Amazon exiles discussion

Do you remember when? - life seemed so simple then?
That summer in the park?
Back when it was the perfect time for love

We laughed like children then - those days should never end
Two lovers - our own world
Back then it was the perfect time for love

That first time I saw your face
(I never knew that I could feel this way?)
I could be falling in love

It was so long ago - why did you have to go?
Take all those years from me?
Back when it was the perfect time for love

You play a different tune - to our love I once knew
Our symphony is through
Ohhh, it was the perfect time for love

That first time I saw your face
(I never knew that I could feel this way?)
I could be falling in love

I've always tried - to hold onto my love
Not give up on it - whatever the cost (Since you've been gone)
I've been trying to find a way back to your love (to your love)

Back then, it was the perfect time for love ...

(CDB)

Well I remember when I was young, the world had just begun and I was happy
I used to wonder about the earth and how it moved around the sun so snappy
Imagination going wild makes a very backward child, that’s what they told me
So back at school I’d sit around waiting for the sound so I could go on home

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the present
Cause the present's now

Well I remember when I was young, how one and thrippence got you in the movies
To look tough we’d light a smoke and very nearly choke but we had a real good time
Growing older meant you’d get to fly a sabre jet and fight a few wars
So I’d just sit there all day and let my mind decay something awful

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the present
Cause the present's now

Well I remember when I was young, I had a secret love who never knew it
I’d do tricks upon my bike, they’d never turn out right, I always blew it
And the day we had to part, I had a broken heart but couldn’t let on
So I spent my holidays just thinking bout the ways I must have gone wrong

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the present
Cause the present's now

Well I remember when I was young the Beatles turned me on, they really blew my mind
And with Kerry, Jack and Pam we'd go and watch a band and have a real good time
Then I heard the black mans blues, they really blew a fuse inside my head
So with some friends we made a stand and formed our first blues band, it was a real good thing.

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the present
Cause the present's now

(Chain)

I remember when rock was young, Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones, Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got, Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock
We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock, well ...

Crocodile rocking is something shocking, When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Ohhh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights, When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile rocking was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa

But the years went by and the rock just died, Suzie went 'n' left me for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine, Dreaming of my Chevy and old blue jeans
But they'll never kill the thrills we've got, Burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past
We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last, well ...

Crocodile rocking is something shocking, When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess, I never will
Ohhh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights, When Suzie wore her dresses tight
Crocodile rocking was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa

I remember when rock was young, Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones, Had an old gold Chevy and place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got, Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock
We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock, well ...

Crocodile rocking is something shocking, When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess, I never will
Ohhh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights, When Suzie wore her dresses tight
Crocodile rocking was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa
Laa, la-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa
Laa, la-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa, La-la-la-la-laa

(Elton John)

Well, I saw my baby walking
With another man today
Well, I saw my baby walking
With another man today
When I asked her what's the matter
This is what I heard her say

See you later alligator
After while crocodile
See you later alligator
After while crocodile

Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style
When I thought of what she told me
Nearly made me lose my head
When I thought of what she told me
Nearly made me lose my head
But the next time that I saw her
Reminded her of what she said

See you later alligator
After while crocodile
See you later alligator
After while crocodile

Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style
She said, I'm sorry pretty daddy
You know my love is just for you
She said, I'm sorry pretty daddy
You know my love is just for you
Won't you say that you'll forgive me
And say your love for me is true
I said wait a minute 'gator
I know you mean it just for play
I said wait a minute 'gator
I know you mean it just for play
Don't you know you really hurt me
And this is what I have to say

See you later, Alligator
After while crocodile
See you later, Alligator
After while crocodile

Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style
See you later alligator
After while crocodile
See you later alligator
So long, that's all, goodbye

(Bill Haley and His Comets)

I called him for days, he didn't answer the phone
I drove by his house, I knew he was home
A week's worth of papers and mail in the box
I thought he was dead, I picked the lock ...

I found him in tears, in the dark, on his knees
With a hole in his chest where his heart used to be

And he said ... "Don't call the Doctor, don't call the Nurse
Call for the lady with the Alligator Purse
She knows the spell to lift this curse
Go find the lady with the Alligator Purse"

In an old stone house off 21st
I found the lady with the Alligator Purse
She answered the door, said "I know who you are"
She lit a candle, consulted the stars ...

When I saw her closing that reptile's hide
I asked her point-blank, "is my friend going to die?"

And she said ... "I'm not a Doctor, I'm not a Nurse
I'm just the lady with the Alligator Purse
Hope for the best, prepare for the worst"
So said the lady with the Alligator Purse

She said ... "Look at what happened to Cleopatra when she didn't take my advice?
And Romeo, Juliet? ... they didn't get it, Too bad, those kids were so nice"

By the time we got back to my pitiful pal
There was no sign of life till he saw ...
The Alligator Purse on her arm, the gleam in her eyes
She opened the bag ... there was nothing inside ...

She said ... "There's no secret, it's Love that I use
I just carry this bag ... 'cause it matches my shoes"

And she said ... "Don't call the Doctor, don't call the Nurse
Don't call the lady with the Alligator Purse
Love is the magic of the universe, Take it from the lady with the Alligator Purse
LOVE is the magic of the universe, Take it from the lady with the Alligator Purse"

The lady with the Alligator Purse

(Chely Wright)

For our lovely Lez ... with all of our love now & always ... x x x ...

