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  • Space Lord by Monster Magnet

    I've been stuffed in your pocket
    for the last hundred days
    When I don't get my bath
    I take it out on the slaves

    So grease up your baby
    for the ball on the hill
    Polish them rockets now
    and swallow those pills

    and sing
    Space Lord mother mother

    There's a car in the field
    now in a column of flame
    With it's two doors to choose
    but only one bears your name

    You've been drinking my blood
    well I've been licking your wounds
    I'll shave off the pitch
    now in the scope of your tune

    You'll sing
    Space Lord mother mother

    I left my throne a million miles away
    i drink from your ***
    i sing your blues every day
    now give me the strength
    to split the world in two yeah
    i ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

    Well I sing

    Built in my nightmares
    and using my name
    you're stroking my cortex
    and you know I'm insane

    I'm squeezed out in hump
    drive and drownin' in love
    encompass them all
    to a position above

    Well I sing
    Space Lord mother mother

    I left my throne a million miles away
    i drink from your ***
    i sing your blues every day
    now give me the strength
    to split the world in two yeah
    i ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

    Well I sing
    Space Lord mother mother

    I lost my soul when I fell to Earth
    my planets called me to the void of my birth
    the time has come for me to kill this game
    now open wide and say my name

    Space Lord mother mother
    "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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    • Peggy Lee Has Died

      Fever

      Never know how much I love you
      Never know how much I care
      When you put your arms around me
      I get a fever that's so hard to bear
      You give me fever (you give me fever) when you kiss me
      Fever when you hold me tight (you give me fever)
      Fever ... in the mornin'
      Fever all through the night

      Sun lights up the day time
      Moon lights up the night
      I light up when you call my name
      'cause I know you're gonna treat me right
      You give me fever (you give me fever) when you kiss me
      Fever when you hold me tight (you give me fever)
      Fever ... in the mornin'
      Fever all through the night (WOW!!)



      Everybody's got the fever
      That is somethin' you all know
      Fever isn't such a new thing
      Fever started long time ago

      (You give me fever)
      Baby, turn on your love light (yeah, yeah)
      Let it shine on me (yeah, yeah)
      Well, baby, turn on your love light (yeah, yeah)
      And let it shine on me (yeah, yeah)
      Well, just a little bit higher (yeah, yeah)
      And just a little bit brighter, baby (yeah, yeah)


      You give me fever (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
      You give me fever (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
      You give me fever (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
      You give me fever.

      END OF THE McCOYS 1965 VERSION

      Alternative verses found in Peggy Lee's 1958 version: NOT verified by this
      transcriber but thought to be correct.


      Romeo loved Juliet
      Juliet she felt the same
      When he put his arms around her
      He said, "Julie baby you're my flame"
      Thou givest fever when we kisseth
      Fever with thy flaming youth
      Fever I’m on fire
      Fever yea I burn forsooth

      Captain Smith and Pocahontas
      Had a very mad affair
      When her daddy tried to kill him
      She said "Daddy oh don't you dare"
      "He gives me fever with his kisses"
      "Fever when he holds me tight"
      "Fever, I’m his missus"
      "Daddy won't you treat him right?"

      Now you've listened to my story
      Here's the point that I have made
      Cats were born to give chicks fever
      Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
      We give you fever when we kiss you
      Fever if you live and learn
      Fever till you sizzle
      What a lovely way to burn
      What a lovely way to burn
      What a lovely way to burn, ah
      What a lovely way to burn
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • Something to think about in these times... (this is vintage Michael here...)

        Earth Song
        Michael Jackson

        What about sunrise?
        What about rain?
        What about all the things
        That you said we were to gain?
        What about killing fields?
        Is there a time
        What about all the things
        That you said was yours and mine?

        Did you ever stop to notice
        All the blood we've shed before?
        Did you ever stop to notice
        This crying Earth this weeping shore?

        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh

        What have we done to the world?
        Look what we've done
        What about all the peace
        That you pledged your only son?
        What about flowering fields?
        Is there a time
        What about all the dreams
        That you said was yours and mine?

        Did you ever stop to notice
        All the children dead from war?
        Did you ever stop to notice
        This crying Earth this weeping shore?

