Amazon exiles discussion

The tears I cried for you could fill an ocean
But you don't care how many tears I cry
And though you only lead me on and hurt me
I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye

'Coz everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no exceptions to the rule
Yes, everybody's somebody's fool

I've told myself it's best that I forget you
Though I'm a fool at least I know the score
Yet darlin' I'd be twice as blue without you
It hurts but I'd come runnin' back for more

'Coz everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no exceptions to the rule
Yes, everybody's somebody's fool

Someday you'll find someone you really care for
And if her love should prove to be untrue
You'll know how much this heart of mine is breakin'
You'll cry for her the way I cry for you

Yes, everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no exceptions to the rule
Yes, everybody's somebody's fool

(Connie Francis)

Dyin' flame, you're free again, Who could love, do that to you?
All dressed in black, he won't be comin' back
Look, save your tears, Got years and years

The pains of seventeens, Unreal they're only dreams ...
Save your cryin' for the day

Fool if you think it's over? 'Cause you said goodbye
Fool if you think it's over? I'll tell you why ...

Newborn eyes always cry with pain, At the first look at the mornin' sun
Fool if you think it's over? It's begun

Miss Teenage Dream, such a tragic scene, He knocked your crown and ran away
First wound of pride, and how you cried and cried
But save your tears, got years and years

Fool if you think it's over? 'Cause you said goodbye
Fool if you think it's over? I'll tell you why ...

I'll buy your first good wine, We'll have a real good time
Save your cryin' for the day, That may not come?
But anyone who had to pay, Would laugh at you and say ...

Fool if you think it's over? 'Cause you said goodbye
Fool if you think it's over? I'll tell you why ...

Newborn eyes always cry with pain, At the first look at the mornin' sun
Fool if you think it's over? It's begun

(Chris Rea)

Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?

She thinks of him
And so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back
She's dressed in black

Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?

I think of her
But she thinks only of him
And though it's only a whim
She thinks of him

Oh how long will it take
'Til she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?

Oh how long it will take
'Til she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?

She thinks of him
And so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back
She's dressed in black

Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?

(The Beatles)

Black light blue ... Heaven's perfect hue
The ultimate possession, The game you couldn't lose
The voice in the corner, The song you hardly knew
The terrible admission, Some tragic lonely tune
Slow the spanish dancer on a stage

Black light blue ... Is tearing me in two
A mad revelation, Shakespeare isn't true
The raising of the glasses, The falling into sin
Dying in the desert, The loners lonely end
In the shifting sand oasis

Black light blue ... Cock-a-doodle-do
Calling for the innocent, The taming of the shrew
The muting of the colors, The mystical review
Trying for forever, Is what you'll never do
There you stand, alone ... Black light blue

(Shelby Lynne)

Cold empty bed, springs hard as lead
Feel like Old Ned, wish I was dead
All my life through, I’ve been so black and blue

Even the mouse ran from my house
They laugh at you, and scorn you too
What did I do to be so black and blue?

I'm white - inside - but that don't help my case
Cause I can't hide what is in my face

How would it end? Ain't got a friend
My only sin is in my skin
What did I do to be so black and blue?

(Louis Armstrong)

Don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your nationality
You have got the identity of an African
'Cause if you come from Clarendon
(You are an African)
And if you come from Portland
(You are an African)
And if you come from Westmoreland, you're an African
So don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your nationality
You've got the identity of an African
'Cause if you come Trinidad
(You are an African)
And if you come from Nassau
(You are an African)
And if you come from Cuba, you're an African
(peter tosh)

I don't care where you come from? I don't care what you do?
All I want to know is why you walk around in dem shoes?
I don't care where you come from? I don't care what you do?
All I want to know is why you walk around in dem shoes?

I don't care where you come from? I don't care what you do?
All I want to know is why you walk around in dem shoes?
I don't care where you come from? I don't care what you do?
All I want to know is why you walk around in dem shoes?

(Dispatch)

I don't care (he don't care)
I don't care (he don't care)
I don't care (he don't care)
About this world
I don't care (he don't care)
About that girl
I don't care (he don't care)
I don't care (he don't care)
I don't care (he don't care)
I don't care (he don't care)
About these words
I don't care
About that girl
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't…
(ramones)

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care at all
I don't care, I don't care at all

If the sun would shine, Would I change my mind? ...
No, I don't think that'll happen at all, Would happen at all ...

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care at all
I don't care, I don't care, I just don't care at all

Well, you asked so many questions, And you told so many lies ...
I guess I've had enough, I've come to realise ...

