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(Pack - Drummond)
Sometimes I think about the only way That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying I sit in the corner of a hotel room With a room service menu and I'm looking at the moon, I'm crying I'm out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin' That I don't miss you, though I do You've got me shaking, praying, trying to keep from sayin' That I don't miss you, though I do, You know I do... Livin' out here you soon come to know That it ain't how good you are as much as who you know and how you fake it Working this dive it's a matter of time 'Cause I'm a good lead player got a way with a line And I can make it And when the day breaks dawn Something is in my room When all my faith is gone Something begets my gloom I'm out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin' That I don't miss you, though I do You've got me shaking, playing, trying to keep from sayin' That I don't miss you, though I do Well, you know I do. Yes.I do Sometimes I think about the only time That I'll ever be happy in my own mind is dying... |
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| 2. |
| 2:15 |
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(Puerta)
Art beware. its all been done There's nothing new under the sun Yeah What a waste of my time So take heed of all new schemes Just variations on old themes Yeah How could I be so blind? It's sad when you've got it down to a pat thing Sad thing is all you'll have It's sad when you've got it down to some sure thing Sure thing but it's old hat Art beware. it's all been done There's nothing new under the sun (critic's chorus): "Haven't we heard your song Yeah Somewhere else before, son? That was nice, good try son, but... " What a waste of my time" |
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| 3. |
| 4:53 |
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(Puerta-Pack)
You come alive at quarter to three You make haste for a taste In the parking lot of misery So down it goes, And up goes your need So you're fine for the time. But you're on the line, Not in between What can this stuff do to me? Apothecary, some more of the same today Fills that need You're late again for chemistry class You were up in the lab With your chemical head in a flask The truth is though, Your mind is a mess You've just taken a dose Now you're comatose in Pandora's chest How could I do this to me? Apothecary, oh please, where's the antidote? For me Looking for ways you can let it out Sleep in the days, for tonight you'll roam about Pull all the stops; you begin to shout Life's a big dream and you sleep 'Till you come out Come out Fill my need, Apothecary Fill my need, Apothecary |
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| 4. |
| 4:29 |
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(Drummond)
If heaven could find me somebody Someone to hold me when I sleep If heaven could find me somebody Someone to show me what I need I need someone to love me I need someone to care Watching each day pass so slowly Gets to me more than I can bear I've been waiting here for so long You're not even near Yeah, yeah... You shattered my illusions When you left me Had me down crawling on my knees, Hoping each day you'd come and find me; Hoping you'd see my misery I need someone to love me I need someone to care Watching each day pass so slowly Gettin' me more than I can bear I've been waiting here for so long You're not even near You're not even near If heaven could find me somebody Someone to hold me when I sleep If heaven could find me somebody Someone to show me what I need I need someone to love me I need someone to care Watching each day pass so slowly Gets to me more than I can bear I've been waiting here for so long And you're not even near You're not even near You're not even near |
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| 5. |
| 4:44 |
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I don't know how
This whole business started Of you thinkin' that I had been untrue But if you think that We'd be better parted It's gonna hurt me but I'll break away from you Well, just give me the sign And I will be gone, yeah That's how much I feel Feel for you baby How much I need I need your touch How much I live I live for your lovin' That's how much That's how much That's how much That's how much, ooh Sleep alone and Late at night I'm dreamin' Of the togetherness That seems to be leavin' me Oh no, I'd give it all and Then I'd, give some more If you would only love me Like you had before Oh, take hold of my hand And all will be forgiven That's how much I feel Feel for you baby How much I need I need your touch How much I live I live for your lovin' That's how much That's how much That's how much That's how much So you try Try to stay in the middle And then you cry Well, you cry just a little Then we both realize Just how foolish you've been Ooh, and you try to make amends But you're better off as friends 'Cause that's how much That's how much That's how much That's how much, ooh How's your life been goin' on? I got a wife now Years we've been going strong Oh no, there's just something That I got to say Sometimes when we make love I still can see your face Ooh, just try to recall When we were as one, yeah That's how much I feel Feel for you baby How much I need I need your touch How much I live I live for your loving That's how much That's how much |
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| 6. |
| 4:43 |
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(Pack)