        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh

        I used to dream
        I used to glance beyond the stars
        Now I don't know where we are
        Although I know we've drifted far

        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh

        What about yesterday? (What about us)
        What about the seas? (What about us)
        The heavens are falling down (What about us)
        I can't even breathe (What about us)
        What about everything (What about us)
        I didn't even do? (What about us)
        What about nature's worth? (ooo, ooo)
        It's our planet's womb (What about us)

        What about animals? (What about it)
        We've turned kingdoms to dust (What about us)
        What about elephants? (What about us)
        Have we lost their trust? (What about us)
        What about crying whales? (What about us)
        We're ravaging the seas (What about us)
        What about forest trails (ooo, ooo)
        Burnt despite our pleas? (What about us)

        What about the holy land (What about it)
        Torn apart by greed? (What about us)
        What about the common man (What about us)
        Can't we set him free? (What about us)
        What about children dying? (What about us)
        Can't you hear them cry? (What about us)
        Where did we go wrong? (ooo, ooo)
        Someone tell me why! (What about us)

        What about baby boys? (What about it)
        What about the days? (What about us)
        What about all their joy? (What about us)
        What about the man? (What about us)
        What about the crying man? (What about us)
        What about Abraham? (What was us)
        What about death again? (ooo, ooo)
        Do we give a damn?

        Aaaaaaaaah Oooeeeeooh
        Aaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh
        Last edited by reismark; January 22, 2002, 17:00.
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        • WHAT?! PEggy can't die! no!!!this is worse than

          george harrison dying! well..at least in my book.

          Fly Away from Here by Aerosmith

          You gotta find a way
          Yeah, I can't wait another day
          Ain't nothin' gonna change
          If we stay around here
          I gotta do what it takes
          Because it's all in our hands
          We all make mistakes
          Yeah, but it's never to late to start again (yeah yeah)
          Take another breath
          And say another prayer

          Then fly away from here
          To anywhere
          Yeah, I don't care
          If we just fly away from here
          Our hopes and dreams
          Are out there somewhere
          Won't let time pass us by
          We'll just fly

          If this life
          Gets any harder now
          It ain't no nevermind
          Ya got me by your side
          And anytime you want (fly fly fly)
          Yeah we catch a train
          And find a better place
          Yeah, 'cause we won't let nothin'
          or no one keep gettin' us down
          maybe you and I
          Could pack our bags and hit the sky

          Then fly away from
          To anywhere
          Yeah, I don't care
          If we just fly away from here
          And our hopes and dreams
          Are out there somewhere
          I won't let time pass us by
          We'll just fly

          Do you see a bluer sky now
          You could have a better ride now
          Open your eyes

          Bacause no one here can ever stop us
          They can try but we won't let them
          No way-ay-ay-ay-yeah-ah

          maybe you and I
          Could pack our bags and say goodbye

          Then fly away from here
          To anywhere
          No honey I don't care
          If we just fly away from here
          And our hopes and dreams
          Are out there somewhere
          Fly away from here (ya ya ya)
          Yeah anywhere
          Now honey, I don't I don't I don't fly (yeah)

          We just fly (fly away)
          "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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          • The Space Bewteen-DMB

            You cannot quit me so quickly
            Is no hope in you for me
            No corner you could squeeze me
            But I got all the time for you, love
            The Space Between
            The tears we cry
            Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
            The Space Between
            The wicked lies we tell
            And hope to keep us safe from the pain

            But will I hold you again?
            These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
            Like 'Will it rain today?'
            Waste the hours with talking, talking
            These twisted game we play

            We're strange allies
            With warring hearts
            What wild-eyed beast you be
            The Space Between
            The wicked lies we tell
            And hope to keep us safe from the pain

            Will I hold you again?
            Will I hold...

            Look at us spinning out in
            The madness of a roller coaster
            You know you went off like a devil
            In a church in the middle of a crowded room
            All we can do, my love
            Is hope we don't take this ship down

            The Space Between
            Where you're smiling high
            Is where you'll find me if I get tickled
            The Space Between
            The bullets in our firefight
            Is where I'll be hiding, waiting for you
            The rain that falls
            Splash in your heart
            Ran like sadness down the window into...
            The Space Between
            Our wicked lies
            Is where we hope to keep safe from pain

            Take my hand
            'Cause we're walking out of here
            Oh, right out of here
            Love is all we need here
            The Space Between
            What's wrong and right
            Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you
            The Space Between
            Your heart and mine
            Is the space we'll fill with time
            The Space Between...
            Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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            • for its clear communist message (*)

              Gangsta's Paradise

              COOLIO

              As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
              I take a look at my life and realise there's nuthin' left
              coz I've been blasting and laughing so long, that
              even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
              but I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
              me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of
              you better watch how you're talking, and where you're walking
              or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
              I really hate to trip but i gotta loc
              As I Grow I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
              I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like 
              on my knees in the night, saying prayers in the streetlight.