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care at all
I don't care, I don't care, just don't care at all

(The Damned)

You don't like crazy music
You don't like rockin' bands
You just wanna go to a movie show
And sit there holding hands
You're so square, baby, I don't care

I don't why my heart flips
I only know it does
I wonder why I love you, baby
I guess, it's just because
You're so square, baby, I don't care

You don't know any dance steps that I do
I only know I love you like I do, I do, I do, I do

I don't why my heart flips
I only know it does
I wonder why I love you, baby
I guess, it's just because
You're so square, baby, I don't care

(Buddy Holly)

Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side
I stay home by my radio
But I'm satisfied
All my flirtin' days are gone
On the level from now on

Don't go for any excitement now
Books are my best company
All my opinions have changed somehow
Old-fashioned as can be
When you really learn to care
There's a thrill in solitaire

Keepin' out of mischief now
Really am in love and how
I'm through playing with fire
It's you whom I desire

All the world can plainly see
You're the only one for me
I've told them in advance
They can't break up our romance
Living up to every vow
I'm keepin' out of mischief now

(Fats Waller)

Has to be:

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day's through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line

You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

(Johnny Cash)

I've always loved the ladies, Ladies love the games
Seems the things they want the most is, They always want to change?
The only thing that changes is my mind
I never could toe the mark ... And I never could walk the line

Some things don't come easy, Others should be free
I'd gladly give my heart to you, But the rest belongs to me
I don't mean to be a waste of time?
I never could toe the mark ... And I never could walk the line, no

Well, I like Southern Comfort, It does a thing on me
Takes me home to a gentle touch, And wants what's left to me
She's got her own space and I got mine
She don't toe the mark ... And I don't walk the line

She's got her own space and I got mine
She don't toe the mark ... And I don't walk the line, yeah

(Waylon Jennings)

I'm back on board that '49 Ford in 1956
Long before the sun came up way out in the sticks
The headlights showed a two rut road way back up in the pines
First time I heard Johnny Cash sing I Walk The Line

I got my thrill behind the wheel upon my daddy's lap
Grandpa rode co-pilot with a flashlight and a map
Cane pole out the window it was in the summertime
First time I heard Johnny Cash sing I Walk The Line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I Walk The Line

I never will forget that day I know the time and place
It sounded like the whole thing came right down from outer space
I still can see those headlights and that dashboard in my mind
First time I heard Johnny Cash sing I Walk The Line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day's through
Yes I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I Walk The Line

All these long years later it's still music to my ear
I swear it sounds as good right now as anything I hear
I've seen the Mona Lisa I've heard Shakespeare read real fine
It's just like hearing Johnny Cash sing I Walk The Line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I Walk The Line
Because you're mine, I Walk The Line

(Rodney Crowell)

[Merle Haggard:]
Now Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two
Seemed to know just what to do
Invented the sound that hooked you and me
Added one to make the Tennessee Three
The Man In Black was long and lean
Hit the Billboard charts with a Teenage Queen
Had a television show, the best we'd seen
That chick-a-boom rock really made a splash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash

Well Johnny Cash was a friend of mine
Knew him well for a mighty long time
Shared the stage for many a show
Broke my heart to see him go
Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash

[Willie Nelson:]
Well now Johnny Cash wore black attire
And he fell into that Ring of Fire
He came up swinging like a Boy Named Sue
And he married June Carter and he [?] too
He wrote his songs from deep within
And he hit the stage with a crooked grin
He and I were both Highwaymen
And that record became a smash
Well I'm missing ol' Johnny Cash

[Merle Haggard:]
Johnny Cash never walked no line
Johnny Cash never did no time, but
When he sang a Folsom Prison Blues
You knew good and well he'd paid his dues
True, he always dressed in black
But he loved folks and they loved him back
Carried his pills in a brown paper sack
Well I don't care if they found his stash
I'm missin' old Johnny Cash

[Merle Haggard:]
Now is it really true that him and Roy Nichols, Rose Maddox, some people roasted hot dogs in the back of a limousine with ice cream sticks? I don't know, I said they set the curtains on fire in a English hotel room just to warm their hands. Well. Willie, do you know anything about Cash?

