Amazon exiles discussion

Just has to be! ;o> ...

Don't tell me you don't know what love is?
When you're old enough to know better
When you find strange hands in your sweater
When your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission on two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look ... Everyday ...
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday I write the book
Chapter One: We didn't really get along?
Chapter Two: I think I fell in love with you?
You said you'd stand by me in the middle of Chapter Three?
But you were up to your old tricks in Chapters Four, Five and Six!

And I'm giving you a longing look ... Everyday ...
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday I write the book
The way you walk, The way you talk and try to kiss me
And laugh in four or five paragraphs
All your compliments and your cutting remarks
Are captured here in my quotation marks

I'm giving you a longing look, Everyday ...
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday I write the book
Don't tell me you don't know the difference between a lover and a fighter?
With my pen and my electric typewriter
Even in a perfect world where everyone was equal?
I'd still own the film rights and be working on the sequel

And I'm giving you a longing look ... Everyday
Everyday, Everyday. Everyday I write the book
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday I write the book

(Elvis Costello & The Attractions)

I wonder, wonder who, who-oo-ooh, who
(Who wrote the book of love)
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oh, who wrote the Book Of Love
I've got to know the answer
Was it someone from above
(I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, who)
(Who wrote the Book Of Love)
I love you darlin'
Baby, you know I do
But I've got to see this book of love
Find out why it's true
(I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, who)
(Who wrote the Book Of Love)
(Chapter one says to love her)
(You love her with all your heart)
(Chapter two you tell her you're)
(Never, never, never, never, never gonna part)
(In chapter three remember the meaning of romance)
(In chapter four you break up)
(But you give her just one more chance)
(Oh, I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, wWho)
(Who wrote the book of love)
Baby, baby, baby
I love you, yes I do
Well it says so in this book of love
Ours is the one that's true
(Oh, I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, who)
(Who wrote the book of love)
(Chapter one says to love her)
(You love her with all your heart)
(Chapter two you tell her you're)
(Never, never, never, never, never gonna part)
(In chapter three remember the meaning of romance)
(In chapter four you break up)
(But you give her just one more chance)
(Oh, I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, Who)
(Who wrote the book of love)
Baby, baby, baby
I love you, yes I do
Well it says so in this book of love
Ours is the one that's true
(Oh, I wonder, wonder who, mmbadoo-ooh, who)
(Who wrote the book of love)
I wonder who (yeah)
Who wrote the Book Of Love

(The Four Seasons)

Isn't it strange how princesses and kings
In clown-ragged capers in, sawdust rings
Just while common people like you and me
We'll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass.. and the book of rules

Each must make his life as flowing in
Tumbling block on a stepping stone
Just while common people like you and me
We'll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass.. and the book of rules
(heptones)

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures
and instructions for dancing
but I, I love it when you read to me
and you, you can read me anything

The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
but I, I love it when you sing to me
and you, you can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring
and written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
and things we're all too young to know
but I, I love it when you give me things
and you, you ought to give me wedding rings
I, I love it when you give me things
and you, you ought to give me wedding rings

Magnetic Fields

(Ladies and gentlemen, live from the Peppermint Lounge, The
Cramps!)

Well, here comes the one that you've been dreaming of
I'm the most exalted potentate of love
I got a mojo hand and it fits like a glove
I'll be comin' 'round the mountain to get your love
I'm the most exalted potentate of love
(Yes I am)

Yes, I'm the celebrated hottentot of twat
Make a hole, look out, make way for the big shot
I'm'a thank you dear, my turtle dove
Ride the range up to your love
We'll a-have big fun on the bayou, son of a gun

Mad, you call me mad?
I who have the secret of eternal love?
YOU CALL ME MAD?

