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See what I have found
A little ways from here
While digging in the ground
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
It's nothing, just a picture book
They had before the war
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
Daddy, come and look
Why, there's four or five little Melinda girls
Inside my picture book
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
There were lots of little girls like you
Before they had the war
Oh, Daddy, Daddy, come and see
Daddy, hurry do
Why, there's someone in a pretty dress
She's all grown up like you
Won't you tell me why?
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
That someone is your mummy
You had before the war
Daddy, Daddy, tell me if you can
Why can't things be the way they were
Before the war began
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
The answer lies in yesterday
Before they had the war
(Uriah Heep)

Protect us from the police?
Say Daddy, who will
Protect us from the police?
"Baby, God will!"
Say Daddy, who will
Protect us from the police?
Say Daddy, who will
Protect us from the police?
"Baby, God will!"
Say Daddy
There are flames high in the sky tonight
Tanks on the street
Attacking free speech
We must pay for what we believe
We must pay for what we believe
We must pay for what we believe
We must pay for what we believe
We must be killed for what we believe
Say Daddy
I'm sorry
I just cannot believe you
Say Daddy
I'm sorry
I just cannot believe you
So what should I do?
What should I do?
(morrissey)

If you can but prove to me? You are the new day
Send the sun in time for dawn, Let the birds all hail the morning
Love of life will let me say, You are the new day
When I lay me down at night, Knowing we must pay
Thoughts occur that this night might, Stay yesterday
Thoughts that we as humans small, Could slow worlds and end it all?
Lie around me where they fall, Before the new day
One more day when time is running, Out for everyone
Like a breath I knew would come, I reach for a new day
Hope is my philosophy, Just needs days in which to be
Love of life means hope for me, Born on the new day
You are the new day
(Libera)

What are these things that I can see
Each night when I come home from school
And mama calls me in for tea
Oh, every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do
To make that person black and blue
Grandpa says their happy now
They sit with God in Paradise
With angels wings, and still somehow
It makes me feel like ice
Tell me there's a heaven, tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason why I'm seeing what I do
Tell me there's a heaven where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now, Papa, tell me that it's so
So do I tell her that its true
That there's a place for me and you
Where hungry children smile and say
We wouldn't have no other way
That every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done is a game plan
To that great and joyful day
And I'm looking at the father and the son
And I'm looking at the mother and the daughter
And I'm watching them in tears of pain
Amd I'm watching them suffer
Don't tell that little girl, tell me
Tell me there's a heaven, tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason why I'm seeing what I do
Tell me there's a heaven where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now, Papa, tell me that it's so
(Chris Rea)

The taste of silver spoons
A clinical arrangement
On a dirty afternoon
Where the fecal germs of Mr Freud
Are rendered obsolete
The legal term is "null and void"
In the case of Beasley Street
In the cheap seats where murder breeds
Somebody is out of breath
Sleep is a luxury they don't need
A sneak preview of death
Belladonna is your flower
Manslaughter your meat
Spend a year in a couple of hours
On the edge of Beasley Street
Where the action isn't
That's where it is
State your position
Vacancies exist
In an X-certificate exercise
Ex-servicemen excrete
Keith Joseph smiles and a baby dies
In a box on Beasley Street
From the boarding-houses and the bedsits
Full of accidents and fleas
Somebody gets it
Where the missing persons freeze
Wearing dead men's overcoats
You can't see their feet
A riff joint shuts, opens up
Right down on Beasley Street
Cars collide, colours clash
Disaster-movie stuff
For a man with a Fu Manchu moustache
Revenge is not enough
There's a dead canary on a swivel seat
There's a rainbow in the road
Meanwhile on Beasley Street
Silence is the code
Hot beneath the collar
An inspector calls
Where the perishing stink of squalor
Impregnates the walls
The rats have all got rickets
They spit through broken teeth
The name of the game is not cricket
Caught out on Beasley Street
The hipster and his hired hat
Drive a borrowed car
Yellow socks and a pink cravat
Nothing, la-dee-dah
OAP, mother-to-be
Watch the three-piece suite
When shit-stoppered drains
And crocodile skis
Are seen on Beasley Street
The kingdom of the blind
A one-eyed man is king
Beauty problems are redefined
The doorbells do not ring
A lightbulb bursts like a blister
The only form of heat
Here a fellow sells his sister
Down the river on Beasley Street
The boys are on the wagon
The girls are on the shelf
Their common problem is
That they're not someone else
The dirt blows out
The dust blows in
You can't keep it neat
It's a fully furnished dustbin
Sixteen Beasley Street
Vince the ageing savage
Betrays no kind of life
But the smell of yesterday's cabbage
And the ghost of last year's wife
Through a constant haze
Of deodorant sprays
He says retreat
Alsations dog the dirty days
Down the middle of Beasley Street
People turn to poison
Quick as lager turns to piss
Sweethearts are physically sick
Every time they kiss
It's a sociologist's paradise
Each day repeats
On easy, cheesy, greasy, queasy
Beastly Beasley Street
Eyes dead as vicious fish
Look around for laughs
If I could have just one wish
I would be a photograph
On a permanent Monday morning
Get lost or fall asleep
When the yellow cats are yawning
Around the back of Beasley Street
(john cooper clarke's masterpiece)

