One Song

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I went out walking

Through streets paved with gold

Lifted some stones

Saw the skin and bones

Of a city without a soul

I went out walking

Under an atomic sky

Where the ground won't turn

And the rain it burns

Like the tears when I said goodbye

 

Yeah I went with nothing

Nothing but the thought of you

I went wandering

 

I went drifting

Through the capitals of tin

Where men can't walk

Or freely talk

And sons turn their fathers in

I stopped outside a church house

Where the citizens like to sit

They say they want the kingdom

But they don't want God in it

 

I went out riding

Down that old eight lane

I passed by a thousand signs

Looking for my own name

 

I went with nothing

But the thought you'd be there too

Looking for you

 

I went out there

In search of experience

To taste and to touch

And to feel as much

As a man can

Before he repents

 

I went out searching

Looking for one good man

A spirit who would not bend or break

Who would sit at his father's right hand

I went out walking

With a bible and a gun

The word of God lay heavy on my heart

I was sure I was the one

Now Jesus, don't you wait up

Jesus, I'll be home soon

Yeah I went out for the papers

Told her I'd be back by noon

 

Yeah I left with nothing

But the thought you'd be there too

Looking for you

 

Yeah I left with nothing

Nothing but the thought of you

I went wandering

[Gobias Industries]

Take a look at these hands.

Take a look at these hands.

The hand speaks. The hand of a government man.

Well I'm a tumbler. Born under punches.

I'm so thin.

 

All I want is to breathe I'm too thin

Won't you breathe with me?

Find a little space, so we can move in-between In-Between it

And keep on step ahead, of yourself.

 

Don't you miss it, don't you miss it.

Some 'a you people just about missed it!

Last time to make plans!

Well I'm a tumbler...

I'm a Government Man.

 

Never seen anything like that before

Falling bodies tuble 'cross the floor Well I'm a tumbler!

When you get to where you wanna be Thank you! Thank you!

When you get to where you wanna be Don't even mention it!

 

Take a look at these hands. They're passing in-between us.

Take a look at these hands

Take a look at these hands. You don't have to mention it.

No thanks. I'm a Government Man.

 

And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...

And the heat goes on...Where the hand has been...And the heat goes

on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes

on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes

on...Where the hand has been...And the heat goes on...And the heat

goes on...

I'm not a drowning man!

And I'm not a burning building! (I'm a tumbler!)

Drowning cannot hurt a man!

Fire cannot hurt a man. (Not the Government Man.)

 

All I want is to breathe Thank you. Thank you

Won't you breathe with me?

Find a little space...So we move in-between I'm so thin

And keep one step ahead of yourself. I'm catching up with myself

 

All I want it to breathe

Won't you breathe with me Hands of a Government Man

Find a little space so we move in-between

And keep one step ahead of yourself. Don't you miss it! Don't you

miss it!

 

And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...

And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...

And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes on...

Where the hands has been...And the heat goes on...And the heat goes

on...And the heat goes on...

[froggie]

a bit of Lightfoot:

 

In my fashion I have been a good man

I have loved and I have lost

Ever after I will be remembered

In my fashion, in my way

There have been times, I have seen the reaper

In the bad times, and in the good

I have bent down, I have touched the ground

Saying prayers and touching wood

 

In my fashion, I have been a father

I have loved and been loved in return

From the ashes, I have kept the homefires

Burning after all was said and done

 

Now take a look at me

Do I look like the kind of guy

The kinda fool who went to school

And had to stand on a stool,

Because he couldn't come t' terms with a slide rule

Take a look around again

Is it any different now than it was then

 

In my fashion I have been a good man

I have loved and I have lost

And ever after I will be remembered

In my fashion, in my way

[Sid Hartha]

It was one morning when I woke up, and then I found out that they'd

signed some papers, and that I was gonna be kept in a bed...

 

...owing to my state of mind.

