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from Almost Famous (2000)
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together"
"I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And we walked off to look for America "Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now" It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've gone to look for America Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said "Be careful his bowtie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat" "We smoked the last one an hour ago" So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and aching and I don't know why Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all gone to look for America All gone to look for America All gone to look for America |
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from The Royal Tenenbaums [Expanded] (로얄 테넌바움) by Mark Mothersbaugh [best, ost] (2001)
The mama pajama rolled out of bed
And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law The mama looked down and spit on the ground Everytime my name gets mentioned The papa said oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention Well I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they come and take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard |
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from Maid In Manhattan (러브 인 맨하탄) by Alan Silvestri [ost] (2002)
The mama pajama rolled out of bed And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law The mama looked down and spit on the ground Everytime my name gets mentioned The papa said oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention Well I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they come and take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
Somewhere in a burst of glory
Sound becomes a song I'm bound to tell a story That's where I belong When I see you smiling When I hear you singing Lavender and roses Every ending a beginning The way you turn And catch me with your eye Ay ay ay That's where I belong When I see you smiling When I hear you singing Lavender and roses Every ending a beginning That's the way it is I don't know why Ay ay ay But that's where I belong A spiny little island man Plays a jingling banjo He's walking down a dirt road Carrying his radio To a river where the water meets the sky Ay ay ay That's where I belong |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
The first time I saw her
I couldn't be sure But the sin of impatience Said, "she's just what you're looking for" So I walked right up to her And with the part or me that talks I introduced myself as Frank From New York New York She's so hot She's so cool I'm not I'm just a fool in love with darling Lorraine All my life I've been a wanderer Not really, I mostly lived near my parents' home Anyway Lorraine and I got married And the usual marriage stuff Then one day she says to me From out of the blue Frank, I've had enough Romance is a heartbreaker I'm not meant to be a homemaker And I'm tired of being darling Lorraine What - you don't love me anymore? What - you're walking out the door? What - you don't like the way I chew? Hey let me tell you You're not the woman that I wed You say you're depressed but you're not You just like to stay in bed I don't need you darling Lorraine Darling Lorraine Lorraine I long for your love Financially speaking I guess I'm a washout Everybody's buy and sell And sell and buy and And that's what the whole thing's all about If it had not been for Lorraine I'd have left here long ago I should have been a musician I love the piano She's so light She's so free I'm tight, well, that's me But I feel so good With darling Lorraine On Christmas morning frank awakes To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes They watch the television, husband and wife All afternoon "it's a wonderful life What - you don't love me anymore? What - you're walking out the door? What - you don't like the way I chew? Hey let me tell you You're not the woman that I wed Gimme my robe I'm going back to bed I'm sick to death of you Lorraine Darling Lorraine Lorraine Her hands like wood The doctor was smiling But the news wasn't good Darling Lorraine Please don't leave me yet I know you're in pain Pain you can't forget Your breathing is like an echo of our love Maybe I'll go down to the corner store And buy us something sweet Here's an extra blanket honey To wrap around your feet All the trees were washed with April rain And the moon in the meadow Took darling Lorraine |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
The first time i heard "Peggy Sue"
I was 12 years old Russians up in rocket ships and the war was cold now many wars have come and gone Genocide still goes on Buddy Holly still goes on but his catalog was sold First time i smoked guess what - paranoid First time I heard "Satisfaction" I was young and unemployed Down the decades every year Summer leaves and my birthday's here And all my friends stand up and cheer And say man you're old Getting old Old Getting old We celebrate the birth of Jesus on Christmas day And Buddah found Nirvana along the Lotus Way About 1,500 years ago the messenger Mohammed spoke And his wisdome like a river flowed Through hills of gold Wisdome is old The Koran is old The Bible's Greatest story ever told Disagreements? Work 'em out The human race walked the Eart for 2.7 million And we estimate the universe at 13-14 billion When all these numbers tumble into your imagination Consider that the Lord was there beefore creation God is old We're not old God is old He made the mold Take your cloths off Adam and Eve |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
May twelve angels guard you
