Amazon exiles discussion

(Now I and I say greetings in the name of the Mighty King
And I and I say played by the King, love is all I bring
And I and I say Africa is I and I responsibility, Dreadlocks, yes I)
To the Promised Land, going to the Promised Land
Yes, The Promised Land, Oh Gosh now
To the Promised Land, Ye

Imagine Ghana like California with Sunset Boulevard
Johannesburg would be Miami
Somalia like New York, with the most pretty light
The nuffest, pretty car
Even New Year, the African Times Square lock-off
Imagine Lagos like Las Vegas, the ballers dem a Ball
Angola like Atlanta, a pure plane take off
Bush Gardens inna Mali, Chicago inna Chad
Magic Kingdom inna Egypt
Philadelphia like Sudan, the Congo like Colorado
Fort Knox inna Gabon
People living in Morocco like the state of Oregon
Algeria warmer than Arizona, bring your lotion
Earl morning class of Yoga on the beach of Senegal
Ethiopia the capitol of fi di Congression
A deh di the King come from
I can see us all in Limos, Jaguars and B'mos
(Nas and Damian Marley)

Everyone heading for the top
But tell me how far is it from the bottom?
Nobody knows but
Everybody fighting to reach the top
How far is it from the bottom?

Everyone is talking about crime,
Tell me who are the criminals?
I said everybody's talking about crime, crime,
Tell me who, who are the criminals?
I really don't see them!

Equal rights and justice. And there'd be no crime!
Equal rights and justice. There be no criminals!
Equal rights and justice.
Everyone is fighting for equal rights and justice.
Palestine is fighting for equal rights and justice.
Down in Angola. Equal rights and justice.
Down in Botswana. Equal rights and justice.
Down in Zimbabwe. Equal rights and justice.
Down in Rhodesia. Equal rights and justice.
Right here in Jamaica. Equal rights and justice.
(peter tosh)

What's the word?
Tell me brother, have you heard
From Johannesburg?
What's the word?
Sister/woman have you heard
From Johannesburg?

They tell me that our brothers over there
Are defyin' the Man.
We don't know for sure because the news we get
Is unreliable, man.
Well I hate it when the blood starts flowin',
But I'm glad to see resistance growin'.

Somebody tell me what's the word?
Tell me brother, have you heard
From Johannesburg?

They tell me that our brothers over there
Refuse to work in the mines.
They may not get the news but they need to know
We're on their side.
Now sometimes distance brings misunderstanding,
But deep in my heart I'm demanding:

Somebody tell me what's the word?
Sister/woman have you heard
'Bout Johannesburg?

I know that their strugglin' over there
Ain't gonna free me,
But we all need to be strugglin'
If we're gonna be free.
Don't you wanna be free?

(Gil Scott-Heron)

Inna me land, quite illegal
You inna me land, dig out me gold, yes
Inna me land, diggin' out me pearl
Inna me land, dig out me diamond
We a go fight, fight, fight
Fight 'gainst apartheid
We got to fight, fight, fight
Fight 'gainst apartheid
You inna me land an' you build up your parliament
You inna me land, you build up your regime
You inna me land, only talk 'bout justice
You inna me land, handin' down injustice
We gonna fight, fight, fight
Fight 'gainst apartheid
Brothers got to fight, fight, fight
Fight 'gainst apartheid
(peter tosh)

Kick it! ...

You wake up late for school, man, you don't wanna go
You ask your Mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!"
You missed two classes and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

You gotta fight for your right to parrrty!

Your Pops caught you smoking, man, he says, "No way!"
That hypocrite smokes two packs a day
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your Mom threw away your best porno mag ... (Busted!)

You gotta fight for your right to parrrty!
You gotta fight ...

"Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear?!"
I'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hair!"
Your Mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
Awww, Mom, you're just jealous - it's the Beastie Boys!

You gotta fight for your right to parrrty!
You gotta fight for your right to parrrty! ... Parrrty! ... Parrrty!