 

And then I found out that the authorities had said, um, that I'd

have a special food fed to me for my thoughts, um, and I think it's

because, because I'm always going off my...

 

 

 

HEAD

 

 

 

 

Sunbeam from flowered skies

Twenty thousand butterflies

Glorify my bed in deep maroon

Turn from hot to very cool

Though it seems incredible

I could ride a bike around the room

 

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Is there any truth in what they say?

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Lock me in and throw the key away!

 

In this sad position where I lie

From the corner of my eye

Callous friends just pass me by

Doctor pays a visit everyday

I keep asking for my Dad

They must think I'm going mad

 

Lift the blankets off my face

Quick before I suffocate

Trying hard to meditate.

 

Tell the people, what a scene

Write a letter to the Queen

Asking her if she can come to tea

 

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Is there any truth in what they say?

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Lock me in and throw the key away!

 

Up above the sun is high

Like a tea tray in the sky

Helicopter lands upon my bed.

 

Phantom horses quickly fade

Turning into lemonade

Probably feel better when I'm dead

 

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Is there any truth in what they say?

Cherry Blossom Clinic

Lock me in and throw the key away!

[mpolak21]

Five Years

 

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing

News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in

News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying

Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying

I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies

I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s

My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare

I had to cram so many things to store everything in there

And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people

And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people

I never thought I'd need so many people

 

A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children

If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them

A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac

A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that

 

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long

Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think

you knew you were in this song

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor

And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there

Your face, your race, the way that you talk

I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk

 

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes

Five years, what a surprise

We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot

Five years, that's all we've got

We've got five years, what a surprise

Five years, stuck on my eyes

We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot

Five years, that's all we've got

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes

Five years, what a surprise

We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot

Five years, that's all we've got

We've got five years, what a surprise

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes

We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot

Five years, that's all we've got

Five years

Five years

Five years

Five years

[lizish]

 

Julie Doiron - Glad to be Alive

 

Everyday, every night

I tell myself in this beautiful light

That I'm glad to be alive

 

I walk up on King

I walk back down King

I walk up on Main

Well I sure am glad to alive

 

In the morning when we awake

Give me the biggest smile

In the morning we awake

Well I sure am glad to alive

 

So everyday, every night

I tell myself in this beautiful light

That I'm glad to be alive

 

I get on my bike

I drive it downtown

I drive it uptown

And I ride it around

Well I sure am glad to alive

 

In the night time when we crawl into bed

We lay our heads side by side

And I reach over to turn out the lights

Well I sure am glad to alive

[Guest Speed Racer]

Do you wanna mess around?

Do you wanna spend the night?

I've known both kinds of love

But I want to get it right this time

 

I don't wanna settle down

I don't want to make no plans

Exept for what I'm gonna do

With a pair of idle hands

 

They're tearing the Buick City Complex down

I think we're the only people left in town

Where are you gonna move, where are you gonna move?

Do you wanna mess around?

 

Do you wanna be my girl?

Do you wanna be my friend?

Do you wanna start it off

Just to see how it will end?

 

Do you wanna mess around?

I mean deep down in your bones

In hotel swimming pools?

On public telephones?

 

They're tearing the Buick City Complex down

I think we're the only people left in town

Where are you gonna move, Where are you gonna move?

Do you wanna mess around?

[Nobody Girl]

My love I am the speed of sound

I left them motherless, fatherless

Their souls dangling inside out from there mouths

But it's never enough

I want you

 

Carved your name across three counties

Ground it in with bloody hides

Their broken necks will line the ditch

'Til you stop it

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it

Stop this madness

I want you

 

I have waited with a glacier's patience

Smashed every transformer with every trailer

'Til nothing was standing 65 miles wide

Still you are nowhere

Still you are nowhere

Nowhere in sight

Come out to meet me

Run out to meet me

Come into the light

 

Climb the boxcars to the engine

Through the smoke and to the sky

Your rails have always outrun mine

So I picked them up and crashed them down

In a moment close to now

'Cause I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss

How you'd sigh yourself to sleep

When I'd wrack the springtime across your sheets

 

My love I am the speed of sound

I left them motherless, fatherless

There souls dangling inside out from there mouths

But it's never enough

My love I'm an owl on the sill in the evening

But morning finds you

Still warm and breathing

 

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

What will make you believe me?