While you sleep Maybe that’s a waste of angels I don’t know I’d do anything to keep you safe From the danger that surrounds us Little by little Bit by bit Little bit by little bit Now you got it that’s it What’re you thinking Things’ll go sour? Check its temperature every hour Nervous when you own it Nervous when it’s gone What do you think has been going on For so long? You are the air Inside my chest You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one But when I hear it from the other side It’s a completely different song I’m the one who made you cry And I’m the one who’s wrong In my dream you spoke to me And you said You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry You’re the one Nature gives us shapeless shapes Clouds and waves and flame But human expectation Is that love remains the same And when it doesn’t We point our fingers And blame blame blame You’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry And I’m the one I broke your heart I made you cry And you’re the one You broke my heart You made me cry We’re the ones |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
There once was a teacher of great renown
Whose words were like the tablets of stone Because it's easier to learn than unlearn Because we've passed the point of no return Gather your goods and follow me Or you will surely die Verse: I was only a child of the city My parents were children of immigrant stock So we followed as followers go Over a mountain with a napkin of snow And ate the berries and roots That grow along the timberline Deeper and deeper the dreamer of love sleeps on a quilt of stars Bridge: It's cold Sometimes you can't catch your breath It's cold Verse: Time and abundance thickened his step So the teacher divided in two One half ate the forests and fields The other half sucked all the moisture from the clouds And we, we were amazed at the power of his appetite Deeper and deeper the dreamer of love sleeps on a quilt of stars Verse: Sometimes we don't know who we are Sometimes force overpowers us and we cry My teacher carry me home Carry me home my teacher Carry me home Carry me home my teacher Carry me home |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
Look at that
Look at this Drop a stone in the abyss Then walk away and know that anything can happen Just like that Just like this Look at that Look at this Gimme a hug, gimme a kiss Then hey, hey, off to school we go You might learn something Yeah you never know Look at that Look at this Lovers merge and make a wish They close their eves and now their dreams are legal Over the mountain the eagle flies Through clouds of fire Swoop and glide You can't believe it, You can't decide Ask somebody to love you Takes a lot of nerve Ask somebody to love you You got a lot of nerve Ask somebody to love you Takes a lot of nerve Ask somebody to love you Ma ma ma ma Ma ma ma ma Da da da da Da da da da La la la la La la la la Oom bop a doom Look at that Look at this This is near enough to bliss Then over the top we go and down Down to the bottom If you're looking for worries You got 'em Ask somebody to love you You got a lot of nerve Ask somebody to love you Takes a lot of nerve Tih tih tih tih Tih tih tih tih Gur gur gur gur Gur gur gur gur Lih lih lih lih Lih lih lih lih Oom sop a doom Come awake, come alive Common sense we survive Then hey, hey, down the road we go You might learn something Yeah you never know But anyway you've got to go |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
I have a wisdom tooth
Inside my crowed face I have a friend who is born again Found his savior's grace I was born before my father And my children before me We are born and born again Like the waves in the sea That's the way it's always been And that's how I want it to be Nothing but good news There is a frog in South America Whose venom is a cure For all the suffering that mankind Must endure More powerful than morphine And soothing as the rain A frog in South America Has the antidote to pain That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it Some people never say no Some people never complain Some folks have no idea And others will never explain That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it And that's how I want it to be That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it And that's how I want it to be If I could play all the memories In the neck of my guitar I'd write a song called "Se?orita with a necklace of tears" And every tear a sin I'd committed Oh these many years That's who I was That's the way it's always been Some people always want more Some people are what they lack Some folks open a door Walk away and never look back I don't want to be a judge And I don't want to be a jury I know who I am Lord knows who I will be That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it And that's how I want it to be That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it And that's how I want it to be |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
Cool me
Cool my fever high Hold me when I cry I need it so much Makes you want to get down and crawl like a beggar For its touch And all the while it's free as air Like plants the medicine is everywhere Love Love Love We crave it so badly Makes you want to laugh out loud when you receive it And gobble it like candy We think it's easy Sometimes it's easy But it's not easy You're going to break down and cry We're not important We should be grateful And if you're wondering why Love Love Love The price that we pay When evil walks the planet And love is crushed like clay The master races, the chosen peoples The burning temples, the weeping cathedrals |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
Big and fat
