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  • #76
    The Carpenters - Rainy Days and Mondays

    Talkin' to myself and feelin' old
    Sometimes I'd like to quit
    Nothin' ever seems to fit
    Hangin' around
    Nothin' to do but frown
    Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

    What I've got they used to call the blues
    Nothin' is really wrong
    Feelin' like I don't belong
    Walkin' around
    Some kind of lonely clown
    Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

    Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with you
    Nice to know somebody loves me
    Funny, but it seems that it's the only thing to do
    Run and find the one who loves me (the one who loves me)

    What I feel has come and gone before
    No need to talk it out
    We know what it's all about
    Hangin' around
    Nothin' to do but frown
    Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

    Funny, but it seems that it's the only thing to do (only thing to do)
    Run and find the one who loves me

    What I feel has come and gone before
    No need to talk it out
    We know what it's all about
    Hangin' around
    Nothin' to do but frown
    Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
    Hangin' around (hangin' around)
    Nothin' to do but frown
    Rainy days and Mondays always get...
    Me down
    "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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    • #77
      just to jerk your chains:

      The air force song, by Robert Crawford

      "Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
      Climbing high into the sun;
      Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
      At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun now!)
      Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
      Off with one helluva roar!
      We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
      Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!



      Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder,
      Sent it high into the blue;
      Hands of men blasted the world asunder;
      How they lived God only knew! (God only knew then!)
      Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
      Gave us wings, ever to soar!
      With scouts before And bombers galore. Hey!
      Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!
      "A person cannot approach the divine by reaching beyond the human. To become human, is what this individual person, has been created for.” Martin Buber

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      • #78
        New York State of Mind, By Billy Joel


        Some folks like to get away, take a holiday from the neighborhood
        Hop a flight to Miami Beach or Hollywood.
        I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line-
        I'm in a New York state of mind.

        I seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines,
        Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens,
        But I know what I'M needing and I don't want to waste more time-
        I'm in a New York state of mind.

        It was so easy living day by day
        Out of touch with the rhythm and the blues,
        But now I need a little give and take,
        The New York Times, the Daily News...

        It comes down to reality-and it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide,
        Don't care if it's Chinatown or Riverside,
        I don't have any reasons, I've left them all behind-
        I'm in a New York state of mind.

        REPEAT 3RD VERSE

        I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line-
        'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind
        "A person cannot approach the divine by reaching beyond the human. To become human, is what this individual person, has been created for.” Martin Buber

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        • #79
          Triple Shot Thursday; Alan Parsons Project

          "just to jerk your chains:
          The air force song, by Robert Crawford"

          That song always brings a tear to my eye.


          Games People Play

          Where do we go from here now that all other children are growin' up
          And how do we spend our lives if there's no-one to lend us a hand

          I don't wanna live here no more,
          I don't wanna stay
          Ain't gonna spend the rest of my life,
          Quietly fading away

          Games people play,
          You take take it or you leave it
          Things that they say,
          Honor Brite
          If I promise you the Moon and the Stars,
          Would you believe it
          Games people play in the middle of the night

          Where do we go from here now that all of the children have grown up
          And how do we spend our time knowin' nobody gives us a damn

          I don't wanna live here no more,
          I don't wanna stay
          Ain't gonna spend the rest of my life,
          Quietly fading away

          Games people play,
          You take take it or you leave it
          Things that they say,
          Just don't make it right
          If I'm tellin' you the truth right now,
          Do you believe it
          Games people play in the middle of the night

          Games people play,
          You take take it or you leave it
          Things that they say,
          Honor Brite
          If I promise you the Moon and the Stars,
          Would you believe it
          Games people play in the middle of the night

          Games people play,
          You take take it or you leave it
          Things that they say,
          Just don't make it right
          If I'm tellin' you the truth right now,
          Do you believe it
          Games people play in the middle of the night

          --------------------------------------------------------------------

          Damned If I Do

          I ain't got a heart of stone
          I'm hurtin' more now than I've ever known
          If you mean the things you said
          I'm gonna wind up outa of my head
          Can't sleep alone at night
          I just can't seem to get it right
          Damned if I do
          I'm damned if I don't but I love you

          I don't want to tie you down
          Don't need a reason to have you around
          But each time you walk away
          Don't be surprised if I ask you to stay
          Can't sleep alone at night
          I just can't seem to get it right
          Damned if I do
          And I'm damned if I don't but I love you
          Damned if I do
          And I'm damned if I don't but I love you

