Sunday, June 18, 2006

Barracuda

So, this ain't the end - I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
smile like the sun - kisses for ev--eryone
And tails - it never fails!

You lying so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees
Now, wouldn't you, Barracuda? Oh-oh-ohh

Back over time we were all trying for free
You met the porpoise and me, uh huh
No right no wrong, selling a song -
A name whisper game.

And if the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Ooh, Barracuda! Oh-oh-ohh…yeah

"Sell me, sell you," the porpoise said
Dive down deep down save my head
You...I think that you got the blues, too.

All that night and all the next, swam without looking back
Made it to the western pools - silly, silly fools!

The real thing don't do the trick, no
You better make up something quick
You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Ohhh, Barra…barracuda! Yeah

Ooohhhhhh-ah!
- Heart ( Ann and Nancy Wilson )

Living In The Past

Happy and I'm smiling,
walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you,
and above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
let's go living in the past.

Once I used to join in
every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
we'll keep living in the past.

Jethro Tull

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Bob Dylan's Dream


While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

With half damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon,
Where we together weathered many a storm,
Laughin' and singin' 'til the early hours of the morn.

By the old wooden stove where our hats were hung,
Our words were told and our songs were sung;
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied
Talkin' and a jokin' about the world outside.

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold,
We never thought we could get very old;
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Though our chances really were a million to one.

As easy as it was to tell black from white,
It wasn't all that easy to tell wrong from right;
Our choices were few and the thought never hit
That the road we traveled would ever shatter and split.

How many a year has passed and gone,
And many a gamble has been lost and won;
And many a road taken by many a first friend,
And each one of them I've never seen again.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
That we could sit simply in that room once again;
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.

While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
- Peter, Paul & Mary

Friday, June 16, 2006

No One to Run With

No One to Run With
Everybody wants to know where Jimmy has gone
He left town, I doubt if he's coming back home
Well Tony got a job, three kids and a lovely wife
Working at the commerce bank for the rest of his life
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore

I'm gonna hit the road, adios my friend
Go someplace and start all over again
Don't know where I'm going, like a gypsy out on the road
I'll go someplace and join a traveling show

Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore

I think Jimmy must have had the right idea
Packed his stuff and he got right out of here
I don't know where he's at but I'm sure that he's ok
Now I realize what Jimmy was trying to say

Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
- The Allman Brothers Band

Thursday, June 15, 2006

You dont know how it feels

Let me run with you tonight
Ill take you on a moonlight ride
Theres someone I used to see
But she dont give a damn for me

But let me get to the point, lets roll another joint
And tu rn the radio loud, Im too alone to be proud
You dont know how it feels
You dont know how it feels to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream

So lets get to the point, lets roll another joint
Lets head on down the road
Theres somewhere I gotta go
And you dont know how it feels
You dont know how it feels to be me

My old man was born to rock
Hes still tryin to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I got a little space to fill

So lets get to the point, lets roll another joint
Lets head on down the road
Theres somewhere I gotta go
And you dont know how it feels
No, you dont know how it feels to be me
- Tom Petty

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Time Of Your Life ( a.k.a good riddance)

Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.
It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth,
it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
- Billie Joe ( Green Day )

Thursday, June 8, 2006

Old and Wise

As far as my eyes can see
There are Shadows approaching me
And to those I left behind
I wanted you to Know
You've always shared my deepest thoughts
You follow where I go

And oh when I'm old and wise
Bitter words mean little to me
Autumn Winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine
And the sadness would be Lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

As far as my Eyes can see
There are shadows surrounding me
And to those I leave behind
I want you all to know
You've always Shared my darkest hours
I'll miss you when I go

And oh, when I'm old and wise
Heavy words that tossed and blew me
Like Autumn winds that will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they ask you if you knew me
Remember that You were a friend of mine
As the final curtain falls before my eyes
Oh when I'm Old and wise

As far as my eyes can see
- ( Sung by Colin Blunstone )The Alan Parson Project