Whatever it is you need, better take what you can to feed it In a world of hunger and greed lives a heart thats truly bleedin' Now the question of me and you is just remainin' a mystery I guess it just goes to prove that you never really did love me So you might just ask your mama If that's the way it should be Well, you might just ask your conscience If I left you or you left me Well, you say that you want somebody Who's gonna treat you like a queen When you don't even have the time of day For the things that mean a lot to me I hoped that we'd piece it together And put an end to the misery But these things take forever, And it never did occur to me That you might go home to mama And that's the way it'd be Well, you might just ask your conscience If I left you where you left me You left me dancin' by myself Dancin' by myself And I can't find no one else Can't find no one else You left me dancin' by myself Dancin' by myself And I don't want no one else Yeah Dancin', Dancin' So you might just ask your mama If that's the way it should be You might just ask your conscience If I left you where you left me You left me dancin' by myself Dancin' by myself And I can't find no one else Can't find no one else You left me dancin' by myself Dancin' by myself And I don't want no one else Dancin' , and I can't find no one, can't find No one else |
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| 7. |
| 3:52 |
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(Puerta-Pack)
I was living in Angola, Reading in the paper 'Bout the new depression Got the States upset Still, I just can't see How only one TV And two slightly used cars Causes such regrets In this country such as ours, If we had these things, We would either be European Or descend from kings Oh! Sometimes, you know, I hunger for more than food, For more than the shelter From the cold monsoons I'd like swimmin' pools And refrigerated air And an extra room to spare (No more ten to a room), And a thinking color set With a close-up zoom But in this country such as ours, If we had these things, We'd be a U.N. delegation Or a visiting queen Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And you remember well The day when old Wall Street fell And do you fear it again? Still there is one major difference In just how we see some things What you call poor we call prosperity Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh! Sometimes, you know, I hunger for more than food, For more than the shelter From the cold monsoons I'd like swimmin' pools And refrigerated air And an extra room to spare (No more ten to a room), And a thinking color set With a close-up zoom But in this country such as ours, If we had these things, We'd be a U.N. delegation Or a visiting queen Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Living in Angola ... |
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| 8. |
| 2:49 |
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(Puerta-Pack)
Heart to heart Soul to soul Feeling lost Everywhere I go Love to love Or hold to hold Choose your cost Be it pain or Be it gold Ain't there nothin' In this world You can count on? Ain't there nothin' In this world to believe? Save a gypsy's song When she's singin' With a violin sweet? Heart to heart Soul to soul Feeling lost Everywhere I go If only, my love, You would try, love, You could reach me Long enough to teach me All in time,love, Will we find love But it taunts me You don't seem to want me Why does your love haunt me Everywhere I go? Heart to heart Soul to soul Feeling lost Everywhere I go, Everywhere I go |
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| 9. |
| 3:53 |
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(Puerta-Pack-Drummond)
When you've had enough of trouble, Had it up to here, Your mind can't help but wandering To some place gonna get you clear You've had enough of misery You've gotta find you somethin' new And I'd be gone in a wink If I thought I could think Of some place gonna get me through Tryin' to find some breathin' room, A little peace from your case of blues, It's hard to cut the ties that hold you, Get the lead out of your shoes You've had enough of misery You've gotta find you some new clue And I'd be gone in a wink If I thought I could think Of some place gonna get me through Not as you were You really don't need that You tried it out It just didn't work Not as you were Really don't need that Not as you were, were... Oh, if I had some relief Get me out of the rain and the cold Then, I'd be down on my knees Giving thanks for the peace All right When you've had enough of trouble, Had it up to here, Your mind can't help but wandering To some place gonna get you clear Yeah, yeah, yeah Not as you were You really don't need that You tried it out It just didn't work Not as you were Really don't need that Not as you were, were... Not as you were Were..... |
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| 10. |
| 4:55 |
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(Puerta)
I'm 'bout ready for Camarillo My head is goin' fast I'm like some ship out on the ragin' sea That's losin' its mainmast Can't find my direction My thoughts are so confused My problem's that there is no easy way To heal the soul that's been abused Sought to find the diff'rence Between ghosts and reality But who can tell me what's my name, I mean, what is really me? In my dreams, it seems so simple, Such an easy way to be I'm gonna lose myself in someone else Just to find that way to me, Find that way to me Yeah, in my dreams, it seems so simple, Such an easy way to be I'm gonna lose myself in someone else Just to find that way to me, Find that way to me Lord Just about ready Yeah, just about ready Can you hear me now I'm ready I'm about ready Huh I'm yours |
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