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Slag pit
Stag shit
Honey bring it close to my lips
Yes
Don't blow those brains yet
We gotta be big boy
We gotta be big
Starfucker just like my Daddy
Just like my Daddy selling his baby
Just like my Daddy
Gonna strike a deal made him feel
Like a congressman
It runs in the family

Rest your shoulder Peaches and Cream
Everywhere a Judas as fast as you can see
Beautiful angel
Calling "We got every re-run of Muhammad Ali"

Prism perfect
Honey bring it close to your lips
Yes
What is termed a landslide of principle
Proportion boy it better be big boy
Starfucker just like my Daddy
Just like my Daddy selling his baby
Just like my daddy
Gonna strike a deal make him feel
Like a Congressman
It runs in the family
Mother Mary
China white
Brown may be sweeter
She will supply
Mother Mary
China white
Brown may be sweeter
She will supply
She will supply
She will supply
She will supply
 


I know you’re a serious lady
Living off a teacup full of cherries
Nobody knows where you are livin
Nobody knows where you are

Take a bath and get high through an apple
Wanted to cry but you can’t when you’re laughin’
Nobody knows where you are livin’
Nobody knows where you are

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

I’ll run through a thousand parties
I’ve run through a million bars
Nobody knows where you are livin
Nobody knows where you are

You’ve been humming in a daze forever
Praying for Pavement to get back together
Nobody knows where you are living
Nobody knows where you are

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York

(so far around the bend - the national)
 
Alright now boys and girls we've got another story for you now!
We want to introduce to you another friend of the Bible!


Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

If I were God there would be no explicit sex on TV.
Like little Opie eating pie when he made it with Aunt B.

If I were God thou shall not worship false Billy Idols.
And thou shall add the Book Of Flavor Flav to the Bible.
Thou shall make fun of Hindus thou shall not make a "Speed 2"
If I were God that's what I'd do, Heavens no

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

If I were God I'd get a bunch of slaves to do everything.
Norwegian lesbians that feed me grapes and know how to sing.

If I were God thou shall not wear tube socks with flip-flops.
Thou shall sit and thou shall spin thou shall even wife swap
Thou shall resist the Olsen Twins, thou shall not cut "Footloose"
If I were God that's what I'd do, Heavens no

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross
I'll tell them I found Jesus, that should throw them off
He goes by the name hay-suse and steals hub caps from cars
Oh Hay-suse can I borrow your crow-bar?
To pry these God damn nails out they're beginning to hurt
Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt
"I Can't Believe It's Not butter!" I'll sing as I'm flogged
Yeah that's what I would do if I were God
So vote for me for savior and you'll go to Heaven
Your lame Dark Lord is like Kevin Spacey in "Seven"
With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks
You just can't teach an old God new tricks
But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem?
If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy?
Just put some crummy "holier than thou" facade
Yeah that's what I would do if I were God.
 
It's not actually what I'm listening to now, but it was on the cd player yesterday.

I got big balls
Big ole balls
Big as grapefruits
Big as pumpkins
Yes sir, yes sir
And on my really good days
They swell to the size of small dogs
My balls are as big as small dogs

Well, it ain't braggin' if it's true
Yes sir, yes sir
It ain't braggin' if it's true
Mohammed Ali said that
Back when he was a young man
Back when he was Casius Clay
Before he fought too many fights
And left his brain inside the ring

Sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods
Sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods

I got a friend whose goal in life
Was to one day go down on Madonna
That's all he wanted
That was all
To one day go down on Madonna
And when my friend was thirty-four
He got his wish in Rome one night
He got to go down on Madonna
In Rome one night in some hotel
And ever since he's been depressed
'Cause life is shit from here on in
And all our friends just shake their heads
And say, "Too soon, too soon, too soon,
He went down on Madonna too soon
Too young, too young, too soon, too soon"

