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Safe at harbor, everything is easy
Off to starboard, daylight comes up fast Now I'm restless for the open water Red flags are flying from the Coast Guard mast They told me to stay I heard all the information I motored away and steered straight ahead Though the weatherman said There's a storm front coming (mood indigo) White water running, the pressure is low Storm front coming (mood indigo) Small craft warning on the radio I've been sailing a long time on this ocean Man gets lonesome, all those years at sea I've got a woman, my life should be easy Most men hunger for the life I lead The morning was gray But I had the motivation I drifted away And ran into more heavy weather off shore There's a storm front coming (mood indigo) White water running, the pressure is low Storm front coming (mood indigo) Small craft warning on the radio We've got a low pressure system and a northeast breeze We've got a falling barometer and rising seas We've got the cumulonimbus and a possible gale We've got a force nine blowing on the Beaufort scale I'm still restless for the open water Though she gives me everything I need She asked me to stay, but I'd done my navigation I drove her away, but I should have known To stay tied up at home There's a storm front coming (mood indigo) White water running, the pressure is low Storm front coming (mood indigo) Small craft warning on the radio |
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Call me a joker, call me a fool
Right at this moment I'm totally cool Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife I feel like I'm in the prime of my life Sometimes it feels like I'm going too fast I don't know how long this feeling will last Maybe it's only tonight Darling I don't know why I got to extremes Too high or too low there ain't no in-betweens And if I stand or I fall It's all or nothing at all Darling I don't know why I got to extremes Sometimes I'm tired, sometimes I'm shot Sometimes I don't know how much more I've got Maybe I'm headed over the hill Maybe I've set myself up for the kill Tell me how much do you think you can take Until the heart in you is starting to break? Sometimes it feels like it will Darling I don't know why I go to extremes Too high or too low there ain't no in-betweens You can be sure when I'm gone I won't be out there too long Darling I don't know why I got to extremes Out of the darkness, into the light Leaving the scene of the crime Either I'm wrong or I'm perfectly right every time Sometimes I lie awake, night after night Coming apart at the seams Eager to please, ready to fight Why do I go to extremes? And if I stand or I fall It's all or nothing at all Darling I don't know why I go to extremes Too high or too low there ain't no in-betweens And if I stand of I fall It's all or nothing at all Darling I don't know why I go to extremes No I don't know why I go to extremes Too high or too low there ain't no in-betweens You can be sure when I'm gone I won't be out there too long Darling I don't know why I go to extremes |
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A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I,face to face A bottle of red, a bottle of white It all depends upon your appetite I'll meet you any time you want In our Italian Restaurant. Things are okay with me these days Got a good job, got a good office Got a new wife, got a new life And the family's fine We lost touch long ago You lost weight I did not know You could ever look so good after So much time. I remember those days hanging out At the village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blue jeans Drop a dime in the box play the Song about New Orleans Cold beer, hot lights My sweet romantic teenage nights Brenda and Eddie were the Popular steadys And the king and the queen Of the prom Riding around with the car top Down and the radio on. Nobody looked any finer Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner We never knew we could want more Than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie would Always know how to survive. Brenda and Eddy were still going Steady in the summer of '75 when they decided the marriage would Be at the end of July Everyone said they were crazy 'Brenda you know you're much too lazy Eddie could never afford to live that Kind of life.' But there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye. They got an apartment with deep Pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears A big waterbed that they bought With the bread They had saved for a couple Of years They started to fight when the Money got tight And they just didn't count on The tears. They lived for a while in a Very nice style But it's always the same in the end They got a divorce as a matter Of course And they parted the closest Of friends Then the king and the queen went Back to the green But you can never go back There again. Brenda and Eddie had had it Already by the summer of '75 Fromhe high to the low to The end of the show For the rest of their lives They couldn't go back to The greasers The best they could do was Pick up the pieces We always knew they would both Find a way to get by That's all I heard about Brenda nd Eddie Can't tell you more than I Told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda And Eddie goodbye. A bottle of red, aa bottle of white Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight I'll meet you anytime you want In our Italian Restaurant. |