(The Beastie Boys)

There's a man that lives next door
In my neighbourhood
In my neighbourhood
He gets me down

He gets in so late at night
Always a fuss and fight
Always a fuss and fight
All through the night

I've got to get away from here
This is not a place for me to stay
I've got to take my family
We'll find a quiet place

Hear the pots and pans they fall
Bang against my wall
Bang against my wall
No rest at all
(dennis brown)

"Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting"


It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair

Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright

Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"

A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass

Elton John

S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!

Gonna keep on dancing
To the rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancin' to the rhythm
In our heart and soul
On Saturday night, Saturday night

I-I-I-I
Just can't wait
I-I-I-I gotta date

At the good ol' rock and roll
Folk show, I've gotta go!
Saturday night
Saturday night

Gonna rock it up
Roll it up
Do it all, have a ball
Saturday night
Saturday night
(bay city rollers)

Saturday night, I feel the air is getting hot
Like you, baby
I'll make you mine, you know, I'll take you to the top
I'll drive you crazy

Saturday night, dance, I like the way you move
Pretty baby
It's party time, and not one minute we can lose
Be my baby

(Whigfield)

Look into my face
You'll surely see no trace of violence
Stare at me for hours
I'm sure you'll feel the power of silence

Because it's Saturday round about Sunday, and I'm tired

Take away the flowers
Close the door behind you, don't look back
I'll while away the hours
Thinking of the weight you've lifted off my back

Because it's Saturday round about Sunday, and I'm tired

Was it the wine we never tasted
Or the time we surely wasted just talking?
Instead of all those endless plans
We should have been holding hands just walking

Because it's Saturday round about Sunday, and I'm tired

(The Humblebums)
(aka Billy Connolly and Gerry Rafferty)

Out of bed at eight am
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That's what I do at weekends
I can't talk and I can't walk
But I know where I'm going to go
I'm going watch my money go
At the Locarno, no

When my feet go through the door
I know what my right arm is for
Buy a drink and pull a chair
Up to the edge of the dance floor
Bouncers bouncing through the night
Trying to stop or start a fight
I sit and watch the flashing lights
Moving legs in footless tights

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
(the specials)

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making my eyes at you
What it is that surprises me, Is that I don't really want you to?
And your shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night)
Ohhh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand and lighting
The fuse might result in a bang b-b-bang-go

I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
I don't know if you're looking for romance or? ...
I don't know what you're looking for?

I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984, from 1984!

I wish you'd stop ignoring me? Because it's sending me to despair
Without a sound, yeah, you're calling me, And I don't think it's very fair!
That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Ohhh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand and lighting
The fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-go

I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
I don't know if you're looking for romance or? ...
I don't know what you're looking for?

I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984, from 1984!

Ohhh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets?
Are just banging tunes and DJ sets
And dirty dance floors, and dreams of naughtiness!

Well, I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
I don't know if you're looking for romance or? ...
I don't know what you're looking for?

I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor?
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984, from 1984!

(The Arctic Monkeys)

Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday is Tiswas day,
Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday is Tiswas
Never-again to miss cos'
Saturday is Tiswas day.

A Tiswas is a doesn't matter day,
Fill the day with fun and have a laugh-a-day,
Have you self a real mad-hatter day,
Cos' Saturday is Tiswas
Never-again to miss cos'
Saturday is Tiswas day.

(uncredited)

Today she's been working, she's been talking, she's been smoking,
but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go dancing, we'll go laughing, we'll get car sick,
and it'll be okay like everyone says, it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.

Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.

Today she's been sat there, sat there in a black chair, office furniture,
but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go drinking we'll do silly things,
and never let the winter in,
And it'll be okay like everyone says, it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.

Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.

we'll go to peepshows and freak shows,
we'll go to discos, casinos,
we'll go where people go and let go

oh whatever makes her happy on a saturday night...
(suede)

Monday morning comes to early
Work my back to the bone
All day Monday I keep thinking
Weekends coming, gonna go home
Tuesday, I hate ol' Tuesday
Ain't no girls on the streets
Tuesday it ain't good for nothing
Drinking beer and watching TV
Friday, Friday evening
Come on Friday, it's been too long
Friday, Friday evening
Come on Friday, I wanna go home
Wednesday's hump day, hump day Wednesday
Over the hump, the week's half gone
If I had my pay on Wednesday,
I'd hang out, the hump day's gone
Thursday, you know I feel better
I can see the end in sight
Think I'll write myself a letter
Help me make it through the night
Friday, Friday evening
Come on Friday, it's been too long
Friday, Friday evening
Come on Friday, I wanna go home
(JJ Cale)

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate
I don't care if Monday's black
Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday watch the walls instead
It's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate
(the cure)

I'm so tired of working every day.
Now the weekend's come I'm gonna throw my troubles away.
If you've got the cash then mister you'll do alright.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

Meet me at the station, don't be late.
I need to spend some money and it just won't wait.
Take me to the dance and hold me tight.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

There's crazy people running all over town.
There's a silver band just marching up and down.
And the big boys are all spoiling for a fight.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

Meet me at the station, don't be late.
I need to spend some money and it just won't wait.
Take me to the dance and hold me tight.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

A couple of drunken nights rolling on the floor
Is just the kind of mess I'm looking for.
I'm gonna dream till Monday comes in sight.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

Meet me at the station, don't be late.
I need to spend some money and it just won't wait.
Take me to the dance and hold me tight.
I want to see the bright lights tonight.

(Richard & Linda Thompson)

When these shoes were new it was "How do you do"
It was whisky and telling our tales
And when my shirt was clean , I was there to be seen
I had clean eyes and my smile never failed

And all of my brothers that I met on the way,
They were drinking by night and they were drinking by day
Ah restore to my eyes what was clear and was bright
And Honey take me out drinking tonight,
Honey take me out drinking tonight

Bluebells and matches and stains on the table
The sweet smell of the luscious Woodbine.
"Ah Mister McEwen you will be my ruin"
I say, but I don't really mind

And all of my brothers that I met on the way,
They were drinking by night and they were drinking b
Ah restore to my eyes what was clear and was bright
And Honey take me out drinking tonight,
Honey take me out drinking tonight

Oh I'm still smiling through, though there's stains on my shoes
The right is heavy and the left it is light
And if it's left up to you then I know what you'd do
Honey take me out drinking tonight
Honey take me out drinking tonight

And all of my brothers that I met on the way,
They were drinking by night and they were drinking by day
Ah restore to my eyes what was clear and was brigh
And Honey take me out drinking tonight,
Honey take me out drinking tonight
Honey take me out drinking tonight

(Michael Marra)

I see my old shoes dusty in the closet
And my thoughts run back to you
Not too long ago when those old shoes were new

I see those old shoes drying by a fire
Yours are there right next to mine
I still hear the rain and I still can taste the wine

And it's hard to believe but those old shoes used to fly
Away from the crowd to our own secret cloud in the sky

And though it's old news that our love has ended
How can I believe we're through?
When those old shoes keep walking me right back to you?

And it's hard to believe but those old shoes used to fly
Away from the crowd to our own secret cloud in the sky

And though it's old news that our love has ended
How can I believe we're through?
When those old shoes keep walking me right back to you?

(Frankie Laine)

Dung there in the ghetto I go
Where sufferation I once know, hey
Mummy an' daddy, all a' we so poor
We all had to sleep on the floor, hey
Storm it come and it blow dung me door
Me haffi nail up me window
Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show
Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go
Mummy jus' a bawl "Poor, poor, poor"
Me cry, she seh "Son cry no more"
(eek a mouse)

Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin fallin' down

You looked for work and money
And you walked a ragged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a ragged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile

Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe

The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares?

You prayed to the Lord above
Oh, please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh, please send you a friend
Your empty pockets tell ya
That you ain't a-got no friend

Your babies are crying louder
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain

Your grass it is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
You spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shells

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That's hangin' on the wall

Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holdin' in your hand

There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar

There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewheres in the distance
There's seven new people born

(Bob Dylan)

Them belly full, but we hungry;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.
A rain a-fall, but the dutty tough;
A yot a-yook, but d' yood no 'nough.

