I woke up this mornin' with my makeup on I've been fakin' it lately, but those days are gone You look at me and wonder why I got to cut these strings and learn to fly
*But the girl is only in your mind She's leavin' everything behind She's not the girl that's gonna make it right So you can kiss that girl goodbye
We're so glad you made it in this dead end town Everybody's waiting for you to come down You're gonna wake up from your dream You're gonna find someone who looks like me
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You could look forever for someone like me She's just a memory
So you can kiss the girl goodbye Kiss that girl goodbye So you can kiss the girl goodbye So you can kiss that girl goodbye
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by; But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die..., Oh Lord! And then I jumped in the river, but the doggone river was dry. he's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
I had me a man who couldn't be true. He made me for my money and he made me blue. A woman needs a man that she can lean on, But my leanin' post is done left and gone. He's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
I'm gonna find me a river, one that's cold as ice. And when I find me that river, Lord I'm gonna pay the price, Oh Lord! I'm goin' down in it three times, but Lord I'm only comin up twice. He's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
He told me on Sunday he was checkin' me out; Long about Monday he was nowhere about. And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news. I got them gone but not forgotten blues. He's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue. He's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
Short circulated Sleeping through the dopamine When you've got nothing to fear Too low to notice Superman in disco jeans Having a good time Just wish I was here Resuscitation Bring me around Resuscitation Bring me down So separated Under watergun ballet When you've got no map You've got no place to go Some sexy killjoy Bring everybody down Well I eat confusion And spit it out slow Resuscitation Bring you 'round Resuscitation Bring you down The road is paved with hope and glory But my shoes are hiding under the bed I need a little evaluation Rejuvenation Of soul and head So underneath Hanging on the bathroom rug Holding it together With rubber bands and chewing gum This mansion's crashing I'm just the butler's maid What do we care We just need our own parade Resuscitation Bring me down Resuscitation Bring me 'round
I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man He says he's been down this road more than twice He was high on intellectualism I've never been there but the brochure looks nice Jump in, let's go Lay back, enjoy the show Everybody gets high, everybody gets low, These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
He's got a daughter he calls Easter She was born on a Tuesday night I'm just wondering why I feel so all alone Why I'm a stranger in my own life Jump in, let's go Lay back, enjoy the show Everybody gets high, everybody gets low These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
I've been swimming in a sea of anarchy I've been living on coffee and nicotine I've been wondering if all the thing I've seen Were ever real, were ever really happening
Everyday is a winding road I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
I woke up and called this morning The tone of your voice was a warning That you don't care for me anymore
I made up the bed we sleep in I looked at the clock when you creep in It's 6 a.m. and I'm alone
Did you know when you go It's the perfect ending To the bad day I was just beginning When you go all I know is You're my favorite mistake
Well, your friends are sorry for me They watch you pretend to adore me But I'm no fool to this game
Now here comes your secret lover She'd be unlike any other Until your guilt goes up in flames
Did you know when you go It's the perfect ending To the bad day I've gotten used to spending When you go all I know is You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake
Well maybe nothin' lasts forever Even when you stay together I don't need forever after It's your laughter won't let me go So I'm holding on this way
Did you know, could you tell You were the only one That I ever loved Now everything's so wrong
Did you see me walking by? Did it ever make you cry?
You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake
Life springs eternal On a gaudy neon street Not that I care at all I spent the best part of my losing streak In an Army Jeep For what I can't recall Oh I'm banging on my TV set And I check the odds And I place my bet I pour a drink And I pull the blinds And I wonder what I'll find
I'm Leaving Las Vegas Lights so bright Palm sweat, blackjack On a Saturday night Leaving Las Vegas Leaving for good, for good I'm leaving for good I'm leaving for good
Used to be I could drive up to Barstow for the night Find some crossroad trucker To demonstrate his might But these days it seems Nowhere is far enough away So I'm leaving Las Vegas today
I'm Leaving Las Vegas Lights so bright Palm sweat, blackjack On a Saturday night Leaving Las Vegas Leaving for good, for good I'm leaving for good I'm leaving for good
I'm standing in the middle of the desert Waiting for my ship to come in But now no joker, no jack, no king Can take this loser hand And make it win
I'm Leaving Las Vegas Lights so bright Palm sweat, blackjack On a Saturday night Leaving Las Vegas Leaving for good, for good I'm leaving for good I'm leaving for good
I quit my job as a dancer At the Lido des Girls Dealing blackjack until one or two Such a muddly line between The things you want And the things you have to do
I'm Leaving Las Vegas Lights so bright Palm sweat, blackjack On a Saturday night Leaving Las Vegas Leaving for good, for good I'm leaving for good I'm leaving for good
I'm leaving Las Vegas And I won't be back No I won't be back Not this time
God, I feel like hell tonight Tears of rage I cannot fight I'd be the last to help you understand Are you strong enough to be my man?