Pig's supposed to look like that Barnyard thug Sleeps on straw and calls it a rug Yeah that's a rug, ok Se's walking down the street And nobody's gonna argue with him He's a half-a-ton of pig meat Up in the hills above the farm Lives a pack of wolves Never did no harm Sleep all day Hunt till four Maybe catch a couple of rodents You know carnivore Sheep in the meadow Nibbling on some clover One of the sheep wanders over Sits by a rock Separated from the flock He's just sitting by a rock Where'd he go? Don't know Well he was here a minute ago I don't know Sheep's dead Got a gash as big as a wolf's head Oh god Big and fat Pig's supposed to look like that Wallowing in lanolin He's rubbing it into his pigskin Police going crazy Let's get him Let's get that wolf Let's get him Let's get that wolf Let's get him Let's kill him, let's get him Let's kill him Court-appointed lawyer wasn't very bright Oh maybe he was bright Maybe he just had a late night Yeah it was just a late night And he files some feeble appeal And the governor says forget it It's a done deal Election, i don't care, election Let's give that wolf a lethal iniection Let's get him, yeah get him, Let's kill him, let's get him Let's kill him, let's get him, kill him Let's get him and kill him Whew, slow Here comes the media Setting up their camera Asking everyone's opinion About pigs, sheep and wolves Big and fat Pig's supposed to laugh like that This is hilarious What a great time I'm the pig who committed The perfect crime All around the world France, Scandinavia There's candle light vigils Protesting this behavior It s animal behavior Animal behavior Its pigs, sheep and wolves Pigs, sheep and wolves Pigs, sheep and wolves It's animal behavior It's pigs, sheep and wolves |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
Tell us all a story
About how it used to be Make it up and write it down Just like history About goldilocks and the three bears Nature in the cross hairs And how we all ascended From the deep green sea When it's not too hot Not too cold Not too meek Not too bold When it's just right and you have sunlight Then we're home, Finally home Home in the land of the homeless Finally home Oh what are we going to do I never did a thing to you Time peaceful as a hurricane eve Peaceful as a hurricane eye A history of whispers A shadow of a horse Faces painted black in sorrow and remorse White cloud, black crow Crucifix and arrow The oldest silence speaks the loudest Under the deep green sea When speech becomes a crime Silence leads the spirit Over the bridge of time Over the bridge of time I'm walking with my family And the road begins to climb And it's oh lord how we going to pray With crazy angel voices All night Until it's a new day Peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a hurricane eye Peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a hurricane eye Peaceful as a hurricane eye You want to be a leader? You want to change the game? Turn your back on money Walk away from fame You want to be a missionary? Got that missionary zeal? Let a stranger change your life How does it make you feel? You want to be a writer But you don't know how or when Find a quiet place Use a humble pen You want to talk talk talk about it All night squawk about The ocean and the atmosphere Well i've been away for a long time And it looks like a mess around here I'll be away for a long time So here's how the story goes There was an old woman Who lived in a shoe She was baking a cinnamon pie She fell asleep in a washing machine Woke up in a hurricane eye |
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from Paul Simon - You'Re The One (2000)
I am heading for a time of quiet
When my restlessness is past And I can lie down on my blanket And release my fists at last I am heading for a time of solitude Of peace without illusions When the perfect circle Marries all beginnings and conclusions And when they say That you're not good enough Well the answer is You're hot But who are they Or what is it That eats at what you've got With the hunger of ambition For the change inside the purse They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends Handcuffs on the soul And worse I am heading for a place of quiet Where the sage and sweetgrass grow By a lake of sacred water From the mountain's melted snow |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine. I can't for the life of me Remember a sadder day I know they say let it be But it just don't work out that way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again No I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine. I just can t believe it's so Though it seems strange to say I never been laid so low In such a mysterious way And the course of a lifetime runs Over and over again But I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day When the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh the mother and child reunion Is only a moment away |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
Couple in the next room
Bound to win a prize They've been goin' at it all night long Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep but these motel walls are cheap Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song, here's my song My father was a fisherman my mama was a fisherman's friend and I was born in the boredom and the chowder So when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes headed down the turnpike for New England. sweet New England Holes in my confidence holes in the knees of my jeans It's left without a penny in my pocket Oo-o wee I's about as destituted as a kid could be And I wish I wore a ring so I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd singin sacred songs and reading form the bible Well I told her I was lost and she told me all about the Pentecost And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival Just later on the very same night when I crept to her tent with a flashlight and my long years of innocence ended Well she took me to the woods sayin' "Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!" And just like a dog I was befriended I was befriended Oh, oh, what a night Oh what a garden of delight Even now that sweet memory lingers I was playin' my guiter lying underneath the stars just thankin' the lord for my fingers for my fingers |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
Paraphernalia
Never hides your broken bones And I don't know why You want to try It's plain to see you're on your own Oh, I ain't blind, no Some folks are crazy Others walk that borderline Watch what you're doing Taking downs to get off to sleep And ups to start you on your way After a while they'll change your style I see it happening every day Oh spare your heart Everything put together Sooner or later falls apart There's nothing to it, nothing to it And you can cry You can lie For all the good it'll do you You can die But when it's done And the police come, and they lay you down for dead Just remember what I said |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