You're gonna dance to Jah music, dance;
We're gonna dance to Jah music, dance, oh-ooh!

Forget your troubles and dance!
Forget your sorrows and dance!
Forget your sickness and dance!
Forget your weakness and dance!

Cost of livin' gets so high,
Rich and poor they start to cry:
Now the weak must get strong;
They say, "Oh, what a tribulation!"
Them belly full, but we hungry;
A hungry mob is a angry mob.
A rain a-fall, but the dutty tough;
A pot a-yook, but d' yood* no 'nough.

We're gonna chuck to Jah music - chuckin';
We're chuckin' to Jah music - we're chuckin'
(rab marley)

There may be trouble ahead
But while there's music and moonlight, And love and romance
Let's face the music and dance

Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill, And while we still have that chance
Let's face the music and dance

Soon, we'll be without the moon
Humming a different tune and then, There may be teardrops to shed
So while there's music and moonlight, And love and romance
Let's face the music and dance

(Nat King Cole)

We just gotta go where it takes us
Let nothing, nothing come, come between us
Feel the magic in the cold night air
Let the music catch us unaware

We just gotta go where it takes us
Any day we could vanish in a cloud of dust
Inhibition, don't get in the way
'Cause tomorrow is another day

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
And now I know you better
It's the way that I want it to be

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
Looking at forever
It's the way that I want it to be

We just gotta move with the right time
All I know is I would risk it all to make you mine

Won't you tell me if you're out of reach
Just the thought of you it leaves me weak

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
And now I know you better
It's the way that I want it to be

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
Looking at forever
It's the way that I want it to be

Waking up and feeling down
Meet some friends in Chinatown
Tell me if I'm moving too fast

Donna says it's time to go
Catch a late night picture show
Let's make this moment last
Yeah

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
And now I know you better
It's the way that I want it to be

Let's dance
Cut a rug together
Looking at forever
It's the way that I want it to be

Let's dance
Let's dance
It's the way that I want it to be

Let's dance
Let's dance
It's the way that I want it to be

(Saint Etienne)

Before this dance is through
I think I'll love you too
I'm so happy when you dance with me

I don't want to kiss or hold your hand
If it's funny try and understand
There is really nothing else I'd rather do
Cos I'm happy just to dance with you

I don't need to hug or hold you tight
I just want to dance with you all night
In this world there's nothing I would rather do
Cos I'm happy just to dance with you

Just to dance with you
It's everything I need
Before this dance is through
I think I'll love you too
I'm so happy when you dance with me

If somebody tries to take my place
Let's pretend we just can't see his face
In this world there's nothing I would rather do
Cos I'm happy just to dance with you

Just to dance with you
It's everything I need
Before this dance is through
I think I'll love you too
I'm so happy when you dance with me

If somebody tries to take my place
Let's pretend we just can't see his face
In this world there's nothing I would rather do
I've discovered I'm in love with you
Cos I'm happy just to dance with you

(The Beatles)

Down to the bus
Into the town
Our poor boy can't get around
Eight fifty-five
Down at the show
She leaves early
He'll never know
'Cause our poor boy
Believes in chance
He'll never get the modern dance
Under the door there's an eye on the place
He watches for the shadows race
Watch real close
Look real fast
He's in touch
It'll never last
'Cause our poor boy
Believes in chance
He'll never get the modern dance
(pere ubu)

As I walked home on a summer's night,
When stars in heaven were shining bright
Far away from the footlights' glare
Into the sweet and scented air
Of a quaint old Cornish town
Borne from afar on the gentle breeze
Joining the murmur of summer seas
Distant tones of an old world dance
Played by a village band perchance,
On the calm air came floating down

I thought i could hear the curious tone
Of cornet, clarinet and big trombone,
Fiddle, cello, big bass drum,
Bassoon, flute and euphonium,
Far away as in a trance
I heard the sound of the floral dance.
And soon I heard all the bustling and prancing,
And then I saw the whole village was dancing,
In and out of the houses they came,
Old folk, young folk all the same,
In that quaint old Cornish town.
Every boy took a girl by the waist
And hurried her off with tremendous haste,
Whether they knew one another I care not,
Whether they cared at all I know not,
But they kissed as they danced along.