              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise

              The getto situation, they got me facin'
              I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the stripes 
              so I gotta be down with the hood team
              too much television watching got me chasing dreams
              I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
              got my tin in my hand and a gleam in my eye
              I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger
              and my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
              death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away,
              I'm living life, do or die, what can I say
              I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24
              the way things are going I don't know 

              Tell me why are we, so blind to see
              That the one's we hurt, are you and me
              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
                              
              Power and the money, money and the power (*)
              minute after minute, hour after hour
              everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking
              what's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin'
              they say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
              if they can't undersstand it, how can they reach me
              I guess they can't, I guess they won't 
              I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool

              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
              Tell me why are we, so blind to see
              That the one's we hurt, are you and me
              Tell me why are we, so blind to see
              That the one's we hurt, are you and me

              (fade out)

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              • this songis on constant repeat as of late

                lonestar:

                Cherry Colored Funk by Cocteau Twins

                Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
                You steam our unstable eyes and glass
                Not get passed off through my bird lips as good news

                Still we can find our love down from behind
                Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules

                Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then blues
                Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
                You steam our unstable eyes and glass
                Not get passed off through my bird lips as good news

                You'll have the hardest black and dullest knife
                We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasty
                Still being cried and laughed at before
                Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying
                Still being cried and laughed at from light to blue

                And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque
                And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
                You mind not saying

                He'll have the hardest black and dullest ignite
                Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
                We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy
                Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
                Should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
                Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
                Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key
                "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                • Creep by STP

                  Forward yesterday
                  Makes me wanna stay
                  What they said was real
                  Makes me wanna steal
                  Livin' under house
                  Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
                  All's I gots is time
                  Got no meaning, just a rhyme

                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause I like to steal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

                  I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be

                  Feelin' uninspired
                  Think I'll start a fire
                  Everybody run
                  Bobby's got a gun
                  Think you're kinda neat
                  Then she tells me I'm a creep
                  Friends don't mean a thing
                  Guess I'll leave it up to me

                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  Guess I like to steal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

                  I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be

                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  Guess I like to steal
                  Take time with a wounded hand
                  'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

                  I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be
                  Because I feel as the dawn
                  It fades to gray
                  Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
                  Half the man I used to be
                  "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                  • In Repair
                    by Our Lady Peace

                    Well it's good to know that you'll be okay
                    I've been waiting for this
                    And I'll be there to sit
                    While you pray no one's blaming me
                    I'm not supposed to wait
                    When they open up your heart...

                    I have been good
                    I understood
                    Like a machine they'll fix you from the start
                    I'm in repair
                    The life that we share
                    I know that I'll be lost in
                    But we're always in repair

                    Lock the door, lock the door
                    And it's good to know that you'll drive away
                    From this car crash nightmare
                    And I'll be there to help you again
                    There's no danger
                    We're just killing time again
                    When they order up new parts

                    I have been good
                    I understood
                    Like a machine they'll fix you from the start
                    I'm in repair
                    The life that we share
                    I know that I'll be lost in
                    But we're always in repair

                    Take this time to figure it out
                    Know the wire, the fuse, the things that you doubt
                    The wheels, the air, the metal, the mouth
                    Something, something, something
                    I have been good
                    I understood
                    Like a machine they'll fix you from the start
                    I'm in repair
                    The life that we share
                    I know that I'll be lost in
                    But we're always in repair

                    Take this time to figure it out
                    The wire, the fuse, the things that you doubt
                    The wheels, the air, the metal, the mouth
                    Something, something, something
                    "The issue is there are still many people out there that use religion as a crutch for bigotry and hate. Like Ben."
                    Ben Kenobi: "That means I'm doing something right. "

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                    • Are You Sad?
                      by Our Lady Peace

                      Your life has been so hard
                      It's been dried up angels that can't keep guard
                      I'm trying to reach your hand
                      But I'm on fire
                      I never planned to fade... away
                      Stay with me
                      Stop pretending when they say that you're nothing

                      Are you sad?
                      Are you holding yourself?
                      Are you locked in your room?
                      You shouldn't be..