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

This tornado loves you

What will make you believe me?

[lizish]

 

http://watch.bravofact.com/#clip62388

 

(pretty sure the director of a Bright Eyes vid ripped off the concept from this)

 

Royal City - Bad Luck

 

Bad luck bad luck

Came to me without warning

Bad luck came with one

Horrible flashing eye

In the corners of the darkness

Bad luck has lingered

And now comes forth

With a gluttonous mind

 

And you will never know

The places that I go to without you

You will never ever ever know

 

I've met you in the alley

All covered in maggots

And I have seen you in the chambers

Of the silent sea

Bad luck you are a terrible laughing god

Bad luck bad luck bad luck bad luck

Underneath a blackened sky

 

And you will never know

The places that I go to without you

You will never ever ever know

 

You will never know

The places that I go to without you

You will never ever ever know

[lizish]

 

Reigning Sound - Goodbye

 

You rise from your chair

Pull back the curtains

See the sun

for the first time

 

There's light in your hair

And it's warm and cool

At the same time

At the same time

 

This old town holds nothing but sorrow

And I've got a good mind to leave here tomorrow

I guess

I'm saying goodbye

 

Your midwestern ways

Seem to be calling you back home

But don't go away

Feeling frustrated

Beat down and old

You're not that old

 

This old town holds nothing but sorrow

And I've got a good mind to leave here tomorrow

I guess

I'm saying goodbye

 

This old town holds nothing but sorrow

And I've got a good mind to leave here tomorrow

I guess

I'm saying goodbye

I guess

I'm saying goodbye

[PopTodd]

Just a single line here, but it's so powerful, that I think it's worth posting:

"The only time that I say 'no' is when they ask me if I've had enough..."

-"Cinderella Backstreet" (Peter Laughner)

[Nobody Girl]

The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us

Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up

 

And you will go to Mykonos

With a vision of a gentle coast

And a sun to maybe dissipate

Shadows of the mess you made

 

How did any holes in the snow tipped pines, I find

Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night?

 

And you will go to Mykonos

With a vision of a gentle coast

And a sun to maybe dissipate

Shadows of the mess you made

 

Brother you don't need to turn me away

I was waiting down at the ancient gate

 

You go

Wherever you go today

You go today

 

I remember how they took you down

As the winter turned the meadow brown

 

You go

Wherever you go today

You go today

 

When I walking brother don't you forget

It ain't often you'll ever find a friend

 

You go

Wherever you go today

You go today

[lizish]

fuck I love this song

 

 

 

Rock Plaza Central - We are Full of Light (That Binds Us at the moment of our Most Needing)

 

 

How have you let me say those thing I do

How have you let me be so cruel

And full of hope and love and tire

Like a mule on fire

 

Have you let me do those thing untrue

And we all lie in bed

And pray that we’re all happy

And we cry in bed

And hope that we die happy

 

Cause we all love like battalions

We all love with abandon

We all love like it’s breathing

We all love after our hearts stop beating

 

We all love like battalions

Yes we love with abandon

We all look like it’s breathing

And we are full of light that blinds us at the moment of our most needing

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

BACK OF A BIBLE

 

I wrote you a love song on the back of a Bible

On the back of a Bible, A love song for you

I ain't no authority about what it says in it

Can't even begin it

But that page in the back is blank and waiting for you

 

Heard me a sad song on the way to a wedding

On the way to a wedding on my car radio

I can't remember the words to the verses

But I remember the chorus

I don't remember who was marrying who

But I'll always know this love song to you

 

I hate this motel room they all smell the same

The view of the parking lot etched in my brain

Stuck in this town and you're so far away

I ain't got no paper, just got this pen

Rip out the back page and write you a hymn

Singing it to you again and again and again

[Dude]

Step right up, step right up, step right up,

Everyone's a winner, bargains galore

That's right, you too can be the proud owner

Of the quality goes in before the name goes on

One-tenth of a dollar, one-tenth of a dollar, we got service after sales

You need perfume? we got perfume, how 'bout an engagement ring?

