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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
Well,
Be bop a lula, she's my baby Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby, Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll She's the girl in the red-blue jeans, She's the queen of all the teens, She's the wo-woman that I know, She's the woman that loves me so, Say, Be bop a lula, she's my baby Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby, Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll She's the woman that's a-got that beat, She's the woman with the flying feet, She's the one that walks around the store, She's the one who gets, more, more, more, more Be bop a lula, she's my baby Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby, Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe Be bop a lula, she's my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
I bought a brand new airmobile,
'twas a custom made, 'twas a flightning deal With a powerful motor and a hide away wing, Push in on the button, you will hear her sing Now you can't catch me, Baby, you can't catch me 'cause if you get too close, You know I'm goin' like cool breeze Hey! Hey! Well, you walk! You walk! New Jersey turnpike in the wee wee hours, I was rollin' slowly 'cause of drizzlin showers Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me, Then come waving goodbye in a little old souped up jitney I put my foot in the tank, I began to roll, Moanin' siren, 'twas the state patrol I let out my wings, then I blew my horn, Bye-bye, New Jersey, I become airborn Now you can't catch me, Baby, you can't catch me 'cause if you get too close, You know I'm goin' like cool breeze Hey! Well, you walk! Yeah, walk! I bought a brand new airmobile, 'twas a custom made, 'twas a flightning deal With a powerful motor and a hide away wing, Push in on the button, you will hear her sing Now you can't catch me, Baby, you can't catch me 'cause if you get too close, You know I'm goin' like cool breeze Hey! Hey! Well, you walk! You walk! Flying with my baby last Saturday night, Wasn't a grey cloud floatin' in sight Big, full moon, shinin' up above, Cuddle up, honey, be my love Sweetest little thing that I ever seen, I'm gonna name you Maybellene Flying on the beam, set on flight control, Radio tuned to rock and roll Two, three hours passed us by, Altitude dropped into five-o-five Fuel consumption, way too fast, Let's get on home before we run out of gas Now you can't catch me, Baby, you can't catch me 'cause if you get too close, You know I'm goin' like cool breeze Git it on! Yeah, walk! Git it on, git it on, git it on, do it! Git it on, git it on! You know you can't catch me! |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
You made me cry
When you said goodbye Ain't that a shame? My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame You broke my heart when you said we're part Ain't that a shame? My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame Boogie, babe! Ain't that a shame? Ain't that a shame? Look out! Farewell, goodbye, although I 'll cry Ain't that a shame? My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame Boggie, babe! Ain't that a shame? Ain't that a shame? You made me cry When you said goodbye Ain't that a shame? My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
"AH, REMEMBER THIS?
WHY, I MUST HAVE BEEN THIRTEEN WHEN THIS CAME OUT! OR WAS IT FOURTEEN? OR WAS IT TWENTY-TWO? I COULD HAVE BEEN TWELVE ACTUALLY." JUST BECAUSE YOU LEFT AND SAID GOODBYE, DO YOU THINK THAT I WILL SIT AND CRY? EVEN IF MY HEART SHOULD TELL ME SO, DARLING, I WOULD RATHER LET YOU GO. JUST BECAUSE I WANT SOMEONE WHO'S KIND, WITH A HEART AS GOOD AND PURE AS MINE. BUT MAYBE I AM ASKING FOR TOO MUCH, DARLING, PLEASE DON'T EVER BREAK MY HEART. I KNOW YOU THINK YOU'RE SMART, JUST RUNNIN' AROUND BREAKING LOVERS HEARTS. JUST BECAUSE YOU LEFT AND SAID GOODBYE, HEY! DO YOU THINK THAT I WILL SIT AND CRY? EVEN IF MY HEART SHOULD TELL ME SO, DARLING, I WOULD RATHER LET YOU GO. UH-UH-UH - "THIS IS DOCTOR WINSTON O'BOGGIE SAYING GOODNIGHT FROM RECORD PLANT EAST, NEW YORK. WE HOPE YOU HAD A SWELL TIME! EV'RYBODY HERE SAYS "HI". GOODBYE." JUST BECAUSE YOU LEFT AND SAID GOODBYE, DO YOU THINK THAT I WILL SIT AND CRY? EVEN IF MY HEART SHOULD TELL ME SO, DARLING, I WOULD RATHER LET YOU GO. UH-UH-UH, GOODBYE! UH-UH-UH, SO LONG! BEEN A LONG YEAR! |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees Going down on love Going down on love Going down, going down, going down When the real thing goes wrong And you can't get it on And your love she has gone And you got to carry on And you shoot out the light Ain't coming home for the night You know you got to, got to, got to pay the price Somebody please, please help me You know I'm drowning in the sea of hatred Got to get down, down on my knees Got to get down, down on my knees Going down on love Going down on love Going down, going down, going down Something precious and rare Disappears in thin air And it seems so unfair Nothing doin' nowhere Well you burn all your boats And you sow your wild oats Well you know, you know, you know the price is right! Got to get down, down on my knees Got to get down, down on my knees Got to get down, down on my knees Got to get down, down on my knees |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Whatever gets you through the night 'salright, 'salright