And it ain't braggin' if it's true
Yes sir, yes sir
It ain't braggin' if it's true
Mohammed Ali said that
Back when he was Casius Clay
Before he fought too many fights
And left his brain inside the ring

Sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods
Sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods

If certain girls don't look at you
It means that they like you a lot
If other girls don't look at you
It just means they're ignoring you
How can you know, how can you know?
Which is which, who's doing what?
I guess that you can ask 'em
Which one are you baby?
Do you like me or are you ignoring me?
Do you like me or are you ignoring me?
Do you like me or are you ignoring me?
And all you need to do that
Is one good pair of big balls
Balls as big as grapefruits
Balls as big as pumpkins
Balls as big as mine

But even though my balls are big
Sometimes i wish they were bigger
Even bigger
Big as the wheels on tractors
Big as the golden arches
Big as the Golden Gate Bridge
Big as the state of Kansas
Big as Mars and Jupiter
Big as the swing in Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods

:eek::D
 
A glaring light an unnatural tremor
Suffocating heat, suffocating heat
A hell on earth, hell on earth

Men women and children groaning in agony
From the intolerable pains of their burns
A hell on earth, hell on earth
 
In 1649
To St. George's Hill,
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people's will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs

We come in peace they said
To dig and sow
We come to work the lands in common
And to make the waste ground grow
This earth divided
We will make whole
So it will be
A common treasury for all

The sin of property
We do disdain
No man has any right to buy and sell
The earth for private gain
By theft and murder
They took the land
Now everywhere the walls
Spring up at their command

They make the laws
To chain us well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feed's the rich
While poor folk starve

We work we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to the masters
Or pay rent to the lords
Still we are free
Though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory
Stand up now

From the men of property
The orders came
They sent the hired men and troopers
To wipe out the Diggers' claim
Tear down their cottages
Destroy their corn
They were dispersed
But still the vision lingers on

You poor take courage
You rich take care
This earth was made a common treasury
For everyone to share
All things in common
All people one
We come in peace
The orders came to cut them down
 
Just another quiet night in England
And far away the dogs are barking
just another quiet night in England
Decent folk are all in their beds
And he is sleeping like the dead
And another quiet night goes by

His father used to own the factory
But the son cashed in and he sold the site
And a town fell silent overnight

Where is the pit and the mill
Where is the skill and the strength of their hands?
Gone with the smoke and the heat
The noise of the beat of the heart of the land

And money moves without a whisper
Money has no home or nation
It has no friends and it won't stay long

Another night and the dogs are barking
You wake to the smell of burning tyres
Sirens wail and the street's on fire

And another headline hits the presses
The truth runs in, the news creeps out
People stare if you scream and shout
And another quiet night goes by
 
Do you take this woman? I said, yes I do
I love her like crazy
& I think she loves me too
But we'll do without the family
if it's all the same to you
happy ever after

Your mother is a flake,
my father's full of shite
Your sister says you married me in white
just for spite
Well a party's not a party
till it ends up in a fight
happy ever after

And there was my lot and your lot
and us two in between
This is the last time I get married
(please God)
This is the last time I get married

My brother's never short
of a substance to abuse
Rum & glue & Thunderbird
& wizz & Special Brew
Any minute now he'll show us
ALL of his tattoos
happy ever after

Nephews are obnoxious, nieces are too tall
A dozen drunken uncles
are pissing up the wall
Grandad is grinning
but there's no one home at all
happy ever after

For richer, for poorer,
for better or for worse
Now we are married, a blessing or a curse
Kiss me & don't forget
What you see is what you get

And the best man is the worst man,
the best man is a beast
Underneath the table
with the sister of the priest
The way he's going at it
she is probably deceased
happy ever after

Granny's on the brandy, getting bleary-eyed
Guys I went to school with
want to see me outside
Someone's pulled the bridesmaid.
Anyone seen the bride?
happy ever after
 
Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.


watch
 
God's Little Monkeys - Sea Never Dry (self transcribed)