          I ain't got a heart of stone
          You haven't left me a mind of my own
          But it's got such a hold on me
          I don't think I could ever be free
          How can I survive
          I'm fighting to keep myself alive
          I'm damned if I do
          Damned if I don't but I love you
          Can't seem to see the light
          I've done everything but I can't get it right
          Damned if I do
          I'm damned if I don't but I love you

          --------------------------------------------------------------------

          I Wouldn't Want To Be Like You

          If I had a mind to
          I wouldn't wanna think like you
          And if I had a time to
          I wouldn't wanna talk to you

          I don't care
          What you do
          I wouldn't want to be like you

          If I was high class
          I wouldn't need a buck to pass
          And if I was a fall guy
          I wouldn't need no alibi

          I don't care
          What you do
          I wouldn't want to be like you

          Back on the bottom line
          Diggin' for a lousy dime
          If I hit a mother lode
          I'd cover anything that showed

          I don't care
          What you do
          I wouldn't want to be like you


          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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          • #80
            She's A Beauty (A One In A Million Girl)
            The Tubes



            Step right up and don't be shy,
            because you will not believe your eyes.
            She's right here behind the glass
            and you're gonna like her,
            'cause she's got class.
            You can look inside another world.
            You get to talk to a pretty girl.
            She's everything you dream about...
            but don't fall in love...

            She's a beauty ---
            one in a million girls,
            she's a beauty.
            Why would I lie?
            Why would I lie?

            You can say anything you like,
            but you can't touch the merchandise.
            She'll give you every pennies worth,
            but it will cost you a dollar first.
            You can step outside your little world.
            You can talk to a pretty girl.
            She's everything you dream about...
            but don't fall in love...

            She's a beauty ---
            one in a million girls,
            she's a beauty.
            Why would I lie?
            Why would I lie?
            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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            • #81
              Ah, screw it. Triple Shot Thursday: Joni Mitchell

              Just because Thursdays suck, and Joni cheers me up.

              I Don't Know Where I Stand - for Andy

              Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there
              Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
              Picked up a pencil and wrote "I love you" in my finest hand
              Wanted to send it, but I don't know where I stand

              Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new
              All alone in California and talking to you
              And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned
              I guess it's too early, 'cause I don't know where I stand

              Crickets call, courting their ladies in star-dappled green
              Thickets tall, until the morning comes up like a dream
              All muted and misty, so drowsy now I'll take what sleep I can
              I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand
              I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand


              Last Time I Saw Richard

              The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
              And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
              Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
              You laugh he said you think you're immune
              Go look at your eyes they're full of moon
              You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
              All those pretty lies pretty lies
              When you gonna realise they're only pretty lies
              Only pretty lies just pretty lies

              He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed
              Three buttons and the thing began to whirr
              And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
              And she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close"
              "Richard, you haven't really changed" I said
              It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
              You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming
              Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
              When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
              Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet

              Richard got married to a figure skater
              And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percoator
              And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on
              And all the house lights left up bright
              I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
              I don't want nobody comin' over to my table
              I got nothing to talk to anybody about
              All good dreamers pass this way some day
              Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes
              Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away
              Only a phase these dark cafe days


              Amelia - one of the grestest songs in this world

              I was driving across the burning desert
              When I spotted six jet planes
              Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
              It was the hexagram of the heavens
              it was the strings of my guitar
              Amelia it was just a false alarm

              The drone of flying engines
              Is a song so wild and blue
              It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you
              Then your life becomes a travelogue
              Of picture post card charms
              Amelia it was just a false alarm

              People will tell you where they've gone
              They'll tell you where to go
              But till you get there yourself you never really know
              Where some have found their paradise
              Other's just come to harm
              Oh, Amelia it was just a false alarm

              I wish that he was here tonight
              It's so hard to obey
              His sad request of me to kindly stay away
              So this is how I hide the hurt
              As the road leads cursed and charmed
              I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm

              A ghost of aviation
              She was swallowed by the sky
              Or by the sea like me she had a dream to fly
              Like Icarus ascending
              On beautiful foolish arms
              Amelia it was just a false alarm

              Maybe I've never really loved
              I guess that is the truth
              I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
              And looking down on everything
              I crashed into his arms
              Amelia it was just a false alarm

              I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel
              To shower off the dust
              And I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
              I dreamed of 747s
              Over geometric farms
              Dreams, Amelia - dreams and false alarms
              "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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              • #82
                sloww...you look like alan parsons....

                Where is My Mind by the Pixies

                Ooh, stop.