It's your money or life 'salright, 'salright Don't need a sword to cut through flowers oh no, oh no Whatever gets you through your life 'salright, 'salright Do it wrong or do it right 'salright, 'salright Don't need a watch to waste your time oh no, oh no Hold me darlin' come on listen to me I won't do you no harm Trust me darlin' come on listen to me, come on listen to me Come on listen, listen Whatever gets you to the light 'salright, 'salright Out the blue or out of sight 'salright, 'salright Don't need a gun to blow your mind oh no, oh no Hold me darlin' come on listen to me I won't do you no harm Trust me darlin' come on listen to me, come on listen to me Come on listen, listen |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Ain't no people on the old dirt road
No more weather on the old dirt road It's better than a mudslide mamma when the dry spell come, yeah Oh oh oh old dirt road Ain't no difference on the old dirt road Tarred and feathered on the old dirt road Trying to shovel smoke with a pitchfork in the wind, yeah yeah yeah Breezing thru the deadwood on a hot summer day I saw a human being lazybonin' out in the hay I said uh, hey Mr. Human can ya rainmaker too? He said I guess it's O.K. ya know the only thing we need is water Cool, clear water, water Ain't no people on the old dirt road No more weather on the old dirt road Better than a mudslide mamma when the morning comes, yeah Oh oh oh oh old dirt road Keep on keeping on Keep on keeping on So long, so long Bye bye |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Don't wanna be a drag, everybody gotta bag
I know you know, 'bout the emperor's clothes You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance Well it's Saturday night and I just gotta rip it up Sunday morning I just gotta give it up Come Monday momma and I just gotta run away You know it's such a drag to face another day You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance You know the more it change, the more it stays the same You gotta hang on in, you gotta cut the string You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know, you don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Bless you wherever you are
Windswept child on a shooting star Restless Spirits depart Still we're deep in each other's hearts Some people say it's over Now that we spread our wings But we know better darling The hollow ring is only last year's echo Bless you whoever you are Holding her now Be warm and kind hearted And remember though love is strange Now and forever our love will remain |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
I'm scared, so scared I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared As the years roll away And the price that I paid And the straws slips away You don't have to suffer It is what it is No bell book or candle Can get you out of this, oh no! I'm scarred, I'm scarred, I'm scarred I'm scarred, uh huh I'm scarred, I'm scarred, I'm scarred Every day of my life I just manage to survive I just wanna stay alive You don't have to worry In heaven or hell Just dance to the music You do it so well, well, well! Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me I guess I knew it right from the start Sing out about love and peace Don't wanna see the red raw meat The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired Of being so alone No place to call my own Like a rollin' stone |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Sweet as the smell of success
Her body's warm and wet She gets me through this god awful lonliness A natural high butterfly Oh I, I need, need, need her Just like a willow tree A breath of spring you see And oh boy you don't know what she do to me She makes me sweat and forget who I am I need, need, need, need her Well I was wondering how long this could go on, on and on Well I thought I could never be surprised But could it be that I bit my own tongue Oh yeah, it's so hard to swallow when you're wrong A bird of paradise The sunrise in her eyes God only knows such a sweet surprise I was blind she blew my mind think that I I love, love, love, love, love her I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
(This is a story about your friend and mine
Who is it, who is it, who is it?) There you stand with your L.A. tan And your New York walk and your New York talk You're mother left you when you were small But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Your phone don't ring no one answers your call How does it feel to be off the wall Well your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads your lies But you can't pull strings if your hands are tied Well your teeth are clean but your mind is capped You leave your smell like an alley cat Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Beef Jerky, beef jerky, beef jerky
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Nobody loves you when you're down and out,
Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine. Ev'rybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime, I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine. Well, i've been across to the other side, I've shown you ev'rything, i got nothing to hide. But still you ask me, do i love you? What it is? What it is? All i can show you is it's all show biz, All i can tell you is it's all show biz. Nobody loves you when you're down and out, Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine. Ev'rybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime, I'll scratch your back and you knife mine. Been across the water now so many times, I've seen the one-eyed witchdoctor leading the blind. But still you ask me, do i love you? What you say? What you say? Ev'ry time i put my finger on it, it slips away, Ev'ry time i put my finger on it, it slips away. What you say? What you say? What you say? Well, i get up in the morning And i'm looking in the mirror to see, oo-wee! Then i'm lying in the darkness And i know i can't get to sleep, oo-wee! Nobody loves you when you're old and grey, Nobody needs you when you're upside down. Ev'rybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday, Ev'rybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