Amazed at what I am
I say what I think, that the company stinks
Yes I'm a union man
When we meet in the local hall
I'll be voting with them all
With a hell of a shout, it's "Out brothers, out!"
And the rise of the factory's fall
Oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Us union men are wise
To the lies of the company spies
And I don't get fooled by the factory rules
'Cause I always read between the lines
And I always get my way
If I strike for higher pay
When I show my card to the Scotland Yard
And this is what I say:
Oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Before the union did appear
My life was half as clear
Now I've got the power to the working hour
And every other day of the year
So though I'm a working man
I can ruin the government's plan
And though I'm not hard, the sight of my card
Makes me some kind of superman
Oh, oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
You don't get me, I'm part of the union
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Strawbs

All the world in union, The world as one
Gathering together, One mind, one heart
Every creed, every colour, Once joined, never apart
Searching for the best in me, I will find what I can be
If I win, lose or draw? It’s a victory for all
It’s the world in union, The world as one
As we climb to reach our destiny, A new age has begun
We may face high mountains, Must cross rough seas?
We must take our place in history, And live with dignity
Just to be the best I can, That’s the goal for every man
If I win, lose or draw? It’s a victory for all
It’s the world in union, The world as one
As we climb to reach our destiny, A new age has begun
It’s the world, The world in union ... A new age has begun
(Dame Kiri Te Kanawa)

You and I
Living together
Loving forever
At our distance
Another for instance
United United
You become me
And I becomy you
She is she
And she is you too
United United
A corresponding game to play
A special way for us to stay
United United
Its a lie
Its the same
It's a sigh
It's a game
Its the why
Its the where and the when we're United
United
You and I You and I
United United
Four faces blending blending blending
Neverending
Our places sending
Shades of evening
You and I You and I United United
Oceans between us
Sky between us
Land between us
Fire between us
We're United United
Can't stop it
(throbbing gristle)

Finding comfort together, The way old friends do
And after fights and words of violence
We make up with each other, The way old friends do
Times of joy and times of sorrow, We will always see it through
Ohhh, I don't care what comes tomorrow?
We can face it together, The way old friends do
We can face it together, The way old friends do
(ABBA)

Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears
Time it was
And what a time it was
It was . . .
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago . . . it must be . . .
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you
(Simon and Garfunkel)

Some people remember the first time
Some can't forget the last
Some just select what they want to from the past
It's a song that you danced to in high school
It's a moon you tried to bring down
On a four-in-the-morning drive through the streets of town
Come on come on, it's getting late now
Come on come on, take my hand
Come on come on, you just have to whisper
Come on come on, I will understand
It's a photograph taken in Paris, at the end of the honeymoon
In 1948, late in the month of June
Your parents smile for the camera in sienna shades of light
Now you're older than they were then that summer night
Come on come on, it's getting late now
Come on come on, take my hand
Come on come on, you just have to whisper
Come on come on, I will understand
It's a need you never get used to, so fierce and so confused
It's a loss you never get over the first time you lose
And tonight I am thinking of someone, seventeen years ago
We rode in his daddy's car down the river road
Come on come on, it's getting late now
Come on come on, take my hand
Come on come on, you just have to whisper
Come on come on, I will understand
Come on come on, it's getting late now
Come on come on, take my hand
Come on come on, you just have to whisper
Come on come on, I will understand
Come on come on
(Mary Chapin Carpenter)

'cause he's sitting on his own again this evening.
I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again.
Oh God, it's half past eight,
You'll be late.
You say you've never been sure,
Though it makes good sense for you to be together.
Still you bought a toy that can reach the places he never goes.
Oh, now it's getting late.
He's so straight.
Do you remember the first time?
I can't remember a worse time.
But you know that we've changed so much since then,
Oh yeah,
We've grown.
Now I don't care what you're doing,
No I don't care if you screw him.
Just as long as you save a piece for me,
Oh yeah
(plup)