Shadows are fallin' and I'm runnin' out of breath ...
Keep me in your heart for a while
If I leave you it doesn't mean I love you any less ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

When you get up in the mornin' and you see that crazy sun ...
Keep me in your heart for a while
There's a train leavin' nightly called "When All Is Said & Done" ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo ...
Keep me in your heart for a while
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

Sometimes when you're doin' simple things around the house ...
Maybe you'll think of me and smile
You know I'm tied to you like the buttons on your blouse ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams ...
Touch me as I fall into view
When the winter comes, keep the fires lit ...
And I will be right next to you

Engine Driver's headed north up to Pleasant Stream ...
Keep me in your heart for a while
These wheels keep turnin' but they're runnin' out of steam ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo ...
Keep me in your heart for a while
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo ...
Keep me in your heart for a while

Keep me in your heart for a while

(Warren Zevon)

Keep me in your heart where you go, Keep me in your heart where you go
On all the roads you travel, Let your love and kindness show
Keep me in your heart where you go

Think of me when you're feeling down, Think of me when you're feeling down
May our memories warm your heart, Even when I'm not around
Think of me when you're feeling down

Remember all the good times we had, Remember all the good times we had
Even on the bad days, You know it wasn't all that bad
Remember all the good times we had

Keep me in your heart where you go, Keep me in your heart where you go
I love you forever, And I hope you always know
Keep me in your heart where you go ...

Keep me in your heart where you go

(Chad Meers)

Think of me when you're lonely
Think of me when you're blue
Think of me when you're far away
And I'll be thinking of you

Remember all of the good times
We had in days gone by
Remember all of the sadness
The day you said goodbye
You told me you would be leavin'
But you wouldn't be gone too long
Now I hope and pray with each new day
That you'll come a-travelin' home

Think of me when you're lonely
Think of me when you're blue
Think of me when you're far away
And I'll be thinking of you

I watch the mailman comin'
I wait by the telephone
I meet the trains down at the station
And I spend my nights alone
But now the waitin' is over
And Time has set the scene
'Cos God meant me for only you
And he meant you for me

Think of me when you're lonely
Think of me when you're blue
Think of me when you're far away
And I'll be thinking of you
For I'll be thinking of you

(Buck Owens)

When the night is cold
And my arms want someone to hold
I think of you
When the rain is falling
I hear you calling to me
I think of you

I think of you every minute
I lie awake each lonely night
I think of you, yeah that day
You walked away and out of sight

Well now my arms just long to hold you
Like they used to do-oo before
I'm a broken man
Now you don't love me no-o more

Now the night is cold
And my arms want someone to hold
I think of you
Now the rain is falling
I hear you calling to me
I think of you

I think of you every minute
I lie awake each lonely night
I think of you, yeah that day
You walked away and out of sight


Well now my arms just long to hold you
Like they used to do-oo before
I'm a broken man
Now you don't love me no-o more

When the night is cold
And my arms want someone to hold
I think of you
When the rain is falling
I hear you calling to me
I think of you
I think of you

The Merseybeats

Anna:
Your servant! Your servant!
Indeed, I'm not your servant
Although you give me less than servant's pay
I'm a free and independent employé
[pronounced "employay"]...(sigh) employee.

Shall I tell you what I think of you?
You're spoiled!
You're a conscientious worker
But you're spoiled.
Giving credit where it's due
There is much I like in you
But it's also very true
That your spoiled!

All that bowing and kow-towing
To remind you of your royalty,
I find a most disgusting exhibition.
I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat
To demonstrate his loyalty
By taking this ridiculous position

How would you like it if you were a man
Playing the part of a toad?
Crawling around on your elbows and knees.
Eating the dust of the road!
Toads! Toads! All of your people are toads!

Yes, Your Majesty!
No, Your Majesty!
Tell us how low to go, Your Majesty!
Make some more decrees, Your Majesty!
Don't let us up off out knees, Your Majesty!
Give us a kick, if you please Your Majesty!
Give us a kick, if you would, Your Majesty!
Oh, That was good, YOUR MAJESTY!

(Gertrude Lawrence)

Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table
While I look outside
So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by

You've got opinions, man, we're all entitled to 'em
But I never asked
So let me thank you for your time and try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you, babe
But I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree? You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
You swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I'm not the one who's lost with no direction
But you'll never see
You're so busy making masks with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down ... just not the listening ...

And who cares if you disagree? You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

All my life I've tried to make everybody happy while I
Just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide

Who cares if you disagree? You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Who cares if you disagree? You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything? ...

Let me hold your crown, babe ...

(Sara Bareilles)

You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boys
And don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display 'cause
You don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please
And don't tell me what to do
Oh, don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display
I don't tell you what to say
Oh, don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free

(Lesley Gore)

Well she seemed all right by dawn's early light
Though she looked a little worried and weak.
She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again
But Daddy'd left the proof on her cheek.
And I was only eight years old that summer
And I always seemed to be in the way
So I took myself down to the fair in town
On Independence Day.

Well, word gets around in a small, small town
They said he was a dangerous man
But Mama was proud and she stood her ground
But she knew she was on the losin' end.
Some folks whispered and some folks talked
But everybody looked the other way
And when time ran out there was no one about
On Independence Day.

Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing
Let the whole world know that today
Is a day of reckoning.
Let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong
Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay
It's Independence Day.

Well, she lit up the sky that fourth of July
By the time that the firemen come
They just put out the flames
And took down some names
And send me to the county home.
Now I ain't sayin' it's right or it's wrong
But maybe it's the only way.
Talk about your revolution
It's Independence Day.

Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing
Let the whole world know that today
Is a day of reckoning.
Let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong
Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay
It's Independence Day.
Roll the stone away
It's Independence Day.

(Martina McBride)

Hey, hey ...