Well, I'm sitting in the la la
Waiting for the ya ya, uh huh I'm sitting in the la la Waiting for the ya ya, uh huh It may sound funny But I don't believe she's comin', no, no Hey, baby, hurry Don't make worry, no Hey, baby, hurry Don't make worry, uh huh huh You know that I love you Yes, I love you, uh huh Well, I'm sitting in the la la Waiting for the ya ya, uh huh I'm sitting in the la la Waiting for the ya ya, uh huh huh It may sound funny But I don't believe she's comin', no, no Boogie down one time Hey, baby, hurry Don't make worry, no, no Hey, baby, hurry Don't make worry, no, no You know that I love you Always thinking of you, yeah, yeah Hey hey hey rock |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes, she is, think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it, do something about it We make her paint her face and dance If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man While putting her down we pretend that she's above us Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me Take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave of the slaves Ah yeah, better scream about it We make her bear and raise our children And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen We tell her home is the only place she should be Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me Take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slaves Yeah, alright We insult her every day on TV And wonder why she has no guts or confidence When she's young we kill her will to be free While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slaves Yes, she is If you believe me, you better scream about it REPEAT: We make her paint her face and dance... |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
What a waste of human power
What a waste of human lives Shoot the prisoners in the towers Forty-three poor widowed wives Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Media blames it on the prisoners But the prisoners did not kill "Rockefeller pulled the trigger" That is what the people feel Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Free the prisoners, jail the judges Free all prisoners everywhere All they want is truth and justice All they need is love and care Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State They all live in suffocation Let's not watch them die in sorrow Now's the time for revolution Give them all a chance to grow Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Come together join the movement Take a stand for human rights Fear and hatred clouds our judgement Free us all from endless night Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Attica State, Attica State, we all live in Attica State Attica State, Attica State, Attica, Attica, Attica State |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
We're born in a prison
Raised in a prison Sent to a prison called school We cry in a prison We love in a prison We dream in a prison like fools Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate We live with no reason Kicked around for no reason Thrown out without reason like tools We work in a prison And hate in a prison And die in a prison as a rule Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate We live in a prison Among judges and wardens And wait for no reason for you We laugh in a prison Go through all four seasons And die with no vision of truth Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Standing on the corner
Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel And we found that he was real He sang, "The Pope smokes dope every day" Up come a policeman shoved us up the street Singing, "Power to the people today!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well down to Max's Kansas City Got down the nitty gritty With the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down As the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band! And we played some funky boogie And laid some tutti frutti Singing, "Long Tall Sally's a man." Up come a preacherman trying to be a teacher Singing, "God's a red herring in drag!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well we did the Staten Island Ferry Making movies for the telly Played the Fillmore and Apollo for freedom Tried to shake our image Just a cycling through the Village But found that we had left it back in London Well nobody came to bug us Hustle us or shove us So we decided to make it our home If the Man wants to shove us out We gonna jump and shout The Statue of Liberty said, "Come!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...back in New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Well it was Sunday bloody Sunday