Now you're guilty of this secret love, as I am too
You'll get used to telling lies and feeling sorry when he cries
Now the strings are attached, he'll catch on, we've done our part
'Cause this is the way we make a broken heart
Lesson number one, we've just begun to hurt him so
And with lesson two, he'll long for you when lights are low
The we get to lesson three, where he gets down on his knees
And begs you to stop just before he comes apart
This is the way we make a broken heart
Now we've laid a trail of tears for him to follow
And we've thought of every line that he might swallow
Now with lesson four, there'll be no more for him to bear
And on some dark night, we'll dim the lights on this affair
Then he'll find somebody new and she will hurt him too
'Cause there must be millions just like you and me
Practiced in the art, this is the way we make a broken heart
Oh, this is the way we make a broken heart
This is the way we make a broken heart
(Ry Cooder)

Walkin' a broken heart, Walkin' a broken heart
Empty city, not a soul in sight, And a misty rain falls on a perfect night
To walk a broken heart, To walk a broken heart
And I know that you're thinkin', This couldn't happen to you?
But you're a fool for believing, Dreams don't fly away?
Sometimes they do
And I know that you're thinkin', This couldn't happen to you?
But you're a fool for believing, Dreams don't fly away?
Sometimes they do
So if you've been hurt and you're feelin' lost?
Just put your paperback back and turn your TV off
And walk your broken heart, Walk your broken heart
Walk your broken heart, Walk your broken heart, Go walk your broken heart
(Don Williams)

Such pride inside me has woken
I'll try my best not to cry
By and by
When the final farewells must be spoken
I'll join the Legion, that's what I'll do
And in some far distant region
Where human hearts are staunch and true
I shall start my life anew
Good-bye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind and so, I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know that
I'll be sometimes missed by the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian French Dominion
I shall do my bit and fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit
You won't see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You'll know the reason why
When told of bold Leopold's last stand
For the Fatherland
Good-bye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind and so, I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know that
I'll be sometimes missed by the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian French Dominion
I shall do my bit and fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit
You won't see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You'll know the reason why
When told of bold Leopold's last stand
For the Fatherland
Good-bye, good-bye
I wish you all a last good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye
I wish you all a last good-bye
(Josef Locke)

Like a pair of runaways
We lit a fire and sang the songs
That we learned from yesterday
Settled down and built a house
With our own sweat and hands
What happened next I'll never know
Or never understand
Finished with my working day
And headed straight for home
Looked inside the bedroom door
But you were not alone
Well, I hope you find a better way
To get through my front door
The roads you take don't let you see
I don't love you anymore
And if you see a broken heart
Somewhere along the way
Don't you dare to pick it up
It'll mend itself someday
(The Mavericks)

Here's that special silence just before you walk out of the hotel room.
Each time we're so close I assume that we'll never be again.
How long can we pretend that we're just good friends.
A casual affair was all that you could spare from your emotional change.
A calendar of meetings: strangers on the street, the best we ever arrange.
Now I just can't stand all the pain, all the constant make and mend.
How long can we pretend that we're just good friends.
I gave you my devotion, hiding nothing up my sleeve.
If I walked clean out of your life would you even notice me leave?
So much tangled-up emotion. Should I stay or should I go?
If I walked clean out of your life how long would it take you to know?
Are we such good friends?
You used to say "I love you." You used to say "You make me feel alive and young."
Now we're just a habit: a flavour once a month to titillate your tongue.
Oh how sordid this has become. As the means approach the ends,
How long must we pretend that we're still good friends?
I gave you my devotion, hiding nothing up my sleeve.
If I walked clean out of your life would you even notice me leave?
So much tangled-up emotion. Should I stay or should I go?
If I walked clean out of your life how long would it take you to know?
Are we still good friends?
(Peter Hammill)

Your memory still hanging round
Inside this honky tonk where I think of you
The flashing lights shine bright
And sparkle in the night
And my heart turns to neon blue
I see your emerald eyes
Red ruby lips on mine
Remembering all the love that we once new
Red dress hangs on the door
Black high heels on the floor
And my heart turns a neon blue
What a cold, cold sensation, from night into day
Temptation, temptation, has taken you away
I see your emerald eyes
Red ruby lips on mine
And my heart turns a neon blue
What a cold, cold sensation, from night into day
Temptation, temptation, has taken you away
And when the sun goes down
Your memory still hanging round
Leaving my heart a neon blue
Turning my heart a neon blue
(The Mavericks again!)


