Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because Im easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,
To me
Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-
Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Bodys aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,
Any way the wind blows....
Queen
Words and music by freddie mercury
Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Under Pressure
Um boom ba bay
Um boom ba bay
Um Um boom ba bay bay
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba bay
Um ba ba bay
Dee day duh
Ee day duh
thats ok
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming get me out!
Tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Day day day
da da dup bup bup
Okay
Chippin' around
kick my brains round the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
Ee do bay bup
Ee do bay ba bup
Ee do bup
Bay bup
People on streets
Dee da dee da day
People on streets
Dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out!
Tomorrow takes me high high higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Turned away from it all
Like the blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn
Why why why?
(Love, love, love, love)
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love give love give love?
Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
this is our last dance
this is ourselves
This is ourselves
Under Pressure
Under Pressure
Pressure
Queen & David Bowie
Um boom ba bay
Um Um boom ba bay bay
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba bay
Um ba ba bay
Dee day duh
Ee day duh
thats ok
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming get me out!
Tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Day day day
da da dup bup bup
Okay
Chippin' around
kick my brains round the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
Ee do bay bup
Ee do bay ba bup
Ee do bup
Bay bup
People on streets
Dee da dee da day
People on streets
Dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out!
Tomorrow takes me high high higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Turned away from it all
Like the blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn
Why why why?
(Love, love, love, love)
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love give love give love?
Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
this is our last dance
this is ourselves
This is ourselves
Under Pressure
Under Pressure
Pressure
Queen & David Bowie
Saturday, April 28, 2007
After Midnight
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
we’re gonna chug-a-lug and shout
We’re gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight,
it’s gonna be peaches and cream
We’re gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
J. J. Cale
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
we’re gonna chug-a-lug and shout
We’re gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight,
it’s gonna be peaches and cream
We’re gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
After midnight,
we’re gonna let it all hang out
J. J. Cale
Friday, April 27, 2007
Black Velvet
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell
Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high
Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder
The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
Chorus:
Black velvet and that little boy's smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave
White lightening, bound to drive you wild
Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl
"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
chorus
Every word of every song that he sang was for you
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could
you do?
(Solo)
chorus repeats 2x
If you please, if you please, if you please
Alannah Myles
Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high
Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder
The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
Chorus:
Black velvet and that little boy's smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave
White lightening, bound to drive you wild
Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl
"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
chorus
Every word of every song that he sang was for you
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could
you do?
(Solo)
chorus repeats 2x
If you please, if you please, if you please
Alannah Myles
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Janie's Got A Gun
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound of my gun.
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her whole world's come undone
From lookin' straight at the sun
What did her daddy do?
What did he put you through?
They said when Janie was arrested
they found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin' Now that Janie's got a gun
she ain't never gonna be the same.
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Tell me now it's untrue.
What did her daddy do?
He jacked a little bitty baby
The man has got to be insane
They say the spell that he was under the lightning and the
thunder knew that someone had to stop the rain
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
What did her daddy do?
It's Janie's last I.O.U.
She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain
She said 'cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze.
He ain't never gonna be the same.
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Everybody is on the run
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Because Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Janie's got a gun
Aerosmith
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound of my gun.
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her whole world's come undone
From lookin' straight at the sun
What did her daddy do?
What did he put you through?
They said when Janie was arrested
they found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin' Now that Janie's got a gun
she ain't never gonna be the same.
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Tell me now it's untrue.
What did her daddy do?
He jacked a little bitty baby
The man has got to be insane
They say the spell that he was under the lightning and the
thunder knew that someone had to stop the rain
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
What did her daddy do?
It's Janie's last I.O.U.
She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain
She said 'cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze.
He ain't never gonna be the same.
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Everybody is on the run
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Because Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Janie's got a gun
Aerosmith
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
I cant get it out of my head
Midnight on the water.
I saw the oceans daughter.
Walking on a waves chicane,
Staring as she called my name.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head.
Breakdown on the shoreline,
Cant move, its an ebbtide.
Morning dont get here till night,
Searching for her silver light.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no.
Bank job in the city.
Robin hood and william tell and ivanhoe and lancelot, they dont envy me.
Sitting till the sun goes down,
In dreams the world keep going round and round.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no.
No, I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no no no.
Electric Light Orchestra
I saw the oceans daughter.
Walking on a waves chicane,
Staring as she called my name.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head.