When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the Free Derry air Is there any one amongst you Dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lids! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You claim to be majority Well you know that it's a lie You're really a minority On this sweet emerald isle When Stormont bans our marches They've got a lot to learn Internment is no answer It's those mothers' turn to burn! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You anglo pigs and scotties Sent to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Well, it's always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep Falls Road free forever From the bloody English hands Repatriate to Britain All of you who call it home Leave Ireland to the Irish Not for London or for Rome! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
It ain't fair, John Sinclair
In the stir for breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stir for breathing air Let him be, set him free Let him be like you and me They gave him ten for two What else can the judges do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free If he'd been a soldier man Shooting gooks in Vietnam If he was the CIA Selling dope and making hay He'd be free, they'd let him be Breathing air, like you and me They gave him ten for two What else can the judges do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free They gave him ten for two They got Ali Otis too. Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free Was he jailed for what he done? Or representing everyone Free John now, if we can From the clutches of the man Let him be, lift the lid Bring him to his wife and kids They gave him ten for two What else can the bastards do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
There may not be much difference
Between Chairman Mao and Richard Nixon If we strip them naked There may not be much difference Between Marilyn Monroe and Lenny Bruce If we check their coffins There may not be much difference Between White House and Hall of People If we count their windows There may not be much difference Between Raquel Welch and Jerry Rubin If we hear their heartbeat We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together There may not be much difference Between Eldrige Cleaver and Queen of England If we bottle their tears There may not be much difference Between Manson and the Pope If we press their smile There may not be much difference Between Rockefeller and you If we hear you sing There may not be much difference Between you and me If we show our dreams We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together What's the difference? What's the difference? There's no difference! There's no difference! What's the difference? |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Temperature's rising
Fever is high Can't see no future Can't see no sky My feet are so heavy So is my head I wish I was a baby I wish I was dead Cold turkey has got me on the run My body is aching Goose-pimple bone Can't see no body Leave me alone My eyes are wide open Can't get to sleep One thing I'm sure of I'm in at the deep freeze Cold turkey has got me on the run Cold turkey has got me on the run Thirty-six hours Rolling in pain Praying to someone Free me again Oh I'll be a good boy Please make me well I promise you anything Get me out of this hell Cold turkey has got me on the run Oh, oh, oh, oh |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Say please!
Please! Please! Say Please! We take turns conducting Okay |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Scumbag, scumbag,
scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, yeah! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, ho! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scum, scum, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. -"Hey, listen! I don't know whether you can tell what the Words are to this song but there's only two of them And I'd like to have you sing along 'cause it's real easy. Anybody who comes to the fillmore east can sing this song. The name of the song is 'scumbag'. Ok? And all you gotta do is sing 'scumbag'. Right on, brothers and sister let's hear it for the 'scumbag'!" Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scum, scumbag, baby, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, baby, scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, oh yeah, (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) (who's scumbag?) Hey, scumbag, (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag, scumbag, scum, uh! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag (scumbag) scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. (oh, oh, oh, yeah) |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Good night!
Good night, thank you! Thank you We'd like to thank Frank for having us on here Yeah, he's great, isn't he? He's the greatest |
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from Bobby Keys, Elton John - Walls And Bridges (1974)
So long ago
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream? I know, yes I know Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me Took a walk down the street Thru the heat whispered trees I thought I could hear (hear, hear, hear) Somebody call out my name as it started to rain Two spirits dancing so strange Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Dream, dream away Magic in the air, was magic in the air? I believe, yes I believe More I cannot say, what more can I say? On a river of sound Thru the mirror go round, round I thought I could feel (feel, feel, feel) Music touching my soul, something warm, sudden cold The spirit dance was unfolding Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
-"Hello!"