                With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
                Try this trick and spin it, (yeah) yeah,
                Your head will collapse but there’s nothing in it,
                And you’ll ask yourself:
                “Where is my mind?”

                Way out in the water,
                See it swimming?

                I was swimming in the Caribbean,
                Animals were hiding behind the rocks,
                Except the little fish,
                But they told me this is where it’s gonna talk to me to me to me:
                “Where is my mind?”

                Way out in the water,
                See it swimming?

                With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
                Try this trick and spin it, yeah,
                Your head will collapse but there’s nothing in it,
                And you’ll ask yourself:
                “Where is my mind?”

                Way out in the water,
                See it swimming?
                "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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                • #83
                  First Light--Shadow Gallery 22:51

                  From the first gray light of the morning I've been gone
                  on my journey towards the stars
                  Will I know when I reach the other side?
                  The earth so blue it's like I'm dreaming
                  Now I'm on my way
                  Tainted shadows fall like rain

                  Through the dark vast weight only silence lingers on
                  The origin of existence lies somewhere far far beyond
                  I feel unattached tranquility
                  A hand from the heavens guiding me
                  And wondering where this path will lead
                  In a dream I'm lost and floating through the atmosphere
                  Searchig for significance against Infinity eternity
                  I've been taken by the vast and
                  Humbled by the weight of what I've seen

                  You know they called for heroes
                  Cause heroes carry on
                  I know the world is fading
                  So from the first gray light of the morning I've been gone

                  Now I pray for a better life
                  For all the ones I love
                  We search beyond our reach
                  And turn our gaze above
                  I hope that it's the way
                  To fill our basic needs
                  And my sacrifice not vain
                  And I'll return again

                  The sands will filter through the timeless hourglass
                  As I pass beyond the god of war
                  Distant voices hear them crying out
                  I must seek out new worlds and explore
                  And I know that there just must be a place
                  We will carry on
                  Where our children can be free from the pain
                  The human race
                  It must be somewhere out in space

                  The sands will filter through the timeless hourglass
                  As I pass beyond the god of war
                  Distant voices hear them crying out
                  I must seek out new worlds and explore
                  And I know that there must be a place
                  It Must be somewhere out in space

                  Silver moonbeams reflect the sun
                  Martian Landscapes worlds beyond
                  I touch down with no trace
                  No sign of life on this place
                  Now I feel a surge of energy
                  The deepest passion burns in me
                  Somwhere there is a world not left to die
                  The stars will shine their light down unto me Illuminating
                  The stars will shine their light and I will see
                  Will I find my way?

                  So back to the darkness I fly
                  In search of a hope in the sky
                  I should have known right from the start
                  I'll not return home
                  It seems so surreal as I go
                  The knowledge of science alone
                  Can't save all the people I know
                  That I've left behind

                  The sun I know is growing smaller
                  I drift for days on endless hours
                  And what's there to fear now!
                  No messages are getting through
                  I fall into the black abyss of night I'm gone

                  The pioneering spirit charges the unknown
                  Accept the consequence of risk
                  I'm all alone here
                  Don't know if I'll return and
                  The fate of life is on my heart

                  I left a dying world behind On my way
                  Oh where is our oasis in the sky
                  The future of our race
                  I left a poisoned world behind
                  Now I see there's no Heaven bound oasis in the sky
                  Only dreams

                  I've got no destination helpless I drift on
                  The weight of silence how it's eating at my soul
                  And yet I sense a stirring Something so spiritual
                  I wonder if the fate of mankind
                  Is in the hands of a higher power calling to us all

                  I left a dying world behind On my way
                  only God can stop the spiral down to hell
                  The future of our race
                  I left a poisoned world behind
                  Now I see only Heaven's the oasis in the sky
                  It's my dream
                  Last edited by HolyWarrior; March 6, 2003, 02:47.

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                  • #84
                    Always easy to get along with, I'm going to assume a compliment.

                    Hope You're Feeling Better
                    Santana


                    Is that you
                    Your eyes slowly fading?
                    Is that you
                    Your mind full of tears?
                    Is that you
                    Searching for a good time?
                    Is that you
                    Waiting for all these years?


                    Chorus:
                    And I hope you're feeling better
                    Yes I hope you're feeling good
                    Yes I hope you're feeling better


                    Is that you?
                    Look across the ocean
                    Is that you
                    Thinkin nothing is really there?
                    Is that you
                    Waiting for the sunshine?
                    Is that you
                    When all you see is glare?