In my rearview mirror, My life is getting clearer
The sunset sighs and slowly disappears
These trinkets once were treasure, Life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here

So I drive (Drive, drive), Watching white lines passin' by
With my plastic dashboard Jesus, Waiting there to greet us

Hey, hey ... I finally found my way, Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain't no brakes on this lost highway
Yeah, I'm busting loose, I'm lettin' go, Out on this open road
It's independence day on this lost highway

Hey, hey ... Hey, hey ...

Don't know where I'm going? But I know where I've been
I'm afraid of going back again
So I drive (Drive, drive), Years and miles are flying by
And waiting there to greet us, Is my plastic dashboard Jesus

Hey, hey ... I finally found my way, Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain't no brakes on this lost highway
Yeah, I'm busting loose, I'm lettin' go, Out on this open road
It's independence day on this lost highway

Hey, hey ... Hey, hey ...

Oh patron saint of lonely souls, Tell this boy which way to go?
Guide the car, you've got the keys, Farewell to mediocrity
Kicking off the cruise control, And turning up the radio
Got just enough religion, And a half a tank of gas, Come on, Let's go

I finally found my way, Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain't no brakes on this lost highway
I'm busting loose, I'm lettin' go, When I'm out on this open road
It's independence day on this lost highway

Hey hey ... Hey hey ... On this lost highway

(Bon Jovi)

Well, it just has to be......

Well, I don't care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

CHORUS
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through my trials and tribulations,
And my travels thru the nations,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

I don't care if it rains or freezes
As long as I've got my Plastic Jesus
Glued to the dashboard of my car,
You can buy Him phosphorescent
Glows in the dark, He's Pink and Pleasant,
Take Him with you when you're travelling far

(Tom Lehrer)

The sun sets across the ocean
I'm a thousand miles from anywhere
A pocketbook and my heart both just got stolen
And that sun act like she don't even care

Wind blows cold when you reach the top
It feels like someone's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe
I got a plastic Jesus and a cordless telephone for every corner of my room
Everybody, but you, telling me what to do

Well, I've been down so long, Oooh, it can't be longer still
And I've been down for so long that the end must be drawing near

I looked to everybody, but me, to answer my prayers
Til I saw an angel in the bathroom who said she saw no one worth saving anywhere
And the blind man on the corner said "It's simple, like flipping a coin
Don't matter what side it lands on, it's someone else's dime"

But I've been down so long, Ohhh, it can't be longer still
And I've been down so long that the end must be drawing near

I take a trip, I catch a train, I catch a plane, I got a ticket in my hand
And then a fat man takes my money and like cattle we all stand

We've been down so long, Ohhh, it can't be longer still
We've been down so long that the end must be ... I know the end must be ...
Ohhh, I know the end must be drawing near

(Jewel)

Bought a fish and we cooked it on a barbecue
Down by the ocean, hey you should have seen the view
Now you don't need me telling you just how good it tasted
We left the tail, we left the head, but nothing else got wasted
Then I did something, such a novelty for me
I kicked a footy into the Arafura Sea

I was the
Luckiest man in the country
Luckiest man in the world
Luckiest man on the planet
Doesn't mean I didn't miss you girl

Off the coast at headland where the ocean ain't so blue
There's a cyclone that is raging and they've named it after you
But they say with any luck it's set to pass us by
But I could stand a soaking just to look into your eyes
And my friend said if he stayed here, he'd never give up drinking
But I think if I don't leave soon, I'm gonna get to thinking....

I'm the
Luckiest man in the country
Luckiest man in the world
Luckiest man on the planet
Doesn't mean I didn't miss you girl

One thing I have noticed ever since I've been away
You never write those postcards on your bad days

Well I might head down to Roebourne for the racing in the spring
And if I win on the horses, watch me step into the ring
Toss the coins up high and wide, watch them dance and spin
You know the way my luck's been running, well it might be anything

Some say that life's a sentence and from it there's no reprieve
But I think that it's a lottery; I'm beginning to believe
That I am on a winning streak that's too good to be true
Think I could win on anything but I can't win with you ....

Even though I'm the
Luckiest man in the country
Luckiest man in the world
Luckiest man on the planet
Doesn't mean I didn't miss you girl

(Weddings Parties Anything)

If you have a friend on whom you think
You can rely
You are a lucky man!
If you've found the reason to live on and
Not to die
You are a lucky man!

Preachers and poets and scholars don't know it,
Temples and statues and steeples won't show it,
If you've got the secret just try not to blow it
Stay a lucky man!

If you've found the meaning of the truth
In this old world
You are a lucky man!
If knowledge hangs around your neck like
Pearls instead of chains
You are a lucky man!

Takers and fakers and talkers won't tell you.
Teachers and preachers will just buy and sell you.
When no one can tempt you with heaven or hell
You'll be a lucky man!

(Alan Price)

I have days where I hate my job, This little town, and the whole world too
Last Sunday, when my Bengals lost, Lord, it put me in a bad mood
I have moments when I curse the rain, Then complain when the sun's too hot
I look around at what everyone has, And I forget about all I've got

But I know I'm a lucky man, God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land, A few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good, My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving, And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord, knows I'm a lucky man

Got some friends who would be here fast, I could call 'em any time of day
Got a brother who's got my back, Got a mama who I swear's a saint
Got a brand new rod and reel, Got a full week off this year
Dad had a close call last spring, It's a miracle he's still here

But I know I'm a lucky man, God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land, A few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good, My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving, And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord, knows I'm a lucky man

My old truck's still running good, My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving, And even my bad days ain't that bad
Yeah, I'm a lucky man ... I'm a lucky lucky man

(Montgomery Gentry)

I got an old blue shirt and it suits me just fine
I like the way it feels so I wear it all the time
I got an old guitar, won't ever stay in tune
I like the way it sounds in a dark and empty room
I got an old pair of boots and they fit just right
Well I can work all day and I can dance all night
I got an old used car and it runs just like a top
I get the feelin' it ain't ever gonna stop

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall

I got a pretty good friend who's seen me at my worst
He can't tell if I'm a blessing or a curse
But he always shows up when chips are down
That's the kind of stuff I like to be around

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall

I got a woman I love, she's crazy, paints like God
She's got a playground sense of justice, she won't take odds
I got a tattoo with her name right through my soul
I think everything she touches turns to gold

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall

(Guy Clarke).

