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I'm building my body I'm happy when I'm building my body I'm tired of fighting, let's make friends I'm tired of burning both ends That's why I'm building my body It hurts me but I'm building my body And I know what the pain is worth I know I feel the pain of birth I'm pushin' up And gettin' down with my body There's no-one else around with my body One look says I'm a stone disgrace Don't kick no sand in my face Because I'm building my body strong I'm watching what I eat And I'm sorting out right from wrong Hey, not a lot of meat And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking Because I'm building my body I'm peaceful when I'm building my body I'm sweating out mistakes I've made I'm getting back the dues I've paid I'm doing more And getting sore with my body But I'm gaining a rapport with my body And this seems like the perfect time They say I'm in my prime That's why I'm building my body strong I'm thinking at the table And I'm sorting out right from wrong I'm reading every label And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking 'Cause I'm building my body There's someone else inside of my body He's waiting to be born again |
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Wonderful baby livin' on love the
sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes. Wonderful baby nothin' but new, the world has gone crazy, I'm glad I'm not you. At the beginning or is it the end? It goes in and comes out and starts over again. Wonderful baby livin' on love the sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes. Wonderful baby I'll watch while you grow. If I knew the future you'd be first to know. But I don't know nothin' of what life's about, Just as long as you live, you'll never find out. Wonderful baby, nothin' to fear. Love whom you will, but doubt what you hear. They'll whisper sweet things to make untrue. So be good to yourself, that's all you can do. You're a wonderful baby livin' on love the sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes, where babies float by, just counting their toes... |
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You have lived such a gentle life upon this earth
that I am stunned by your sight. If I could give but a token of the love you have, then I might not be this lonely tonight. Let them have their smug and their cool, confined by fashion and peer. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. Bridge: Oh, there are so few brave one's like you. Need I explain? Never wondering what to do, what to venture, what to gain. And, you have loved, in a total way, from flesh to soul. You speak, without coy without pose. Your eyes can see that the emperor has lost his clothes. And what's more, you'll tell the whole world what he stole. Let them have their fad and their fix, confined by fashion and peer. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. |
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McLean Don
Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way I was ridin' on the subway in the afternoon I saw some kids 'a beatin' out a funky tune The lady right in front of me was old and brown The kids began to push her, they knocked her down I tried to help her out but there was just no way A life ain't worth a damn on the street today I passed the ambulance and the camera crews I saw the instant replay on the evening news Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well will you take the car, or will you take the trip? Remove annoying hair from your upper lip What's it really worth? Does she really care? What's the best shampoo that I can use on my hair? Hey what's the real future of democracy? How're we gonna streamline the bureaucracy? Hey, hey, the cost of life has gone sky-high Does the deodorant I'm using really keep me dry? Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well spin the magic wheel and try to break the bank Think about your life when you fill in the blank Here's a game that's real if you wanna try One spot on the wheel that says you must die American roulette is the game we play But no-one wants to have to be the one to pay You get to pass "GO", you get to pass away But before we start our show, here's our sponsor to say: "Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way" Well down in Mexico, the laundry's on the line There's where you can go if you land on the nine Canada is nice if you're fond of ice If you land on the two then we'll send you there twice We interrupt this game for a news release: A man has gone insane and been killed by police! Now back to the game, that's a dangerous play 'Cause if they see you in C-U-B-A you must pass away Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way My supper's on the stove, the war is on the screen Pass the bread and butter while I watch the Marine The shot him in the chest--Pass the chicken breast! The general is saying that he's still unimpressed. "We had to burn the city 'cause they wouldn't agree That things go better with democracy!" The weather will be fair, forget the ozone layer, But strontium showers will be here and there Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well livin' in the country watchin' shadows fall My reception ain't too good in a power stall Bombers in the air, missiles in the sea Chemicals in everything, including me They don't keep their promise in the promised land It's getting mighty hard to find an honest man But coming very soon, a show you'll die to see It's called "The End Of The World", on channel "C" Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way |