                    Chorus


                    Is that you
                    Who never saw your baby?
                    Is that you
                    Who never had a friend?
                    Is that you
                    Moving to a new town?
                    Is that you
                    Will diamonds replace your friends?


                    Chorus
                    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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                    • #85
                      Kirsty MacColl - There's A Guy Works Down The Chip Shop (Swears He's Elvis)

                      Oh darling why'd you talk so fast
                      Another evening just flew past tonight
                      And now the daybreak's coming in
                      And I can't win and it ain't right
                      You tell me all you've done and seen
                      And all the places you have been without me
                      Well I don't really want to know
                      But I'll stay quiet and then I'll go
                      And you won't have no cause to think about me

                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you

                      Oh darling you're so popular
                      You were the best thing new in Hicksville
                      With your mohair suits and foreign shoes
                      News is you've changed your pick-up for a Seville

                      And now I'm lying here alone
                      'Cause you're out there on the phone
                      To some star in New York
                      I can hear you laughing now and
                      I can't help feeling that somehow
                      You don't mean anything you say at all

                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you

                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
                      There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
                      But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
                      I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
                      I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
                      He's a liar and I'm not sure about you


                      Kirsty MacColl & Shane McGowan - Miss Otis Regrets

                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
                      Madam
                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today
                      She is sorry to be delayed
                      But last evening down on Lovers Lane she strayed
                      Madam
                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today

                      When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone
                      Madam
                      She ran to the man who had led her so far astray
                      And from under her velvet gown
                      She drew a gun and shot her lover down
                      Madam
                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today

                      When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail
                      Madam
                      They strung her upon the old willow 'cross the way
                      And the moment before she died
                      She lifted up her lovely head and cried
                      "Madam
                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today"
                      Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today

                      (segues into 'Just One Of Those Things')

                      As Dorothy Parker once said to her boyfriend
                      "Fare thee well"
                      As Columbus announced when he knew he was bounced
                      "It was swell, Isabelle, swell"
                      As Abelard said to Heloise
                      "Don't forget to drop a line to me, please"
                      As Juliet cried in her Romeo's ear
                      "Romeo, why not face the fact my dear"

                      It was just one of those things
                      Just one of those crazy things
                      One of those bells that now and then rings
                      Just one of those things

                      It was just one of those nights
                      Just one of those fabulous flights
                      A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
                      Just one of those things

                      If we'd thought a bit of the end of it
                      When we started painting the town
                      We'd have been aware that our our love affair
                      Was too hot not to cool down

                      So goodbye dear and amen
                      Here's hoping we'll meet now and then
                      It was great fun
                      But it was just one of those things

                      It was just one of those nights
                      Just one of those fabulous flights
                      A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
                      Just one of those things

                      Goodbye dear and amen
                      Here's hoping we'll meet now and then
                      It was great fun
                      But it was just one of those things
                      "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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                      • #86
                        BROADWAY
                        (The Clash)

                        "It ain't my fault
                        It's 6 'o'clock in the morning"
                        He said
                        As he came up out of the night

                        When he found I had no coins to bum,
                        He began to testify
                        Born in a depression
                        Born out of good luck
                        Born into misery
                        - In the back of a truck..

                        I'm telling you this mister
                        Don't be put off by looks
                        I been in the ring and I took those right hooks

                        Oh the loneliness
                        Used to knock me out - harder than the rest

                        And I've worked for breakfast
                        'N I ain't had no lunch
                        I been on delivery and received every punch

                        Suddenly I noticed that it weren't quite the same
                        Feel different one morning maybe it was the rain

                        But everywhere I looked all over the city
                        They're runnin' in an out of the bars
                        Someone stopped for a pick-up driving one of those cars
                        Y'see I allways wanted one of those cars
                        Long black 'n shiny an' pull up to the bars
                        Honk your horn, put down your windows, push yer button,
                        Hear it coming in
                        You can say I can see the light... roll!
                        Forward! Drive! Green lights! Green lights!
                        Intersection city coming a running comeback home I run back
                        Not that strong now
                        Yes who's there now, can I help you? Calling Intel station light

                        Did you put your money in? Yes I put it in
                        It say go, I say go, she say go, so we say go
                        Cos I can see the light all night tonight this night right now
                        Coming on forward motion across the ocean
                        An' up the hills yeh boys let's strike for the hills
                        While that petrol tank is full
                        Gimme a push gimme a pull
                        Gimme a llama gimme a mule
                        Gimme a donkey or gimme a horse

                        Down the avenue
                        So fine
                        In style

                        (R.I.P. Joe Strummer)
                        A true ally stabs you in the front.