This shirt is old and faded
All the color's washed away
I've had it now for more damn years
Than I can count anyway
I wear it beneath my jacket
With the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try

This shirt's got silver buttons
And a place upon the sleeve
Where I used to set my heart up
Right there anyone could see
This shirt is the one I wore
To every boring high school dance
Where the boys ignored the girls
And we all pretended to like the band

This shirt was a pillow for my head
On a train through Italy
This shirt was a blanket beneath the love
We made in Argeles
This shirt was lost for three whole days
In a town near Buffalo
'Till I found the locker key
In a downtown Trailways bus depot

This shirt was the one I lent you
And when you gave it back
There was a rip inside the sleeve
Where you rolled your cigarettes
It was the place I put my heart
Now look at where you put a tear
I forgave your thoughtlessness
But not the boy who put it there

This shirt was the place your cat
Decided to give birth to five
And we stayed up all night watching
And we wept when the last one died
This shirt is just an old faded piece of cotton
Shining like the memories
Inside those silver buttons

This shirt is a grand old relic
With a grand old history
I wear it now for Sunday chores
Cleaning house and raking leaves
I wear it beneath my jacket
With the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try

(Mary Chapin Carpenter)

Do you have a shirt that you really love,
One that you feel so groovy in?
You don't even mind if it starts to fade,
That only makes it nicer still

I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
My shirt is so comfortably lovely.
I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
My shirt is so comfortably lovely.

Do you have some jeans that you really love,
Ones that you feel so groovy in?
You don't even mind if they start to fray
That only makes them nicer still.

I love my jeans, I love my jeans,
My jeans are so comfortably lovely.
I love my jeans, I love my jeans,
My jeans are so comfortably lovely.

When they are taken to the cleaners,
I can't wait to get them home again.
Yes, I take 'em to the cleaners
And there they wash them in a stream,
Scrub a rub dub dub
And there they wash them in a stream -
Know what I mean.

Do you have some shoes that you really love,
Ones that you feel so flash in?
You don't even mind if they start to get some holes in
That only makes them nicer still.

I love my shoes, I love my shoes,
My shoes are so comfortably lovely.
I love my jeans, I love my jeans,
My jeans are so comfortably lovely.
I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
In fact I love my wardrobe.
I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
My shirt is so comfortably lovely.

(Donovan)

I've been walking backwards lately, To see if I could find you?
I still wear your old shirt sometimes, With the cigarette holes that you burned through
Imagine you falling asleep, Watching TV in the den ...

If I could bring you back? ... And talk about everything ...
If I could bring you back to me

I lost my faith in the World, When you disappeared
Now I've finally found my feet again, And I wish ... you were here ...
To walk in the living room, And turn the radio off

If I could bring you back? ... I'd play you a little song ...
If I could bring you back? ... But you're gone

I'm happy for the things I have, One thing I'd like to change
I'd spend my nights making you laugh, I'd do anything to see your face again
Just to make you smile, Would set me free

If I could bring you back? ... That'd be the sweetest thing ...
If I could bring you back? ... Well, I would do anything ...

If I could bring you back ... To me

(Peter Stuart)

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea,
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the only thing for me.

I've tried walking sideways,
And walking to the front,
But people just look at me,
And say it's a publicity stunt.

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
To prove that I love you.

An imigrantal lad, loved an Irish colleen
From Dublin Galway Bay.
He longed for her arms,
But she spurned his charms,
And sailed o'er the foam away

She left the lad by himself, on his own
All alone, a-sorrowing
And sadly he dreamed, or at least that's the
way it seemed, buddy,
That an angel choir for him,
an angel choir did sing.



I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea.
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the finest thing for me.


And so I've tried walking sideways,
And walking to the front.
But people just laughed, and said,
"It's a publicity stunt".

So I'm walking backwards for Christmas
To prove that I love you.



Spike: Thank you -- and for an encore ...
BlueBottle: 'Ere -- I didn't think much of that. I think my side was better
Spike: Get that child OUT OF HERE!


(The Goons)

Well if you're going to be silly, Val:

When I was ONE I sucked my thumb,
The day I went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me -

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

When I was TWO I buckled my shoe,
The day I went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me -

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

When I was THREE I bashed my knee,
The day I went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me -

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

When I was FOUR I knocked on the door,
The day I went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me -

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

When I was FIVE I learnt to dive,
The day I went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me -

We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
Over the Irish Sea,
We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards,
That's the life for me!

(The Singing Kettle)

You both just made my day!!! - LOL!!! ... HA HA HA HA HA!!! ... ;o> ...

Ah good morning, kidlets, I'm going to tell you a story in song about what happened ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea

There's a tiny house (There's a tiny house), By a tiny stream (By a tiny stream)
Where a lovely lass (Where a lovely lass), Had a lovely dream (Had a lovely dream)
And her dream came true (And her dream came true), Quite unexpectedly ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea

She was out one day (She was out one day), Where the tulips grow (Where the tulips grow)
When a handsome lad (When a handsome lad), Stopped to say hello (Stopped to say hello)
And before she knew (And before she knew), He kissed her tenderly ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea

The happy pair were married one Sunday afternoon ...
They left the church and ran away to spend their honeymoon ...