Nothing's true and nothing's right So let me be alone tonight Cause you can't change the way I am Are you strong enough to be my man?
Lie to me I promise I'll believe Lie to me But please don't leave
I have a face I cannot show I make the rules up as I go It's try and love me if you can Are you strong enough to be my man?
When I've shown you that I just don't care When I'm throwing punches in the air When I'm broken down and I can't stand Will you be MAN ENOUGH to be my man?
Lie to me I promise I'll believe Lie to me But please don't leave
It don't hurt like it did. I can sing my song again. It don't hurt like it did. I can sing my song again.
I scraped the paper off the wall. I put down carpet in the hall. I left no trace of you at all. And I can sing my song again.
I don't dream 'cuz I don't sleep. The moon is hanging like your hat. The sun comes up, well I don't see Curtains tied up like a bat.
The electric man looks good today. Maybe not, well I'm trying hard. Trying hard to feel that way, The electric man's a good place to start.
Took your paintings off the wall. That one of me that you called doll. I added on 'cuz the house was feeling small. Now I can sing my song again.
I don't think of you no more Except for everyday or two. I don't think of you no more Except for in between the sun and moon.
Packed up and moved out after all. Bulldozed the house and watched it fall. That blessed sight I still recall I can sing my song again I can sing my song again
It don't hurt like it did, it hurts worse. Who do I kid?
Ten years living in a paperbag Feedback baby, he's a flipped out cat He's a platinum canary, drinkin' falstaff beer Mercedes rule, and a rented lear Bottom feeder insincere Prophet lo-fi pioneer Sell the house and go to school Get a young girlfriend, daddy's jewel
A change would do you good A change would do you good
God's little gift is on the rag Poster girl posing in a fashion mag Canine, feline, Jekyll and Hyde Wear your fake fur on the inside Queen of south beach, aging blues Dinner's at six, wear your cement shoes I thought you were singing your heart out to me Your lips were syncing and now I see
A change would do you good A change would do you good
Chasing dragons with plastic swords Jack off Jimmy, everybody wants more Scully and angel on the kitchen floor And I'm calling Buddy on the ouija board I've been thinking 'bout catching a train Leave my phone machine by the radar range Hello it's me, I'm not at home If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
A change would do you good A change would do you good Hello, it's me, I'm not at home If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
A change would do you good A change would do you good
I've been long, a long way from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes, And drank til I was thirsty again We went searching through thrift store jungles Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, o.k. I made this up I promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad
You get down, real low down You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train Well who hasn't been there before? I come round, around the hard way Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread And serve you french toast again
Well, o.k. I still get stoned I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad
We've been far, far away from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos And everywhere in between Well, o.k. we get along So what if right now everything's wrong?
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad
All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die says man next me out of nowhere apropos of nothing he says his name's william but I'm sure he's bill or billy mac or buddy he's plain ugly to me and I wonder if he's ever had fun in his life we're drinking beer at noon on tuesday in a bar that faces a giant car wash the good people of the world are washing their cars on their lunch break hosing and scrubbing as best they can in skirts and suits they drive their shinning datsuns and buicks back to the phone company the record store well they're nothing like billy and me
all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling I'm not the only one all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling I'm not the only one until the sun comes up over santa monica boulevard I like a good beer buzz early in the morning and billy likes to peel the lables from his bottles of bud and shred them on the bar then he likes every match in un oversize pack letting each one burn down to his thick fingers before blowing and cursing them out and he's watching the buds as they spin on the floor a happy couple enters the bar dangerously close the bartender looks up from his want ads otherwise the bar is ours and the day and the night and the car wash too the matches and the buds and clean and dirty cars the sun and the moon
I think I was wrong I think you were right All my angry words Will keep me up at night Through the old screen door I still hear you say Honey won't you stop Treating me that way
If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind Cause babe I've changed
Tell it to me slow Tell me with your eyes If anyone should know How to let it slide I swear I can see you Coming up the drive There ain't nothing like regret To remind you you're alive
If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind Cause babe I've changed
I crossed the canyon a thousand times But never noticed what was mine What you'll remember of me tonight Well, it almost makes me cry Yeah, it almost makes me cry
Oh ballbreaking moon and ridiculing stars The older I get, the closer you are Don't you have somewhere that you need to be Instead of hanging here making a fool of me
If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind But you won't see the change in me If you could only see What love has made of me But I'll forever be in your mind The difficult kind But you won't see, no you won't see The good in me But babe I've changed Cause babe I've changed
[Clapton] In the white room with black curtains by the station. Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
[Crow] I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
[Clapton] You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. When I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
[Crow] I'll sleep in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
[Clapton] At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. Now she's dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
[Crow] I'll wait in the queue where the trains come around; Wait here with you where the shadows run from themselves.