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                        • #87
                          WE DIND'T START THE FIRE
                          Billy Joel

                          '49 Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
                          South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

                          '50 Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
                          North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

                          '51 Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
                          Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

                          '52 Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new Queen
                          Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

                          CHORUS
                          We didn't start the fire
                          It was always burning
                          Since the world's been turning
                          We didn't start the fire
                          No we didn't light it
                          But we tried to fight it

                          '53 Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
                          Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

                          '54 Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron
                          Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

                          '55 Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
                          Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

                          '56 Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
                          Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez

                          CHORUS

                          '57 Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
                          Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"

                          '58 Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
                          Starkweather, homicide, Children of Thalidomide

                          '59 Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia
                          Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

                          '60 U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
                          Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

                          CHORUS

                          '61 Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
                          Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

                          '62 "Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
                          Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

                          '63 Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
                          JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say

                          CHORUS

                          '64 - '89 Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
                          Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
                          Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
                          Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

                          "Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
                          Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
                          Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
                          Rock and Roller cola Wars, I can't take it anymore

                          We didn't start the fire
                          It was always burning
                          Since the world's been turning
                          But when we are gone
                          Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...
                          A true ally stabs you in the front.

                          Secretary General of the U.N. & IV Emperor of the Glory of War PTWDG | VIII Consul of Apolyton PTW ISDG | GoWman in Stormia CIVDG | Lurker Troll Extraordinaire C3C ISDG Final | V Gran Huevote Team Latin Lover | Webmaster Master Zen Online | CivELO (3°)

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                          • #88
                            And on this great day
                            Unfortunately I'm limited only to english lyrics songs

                            Patti Smith
                            People Have the Power

                            I was dreaming in my dreaming
                            of an aspect bright and fair
                            and my sleeping it was broken
                            but my dream it lingered near
                            in the form of shining valleys
                            where the pure air recognized
                            and my senses newly opened
                            I awakened to the cry
                            that the people / have the power
                            to redeem / the work of fools
                            upon the meek / the graces shower
                            it's decreed / the people rule

                            The people have the power
                            The people have the power
                            The people have the power
                            The people have the power

                            Vengeful aspects became suspect
                            and bending low as if to hear
                            and the armies ceased advancing
                            because the people had their ear
                            and the shepherds and the soldiers
                            lay beneath the stars
                            exchanging visions
                            and laying arms
                            to waste / in the dust
                            in the form of / shining valleys
                            where the pure air / recognized
                            and my senses / newly opened
                            I awakened / to the cry

                            Where there were deserts
                            I saw fountains
                            like cream the waters rise
                            and we strolled there together
                            with none to laugh or criticize
                            and the leopard
                            and the lamb
                            lay together truly bound
                            I was hoping in my hoping
                            to recall what I had found
                            I was dreaming in my dreaming
                            god knows / a purer view
                            as I surrender to my sleeping
                            I commit my dream to you

                            The power to dream / to rule
                            to wrestle the world from fools
                            it's decreed the people rule
                            it's decreed the people rule
                            LISTEN
                            I believe everything we dream
                            can come to pass through our union
                            we can turn the world around
                            we can turn the earth's revolution
                            we have the power
                            People have the power ...


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                            • #89
                              All Those Years Ago
                              George Harrison


                              I'm shouting all about love
                              While they treated you like a dog
                              When you were the one who had made it so clear
                              All those years ago

                              I'm talking all about how to give
                              They don't act with much honesty
                              But you point the way to the truth when you say
                              All you need is love

                              CHORUS:
                              Living with good and bad
                              I always looked up to you
                              Now we're left cold and sad
                              By someone the devil's best friend
                              Someone who offended all

                              We're living in a bad dream
                              They've forgotten all about mankind
                              And you were the one they backed up to the wall
                              All those years ago
                              You were the one who imagined it all
                              All those years ago

                              All those years ago
                              All those years ago

                              Deep in the darkest night
                              I send out a prayer to you
                              Now in the world of light
                              Where the spirit free of lies
                              And all else that we despised

                              They've forgotten all about God
                              He's the only reason we exist
                              Yet you were the one that they said was so weird
                              All those years ago
                              You said it all though not many had ears
                              All those years ago
                              You had control of our smiles and our tears
                              All those years ago..

                              All those years ago
                              All those years ago...
                              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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                              • #90
                                Great song Master Zen!
                                "In Italy for 30 years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed. But they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love. They had 500 years of democracy and peace. And what did that produce? The cuckoo clock."
                                —Orson Welles as Harry Lime

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