In a tiny house (In a tiny house), By a tiny stream (By a tiny stream)
Where the lovely lass (Where the lovely lass), Had a lovely dream (Had a lovely dream)
And the last I heard (And the last I heard), They still live happily ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea

So now you've heard the story of how it all begun ...
(I think I'd like to go there), That's a good idea, Son! ...

Sing it very soft (Sing it very soft), Pianissimo (Pianissimo)
Like a little bird (Like a little bird), Walking in the snow (Walking in the snow)
That was very nice (That was very nice), Now sing it merrily ...
It's Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea

Ssshhhhhhhh! ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea ...
In Gilly-Gilly-Ossenfeffer-Katzenellen-Bogen-By-The-Sea ...

(Max Bygraves)

Good old Max had a thing about tulips. Altogether now:

When it's Spring again I'll bring again
Tulips from Amsterdam
With a heart thats true I'll give to you
Tulips from Amsterdam
I can't wait until the day you fill
These eager arms of mine
Like the windmill keeps on turning
That's how my heart keeps on yearning
For the day I know we can
Share these tulips from Amsterdam.

A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam
A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn't grousin'
He sang every morning, "How lucky I am
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!"

I saw a mouse!
(Where?)
There on the stair!
(Where on the stair?)
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah!

This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife
A windmill with mice in, it's hardly surprisin'
She sang every morning, "How lucky I am
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!"

I saw a mouse!
(Where?)
There on the stair!
(Where on the stair?)
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah!

First they had triplets and then they had quins
A windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in
They sang every morning: "How lucky we are
Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!"

I saw a mouse!
(Where?)
There on the stair!
(Where on the stair?)
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah!

The daughters got married and so did the sons
The windmill had christ'nin's when no one was list'nin'

They all sang in chorus: "How lucky we are
Living in a windmill in Amsterdam!"

I saw a mouse!
(Where?)
There on the stair!
(Where on the stair?)
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah!

A mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so nice
There's nobody there now but a whole lot of mice

(Ronnie Hilton)

Now you can count on me
I'll be there you'll see
On the stage of the Carnegie Hall

When the house lights go down
That's when I'll come on
For I'm a mouse and I'm really quite small

'Cause a mouse like me belongs to the world
And the world is a great place to be
And a mouse like me just sings for the world
That goes 'round and 'round for free

You can count on me
I'll be there you'll see
I'll be there when you need a friend

When you're feeling down
That's when I'll be your clown
And we'll sing our songs to the end

'Cause a mouse like me belongs to the world
And the world is a great place to be
And a mouse like me just sings for the world
That goes 'round and 'round for free

(Ringo Starr)

Sorry folks but I'm going to cheat here. Many of Sir John Betjeman's poems have been set to music but not this one as far as I can ascertain:

Here among long-discarded cassocks,
Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks,
Here where the vicar never looks
I nibble through old service books.
Lean and alone I spend my days
Behind this Church of England baize.
I share my dark forgotten room
With two oil-lamps and half a broom.
The cleaner never bothers me,
So here I eat my frugal tea.
My bread is sawdust mixed with straw;
My jam is polish for the floor.
Christmas and Easter may be feasts
For congregations and for priests,
And so may Whitsun. All the same,
They do not fill my meagre frame.
For me the only feast at all
Is Autumn's Harvest Festival,
When I can satisfy my want
With ears of corn around the font.
I climb the eagle's brazen head
To burrow through a loaf of bread.
I scramble up the pulpit stair
And gnaw the marrows hanging there.
It is enjoyable to taste
These items ere they go to waste,
But how annoying when one finds
That other mice with pagan minds
Come into church my food to share
Who have no proper business there.
Two field mice who have no desire
To be baptized, invade the choir.
A large and most unfriendly rat
Comes in to see what we are at.
He says he thinks there is no God
And yet he comes ... it's rather odd.
This year he stole a sheaf of wheat
(It screened our special preacher's seat),
And prosperous mice from fields away
Come in to hear our organ play,
And under cover of its notes
Ate through the altar's sheaf of oats.
A Low Church mouse, who thinks that I
Am too papistical, and High,
Yet somehow doesn't think it wrong
To munch through Harvest Evensong,
While I, who starve the whole year through,
Must share my food with rodents who
Except at this time of the year
Not once inside the church appear.
Within the human world I know
Such goings-on could not be so,
For human beings only do
What their religion tells them to.
They read the Bible every day
And always, night and morning, pray,
And just like me, the good church mouse,
Worship each week in God's own house,
But all the same it's strange to me
How very full the church can be
With people I don't see at all
Except at Harvest Festival.

On the other hand, this one has:

Wee, sleeket, cowrin', tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickerin brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
’S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss ’t!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!

Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!

(Battlefield Band)

Spoken:
Signore e signori, io mi chiamo Pepino Suracilla.
[Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Pepino the Mouse]
And, what a mulaniana!

Pepino, oh, you little mouse,
Oh, won't you go away.
Find yourself another house to run around and play.
You scare my girl, you eat my cheese, you even drink my wine.
I try so hard to catch you but you trick me all the time.

Ce sta una suracilla basci u cellar mezzo mure.
Ogni sera ella esce quando la casa é scura.
Ella do indo la cucina balla sula-sula
Appara nu malandrina, pura la gata sa paura.

There's a mouse down in the cellar between the walls.
Every evening it comes out when the house is dark.
She comes up in the kitchen and dances all alone
She seems like such a rascal, even the cat is terrified.

Pepino suracilla, ma fatta scumbati
Managia suracilla! Di casa nandai
Stasera illa cucina nu poco di vino en ce lascia.
E quando sembriaga, ah Pepino é cencappa.