Breakdown on the shoreline,
Cant move, its an ebbtide.
Morning dont get here till night,
Searching for her silver light.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no.
Bank job in the city.
Robin hood and william tell and ivanhoe and lancelot, they dont envy me.
Sitting till the sun goes down,
In dreams the world keep going round and round.
And I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no.
No, I cant get it out of my head,
No, I cant get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
cos I cant get it out of my head, no no no no.
Electric Light Orchestra
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Cocaine
If you want to hang out,
you’ve got to take her out,
cocaine
If you want to get down,
get down on the ground,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
If you got bad news,
you want to kick them blues,
cocaine
When your day is done
and you got to run,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
If your thing is gone
and you want to ride on,
cocaine
Don’t forget this fact,
you can’t get it back,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
J.J. Cale ( Original Songwriter/singer) ...... made famous by Eric Clapton :o)
you’ve got to take her out,
cocaine
If you want to get down,
get down on the ground,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
If you got bad news,
you want to kick them blues,
cocaine
When your day is done
and you got to run,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
If your thing is gone
and you want to ride on,
cocaine
Don’t forget this fact,
you can’t get it back,
cocaine
She don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
she don’t lie,
cocaine
J.J. Cale ( Original Songwriter/singer) ...... made famous by Eric Clapton :o)
Monday, April 23, 2007
Zombie Zoo
All down the street they're standin' in line
with white lipstick and one thing on their mind
Hey little freak with the lunch pail purse
underneath the paint you're just a little girl
Dancin' at the Zombie Zoo, dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
Painted in a corner and all you wanna do
is dance down at the Zombie Zoo
Cute little dropout, how come you pack a rod
is your mother in a clinic? has your father got no job?
Sometimes you're so impulsive,
you shaved off all your hair
you look like Boris Karloff and you don't even care
You're dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
painted in a corner and all you wanna do is dance down at the
Zombie Zoo
She disappears at sunrise, I wonder where
she goes until
the night comes fallin' down again she shows
up with her friends half-alive
You can make a big impression or
go through life unseen
you might wind up restricted and over seventeen
it's so hard to be careful, so easy to be led
Somewhere beyond the pavement
you'll find the living dead
Tom Petty
with white lipstick and one thing on their mind
Hey little freak with the lunch pail purse
underneath the paint you're just a little girl
Dancin' at the Zombie Zoo, dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
Painted in a corner and all you wanna do
is dance down at the Zombie Zoo
Cute little dropout, how come you pack a rod
is your mother in a clinic? has your father got no job?
Sometimes you're so impulsive,
you shaved off all your hair
you look like Boris Karloff and you don't even care
You're dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
dancin' at the Zombie Zoo
painted in a corner and all you wanna do is dance down at the
Zombie Zoo
She disappears at sunrise, I wonder where
she goes until
the night comes fallin' down again she shows
up with her friends half-alive
You can make a big impression or
go through life unseen
you might wind up restricted and over seventeen
it's so hard to be careful, so easy to be led
Somewhere beyond the pavement
you'll find the living dead
Tom Petty
Sunday, April 22, 2007
One Of These Nights
One of these nights
One of these crazy old nights
We're gonna find out
Pretty mama
What turns on your lights
The full moon is calling
The fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers
And moans
You got your demons
You got desires
Well, I got a few of my own
Oo, someone to be kind to in
Between the dark and the light
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these dreams
One of these lost and lonely dreams
We're gonna find one
One that really screams
I've been searching for the daughter
Of the devil himself
I've been searching for an angel in white
I've been waiting for a woman who's a little
Of both
And I can feel her but she's nowhere
In sight
Oo, loneliness will blind you
In between the wrong and the right
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these nights
In between the dark and the light
Coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
Get 'ya baby one of these nights
One of these nights
One of these nights
I can feel it
I can feel it
One of these nights
Coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you now
One of these nights..etc....
Eagles
One of these crazy old nights
We're gonna find out
Pretty mama
What turns on your lights
The full moon is calling
The fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers
And moans
You got your demons
You got desires
Well, I got a few of my own
Oo, someone to be kind to in
Between the dark and the light
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these dreams
One of these lost and lonely dreams
We're gonna find one
One that really screams
I've been searching for the daughter
Of the devil himself
I've been searching for an angel in white
I've been waiting for a woman who's a little
Of both
And I can feel her but she's nowhere
In sight
Oo, loneliness will blind you
In between the wrong and the right
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these nights
In between the dark and the light
Coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
Get 'ya baby one of these nights
One of these nights
One of these nights
I can feel it
I can feel it
One of these nights
Coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you now
One of these nights..etc....