Went to my doctor yesterday
She said I seem to be O.K. She said "Paul, you better look around How long you think that you can Run that body down? How many nights you think that you can Do what you been doin' Who you foolin?" I came back home and I went to bed I was resting my head My wife came in and she said "What's wrong, sweet boy, what's wrong" Ah, I told her what's wrong I said "Peg, you better look around How long you think that you can Run that body down? How many nights you think that you can Do what you Deen doin' Now, who you foolin?" Kid, you better look around How long you think that you can Run that body down? How many nights you think that you can Do what you been doin' Who you foolin?" |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
On Armistice Day
The Philharmonic will play But the songs that we sing Will be sad Shufflin brown tunes Hanging around No long drawn blown out excuses Were made When I needed a friend she was there Just like an easy chair Armistice Day Armistice Day That's all I really wanted to say Oh I'm weary from waiting In Washington D.C. I'm coming to see my Congressman But he's avoiding me Weary from waiting down in Washington D.C. Oh Congresswoman Won't you tell that Congressman I've waited such a long time I've about waited all I can Oh Congresswoman Won't you tell that Congressman |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
The mama pajama rolled out of bed
And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law The mama looked down and spit on the ground Everytime my name gets mentioned The papa said oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention Well I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I done know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard Me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they come and Take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard See you, me and Julio Down by the schoolyard |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
Peace like a river ran thnough the city
Long past the midnight curfew We sat starry-eyed We were satisfied And I remember Misinformation followed us like a plague Nobody knew from time to time If the plans were changed If the plans were changed. You can beat us with wires You can beat us with chains You can run out your rules But you know you cans outrun the history train I've seen a glorious day. Four in the morning I woke up from out of my dreams Nowhere to go but back to sleep But I'm reconciled Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to be up for a while |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
It's carbon and monoxide
The ole Detroit perfume And it hangs on the highways In the morning And it lays you down by noon Oh Papa Hobo You can see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy But I feel like a clown It's a natural reaction I learned In this basketball town Sweep up I been sweeping up the tips I've made I been living on Gatorade Planning my getaway Detnoit, Detroit Got a hell of a hockey team Got a left-handed way Of making a man sign up on that Automotive dream, oh yeah Oh Papa Papa Hobo Could you slip me a ride Well, it's just after breakfast I'm in the road And the weatherman lied |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
I got some so-called friends
They'll smile right to my face But, when my back is turned They'd like to stick it to me Yes they would Oh no no, oh no no There's only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on I fly into J.F.K. My heart goes boom boom boom I know that customs man He's going to take me To that little room Oh no no. Oh no, no Theres only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on Whose side are you on I got the paranoia blues Fnom knockin' around in New York City Where they roll you for a nickel And they stick you for the extra dime Anyway you choose You're bound to lose in New York City Oh I iust got out in the nick of time Well I just got out in the nick of time Once I was down in Chinatown I was eating some Lin's Chow Fon I happened to turn around And when I looked I see My Chow Fon's gone Oh no, no. Oh no, no There's only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on, whose side are you on There's only one thing I need to know Whose side, whose side, whose side |
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from Paul Simon - Paul Simon (1972)
Congratulations
Oh, seems like you've done it again And I ain't had such misery Since I don't know when Oh, and I don't know when, oh, and I don't know when I notice so many people Slipping away And many more waiting in the lines In the courtrooms today In the courtrooms today Love is not a game Love is not a toy Love's no romance Love will do you in And love will wash you out And needless to say You won't stand a chance, you won't stand a chance I'm hungry for learning Won't you answer me please Can a man a woman Live together in peace Oh, live together in peace |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
I met my old lover
On the street last night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy afler all these years Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man Who tends to socialize I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I aint no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should l? Its all gonna fade Now I sit by my window And I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy Still crazy Still crazy after all these years |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
In my little town
I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall my little town Coming home after school Riding my bike past the gates of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze And after it rains there's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagination they lack Everything's the same back in my little town In my little town I never meant nothing I was just my father's son Saving my money Dreamin of glory Twitching like a finger on a trigger of a gun Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
We were married on a rainy day