Doo, doo, doo-doo. Well, do you wanna dance, hold my hand? Tell me, I'm your lovin' man? Baby, do you wanna dance? Well, do you wanna dance under the moonlight? Hug and kiss all through the night, now? Baby, do you wanna dance, dance, dance? Well, do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance? Baby, do you wanna dance? All right, all right, look out! Look out! (do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance?) Do you wanna dance? (do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance?) (do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance?) Well, do you wanna dance, make romance? Kiss and squeeze, yeh, yeh? Do you wanna dance? All right, now dance. Well! Beep! Beep! Wow! Well, (do you) do you, (do you) do you (wanna dance?) Do you wanna dance? (do you) do you, (do you) do you (wanna dance) do ya? Do ya? (baby) baby (do you wanna dance?) Do you wanna dance? I'm not quite sure! |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
When the night has come
And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No, I won't be afraid, no, I won't be afraid Just as long as you stand by me And darling, darling, stand by me Oh, now, now, stand by me Stand by me Stand by me If the sky that we look upon Should tumble and fall And the mountains should crumble to the sea I won't cry, I won't cry, no, I won't shed a tear Just as long as you stand, stand by me And darling, darling, stand by me Oh, stand by me Stand by me Stand by me Stand by me, yeah Whenever you're in trouble Won't you stand by me Oh, now, now, stand by me Oh, stand by me Stand by me Stand by me Darling, darling, stand by me Stand by me Oh, stand by me Stand by me Stand by me, hee hee |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
They're really rocking in Boston
In Philadelphia PA Deep in the heart of Texas On down the Frisco Bay All over Saint Louis And down in New Orleans All the cats want to dance with Sweet little sixteen Sweet little sixteen She's just got to have About half a million Framed autopraphs Her wall is filled with pictures She gets them one by one Becomes so excited Oh watch her at the run boy Oh mommy mommy Please may I go You know it's such a sight to see Somebody steal the show Oh daddy daddy I beg of you Please say it to mommy It's alright with you Sweet little sixteen She's got the grown up blues Tight dresses and lipstick She's sporting in high heeled boots Oh but tomorrow morning She'll have to change her trend Become sweet sixteen And back in class again They're really rocking in Boston In Philadelphia PA Deep in the heart of Texas And down the Frisco Bay All over Saint Louis On down in New Orleans All the cats want to dance with sweet little sixteen |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', been told long time ago,
Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', been told long time ago, I been told, baby, you been bold, I won't be your fool no more. Oh, big conniver, nothing but a jiver, done got hip to your jive, Oh, big conniver, nothing but a jiver, done got hip to your jive, Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', won't be your fool no more. Oh Malinda, she's a solid sender, you know you better surrender, Oh Malinda, she's a solid sender, you know you better surrender, Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', won't be your fool no more. |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
John speaking...
"Ok,Ok.Ready? Ok,dynamics with tension, fun and laughter for all. Honkey rock." 1, 2, 1 2 3 4, If you knew, Peggy Sue Then you'd know why I feel blue, about Peggy, my Peggy Sue Oh well I love you girl, yes I love you Peggy Sue Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, pretty pretty pretty pretty Peggy Sue Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue Oh well I love you girl and I need you Peggy Sue I love you, Peggy Sue, with a love so rare and true Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue Oh well I love you girl, and I want you Peggy Sue "Look out" |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
If you ever change your mind,
About leaving, leaving me behind, Oh, you'd better bring it to me, Bring your sweet lovin', Bring it on home to me. Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh. You know I laughed, Laughed when you left. But now I know, i've only hurt myself. Oh, you'd better bring it to me, Bring your sweet lovin', Bring it on home to me. Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh, yeh, yeh. Oh, you'd better bring it to me, Bring your sweet lovin', Bring it on home to me. Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh. You know i'll always be your slave, Until I'm dead and buried in my grave. Oh, you'd better bring it to me, Bring your sweet lovin', Bring it on home to me. Yeh, (yeh) yeh, yeh |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
I got a girl named Bony Moronie,
