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There's a certain romance about a long haired guitar man
You can close your eyes imagine, and he could be your man With his soft and soothing song you can just be his gal You just turn his records on when you need a good pal. Is it fantasy fascination in the melody man Dare his music touch you deep inside, Feel the touch of his wand With his rock and rolling song you can feel the feeling Just a casual glance from his eyes send your senses reeling... The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound You're inclined to believe all he say when he's sayin' he love you You're entwined around his magnet word, and do what he do With his boogie woogie walk he can make ya looney WIth his lazy crazy talk, can make you act so gooney baby, it make you act so gooney. The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound (Come on shoot me with the...) The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound Come and shoot me full of rock and roll Shoot me, shoot me full of rock and roll... (repeated until end) |
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You may ask a million wise men
You may search a thousand books You may seek friend's consolation And their sympathetic looks They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. All around you life has fallen You watch the pieces scatter fast Your lover heeds another calling Now you're living in the past... They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart. Secret cowboy in the canyon Four wheel driving stallion Country music in his fingers Another girl within his heart He can't tell you what to do He ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. |
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Salvation Stomp
When I heard that crazy music comin' out the scene, That achin', shakin' shuffle down along the Mississippi Queen That rough and randy off-beat, and that funky bass, That slinky, snakey, kinky licorice sticking up the place Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Wild Cat Harry wheelin' great big flying boots Spillin' floorboards as the trumpeter, he go a rooty tooty toot Long haired, lanky lady, black drag delight, yeah Just jiggin' up and down, hey, man, she was a jiggin' out of sight. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Alright now, let's go. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from stomping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Big beer belly, bouncing up and down, Great clouds of reefer coming over from the shady side of town Funky monkey suit and tophat, roll them blood-shot eyes, Just let it all hang out and boogey woogey down to Paradise. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Cool, cool cats. Cool, cool cats. Cool, cool cats. Yeah! |
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| 4:18 |
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Leitch
My father cut his toe off In a rotary lawn mower And my mother burst a blood vessel When my younger brother went to jail. So I told her not to worry Not to get in such a flurry We're just an ordinary family With the usual calamity. When I was just a virgin lad My mother faked a suicide Because she found the tell-tale sign Of puberty upon the sheets. So I told her not to worry Not to get in such a flurry We're just an ordinary family With the usual calamity. We always try to look our best We always take care when we dress We always wear clean underwear In case we're in an accident. When I become a married man With children of my very own Will I lay my inhibitions on And criticise their sexuality ? Will I use them to protect respect ? Will I try to own them flesh and bone ? Or will I be their equal friend ? Encouraging their new ideas ? For the future lies within their hands And the salvation of all these lands Yes, the ordinary family Is the only way to set us free. Set us free, set us free Set us free, set us free Set us free. |
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| 4:45 |
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Leitch
Down the hill from where I live There's a road rolling by Wonder where it's going ? In this house full of doom Discontent in every room And it's daily growing. I'm gonna ride on down those miles I'm gonna ride on down those miles. Hook my thumb out in the air Catch a friend with wheels to share To take me far away from here. It's a trip I gotta take Big decision, mine to make I don't feel any fear. I'm gonna ride on down those miles I'm gonna ride on down those miles. I'm gonna ride on down those miles I'm gonna ride on down those miles I'm gonna ride on down those miles I'm gonna ride on down those miles. Cats are leavin' every day Summer's here, they're on their way Hitchin' down the highway. There's a party goin' on It's gonna last the summer long Sleepin' under the Milky Way. I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles) I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles) I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles) I'm gonna ride on down those miles. Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike ... |
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Sadness is in your eye
Who could have made you cry? My lullaby Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Salty tear down your cheek Drowning the words you speak. My lullaby can dry your every care Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Sweet dream, my baby lie Here in my arms tonight Don't cry I'll hold you tight, And soothe all your worriy away. My lullaby can fly you out of there Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream - Sweet dream, my baby lie Here in my arms tonight Don't cry I'll hold you tight, And soothe all your worries away. Sadness is in your eye Who could have made you cry? Sadness is in your eye Sadness |
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| 2:51 |
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Leitch
Loosen up a little like a vinyl man Do the ticky tocky like an automaton Flash a little glitter from your freaky eye Sock it like a rocket in a purple sky. Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok man Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal. Do the wormy wiggle wiggle 'round and 'round Palpitate and levitate, leave the ground Lose a little juice from your Venus mound Thrust a little lust, a little count me down. Do the Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal. (Count down) 10 (Count down) 9 (Count down) 8 (Count down) 7 (Count down) 6 - 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1. Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal. Spin-a-like-a-gyroscope upon a string Move-a-like-a horoscope a planet ring Do the probe, feel the strobe and slowly bend Phaze-her-with a lazer and amaze your friends. Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal. Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal) Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal) Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal) Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal) … |
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What was I to do? Down day.