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Well I'm on the Downeaster Alexa
And I'm cruisin' through Block Island Sound I have charted a course to the vineyard But tonight I am Nantucket bound We took on diesel back in Mantauk yesterday And left this morning from the bell in Gardiner's Bay Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home Too proud to leave I work my fingers to the bone So I could own my Downeaster Alexa And I go where the ocean is deep There are giants out there in the canyons And a good captain can't fall asleep I got bills to pay and children who need clothes I know there's fish out there but where, God only knows They say these waters aren't what they used to be But I've got people back on land who count on me So if you see my Downeaster Alexa And if you work with the rod and the reel Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis And I still have my hands on the wheel Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa More and more miles from shore every year Since they told me I can't sell no stripers And there's no luck in swordfishing here I was a Bayman like my father was before Can't make a living as a Bayman anymore There ain't much future for a man who works the sea But there ain't no island left for Islanders like me Ya-ya-ya-oh Ya-ya-ya-oh Ya-ya-ya-oh Ya-ya-ya-oh |
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You have to learn to pace yourself Pressure
You're just like everybody else Pressure You've only had to run so far So good But you will come to a place Where the only thing you feel Are loaded guns in your face And you'll have to deal with Pressure You used to call me paranoid Pressure But even you can not avoid Pressure You turned the tap dance into your crusade Now here you are with your faith And your Peter Pan advice You have no scars on your face And you cannot handle pressure All grown up and no place to go Psych 1, Psych 2 What do you know? All your life is Channel 13 Sesame Street What does it mean? Pressure I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale But here you are with your faith And your Peter Pan advice You have no scars on your face And you cannot handle pressure Pressure, pressure One, two, three, four Pressure |
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Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood Hop a flight to Miami Beach Or to Hollywood But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River Line I'm in a New York state of mind I've 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 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 on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and 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 on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line 'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind |
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Harry Truman, Doris Day
Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon Studebaker, television North Korea, South Korea Marilyn Monroe Rosenbergs, H-Bomb Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, The King and I And The Catcher in the Rye Eisenhower, vaccine England's got a new queen Marciano, Liberace Santayana, goodbye 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 Joseph Stalin, Malenkov Nasser and Prokofiev Rockefeller, Campanella Communist Bloc Roy Cohn, Juan Peron Toscanini, Dacron Dien Bien Phu falls "Rock Around the Clock" Einstein, James Dean Brooklyn's got a winning team Davy Crockett, Peter Pan Elvis Presley, Disneyland Bardot, Budapest Alabama, Khrushchev Princess Grace, Peyton Place Trouble in the Suez 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 Little Rock, Pasternak Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou Enlai Bridge on the River Kwai Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle California baseball Starkweather homicide Children of Thalidomide Buddy Holly, Ben-Hur Space monkey, Mafia Hula hoops, Castro Edsel is a no go U-2, Syngman Rhee Payola and Kennedy Chubby Checker, Psycho Belgians in the Congo 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 Hemingway, Eichmann Stranger in a Strange Land Dylan, Berlin Bay of Pigs invasion Lawrence of Arabia British Beatlemania Ole Miss, John Glenn Liston beats Patterson Pope Paul, Malcolm X British politician sex JFK blown away What else do I have to say? 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 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 shore 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 We didn't start the fire But when we are gone It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on 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 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 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 |
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Whoa...(Whoa)...Whoa, whoa whoa...(Whoa, whoa whoa)...