Well, I'm the most exalted potentate
The most exalted potentate
The most exalted potentate of love

Yeah, I can teach you how to read the book of life
But you can just look at the pictures if you like
I'm'a thank you dear, my turtle dove
Ride the range up to your love
We'll a-have big fun on the bayou, son of a gun

Now when I was just a little boy
Standing to my daddy's knee
Poppa said,"Don't let the man get you
Do what he done to me!"
'Cause he'll get you, 'cause he'll get you now, now
And I can remember the 4th of July
Runnin' through the backwoods bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin'
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
(Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Diamong Rings, Limosines,
Down home girl, Uptown dreams
Penthouse suites, Broadway shows
They just don't move her like zydeco
She's goin up to the city, she don't know what to do
She's got one foot in New York City and one foot in the bayou

Taxi cabs, traffic jams
Sure do miss her candied yams
She packed her bags, you shoulda seen
That big suitcase full of turnip greens
She's goin up to the city, still got mud on her shoes
She's got one foot in New York City and one foot in the bayou

If she's gone I wish her well
She might come home you just can't tell
But if she runs out of of luck, I'll drive right up and get her in my truck
She's goin up to the city, she don't know what to do
She was born and raised in Morgan City, still got mud on her shoes
She got one foot in New York, One foot in the bayou


(Tab Benoit)

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Here I am
I'm your Brooklyn baby
With a premonition
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Evil comes a-flying
Flying so, so low
Sky is turning poison
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Helicopters are coming
Helicopters are coming
To take me far away
Two-fingered Gypsy king
Has a golden, wounded knee
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Going to be a hero
I have my body in a sack with me
Bye bye Bayou
Bye bye Bayou
Bye bye Bayou
Bye bye Bayou
Bye bye Delta blues
Bye bye Delta blues
Oh, lucky baby
Oh, lucky baby
Providence is coming
Providence is coming
Ace of spades by his side
Ooh, ace of spades by his side
(alan vega)

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
And did I hear you say he was ameetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky
She's forty one and her daddy still calls her baby
All the folks around Brownsville say she's crazy
'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Looking for a mysterious dark haired man
In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman you ever laid eyes on
Then a man of low degree stood by her side
And promised he'd take her for his bride
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
And did I hear you say he was ameetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky
(Helen Reddy)

Tonight down here in the valley
I'm lonesome and O how I feel
As I sit here alone in my cabin
I can see your mansion on the hill
Do you recall when we parted
The story to me you revealed
You said you could live without loving
In your loveless mansion on the hill
I've waited all through the years love
To give you a heart true and real
Cause I know you're living in sorrow
In your loveless mansion on the hill
The light shine bright from yer window
The trees stand so silent and still
I know you're alone with your pride dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill
(hank)

Ever look out your window, babe?
Wondered what was going down in the street below?
Out where the four winds blow?

Ever stand at the crossroads, babe?
And know it didn't really matter which road you chose?
Heaven knows ...

I'm a refugee from the mansion on the hill
And if you won't leave me, I'll find somebody who will

(Warren Zevon)

Heaven help the child who never had a home
Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone
Heaven help the roses when the bombs begin to fall
Heaven help us all
Heaven help the black man if he struggles one more day
Heaven help the white man if he turns his back away
Heaven help the man who kicks the man who has to crawl
Heaven help us all
Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all
Heaven help us, Lord, hear our call when we call
Oh yeah!
(Stevie Wonder)

Everyone is trying to get to the bar
The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven
The band in Heaven, they play my favorite song
They play it once again, they play it all night long

Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens
Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens

There is a party, everyone is there
Everyone will leave at exactly the same time
It's hard to imagine that nothing at all
Could be so exciting, could be so much fun

Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens
Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens

When this kiss is over, it will start again
It will not be any different, it will be exactly the same
It's hard to imagine, that nothing at all
could be so exciting, could be this much fun

Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens
Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens
(talking heads)

Outside there's children laughing, The radio plays my favourite song
The sun is shining, Ohhh, and peace broke out in the world
And no-one says a cruel word, And peace is the sweetest sound I've ever heard

And baby's coming back to me, Yeah, baby's coming back to me
Yeah, baby's coming back to me, Yeah, baby's coming home

She was just sleeping somewhere, Now she's come back to hold my hand
And we go walking, And the years have all melted away
Yeah, I remember you like yesterday, And the Summer's here so say goodbye to rain