Hey let's party, let's get down, let's turn the radio on, This is the meltdown. Get out the camera, take a picture, The drag queens and the freaks Are all out on the town. And cowboy Jane's in bed Nursing a swollen head.
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. Now there goes the neighborhood.
The photo chick made to look sickly Is standing in her panties in the shower. She plays the guitar in the bathroom While the police dust her mother's plastic flowers. And Schooboy John's in jail Making a killing through the U.S. mail.
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood.
This is the movie of the screenplay of the book about a girl who meets a junkie. The messenger gets shot down just for carrying the message to a flunky. We can't be certain who the villains are 'cuz everyone's so pretty But the afterparty's sure to be a wing-ding as it moves into your city.
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the stink was about. Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood.
The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they're trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse But the town has no need to be nervous
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun who violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce
Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for the fuse I'm in the streets With the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade Screaming she moans, "I've just been made" Then she sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride "Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride You will not die, it's not poison"
Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for the fuse I'm in the streets With the tombstone blues
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief Looks up to his hero the Commander-in-Chief "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry" And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky Saving, "The sun is not yellow it is chicken"
Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for the fuse I'm in the streets With the tombstone blues
I am strong I am able I spill milk on your table Then I cry like a baby Just to see if you save me
I am sweet I am ugly I am mean if you love me I try hard just to please you When I say I don't need you
I dress up with a conscience When I think you'll be watching I say all the right things I don't know what I mean
Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through
I am ignorant and rude I am fashionably crude And sometimes when it's quiet I'm an angel in white
When I pose in the mirror I want everyone near me I am scared that I'm weird I'm afraid I am queer
I am lovely and weak I am foul when I speak I am strange when I'm kind I am frying my mind
Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through (I don't care, I don't care)
Jesus loves me I know For my mom told me so I'm a loser at love I'm a flower in the mud
Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through
Don't you hate it When the money starts to running out Your esoteric rants Were made to twist and shout I heard you moved Now you're hangin on the Moulin Rouge Don't you know no matter where you go Somebody's always watching you That's what they say That's what they say When the pages fade the love you made Will seem one hundred light years away
I watched the sun come up on Portland I waved goodbye to all my friends I packed my car and headed to LA I gave away all my loose ends
Somebody said you gotta get away To wanna go back home again I left my universe standing there Holding the hand of my best friend
And it's laughter that I feel when I think of you It's one more dusty rose about to turn I'll see you when I reach New Mexico If I'm in the mood to crash and burn
I wrote a letter that I never mailed I rehearsed a dialogue in my head In case you ever wanted to track me down I'll take my cell phone to bed
And it's laughter that I hear when I close my eyes And it's one more punchline I forgot to learn I call you up when my bottle's dry I'm on my way to crash and burn
Antigone laid across the road And let a mack truck leave her there for dead Just because her lover split the scene Well love might be great but why lose your head
Well, it's laughter that comes up when I cry for you And my heart may break again before it learns And I might be stupid enough to want to fall again Cause I've gotten use to the crash and burn I say I've gotten use to the crash and burn
Sheryl Crow - 100 Miles From Memphis - 셰릴 크로우 (Sheryl Crow) 노래/유니버설(Universal) 한참 망설이다가 중고샵에 싸게 나온 게 있길래 구입한 앨범. 망설인 이유는 당근 셰릴 크로의 음악 장르가 컨트리이기 때문. 블루스 락 쪽은 그래도 괜찮은데 진짜 내슈빌 사람들이 환장하는 컨트리 음악은 내 취향이 아니다. 언제였더라. 고등학생 때였나? All i wanna do로 그녀가 상이란 상은 다 휩쓸 때......
셰릴 크로의 2002년도 앨범 수록곡. 그 앨범 이름도 셰릴 크로다.1집 Tuesday night club으로 심하게 히트를 친 그녀지만 컨트리를 별로 안 좋아해서이게 왜 상은 다 타고 대박쳤을까 혼자 궁금해했다.지금 다시 들어보면 그 노래 안에 들어있는 미국적인 감수성이당근 미국 사람들에게 인기있을 수밖에 없겠다는 생각이 든다....