[Willie Nelson:]
Well yeah, I know a lot of things about Cash. I'm not sure I should talk about it, but I checked with John, asked him if it's OK, he said he didn't give a shit. One time he took a casket up to his hotel room and got into it and called room service. I thought that was pretty funny

[Willie Nelson & Merle Haggard:]
Now Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash

(Willie Nelson and Merle Hggard)

For two long years my head hurt bad
So the doctor checked me and he shook his head
He said, "I'm sorry to tell you but your body's outlived your brain"
He said, "I know this doctor in New York son
And he'll fix you up right with a brand new one"
So the head doctor met me when I stepped down off the train
He said, "We had this bank robber killed last night
His body's shot but his brain's alright
I'll give you a transplant boy, and it'll be okay"
I got the new brain in and I was feeling great
I went right back to Nashville with no headache
But something strange happened when I walked in the bank one day

[Chorus]
I said "Stick 'em up everybody, I'm robbing this place
Drop all of your money in my guitar case
Don't nobody move and don't nobody reach for that door
A lady said, "Why, you're Johnny Cash!"
I said, "No ma'am, I'm the Manhattan Flash
And I am the best bank robber in New York"

[Verse 2]
Now the other night, Roy Acuff called me
He said, "John, I'd like for you to do the Opry"
So I went out on the stage, but I couldn't sing
I got into half a verse of 'bout Walk The Line
And something snapped in that head of mine
I yelled, "Stick 'em up! Gimme your money, watches and rings"
Well I called New York and talked to that brain quack
I said, "Doc, I've got to have my old brain back"
He said, "I'm sorry there Mr. Cash, but I can't do that"
He said, "I put your brain in a chicken last Monday
He singing your songs and making lots of money
And I got him signed to a ten year recording contract"
Now friends, if you see me walking down the street
Remember what your see ain't necessarily me
And if I try to hold you up, don't blame it on mine
But when you got ten bucks that you can blow
You ought to catch that Johnny Chicken Show
He's done fairs and concerts dates all across the line

[Chorus]
I said "Stick 'em up everybody, I'm robbing this place
Drop all of your money in my guitar case
Don't nobody move and don't nobody reach for that door
A lady said, "Why, you're Johnny Cash!"
I said, "No ma'am, I'm the Manhattan Flash
And I am the best bank robber in New York"

[Outro]
Well, I don't pay any income tax
You don't pay tax on money you steal
But you ought to catch that Johnny Chicken Show
Chicken In Black
Mmmmm...
(johnny cash)

Y'all come on in now
Come right on down front
I got something I want to show you
Now y'all heard of the Popcorn
Y'all heard of the Dog
You heard about all your other dances
But now there's a brand new dance
That's going around
I want to show you exactly what I'm talking about
I'm talking about the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You start your feet to kicking
That's when you know
You doin' the funky chicken
You put both arms up across your face
You knees start wiggling all over the place
You flap your arms
And your feet start kicking
Then you know you doin' the funky chicken
Oh, I'm feeling it now
I feel so unnecessary
This is the kind
This is the kind of stuff
To make you feel like you
Want to do something nasty
Like waste some chicken gravy
On your white shirt
Right down front here we go y'all
You work both arms and you work both feet
Use a dab of gravy, you right on the beat
You flap your arms
And your feet start kicking
Then you know you doin' the funky chicken

(Rufus Thomas)

Goin' home
I said I'm goin' home
Goin' goin' goin' goin' home
Yeah yeah well I'm goin' home
(Brot brot boogie)
My baby, my baby
She fixes [?] chicken for me
Yeah chicken
I said boiled chicken
Any kind, any kind of chicken
Boiled, chicken fried, chicken pot, picken' chicken
My baby, my baby
She fixes [?] chicken for me

Yeah, I eat my dinner, she squeeze me till I hurt
I'd like to eat chicken fried for desert
Oh chicken
(Brot brot boogie)
Boiled, chicken fried, chicken
Your kind of chicken
Well, my baby, my baby
She fixes [?] chicken for me
Hey these chicks hot sticks are stickin' in the house forever
(the cramps)

Come to the barbecue and sit by my side
We couldn't choose a better night if we tried
Can't you imagine what a thrill it will be
Pickin' a chicken with me

It's so romantic, the moon up above
Is extra bright on a night such as this
Pullin' a wishbone with someone you love
Is almost certain to end with a kiss

So come to the barbecue, my darling my dear
I'm so in love with you and when you are near
You can't imagine what a thrill it will be
Pickin' a chicken with me.

It's so romantic, the moon up above
Is extra bright on a night such as this,
Pullin' a wishbone with someone you love
Is almost certain to end with a kiss

So come to the barbecue, my darling my dear,
I'm so in love with you and when you are near
I get a feeling that forever you'll be
Pickin' a chicken with me

(Eve Boswell)

Chicken, nice fried chicken
Barbecue chicken, won't you send it down the line?

