A Song For You. (Lyrics Thread)

[OneFootInTheGrave]

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Bob Dylan

[Clear Skies]

Eyes On Me - Faye Wong
from Final Fantasy VIII

I never sang my songs
On the stage, on my own
I never said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar

My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
My last night here with you?
Maybe yes, maybe no
I kind of liked it your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you?

Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

So let me come to you
Close as I wanted to be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you?

Darling, so share with me
Your love if you have enough
Your tears if you're holding back
Or pain if that's what it is
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voice
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming

Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

[SlowwHand]

Lowdown
Boz Scaggs

Baby's into running around
Hanging with the crowd
Putting your business in the street talking out loud
Saying you bought her this and that
And how much you done spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy you better bring the chick around
To the sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) taught her how to talk like that
(Who I wonder who) gave her that big idea

Nothing you can't handle nothing you ain't got
Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes
Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess
Hey son better get back to town
Face the sad old truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) put those ideas in your head
(Who I wonder who) yeah
Come on back down little son
Dig the low low low low lowdown

You ain't got to be so bad got to be so cold
This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a Jones for this Jones for that
This running with the Joneses boy
Just ain't where it's at
You gonna come back around
To the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) got you thinking like that boy
(Who I wonder who)
(Who I wonder who said who I wonder who)
Oh look out for that lowdown
That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who ohh ohh)
Got you thinking like that

[boann]

Lonestar
Not A Day Goes By

Got a picture of you I carry in my heart
Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark
Got a memory of you I carry in my soul
I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold
If you asked me how I'm doin' I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night
Thinkin' you might call me if your dreams don't turn out right
And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark
Wishin' you were next to me, your head against my heart
If you asked me how I'm doing I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

Minutes turn to hours, and the hours to days
Seems it's been forever that I've felt this way

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

[self biased]

orgy, stitches.

If it stayed i'd never leave it
If that turned around
I'd grieve the special dirty things that we used to talk about
I mean that loving you is strange
And adored by me throughout oh no it's you again
Someday soon you'll find that someone
Waiting for the chance to beat you
Drooling on the set to feel you
Blessing you with every kiss

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill

Such the patient one who needs me
The spoiled one who wins
So shocking where's your sense
Don't you know i hate you, ohoh
Unsatisfied,you little girl.

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill

Rolling dice and seeming queer
Bastard love,a sick affair
Let's see what new disease you'll fetch
I mean that ****ing you is strange
And adored by me throughout
Oh no it's you again
Blessing you with every kiss

So precious you know this hate of mine exploded
I'm so deranged you know
I will never be the same

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness cause your the death of me
So precious loving the thrill

[Lonestar]

I hate that group.


Ass Hole
Dennis Leary

Folks
I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me,
About you,
About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottoms of our chests,
About that special feelting we get in the kockles of our hearts
Or maybe below the kockles,
Maybe in the sub kockle area,
Maybe in the liver,
Maybe in the kidneys,
Maybe even in the colon,
We don't know

I'm just a regular joe,
With a regular job.
I'm your average white,
Suburbanite slob.
I like football, and porno, and books about war.
I've got an average house,
With a nice hardwood floor.
My wife, and my job, my kids, and my car,
My feet on the table,
With a Cuban cigar.
But sometimes that just ain't enough,
To keep a man like me interested,
Oh no, no way, uh uhh.
No I gotta go out and have fun,
At someone elses expense,
Oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,

I drive really slow,
In the ultra fast lane,
while people, behind me, are going insane.

I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, what an ass hole)
I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, such an ass hole)

I use public toilets,
And I piss on the seats,
I walk around in the summer time,
Sayin' "How about this heat?"

I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, what an ass hole)
I'm an ass hole
(he's the worlds biggest ass hole)

Sometimes I park in handicaped spaces,
While handicaped People, make handicaped faces,

I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, what an ass hole)
I'm an ass hole
(he's a big f*cking ass hole)

Maybe I shouldnt be singing this song,
Ranting and raving and carring on,
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong.
NAAAHHHHH

I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, what an ass hole)
I'm an ass hole
(he's the worlds biggest ass hole)