And there was the band with the curious tone
Of the cornet, clarinet and big trombone,
Fiddle, cello, big bass drum,
Bassoon, flute and euphonium
Each one making the most of his chance,
All together in the floral dance.
I felt so lonely standing there,
That I could only stand and stare,
For I had no maid with me,
Lonely I should have to be,
In that quaint old Cornish town.
When suddenly hastening down the lane
A figure I knew I saw quite plain
With out-stretched hands I rushed along,
And carried her into that merry throng,
And fiddle and all went dancing down.

We danced to the band with the curious tone
Of the cornet, clarinet and big trombone,
Fiddle, cello, big bass drum,
Bassoon, flute and euphonium,
Each one making the most of his chance,
All together in the floral dance.
Dancing her, dancing there,
Jigging, jogging, everywhere,
Up and down and around the town,
Hoorah! For the Cornish floral dance

Peter Dawson and others

Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam?
In a side street by a big canal?
Spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum?
What a dream, the Van Gogh Museum
Maybe its time to see Tangiers?
A different life-style, some different fears
And maybe I should be Edinburgh ...
In a kilt in Edinburgh?

Doin' a modern dance, Doin' a modern dance

Or maybe I should get a farm in Southern France?
Where the winds are wispy and the villagers dance?
And you and I we'd sleep beneath a moon
Moon in June and sleep till noon
And maybe you and I could fall in love?
Regain the spirit that we once had?
You'd let me hold you and touch the night
That shines so bright, so bright with fright

Doin' a modern dance, Doin' a modern dance

S**t, maybe I could go to Yucatan?
Where women are women, a man's a man
Ahhh, no one confused, ever loses face
With their place in the human race
Maybe I'm not cut out for city life?
The smell of exhaust, the smell of strife
And maybe you don't want to be a wife?
It's not a life being a wife

Doin' a modern dance, Doin' a modern dance

So maybe I should go to Tanganyika?
Where the rivers run, down mountains tall and steep?
Or go to India to study chants?
And lose romance to a mantra's dance?
I need a guru, I need some law
Explain to me the things we saw?
Why it always comes to this?
It's all downhill after the first kiss

Maybe I should move to Rotterdam?
Maybe move to Amsterdam?
I should move to Ireland, Italy, Spain?
Afghanistan where there is no rain?
Or maybe I should just learn a modern dance?
Where roles are shifting the modern dance
You never touch, you don't know who you're with?
This week, this month, this time of year
This week, this month, this time of year

Doin' a modern dance
You don't know who you're with? ... modern dance

I should move to Pakistan, go to Afghanistan
Dance, you don't know who you're with?
Dance, you don't know who you're with? ... Modern dance
And maybe you don't want to be a wife?
It's not life being a wife, Doin' a modern dance
You never touch, you don't know who you're with?
Dance, modern dance, The roles are shifting .... dance
You never touch, you don't know who you're with?

Dance, modern dance ... Dance, modern dance ...

(Lou Reed)

I danced before I had two feet.
Sang before I had a tongue.
I laughed before I had two eyes.
Loved before my heart was young.
I swam before I had two hands
and held the distance in my toes.
Before I heard the stars I knew
the wild compulsion of the rose.
I bore the fruits of many lies.
Before I came into this day.
I knew before my grave was made,
the worms eat only death away
the worms eat only death away
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet
(violent femmes)

There’s a one-legged woman
On the dance floor
An that one leg’s so pretty
She don’t need no more
She’s got a graceful demeanor
Ahhh pure ballerina
Who gives a damn
If she’s one leg short…cause

If you knew Peggy Legg
You’d be down at her knee
An beg an beg
For her to just give you
Some time a’day
But she’s just blow you a kiss, boy
And twirls a twirl
An this is all she’d say