This is a tribute to a legendary gay bar in Melbourne where many a night out ends up:
3am...
3am
The house lights bore holes in my tired, tired head
My emerald eyes glaze in the fluorescent haze
As security tries to convince us that the bar’s closed for good
Herding us like lambs
Into the abattoir of Collingwood…but it’s only…
3am
Only 3am
What civilized venue calls last drinks by then?
This is no time for bed, in the night’s menopause
I’ve got just enough balance to get to the next club’s doors….
I’m not ready to go home
I’m not ready to go home
There’s still one place we can play
And it’s only a few blocks away
If we can convince them that we’re gay
And it’s time to go to The Peel
It’s time to surrender what’s left of sobriety
Time to go to The Peel
The night won’t be complete
Until we ride that rainbow unicorn into the rising sun
We know we can’t fool the guy on the door
He’s seen desperate, drunk hetero acting before
But he lets our group pass and step into the gloom
Of the heaving, well-groomed and drag-quilted room
There’s a smell in the air...
...vaguely familiar, but I’m not sure from where...
Best not to think about it.
Get from the bar – to the dance floor
I’ve never seen such high-waisted jeans ever before
I’m reasonably sure I just saw that guy’s bits
Flapping precisely in time to a 12” Black Box remix
I’m not ready to go home
I’m not ready to go home
We’re all bewitched by its call
Those layers of sweat on the walls
And the overabundance of balls
And it’s time to go to The Peel
To drown in the glittery pit of depravity
Time to go to The Peel
And we’re not gonna leave
Until we ride that rainbow unicorn into the rising sun
And as we break with the morning
We’re riding that rainbow unicorn into the rising sun…
(Geraldine Quinn)

It's 4am and once again
I am asked to leave this club in Tel Aviv
It's 4am and once again
I am asked to leave this club in Tel Aviv
Everything I know deserts me now
When you open your legs
Everything I know deserts me now
When you open
I see it all
I see it all as plain as day
How people only give once they recieve
Soon there will come the very final pull of earth
And until then I will sing out your word
Everything I know deserts me now
When you open your legs
Everything I know deserts me now
When you open
(morrissey)

Back here again
A decade older but my bank account’s the same
The clientele aren’t as hip as then
They know a lot ‘bout how to superannuate
I can’t remember when I felt this grey
It’s 7.30 and I want this music off
In the corner where a band would play
Are cashed up bogans ‘neath a print by Tretchikoff
Slide my sad bones off the booth
Close the door on the uncouth
And ghosts of my youth...
And it feels like getting old
My people don’t come here anymore
The club house has been sold
By my tribe
I give in
Let my iPod keep the magic beat within
Stay inside
It can get lonely
In my tribe...
(Geraldine Quinn again)

Antiques !
Every other sentiments an antique
As obsolete as warships in the baltic
I'm driving on a straight road it never alters
And the radio serenades but doesn't falter
You offer infrared instead of sun
You offer paper spoons and bubble gum
Late sky
Like an all night radio station
Without morning
Like stumbling on pearl harbour
Without warning
You offer infrared instead of sun
You offer bubble gum
You give me faron young four in the morning
You give me faron young four in the morning
Every mother's son's romantic
Every mother's son's frantic
(prefab sprout)

Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Neil young

They said that time's a healer, And I'm better without you
It's gonna take time, I know, But I'll get over you ...
Look at my life, Look at my heart, I have seen them fall apart
Now I'm ready to rise again
Look at my hopes, Look at my dreams, I'm building bridges from these scenes
Now I'm ready to rise again
Caught up in my thinking, yeah, Like a prisoner in my mind
You pose so many questions, But the truth was hard to find
I better think twice, I know, That I'll get over you ...
Look at my life, Look at my heart, I have seen them fall apart
Now I'm ready to rise again
Look at my hopes, Look at my dreams, I'm building bridges from these scenes
Now I'm ready to rise again
Much time has passed between us, Do you still think of me at all?
My world of broken promises, Now you won't catch me when I fall
Look at my life, Look at my heart, I have seen them fall apart
Now I'm ready to rise again
Look at my hopes, Look at my dreams, I'm building bridges from these scenes
Now I'm ready to rise again
Yes I'm gonna rise, gonna make it alright, I'm gonna be who I wanna be
Yeah baby, yeah, yeah
I'm gonna make it alright, I'm gonna make it alright
(Gabrielle)