Do you think there'll ever be changes in the way the economy's run?
Do you think they'll ever see the misery and degradation
the political system has sown?
Do you think there'll ever be changes in the way the government's run?
When you perpetuate prejudice by colour or creed
how can such harm be undone

But you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry

Do you think there'll ever be changes
while we're still alive?
or do we look to the next generation
to look back in horror
at what you're lack of humanity's done

But you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry
sea never drys
sea never dry
you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry

Do you think there'll ever be changes
do you think it can be (easy and?) clean
government's lack of complicity
pushing stability towards a bloody insanity
So how can there be a solution
with a system of minority rule
and laws that provide and discriminate
according to colour
It's suicidal and senseless

But you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry
sea never dry
you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry

Do you think there'll ever be changes in the way the economy's run?
Do you think they'll ever see the misery and degradation
the political system has sown?

But you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry
you turn to me with a tear in your eyes and say
sea never dry
 
I like the way your sparkling earrings lay against your skin so brown
And I want to sleep with you in the desert tonight with a billion stars all around
'cause I got a peaceful easy feeling, and I know you won't let me down
'cause I'm already standing on the ground

And I found out a long time ago what a woman can do to your soul
Ah, but she can't take you anyway you don't already know how to go
And, I got a peaceful easy feeling and I know you won't let me down
'cause I'm already standing on the ground

I get this feeling I may know you as a lover and a friend
But, this voice keeps whispering in my other ear - [it] tells me I may never see you again
'cause I get a peaceful easy feeling, and I know you won't let me down
'cause I'm already standing -
I'm already standing -
Yes, I'm already standing on the ground
 
i love that song Rollem ^ :)

The gold roads sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
The gold roads sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife

Im no clown I wont back down
I dont need you to tell me whats going down
Down down down down da down down down
Down down down down da down down down

Im standing alone
Im watching you all
Im seeing you sinking
Im standing alone
Youre weighing the gold
Im watching you sinking
Fools gold

These boots were made for walking
The marquis de sade dont wear no boots like these
Golds just around the corner
Breakdowns coming up round the bend

Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what youre thinking

Down down down down da down down down

Im standing alone
Im watching you all
Im seeing you sinking
Im standing alone
Youre weighing the gold
Im watching you sinking
Fools gold

Fools gold

Im standing alone
Im watching you all
Im seeing you sinking
Im standing alone
Youre weighing the gold
Im watching you sinking
Fools gold
 
this song makes me smile like a loon :D

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well. Enough said.

I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Oh ...

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me ?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
(Though she needs you
More than she loves you)

And I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
Over and over, la ...

I know it's over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real

And you even spoke to me, and said...
"If you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight?

I know ...
'Cause tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms..."


It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over, over

It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over

Love is Natural and real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is Natural and real
But not for such as you and I, my love
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...(etc etc etc)


( :) :cool: :) )
 
The Floyd - Mother (Waters) 5:32

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Mother should I build the wall?
Mother should I run for president?
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooh is it just a waste of time?

Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry.
Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mother's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama'll help to build the wall.

Mother do you think she's good enough -- to me?
Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby dont you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Mama wont let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
You'll always be baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?
 
Somebody remembers the rose
While the other forgets how it grows
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Lost to a stranger

Somebody remembers the dress
How it was hand sewn
Beautifully pressed
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Lost to a stranger

Honey I’m out of service
For a while
Damaged heart’s been manufactured
And everyday, this one never works anyway

Somebody remembers the rose
While the other forgets how it grows
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Lost to a stranger

Honey I know you
Baby I know you
Yeah I know you

:cool:
 
There stands the glass ...
That will ease all my pain ...
That will settle my brain ...
It's my first one to day ...
There stands the glass ...
That will hide all my tears ...
That will drown all my fears ...
Brother, I'm on my way. ... ...

