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Vincent of Jersey.
He's wearing a red and white t-shirt. He's loving the ladies upon his floor. A bottle of brandy, a hard box of Camels. Waiting for love to come knocking on his door. And he says something like ... Someday somebody's gonna love me Someday it's me they're looking for Somewhere I know somebody wants me 'cause I'm... Vincent of Jersey. |
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Think ahead before you open your mouth
I might be thinking it through. Gonna pack my things and catch a train headed south. Or step right out of my car, into the Rain drippin' down my fingers, Into my eyes, you won't see me cryin' but, What will you do when I am gone. I creep slowly out of my bed, Take one final look at you. To empty out all those sweet memories from my head. How did I ever end up playing your fool but, I'm on a train bound for glory, Goin' klickity klack klickity klack Away from you but What will you do, when I am gone? How the hell you ever get to be so damn cool? Suck down my money and throw my love away. How the hell did you ever get to be so damn slick? You'll come slidin' slidin' down one day but, I'm on a train bound for glory. Goin' klickity klack klickity klack Away from you but, What will you do when I am gone? |
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I took dinner at seven. With a tablecloth and wine.
And my poor brother Ivan. Who could laugh but couldn't smile. Stories filled the evening. Of his job and of his wife. How they somehow cheated him. How they took his life. Welcome to the wild world brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. It rains all over the world, brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. The evening went on and on. Was it time to say goodbye. To all the big decisions And dirty dishes in his life. Yeah, get in my car, brother, have yourself a good time. But ain't he just too lazy, to wipe the tears from his eyes. Welcome to the wild world brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. It rains all over the world, brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. The evening went on and on. Was it time to say goodbye. To all the big decisions And dirty dishes in his life. Yeah, get in my car, brother. Turn the key and take a drive. But ain't I just too lazy, to wipe the tears from my eyes. Welcome to the wild world brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. It rains all over the world, brother. Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain Sometimes it's gonna rain on you. |
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A little light looks through her bedroom window.
She dances and I dream, she's not so far as she seems, Of brighter meadows, melting sunsets, Her hair blowing in the breeze. And she can't see me watching. And I'm thinking love... Love... Love... Love... It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. I'm older now. I work in the city. We live together. But it's different than my dream. Morning light fills the room. I rise. She pretends she's sleeping. Are we everything we wanted? And I'm thinking love... Love... Love... Love... It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. I know we don't talk about it. We don't tell each other. All the little things that we need. We work our way around each other. As we tremble and we As we tremble and we bleed. As we tremble and we As we tremble and we bleed. It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. It's bittersweet More sweet than bitter, Bitter than sweet. It's a bittersweet surrender. |
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Should have known better...
I should have known but I... I didn't know better. How can you be so So dog gone mean How can you be so So uptight How can you be so Ahhhhhh... How can you be so Cold blooded. Should have known better... I should have known but I... I didn't know better. How can you be so Whoa, so (??) How can you be so Stone cold How can you be so Diabolical How can you be so Cold blooded. |
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We are soul children.
Children of many colors. Walkin on a big black street We all want different things. We are soul children Children of Freedom. Children of rock and roll. Children of confusion. Chorus: We are running faster, reaching higher burning in the sun. We are reaching farther but we have lost our Soul Children We are soul children. Yes I'm a brother, yes I do believe. We are soul children. We must rise up from the deep. We are soul children, try to feed our families and keep our mind free. We are soul children, looking for a leader who'll do everything for 'me'. Chorus We are soul children. Yes I'm a brother. Yes I do believe. We are soul children. We must rise up from the deep. We are soul children. Children of a God better than the one on t.v. We are soul children. We must rise up from the deep. We can't lose our soul children. |
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She left her father, been thirty years.
She drew some water, to dry his tears. She said I'm sorry, I've been lonely. I need another... I need another... She crossed through deserts and rivers wide. She walked through valleys and mountains high. She crossed the seas, through storm and night To find a lover... To find a lover... Love Betsy. Somebody is going to love you someday. Love Betsy. Somebody is going to Somebody is going to love you... She worked the night shift, to buy a dress. She'd break her back. She'd look her best. She'd sell her soul for tenderness. But she's still waiting... She's still waiting... Love Betsy. Somebody is going to love you someday. Love Betsy. Somebody is going to Somebody is going to love you... |
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Driving far from home.