You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadaliac Eldorado Convertable,
Hot Pink!
With whale skin hub caps,
An all leather cow interior,
And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights.
YEAH!
And I'm gonna drive around in that baby,
At 115 miles per hour,
Getting one mile per gallon,
Sucking down quarter pounder cheeseburgers from McDonalds in the old-fasioned non-biodegradable styrafoam containers.
And when I'm done sucking down those grease ball burgers,
I'm gonna wipe my mouth in the American flag,
And then I'm gonna toss the styrafoam containers right out the side,
And there ain't a God damn thing anybody can do about it,
You know why?
'Cause we got the bombs, that's why.
Two words, Nuclear F*cking Weapons OK.
Russia, Germany, Romania,
They can have all the democracy they want.
They can have a big democracy cake,
Walk right through the middle of Tienemen Square,
And it won't make a lick of difference,
Because we got the bombs OK!
John Wayne's not dead,
He's frozen.
And as soon as we find a cure for cancer, we're gonna thaw out the duke.
And he's gonna be pretty pissed off,
You know why?
Have you ever taken a cold shower?
Well multiply that by 15 million times,
That's how pissed off the duke's gonna be.
I'm gonna get the duke,
And John Desimeties,
And Lee Marvinhaugh
And Sam Beckinforth,
And a case of whiskey,
And drive down to Texas,
And,
(hey, Hey, You know you really are an ass hole)
Why don't you shut up and sing the song pal,
You know the whole time I thought I was that ass hole,
And it turns out it was him,
What an ass hole

I'm an ass hole
(he's an ass hole, what an ass hole)
I'm an ass hole
(he's the worlds biggest ass hole)

A, SS, HO, LE
Everybody,
A, SS, HO, LE

I'm an ass hole, and I'm Proud of it!

[SlowwHand]

GYPSY EYES
Jimi Hendrix

WELL I REALIZES I'VE BEEN HYPNOTIZED
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES

ALL RIGHT
GYPSY

WAY UP IN MY TREE I'M SITTING BY MY FIRE
WONDERIN' WHERE IN THIS WORLD MIGHT YOU BE
AND KNOWN' ALL THE TIME
YOUR STILL ROLLIN' ALONG THE COUNTRY SIDE
DO YOU STILL THINK ABOUT ME?

OH MY
GYPSY

WELL I WALKED RIGHT ON UP TO YOUR REBBLE ROAD SIDE
THE ONE THAT RAMBLES ON FOR A MILLION MILES
YES I WALKED DOWN THIS ROAD SEARCHING FOR YOUR LOVE
AND I FOUND SOME TOO
BUT I FOUND HER I AIN'T GONNA LET GO

I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU
THE TEARS IN YOUR EYES OH THAT GIRL'S TRYIN' TO SAY
OH LITTLE GIRL YOU KNOW I COULD LOVE YOU
BUT FIRST I MUST MAKE MY GETAWAY
TWO STRANGE MEN FIGHTIN' TO THE DEATH OVER ME TODAY
I'LL TRY AND MEET YOU BY THE OLD HIGHWAY
HEY!

WELL I REALIZE THAT I'VE BEEN HYPNOTIZED
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES
I LOVE YOU GYPSY EYES

I'VE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG
I THINK THEY MADE ME LOSE THE BATTLE
DOWN AGAINST THE ROAD MY WORRY KNEES
OFF TO THE SIDE I FALL BUT I HEAR HER SWEET CALL
MY GYPSY EYES FINE AND I'VE BEEN SAVED
OH I'VE BEEN SAVED
THAT'S WHY I LOVE YOU
I SAID I LOVE YOU
LORD I LOVE YOU

[SlowwHand]

Texan Love Song
Elton John


I heard from a friend you'd been messing around
With a cute little thing I'd been dating uptown
Well I don't know if I like that idea much
Well you'd better stay clear I might start acting rough

You out of town guys sure think you're real keen
Think all of us boys are homespun and green
But that's wrong my friend so get this through your head
We're tough and we're Texan with necks good and red

So it's Ki yi yippie yi yi
You long hairs are sure gonna die
Our American home was clean till you came
And kids still respected the president's name

And the eagle still flew in the sky
Hearts filled with national pride
Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
Goddamit you're all gonna die

How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it's made for us workers who sweat spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues

Well I'm gonna quit talking and take action now
Run all of you fairies clean out of this town
Oh I'm dog tired of watching you mess up our lives
Spending the summertime naturally high

[Bereta_Eder]

The Donnas
Take It Off



I'm on my second drink
But I've had a few before...
I'm tryin' hard to think
And I think that I want you on the floor
Uh huh, yeah on the floor!

(chorus)
Go on and take it off
(echo) Take it off!
Shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
(echo) Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see

Need your love 1,2,3
Stop starin' at my D cup
Don't waste time, just give it to me
C'mon baby, just feel me up
C'mon, just give it up

(chorus)
Go on and take it off
(echo) Take it off!
Shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
(echo) Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see

Forget the application...
You're the right guy for the task
Let me take you on vacation
Just do it, you don't have to ask!

(chorus)
Go on and take it off
(echo) Take it off!
Shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
(echo) Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see
Take it off
(echo) Take it off!
Take it off baby, for me
Take it off
(echo) Take it off!
Take it off baby, for me.

