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Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye. Hey hey, my my. Out of the blue and into the black You pay for this, but they give you that And once you're gone, you can't come back When you're out of the blue and into the black. The king is gone but he's not forgotten Is this the story of Johnny Rotten? It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps The king is gone but he's not forgotten. Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye. |
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| 2. |
| 6:33 |
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Well, the cop made the showdown He was sure he was right He had all of the lowdown From the bank heist last night His best friend was the robber And his wife was a thief All the children were killers They couldn't get no relief The bungalow was surrounded When a voice loud and clear Said, Come on out with your hands up Or we'll blow you out of here. There was a face in the window The TV cameras rolled Then they cut to the announcer And the story was told. The artist looked at the producer The producer sat back He said, What we have got here Is a perfect track But we don't have a vocal And we don't have a song If we could get these things accomplished Nothin' else could go wrong. So he balanced the ashtray As he picked up the phone And said, Send me a songwriter Who's drifted far from home And make sure that he's hungry Make sure he's alone Send me a cheeseburger And a new Rolling Stone. Yeah. There's still crime in the city, Said the cop on the beat, I don't know if I can stop it I feel like meat on the street They paint my car like a target I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off Well, I play by their rules That's why I'm doin' it my way I took the law in my hands So here I am in the alleyway A wad of cash in my pants I get paid by a ten year old He says he looks up to me There's still crime in the city But it's good to be free. Yeah. Now I come from a family That has a broken home Sometimes I talk to Daddy On the telephone When he says that he loves me I know that he does But I wish I could see him I wish I knew where he was But that's the way all my friends are Except maybe one or two Wish I could see him this weekend Wish I could walk in his shoes But now I'm doin' my own thing Sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad Although my home has been broken It's the best home I ever had Yeah. Well, I keep gettin' younger My life's been funny that way Before I ever learned to talk I forgot what to say I sassed back to my mom I sassed back to my teacher I got thrown out of Bible school For sassin' back at the preacher Then I grew up to be a fireman Put out every fire in town Put out anything smokin' But when I put the hose down The judge sent me to prison He gave me life without parole Wish I never put the hose down Wish I never got old. |
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| 3. |
| 6:50 |
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How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man How many seas must the white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly Before they are forever banned The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist Before it washed to the sea Yes, and how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind Yes, and how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky Yes, and how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind |
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| 4. |
| 7:04 |
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People, pick up on what I'm puttin' down now Welfare mothers make better lovers Down at every Laundromat in town now Welfare mothers make better lovers While they're washin' you can hear this sound now Welfare mothers make better lovers Divorcee! Hard to believe that love is free now Welfare mothers make better lovers Out on the street with the whole family now Welfare mothers make better lovers Hard to believe that love is free now Welfare mothers make better lovers Divorcee! People, pick up on what I'm puttin' down now Welfare mothers make better lovers Down in every Laundromat in town now Welfare mothers make better lovers While they're washin' you can hear this sound now Welfare mothers make better lovers Divorcee! |
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| 5. |
| 10:01 |
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Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to start You gotta take the first step You gotta grow to be tall And then she me told something, something that I'll never forget. You got love to burn. You better take your chance on love. You got to let your guard down You better take a chance, A chance on love. Take chance on love On love. In the valley of hearts there's a house full of broken windows And the lovers inside just quarrel all the time Why'd you ruin my life? Where you takin' my kid? And they hold each other saying: How did it come to this? You got love to burn. You better take your chance on love. You got to let your guard down You better take a chance, A chance on love. Take chance on love On love. Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to start You gotta take the first step You gotta grow to be tall And then she me told something, something that I'll never forget. |
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| 6. |
| 4:45 |
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I wanna live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With a cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes and waits between shows For his cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see your baby loves to dance Yeah...yeah...yeah. |
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| 7. |
| 6:14 |
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Well, I saw an old man walking in my place And he looked at me, it could have been my face He's words were kind but he's eyes were wild He said: I got load to love, but I want one more child. There's a mansion on the hill Psychedelic music fills the air Peace and love live there still In that mansion on the hill. Around the next bend, take the highway to the sun Or the rocky road, it really don't matter which one I was in hurry but that don't matter now 'Cause I have to get off that road of tears somehow. There's a mansion on the hill Psychedelic music fills the air Peace and love live there still In that mansion on the hill. |
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| 8. |
| 7:10 |
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Mindless drifter on the road (why do I) Carry such an easy load (why do I) It's how you look, and how you feel (why do I) You must have a heart of steel (why do I) Why do I keep fuckin' up I can see you on a hill (why do I) Comatose but walking still (why do I) Curves beneath your flowing gown (why do I) Only I could bring you down (why do I) Why do I keep fuckin' up Dogs that lick and dogs that bite (why do I) Hounds that howl through the night (why do I) Broken leashes are all over the floor (why do I) Keys left hanging in a swinging door (why do I) Why do I keep fuckin' up Keep fuckin' up |