Nothing I could do - no way For the sun don't shine in my life since you took your love away. I can't go on... Without your heart within my own, Misty Maiden I am filled with love for you Let me feel the love from you Bring the sun back to my life Lay your golden kiss on me Should you depart Twould break my heart How can I part from the only girl that I have ever loved? You're the love of my life Star of my dreams and my joy You are my sister, mother and child You are everything to this boy. Do not leave me... my love. Now you are my lynn (indecipherable) Baby Want me once again Baby How we both have hurt each other With those lonely years apart But love was kind Had us in mind At the right time we meet once again You're the love of my life Star of my dreams and my joy You are my sister, mother and child You are everything to this boy (repeat chorus) |
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Leitch
The human race is sleeping, half of us are weeping Ignorance is creeping, darkening our way No teacher is teaching, no plan is far reaching The Hawks of Greed are screeching, poisoning our day. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go Your leader is lost and we don't know. Brother, sister aching, fear and mistrust making Giving nought, all taking, emptying the heart The pain of not giving, pretending we're living No one ever forgiving the drama of the dead. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go You may well ask which way to go Your leader is lost and he don't know. Time he is our Master, more quantity and faster Directions to disaster, forgetting all we've learned The children are searching, drugtaking and churching While the old Earth Ship she's lurching all on her starry way. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go You may well ask which way to go Your leader is lost and he don't know. |
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HOW SILLY The politician look
Wearing his public smile Trying to hide his incapacity When it's sticking out a mile With his papier mache wife And his papier trashy life If he sees himself as the man for the job His mirror's telling lies. HOW SILLY the priest of parson looks Striking a holy pose Trying to hide their nakedness With mediaval clothes They're holding a golden key But what it looks like to me If they're holding all the real estate That's your neighborhood poverty. These are just few of the things I've been noticing Dear Politician, Priest & Parson If you really feel like helping : Open up your heart a" That's the helpin' part Open up your heart a" That's at least a start HOW SILLY the Queen of Englang looks Slipping her royalty The essence of noncommitalness In the grand democracy. It's the Hanoverian Strain Erin's isle is not the same For the poet's rhyme, she give us wine We hope for better things from Charles. These are just of the things I've been noticing. Your Royal Majesty, Dear Madame If you really feel like helping: Open up your heart a" That's the helpin' part Let your Christmass message start : ≪A Open up your hearts...A ≫ HOW SILLY The politician looks Wearing his public smile HOW SILLY the Priest or Parson looks Stricking a holy pose HOW SILLY the Queen of England looks HOW SILLY, HOW SILLY, HOW SILLY ! |
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| 2:50 |
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Leitch
Let us try to keep in rhythm with the rolling of our hills For I'm sure it is the remedy to clear up all our ills And we'll seal a bond of family, communion of wills As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Let us try to keep in harmony with every deed we do For we are, you know, one and the same that I reveal to you There's a silent subtle secret between every entity As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. Di, di, di ... Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. Let us try to keep in step with the changing of our times And we'll let a good clean wind blow through the cobwebs in our minds And embrace the Age of Atoms using wisely all we find As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. |
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Why veil the sun?