Pepino the mouse, you've embarassed me.
The heck with this mouse, Get out of my house.
This evening in the kitchen a little wine will be left
And when he's good and drunk, ah, Pepino will be caught!]

The other night I called my girl
I asked her could we meet
I said let's go to my house
We could have a bite to eat
And as we walked in through the door
She screamed at what she saw
There was little Pepino
Doin' the cha-cha on the floor

Pepino suracilla, ma fatta scumbati
Managia suracilla! Di casa nandai
Stasera illa cucina nu poco di vino en ce lascia.
E quando sembriaga a Pepino e cencappa.

A essa non si piace formaggio American
Ella va trovando nu poca Parmegian
Se fatto ghiata ghiata usce stegga da pur
Quando quella camina apara nu propia calendola

It doesn't like American cheese.
It goes around finding Parmesan
Then it'll get really big and fat
And when it walks it'll look like a calendola

(Lou Monte)

1. Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride, Uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride, Uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin', and he did ride.
With a sword and a pistol by his side, Uh-huh.

2. Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh-huh,
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh-huh,
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door.
Gave three loud raps and a very big roar, Uh-huh.

3. Said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" Uh-huh,
Said he, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" Uh-huh,
Said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?"
"Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin," Uh-huh.

4. He took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh,
Took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh,
Took Miss Mousey on his knee.
Said, "Miss Mousey, will you marry me?" Uh-huh.

5. "Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh-huh
"Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh-huh
"Without my uncle Rat's consent.
I wouldn't marry the president, Uh-huh

6. Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides,.
To think his niece would be a bride, Uh-huh.

7. Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh-huh,
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown.
To buy his niece a wedding gown, Uh-huh

8. Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a hollow tree, Uh-huh

9. What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito in a black-eye pea, Uh-huh.

10. Well, first to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin' moth.
She laid out the table cloth, Uh-huh.

11. Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug.
She brought the water jug, Uh-huh.

12. Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee.
Sat mosquito on his knee, Uh-huh.

13. Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a broken black flea.
Danced a jig with the bumbley bee, Uh-huh.

14. Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow.
She tried to dance but she didn't know how, Uh-huh.

15. Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a little black tick.
She ate so much she made us sick, Uh-huh.

16. Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh,
Next to come in was a big black snake.
Ate up all of the wedding cake, Uh-huh.

17. Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh-huh,
Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh-huh,
Next to come was the old gray cat.
Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat, Uh-huh.

18. Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook, Uh-huh,
Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook, Uh-huh,
Mr. Frog went a-hoppin' up over the brook.
A lily-white duck come and swallowed him up, Uh-huh.

19. A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh,
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh,
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf.
If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself, Uh-huh.

(Many versions, Burl Ives, Tex Ritter,P ete Seeger, Bob Dylan etc etc)

The bravest animals in the land are Captain Beaky and his band
That's Timid Toad, Reckless Rat, Artful Owl and Batty Bat
They march through the woodlands singing songs
That tell how they have righted wrongs

Once Hissing Sid, an evil snake, kept the woodland folk awake
In fear and trembling every night
In case he gave someone a bite
Said Artful Owl, 'We'll lie in wait
And one of us will be the bait."
Said Captain Beaky, "Have no fear! For I alone will volunteer!"

"No, make it me!" Said Reckless Rat
I'll stand there in my reckless hat
When Hissing Sid picks up my trail,
I'll just lasso him with my tail!"

"Oh, good idea" said Timid Toad, "We'll hide a long way down the road.
And when you've overcome resistance,
We'll rush along to your assistance."

Said Batty Bat, "I've got a wheeze!
I'll fly and hide up in the trees!
If Hissing Sid should slither by
I'll drop a boulder from the sky!"

Said Artful Owl, "The idea sound…how will you lift it off the ground?"
Poor Batty Bat just scratched his head,
"I hadn't thought of that," he said.

Said Owl, "The rest of us hold back. There's only one that he'll attack."
Said Timid Toad, "I like your plan."
"Good luck," said Owl, "For you're the man!"

So Timid Toad, his eyes a-popping,
Into the woodland night went hopping
Captain Beaky waved his hand, followed with his trusted band
That's Artful Owl and Reckless Rat, and above the trees flew Batty Bat.

"Stop!" Said Beaky, "I hear squeaking!"
"It's Batty Bat" said Owl, "He's speaking!"
"It's all in code," said Reckless Rat
Said Owl, "I'll just decipher that."

"A dash, a dot, two short, two long…
I rather think we've got it wrong.
It reads 'can clearly see the road,
Hissing Sid has captured Toad!'"

"Quick men!" said Beaky, "No delay!
"You mustn't let him get away!"
And leaping off, said "Follow me!"
And ran head first into a tree.

"Dot dot dot" squeaked Batty Bat.
Said Beaky, "Quick! Decipher that!"
Said Reckless Rat, "Perhaps we're gaining?"
"No," said Owl. "He says…it's raining"

Oh, how they ran to save poor Toad,
For they must find that snake's abode
Guided by old Batty Bat
Dot dot go this way dash, go that!

Then Hissing Sid's lair they spied
Were they too late? Was he inside?
Said Reckless Rat, "I'll get a pole
And stop him going down his hole!"

Then into sight the snake came hopping,
Right past his hole, no sign of stopping
Said Reckless Rat, "That's rather funny,
"There's something jumping in his tummy."

Said Captain Beaky, "Well I'm blowed!
Hissing Sid has swallowed Toad!"
And as the snake hopped out of sight,
Off they chased into the night.