The sky was yellow And the grass was gray We signed the papers And we drove away I do it for your love The rooms were musty And the pipes were old All that winter we shared a cold Drank all the orange juice That we could hold I do it for your love Found a rug In an old junk shop And I brought it home to you Along the way the colors ran The orange bled the blue The sting of reason The splash of tears The northern and the southern Hemispheres Love emerges And it disappears I do it for your love I do it for your love |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to leave your lover She said it's really not my habit to intrude Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said I appreciate that and would you please explain About the fifty ways She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave your lover You just slip out the back, Jack Make a new plan, Stan You don't need to be coy, Roy Just get yourself free Hop on the bus, Gus You don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee And get yourself free |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
There were two men down
And the score tied In the bottom of the eighth When the pitcher died And they laid his spikes On the pitcher's mound And his uniform was torn And his number was left on the ground Then the night turned cold Colder than the moon The stars were white as bones The stadium was old Older than the screams Older than the teams There were three men down And the season lost And the tarpaulin was rolled Upon the winter frost |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
Words & music by paul simon
The night was black, the roads were icy Snow was fallin', drifts were high And I was weary, from my driving And I stopped to rest for a while I sat down at a truck stop I was thinking about my past I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone at last, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last 00, oo, oo, oo, oo I ain't dumb I kicked around some I don't fall too easily But that boy looked so dejected He just grabbed my sympathy Sweet little soul now, what's your problem? Tell me why you're so downcast I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone at last, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last 00, oo, oo, oo, oo Once in a while from out of nowhere When you don't expect it, and you're unprepared Somebody will come and lift you higher And your burdens will be shared Yes I do believe, if I hadn't met you I might still be sinking fast I've had a long streak of bad luck But I'm praying it's gone at last Gone, gone, gone at last Gone at last, gone at last I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last Gone, gone, gone gone gone gone Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone I had a long streak of that bad luck But I'm prayin' it's gone at last |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
Words & music by paul simon
Yesterday it was my birthday I hung one more year on the line I should be depressed My life's a mess But I'm having a good time Oo, I've been loving and loving and loving I'm exhausted from loving so well I should go to bed But a voice in my head Says "ah, what the hell" Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland But I think it's all overdone Exaggerating this and exaggerating that They don't have no fun I don't believe what I read in the papers They're just out to capture my dime I ain't worrying And I ain't scurrying; I'm having a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Maybe I'm laughing my way to disaster Maybe my race has been run Maybe I'm blind to the fate of mankind But what can be done? So God bless the goods we was given And God bless the u. s. of a. And God bless our standard of livin' Let's keep it that way And we'll all have a good time Repeat and fade: Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
You're kind
You're so kind You rescued me when I was blind And you put me on your pillow When I was on the wall You're so kind So kind So kind And you're good You're so good You introduced me to your neighborhood Seems like I ain't never had so many friends before That's because you're good You're so good Why you don't treat me like the other humans do Is just a mystery to me It gets me agitated when I think that You're gonna love me now indefinitely So goodbye, goodbye I'm gonna leave you now And here's the reason why I like to sleep with the window open And you keep the window closed So goodbye Goodbye Goodbye |
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from Paul Simon - Still Crazy After All These Years (2006)
Silent Eyes
Watching Jerusalem Making her bed of stones Silent Eyes No One will comfort her Jerusalem Weeps alone She is sorrow Sorrow She burns like a flame And she calls my name Silent Eyes Burning In the desert sun Halfway to Jerusalem And we shall all be called as witnesses Each and every one To stand before the eyes of God And speak what was done |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Ev'ry day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be, Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Silently for me. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've gone to look for America Laughing on the bus playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera Toss me a cigaret I think there's one in the raincoat We smoked the last one an hour ago So I looked at the scenary she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field Cathy I'm lost I said though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and aching and I don't know why Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Mama pyjama rolled outta bed