I should be better off without you
You take a pride in making me blue
I'm telling you my friend
It's got to be the end
We're through
I told you time and time again
You told me he was just a friend
But I found out some way
I've seen him every day
With you
'Cause you never treat me tenderly
You got no reason for leaving me
'Cause I can't leave you alone
'Cause I knew from the start
You'd be tearing me apart
Sooner or later
'Cause you never treat me tenderly
You got no reason for leaving me
'Cause I can't leave you alone
'Cause I knew from the start
You'd be tearing me apart
Sooner or later
And now my crying days are through
No longer shed a tear for you
I'm telling you my friend
It's got to be the end
We're through
We're through
We're through
The Hollies

The way that you been treatin' me, I'm telling you goodbye
'Cause I'm through, I'm through with you
You can go home to your mother, find yourself another
Because I'm through, I'm through with you
I'm going to the depot, gonna walk right on inside
Gonna buy a long-long ticket, so you can take the one way ride
'Cause I'm through, I'm through with you
You can go home to your mother, find yourself another
Because I'm through, I'm through with you
Just tell that old conductor, if he don't have a loathe
You forgot your one way ticket to the end of the road
'Cause I'm through, I'm through with you
You can go home to your mother, find yourself another
Because I'm through, I'm through with you
When you hear the whistle of that big black lonesome train
Remember that I loved you once, but I never will again
'Cause I'm through, I'm through with you
You can go home to your mother, find yourself another
Because I'm through, I'm through with you
(sleepy labeef - excellent name!)

Well, I'm in love with you, baby, And I do declare it's a cryin' shame
When I woke up last night, And you called me by another man's name
Well, I'm sending you right back home, Let your mother take care of you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm sending you right back home to New York, Let your mother take care of you
Well, I've got lots of things to see, Too many things I've gotta do
Well, I miss you, girl, and I love you, love, And I hope you're doin' fine
Just leave me alone, darling, Stop sniffin' around my door
Or else I'm gonna leave you behind
I'm in love with you, baby, And I do declare it's a cryin' shame
Yeah, heh, heh, I'm in love with you, baby, And I do declare it's a cryin' shame
(Stray Cats)

There was a note upon my door,
Said don't make me no coffee Babe,
'cause I won't be back no more,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale,
Daniel in the lion's den,
But I know a guy that didn't try to get along,
And he won't get a chance again,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've fetched your saddle home.
Well she didn't forward no address,
Nor she didn't say goodbye,
All she said was if you get blue,
Just hang your little head and cry,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
(hank williams)

She told him you'll forget in time
I watched the years pass slowly by
She still preyed upon his mind
He kept her pictures on his wall
Went half crazy now and then
But he still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again
They found love letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single I love you
I went to see my friend today
Oh but I didn't see no tears
He was all dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
Soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
You know she came to see him one last time
Oh, we all wondered if she would
And it kept running through my mind
Well, this time he's over her for good
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
George Jones

In case you haven't heard? ... He stopped loving her today
So I'm dusting off the vinyl, It's gonna be an all-nighter
I'm warning you now, from here on out, Boys, I'll be the DJ
So, find a drink or find the road, I'm about to drop a needle on some ole No-Show
You're gonna want an ashtray and a bottle
I'm going deep and going long, Till I run that needle through every last song
He ever sung, so pour 'em strong and smoke 'em if you got 'em
Tonight, I'm playing Possum
I'll bet he stepped right up singin', Right now, he's bringin'
Every angel in that House up there to tears
So, close the doors and lock 'em up, And if you see me chokin' up?
Just dim the lights, but boys? ... Tonight, what happens here stays here
So, find a drink or find the road, I'm about to drop a needle on some ole No-Show
You're gonna want an ashtray and a bottle
I'm going deep and going long, Till I run that needle through every last song
He ever sung, so pour 'em strong and smoke 'em if you got 'em
Boys, tonight, I'm playing Possum
"Bartender's Blues" and "Why, Baby, Why?"
"Who's Gonna Fill Their Shoes?", "Still Doing Time"
I'm going deep, I'm going long, Till I run that needle through every last song
He ever sung, so pour 'em strong and smoke 'em if you got 'em
Tonight, I'm playing Possum ... Tonight, I'm playing Possum
I'm gonna need a strong one, It's gonna be a long one
In case you haven't heard? ... He stopped loving her today
(Randy Travis)