At last they found him, tired and dizzy
And pulled out Toad, who said "Where is he?
For left alone, I felt quite sick,
And hopped into a hollow stick

Said Owl, "A clever step to take!
You jumped into that slippery snake."
"That was brave of Toad", said Rat
"That's just my sort of plan!" said Bat

Said Captain Beaky to his men,
"Well we'll not see Hissing Sid again!"
And as they marched off down the road,
They sang in praise of Timid Toad

Above them flew ol' Batty Bat,
With his wings stretched out, like that
Owl's idea, the clever fella
To have a flying um-ber-ella

The bravest animals in the land are Captain Beaky and his band
That's Timid Toad, Reckless Rat, Artful Owl and Batty Bat
They march through the woodlands singing songs
That tell how they have righted wrongs

(Keith Michell)

The blue house at the corner
Of twilight instinct
Four stories floor in Terrence
Floors of wood parquet

And now so many owls
Snowy, horned and screech
Thousands of owls
All flapping their wings

How I love the marble staircase
The claw footed tubs
The room of rare orchids
The glass hall for my guns

Statue the pharaohs
20 feet tall
Crystal chandeliers
Rare paintings of clowns

But we have so many owls
I'm never alone
The owls make this blue house
A home

How peaceful it is
To watch them soar
Through the palm tree ballroom
With its gold panel doors

And as I sit by the fire
And slip off my boots
They purge all harpoons
And the stuffed heads of moose

The apothecary closet
Is like my shelves
But deeper than expected
And slammed it as well

How long have I been here?
Searching for my pills
As the ceiling grows upward
And the walls start to swell

Oh the owls, the owls
The owls, they mock me
And have stolen my pills

But the owls, the owls
With their shiny green eyes
The owls, they will save me
If not today, then tonight.

(The Handsome Family)

Christopher Robin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon
Posing our questions to Owl and Eeyore
As our days disappeared all too soon
But I've wandered much further today than I should
And I can't seem to find my way back to the wood

So help me if you can, I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh Corner by one
You'd be surprised, there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do
Got a honey jar stuck on his nose
He came to me asking help and advice
And from here no one knows where he goes
So I sent him to ask of the owl if he's there
How to loosen the jar from the nose of a bear

So help me if you can, I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh Corner by one
You'd be surprised, there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

{Bridge}

So help me if you can, I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh Corner by one
You'd be surprised, there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh...

It's hard to explain how a few precious things
Seem to follow throughout all our lives
After all's said and done I was watching my son
Sleeping there with my bear by his side
So I tucked him in, kissed him
And as I was going
I swear that old bear whispered
Boy, welcome home!

Believe me if you can, I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh Corner by one
What do you know, there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh
Back to the ways of Christopher Robin and Pooh
Back to the ways of Pooh

(Kenny Loggins)

They said there'll be snow at Christmas, They said there'll be peace on earth
But instead it just kept on raining, A veil of tears for the virgin birth

I remember one Christmas morning, A winter's light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell, And their eyes full of tinsel and fire

They sold me a dream of Christmas, They sold me a silent night
And they told me a fairy story, 'Till I believed in the Israelite

And I believed in Father Christmas, And I looked to the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn, And I saw him and through his disguise

I wish you a hopeful Christmas, I wish you a brave new year
All anguish, pain and sadness, Leave your heart and let your road be clear

They said there'll be snow at Christmas, They said there'll be peace on earth
Hallelujah, Noel - be it Heaven or Hell, The Christmas we get we deserve

(Greg Lake)

I know everything changes
Yeah, it's strange how time marches on
Maybe there'll be some time in the future
Oh, tell me I'm not wrong

Oh, if I could stop time
It would be a frozen moment just around Christmas
When all of mankind reveals its truest potential
And there is sympathy for the suffering
Yes, there is sympathy for those who are suffering

And the world embraces peace and love and mercy
Instead of power and fear
And as sure as I'm standing here
I swear it really does appear that a change comes over us
Yes, some kind of change comes over us

And it's glimpsed for one shining moment
And this change feels like a change that's real
But then it passes along with the season
And then we just go back to the way we were
Yes, we just go back to the way we were

Say it isn't so
Tell me I'm not just a dreamer
I'm talking with a friend and he knows how it ends
He says it's easier, that's just the way we are
That's human nature and that's just the way we are
Oh, say it isn't so!

(The Flaming Lips)

Post office clerks put up signs saying "Position Closed"
And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats
And janitors padlock the gates
For security guards to patrol
And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink
While the married ones turn on a chat show
And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
"Gentlemen time please, you know we can't serve anymore",
Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go
And by five o'clock everything's dead
And every third car is a cab
And ignorant people sleep in their beds
Like the doped white mice in the college lab
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there
The Martians could land in the car park and no one would care
Closed-circuit cameras in department stores
Shoot the same movie every day
And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed
Just survive constant action replay
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
And bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs
While "Angry from Manchester" writes to complain about all the repeats on TV
Computer terminals report some gains in the values of copper and tin
While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs
For the price of a hospital wing
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
They'll burn down the synagogues at six o'clock
And we'll all go along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow.