Eagles
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Tempted
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face,
Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case
I said to my reflection let's get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings, memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all, I know I will
(CHORUS)
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
The people keep crowding, I'm wishing I was well
I said it's no occasion, it's no story I can tell
At my bedside empty pocket, a foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer, I fumble with the clock
Alarmed by the seduction, I wish that it would stop
(REPEAT CHORUS)
I bought a novel, some perfume, a fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience that hated to be untrue
I asked of my reflection tell me what is there to do
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Peter Frampton
Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case
I said to my reflection let's get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings, memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all, I know I will
(CHORUS)
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
The people keep crowding, I'm wishing I was well
I said it's no occasion, it's no story I can tell
At my bedside empty pocket, a foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer, I fumble with the clock
Alarmed by the seduction, I wish that it would stop
(REPEAT CHORUS)
I bought a novel, some perfume, a fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience that hated to be untrue
I asked of my reflection tell me what is there to do
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Peter Frampton
Friday, April 20, 2007
Tiny Dancer
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
chorus
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
[repeat chorus]
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
[repeat chorus]
[repeat chorus]
Elton John
Music: Elton John
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin
Piano and vocals: Elton John
Drums: Roger Pope
Bass: David Glover
Electric guitar: Caleb Quaye
Steel guitar: B.J. Cole
Acoustic guitar: Davey Johnstone
Backing vocals: Lesley Duncan, Sue Glover, Sunny Leslie, Barry St. John, Liza Strike, Roger Cook, Tony Burrows, Terry Steele, Dee Murray, Nigel Olsson
© 1971 Dick James Music Limited
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
chorus
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
[repeat chorus]
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
[repeat chorus]
[repeat chorus]
Elton John
Music: Elton John
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin
Piano and vocals: Elton John
Drums: Roger Pope
Bass: David Glover
Electric guitar: Caleb Quaye
Steel guitar: B.J. Cole
Acoustic guitar: Davey Johnstone
Backing vocals: Lesley Duncan, Sue Glover, Sunny Leslie, Barry St. John, Liza Strike, Roger Cook, Tony Burrows, Terry Steele, Dee Murray, Nigel Olsson
© 1971 Dick James Music Limited
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Cheaper To Keep Her
Alright, lonnie, junior, the band, the girls and i, were gonna do a song for you now, a little mac rise number.
Hey, all you married men, if youre tied up, you better stay tied up. because its cheaper to keep her.
Its cheaper to keep her
It is cheaper to keep her
When your little girl makes you mad
You get an attitude and pack your bag
Five little children that youre leaving behind
Youre gonna pay some alimony or do some time
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
See when you get to staring that judge in the face
Youre gonna wanna cuss the whole human race
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Too much to leave that little girl (cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper, its cheaper, cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper cheaper cheaper cheaper, yeah
You didnt pay for two dollars to bring the girl home
Now youre about to pay two thousand to leave alone
See another woman out there, you wanna make a change
She aint gonna watch you cause you wont have a damn thing
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
The time you get to looking at the judge in the face
Youre gonna wanna cuss the whole human race
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Cost too much to leave (its cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper, cheaper, its cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper, cheaper
Cheaper cheaper cheaper cheaper, yeah
If you decide to roam
And leave your happy home
You gotta pay the house note
The child support, your insurance
Alimony, morgage 1, morgage 2
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper, to keep her!
Blues Brothers
Hey, all you married men, if youre tied up, you better stay tied up. because its cheaper to keep her.
Its cheaper to keep her
It is cheaper to keep her
When your little girl makes you mad
You get an attitude and pack your bag
Five little children that youre leaving behind
Youre gonna pay some alimony or do some time
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
See when you get to staring that judge in the face
Youre gonna wanna cuss the whole human race
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Too much to leave that little girl (cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper, its cheaper, cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper cheaper cheaper cheaper, yeah
You didnt pay for two dollars to bring the girl home
Now youre about to pay two thousand to leave alone
See another woman out there, you wanna make a change
She aint gonna watch you cause you wont have a damn thing
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
The time you get to looking at the judge in the face
Youre gonna wanna cuss the whole human race
Its cheaper to keep her (cheaper to keep her)
Cost too much to leave (its cheaper to keep her)
Its cheaper, cheaper, its cheaper, its cheaper
Its cheaper, cheaper
Cheaper cheaper cheaper cheaper, yeah
If you decide to roam
And leave your happy home
You gotta pay the house note
The child support, your insurance
Alimony, morgage 1, morgage 2
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper to keep her
Its cheaper, to keep her!