[Bereta_Eder]

Afghan Whigs
Gentlemen

Your attention, please
Now turn off the light
Your infection, please
I haven't got all night

Understand, do you understand?
Understand, I'm a gentleman

I stayed in too long
But she was the perfect fit
And we dragged it out so long this time
Started to make each other sick
But now I've got time for you
For you, you, you and me too
Well, come and get it, come and get it
'Cause I'm done

Understand, do you understand?
Understand, I'm a gentleman

I waited for the joke, it never did arrive
And words I thought I'd smoke
Let me in I'm cold
All messed up but nowhere to go
You got indecision, and indecision is my enemy
Unlock the cabinet, hey hey hey
I'll take whatever you got
Now I'm on it, now I'm on it
And you're done

I waited for the joke
It never did arrive
And words I thought I'd choke
I hardly recognize

[Bereta_Eder]

And a political song!

Iron Maiden
2 Minutes to Midnight


Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Some blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death.

CHORUS
The killer's breed or the demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout let the creatures out
We'll show the unbelievers
The napalm screams of human flames
Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy,
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

CHORUS

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song,
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

CHORUS

Midnight...all night...

[SlowwHand]

Two For Tuesday; Tom Waits

Cemetery Polka

Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
Plays accordion for Mr. Weiss


Uncle Biltmore and Uncle William
Made a million during World War Two
But they're tightwads and they're cheapskates
And they'll never give a dime to you


Auntie Mame has gone insane
She lives in the doorway of an old hotel
And the radio is playing opera
All she ever says is Go to hell


Uncle Violet flew as a pilot
And there ain't no pretty girls in France
Now he runs a tiny little bookie joint
They say he never keeps it in his pants


Uncle Bill will never leave a will
And the tumor is as big as an egg
He has a mistress, she's Puerto Rican
And I heard she has a wooden leg


Uncle Phil can't live without his pills
He has emphysema and he's almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind


Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion for Mr. Weiss

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Drunk On The Moon


Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift
Neath the cement stroll
Catch the midnight drift
Forgot you and Charlie
In the newspaperness
Grifting hot-horse tips
On who's running the best


And I'm blinded by the neon
Don't try and change my tune
'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I'm drunk on the moon


And the moon's a silver slipper
It's pouring champagne stars
Broadway's like a serpent
Pulling shiny top-down cars
Laramer is teeming
With that undulating beat
And some Bonneville is screaming
It's way wilder down the street


(Chorus)


Hearts flutter and race
The moon's on the wane
Tarts mutter their dream hopes
The night will ordain
Come schemers and dancers
Cherry delight
As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound
And it cuts throught the night


And I've hawked all my yesterdays
Don't try and change my tune
Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I'm drunk on the moon

[SlowwHand]

I've Got A Thing About Seeing My Grandson Grow Old
Cat Stevens


I buy the nicest things from a super market store
Vitamin land and marzipan and I know just what they're all for
I've organized my useless life in a way I've never done before
Even visit the dentist now

But I've got no time for silly chitter chatter
I'm on my way
Cause while my blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter
I'm hoping to stay
'Cause I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow old

I just can't wait to see that city on the moon
With air conditioned gardens that'll play your favorite tune
I'll see my feet upon that street if it's the last thing that I'll do
Even sweep the roads to be there

But I've got no time for silly chitter chatter
I'm on my way
Cause while my blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter
I'm hoping to stay
'Cause I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow old

I'll see my feet upon that street if it's the last thing that I'll do
Even sweep the roads to be there

But I've got no time for silly chitter chatter
I'm on my way
Cause while my blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter
I'm hoping to stay
'Cause I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow old

[Clear Skies]

Billy Bragg - Take Down The Union Jack

Take down the Union Jack, it clashes with the sunset
And put it in the attic with the emperor’s old clothes
When did it fall apart? Sometime in the 80s
When the Great and the Good gave way to the greedy and the mean
Britain isn’t cool you know, its really not that great
It's not a proper country, it doesn’t even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union that’s passed its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack, it clashes with the sunset
And ask our Scottish neighbours if independence looks any good
‘Cos they just might understand how to take an abstract notion
Of personal identity and turn it into nationhood
Is this the 19th century that I’m watching on TV?
The dear old Queen of England handing out those MBEs
Member of the British Empire - that doesn’t sound too good to me

Take down the Union Jack, it clashes with the sunset
And pile up all those history books, but don’t throw them away
They just might have some clues about what it really means
To be an Anglo hyphen Saxon in England dot co dot uk
To be an Anglo hyphen Saxon in England dot co dot uk

[C0ckney]

saint etienne - only love can break your heart

when you were young and on your own
how did it feel to be alone
i was always thinking of games that i was playing
trying to make the best of my time

but only love can break your heart
try to be sure right from the start
yes only love can break your heart
but if your world should fall apart

i have a friend i've never seen
he hides his head inside a dream
someone should call him and see if he can tell us
trying to miss a girl that he's found

but only love can break your heart
try to be sure right from the start
yes only love can break your heart
but if your world should fall apart

i was always thinking of games that i was playing...(fades)