I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy Still crazy Still crazy after all these years |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Come on take me to the mardi Gras
Where the people sing and play Where the dancing is elite And there's music in the street Both night and day Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras In the city of my dreams You can legalize your lows You can wear your summer clothes In the New Orleans And i will lay my burden down Rest my head upon that shore And when i wear that starry crown I won't be wanting and more Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras Let the music wash your soul You can mingle in the street You can jingle to the beat of jelly roll |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
What can I do
What can I do Much of what you say is true I know you see through me But there's no tenderness Beneath your honesty Right and wrong Right and wrong Never helped us get along You say you care for me But there's no tenderness Beneath your honesty You and me were such good friends What's your hurry? You and me could make amends I'm not worried I'm not worried Honesty Honesty It's such a waste of energy No you don't have to lie to me Just give me some tenderness Beneath your honesty You don't have to lie to me Just give me some tenderness |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
A long time ago, yeah Before you was born dude When I was still single And life was great I held this job as a traveling salesman That kept me moving from state to state Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette State of Louisiana Wondering where a city boy could go To get a little conversation Drink a little red wine Catch a little bit of those Cajun girls Dancing to Zydeco Along come a young girl She's pretty as a prayerbook Sweet as an apple on Christmas day I said good gracious can this be my luck If that's my prayerbook Lord let us pray Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette State of Louisiana Wondering where a city boy could go To get her in a conversation Drink a little red wine Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier The King of the Bayou Well, that was your mother And that was your father Before you was born dude When life was great You are the burden of my generation I sure do love you But let's get that straight Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette Arcoss the street from The Public Heading down to the Lone Star Cafe Maybe get a little conversation Drink a little red wine Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier Dancing the night away |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
I am just a poor boy
Though my story′s seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jests Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lie la lie... Asking only workman′s wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there la~la~la~la~la Lie la lie... Then I′m laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was gone Going home Where the New York City winters aren′t bleeding me, Leading me, going home. In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" But the fighter still remains Lie la lie... |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon and Forere Motlobeloa)
It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Words & music by paul simon
I was reading a magazine And thinking of a rock and roll song The year was nineteen fiftyfour And I hadn't been playing that long When a man came on the radio And this is what he said He said I hate to break it to his fans But johnny ace is dead, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I really wasn't Such a johnny ace fan But I felt bad ali the same So I sent away for his photograph And I waited till it came It came all the way from texas With a sad and sim-ple face And they signed it on the bottom From the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones It was nineteen sixtyfour I was living in london With the girl from the summer be-fore It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones A year after j.f.k. We were staying up all night And giving the days away And the music was flowing amazing And blowing my way On a cold december evening I was walking through the christmas tide When a stranger came up and asked me If I'd heard john lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar And we stayed to close the place And every song we played Was for the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie But I say why Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? And in remembering a road sign I am remembering a girl when I was young And we said These songs are true These days are ours These tears are free And hey The cross is in the ballpark The cross is in the ballpark We had a lot of fun We had a lot of money We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny Sonny gets married and moves away Sonny has a baby and bills to pay Sonny gets sunnier Day by day by day by day Doh, doh, doh, doh Doh, doh, doh, doh Well, I've been waking up at sunrise I've been following the light across my room I watch the night receive the room of my day Some people say the sky is just the sky But I say Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself How it's strange that some rooms are like cages Sonny's yearbook from high school Is down from the shelf And he id-ly thumbs through the pages Some have died Some have fled from themselves Or struggled from here to get there Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's is just a lie But I say the cross is in the ballpark Why deny the obvious child |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
The sounds of silence
Hello darkness, my old friend 여보게 내 오랜 친구, 어둠이여 I've come to talk with you again 자네랑 이야기하려고 또 왔다네 Because a vision softly creeping 왜냐하면 내가 잠들어 있는 동안에 Left its seeds 어떤 환상이 While I was sleeping 자기 씨를 심어놓았기 때문이지 And the vision 내 뇌리에 깊히 박힌 That was planted in my brain 그 환상은 Still remains 아직도 여전히 Within the sound of silence 침묵의 소리로 남아있다네 In restless dreams I walked alone 불안한 꿈속에서 자갈이 깔린 Narrow streets of cobble stone 좁은 길을 혼자 걸었지 'Neath the halo of a street lamp 가로등불 밑에 다다랐을 때 I turned my collar 차갑고 음습한 기운때문에 To the cold and damp 옷깃을 세웠다네 When my eyes were stabbed 그때 반짝이는 네온 불빛이 By the flash of a neon light 내 눈에 들어왔고 That split the night 그 네온 불빛은 밤의 어둠을 가르며 And touched the sound of silence 침묵의 소리를 감싸안았다네 And in the naked light I saw 적나라한 불빛가운데서 만명 정도? Ten thousand people 아니 어쩌면 더 많은 사람들을 Maybe more 나는 볼 수 있었다네 People talking without speaking 그사람들은 마음에도 없는 이야기를 하고 People hearing without listening 듣는체 하지만 실제로는 듣지않고 People writing songs 심금을 울리지도 못하는 That voices never share 노래들을 부르고 있었다네 No one dared 그 어느 누구도 감히 Disturb the sound of silence 침묵의 소리를 깨뜨릴 엄두를 내지 못했다네 'Fools' said I ' 그래서 나는 '바보들 You do not know 암과도 같은 침묵이 자라고 있음을 Silence like a cancer grows 당신들은 알지 못하나요? Hear my words that I might teach you 당신들을 깨우치는 내 말을 들으세요 Take my arms 당신들에게 내미는 내 손을 잡으세요' That I might reach you 라고 말했지 But my words 하지만 그러한 내 말은 Like silent raindrops fell 소리없는 빗방울처럼 떨어져 And echoed 침묵의 샘 가운데에서 In the wells of silence 공허한 메아리같을 뿐이었다네 And the people bowed and prayed 사람들은 자기들이 만든 To the neon god they made 네온 神에게 허리굽혀 기도했다네 And the sign flashed out its warning 그러자 네온이 만들어내는 단어중에 In the words that it was forming 경고의 문구가 번쩍이었지 And the signs said 네온은 이렇게 말했어 'The words of the prophets are written '예언자의 말은 지하철의 벽이나 On the subway walls and tenement halls ' 싸구려 아파트 현관에 적혀있다' 라고... Whispered 침묵의 소리 가운데에서 In the sound of silence 그렇게 속삭이더군... |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neat the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence said I You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out it's warning In the words that it was forming And the signs said The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