CHORUS
I'm wond'ring where you are tonight
I'm wond'ring if you all right
I wonder if you think of me
In my mis-e-ry
There stands the glass
Fill it up to the brim
Till my troubles grow dim
It's my first one to day.
 
Bernie Rhodes knows Don't Argue

Why must you record my phone calls?
Are you planning a bootleg LP?
Said you've been threatened by gangsters
Now it's you, that's threatening me

Can't fight corruption with con tricks
They use the law to commit crime
And I dread, dread to think what the future will bring
When we're living in gangster time

Don't call me scar face

Can't interrupt while I'm talking
Or they'll confiscate all your guitars
and catch 22 says if I sing the truth
they won't make me an overnight star

Don't offer us legal protection
They use the law to commit crime
I dread to think what the future will bring
When we're living in gangster time

Bernie Rhodes knows Don't Argue
 
rollinder said:
Do you take this woman? I said, yes I do
I love her like crazy
& I think she loves me too
But we'll do without the family
if it's all the same to you
happy ever after

Your mother is a flake,
my father's full of shite
Your sister says you married me in white
just for spite
Well a party's not a party
till it ends up in a fight
happy ever after

And there was my lot and your lot
and us two in between
This is the last time I get married
(please God)
This is the last time I get married

My brother's never short
of a substance to abuse
Rum & glue & Thunderbird
& wizz & Special Brew
Any minute now he'll show us
ALL of his tattoos
happy ever after

Nephews are obnoxious, nieces are too tall
A dozen drunken uncles
are pissing up the wall
Grandad is grinning
but there's no one home at all
happy ever after

For richer, for poorer,
for better or for worse
Now we are married, a blessing or a curse
Kiss me & don't forget
What you see is what you get

And the best man is the worst man,
the best man is a beast
Underneath the table
with the sister of the priest
The way he's going at it
she is probably deceased
happy ever after

Granny's on the brandy, getting bleary-eyed
Guys I went to school with
want to see me outside
Someone's pulled the bridesmaid.
Anyone seen the bride?
happy ever after
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WHAT IS THIS? ^^ ?? :)

There's no more affairs
No more fooling around
There's no more affairs
Are you gonna find out?

If I tremble in your arms
If I sigh through your hair
This last affair
There's no more fooling around
There's no more affairs
Are you gonna find out?
If my hand's by my side
If I avoid your stare
This last affair

There's no more affairs
No more fooling around
There's no more affairs
No, no more fooling around
There's no more affairs
Are you gonna find out?

If I tremble in your arms
If I sigh through your hair
This last affair
There's a place in my mind
Where I know what's going on
But it grows, shifts into time
Leaves me hanging on
And though we were only having fun

It seems such a crime now
Go and play, play in the road
You're gonna get run down, run down

There's no more affairs
No more fooling around
There's no more affairs

No more fooling around

There's no more affairs
Are you going to find out?

It's an impulsive thing
But we caught the other
Climbed into bed with all our previous lovers
Gets crowded in there
There's no more affairs
 
Boom boom boom boom
I'm gonna shoot you right down,
right offa your feet
Take you home with me,
put you in my house
Boom boom boom boom
A-haw haw haw haw
Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm

I love to see you strut,
up and down the floor
When you talking to me,
that baby talk
I like it like that
Whoa, yeah!
Talk that talk, walk that walk

When she walk that walk,
and talk that talk,
and whisper in my ear,
tell me that you love me
I love that talk
When you talk like that,
you knocks me out,
right off of my feet
Hoo hoo hoo
Talk that talk, and walk that walk

:cool: :cool: :cool:
 