Say, everyone's talking 'bout chicken, Chicken's a popular word
But anywhere you go, you're bound to find, A chicken ain't nothin' but a bird

Some people call it a fowl, That's the story I heard
But let 'em call it this, and let 'em call it that, A chicken ain't nothin' but a bird

You can boil it, roast it, broil it, Cook it in a pan or a pot
Eat it with potatoes, rice or tomatoes, But chicken's still what you got, boy

It was a dish for old Caesar, Also King Henry the Third
But Columbus was smart, said, "you can't fool me, A chicken ain't nothin' but a bird"

You can boil it, roast it, broil it, Cook it in a pan or a pot
Eat it with potatoes, rice or tomatoes, A chicken's still what you got, boy

It was a dish for old Caesar, Also King Henry the Third
But Columbus was smart, said, "you can't fool me, A chicken ain't nothin' but a bird"

(Cab Calloway)

I got no time to eat. I got no time to sleep.
I got a truckful of stuff. Should've been there last week.
I've been livin' in truck stops: my body feels used.
Got the hamburger man cryin' the Kentucky Fried Blues.

Flyin' high in my cab. Got my foot on the gas.
Gotta get there tonight. Sure ain't nothin' gonna pass.
Tired of livin' in truck stops - Lord have mercy: my body feels used.
Got the hamburger man cryin' the Kentucky Fried Blues.

Here I am in the fast lane. Speed to slow down my brain.
Got one hell of a deadline. Riggers do not complain.
Tired of livin' in truck stops: Lord, my body feels used.
Got the hamburger man cryin' Kentucky Fried Blues.

(Nazareth)

He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless said he was crude
They had one thing in common: they were good in bed
She'd say, "Faster, faster "The lights are turning red"

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, yeah

Eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people
They took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties
They paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race
Out every evenin' until it was light
He was too tired to make it
She was too tired to fight about it

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane

Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign
Took a turn for the worst
She said, "Listen, baby
You can hear the engine ring
We've been up and down this highway
Haven't seen a god-damn thing"
He said, "Call the doctor
I think I'm gonna crash"
"The doctor say he's coming but you gotta pay in cash"
They were rushing down that freeway
Messed around and got lost
They didn't care, they were just dyin' to get off

And it was life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane

(The Eagles)

Bahbahbah-bahbahbahbah
Bahbahbah-bahbahbahbah...
(continues in background throughout most of song)

The guy who slagged the football team
Those yobs were not for him
He turns into a real estate agent
Who believes in discipline
The guy who's first to use cocaine
The wild boy breaking free
He'll end up in a court of law
As a prosecuting QC
Remember the school captain?
Success was a matter of time
I can hear him now as she screams
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"

Forget Snoop Doggy Dogg
Forget old Ice T
The true word out on the streets
Is produced by the TAC
What's the use of striving?
As life's road in front unravels
We get to do the driving
Don't choose the direction we travel
Do your homework, or wag for weeks
Grafitti the Dandenong line
It don't matter much when you hear that scream
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"

Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!

Sometime in the next ten thousand years
A comet's gonna wipe out all trace of man
I'm banking on it coming before
My end of year exams
The rich kid becomes a junkie
The poor kid an advertiser
What a tragic waste of potential!
Bein' a junkie's not so good either
Your folks worked hard for what you've got
You're the fruit of their vine
But who cares what you sow when what you reap is:
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"

Bought a car just the other day
Man, could that baby run!
But you know what they always say
There's always a better one
Got a tumor in my brain
It's creeping to my lungs
And I've searched around in vain
Can't find me a better one.

Hardwired into everyone's head
Is the person they're gonna be
Growin' up's not a matter of choice
It's a matter of wait & see
So kids, yeah, you can do it
You can be your best!
Girls can do anything
You can pass the test!
I'm OK, you're OK
We're OK, we're fine!
I thought I heard a semi-trailer
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"

Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop sign!
Greg! The stop siiiiiiggggggn!

(TISM)

Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights,
No matter where they've been.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights,
But only when they're green.

He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights,
No matter where they've been.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights,
But only when they're green.

I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
That is what I said.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights,
But not when they are red.

He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
That is what he said.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights.
He likes traffic lights,
But not when they are red.

I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights,
Although my name's not Bamber.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I Like traffic lights.
I-- Oh, God!

(Monty Python)

London's burning
London's burning
All across the town, all across the night
Everybody's driving with full headlights
Black or white, you turn it on, you face the new religion
Everybody's sitting 'round watching television

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine
London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine

I'm up and down the Westway, in and out the lights
What a great traffic system, it's so bright
I can't think of a better way to spend the night
Than speeding around underneath the yellow lights

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine
London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine
(the clash)

I copied this off Mudcat years ago and have no idea who to attribute it to:

You'll have heard aboot Edinburgh's disgrace,
A sicht that the toon couldnae face,
Up on Calton Hill, how it made them feel ill,
But noo it's a weel-revered place.
Noo Edinburgh's a' fu' o' holes,
Being dug by an army of moles,
They cam frae doon under tae tear us asunder
Tae meet wi' oor Government goals.