Why darken the water? a?Thy will be donea? if you think you ought to. No-one can see you when you're on your own. No-one can be you. Take your time don't hurry; It's alright don't worry! You've just begun for to awaken. Do walk, don't run! You're not forsaken. No-one can free you from your own prison. No-one can see youa| Take your time, don't hurry! It's alright, don't worry! -Instrumental Solo- It's alright, don't worry! (final chorus repeated) |
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There's a certain romance about a long haired guitar man
You can close your eyes imagine, and he could be your man With his soft and soothing song you can just be his gal You just turn his records on when you need a good pal. Is it fantasy fascination in the melody man Dare his music touch you deep inside, Feel the touch of his wand With his rock and rolling song you can feel the feeling Just a casual glance from his eyes send your senses reeling... The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound You're inclined to believe all he say when he's sayin' he love you You're entwined around his magnet word, and do what he do With his boogie woogie walk he can make ya looney WIth his lazy crazy talk, can make you act so gooney baby, it make you act so gooney. The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound (Come on shoot me with the...) The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound Come and shoot me full of rock and roll Shoot me, shoot me full of rock and roll... (repeated until end) |
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Salvation Stomp
When I heard that crazy music comin' out the scene, That achin', shakin' shuffle down along the Mississippi Queen That rough and randy off-beat, and that funky bass, That slinky, snakey, kinky licorice sticking up the place Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Wild Cat Harry wheelin' great big flying boots Spillin' floorboards as the trumpeter, he go a rooty tooty toot Long haired, lanky lady, black drag delight, yeah Just jiggin' up and down, hey, man, she was a jiggin' out of sight. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Alright now, let's go. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from stomping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Big beer belly, bouncing up and down, Great clouds of reefer coming over from the shady side of town Funky monkey suit and tophat, roll them blood-shot eyes, Just let it all hang out and boogey woogey down to Paradise. Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along. Cool, cool cats. Cool, cool cats. Cool, cool cats. Yeah! |
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On a lone and windy hilltop beneath a roof of tin
In a little wallpapered bedroom I done my growin'. 'Twas there I dreamt my dreams, I hung my jeans And wandered through my puberty as all do. My mother was a tight nut bound up with false guilt Strapped up in her fearing wall she had built. The independent girl in a dark and cruel world She'd lost the way to say, ""OK, now lay back"". We disagreed on most things, I shouted peace and love The family is mankind, the symbol of the dove. She only saw the surface of things before her face But I was young and argued on for hours. My father he liked poetry, a scholar he might have made. Had nothing, born a poor boy barefoot and underpaid So the man worked with his hands up and down the land, His dreams forgot he thought that I must follow. With his marks as worker's wisdom he'd read a thing or two He once had been a Mason but he never followed through. Always kind and thoughtful, smelling of mushy oil And he read me poetry of visionaries. I flunk my way to college, a looser kind of school But we bobbed and played time arty, feeling cool Just to live an artists diggin' the ravin' scene Reading Kerouac and Ginsberg well deuced. I was not academic, Art and English neat, The history of mankind I liked that a bit. And what was I to do ? The choices they were few, I done right disgrace to the working classes I done right disgrace to the working classes I done right disgrace to the working classes I done right disgrace to the working classes. |
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There is a rapture that my soul desires
There is a something that I cannot name. I know not after what my soul aspires Nor guess from when the restless longing came But ever from my childhood have I felt it In all things beautiful, in all things gay And ever has its gentle unseen presence Falling like a shadow cloud across my way. It is the melody in all sweet music In all fair forms it is the hidden grace. In all I love, a something that escapes me, Flies by pursuit and ever visits face. I see it in the woodlands, silver beauty I feel it in the very breathing of the air. I stretch my hand to grasp for I can't touch it When I do, well I know it is not there. La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la But ever from my childhood have I felt it In all things beautiful, in all things gay And ever has its gentle unseen presence Falling like a shadow cloud across my way. There is a rapture. |
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