Driving on the bypass to Damascus
I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride
With a pair of broken wings
And a suitcase full of sins
He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside
Pulling Malatesta from his suitcase
He lifted up his voice and began to sing
'My songs of desperation lead to action...
And this is where the serious fun begins.'
We don't go to God's house anymore
Saw the light and walked right out the door
We don't go to God's house
It's more fun in the dog house
We don't go to God's house anymore
Well driving on, I tasted sweet salvation
As we sung away the pulpit and the past
The preacherman and me
We sang such harmonies
The highway of my life went by so fast
The preacher, he got off at the crossroads
He said, 'This is where I end, and you begin'
He left behind the wings and the Malatesta
And the memory of the songs we both did sing
We don't go to God's house anymore
Saw the light and walked right out the door
We don't go to God's house
It's more fun in the doghouse
We don't go to God's house anymore
 
Emma tried to run away,
I followed her across the city,
She went out to the Easterhouse,
Because she liked the sound of it.

She didn't have a single penny,
She stuck a finger in the air,
She tried to flag down an aeroplane,
I suppose she needs a holiday.

I put my arm around her waist,
She put me on the ground with Judo,
She didn't recognise my face,
She wasn't even looking.

Laura's feeling just ideal,
Her horoscope was nearly perfect,
She's thinking of something to do,
Because she is The Birthday Girl.

She walked out to the edge of town,
She saw me lying in the park,
She took Emma by the hand,
They've got a lot in common.

I'll leave them to do what they want,
I'll leave them to do what they need to,
I'll go and play with words and pictures,
I'll admit I'm feeling strange.

[instrumental]

I'm not as sad as Doestoevsky,
I'm not as clever as Mark Twain,
I'll only buy a book for the way it looks,
And then I stick it on the shelf again.

Now I could tell you what I'm thinking,
But it never seems to do you good,
It's beyond me what a girl can see,
I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs.

This is just a modern rock song,
This is just a sorry lament,
We're four boys in corduroys,
We're not terrific but we're competent.

Stevie's full of good intentions,
Richards into rock 'n' roll,
Stuart's staying in and he thinks it's a sin,
That he has to leave the house at all.

[instrumental]

This is just a modern rock song,
This is just a tender affair,
I count "three, four" and then we start to slow,
Because a song has got to stop somewhere.
 
There are people going hungry every day
Theyve got nothing on their plates
And youre filling your fat face with every different kind of cake
And if you ever go lardy, or go lame
I will drop you straight away
Thats the price you have to pay
For every stupid thing you say

There are people going lonely, and theyll stay
Lonely fay into the year
Because youre making blinkers fashionable
And fashionably youll say
All is equal in love and war and
Im sorry, but Ive got some things to do
And you pretend to read a book youll never finish till the day

That the author dedicates it
To a century of fakers
They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today
Yeah, the author dedicates it
To a century of fakers
He was an anarchist, he tried his best but it wasnt good enough

Did I say I would see you soon?
Well Im sorry, but I just came off my bike
And my face is scarred
And chance has barred me seeing you tonight
I was over the other side of the city
And if the truth be known Id say
That you look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today

Everybodys trying to make us
Another century of fakers
They took you mould and burned it on the fire of history today
Everybodys trying to make us
Another cool decade of fakers
Another century of fakers
 
If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way
Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
 
This is my fav song to play on the guitar at the mo. Im going to give it an airing at the next open mic night i do.:)

I will confess to you
Because you made me think about the times
You turn the picture on to me and I'll turn over
The vision was a masterpiece of comic timing
But you wouldnt laugh at all
And I wonder what the boy was thinking
The picture was an old collage of something classical
The model with a tragic air
Because without a doubt he'd given up the fight
The ghost of somebody at his side

I will confess to you
Because I didnt think about the message
As I walked down the alleyway it was a sunday
And all my friends deserted me because you painted me
As the fraud I really was
And if you think you see with just your eyes youre mad
cause lisa learned a lot from putting on a blindfold
When she knew she had been bad
She met another blind kid at a fancy dress
It was the best sex she ever had

Ill send a dress to you
Because its needing badly taken in
But I was so embarressed when I missed your party
It was me that paid for it eventually
Because you know how much I wanted
To meet your friend the star of stage and local press
The dream of all the bowlie boys that hang around here
And Im no different from the rest
Im not too proud to say that Im okay with
The girl next door whos famous for showing her breasts