she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout he started the investigation And it's against the law it was against the law What what mama saw it was against the law Mama looked down and spit on the ground every time my name gets mentioned The papa said oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of attention Well I'm on my way I don't know where I'm goin I'm on my way takin my time but I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona Seein me and Julio down by the schoolyard Seein me and Julio down by the schoolyard In a couple of days they're gonna take me away When the press let the story leak Now when the radical breach comes to get me released Appears all on the cover of Newsweek And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm goin But I'm on my way takin my time but I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona Seein me and Julio down by the schoolyard Seein me and Julio down by the schoolyard Seein me and Julio down by the schoolyard |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
스카보로 시장으로 가시는 길인가요? Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme 파슬리,세이지,로즈마리 그리고 백리향 Remember me to one who lives there 그곳에 살고 있는 한 여인에게 내 안부를 전해주세요 She once was a true love of mine 그녀는 예전 내가 진정 사랑했던 여인이라구 Tell her to make me a cambric shirt 그녀에게 저를 위해 삼베옷 하나만 만들어 달라고 전해주세요 Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme 파슬리,세이지,로즈마리 그리고 백리향 Without no seams nor needless work 솔기도 자수도 넣을 필요 없다고 말입니다 Then she'll be a true love of mine 그러면 그녀는 내 진실한 사랑이 될겁니다 Tell her to find me an acre of land 내게 한 에이커의 땅을 찾아달라고 전해주세요 parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme 파슬리,세이지,로즈마리 그리고 백리향 Between the salt water and the sea strands 바다와 바닷가 사이에 있는 저 땅 말입니다 Then she'll be a true love of mine 그러면 그녀는 저의 진실한 사랑이 될겁니다 Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather 가죽을 씌운 낫으로 그 꽃들을 베어달라고 전해 주세요 Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme 파슬리,세이지,로즈마리 그리고 백리향 And gather it all in a bunch of heather 그리고 그 모든 꽃들을 거두어 화환을 만들어 달라고 말입니다 Then she'll be a true love of mine 그러면 그녀는 저의 진실한 사랑이 될겁니다 Are you going to Scarborough Fair? 스카보로 시장으로 가시는 길인가요? Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme 파슬리,세이지,로즈마리 그리고 백리향 Remember me to one who lives there 그곳에 살고 있는 한 여인에게 내 안부를 전해주세요 She once was a true love of mine 그녀는 예전 내가 진정 사랑했던 여인이라구 |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain; May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again. June, she'll change her tune, In restless walks she'll prowl the night; July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight. August, die she must, The autumn winds blow chilly and cold; September I'll remember A love once new has now grown old. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
Wake up, little Susie, wake up We both fell sound asleep Wake up, little Susie, and weep The movie's over, it's four o'clock and we're in trouble deep Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie Well, what are we gonna tell your Mama? What are we gonna tell your Pop? What are we gonna tell our friends when they say "Ooh la la"? Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie Well, I told your Mama that you'd be in by ten Well, Susie baby, looks like we goofed again Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie We gotta go home Wake up, little Susie, wake up Wake up, little Susie, wake up The movie wasn't so hot It didn't have much of a plot We fell asleep, our goose is cooked our reputation is shot Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie Well, what are we gonna tell your Mama? What are we gonna tell your Pop? What are we gonna tell our friends when they say "Ooh la la"? Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie Wake up, little Susie |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
I met my old lover on the street last night,
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled, And we talked about some old times, And we drank ourselves some beers, Still crazy after all these years, Oh, still crazy after all these years. I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize, I seem to learn on old familiar ways, And I ain't no fool for love songs, That whisper in my ears. Still crazy after all these years, Oh, still crazy after all these years. Four in the morning, Crapped out, Yawning, Longing my life away. I'll never worry, Why should I? It's all gonna fade. Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars, I fear I'll do some damage one fine day, But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers. Still crazy after all these years, Oh, still crazy, Still crazy, Still crazy after all these years |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused
Yes and I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused Ah but I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm just weary thru my bones Still you don't expect to be bright and bon-vivant So far away from home, so far away from home And I don't know a soul who's not been battered I don't have a friend who feels at ease I don't know a dream that's not been shattered or driven to its knees But it's alright, it's alright, for we live so well, so long Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on I wonder what's gone wrong, I can't help it I wonder what's gone wrong And I dreamed I was dying, I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly And looking back down at me, smiled reassuringly And I dreamed I was flying, and high up above my eyes could clearly see The statue of liberty, sailing away to sea, and I dreamed I was flying But we come on a ship they called Mayflower We come on a ship that sailed the moon We come in the ages' most uncertain hours and sing an American tune And it's alright, oh it's alright, it's alright, you can be forever blessed Still tomorrow's gonna be another working day and I'm trying to get some rest That's all I'm trying, to get some rest |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
The first thing I remember