Blues Brothers
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Money for Nothing
Now look at them yo-yo's
that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them
guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man
we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin'
get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's,
Lord Now that ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Dire Straits
that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them
guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man
we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin'
get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's,
Lord Now that ain't workin'
that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
( I want my MTV)
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Easy easy money
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Dire Straits
Labels:
British,
Dire Straits,
East London,
England,
rock
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
long way from home
It was a Monday
A day like any other day
I left a small town
For the Apple in decay
It was my destiny
It's what we needed to do
They were telling me
I'm telling you
I was inside looking outside
The millions of faces
But still I'm alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
Paying a penance
I was longing for home
I'm looking out for the two of us
I hope we'll be here when they're through with us
I was inside looking outside
Oh the millions of faces
But still I'm alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
I could feel the tension
I was longing for home
I'm looking out for the two of us
And I hope we'll be here when they're through with us
I'm coming home
Monday, sad, sad Monday
She's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Sad, sad Monday
She's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Sad, sad Monday
Oh she's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Foreigner
A day like any other day
I left a small town
For the Apple in decay
It was my destiny
It's what we needed to do
They were telling me
I'm telling you
I was inside looking outside
The millions of faces
But still I'm alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
Paying a penance
I was longing for home
I'm looking out for the two of us
I hope we'll be here when they're through with us
I was inside looking outside
Oh the millions of faces
But still I'm alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
I could feel the tension
I was longing for home
I'm looking out for the two of us
And I hope we'll be here when they're through with us
I'm coming home
Monday, sad, sad Monday
She's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Sad, sad Monday
She's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Sad, sad Monday
Oh she's waiting for me
But I'm a long, long way from home
Foreigner
Monday, April 16, 2007
Dancing In The Dark
I get up in the evening, and I aint got nothing to say
I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way
I aint nothing but tired, man Im just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You cant start a fire, you cant start a fire without a spark
This guns for hire even if were just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer, radios on and Im moving round the place
I check myself out in the mirror I wanna change my clothes my hair my face
Man I aint getting nowhere just sitting in a dump like this
Theres something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is
You cant start a fire...
You sit around getting older theres a joke here somewhere and its on me
Ill shake this world off my shoulders come baby this laughs on me
Stay on the streets of this town and theyll be carving you up alright
They say you got to stay hungry hey baby Im just about starving tonight
Im dying for some action Im sick of sitting round here trying to write
This book
I need a love reaction come on now baby give me just one look
You cant start a fire..
Bruce Springsteen
I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way
I aint nothing but tired, man Im just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You cant start a fire, you cant start a fire without a spark
This guns for hire even if were just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer, radios on and Im moving round the place
I check myself out in the mirror I wanna change my clothes my hair my face
Man I aint getting nowhere just sitting in a dump like this
Theres something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is
You cant start a fire...
You sit around getting older theres a joke here somewhere and its on me
Ill shake this world off my shoulders come baby this laughs on me
Stay on the streets of this town and theyll be carving you up alright
They say you got to stay hungry hey baby Im just about starving tonight
Im dying for some action Im sick of sitting round here trying to write
This book
I need a love reaction come on now baby give me just one look
You cant start a fire..