Chorus
They're digging up Edinburgh toon,
They're digging a lang lang way doon,
One day they'll hit lava, we'll be all blown tae Java,
And I think it might come fairly soon.
Aye I think it might come fairly soon.

They say that we're needing some trams
Some say MSPs are all bams
Noo jist hear oor wails, they must be aff the rails
As I only see huge traffic jams.
If it's no trams, it's pipes or it's cable,
They're digging wherever they're able,
Not another diversion, it smacks of coercion
And that flood means they've hit water table.

Chorus

There're more red lights than a bordello,
Oh why do they never turn yellow
Or even tae green, that sae rarely is seen
Oh this really is motoring hell-O.
From the stuff oot the holes they make humps,
They've the brass neck tae cry them speed bumps,
It is their intention to wreck my suspension,
The exhaust pipe has dropped off in lumps.

Chorus

And I can't find a stop for my bus,
Now why should I make such a fuss?
They havenae just moved it, they've totally removed it
Nae wonder I'm starting to cuss.
Whether Shandwick or Slateford or Leith
I find that I'm gritting my teeth,
But give them their due, as a Pelicon new
At Gillespie gives walkers relief.

Chorus

So when is it all going tae end?
It's driving me clear roon the bend,
You'll detect my distaste for this latest disgrace,
It's a state that I cannae defend.

Chorus

CODA (final chorus)
..And I think it has come, noo dinnae be dumb,
You see that black curtain, it means doom is certain
Ma feet are gettin' hotter, I think that I gotta
Leave Embra's disgrace, as we're flung intae space,
We cannae absorb it, blast off intae orbit,
We're on the point o' destruction,
Here comes the eruption....AND
I ken that it's happening RIGHT NOO!

Don't you like the way I move when you see me?
Don't you like the things that I say?
Don't you like the way I seem to enjoy it?
When you shout things but I don't care
Something's happening and it's happening right now
You're too blind to see it
Something's happening and it's happening right now
Ain't got time to wait

I said something better change
I said something better change
I said something better change
I said something better change

Don't you like the way I dance, does it bug you?
Don't you like the cut of my clothes?
Don't you like the way I seem to enjoy it?
Stick my fingers right up your nose
Something's happening and it's happening right now
You're too blind to see it
Something's happening and it's happening right now
Ain't got time to wait
(the stranglers)

Can't resist:

You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard
But you don’t understand
Just what you’ll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says
“It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, “How does it feel
To be such a freak?”
And you say, “Impossible”
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

You’ve been with the professors
And they’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read
It’s well known

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, “Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word “NOW”
And you say, “For what reason?”
And he says, “How?”
And you say, “What does this mean?”
And he screams back, “You’re a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin’ around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

(Bob Dylan)

I was standin' on a corner when this guy came up to me
And said, "Hey, man, d'ya wanna job with real good pay?"
I said, "Well sure I do. But before I move a muscle
I wanna know exactly what you got to say."
He said, "I gotta little problem. I'm in a little spot.
I got this little package, you see, an' it's kinda hot."
Then he pulled out his book, wrote a healthy-lookin' cheque,
Said "This is the kind of dough you could get.
Just take the package an' bring it back next week. On the dot."

I said, "Is that all I gotta do?" He said, "That's all you gotta do."
I said, "Well, this must be my lucky day."
"What's in this package?" He said, "That really don't concern ya:
Just take it an' bring it back an' you'll get paid. Like I said,
I gotta little problem. I'm in a little spot.
But you help me a little an' I'll help you a lot."
Then he put his hand inside his jacket; pulled out a well-sealed packet;
Said, "There ya go. See ya Friday. Thanks a lot."

Oh Mr Jones, just what's goin' on?
What's this thing you're givin' me, Mr Jones?

Well I took the package home an' stashed it in a cupboard
Then a friend of mine paid me a social call.
I told my friend. "My friend," I said. "I had some weird jobs in my life
But this little breeze beats 'em all."
He said, "You must be crazy! The whole thing sounds insane!
Check that package out an' see what it contains!"
So he opened it up an' he took a sniff an' I took a sniff
Then the dog jumped up an' he took a sniff
An' we just ain't been the same.

Oh Mr Jones, just what's goin' on?
What's this thing you're givin' me, Mr Jones?
Tell me about it...

I looked at my watch. It was twelve hours into Friday
So I thought I'd better go an' see the man.
I said, "Hi." He said, "Yeah. You got the package?" I said, "No."
He smiled at me an' said, "I understand.
But now we both got problems an' you're gonna need some bread."
I said, "How much do I owe?" He said, "You're fifty in the red.
But look, I'm an understandin' guy. I'll take forty-five; give you one mo' try.
Got a real good pair of shoulders on your head."