Whoa ho ho oh oh...(Whoa ho ho oh oh)...Whoa oh ooooooooooooooooooh...Whoa! NOW WHAIT A MINUTE!!! Yah yah, yah yah, yah yah!!! I can remember back around 1962...Yah yah, yah yah, yah yah!!! Me and my hoodlum friends used to come here to the Bronx To get some of them White Castle hamburgers! Yah yah, yah yah, yah yah!!! Yeah, and--and as for them, I--I can still taste them from back in 1962 NOW WAIT A MINUTE!!! You know you make me wanna shout Throw my arms up and shout, and kick my heels up and shout Throw my hands up back and shout, come on now, shout Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout...(Shout, shout) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) You know you make me wanna shout Throw my arms up and shout, and kick my heels up and shout And throw my arms up and shout, come on now, shout Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout... Do you remember when you used to be nine years old? * Yeah, and I still remember, from the bottom of my soul, yeah yeah And now that you remember, you're old enough to know, yeah yeah yeah You won't believe me, hey, you want to let me go I want you to know (Hey, hey, hey) I want you to know right now (Hey, hey, hey) If you ever leave me(Hey, hey, hey) I don't want nobody else (Hey, hey, hey) If you ever leave me (Hey, hey, hey) I refuse to let you go (Hey, hey, hey) I want you to know (Hey, hey, hey) I want you to know (Hey, hey, hey) You know you make me wanna shout Throw my arms up and shout and kick my heels back and shout Now throw my hands up and shout, I gotta get back and shout, come on now, shout Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout... Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout...Come on now, shout... Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Cuma cuma cuma cuma (Cuma cuma cuma cuma) Cuma cuma cuma cuma (Cuma cuma cuma cuma) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Let me hear you say shout, shout, shout A li'l' bit softer now, a li'l' bit softer now, a li'l' bit softer now, a li'l' bit softer now Just a li'l' bit softer now, just a li'l' bit softer now, just a li'l' bit softer now Just a li'l' bit softer now, just a li'l' bit softer now, just a li'l' bit softer now Just a li'l' bit softer now, just a li'l' bit softer now...(fade) |
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2, 3, 4
Some people think that she's one of those mink-coated ladies They say she wakes up at one, makes the paparazzi run till dawn Wines and dines with Argentines and Kuwaitis After she sips maragaritas on the White House lawn That's not her style I can tell you that ain't my woman It's just not her style I can tell you, because I'm her man The papers say she was seen in L.A. with a stranger She found a perfect body with a Maserati right outside And then she chartered a Lear when she heard her career was in danger And gave the pilot somethin' extra for a perfect ride That's not her style I can tell you that ain't my woman That's not her style I can tell you, because I'm her man That's not her style I can tell you that ain't my woman You know it's not her style I can tell you, because I'm her man It's not that she's never done something crazy, done somethng wild It's just that she's better at doing whatever suits her style And that's not her style, no, no, no, no, no I've read where it's said that she sleeps in a bed made of satin She's had her face done in every place you can try They say she gets a piece of every lease in Manhattan And says she's thirty when she's really pushing forty-five That's not her style I can tell you that ain't my woman It's just not her style I can tell you, 'cause I'm her man That's not her style I can tell you that ain't my woman It's just not her style I can tell you, 'cause I'm her man That's not her style Woah, that's not her style Woah, that's not my woman Hey, yeah That's not her style |
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I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the Empire State laid low. And life went on beyond the Palisades. They all bought Cadillacs and left there long ago. They held a concert out in Brooklyn To watch the island bridges blow. They turned our power down, And drove us underground, But we went right on with the show. Oooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I saw the ruins at my feet. You know we almost didn't notice it. We'd see it all the time on 42nd Street. They burned the churches up in Harlem, Like in that Spanish Civil War. The flames were everywhere, But no one really cared: It always burned up there before. Ooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I watched the mighty skyline fall. The boats were waiting at the Battery. The union went on strike: They never sailed at all. They sent the carrier out from Norfolk, And picked the Yankees up for free. They said that Queens could stay. They blew the Bronx away, And sank Manhattan out at sea. You know those lights were bright on Broadway, But that was so many years ago: Before we all lived here in Florida, Before the Mafia took over Mexico. There are not many who remember; They say a handful still survive To tell the world about The way the lights went out, And keep the memory alive. |
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Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says, 'Son, can you play me a melody? I'm not really sure how it goes but it's sad and it's sweet And I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes' * Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be He says, 'Bill, I believe this is killing me.' As the smile ran away from his face 'Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place' Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy And probably will be for life And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone *repeat It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, 'Man, what are you doin' here?' |
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