I was lying in my bed It couldn't have been no more than one or two I remember there's a radio Comin from the room next door And my mother laughed the way some ladies do When it's late in the evening And the music's seeping through The next thing I remember I am walking down the street I'm feeling all right I'm with my boys I'm with my troops yeah And down along the avenue Some guys were shootin pool And I heard the sound of a cappella groups yeah Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops yeah Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage in this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up loud and began to play And it was late in the evening And I blew that room away The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do Well I guess I've been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor But I never loved no one The way I loved you It was late in the evening And all the music seeping through The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do Well I guess I've been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor But I never loved no one The way I loved you It was late in the evening And all the music seeping through |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a man, he came from my home town He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown He said "Delores, I live in fear My love for you is so overpowering I'm afraid that I will disappear" Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a woman, became a wife These are the very words she uses to describe her life She said "A good day ain't got not rain" She said "A bad day's when I lie in bed And I think of things that might have been" Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away And I know a father who had a son He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he had done He came a long way just to explain He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping Then he turned around and he headed home again Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away God only knows, God makes his plan The information's unavailable to the mortal man We're working our jobs, collect our pay Believe we're gliding down the highway When in fact we're slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
New York -- to that tall skyline I come
Flyin' in from London to your door New York -- lookin' down on Central Park Where they say you should not wander after dark New York -- like a scene from all those movies But you're real enough to me, for there's a heart A heart that lives in New York A heart in New York arose on the street I write my song to that city heartbeat A heart in New York -- the love in her eyes An open door and a friend for the night New York -- you got money on your mind And my words won't make a dime's worth of difference So here's to you, New York |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school Its a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education Hasnt hurt me none I can read the writing on the wall Kodachrome They give us those nice bright colors They give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the worlds a sunny day, oh yeah I got a nikon camera I love to take a photograph So mama don't take my kodachrome away If you took all the girls I knew When I was single And brought them all together for one night I know theyd never match My sweet imagination And everything looks worse in black and white Kodachrome They give us those nice bright colors They give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the worlds a sunny day, oh yeah I got a nikon camera I love to take a photograph So mama dont take my kodachrome away mama don't take my kodachrome away mama don't take my kodachrome away mama don't take my kodachrome away mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome mama don't take my kodachrome Maybellene why can't you be true Oh Maybellene why can't you be true You've started back doing the things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybellene in a coup de ville A Cadillac arollin on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The cadillac doin bout ninety five She's bumper to bumber rollin' side by side Maybellene why can't you be true Oh Maybellene why can't you be true You've started back doing the things you used to do The motor cooled down the heat went down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a sittin like a ton of lead A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin like it's sittin' still And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill Maybellene why can't you be true Oh Maybellene why can't you be true You've started back doing the things you used to do Oh Maybellene why can't you be true Oh Maybellene why can't you be true You've started back doing the things you used to do You've started back doing the things you used to do You've started back doing the things you used to do |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
When you're weary feeling small when tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side oh when times get rough And friend just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. When you're down and out when you're on the street when evening falls so hard I will comfort you I'll take your part oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll lay me down. Sail on silver girl, sail on by your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I'll ease your mind. Like a bridge over troubled water I'll ease your mind.
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
the problem is all inside your head,she said to me
the answer is easy if you take it logically. i'de like to help you in your struggle to be free there must be 50 ways to leave your lover. she said it's really not my habit to intrude for the more i hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued so i repeat my self,at the risk of being cruel there must be 50 ways to leave your lover chorus: just slip out the back,Jack make a new plan,Stan don't need to be coy,Roy just listen to me hop on the bus,Gus don't need to discuss much just drop off the key,Lee and get yourself free. she said it grieves me so to see you in such pain i wish there was somthing i could do to make you smile again i said,i appreciate that, and would you please explain about the 50 ways. she said,why don't we both just sleep on it tonight and i believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light and then she kissed me and i realized she probably was rihgt there must be 50 ways to leave your lover 50ways to leve your lover... chorus... |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
I am just a poor boy