On a midnight radio. Reckless and alone. On a long black road. The city is burning like a dream. Like a lady smoking in the night. And she lets out a silent scream. So far from the morning light. And I don't know where to go. And I don't know where I've been. And I don't know if I'll still be here. When the sun rises again. But somewhere in the distance. There's a tower and a light. Broadcasting a resistance. Through the rain and through the night. Hold me in the darkness. Love is playing in the darkness. On a midnight radio. So grab your little sister. Wake up your children and your wife. 'Cause a new train's coming mister. Around the borders of the night. Wavelengths of love are playing On a midnight radio. Through the static and the rain. On a midnight radio. Through the static and the rain. On a midnight radio... |
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Woke up this morning in a bed
In a bed of fire People and buildings in my head, burning there tonight Tonight as I lay sleeping I try to hold your hand One eye open and dreaming That this city Is on fire Tell me sweet things, it's the middle of the night It's the middle of the night Open my window and the room is filled Filled with burning light. Tonight as I lay sleeping I try to hold your hand One eye open and dreaming That this city Is on fire Woke up this morning in a bed In a bed of fire People and buildings in my head, burning there tonight Tonight as I lay sleeping I try to hold your hand One eye open and dreaming That this city Is on fire |
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Well I rode the green across this country.
Horses lived and died to take me. Men I killed to help me get there, further West I died to take me. Blackened face and dirty laundry. Many days since I have eaten. Found myself a family. Broke my back so I could feed them. High in the wind. Standing in the sun. We're going to raise up the heavens. With a shovel and a gun. I was so much younger then. I would never ever listen. I am so much older now. I thought that things would end up different. Farewell, lover in green. Well, Elizabeth she is my lady. Says the prayers and does the learning. Waking up all the children. Making love in early morning. We took to building up the cities. We built the churches in our cities. Happy in the green country. And in the green they buried me. High in the wind. Standing in the sun. We're going to raise up the heavens. With a shovel and a gun. I was so much younger then. I would never ever listen. I am so much older now. I thought that things would end up different. Farewell, lover in green. Oh, she sang hills (?) and made me cry Oh, she died so tender when I held you in the night. Well, I'm dead now. My wife Elizabeth is at my side. I have children all around me. I have grandchildren. I have great grandchildren. I have great great great grandchildren. Too many for me to remember. Maybe one of them is you... High in the wind. Standing in the sun. You're going to raise up the heavens. With a shovel and a gun. You're high in the wind. Standing in the sun. You're going to raise up the heavens. With a shovel and a gun. I was so much younger then. I would never ever listen. I am so much older now. I thought that things would end up different. Farewell, lover in Farewell, lover in Farewell, lover in green. |
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He left one Tuesday morning
Didn't have any bills to pay. Just the silver dollars in his pocket. And the ring upon his finger. Ann Arbor Grandfather. Early on a Sunday morning A deacon wipes the tar off his feet. Drawing pictures during the sermon. Oh yeah Grandfather, I think it's funny. Ann Arbor Grandfather There's a picture on a wall in Duluth. Another Grandma has passed away. Her children rummage through her leavings. They put them in new boxes, And they put the new boxes in new attics. Ann Arbor Grandfather. |
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Somewhere underneath the smoke and light
Oh the King, he sings of heaven. Yes, he believes there's a paradise And a band is playing there. Outside there's a black car waiting Filled with lovely ladies for celebration He wipes the tears from his eyes For all his lonely lovemaking Oh yeah. Whenever will you love me? Yeah yeah yeah babe. Whenever will you love me? Flowers fall at his feet Blink through the lights of suspicious minds Oh, I know someday, you'll find your feet I know you'll find your peace of mind Oh, yeah. Whenever will you love me? Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? Somewhere underneath the smoke and lights Oh the King, he sings of heaven. Yes, I'm sure there's a paradise And brother, he is playing there. Oh, yeah. Whenever will you love me? Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? |
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