Bruce Springsteen
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Bang & Blame
If you could see yourself now, baby
It’s not my fault
You used to be so in control
You’re going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
You’re laying blame
Take this as no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
If you could see yourself now baby,
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
I’d turn the screw and leave the screen,
Don’t point your finger,
You know that’s not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go, now
You’ve got a little worry,
I know it all too well,
I’ve got your number,
But so does every kiss-and-tell
Who dares to cross your threshold,
Or happens on your way,
Stop laying blame
You know that’s not my thing
You know that’s not my thing,
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,
You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,
You let go on me
R. E. M (berry/buck/mills/stipe)
It’s not my fault
You used to be so in control
You’re going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
You’re laying blame
Take this as no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
If you could see yourself now baby,
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
I’d turn the screw and leave the screen,
Don’t point your finger,
You know that’s not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go, now
You’ve got a little worry,
I know it all too well,
I’ve got your number,
But so does every kiss-and-tell
Who dares to cross your threshold,
Or happens on your way,
Stop laying blame
You know that’s not my thing
You know that’s not my thing,
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
It’s not my thing so let it go
You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,
You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,
You let go on me
R. E. M (berry/buck/mills/stipe)
Labels:
American,
Athens,
band,
Bill Berry,
georgia,
Michael Stipe,
Mike Mills,
Peter Buck,
R.E.M,
REM,
rock
Saturday, April 14, 2007
The Best Of Times
Tonight's the night we'll make history, honey, you and I
And I'll take any risk to tie back the hands of time
And stay with you here tonight
I know you feel these are the worst of times
I do believe it's true
When people lock their doors and hide inside
Rumor has it it's the end of Paradise
But I know, if the world just passed us by
Baby I know, you wouldn't have to cry
The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
The headlines read 'these are the worst of times'
I do believe it's true
I feel so helpless like a boat against the tide
I wish the summer winds could bring back Paradise
But I know, if the world turned upside down
Baby, I know you'd always be around
The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
And so my friends we'll say goodnight
For time has claimed it's prize
But tonight will always last
As long as we keep alive memories of Paradise...
Styx
(Dennis DeYoung)
And I'll take any risk to tie back the hands of time
And stay with you here tonight
I know you feel these are the worst of times
I do believe it's true
When people lock their doors and hide inside
Rumor has it it's the end of Paradise
But I know, if the world just passed us by
Baby I know, you wouldn't have to cry
The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
The headlines read 'these are the worst of times'
I do believe it's true
I feel so helpless like a boat against the tide
I wish the summer winds could bring back Paradise
But I know, if the world turned upside down
Baby, I know you'd always be around
The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
And so my friends we'll say goodnight
For time has claimed it's prize
But tonight will always last
As long as we keep alive memories of Paradise...
Styx
(Dennis DeYoung)
Friday, April 13, 2007
Under my thumb
Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Ain't it the truth babe?
Under my thumb
The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways
It's down to me, yes it is
The way she does just what she's told
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, ah, say it's alright
Under my thumb
A siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb
She's the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world
It's down to me
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Ah, take it easy babe
Yeah
It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright
Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else
It's down to me, oh that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright.
Say it's all...
Say it's all...
Take it easy babe
Take it easy babe
Feels alright
Take it, take it easy babe.
The Rolling Stones
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Ain't it the truth babe?
Under my thumb
The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways
It's down to me, yes it is
The way she does just what she's told
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, ah, say it's alright
Under my thumb
A siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb
She's the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world
It's down to me
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Ah, take it easy babe
Yeah
It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright
Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else
It's down to me, oh that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright.
Say it's all...
Say it's all...
Take it easy babe
Take it easy babe
Feels alright
Take it, take it easy babe.
The Rolling Stones
Thursday, April 12, 2007
White Wedding
Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who's the only one?
Hey little sister who's your superman?
Hey little sister who's the one you want?
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day for a white wedding.
It's a nice day to start again.
Hey little sister who is it you're with?
Hey little sister what's your vice and wish?
Hey little sister shot gun (oh yeah)
Hey little sister who's your superman?
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
(Pick it up)
Take me back home
Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who's the only one?
I've been away for so long (so long)
I've been away for so long (so long)
I let you go for so long
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
There is nothin' fair in this world
There is nothin' safe in this world
And there's nothin' sure in this world
And there's nothin' pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
Come on
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day to start again
Billy Idol
Hey little sister who's the only one?
Hey little sister who's your superman?
Hey little sister who's the one you want?
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day for a white wedding.
It's a nice day to start again.
Hey little sister who is it you're with?
Hey little sister what's your vice and wish?
Hey little sister shot gun (oh yeah)
Hey little sister who's your superman?
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
(Pick it up)
Take me back home
Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who's the only one?