Something for the little lady, something for the little lady,

Something for the little lady, hmm

Three for a dollar

We got a year-end clearance, we got a white sale

And a smoke-damaged furniture, you can drive it away today

Act now, act now, and receive as our gift, our gift to you

They come in all colors, one size fits all

No muss, no fuss, no spills, you're tired of kitchen drudgery

Everything must go, going out of business, going out of business

Going out of business sale

Fifty percent off original retail price, skip the middle man

Don't settle for less

How do we do it? how do we do it? volume, volume, turn up the volume

Now you've heard it advertised, don't hesitate

Don't be caught with your drawers down,

Don't be caught with your drawers down

You can step right up, step right up

 

That's right, it filets, it chops, it dices, slices,

Never stops, lasts a lifetime, mows your lawn

And it mows your lawn and it picks up the kids from school

It gets rid of unwanted facial hair, it gets rid of embarrassing age spots,

It delivers a pizza, and it lengthens, and it strengthens

And it finds that slipper that's been at large

under the chaise lounge for several weeks

And it plays a mean Rhythm Master,

It makes excuses for unwanted lipstick on your collar

And it's only a dollar, step right up, it's only a dollar, step right up

 

'Cause it forges your signature

If not completely satisfied, mail back unused portion of product

For complete refund of price of purchase

Step right up

Please allow thirty days for delivery, don't be fooled by cheap imitations

You can live in it, live in it, laugh in it, love in it

Swim in it, sleep in it,

Live in it, swim in it, laugh in it, love in it

Removes embarrassing stains from contour sheets, that's right

And it entertains visiting relatives, it turns a sandwich into a banquet

Tired of being the life of the party?

Change your shorts, change your life, change your life

Change into a nine-year-old Hindu boy, get rid of your wife,

And it walks your dog, and it doubles on sax

Doubles on sax, you can jump back Jack, see you later alligator

See you later alligator

And it steals your car

It gets rid of your gambling debts, it quits smoking

It's a friend, and it's a companion,

And it's the only product you will ever need

Follow these easy assembly instructions it never needs ironing

Well it takes weights off hips, bust, thighs, chin, midriff,

Gives you dandruff, and it finds you a job, it is a job

And it strips the phone company free take ten for five exchange,

And it gives you denture breath

And you know it's a friend, and it's a companion

And it gets rid of your traveler's checks

It's new, it's improved, it's old-fashioned

Well it takes care of business, never needs winding,

Never needs winding, never needs winding

Gets rid of blackheads, the heartbreak of psoriasis,

Christ, you don't know the meaning of heartbreak, buddy,

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

'Cause it's effective, it's defective, it creates household odors,

It disinfects, it sanitizes for your protection

It gives you an erection, it wins the election

Why put up with painful corns any longer?

It's a redeemable coupon, no obligation, no salesman will visit your home

We got a jackpot, jackpot, jackpot, prizes, prizes, prizes, all work guaranteed

How do we do it, how do we do it, how do we do it, how do we do it

We need your business, we're going out of business

We'll give you the business

Get on the business end of our going-out-of-business sale

Receive our free brochure, free brochure

Read the easy-to-follow assembly instructions, batteries not included

Send before midnight tomorrow, terms available,

Step right up, step right up, step right up

You got it buddy: the large print giveth, and the small print taketh away

Step right up, you can step right up, you can step right up

C'mon step right up

(Get away from me kid, you bother me...)