And baby's coming back to me, Yeah, baby's coming back to me
Yeah, baby's coming back to me, Yeah, baby's coming home

(Jarvis Cocker)

I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day a-go-go a-go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat

But when I switch on I rotate the dial
I could see it there driving him so wild
I bought my baby a red radio
He said he loved me but he had to go

(Chorus):
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
On my radio on my radio on my radio
(the selecter)

Radios of the world are tuning in tonight
Are you on the dial, are you tuned in right? One of our D.J.'s is missing
Are you listening? Are you listening to me?
Can you hear me? Can you hear me clearly? Around the dial

I've been around the dial so many times, But you're not there?
Somebody tells me that you've been taken off the air
Well, you were my favorite D.J., Since I can't remember when?
You always played the best records, You never followed any trend
F.M., A.M. where are you? You gotta be out there somewhere on the dial
On the dial

(Are you ready?) We're going 'round the dial, (Are you listening?) Around the dial
(Are you tuned in?) Around the dial, (Are you searchin'?) Around the dial
F.M., A.M. where are you? You gotta be out there somewhere on the dial
On the dial

Where did you go Mr. D.J.? Did they take you off the air?
Was it something that you said to the corporation guys upstairs?
It wasn't the pressure, You never sounded down?
It couldn't be the ratings, You had the best in town
Somehow I'm gonna find ya, track you down, Gonna keep on searchin'
Around, and around, and 'round, and 'round ...

(They're searchin') Around the dial (They're listenin') Around the dial
(Poor station) The best in town (Poor D.J.) Who never let us down
While the critics kept on knocking you, You just kept on rocking around the dial
Around the dial

I've been searchin' for you on my radio
This time your station really must have gone underground
Somebody said you had a minor nervous breakdown, Was it something that you heard?
Or something that you saw, That made you lose your mind?
Did you lose control? Did you step out of line? If you're there, give us a sign

I can't believe that you've been taken off the air?
Think I'll sell my radio now that you're not there
You never gave in to fashion, You never followed any trends
All the record bums tried to hack you up, But you were honest to the end
Gonna keep my radio on, 'Till I know just what went wrong
The answers out there somewhere on the dial, On the dial

Can you hear me? (around the dial) Are you listenin'? (around the dial)
Are you out there? (around the dial) Can you hear me? Around the dial

(The Kinks)

Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in love with Massachusetts
And the neon when it's cold outside
And the highway when it's late at night
Got the radio on
I'm like the roadrunner

Alright
I'm in love with modern moonlight
128 when it's dark outside
I'm in love with Massachusetts
I'm in love with the radio on
It helps me from being alone late at night
It helps me from being lonely late at night
I don't feel so bad now in the car
Don't feel so alone, got the radio on
Like the roadrunner
That's right
(jonathan richman and the modern lovers)

Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.

Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
Daddy hit you in a temper but he's sorry now:
(Please come home)
Just a quarrel had with mummy, just a family row.
(Please come home)

You caught mum chasing dad with a knife;
(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)
You ran away to escape from the fights;
(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)
Now you're lost in a maze of neon lights
And she's worried, he's worried, she's worried, oh...

Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
Pacing street lamps on the highway, haystack for your bed.
(Please come home)
In the morning we will find you in papers to be read.
(Please come home)

You heard screams from the warmth of your bed;
(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)
You slumbered on without being fed;
(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)
Now, there's no more tears to be shed
And she's sorry, he's sorry, she's sorry, oh...

Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home)
(Please come home, please come home, please come home)
Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home, please come home, please come home)
Oh run-a-, oh run-a-, oh runaways.
(Please come home, please come home, please come home)

XTC

Nobody knows
The trouble you feel
Nobody cares
The feelin' is real
Johnny,
We're sorry,
Won't you come on home
We worry,
Won't you come on
What is wrong in my life
I must get drunk every night
Johnny,
We're sorry
Use the phone,
Call your mom
She's missing you badly,
Missing her son
Who do you know,
Where will you stay
Big city life
Is not what they say
Johnny,
We're sorry,
Won't you come on home
We worry,
Won't you come on
What is wrong in my life
That I must get drunk every night
Johnny,
We're sorry
(fine young cannibals)

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen? Nobody knows, but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen? But glory Hallelujah

Sometimes I'm standing crying, Tears running down my face
I cry to the Lord, have mercy, Help me run this race

Ohhh Lord, you know I have trials, And so many pains and woes
I ask in faith for comfort, Lord, help me to carry my heavy load, yeah

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen? Nobody knows, but Jesus
Yeah, nobody knows, ohhh the trouble, the trouble I've seen? ...
I'm singing glory, glory Hallelu-lujah!

(Mahalia Jackson)

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along And It's Burst Our Bubble
(Yeah, Yeah!) Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick March On The Double!
We've Been Out All Night And We Havn't Been Home,
We're Walkin' Through The Back Streets ...All Alone!
The Party Was Great, Yeah We Were Really Frilled!
And When We Get In We're Gonna Get Killed!
Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along And It's Burst Our Bubble
(Yeah, Yeah!) Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick March On The Double!
(shampoo)

Shampoo?!! ... (*sits stunned - mouth drops open in disbelief*) ... ! ;oO

oh globbits, i'm in trouble now!

I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high, nearly reach the sky, Then like my dreams they fade and die
Fortune's always hiding, yeah, I've looked everywhere?
I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air

WEST HAM! ... WEST HAM! ... WEST HAM! ... WEST HAM! ...

I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high, nearly reach the sky, Then like my dreams they fade and die
Fortune's always hiding, I've looked everywhere?
I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air

(Cockney Rejects)

You look cute in your battery cable jumper.
And your railroad spiked heels.
With your rearend dipped in rubber.
Like a Goodyear without wheels.
At the Sado County Auto Show...At the Sado County Auto Show.
Can't be late ya gotta go! To the Sado County Auto Show.
By your diamond headlights I can see.
The tension almost seems.
Then you blow a bubble and offer me your jellybean.
The enamel of your mind is cracking.
Your eyes fully like poached eggs.
But I sure wish that I was jacking up the pulleys on those legs.
(the cramps) that better?

Tech wrote: "oh globbits, i'm in trouble now!"

How you choose to dress up in your spare time is entirely up to you, sweetpea! ;o>

SpongeBob :
The sun must set at the end of every day
And the curtain must fall at the end of every play
And every little bubble, ever blown, must some day ... Pop!

Patrick :
Like presents on Christmas Day, it doesnt seem to stay?
Or a cheese soufflé, it doesn't last all day?

SpongeBob :
I will try again to blow a bubble that will last all day ...

(SpongeBob Squarepants) ;o>

In a milk bar and feeling lost
Drinking sodas as cold as frost
Someone leans in my direction
Quizzing on my jukebox selection
What do you call that noise
That you put on?
This is pop
Yeah yeah
This is pop
Yeah yeah
This is pop
Yeah yeah
This is!
(xtc)

Pop, pop, pop muzik, Pop, pop, pop muzik (get up)
Get down, Pop, pop, pop muzik, Pop, pop, pop muzik

Radio, video, Boogie with a suitcase
Go living in a disco, Forget about the rat race
Let's do the milkshake, Selling like a hot cake
Try some, buy some, Fe, fi, foe, fum

Talk about, Pop muzik, Talk about, Pop muzik

(Shoobie, doobie, do wop) I wanna dedicate it
(Pop, pop, shoo wop) Everybody made it
(Shoobie, doobie, do wop) Infiltrate it (Pop, pop, shoo wop) Activate it!
New York, London, Paris, Munich, Everybody talk about pop muzik

Talk about, Pop muzik, Talk about, Pop muzik
Pop, pop, pop muzik, Pop, pop, pop muzik

(M)

See me in me heels and ting
Dem check sey we hip and ting
True them no know and ting
We have them going and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
See me pon the road I hear you call out to me
True you see mi inna pants and ting
See mi in a 'alter back
Sey mi gi' you heart attack
Gimme likkle bass, make me wine up me waist
Uptown Top Ranking
(althea and donna)