I've been away for so long (so long)
I've been away for so long (so long)
I let you go for so long
It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
There is nothin' fair in this world
There is nothin' safe in this world
And there's nothin' sure in this world
And there's nothin' pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
Come on
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day to start again
Billy Idol
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Mama, I'm Coming Home
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm comin home
Times go bye, seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm comin home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm comin home
I could be right, I could be wrong
It hurts so bad it's been so long
Mama, I'm comin home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before the fall, yeah
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home
I'm comin home
I'm comin home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
Lost and found an turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home
I'm comin home
I'm comin home
Ozzy Osbourne
Here I come but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm comin home
Times go bye, seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm comin home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm comin home
I could be right, I could be wrong
It hurts so bad it's been so long
Mama, I'm comin home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before the fall, yeah
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home
I'm comin home
I'm comin home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
Lost and found an turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home
I'm comin home
I'm comin home
Ozzy Osbourne
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Are You Experienced
If you can just get your,... mind together
then come on across to me
We'll hold hands an' then we'll watch the sun rise
.....from the bottom of the sea
But first
Are You Experienced?
Ah! Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
I know, I know
you'll probably scream n' cry
That your little world won't let go!
But who in your measly little world are trying to prove that
You're made out of gold and -a can't be sold
So-uh, Are You Experienced?
Ah! Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
Ah, let me prove it to you,..........
Trumpets and violins like up here in the distance
I think they're calling our names
Maybe now you can't hear them, but you will ha
if you just, take hold of my hand
oh! But Are You Experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful
Jimi Hendrix
then come on across to me
We'll hold hands an' then we'll watch the sun rise
.....from the bottom of the sea
But first
Are You Experienced?
Ah! Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
I know, I know
you'll probably scream n' cry
That your little world won't let go!
But who in your measly little world are trying to prove that
You're made out of gold and -a can't be sold
So-uh, Are You Experienced?
Ah! Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
Ah, let me prove it to you,..........
Trumpets and violins like up here in the distance
I think they're calling our names
Maybe now you can't hear them, but you will ha
if you just, take hold of my hand
oh! But Are You Experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful
Jimi Hendrix
Labels:
Blues rock,
psychedelic blues,
Psychedelic rock,
rock
Monday, April 9, 2007
The Loco-Motion
Everybody's doin' a brand new dance now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
My little baby sister can do it with ease,
It's easier than learnin' your ABCs.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
You've got to swing your hips now,
Oooo ...
Come on,
Oooo ...
Come on.
Jump up,
Oooo ...
Jump up.
Jump back,
Oooo ...
Jump back.
Oh, well, I think you've got the knack.
Oooo ...
Woah ... woah.
Now that you can do it, well, let's make a chain now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
A chuga-chuga motion like a railroad train, now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it nice and easy now, and don't lose control,
A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul,
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Woah ... woah.
Move around the floor in a loco-motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it holdin' hands if'n you get the notion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
There's never been a dance that's so easy to do,
It even makes you happy when you're feelin' blue.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Grand Funk Railroad
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
My little baby sister can do it with ease,
It's easier than learnin' your ABCs.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
You've got to swing your hips now,
Oooo ...
Come on,
Oooo ...
Come on.
Jump up,
Oooo ...
Jump up.
Jump back,
Oooo ...
Jump back.
Oh, well, I think you've got the knack.
Oooo ...
Woah ... woah.
Now that you can do it, well, let's make a chain now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
A chuga-chuga motion like a railroad train, now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it nice and easy now, and don't lose control,
A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul,
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Woah ... woah.
Move around the floor in a loco-motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it holdin' hands if'n you get the notion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
There's never been a dance that's so easy to do,
It even makes you happy when you're feelin' blue.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Grand Funk Railroad
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Creep
When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you're so fucking special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?.
I don't belong here
She's running out the door,
she's running,
she run, run, run, run, run.
Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special,
but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here,
I don't belong here.
Radiohead
couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you're so fucking special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?.
I don't belong here
She's running out the door,
she's running,
she run, run, run, run, run.
Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special,
but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here,
I don't belong here.
Radiohead
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Wasted Years
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
[Chorus:]
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
Iron Maiden
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
[Chorus:]
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
Iron Maiden
Labels:
Bruce Dickinson,
Heavy Metal,
Iron Maiden,
Metal,
Steve Harris
Friday, April 6, 2007
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
We hope you will enjoy the show,
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
It's wonderful to be here,
It's certainly a thrill.
You're such a lovely audience,
We'd like to take you home with us,
We'd love to take you home.
I don't really want to stop the show,
But I thought that you might like to know,
That the singer's going to sing a song,
And he wants you all to sing along.
So let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
The Beatles
(Lennon/McCartney)
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
We hope you will enjoy the show,
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
It's wonderful to be here,
It's certainly a thrill.
You're such a lovely audience,
We'd like to take you home with us,
We'd love to take you home.