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A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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I walk down to the sea
and I saw this crazy man He was looking at me and he said "I have a plan" Yes, he said "I have a plan" He was black from the sun and his eyes were in tears and his hand was so thick from the work of the years Yes, his hand was so thick from the work of the years He said "Please come with me to my home by the sea We can smoke, drink and eat and you'll sit at my feet and I'll tell what I know while the sea breezes blow for I've tried to be free but I'll soon have to go." And his house was his art and, nature, his wish it was sculpted from clay in the shape of a fish it was sculpted from clay in the shape for a fish And the caves in the back had been arched into stone and the creatures he kept made him far from alone Yes, the creatures he kept made him far from alone "I have only one son in Chicago for life He is separate from me and so is my wife and I live in the sun and I hate what they've done to my beautiful sea and what they'll do to me" And we walked from the house for miles by the shore and we picked up the trash that they'd left by his door. Yes, we picked up the trash that they'd left by his door. And the oil and the sludge got stuck to my feet and the fish that were dead were too poisoned to eat. Yes, the fish that were dead were too poisoned to eat. And the blade cut his hand and it's stiff from the scar and the butchers, called doctors, leave you worse than you are and we're all like the butchers we cut into life and we like to see blood on the end of our knife. And someday they will come and bulldoze him down for he has not a permit from the kings of the town No, he has not a permit from the kings of the town And the doctors will come and say he's afraid and they'll ruin this man and destroy what he made And the pictures he kept will be torn from his hand with the beautiful house that he built on the sand |
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Sometimes when I'm thinkin' that love's not around
My heart begins sinkin', I don't hear a sound And the world is in blackness, no light shines on me I suffer no blindness, no one can I see Then a flash from the heavens like a loud jagged wire And the silence is broken, and the night is on fire. Chorus: It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel. Who know's where it strikes or ]when it will hit, How long it will last, or when it will quit. In the forest I'm burning, struck down by the blast The fever is churning, and the heat rises fast. And those standing nearest can show their concern But I swear if they touch me that they too will burn. They fear for their lives for death will soon dwell In the warmth of your love is the fire of hell. Chorus: It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel. Who knows where it strikes or ]when it will hit, How long it will last, or when it will quit. And soon the sparks scatter and wind whips the flame And love will soon shatter what it cannot tame And the cycle continues, from life into dust For I am now in you with the fire of lust. And I hear the explosion, of thunder and rain, The water is falling, the ashes remain. Chorus: It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel. Who knows where it strikes or ]when it will hit, How long it will last, or when it will quit. The Indian's tell us that the Phoenix can rise From the smoldering ashes that once were my eyes And watch beautiful colours from black and from grey Be formed into wings and take me away Where evil is darkness and goodness is light And love is the lightning that cuts through the night And strikes only once in a dark place in time And forms a gold stairway that all of us climb. |
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If you wanna make me happy, here is all you gotta do
Take me where you're going and I'll take care of you 'Cause I got this need that's growing to keep you satisfied And if you keep your green light showing well you can take me for a ride Chorus: 'Cause I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. And I really want you with me baby everywhere Well, I like the way you're moving, and I like a the way you go I like the way you let your locomotion show 'Cause my drivin' wheel is drivin' and my piston's working good And if your motor gives you some trouble baby, I'll take a look underneath your hood (yes, I would) (Chorus) Well, I know you like your transportation with a motor and a rubber wheel, But when you move you cause a transformation in this lover and the way I feel So if you want to make me happy here is all you gotta do Just let me ride your boxcar and I'll hobo with you 'Cause all I got is on my shoulder, I'm walkin' on my trav'lin' shoes and before I get much older I'm gonna kick these lovesick blues (Chorus) Yes, I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. 'Cause I.. (repeat and fade out) |
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I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say 'hello' And though you wished to me well you couldn't tell That I'd been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said to so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying. Crying Crying Crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But, darling, what can I do? While you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying over you Over you Over you |
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Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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