WHAT THE ... ?!! ... Ohhh stop it! - I can't take anymore! ... HA HA HA!!! ;o>

Parked inside the lay-by, Their destination can wait
Dancing in the moonlight, The truck-driver and his mate

Acting out of compulsion, After hours sitting in the van
Taking coals to Newcastle, Talking man to man

Loyal to the point of madness, Solemn as an act of fate
Dancing in the moonlight, The truck-driver and his mate

(Pet Shop Boys) ;o>

Net cap. of 58 thousand pounds
They sweat on their way down
Grey ports with customs bastards
Hang around like clowns the
Uh-containers and their drivers
Bad indigestion
Bad bowel retention
Speed for their wages
Suntan, torn short sleeves
Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey
This is not their town
Big cigars come out of the ground
Sweat on their way down
F. Jack's a distant relation
Communists are just part time workers
And there's no thanks
From the loading bay ranks
Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey
RO-RO roll on roll off
The container drivers
Speed for their wages
Uh-containers
Uh-and their drivers

(The Fall).

My old man wore three piece whistles
He was never home for long
Drove a bus for London Transport
He knew where he belonged
Number eighteeen down to Euston
Double decker move along
Double decker move along
My old man
Later on he drove a Roller
Chauffeuring for foreign men
Dropped his aitches on occasion
Said "Cor blimey!" now and then
Did the crossword in the Standard
At the airport in the rain
At the airport in the rain
My old man
Wouldn't ever let his governors
Call him 'Billy', he was proud
Personal reasons make a difference
His last boss was allowed
Perhaps he had to keep his distance
Made a racket when he rowed
Made a racket when he rowed
My old man
My old man
(ian dury) quite possibly my favourite of his

At night only crickets, no prowlers, no sirens,
No pinky-ring hustlers, no angel-dust Byrons,
No bars on the windows, no sabre-toothed neighbours:
Just good, simple folks in a rainbow of flavours.

Somewhere in America there's a street named after my dad
And the home we never had.

I'll work for Mr Fowler, making fifty cents an hour,
And I'll save what I can so I can get a piece of land.
I'll raise some cows and carrots, get ahead on my own merits,
And if I fall I'll take it like a man.

Somewhere in America there's a street named after my dad
And the home we never had.

No more bland TV dinners, no ten-car collisions,
No showbiz beginners making global decisions,
No daycare Fellinis, no fast-food assassins,
No billboard bikinis: just truth and compassion.

Somewhere in America there's a street named after my dad
And the home we never had.

Was (Not Was)

Standin' on the corner a-wearing my shades
Up walked the police and asked my name

I said, I am the Mad Mad Daddy
I am the Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Let's go baby, let's go daddy!
I am the Mad Mad Daddy

You and Jane meet Jungle Jim
Hey baby, whatcha doin' with him?
Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy
I am the Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Let's go baby, let's go daddy!
I am the Mad Mad Daddy

Six foot three with the feet on the floor
Hey baby whatcha waitin' for?
Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy
I am the Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy
Let's go baby, let's go daddy!
I am the Mad Mad Daddy
(the cramps)

Girl you think you've had loving,
Girl you think you've had fun,
Girl you ain't a seen nothin' 'til I come along.
I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy,
Yeah I'm a daddy daddy I'm daddy rolling stone.

I got a friend named Cody,
He's got a girl named Chris,
I'm gonna steal that girl though he's twice my size,
'Cause I know how to do it like this.

I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy,
Yeah I'm a daddy daddy I'm daddy rolling stone,
I'm daddy rolling stone, I'm daddy rolling stone,
Daddy rolling stone, call me daddy rolling stone.

I said I got a friend named Cody,
He's got a girl named Chris,
I'm gonna steal that girl though he's twice my size,
'Cause I know how to do it like this.

I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy, I'm a daddy, daddy,
I'm daddy rolling stone, I'm daddy rolling stone,
Just call me daddy rolling stone dear,
Long hair long nose, daddy rolling stone.