I don't really want to stop the show,
But I thought that you might like to know,
That the singer's going to sing a song,
And he wants you all to sing along.
So let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
The Beatles
(Lennon/McCartney)
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Thirteen Days
Thirteen days on a gig in the south
Thirteen days on a gig in the South.
We've got enough dope to keep us all around
We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd
A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
There's Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge
We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and
booze
I saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans
I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
Migrant Worker is the name of this band
If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can
Yeah, we been to New Orleans, we been to New York
Some take to the magazines, some take to dope
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
Thirteen days with five to go
J.J.Cale
Thirteen days on a gig in the South.
We've got enough dope to keep us all around
We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd
A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
There's Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge
We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and
booze
I saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans
I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
Migrant Worker is the name of this band
If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can
Yeah, we been to New Orleans, we been to New York
Some take to the magazines, some take to dope
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
Thirteen days with five to go
J.J.Cale
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Pensacola
Well, I found him in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
He was squinting and stubbled
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
And the gospel on tv
He got all of the transcripts
Back to 1963
Back to 1963
He said I sold my blood for money
There wasn't any pain
But I just can't stand the feeling
It's in someone else's veins
It's in someone else's veins
Momma took me aside
And she tried to change my mind
She said, don't waste your time in looking
There's nothing, nothing left to find
Nothing, nothing left to find
So I left him down in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Joan Osborne
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
He was squinting and stubbled
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
And the gospel on tv
He got all of the transcripts
Back to 1963
Back to 1963
He said I sold my blood for money
There wasn't any pain
But I just can't stand the feeling
It's in someone else's veins
It's in someone else's veins
Momma took me aside
And she tried to change my mind
She said, don't waste your time in looking
There's nothing, nothing left to find
Nothing, nothing left to find
So I left him down in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Joan Osborne
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Taste of India
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense
That lives in her back room
And when it mixes with the funk my friend
It turns into perfume
When you are born you're afraid of the darkness
And then you're afraid of the light
But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right
To think of what I'll get tonight
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
Her yin and yang
Is just the thing
She's unpredictable my friend
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
It's like your first taste love of vindaloo
That sets your heart on fire
And if you let her stuff get into you
It will be all that you desire
When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess
You drink in the bliss of delight
But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
She a friend of mine
She a concubine
The sweetest wine
I gotta make her mine
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
Just think of what I'll get tonight
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
Aerosmith
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense
That lives in her back room
And when it mixes with the funk my friend
It turns into perfume
When you are born you're afraid of the darkness
And then you're afraid of the light
But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right
To think of what I'll get tonight
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
Her yin and yang
Is just the thing
She's unpredictable my friend
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
It's like your first taste love of vindaloo
That sets your heart on fire
And if you let her stuff get into you
It will be all that you desire
When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess
You drink in the bliss of delight
But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
She a friend of mine
She a concubine
The sweetest wine
I gotta make her mine
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done
Just think of what I'll get tonight
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face
Aerosmith
Monday, April 2, 2007
Free Bird
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
There's too many places I haven't seen
And if I stayed here with you, now
Things just wouldn't be the same
Well I'm as free as a bird now,
And a bird you can not change.
And a bird you can not change.
And a bird you can not change.
Lord knows I can't change
Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
And though this feeling I can't change.
Please don't take it badly,
The Lord knows I'm to blame.
And, if I stayed here with you now
Things just wouldn't be the same.
For I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And the bird you can not change.
And the bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't change.
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Is this love?
I should have known better
Than to let you go alone,
Its times like these
I cant make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
And I cant wait to see you again
I find I spend my time
Waiting on your call,
How can I tell you, baby
My backs against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me its alright,
cos I dont think I can take anymore
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
I cant stop the feeling
Ive been this way before
But, with you Ive found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day,
An I cant wait to see you again
So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Is this love or am I dreaming,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Whitesnake
(David Coverdale/John Sykes)
Than to let you go alone,
Its times like these
I cant make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
And I cant wait to see you again
I find I spend my time
Waiting on your call,
How can I tell you, baby
My backs against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me its alright,
cos I dont think I can take anymore
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
I cant stop the feeling
Ive been this way before
But, with you Ive found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day,
An I cant wait to see you again
So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Is this love or am I dreaming,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Whitesnake
(David Coverdale/John Sykes)
Labels:
ballad,
David Coverdale,
John Sykes,
rock,
Whitesnake
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