"We all got missing parts
Right from the start
We got to live with
Bout all a body can do
Is just stumble on through
What God gives to it
All you need is a heart
An just enough of a brain
To get your half-ass in
Out of the rain"

(Terry Allen)

Aphrodite and that girl Venus
Look how they worship them
All glorified and exalted for their stagecraft
In dancehall Babylon, in dancehall Babylon
In the dancehall Babylon, down there in dancehall Babylon

I tell you
Heathens say don't praise Jah in their dens
All they want is sex and vanity
Heathens say don't flex like you and me
All they want is sex and vanity

That's why they vex with me
I don't have their morality, oh Lord
(misty in roots)

While Jesus is saving I'm spending all my days
In backgrounds and landscapes with the languages of saints
While people are spinning like toys on Christmas Day
I'm inside a still life with the other absentee
While Jesus is saving I'm spending all my days
In the garden-grey pallor of lines across your face
While people will cheer on the spectacle we've made
I'm sitting and sculpting a menagerie of saints
Oh my man, my absentee
I'd do anything to save you
Come my love, the stage is waiting
Be the one to save my saving grace
While Jesus is saving, I'm spending all my grace
On rosy-red pallor of lights on centre stage
While people have cheered on the awful mess we've made
Through storms of red roses we've exited the stage
(St Vincent)

When I went out to kill myself
I caught a pack of Hoodlums
beating up a man
running to spare his suffering
I forgot my name, my number
How my day began
How soldiers milled around the garden stone
and sang amusing songs
how all that day
their javelins measured crowds
How I alone
bargained the proper coins
and slipped away

Banished from heaven
I found this victim
beaten stripped kneed
and left to cry
dropping aside my rope
I ran
ignored the uniforms
then I remembered bread
my flesh had eaten
the kiss that ate my flesh
flayed without hope
I held that man for nothing
in my arms
(jackie leven)

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to me
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed all your suffering
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

Dire Straits

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
(nick cave)

I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old
That right is right and left is wrong
That north and south can't get along
That east is east and west is west
And bein' first is always best.

But I believe in love
I believe in babies
I believe in mom and dad
And I believe in you.

Well, I dont believe that heaven waits
For only those who congregate
I'd like to think of God as love
He's down below
He's up above
He's watchin' people everywhere
He knows who does and doesn't care
And I'm an ordinary man
Sometimes I wonder who I am.

But I believe in love
I believe in music
I believe in magic
And I believe in you.

I know with all my certainty
What's goin' on with you and me
Is a good thing
It's true
I believe in you.

I dont believe virginity
Is as common as it used be
In workin' days and sleepin' nights
That black is black and white is white
That Superman and Robinhood
Are still alive in Hollywood
That gasoline's in short supply
The risin' cost of gettin' by

But I believe in love
I believe in old folks
I believe in children
I believe in you.

I believe in love
I believe in babies
I believe in mom and dad
And I believe in you.

(Don Williams)

I used to be on an endless run;
Believed in miracles 'cause I'm one.
I've been blessed with the power to survive;
After all these years I'm still alive.
I'm out here kickin' with the band;
Oh I'm no longer a solitary man.
Every day my time runs out.
Lived like a fool, that's what I was about.
Oh I believe in miracles
Oh I believe in a better world for me and you
Oh-oh-oh, I believe in miracles
Oh I believe in a better world for me and you
(ramones)

Seen a light divine, seen water turned to wine
Seen healing hands and walking on the water
I've knelt in churches
But that was all just fruitless searches
For something to believe in
And I thought I'd seen it all
But I never saw a miracle 'til baby I found you
I prayed I'd find my heaven, then all my prayers came true
No, I never saw a miracle, I was blind and now I see
The miracle is the love you give to me
(Curtis Stigers)

I wish I was someone else
I'm confused, I'm afraid, I hate the loneliness
And there's nowhere to run to
Nothing makes any sense, but I still try my hardest

Take my hand
Please help me man
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start
And I don't know where to begin, to begin

If I was stupid or naive
Trying to achieve what they all call contentness
If people weren't such dicks and I never made mistakes
Then I could find forgiveness

