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He has passion
For ecology Compassion For minorities He carries printed placards To put an end to war He's a hero He's a rebel With a half a hundred causes He peddles his petitions Door to door He's at home among the homeless Singing set my people free He will march With total strangers But he will not walk With me He writes letters To his congressmen On Indian indignities Black men Are his brothers He bears collective guilt He's a prophet He's a pacifist But tho' peace Is his objective He has no fear to see His own blood spilt His roots are with the rootless That's where he needs to be. He will die With total strangers But he will not live With me He feeds and shelters animals. Unselfish are his deeds. He gives away his worldly goods And has no notion of My needs. Lover look away a moment, Tho' the ghetto cries, Long enough To see the hunger in One person's eyes. Passion For ecology. Compassion For minorities. He weeps to think that anyone Could ever be Alone. He's a seeker He's a saviour Who strives to Save the children But he's never had A child of his own. He's united With the universe He's at one With stars and sea He can love The whole damned human race Oh Then why is he So afraid to be In love With me? |
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Play it again
Play it again Take me back To you know when Let's hear it sam For good old World war two Play it sam Play it again Gee The world was Simple then Back when Hearts were brave And love was true Then We knew the good guys Then We knew the bad Right was right And wrong was wrong Accordin' to mom and dad (and we believed them) Then a war Was called A war Proud as trumpet horns But a rose By any other name Still has thorns Play it sam Play it for me Take me where I want to be Back with you And good old World war two Far away I just can't make Today Far as I can be From good old World war three. |
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I'm always loving someone
More than he loves me Lord I wish Just this once That's not how it would be I always try too hard When i find someone new God I wish Just this once You'd need me more That i need you I danced To please my father Just to win once glance Some sign of his approval I danced and danced And danced and danced I smiled To make my mother Proud i was her child To gain some small attention I smiled and smiled And smiled and smiled My books and bikes I bartered to try To buy a friend Now i'm grown This heart i own Is the currency I spend and spend And spend And In the end I'll give you Everything i own Sure You'd never want me For myself alone How i hate the way i am Always trying to impress Lord If i could love me more I could love you less And if i could Love you less I would not Confuse you Dancing Dancing Smiling Smiling Till Of course I lose you.... |
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...the telephone rang
My sister calling I'll go on Fighting His ghost Don't you know dad The kid that hates Is The kid that loves The most Dad is dead? When did it happen? Six a.m. Said she New york time Or california? Did he Ask For me? What did you say? Never mind He died in his sleep God is kind. |