If a feeling's born and no one complains
Well that's good luck Running through young veins And if life is a blessing That brushes the tops of the trees Well it's a short walk In a sweet breeze I will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you All for the taste of your sweet love thelma If a heart is an open memory book That was the chance I took The more I searched, the more shook with thelma Last night I slept on a rented pillow A silver moon above my head A thirsty dreamless sleep released me And I reached for the phone By the side of the bed Now the first time that I saw you I thought "she's beautiful, but she's too young to be caught" People aware of my history Trying to steer you away from me I left a message at your hotel Don't let management poison the well I will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you All for the taste of your sweet love thelma The phone is ringing and I realize We are timezones and oceans apart The words I speak in the middle of my night They fall on your yesterday scars If the sun don't shine, the wind don't break The clock don't jump off the wall Thelma, my darling, I will cushion your fall I will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you Without the taste of your sweet love thelma I am only a man who has skirted the edge of despair For a long time now, and I don't care I watch you sleeping a the hospital bed The baby curled up in a ball Winter sunlight hits the family tree And everything else becomes nothing at all |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
Joseph's face was black as night The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere And he walked his days Under African skies This is the story of how we begin to remember This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream of falling and calling your name out These are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain In early memory Mission music Was ringing 'round my nursery door I said take this child, Lord From Tucson Arizona Give her the wings to fly through harmony And she won't bother you no more This is the story of how we begin to remember This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream of falling and calling your name out These are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain Joseph's face was black as night And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere And he walked the length of his days Under African skies |
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from Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (2008)
A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now? Why am I soft in the middle? The rest of my life is so hard! I need a photo-opportunity, I want a shot at redemption! Don't want to end up a cartoon, In a cartoon graveyard ..... Bonedigger, Bonedigger, Dogs in the moonlight. Far away, my well-lit door. Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly, Get these mutts away from me! You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore .... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! A man walks down the street, He says, Why am I short of attention? Got a short little span of attention, And whoa, my nights are so long! Where's my wife and family? What if I die here? Who'll be my role-model? Now that my role-model is .... Gone ...... gone, He ducked back down the alley, With some roly-poly, little bat-faced girl. All along .... along .... There were incidents and accidents, There were hints and allegations ..... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! Call me Al ...... A man walks down the street, It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the Third World. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language, He holds no currency. He is a foreign man, He is surrounded by the sound, sound .... Cattle in the marketplace. Scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around ..... He sees angels in the architecture, Spinning in infinity, He says, Amen! and Hallelujah! If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! You can call me Al ...... More Lyrics |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival Vol.2: Memoirs Of An Immigrant (2007)
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It's those Jersey boys I heard a man say Jesus walks Me, myself, I heard Jesus talks Cause when I heard his beat I felt Jesus voice I heard it through the wide And he made it out the coma From a fast car It was a fast car Yeah Every day is like the wild wild west Some of us are bad boys Some of us are outlawed And some mystery, the killer get away And livin' this isn't the end of the day In the fast car Jump in the fast car Yeah You gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all know somebody up there You need a helping hand Look, come right here To help you see clearly now, yeah To help you see clearly now, yeah I hope you see clearly now, yeah Yeah What would you do after your bachelor party In the bar celebrating with all your homies Go outside, and you're ready to ride And over fifty-one shots but you ain't ready to die In your fast car, yeah In your fast car Talk to me, talk to me When that fast car picks you up You will have no choice You may hear the tires screaming But you will have no voice But as the fast car picks you up You will weep and smile And see heaven in the headlights Mile after, mile after, mile after mile Yeah You gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all know somebody up there You need a helping hand Look, come right here To help you see clearly now, yeah To help you see clearly now, yeah I hope you see clearly now, yeah Yeah Everybody had leave some c-h-c So she headed to Honduras for some tlc Yeah, having fun in Central America Well she was a passenger, never a traveler In that fast car Ridin' that fast car Yeah Sweet sixteen, I see her leaving the scene Crossing the street, she won't see seventeen Blink of an eye, D-W-I Hit and run and sellin' flees In the fast car Ridin' the fast car Yeah When that fast car picks you up You will have no choice You may hear the tires screaming But you will have no voice But as the fast car picks you up You will weep and smile And see heaven in the headlights Mile after, mile after, mile after mile Yea You gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all know somebody up there You need a helping hand Look, come right here To help you see clearly now, yeah To help you see clearly now, yeah I hope you see clearly now, yeah Yeah You gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all know somebody up there You need a helping hand Look, come right here To help you see clearly now, yeah To help you see clearly now, yeah I hope you see clearly now, yeah |
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