(The Who)

Say daddy, who will protect us from the police?
Say daddy, who will protect us from the police?
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Say daddy, who will protect us from the police?
Say daddy, who will protect us from the police?
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Baby, God will
Say daddy, there are flames high in the sky tonight
The 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
(morrissey)

They call it the law, we call it apartheid, internment, conscription, partition and silence
Its the law that they make to keep you and me where they think we belong
they hide behind steal and bullet proof glass machine guns and spies
and they tell who suffer the teargas and torture that we're in the wrong

Chorus
no time for love if they come in the morning
no time to show tears of for fears in the morning
no time for good by no time to ask why
and the sound of the siren is the cry of the morning

they suffer the torture the rotted in cells when crazy wrote letters and died
the limits of pain they endured but the loneliness got them instead
and the courts gave them justice as justice is given by well mannered thugs
sometimes they fought for the will to survive ,but more times they just wished they were dead

The took away young Francis Hughes and his cousin Tom McElwee as well
they came for Patsy O'Hara, Bobby Sands and some of his friends
In Boston Chicago, Saigon, San Diego, Warsaw and Belfast
and places that never make headlines the list never ends

The boys in blue are only a few of the everyday cops on the beat
The CID branch men the Blacks and the Gilmores do their jobs as well
behind them the men who tap phones take photos program computers and files
and the man who tells them when to come and take you to your cell

Come all of you people who give to your sisters and your brothers the will to survive
they say you can get used to a war but that does not mean the war isn't on
the fish need the sea to survive just like your people need you
and the death squad can only get through to them if first can get through to you

(Roy Bailey)

These chains of sorrow, they are heavy, it is true
And these locks cannot be broken,
no, not with one thousand keys
O Jailer, you drag a ball-n-chain you cannot see
You can lay your burden on me
You can lay your burden down on me
You can lay your burden down upon me
But you cannot lay down your memory

Woooo wooo wooo
Woooo wooo wooo
Here I go!
Knockin on Joe!
This square foot of sky will be mine til I die
Knocking on Joe
Woooo wooo wooo
All down the row
Knockin on Joe

O Warden I surrender to you
Your fists can't hurt me anymore
You know, these hands will never mop
your dirty Death Row floors
O Preacher, come closer, you don't scare me anymore
Just tell Nancy not to come here
Just tell her not to come here anymore
Tell Nancy not to come
And let me die in the memory of those arms
(nick cave)

Fish got to swim, birds got to fly, I got to love one man till I die
Can't help lovin' that man of mine
Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow, Tell me I'm crazy, maybe I know?
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

When he goes away ... that's a rainy day ...
And when he comes back, that day is fine, The sun will shine
He can come home as late as can be, Home without him ain't no home to me
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

(Ella Fitzgerald)

I quit thinking about killing myself
when you died
just for a day or two
i must have wanted to
just for a day or two
I must have wanted to live

I quit believing these lies I tell myself
when you died
just for a day or two
I must have wanted to
just for a day or two
I must have wanted the truth

I will always love you my friend
now that you died
but just for a day or two
I'd like to be with you
just for a day or two
I'd like to have you alive
(violent femmes)

Well, Good Morning Sunshine and Smiles to you too! - LOL!!! ;o> ...

You're leaving too soon ...
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door, You're leaving too soon

You'll never learn to fly unless you learn to fall
You'll never know the answers 'till you've heard the call
You can't turn your back until you face it all
Take my word, You're leaving too soon

You're leaving too soon ...
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door, You're leaving too soon

Babe, you shouldn't go until you know just what I mean
Now, "happy ever after", I have never seen
But still we might come closer than we've ever been
Come over here, You're leavin' too soon

You're leavin' too soon ...
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door, You're leaving too soon ... You're leaving too soon

(Barry Manilow)

Close your eyes, close the door
You don't have to worry any more
I'll be your baby tonight

Shut the light, shut the shade
You don't have to be afraid
I'll be your baby tonight

Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away
We're gonna forget it
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
But we're gonna let it
You won't regret it