Take my hand
Please help me man
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start
And I don't know where to begin, oh no

I can't be someone else
I don't feel that it's hopeless
I don't feel that I'm useless

I can't throw it all away
I need some courage to find my weakness
And with your love, I know with all my heart I can win

'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I just need something to believe in
I'm looking for something to believe in
And I just need something to believe in
(again, ramones)

Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door flung open he's standin' out on Highway 31
Like if he stood there long enough that dog'd get up and run

Struck me kinda funny seem kinda funny sir to me
At the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Now Mary Lou loved Johnny with a love mean and true
She said "Baby I'll work for you every day and bring my money home to you"
One day he up and left her and ever since that
She waits down at the end of that dirt road for young Johnny to come back

Struck me kinda funny seemed kind of funny sir to me
How at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Take a baby to the river Kyle William they called him
Wash the baby in the water take away little Kyle's sin
In a whitewash shotgun shack an old man passes away
Take his body to the graveyard and over him they pray

Lord won't you tell us tell us what does it mean
Still at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Congregation gathers down by the riverside
Preacher stands with his Bible groom stands waitin' for his bride
Congregation gone and the sun sets behind a weepin' willow tree
Groom stands alone and watches the river rush on so effortlessly

Lord and he's wonderin' where can his baby be
Still at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

(Bruce Springsteen)

Tell me how many women shall their dreams come to pass
Tell me how many movies turn out real
There are so many questions
Questions our right to ask
So you can understand exactly how I feel

Tell me how many people wish they were someone else
Someone they think the world wants them to be
Tell me how many babies will be born just to die
Leaving me with these questions
Asking why

Tell me how the trees whisper
How the birds learn to sing
And how does the rainbow stay the same
How do bees make their honey
How do they learn to sting
Can a broken heart get back to heal again

How do people get so busy they don't find time to love
What's the truth behind why people go to war
Why's there so much religion yet there's so little to love
Will I ever get to know the truth some day

Where's the youth that's gonna dare - where's the elder who really cares
Why do people believe things they know aren't true
When you look into the mirror who do you see
Why do we have to grow to be wise

(Asa)

Tell me it's not true? Say it's just a story? Something on the news
Tell me it's not true? Though it's here before me ...
Say it's just a dream? Say it's just a scene? ...
From an old movie of years ago, From an old movie of Marilyn Monroe

Say it's just some clowns? Two players in the limelight, And bring the curtain down
Say it's just two clowns? Who couldn't get their lines right ...
Say it's just a show? On the Radio? ...
That we can turn over and start again, That we can turn over; it's only a game

Tell me it's not true? Say I only dreamed it? And morning will come soon
Tell me it's not true? Say you didn't mean it? ...
Say it's just pretend? Say it's just the end? ...
Of an old movie from years ago, From an old movie with Marilyn Monroe

(Blood Brothers - the Musical)

...
One on one to talk to you,
Like film stars they get close to you.
You've mirrored his appeal:
He wants you so, he wants to be beside you.
Then you pass by, giving him the other side of you
Like the mystics do,
So that every time he moves, he moves for you.

Soul and light can always see
The meeting of true love and she,
This silent night and I,
I guess a lonely mind might see

I've seen love on the screen:
I've seen a screen goddesss and me.
How often this, how often, this the power of you?
And so, I must confess
Whatever I see
I'm meant to be there with you,
With you, with you.

Silent golden movies, talkies, Technicolour, long ago:
My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my footprints.
Stardom greats I've followed closely, closer than the nearest heartbeat,
Longer that expected-they were great.

Oh love, oh love, just to see them
Acting on the silver screen, oh my:
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan.
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much.
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes I did, to God's early dawning light?
And I was privileged to be, as I am to this day,
To be with you. To be with you.

Mr. Cairo: Listen. I have arranged this display for... for all of you people to... to come here this evening and I... I know you have been searched, but, what you... you don't realize is, is that in the back of the Maltese Falcon, I have it ... ....