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| 9. |
| 9:47 |
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He came dancing across the water With his galleons and guns Looking for the new world In that palace in the sun. On the shore lay Montezuma With his coca leaves and pearls In his halls he often wondered With the secrets of the worlds. And his subjects gathered 'round him Like the leaves around a tree In their clothes of many colors For the angry gods to see. And the women all were beautiful And the men stood straight and strong They offered life in sacrifice So that others could go on. Hate was just a legend And war was never known The people worked together And they lifted many stones. They carried them to the flatlands And they died along the way But they built up with their bare hands What we still can't do today. And I know she's living there And she loves me to this day I still can't remember when Or how I lost my way. He came dancing across the water Cortez, Cortez What a killer. |
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| 10. |
| 5:59 |
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Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail And it's less than a mile away I hope they didn't come to stay It's got numbers on the side and a gun And it's makin' big waves. Daddy's gone, my brother's out hunting in the mountains Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy-Lou So the Powers That Be left me here to do the thinkin' And I just turned twenty-two I was wonderin' what to do And the closer they got, The more those feelings grew. Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassurin' He told me, Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin' But when the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin' Raised my rifle to my eye Never stopped to wonder why. Then I saw black, And my face splashed in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger Think of me as one you'd never figured Would fade away so young With so much left undone Remember me to my love, I know I'll miss her. |
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| 11. |
| 9:17 |
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Long ago in the book of old, Before the chapter where dreams unfold A battle raged on the open page, Love was a winner there overcoming hate Like a little girl who couldn't wait. Love and only love will endure Hate is everything you think it is Love and only love will break it down Love and only love, will break it down Break it down, break it down. Tomorrow is a long long time if you're a memory Trying to find peace of mind Spirit come back to me, Give me strength and set me free Let me hear the magic in my heart. Love and only love will endure Hate is everything you think it is Love and only love will break it down Love and only love, will break it down Break it down, break it down. Long ago in the book of old, Before the chapter where dreams unfold A battle raged on the open page, Love was a winner there overcoming hate Like a little girl who couldn't wait. Love and only love will endure Hate is everything you think it is Love and only love will break it down Love and only love. |
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| 12. |
| 8:40 |
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There's colors on the street
Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes There's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' We'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan But I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can CHORUS Keep on rockin' in tthe free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world I see a woman in the night With a baby in here hand There's an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away And she's gone to get a hit She hates her life And what she's done to it There's one more kid That will never go to school Never get to fall in love Never get to be cool CHORUS We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, machine gun hand We got department stores And toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people Says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn Got roads to drive CHORUS |
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| 13. |
| 14:01 |
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Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar, Dancing on the light from star to star. Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are, I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream, You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream. You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. |
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| 14. |
| 5:00 |
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Farmer John, I'm in love with your daughter Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes I love the way she walks, i love the way she talks I love the way she wiggles, she wiggles she walks Farmer John, I'm in love with your daughter Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes Farmer John, I'm in love with your daughter Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes I love the way she walks, I love the way she talks I love the way she moves, she moves, she moves me Farmer John, I'm in love with your daughter Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes Farmer John, I'm in love with your daughter Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes |
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| 15. |
| 8:46 |
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Tonight's the night
Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van A sparkle was in his eye But his life was in his hands Well, late at night When the people were gone He used to pick up my guitar And sing a song in a shaky voice That was real as the day was long Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon If you never heard him sing I guess you'll want to soon 'Cause people let me tell you It sent a chill up and down my spine When I pick up the telephone And heard that he'd died Out on the mainline. Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van Well, early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon. Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night |
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| 16. |
| 5:20 |
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It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition, And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament. But before too long I might see those flashing red lights Look out, mama, 'cause I'm comin' home tonight. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. I'm not goin' back to Woodstock for a while, Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile. I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. |
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