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni, Ought to see her rock 'n' roll with her blue jeans on, She's not very fat just skin and bone. But I love her, she loves me, All are happy now we can be, Making love underneath the apple tree. I told her mama and her papa too, Just exactly what I want to do, I want to get married on a night in June, And rock and roll by the light of a silvery moon, And I love her, she loves me, All are happy now we can be, Making love underneath the apple tree. She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire, She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire, Everybody turns when my baby walks by, She's something to see, she really catches the eye. That's why I love her, she loves me, All are happy now we can be, Making love underneath the apple tree. That's why I love her, she loves me, All are happy now we can be, Making love underneath the apple tree. |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
Sitting in the La La
Waiting for the Ya Ya, uh huh Sitting in the La La Waiting for the Ya Ya, uh huh It may sound funny But it's alright honey, uh huh Hey baby worry, don't make worry, uh huh Hey baby hurry, don't make worry, uh huh |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
It's just like heaven
being here with you. You're like an angel, too good to be true. But after all, i love you, i do. Angel baby, my angel baby. Uh, uh, i love you, uh, uh, i do, no one can love you like i do. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. When you are near me my heart skips a beat. I can hardly stand on my own two feet. Because i love you, i love you, i do. Angel baby, my angel baby. Uh, uh, i love you, uh, uh, i do, no one can love you like i do. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. (yeh!) Please, never leave me blue and alone. If you ever go, i'm sure you'll come back home. Because i love you, i love you, i do. Angel baby, my angel baby. Uh, uh, i love you, uh, uh, i do, no one can love you like i do. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Uh |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
o know, know, know her
is to love, love, love her ev'ryone said there'll come a day when i, i walk along side of her. Yeah! Just to know, know, know her is to love, love, love her. You know that i do, you know that i do, yeah, i do, oh, i do. Why, why can't she see? Oh, how, how blind can she be? Some day she'll see that she was meant just for me, oh yeah. To know, know, know her is to love, love, love her. 'Just, just to see her smile, makes my life worth while. Yeah, just to know, just to know her, you know, is to love, love, love, love her. You know that i do, you know that i do, yeah, i do |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
Okay! Okay! This is it, children!
Hey, hey, hey, hey - hey! That's nice! The story 'bout all of us Not one missing She leaves you Ain't got no sweet, no, no, no Yeah! Since my baby left me (Since my baby left me) Never said a word (Never said a word) Was it something I done (Was it something I done) Something that she heard? (Something that she heard?) You know, she left me (Yes, she left me) Yes, she left me (Yes, she left me) My baby even left me, never said a word Tra la la (Tra la la) Tra la la (Tra la la) Now I stand at my window (Now I stand at my window) Wring my hand and cry (Wring my hand and cry) I hate to lose that woman (I hate to lose that woman) Hate to say goodbye (Hate to say goodbye) You know, she left me (Yes, she left me) Yes, she left me (Yes, she left me) My baby even left me, never said goodbye Never said goodbye! Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) One of these mornings (One of these mornings) Lord, it won't be long (Lord, it won't belong) You look for me and, baby (You look for me, baby) And daddy will be gone (Daddy will be gone) You know, she left me (Yes, she left me) Yes, she left me (Yes, she left me) My baby even left me, never said a word Not a word! Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) Da da da (Da da da) Oh, so sad So sad So, so sad So, so, so sad |
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from Rock 'N' Roll (1975)
Ah, remember this? Why, I must have been... thirteen when this came out! Or was it fourteen? Or was it twenty-two? I could have been twelve, actually.
Just because you left and said goodbye Do you think that I will sit and cry? Even if my heart should tell me so Darling, I would rather let you go Just because I want someone who's kind With a heart as good and pure as mine But maybe I am asking for too much Darling, please don't ever break my heart I know you think you're smart Just runnin' around breakin' lovers' hearts Just because you left and said goodbye, hey! Do you think that I will sit and cry? Even if my heart should tell me so Darling, I would rather let you go Woo-ooh hoo It's too late, darling. You just gotta say goodbye. Why, the last time I saw you, you were wearing man's clothes. Not that I'm prejudiced, but you know. ??? But who am I to hassle you like this? I'm just gonna have to let you go. There's two basses in this. I hope you appreciate it. This is Doctor Winston O'Boogie saying goodnight from Record Plant East, New York. We hope you had a swell time. Everybody here says hi. Goodbye. Just because you left and said goodbye Do you think that I will sit and cry? Even if my heart should tell me so Darling, I would rather let you go Ooh-ooh-hoo, goodbye Ooh-hoo, so long Been a long year |
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