(Jon & Vangelis)

Call me jenny baby when you want me
Call me jenny jenny when I cry
With me big black empty handbag
You give me little lollie when we hungry
Give me Coca-Cola when we dry
In the good times and the bad times
That's right

Spending all me jarre
Smoking all the time
In Cairo
Making all the junk for the big man
In Cairo
Spending all me jarre
Smoking all the time
In Cairo
Doing all I can for the big man
Cairo

Under heavy manners in the daytime
Under heavy hoola in the night
With me milkshake and no handshake
Sleeping in the morning like a tourist
Working for me money all the time
For the big wheel and the high heel
That's right
(joyella blade)

Keep smiling, keep shining
Knowing you can always count on me, for sure ...
That's what friends are for
For good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forever more ...
That's what friends are for

(Dionne Warwick)

"Lean On Me"


Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow.
But if we are wise,
We know that there's always tomorrow.

Lean on me when you're not strong
I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.

Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won't let show.

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you'll understand,
We all need somebody to lean on.

Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you'll understand,
We all need somebody to lean on.

If there is a load
You have to bear
That you can't carry
I'm right up the road
I'll share your load
If you just call me.

Call me if you need a friend
Call me, call me, uh-huh
Call me when you need a friend
Call me if you ever need a friend
Call me, call me

Bill Withers

Memories of years gone by
Dashed hopes & a dream that died
Spirit pulled us through
Times were hard but we fought as one
Now those days of hope are gone
You're resigned to lose

Success come to the strong
The struggle's hard & the struggle's long
Lean on me & I will pull you through

Sad signs of a sad dispair
A wildcat here & a wildcat there
Weak in isolation, short lived inspiration
It's an old tale told ten thousand times
But while we're split we waste our lives
Together we've a wold to win!

Success come to the strong
The struggle's hard & the struggle's long
Lean on me & I will pull you through
(the redskins)

If you want to go out walking
I will sweep the street
I’ll scan the horizon
for malcontents and less than heavenly witness
I'll be three men in grey suits,
looking upwards and downwards
And all aroundwards
I'll shield and protect you,
I am here to defend you
If you feel like dancing I'll be by your side
With a big band, a fountain,
an aerodrome and moonlight

All will be well, you may do as you please
No harm will befall you, while I live and breathe

If it's flowers of the rarest,
I will pluck those blooms
I'll climb where they climb
And I will reach where they stretch
And I will fill your room
I'll be four girls walking backwards
casting petals at your footsteps

As you make your way
I'll be eight majorettes
playing trumpets and scowling
Sixteen old clergymen barking and howling

If you feel like dancing I'll be by your side
With a big band, a fountain,
an aerodrome and moonlight

All will be well, you may do as you please
No harm will befall you, while I live and breathe

(Michael Marra)

Pasolini is me
'Accattone' you'll be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

Piazza Cavour, what's my life for?

Visconti is me
Magnani you'll never be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes, I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me
(morrissey)

The book I'm not reading is riveting
The book I'm not reading keeps me up at night
The book I'm not reading is better than TV
Giving me insight
The book I'm not reading is history
The book I'm not reading is by some paperback writer
The book I'm not reading is a mystery
Who done it don't matter
Oh, I need someone to tell me stories
Oh, I need someone to turn the page
Oh, the endless quest for love and glory
Oh, does not fade away with age
The book I'm not reading is ancient tome
The book I'm not reading was born yesterday
The book I'm not reading keeps me off the phone
With nothing to say
The book I'm not reading is the self help kind
The book I'm not reading has a life jacket enclosed
The book I'm not reading is a friend of mine
God knows we need those
Oh, I need someone to tell me stories
Oh, someone to turn the page
Oh, the endless quest for love and glory
Oh, does not fade away with age
The book I'm not reading's on the Internet
The book I'm not reading is a brand new movie
The book I'm not reading isn't out yet
And it's all new to me
The book I'm not reading isn't written down
The book I'm not reading is an English translation
The book I'm not reading should be read aloud
And I'm getting impatient
Oh, I need someone to tell me stories
Oh, someone to turn the page
Oh, the endless quest for love and glory
Oh, does not fade away with age
(Patty Larkin)