Kick your shoes off, do not fear
Bring that bottle over here
I'll be your baby tonight

(Bob Dylan)

Have I ever told you
How good it feels to hold you
It isn't easy to explain

And though I'm really tryin'
I think I may start cryin'
My heart can't wait an other day

When you kiss me I just gotta
Kiss me I just gotta
Kiss me I just gotta say :

Baby, I love you
Come on baby
Baby, I love you
Baby I love, I love only you
(ramones - and some other folk!)

that cheerier, suzy? :)

Ohhh? - considerably so! - Hee, Hee, Hee!!! ;o> ...

I just gotta get through this, I just gotta get through this
I gotta get through this, I gotta get through this
I gotta make it, gonna make, gonna make it through
Said, I'm gonna get through this, I'm gonna get through this
I gotta take, gotta take my mind off you

Give me just a second and I'll be all right?
Surely one more moment couldn't break my heart?
Give me 'til tomorrow then I'll be okay?
Just another day and then I'll hold you tight

When your love is pouring like the rain, I close my eyes and it's gone again
When will I get the chance to say I love you?
I pretend that you're already mine, Then my heart ain't breaking every time
I look into your eyes

If only I could get through this? If only I could get through this?
If only I could get through this? God, God gotta help me get through this

I just gotta get through this, I just gotta get through this
I gotta get through this, I gotta get through this
I gotta make it, gonna make, gonna make it through
Said, I'm gonna get through this, I'm gonna get through this
I gotta take, gotta take my mind off you

(Daniel Bedingfield)

So he walked through the rain, and he walked through the mud
Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood
Stagger Lee
He said "Mr. M**********r, you know who I am?"
The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn."
To Stagger Lee
He said, "Well, bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad m*********r called Stagger Lee."
Mr. Stagger Lee
(nick cave) - normal service is resumed! :)

John Lee, your headache's growing, the cold wind's blowing
But the sea's without a ripple.
John Lee, your forehead's damp, your muscles cramp
And the sea can't use a cripple.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.

John Lee's been made a freeman, his heart's a seaman
But his flesh won't make a sailor.
Working in a big hotel, waiting for the bell
That's ringing for his labour.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.

John Lee, your chances are good, you better touch wood,
We think things must get better.
John Lee, you've a friend so true, she wants to help you,
Miss Keyes has sent a letter.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.

"Dear John, come and work at The Glen, just write me when
And I'll send someone to meet you."
John's gone to where he started from, he's not worked long, just beginning to belong.
"It hasn't been a very good day, the missus wants to halve my pay.
Close the door and douse the light, it's quiet at night when he's tucked in tight.
Sometimes I feel, when they're all in bed, it's almost like the whole world's dead.
So I lay me down to sleep, I pray thee Lord my soul to keep."
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.
John Lee, you're turning around your fate again.
Oh, John Lee.

(Dave Swarbrick/Fairport Convention)

Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love far better than thee
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
Which is more than one hundred feet
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you to come home
And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
(nick cave/p.j.harvey)

Well, I gotta girl named Rosie Lee
I wanna tell ya what she did for me
She took me in when I had no place to go
And that is the reason I love her so
You know why I love her, all she's done for me
I-I-I-I love her, talkin' 'bout Rosie Lee

Well she gave me food and she gave me some bread
She gave me a place to lay my weary head
And I-I-I-I-love her, I'm talkin' 'bout Rosie Lee
Well, Rosie is a girl that can't be beat
Everybody whistle when she walks down the street

She gotta shape like a tadpole, face like a bear
But when it comes to lovin', Rosie is there
You know why I love her, all she's done for me
I-I-I-I love her, talkin' 'bout Rosie Lee
Well, she's the sweetest girl that you ever seen
She come from down on New Orleans
And I-I-I-I-love her, talkin' 'bout Rosie Lee
Well
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Ro-o-o-sie Lee sweet as she can be
Well Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Rose 'n Rose 'n Rosie Lee
Ro-o-o-sie Lee, sweet as she can be

(The Mello-Tones