Step right up, step right up, step right up, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Step right up, you can step right up, c'mon and step right up,

C'mon and step right up

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I still smell tobacco on my fingers

My breath reeks of pot and wine and sex

My eyes open up like they haven’t in years

So I won’t miss whatever happens next

You call me a thief

All right, I'm a thief

Grab a summons

Come and ring my bell

I’ll be making love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

 

I told you to meet me at eight o’clock

I said I’ll be drinking at the bar

I drove between Newark and Laguardia

Trying to return a rented car

We keep missing connections today

But tomorrow would be just as well

I gotta go make love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

 

I’ve been walking all around your neighborhood

My former love

You seem as far away and as sad to me

As those rain clouds above

I hope you’re happy and whatever you're doing

I hope you're doing well

And please don’t try to contact me

At the Chelsea Hotel

 

I was starting to think

The world was going to end when the calendar turns

But now you’re here

I see the future, baby

And they can let the calendar burn

 

New love is beautiful

But new love is sad

New love brings back all the old loves

That you’ve ever had

I put out a casting call

And you cast a spell

And we’re practicing for the millennium

Making love at the Chelsea Hotel

 

So who knows what tomorrow brings

But I know where I’ll be waking up

Let’s just listen to our breath tonight

And the breeze through the window that you opened up

Can you feel our hearts beating

Which one's yours

Which one's mine

Y' can't tell

Just another day of making love

At the Chelsea Hotel

Spent all day making love

At the Chelsea Hotel

[Moss]

And take a little walk when the worst is to come

When I saw you looking like I never thought

And say you're at a loss or forgot that words can do more than harm

 

The town is gonna talk, but these people do not

See things through to the very minimal

But what's it gonna cost to be gone?

If we see you like I hoped we never would

 

When eyes can't look at you any other way,

Any other way, any other way

When eyes can't look at you any other way,

Any other way, any other way

 

So take it as a song or a lesson to learn

And sometime soon be better than you were

If you say you're gonna go, then be careful

And watch how you treat every living soul

 

My eyes can't look at you any other way,

Any other way, any other way

When eyes can't look at you any other way,

Any other way, any other way

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore

Before you take a swing

I wonder

What are we fighting for

When I say out loud

I want to get out of this

I wonder

Is there anything I'm going to miss

I wonder How it's going to be

When you don't know me

How's it going to be

When you're sure I'm not there

How's it going to be

When there is no one to talk to, between you and me

'Cause I don't care

How's it going to be

How's it going to be

Where we used to laugh

There's a shouting match

Sharp as a thumbnail scratch

A silence I can't ignore

Like...

The hammocks by the doorway we spent time in

Swings empty, don't see lightning like last fall when it was always

about to hit me

I wonder how's it going to be when it goes down

Hows it going to be

When your not around

Hows it going to be

When you found out there was nothing

Between you and me

'Cause I don't care

How's it going to be.

Hows it going to be

When you don't know me any more

And how's it going to be

Want to get myself back in again

The soft dive of oblivian

Wanna taste the soul of your skin

The soft dive of oblivion

Oblivion

How's it going to be

When you don't know me any more

How's it going to be

How's it going to be

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

A really rocking song from a band that is famous as the ultimate soft rock band..

 

Freedom - keep walkin'

Keep on your toes and don't stop talkin' 'bout

Freedom - get goin'

Lots to be learned and lots to be knowin' 'bout

People - gotta reach 'em

Sit 'em right down and then you gotta teach 'em 'bout

Freedom - gotta win it

Gotta put yourself smack dab in it

 

Hey tomorrow

Now don't you go away

'Cause freedom

Just might come your way

 

Freedom - keep tryin'

People stay alive and people keep dyin' for

Freedom - so don't lose it

Ya gotta understand ya just can't abuse it

Freedom - get movin'

Never gonna stop till everybody's groovin' on

Love for - one another

Callin' some friend and callin' some brother

 