                      I'm drowning inside your head
                      Help me to answer
                      Help understand
                      But it's been so long since we talked like friends
                      Please, forgive me,
                      I'm just a man
                      Whose makes mistakes

                      Are you sad?
                      Are you holding yourself?
                      Are you locked in your room?
                      You shouldn't be..
                      "The issue is there are still many people out there that use religion as a crutch for bigotry and hate. Like Ben."
                      Ben Kenobi: "That means I'm doing something right. "

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                      • AEroplane by Red Hot CHilli Peppers

                        Looking in my own eyes
                        I can't find the love I want
                        Someone better slap me
                        Before I start to rust
                        Before I start to decompose
                        Looking in my rear view mirror
                        Looking in my rear view mirror
                        I can make it disappear

                        I like pleasure spiked with pain
                        Music is my aeroplane
                        It's my aeroplane
                        Songbird sweet and sour Jane
                        Music is my aeroplane
                        It's my aeroplane

                        Sitting in my kitchen
                        I'm turning into dust again
                        My melancholy baby
                        The star of mazzy must

                        Push her voice inside of me
                        I'm overcoming gravity
                        I'm overcoming gravity
                        It's easy when you're sad to be

                        Just one note
                        Could make me float
                        Could make me float away
                        One note from
                        The song she wrote
                        Could **** me where I lay
                        Just one note
                        Could make me choke
                        One note that's
                        Not a lie
                        Just one note
                        Could cut my throat
                        One could make me die
                        "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                        • FLY ME TO THE MOON
                          peggy lee

                          Fly me to the moon
                          And let me play among the stars
                          Let me see what Spring is like
                          On Jupiter and Mars
                          In other words, hold my hand!
                          In other words, darling, kiss me

                          Fill my heart with song
                          And let me sing forevermore
                          You are all I long for
                          All I worship and adore
                          In other words, please be true!
                          In other words, I love you!
                          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                          • Promised Land
                            Chuck Berry

                            I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,
                            California on my mind.
                            Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,
                            On across Caroline.

                            Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill,
                            And we never was a minute late.
                            We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,
                            Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.

                            We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,
                            Half way 'cross Alabam,
                            And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
                            In downtown Birmingham.

                            Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket,
                            Ridin’ cross Mississippi clean
                            And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
                            Smoking into New Orleans.

                            Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
                            Just help me get to Houston town.
                            There’s people there who care a little 'bout me
                            And they won't let the poor boy down.

                            Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,
                            Put luggage in my hands,
                            And I woke up high over Albuquerque
                            On a jet to the promised land.

                            Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
                            Flying over to the Golden State;
                            The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
                            We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.

                            Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
                            Taxi to the terminal zone;
                            Cut your engines, cool your wings,
                            And let me make it to the telephone.

                            Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
                            Tidewater four ten O nine
                            Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
                            And the poor boy's on the line.
                            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                            • Lee Ann Womack - I Hope You Dance

                              I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
                              You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
                              May you never take one single breath for granted
                              And God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
                              I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
                              Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
                              Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
                              And if you get the chance to sit it out or dance
                              I hope you dance, I hope you dance

                              I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
                              And never settle for the path of least resistance
                              Living might mean taking chances but they're worth taking
                              Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making
                              Don't let some helping heart leave you bitter
                              When you come close to selling out reconsider
                              Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
                              And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
                              I hope you dance, I hope you dance
                              I hope you dance, I hope you dance

                              I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
                              Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
                              promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
                              And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
                              Dance, I hope you dance
                              I hope you dance, I hope you dance
                              "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                              • Blondie - Dreaming

                                When I met you in the restaurant
                                You could tell I was no debutante
                                You asked me what's my pleasure
                                A movie or a measure?
                                I'll have a cup of tea
                                And tell you of my dreaming
                                Dreaming is free
                                Dreaming
                                Dreaming is free

                                I don't want to live on charity
                                Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
                                Reel to reel is living rarity
                                People stop and stare at me
                                We just walk on by
                                We just keep on dreaming

                                Feet feet, walking a two mile
                                Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
                                I never met him, I'll never forget him
                                Dream dream, even for a little while
                                Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
                                Fade away, radiate

                                I sit by and watch the river flow
                                I sit by and watch the traffic go
                                Imagine something of your very own
                                Something you can have and hold
                                I'd build a road in gold
                                Just to have some dreaming

                                Dreaming is free
                                Dreaming
                                Dreaming is free
                                Dreaming
                                Dreaming is free
                                "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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