Oh Mr Jones, just what's goin' on?
What's this thing you're givin' me, Mr Jones?
What is this thing? Could it be love potion number 9?
I'll get your money! Don't go! Come back here!

(Steve Gibbons)

Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now
We meet every day at the same cafe
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs
Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now
We gotta be extra careful
That do we don't build our hopes up too high
Because she's got her own obligations
And so, and so, do I
Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now
Well, it's time for us to be leaving
It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
Tomorrow we'll meet
The same place, the same time
Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now
(billy paul)

Drawing back the curtains.
Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon.
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'd ever arrange.
Now I just cant stand all the pain; all the constant make and mend.
How long can we pretend
That were 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 if 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 end.
How long can 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 if your life, how long would it take you to know?
Are we such good friends?

(Peter Hammill)

Fall is here, hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are going to be friends
I can tell that we are going to be friends
Walk with me, Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
And look at all the bugs we found
Safely walk to school without a sound
Safely walk to school without a sound
Here we are, no one else
We walked to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now its time to learn
We clean up and now its time to learn
Numbers, letters, learn to spell
Nouns, and books, and show and tell
Playtime we will throw the ball
Back to class, through the hall
Teacher marks our height against the wall
Teacher marks our height against the wall
We don't notice any time pass
We don't notice anything
We sit side by side in every class
Teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes the way you sing
Tonight I'll dream while in my bed
When silly thoughts go through my head
About the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
That you and I will walk together again
I can tell that we are going to be friends
I can tell that we are going to be friends
(white stripes)

Ahhh, but maybe 'Suzy Lee' has other ideas? ...

I guess you could say I'm one of those girls, That's always been with one of those guys
You know the type? Like right now, He sleeps while I write
But it's better than crying, Worn out from trying
From loving a man who always makes it clear, I am not welcome here
Just till he's hungry or frisky or needs something clean, You know what I mean
But not tonight, Cause come the morning light ...

I'm gonna love myself, More than anyone else
Believe in me, Even if someone can't see a ... Stronger woman in me
I'm gonna be my own best friend, Stick with me till the end
Won't lose myself again, Never, no
Cause there's a stronger woman, A stronger woman in me

Light bulbs buzz, I get up, And head to my drawer
Wish there was more I could say, Another fairytale fades to grey
I've lived on hope, Just like a child, Walking that mile
Faking that smile, All the while, Wishing my heart had wings
Well, from on I am gonna be, The kind of woman I want my daughter to be

I'm gonna love myself, More than anyone else
Believe in me, Even if someone can't see there's a ... Stronger woman in me
Won't lose myself again, Never, no
Cause there's a stronger woman, a stronger woman

This is me ... packing up my bags ...
This is me ... headed for the door ...
This is me ... the best you ever had ...

I'm gonna love myself, More than anyone else
Believe in me, even if someone can't see there's a ... Stronger woman in me
I'm gonna be my own best friend, Stick with me till the end
Won't lose myself again, Never, no
Cause there's a stronger woman, stronger woman ...
There's a stronger woman in me, Yeah

(Jewel)

Mama never seemed to miss the finer things of life
If she did, she never did say so to daddy
She never wanted to be more than a mother and a wife
If she did, she never did say so to daddy
The only thing that seemed to be important in her life
Was to make our house a home and make us happy
Mama never wanted any more than what she had
If she did, she never did say so to daddy

He often left her all alone, but she didn't mind the staying home
If she did, she never did say so to daddy
And she never missed the flowers and the cards he never sent her
If she did, she never did say so to daddy
Being took for granted was a thing that she accepted
And she didn't need those things to make her happy
And she didn't seem to notice that he didn't kiss and hold her
If she did, she never did say so to daddy

One morning we awoke
Just to find a note
That mama carefully wrote and left to daddy
And as we began to read it
Our ears could not believe it
The words that she had written there to daddy

She said the kids are older now
They don't need me very much
And I've gone in search for love I need so badly
I have needed you so long but I just can't keep holding on
She never meant to come back home
If she did, she never did say so to daddy
Goodbye to daddy

(Dolly Parton)

Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow
I can't keep the tears from my eyes
My son calls another man daddy
The right to his love I've been denied

My son calls another man daddy
He'll ne'er know my name nor my face
God only knows how it hurts me
For another to be in my place

Each night I laid there in prison
I pictured a future so bright
For he was the one ray of sunshine
That shone through the darkest of nights

Today his mother shares a new love
She just couldn't stand my disgrace
My son calls another man daddy
And longs for the love he can't replace

My son calls another man daddy
He'll ne'er know my name nor my face
God only knows how it hurts me
For another to be in my place
(hank williams)
(sob)

I see the town where we were born
I see the place we were raised
I see all the things you wanted that I never gave
I see sadness, I see sorrow, I see pain on your face
But I just can't see a stranger in my place.