And almost overnight
Who once was a country girl
Is now a socialite
We're proud for you but when you're through
And seek some common ground
Oh we miss you
On the old side of town
We still drink cokes and tell old jokes
And we bowl at Splits and Strikes
Country music still plays
On the jukebox every night
Society is not for me
But I can still be found
Oh we miss you
On the old side of town
R-S-V-P is not for me
And black ties are not my style
I thought you'd like to know
'Cause you ain't been here for awhile
We read about your tour de force
We're glad you get around
But we miss you
On the old side of town
We still drink cokes and tell old jokes
And we bowl at Splits and Strikes
George Jones is still the hero
On the jukebox every night
Society is not for me
But I can still be found
Oh we miss you
On the old side of town
Babe, we miss you
On the old side of town
(Tom T. Hall)

'round the old jukebox in the candy store
The joint starts jumpin' till the roof comes tumblin' down!
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah
Shooby-doo-wah!)
Jukebox baby
You're the swingin'est doll in town!
(Jukebox baby!) Put a nickel in for Maybelline
(Jukebox baby!) drop another one for seventeen
(Jukebox baby!) whisper to your daddy-o
Three little love words (Ko-ko-mo!)
How ya gonna get your homework done
When you keep that jukebox on the run?
You don't dig Latin like ya dig that crazy sound
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah
Shooby-doo-wah)
Hmmm . .
Jukebox baby . .
You're the swingin'est doll in town!
(alan vega)

I'll play your favorite song just one more time
I'm right here in the corner
Anytime you're feeling blue
If you've got a new romance
Well I've got the perfect dance
If you need me, I'll be here
I'm Mister Jukebox
This old bar room is my home
And it's the only one I've known
I've been here since I was a little boy
Singing songs that people know
I watch them dancing to and fro
While the music plays new lovers find their joy
Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I'll play your favorite song just one more time
I'm right here in the corner
Anytime you're feeling blue
If you've got a new romance
Well I've got the perfect dance
If you need me, I'll be here
I'm Mister Jukebox
Every night at closing time
Johnny's down to his last dime
Still he manages to buy another round
I watch him clinging to the past
As I play "There Stands the Glass"
You can almost hear the teardrops hit the ground
Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I'll play your favorite song just one more time
I'm right here in the corner
Anytime you're feeling blue
If you've got a new romance
Well I've got the perfect dance
If you need me, I'll be here
I'm Mister Jukebox
(Joshua Hedley)

What do I see?
I'm looking straight through
It's so sad
When you're young
To be told
You're having fun
So unplug the jukebox
And do us all a favour
That music's lost its taste
So try another flavour -
'ant music' 'ant music'
'ant music' 'ant music'
(adam and the ants)

If you do, I'll break in two
'Cause once upon a time, that song was his and mine
Oh, don't play number 9, I beg of you
Please don't put that dime in the jukebox
'Cause I know my tears are gonna show
Before our love went wrong, he always sang that song
Oh don't play number 9, I miss him so
I wonder does he ever think of me
When he hears that melody
Or is it her song now that we're apart?
Oh no, if that's so, I know I'll just die
If you're gonna play a song on the jukebox
If you do, make sure it's something new
And until the day they take that song away
Oh please don't play number 9 I beg of you.
(Noeleen Batley)

In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when yours are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missing you again
Please, Mr., please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mr., please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear I'd be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I'd better get myself together
'Cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said "I'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, Mr., please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mr., please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
(Olivia Newton-John)

When I started out I thought that I would make it double quick
I had that kinda confidence that I was picked to click
But if you could stand in my shoes you wouldn't feel so smart
'Cause I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
My agent gives me spendin' cash, his pockets seem so deep
I'd live just like a millionaire if it were mine to keep
But money ain't a problem, no, it ain't the smallest part
When you're A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, big Wurlitzer star
I'm nowhere on the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, big Wurlitzer
I'm nowhere on the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
I spend the fortune on the trades
They take my every cent
I see my name in black and white
But words don't pay the rent
I know that I could clear a room if only I could start
But I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
And I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
Yes, I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere...
(BR 549)

Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody
Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please
Tanqueray and tonic's my favorite drink
I don't like anything colored pink
That just stinks, it's not for me
Blurred vision and dirty thoughts
Feel (out of place), very distraught
Feel something coming on
Kick the jukebox, slam the floor
Drink, drink, drink, drink some more
I can't think
Hey! What's in this drink
(ramones)

'Cos tonight theyll need more than a ball and chain
I don't care whose interested
I'm coming into town just the same
I've been so alone, I've been feeling blue
I think I need a little drink or two
Be my friend, tell me where that place is
Where the whisky flows and the dices roll till dawn
My baby's done me wrong, you must have guessed it
My heart's so low I think it must be told
That I don't know where east or west is
'Cos pretty soon I won't feel the cold
When I'm walking down Main Street, feeling no pain
Along comes a cop, he can take my name
And explain to me what a federal case is
I'm mixing the barley with the grape again
(Rory Gallagher)