Hey tomorrow

You're not so far away

Mother freedom

we'll know you well someday

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I'm sick to death of hearing things

From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites

All I want is the truth

Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things

By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians

All I want is the truth

Just gimme some truth

 

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of hope

Money for dope

Money for rope

 

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of soap

Money for dope

Money for rope

 

I'm sick to death of seeing things

From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists

All I want is the truth

Just gimme some truth now

 

I've had enough of watching scenes

Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas

All I want is the truth now

Just gimme some truth

 

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of soap

It's money for dope

Money for rope

 

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things

From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites

All I want is the truth now

Just gimme some truth now

 

I've had enough of reading things

By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians

All I want is the truth now

Just gimme some truth now

 

All I want is the truth now

Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth

Just gimme some truth

All I want is the truth

Just gimme some truth

[dthedust]

Riding on the City of New Orleans,

Illinois Central Monday morning rail

Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,

Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.

All along the southbound odyssey

The train pulls out at Kankakee

Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.

Passin' trains that have no names,

Freight yards full of old black men

And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

 

Good morning America how are you?

Don't you know me I'm your native son,

I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,

I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

 

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.

Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.

Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle

Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.

And the sons of pullman porters

And the sons of engineers

Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.

Mothers with their babes asleep,

Are rockin' to the gentle beat

And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

 

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,

Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.

Half way home, we'll be there by morning

Through the Mississippi darkness

Rolling down to the sea.

And all the towns and people seem

To fade into a bad dream

And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.

The conductor sings his song again,

The passengers will please refrain

This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.

 

Good night, America, how are you?

Don't you know me I'm your native son,

I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,

I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

Figured I'd make my 4,000th post something I enjoy:

 

falling out the window

tripping on a wrinkle in the rug

falling out of love, dear

it hurt much worse when you gave up

 

just don't tell me which way I oughta run

or what good I could do anyone

'cause my heart it was a gun

but it's unloaded now

so don't bother

 

climbing up the ladder

breaking my shin on the very first rung

waking up the neighbors

it's all right,they understand they're just as dumb

 

and they don't tell me which way I oughta run

or what good I could do anyone

'cause my heart it was a gun

but it's unloaded now

so don't bother me now

don't bother

 

crawling back to you now

I sold my guitar to the girl next door

she asked me if I knew how

I told her I don't think so anymore

 

don't tell me which way I oughta run

what good could I do anyone

'cause my heart it was a gun

but it's unloaded now

so don't bother

 

You'd never leave on your own

Where you're from and where you're going

I know these things like I know you hate me now

 

Catch yourself in mid-air thinking

Your dreams can never be bought

I couldn't help you then and I guess I can't help you now

 

When jousting is for pleasure

Pleasure is way out of hand

The time is right for getting out while we still can

 

Chickamauga's where I've been

Solitude is where I'm bound

I don't ever wanna taste these tears again

I don't ever wanna taste these tears again

 

Appalachian, so patient

The lessons we've traveled

As soon as we're out we're kicking our way back in

 

Fighting fire with unlit matches

From our respective trenches

No authority can clean up this mess we're in

 

A miracle might point the way

To solutions we're after

And avert our chronic impending disaster

 

Chickamauga's where I've been

Solitude is where I'm bound

I don't ever wanna taste these tears again

 

House got too crowded clothes got too tight

And I don't know just where I'm going tonight

Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain

There's somebody callin' my secret name

 

I'm going down to Lucky Town

Going down to Lucky Town

I wanna lose these blues I've found

Down in Lucky Town

Down in Lucky Town

 

Had a coat of fine leather and snakeskin boots

But that coat always had a thread hangin' loose

Well I pulled it one night and to my surprise

It led me right past your house and on over the rise

 

I'm going down to Lucky Town

Down to Lucky Town

I'm gonna lose these blues I've found

Down in Lucky Town

Down in Lucky Town

 