Youre not impressed by me
But its a funny way for you to tell me
A whisper in a choir stall
The man was talking about you simultaneously
Frankly, I let my heavy eyelids flutter
Because I have been sleeping badly lately
I know you were historical from all the books I've read
But I thought you could be bluffing
And with this chance Ive missed I feel remiss
Its days and months before I see you again
 
Ooooooooh Ooooh Ooooh
Some people think they're always right
Others are quiet and uptight
Others they seem so very nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice...(oh-ho)
Inside they might feel sad and wrong (oh no)

Twenty-nine different attributes
Only seven that you like (uh oh)
Twenty ways to see the world (oh-ho)
Twenty ways to start a fight (oh-ho)

Oh don't, don't, don't get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
ooooooo-ooooooo-oooooh

Oh, men don't notice what they got
Oh, women think of that a lot...
A thousand ways to please your man (oh-ho)
Not even one requires a plan (I know)

And Countless add religions, too
It doesn't matter which you choose (oh no)
One stubborn way to turn your back (oh-ho)
This I've tried and now refuse (oh-ho)

Oh don't, don't, don't get up
I can't see the sunshine
Oh, I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
Alright

Shut me up
Shut me up
And I'll get along with you
 
A bit of classic Bob Dylan:


Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway [as] thunder [went]crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An' the unpawned painter behind his rightful time
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute
For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse
An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
 
I want to be forgotten,
and I don't want to be reminded.
You say "please don't make this harder."
No, I won't yet.

I wanna be beside her.
She wanna be admired.
You say "please don't make this harder."
No, I won't yet.

Oh dear, is it really all true?
Did they offend us and they want it to sound new?
Top ten ideas for countdown shows...
Whose culture is this and does anybody know?
I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone...

You don't miss me, I know.

Oh Tennessee, what did you write?
I come together in the middle of the night.
Oh that's an ending that I can't write, 'cause
I've got you to let me down.

I want to be forgotten,
and I don't want to be reminded.
You say "please don't make this harder."
No, I won't yet.

I want to be beside her.
She wanna be admired.
You say "please don't make this harder."
No, I won't yet...
 
She lay in bed all night watching the colours change
She lay in bed all night watching the morning change
She lay in bed all night watching the morning change into green and gold

The doctor told her years ago that she was ill
The doctor told her years ago to take a pill
The doctor told her years ago that she'd go blind if she wasn't careful


They let Lisa go blind
The world was at her feet and she was looking down
They let Lisa go blind
And everyone she knew thought she was beautiful
Only slightly mental
Beautiful, only temperamental
Beautiful, only slightly mental
Beautiful

She thought it would be fun to try photography
She thought it would be fun to try pornography
She thought it would be fun to try most anything
She was tired of sleeping

They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind
She's looking like a queen
But if you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be a thousand barren mothers there to talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be two hundred troubled teenagers to sit with her
And talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
What's going on in her life
There would be a documentary on Radio 4

She made herself a pair of orthopaedic shoes
She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues
She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues
But she walked with a limp
 
Another fav of mine from Dylan. I like this song so much I sampled it for a hip hop instrumental...

Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill?
Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt?
I've been burned before and I know the score
So you won't hear me complain.
Will I be able to count on you
Or is your love in vain?
Are you so fast that you cannot see that I must have solitude?
When I am in the darkness, why do you intrude?
Do you know my world, do you know my kind
Or must I explain?
Will you let me be myself
Or is your love in vain?
Well I've been to the mountain and I've been in the wind,
I've been in and out of happiness.
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings
And I've never been too impressed.
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
If I'm a fool you can have the night, you can have the morning too.
Can you cook and sew, make flowers grow,
Do you understand my pain?
Are you willing to risk it all
Or is your love in vain?
 
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
 
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