The train's gone down the track, And I, I've stayed behind
Nothing can free me, From this ball and chain
And I made up my mind, I would leave today
But you're keeping me going, I know it's insane
'Cause I love you and lose again
When the heart calls the mind obeys, Ohhh, baby, it knows better than me
If I hold on, Just one more day? Then maybe, Oooh, you'd hear me true?
'Cause nothing can free me, From this ball and chain
I made up my mind, I would leave today
But you're keeping me going, I know it's insane
Because I love you and lose again
Nothing can free me, From this ball and chain
I made up my mind, I would leave today
But you're keeping me going, I know it's insane
'Cause I love you and lose again ... Because I love you and lose again
(Dusty Springfield)

Honey, looking out at the rain
Sitting down by my window, looking out at the rain
All around that I felt it
All I can see was the rain
Something grabbed a hold of me
Feel to me, oh, like a ball and chain
Hey, you know what I mean that's exactly what it felt like
But that's way too heavy for you, you can't hold them all
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, oh, that cannot be
Just because I got oh, your love, please
Why does every
Oh, this can't be just because I got to need you, daddy
Please don't you knock it down now, please
Here you've gone today
What I wanted to love you and I wanted to hold you, yeah, till the day I die
Yes, I did, yes, I did, yeah, hey, hey, alright
Say, whoa, whoa, whoa, honey
This can't be anything I've ever wanted from your daddy tell me now
Oh, tell me, baby
Oh, say, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, honey
This can't be, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah
I hope there's someone out there who could tell me
Tell me why just because I got to want your love
Honey, just because I got to need, need, need, need your love
I said I understand
Honey, what I'm wanna trying to say hi
Trying, try, try, try, try, try, try
Honey, everybody in the world, also same, baby
When everybody in the world what needs, seem lonely
What I wanted work for your love, daddy
What I wanted trust your love, daddy
I din't understand how come you're gone
I don't understand why half the world is still crying, man
And the other half of the world is still crying too, man
I can't get it together
I mean if you go to ? Oneday, man
I mean, so baby, you want ? Three and sixty five days, right
You ain't gonna within sixty five days, you gonna for one day, man
I tell you, that one day, man, better be your life, man
Because you know, you can stay oh man, you can cry about the other three and sixty four, man I said whoa, whoa, whoa
But you gonna lose that one day, man
That's all you got, you got to call it love, man
That's what it is, man
If you got today, you don't worry about tomorrow, man
Because you don't need it
Because the matter of the fact, as we discovered tat's rain, tomorrow never happens, man
It's all the same fucking day, man
So you gotta when you want to hold someone
You gotta hold them like it's the last minutes of your life
You gotta hold, hold, hold and I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why
Hold, baby, 'cause some come on your shoulder, baby
It's gonna feel too heavy, it's gonna weigh on you why does every thing, every thing
It's gonna feel just like a ball
Oh, daddy and a chain
(Janis Joplin)

Wasted lives and bitter vibes and the best songs left unsung
I played the music over till I thought I understood
Hell can look like heaven when your vision has been blurred
And everyone said tragedy and an awful goddam shame
And they said she'd live forever in the martyrs’ hall of fame
I was just a kid in high school when I heard that she had died
And like the man once said I can't remember if I cried
The Pearl shone with a lustre only she could fail to see
But the rebel’s bluff bravado hid a frightened woman's need
She only wanted a Mercedes Benz and a night out on the town
But oh cheap thrills took her down
27 summers and it seemed she'd just begun
The big time took her high but then she flew too near the sun
She almost had it in her hand when she slipped and fell to ground
She was looking for the home she never found
The Pearl shone with a lustre only she could fail to see
But the rebel’s bluff bravado hid a frightened woman's need
She only wanted a Mercedes Benz and a night out on the town
But oh cheap thrills took her down
They made a film about her and wrote books that told it all
The highs, the hopes, the promises that came before the fall
They took a little piece of her heart and it snapped under the strain
And the fame was just another ball and chain
The Pearl shone with a lustre only she could fail to see
But the rebel’s bluff bravado hid a frightened woman's need
She only wanted a Mercedes Benz and a night out on the town
But oh cheap thrills took her down
(Judy Small)