I had some victory that was just failure in deceit

Now the joke's comin' up through the soles of my feet

I been a long time walking on fortune's cane

Tonight I'm steppin' lightly and feelin' no pain

 

Well here's to your good looks baby now here's to my health

Here's to the loaded places that we take ourselves

When it comes to luck we make our own

Tonight I got dirt on my hands but I'm building me a new home

 

Down in Lucky Town

Down in Lucky Town

I'm gonna lose these blues I've found

 

One soft infested summer me and Terry became friends

Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in

Catching rides to the outskirts tying faith between our teeth

Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat

And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

With a love so hard and filled with defeat

Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

 

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing

Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings

Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring

In the deep heart of the night we cut loose from everything

to go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets

Terry, we swore we'd live forever, takin' on them backstreets together.

 

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets dressed down in rags

Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying

At night sometimes it seemed you could hear the whole damn city crying

Blame it on the lies that killed us

Blame it on the truth that ran us down

You can blame it all on me Terry

It don't matter to me now

When the breakdown hit at midnight

There was nothing left to say but I hated him and I hated you when you went away

 

Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest

Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness

Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see

Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be

And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest

Stranded in the park and forced to confess

To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end.

Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

[Basil II]

I still smell tobacco on my fingers

My breath reeks of pot and wine and sex

My eyes open up like they haven’t in years

So I won’t miss whatever happens next

You call me a thief

All right, I'm a thief

Grab a summons

Come and ring my bell

I’ll be making love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

 

I told you to meet me at eight o’clock

I said I’ll be drinking at the bar

I drove between Newark and Laguardia

Trying to return a rented car

We keep missing connections today

But tomorrow would be just as well

I gotta go make love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

 

I’ve been walking all around your neighborhood

My former love

You seem as far away and as sad to me

As those rain clouds above

I hope you’re happy and whatever you're doing

I hope you're doing well

And please don’t try to contact me

At the Chelsea Hotel

 

I was starting to think

The world was going to end when the calendar turns

But now you’re here

I see the future, baby

And they can let the calendar burn

 

New love is beautiful

But new love is sad

New love brings back all the old loves

That you’ve ever had

I put out a casting call

And you cast a spell

And we’re practicing for the millennium

Making love at the Chelsea Hotel

 

So who knows what tomorrow brings

But I know where I’ll be waking up

Let’s just listen to our breath tonight

And the breeze through the window that you opened up

Can you feel our hearts beating

Which one's yours

Which one's mine

Y' can't tell

Just another day of making love

At the Chelsea Hotel

Spent all day making love

At the Chelsea Hotel

 

 

 

That's a great song.....bought Dan Bern's "Smartie Mine" at a goodwill store last wek fer 1.50!

 

-Robert

[PopTodd]

This one always makes me hurt deep inside; an existential, very visceral sort of pain that somehow still feeds my soul:

 

Lindsay was my first love she was in my class

I would have loved to take her out but I was too shy to ask

The fullness of my feeling was never made clear

but I send her my love with a bang on the ear

 

Nora was my girl when I first was in a group

I can still see her to this day, stirring chicken soup

Now she's living in Australia working for an auctioneer

but I send her my love with a bang on the ear

 

Deborah broke my heart and I the willing fool

I fell for her one summer on the road to Liverpool

I thought it was forever but it was over in a year (oh dear)

but I send her my love with a bang on the ear

 

The home I made with Bella became a house of pain

we weathered it together bound by a ball and chain

It started up in Fife, and ended up in tears

but I send her my love with a bang on the ear

 

Krista was a rover from Canada she hailed

we crossed swords in San Francisco we both lived to tell the tale

I dont know now where she is oh but if I had her here

I'd give her my love with a bang on the ear

 

So my woman of the hearthfire, harbour of my soul

I watch you lightly sleeping and sense the dream that does unfold (like gold)

You to me are treasure, you to me are dear

so I'll give you my love with a bang on the ear