(Del Amitri)

The January man he walks abroad in woollen coat and boots of leather
The February man still shakes the snow from off his hair and blows his hands
The man of March he sees the Spring and wonders what the year will bring? ...
And hopes for better weather

Through April rains the man goes down to watch the birds come in to share the Summer
The man of May stands very still watching the children dance away the day
While in June the man inside the man is young and wants to lend a hand ...
And grins at each newcomer

In July the man in cotton shirt he sits and thinks on being idle
The August man in thousands takes the road to watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and lead the year ...
And Autumn is his bridle

The man of new October takes the reins and early frost is on his shoulder
The poor November man sees fire and wind and mist and rain and Winter air
December man looks through the snow to let eleven brothers know ...
They're all a little older

And the January man comes round again in woollen coat and boots of leather
To take another turn and walk along the icy road he knows so well
The January man is here for starting each and every year ...
Along the way forever

(Dave Goulder)

Love is all around feel it in the breeze
Summer’s comin round dressing up the trees
And it makes me feel alright
Watching all the signs of passing time

Seasons going round, digging in their heels
Open up your heart to the passing time
Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time

Roses in the ground growing in the fields of summer light
Showers falling down, all is as it seems
If it makes you feel alright
Don’t regret a thing you leave behind
Love is growing wild.. out in summer fields
Open up your heart to the passing time

Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time
Open up your heart to the passing time

Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time

(Eddi Reader)

Time, time, time, See what’s become of me?
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, Leaves are brown, And the sky is a hazy shade of Winter

Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside, It's bound to be a better ride, Than what you’ve got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around you, Leaves are brown now, And the sky is a hazy shade of Winter

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That’s an easy thing to say, But if your hopes should pass away? Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, The grass is high, The fields are ripe ... It’s the Spring-time of my life

Ohhh, seasons change with the scenery ...
Weaving time in a tapestry ...
Won’t you stop and remember me? ...

At any convenient time ...
Funny how my memory skips, While looking over manuscripts, Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my Vodka and Lime
I look around, Leaves are brown now, And the sky is a hazy shade of Winter

Look around, Leaves are brown, There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around, Leaves are brown, There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around, Leaves are brown, There’s a patch of snow on the ground

(Simon & Garfunkel)

When I was seventeen, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stairs
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one

When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of my years
And I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year

(Frank Sinatra)

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick, On the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lying cold the way you left them, But at least your lips caressed them, While you packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee, That you poured and didn't drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, That's so much more than I can say for me

What a good year for the roses, Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowing, Funny I don't even care
As you turn to walk away, As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say ... It's been a good year for the roses

After three full years of marriage, It's the first time that you haven't made the bed
I guess the reason we're not talking, There's so little left to say we haven't said
While a million thoughts go racing through my mind, I find I haven't said a word
From the bedroom the familiar sound, Of our baby's crying goes unheard

What a good year for the roses, Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowing, Funny I don't even care
As you turn to walk away, As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say ... It's been a good year for the roses

(Elvis Costello)

She used to give me roses
I wish she could again
But that was on the outside
And things were different then

I dreamed we were together
With a love so clear and strong
But that was on the outside
Where did I go wrong

On the inside the sun still shines
And the rain falls down
But the sun and rain are prisoners too
When the morning comes around

Last night I dreamed we were together
Sharing all the love we've known
Till I had to face the nightmare
Of waking up alone

On the inside the sun still shines
And the rain falls down
But the sun and rain are prisoners too
When the morning comes around

(Lynne Hamilton)

We both lie silently still, In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together, We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said or something I did? Did my words not come out right?
Though I tried not to hurt you, Though I tried, But I guess that's why they say ...

Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn ... (Yeah it does)

I listen to her favourite song, Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and, Easy go
But I wonder does he know? Has he ever felt like this?
And I know that you'd be here right now, If I could have let you know somehow, I guess ...

Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now, I could still feel so much pain
Like the knife that cuts you the wound heals, But the scar, that scar remains ...

I know I could have saved a love that night, If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love, We both made our separate ways
And now I hear you found somebody new, And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside, And to see you cuts me like a knife, I guess ...

Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

(Poison)

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chaunt, ye little birds,
And I sae weary, fu' o' care.
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling birds
That wanton through the flowery thorn,
Ye mind me o' departed joys,
Departed, never to return.
Oft hae I roved by bonnie Doon
To see the rose and woodbine twine,
And ilka bird sang o' its love,
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree
But my fause lover stole my rose,
And Ah! he left the thorn wi' me.

(Robert Burns, recorded by many artists. Try Eddi Reader).

I've got that album, along with quite a few of Eddi's, so I'll stick with her:

Love is all around feel it in the breeze
Summer’s comin round dressing up the trees
And it makes me feel alright
Watching all the signs of passing time
Seasons going round, digging in their heels

Open up your heart to the passing time
Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time

Roses in the ground growing in the fields of summer light
Showers falling down, all is as it seems
If it makes you feel alright
Don’t regret a thing you leave behind
Love is growing wild.. out in summer fields

Open up your heart to the passing time
Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time
Open up your heart to the passing time
Clear yourself a path you can leave behind
Leave a lot of love in each heart you find
Open up your arms to the passing time

(Eddi Reader)

Welcome to my world, Won't you come on in?
Miracles, I guess, Still happen now and then
Step into my heart, Leave your cares behind
Welcome to my world, Built with you in mind

Knock, and the door will open, Seek, and you will find
Ask and you'll be given, The key to this world of mine
I'll be waiting here, With my arms unfurled
Waiting just for you, Welcome to my world

Waiting just for you, Welcome to my world

(Jim Reeves)

Chorus:
Seek and ye shall find.
Knock and the door shall open.
Ask and it shall be given
and the love come a-trickling down.
My mother, the Lord has been here.
My mother, the Lord has been here.
My mother, the Lord has been here.
and the love come a-trickling down.

Chorus

My sister, the Lord has told me.
My sister, the Lord has told me.
My sister, the Lord has told me.
and the love come a-trickling down.

Chorus

My brother, the Lord has showed me.
My brother, the Lord has showed me.
My brother, the Lord has showed me.
and the love come a-trickling down.

Chorus

Yeah, I said seek (Seek and ye shall find.)
Then you knock (Knock and the door shall open.)
And you ask (Ask and it shall be given)
and the love come a-trickling down.

Yeah, I said love (Love come a-trickling down.)
I said love (Love come a trickling down)

(The Kingston Trio)