Janice, I know that somehow we got lost in the storm
Dark clouds are rolling across the morning sky
[……that are stiff with the cold] Stories of old….
And Janice, tomorrow I will walk across the moorland
A perfect place to rest your head in my arms
Forget the wailing alarms
Oh yes a good friend said that I would only make you cry
Oh strangers they come in disguise
Such emptiness in their eyes
And woman, in times of trouble when your spirits are low
Remember that's the only song we could share
And it was your word against mine
There was anything that could last a little longer
Than the journey to your room
Oh yes a very good friend said I would only make you cry
Strangers that come in disguise, such emptiness in their eyes
She's gone for cheap shower unit and the colour tv
Two tone lumber, faded carpet by the sea
Walking backwards through the snow, baby please don't go
Walking backwards through the snow, baby please don't go
Walking backwards through the snow, and baby please don't you go
No No
Walking
Walking backwards
Don't go
(doll by doll)

You laughed at me, You said you'd never needed me? ...
I wonder if you need me now?
So many dreams that flew away? So many words we didn't say?
Two people lost in a storm, Where did we go, where'd we go?
Lost what we both had found, You know we let each other down
But then most of all, I do love you ... Still
We played the games that people play, We made our mistakes along the way
Somehow I know, deep in my heart, You needed me
'Cause I needed you so desperately, We were too blind to see
But then most of all, I do love you ... Still
(The Commodores)

When I saw the beauty in your eyes
It heightened something in me so I'll say so
You were always near to me,
And thoughts of you will stay with me
Oh oh oh, until the day I die
You were standing next to me,
In '82 and '83,
In all that time I barely proved I love you
Well there's nothing wrong but the wrong in me
You were everything you were meant to be,
And oh oh oh oh oh oh
Now I just want to say this to you
Listen to this, listen to this,
I want to say this to you
You never know, oh oh
(Here we go)
I love you, I love you
I love you, and it's true and it's true and it's true
I love you, I love you
I love you, and it's true and it's true and it's true
Did you know that I loved you from the start
You didn't care about my words and why should you?
You didn't know that all the time I loved you so
I love you, I love you
I love you, and it's true and it's true and it's true
(Dexys Midnight Runners)

From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway
My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
You're standing next to me ...
My mind holds the key ...
I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head
I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know?
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow
My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
You're standing next to me ...
My mind holds the key ...
My body is a ...
My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven
I'm living in an age
That screams my name at night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight
I'm living in an age
That laughs when I'm dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
You're standing next to me ...
My mind holds the key ...
Set my spirit free, Set my spirit free
Set my body free, Set my body free
Set my spirit free, Set my body free
(Peter Gabriel)

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Preacherman, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
'Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. Come on!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Most people think,
Great God will come from the skies,
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high.
But if you know what life is worth,
You will look for yours on earth:
And now you see the light,
You stand up for your rights. Jah!
(boab marley)

Stand firm or you gonna feed worm
Live clean, let your works be seen my brothers
Stand firm or you gonna feed worm
One baldhead tell me, say
This here baldhead a tell me say
Put on me clothes and come with him
And mek we go to church Sunday
Soul seekers, soul seekers I say
Jacket and tie come tell me say
Clean clothes come tell me say
If me come with him
And go to church this Sunday
Soul seekers, soul seekers I say
All you got to do
Live clean, let your works be seen, my brothers
Stand firm or your gonna feed worm
Live clean, let your works be seen, my sisters
Stand firm or your gonna feed worm
(Peter Tosh)

And behold the darkness spread the whole earth
And the new days of righteousness
Righteousness was given through inspiration of I Prince Far I
And I saw bright morning stars standing in the middle of the earth
The bright light to rule by day, and the darkness to rule by night
Small masters stand to receive
Good things come in small parcels
Meekly wait and murmer not
Rasta, all ya have to teach is just humble, and don't grumble
Seen?
In the beginning, Africa dreamed a dream
And there a lonely king
The Lion King, who's judged amongst all gods
As King of Kings, and Lord of Lords
From the beginning
The Lion King will stand Jah of them all
Merciful unto them that merciful unto themself
Man stand firm on the ground shall never be eaten by worm, seen?
Jah of the whole world
And I and I land, where I and I sat down
Dread in a Babylon
(prince far i)
But only on the road that leads to you
Find a Bar and drown a million memories
What else is there left for me to do?
This time, I won't give in, and let you put me through
Another day for you to play with a heart that worships you
'Cause tonight I'm going out and burn some bridges
But only on the road that leads to you
Tonight I'm going out and burn some bridges
Across the crazy river of regret
Find someone who thinks a little of me
And maybe somehow then I can forget?
This time, I won't give in, and let you put me through
Another day for you to play with a heart that worships you
'Cause tonight I'm going out and burn some bridges
But only on the road that leads to you
(Ray Price)