I can see now where we quarreled
I can see now I was wrong
I can see where you might weaken when I wasn't strong
I see memories of a love gone bad that time can't erase
But I just can't see a stranger in my place.

No one seems to know you quite like I do
No one knows the things that make you cry
Looking back it seems I never showed you
And now I lie alone and wonder why.

I can see now where you might grow tired
Of dreams that don't come true
I can see where I have fallen short
Of the things I promised you
I can see now through my tear filled eyes
No love on your face
But I just can't see a stranger in my place.

(Kenny Rogers)

There's a stranger in our town
he's got a burning eye
he wants to get off on you...

The last time that he was here
he had a roving eye
he smiled as he got off on you...
Don't face me with that sad face
because, you lost that glorious grace
you will always be coming back to this place,

There's a stranger, in our town
There's a stranger, pullin' you around
There's a stranger, in our town
There's a stranger,
and he's gonna break your heart
and then get off on you
(the gun club)

As I gaed o'er yon Hieland hill,
I met a bonny lassie;
And she gied me a wink wi the tail o her ee,
And faith but she was saucy.

"Where are ye gaun my bonnie lass?
Where are ye gaun my honey?
Where are ye gaun my bonnie lass?"
"For baccy for my grannie."

Wi ma rovin eye,
Fol di doodle die,
Wi ma rovin fol di derry,
Wi ma rovin eye.

"Oh what is your name my bonnie lass?
What is your name my honey?
What is your name my bonnie lass."
"Oh they cry me bonnie Annie."

"And how old are you my bonnie lass?
How old are you my honey?
How old are you my bonnie lass?"
"I'll be sixteen come Sunday."

"Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie lass?
Whaur dae ye sleep my honey?
Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie lass?"
"In a wee bed next my mammy."

"Oh gin I were tae come tae your hoose then,
When the moon is shining clearly;
Would you arise and let me in,
So yer mother wouldn't hear me?"

Oh when I went doun tae the lassie's door,
I found that she was wakened,
Oh but lang, lang e'er the mornin come,
Her mother heard us talkin.

Wi ma rovin eye,
Fol di doodle die,
Wi ma rovin fol di derry,
Wi ma rovin eye

(Ossian)

As I cruised out one evening upon a night's career
I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer
I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew
And when she saw my bunting fly she immediately hove to-woo-woo

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

Oh pardon me, she says to me, for being out so late
But if my parents heard of this all sad would be my fate
My father is in politics, a good and righteous man
My mother is an acrobat, I do the best I can

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so fine
And hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kind
I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surprise
She was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged up in a disguise

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

(Guy Mitchell)

So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
(leonard cohen)

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Mark well what I do say,
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
And she was mistress of her trade,
I'll go no more a-roving, with you fair maid.
A-roving, a-roving, since roving's been my ruin,
I'll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid.

I took that fair maid for a walk,
Mark well what I do say,
I took that fair maid for a walk,
And we had such a loving talk.
I'll go no more a-roving, with you fair maid.
A-roving, a-roving, since roving's been my ruin,
I'll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid.

I put my arm around her waist,
Mark well what I do say,
I put my arm around her waist,
So slim and trim and tightly laced,
I'll go no more a-roving, with you fair maid.
A-roving, a-roving, since roving's been my ruin,
I'll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid

(Trad)

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She'd stood several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, had six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
(the dubliners)

The whistling gypsy came over the hill,
Down to the valley so shady;
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

Ah di doo ah di doo dah day,
Ah di doo ah de da-a-why
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father's castle gates;
She left her own fond lover,
She left her servants and her estate,
To follow the gypsy rover.

Ah di doo ah di doo dah day,
Ah di doo ah de da-a-why
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

He is no gypsy my father she said,
But lord of these lands over;
With him I'll stay till my dying day,
And follow the gypsy rover.

Ah di doo ah di doo dah day,
Ah di doo ah de da-a-why
He whistled and he sang,
Till…

(The Highwaymen)

Walking on velvet green, Scots pine growing
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing
Walking on velvet green
Walking on velvet green, distant cows lowing
Never a care, with your legs in the air, loving
Walking on velvet green
Won't you have my company, yes, take it in your hands
Go down on velvet green, with a country man
Who's a young girl's fancy and an old maid's dream
Tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green
And the long grass blows in the evening cool
And August's rare delight may be April's fool
But think not of that, my love, I am tight against the seam
And I'm growing up to meet you down on velvet green
Now I may tell you that it's love and not just lust
And if we live the lie, let's lie in trust
On golden daffodils, to catch the silver stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on velvet green
We'll dream as lovers under the stars, of civilisations raging afar
And the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars
As you walk home cold and alone on velvet green
Walking on velvet green, Scots pine growing
Isn't it rare, taking the air, singing
Walking on velvet green
Walking on velvet green, distant cows lowing
Never a care, with your legs in the air, loving
Walking on velvet green
(Jethro Tull)

Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight


Flowers growing on a hill, dragonflies and daffodils
Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch
Phaedra is my name


Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight


Flowers are the things we know, secrets are the things we grow
Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch
Phaedra is my name
(lee 'n' nancy)

The streets are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin'
In the garden, in the garden wet with rain
You wiped the teardrop from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the great sadness
That day in the garden
And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture, you had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden
The golden summer breeze was blowin' on your face
The light of God was shining on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you sat beside
Your mother and father, in the garden
The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature, in the garden
And you went into a trance, your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church we loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of eternal summers
In the garden
And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ within our hearts
In the garden
And I turned to you and said
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the father in the garden
Listen, no guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
And the Son and the Holy Ghost in the garden, wet with rain
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
And the Son and the Holy Ghost in the garden
In the garden, wet with rain
No guru, no method, no teacher, just you and I and nature
And the Father, in the garden
(Van Morrison)

Won't need no shadow man
Runnin' the government
Won't need no stinkin' WAR
Won't need no haircut
Won't need no shoe shine

After the garden is gone
After the garden is gone
After the garden is gone

What will people do?
After the garden is gone
What will people say?
After the garden

Won't need no strong man
Walkin' through the night
To live a weak man's day
Won't need no sunshine
Won't need no purple haze

After the garden is gone
After the garden is gone
After the garden is gone

Where will people go?

After the garden is gone
What will people know?

After the garden

After the garden is gone
After the garden is gone

(We live in the garden of Eden, yeah
Don't know why we wanna tear the whole thing to the ground
We live in the garden of Eden, yeah
Don't know why we wanna tear the whole thing down

And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden)

(Neil Young)

I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses;
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Son of God discloses.

Refrain: And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing;
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

I'd stay in the garden with Him
Tho' the night around me be falling;
But He bids me go; thro' the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling.

Sung by everyone - Roy Rogers, Willie Nelson, John Prine, Johnny Cash, Perry Como, Rosemary Clooney, Elvis Presley, etc, etc

As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
Someone hit me from behind

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know

They say prayer has the power to heal
So pray from the mother
In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell
I am a-tryin' to love my neighbor and do good unto others
But oh, mother, things ain't going well

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
I'll burn that bridge before you can cross
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I catch my opponents ever sleeping
I'll just slaughter 'em where they lie

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through the world mysterious and vague
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' through the cities of the plague

Well, the whole world is filled with speculation
The whole wide world which people say is round
They will tear your mind away from contemplation
They will jump on your misfortune when you're down

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Eatin' hog-eyed grease in a hog-eyed town
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Some day you'll be glad to have me around

They will crush you with wealth and power
Every waking moment you could crack
I'll make the most of one last extra hour
I'll avenge my father's death then I'll step back

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Got to get you out of my miserable brain

All my loyal and my much-loved companions
They approve of me and share my code
I practice a faith that's been long abandoned
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
My mule is sick, my horse is blind
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Thinkin' 'bout that gal I left behind

Well, it's bright in the heavens and the wheels are flyin'
Fame and honor never seem to fade
The fire gone out but the light is never dyin'
Who says I can't get heavenly aid?

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Carryin' a dead man's shield
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' with a toothache in my heel

The sufferin' is unending
Every nook and cranny has its tears
I'm not playing, I'm not pretending
I'm not nursin' any superfluous fears

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Walkin' ever since the other night
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' 'til I'm clean out of sight

As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn
Excuse me, ma'am, I beg your pardon
There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Up the road, around the bend
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
In the last outback at the world's end

(Bob Dylan)

Come on take my hand
Come on little stranger
The spirits are angry
Stay away from danger
This is insanity
This could be the end
This is insanity
Farewell my friend

In the garden of serenity
In the garden of serenity
In the garden of serenity
In the garden of serenity

Meet me in the graveyard
We'll walk among the dead
On a midnight odyssey
Riding in my head
I'm not your enemy
Girl, I am your friend
Come with me on a journey
On a journey to the end
(ramones)