나는 가난한 사내 Though my story's seldom told 사람들은 내 이야기를 잘 모르겠지만 I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles 주머니 한 가득 채워 줄 거란 말 있는 힘을 다해 주먹을 날렸었지 Such are promises 그런 약속을 믿었어 All lies, and jests 모두 거짓과 허풍일 뿐이련안 Still a man hears what he wants to hear 인간은 원하는 말만 들으려고 하고 And disregards the rest 다른 것에 대해선 고개 돌려버리지 When I left my home and my family 내가 집과 가족을 떠났을때 I was no more than a boy 나는 그저 소년에 불과했었어 In the company of strangers 낯선 군중들 In the quiet of the railway station 기차역의 적막 속에서 Running scared 겁에 질려 달음질치며 Llaying low 보일 듯 말 듯 웅크린 채 Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go 누더기를 걸친 이들이 살아가는 빈민가를 찾아 헤매다 Looking for the places only they would know 오직 그들만이 알고 있는 그런 곳을 전전했었지 Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la--la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Asking only workman's wages 막노동의 대가 정도만 바라며 I come looking for a job 일자리를 찾아 다녔지만 But I get no offers 아무도 일을 안 주더군 Just a "come on" from the whores on seventh Avenue 7번가 창녀들의 유혹의 말 외에는 I do declare there were times 그래, 난 말할 수 있어 When I was so lonesome 너무나 외로웠을 땐 I took some comfort there 나도 그런 곳에서 평안을 구했어 Ooo-la-la Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la--la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Then I'm laying out my winterclothes 그러다간 겨울 옷가지를 늘어놓고 And wishing I was gone, going home 떠나고 싶어하는 거야, 집으로 가고 있다면 Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me, going home 뉴욕의 매서운 겨울바람에도 살갗 터지지 않는 눈물 흘리지 않는 그 곳, 집으로 In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade 텅 빈 벌판 위 싸움으로 돈을 버는 한 권투 선수가 서 있다 And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out 그 얼굴의 상처들은, 자신을 무너뜨리고 고통으로 비명 지를 때까지 찍어 내리던 그 모든 주먹의 기억을 싣고 있지 In his anger and his shame 분노와 치욕 속에서 되뇌이는 건 I am leaving, I am leaving 떠나야지, 떠나야지 But the fighter still remains 하지만, 선수는 아직 떠나지 못해요 Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la--la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blowin´ through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old friends Old friends, winter companions, the old men Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun The sounds of the city sifting through trees Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a parkbench quietly How terribly strange to be seventy Old friends, memory brushes the same years, silently sharing the same fears |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Slow down, you move to fast
You got to make the morning last Just kickin' down the cobblestones Lookin' for fun and Feelin' Groovy Hello lamppost what's knowing? I've come to watch your flowers growing Ain't cha got no rhymes for me? Dootin' doo-doo Feelin' Groovy I got no deeds to do No promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let the morning time drop all its petals on me Life I love you All is Groovy. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - The Concert In Central Park (1982)
Hello darkness, my old friend
잘 있었니, 내 오랜 친구 어둠아 I've come to talk with you again 너와 다시 얘기하려고 왔어 Because a vision softly creeping 어떤 환영이 살며시 다가와 Left its seeds while I was sleeping 내가 잠든 사이 씨를 뿌리고 갔거든 And the vision that was planted in my brain 내 머리 속에 심어진 그 환영은 still remains within the sound of silence 침묵의 소리 속에 아직도 남아있어 In restless dreams I walked alone 불안한 꿈속에서 난 홀로 걸었어 Narrow streets of cobblestone 자갈이 깔린 좁은 골목길을 말이야 Beneath the halo of a street lamp 가로등 불빛의 원광 아래서 I turned my collar to the cold and damp 추위와 습기를 막으려 옷깃을 올려 세웠지 when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light that split the night 그 때 내 눈은 밤을 가르는 네온 불빛에 찌르는 듯 했고 and touched the sound of silence 그 불빛은 침묵의 소리를 깨뜨렸어 And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people maybe more 적나라한 불빛 속에서 난 보았어 만 명 어쩌면 더 많은 사람들을 말이야 People talking without speaking 그 사람들은 대화가 아닌 말을 지껄이고 People hearing without listening 귀기울이지 않은 채 흘려 듣고 People writing songs that voices never share 목소리로는 표현할 수 없는 노래를 지어 내고 있었어 No one dare disturb the sound of silence 그리고 아무도 감히 그 침묵의 소리를 깨뜨리지 못했지 "Fools" said I, "You do not know 내가 이렇게 말했어 "바보들, silence like a cancer grows. 당신들은 암처럼 퍼져 나가는 침묵이 뭔지 모르나요 Hear my words that I might teach you. 내가 알려 줄테니 잘 들어요 Take my arms that I might reach you." 내 손을 잡아 봐요. 내가 다가갈께요." But my words like silent raindrops fell 하지만 내 말은 소리없이 내리는 비처럼 and echoed in the wells of silence 침묵의 샘 안에 떨어져 메아리 쳤어 And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made 사람들은 자신이 만들어 낸 네온 신에게 절하고 기도하지 And the sign flashed out its warning in the words that it was forming 그리고 그 네온이 만들어 낸 구에 경고의 메시지가 빛났어 And the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the" 이렇게 쓰여 있었지 예언자의 말씀은 subway walls and tenement halls" 지하철 벽이나 빈민가 건물 현관에 적혀 있다" 고 말이야 And whispered in the sounds of silence 그리고 침묵의 소리로 속삭였어 |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
hello,darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping. I left the seeds while I was sleeping, and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains with in the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone narrow streets of cobble stone, neath the halo of a street-lamp turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light split the night and touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light,I saw ten thousand people maybe more people talking without speaking people hearing without listening people writing songs that voices never share no one dare disturb the sound of silence "Fools!" said I "you do not know, SILENCE LIKE CANCER GROW." "hear my words that i might teach you, take my arms that I might reach you" But my words like silent raindrops fell, and echoed in the walls of silence . and the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made. and the sign flached out it's warning. In the words that it was forming, and the signs said, "the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls" and whisper'd in the sound of silence. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song.
I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long Time hurries on. And the leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl. I held her close, but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write. And the leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. I threw a pebble in a brook And watched the ripples run away And they never made a sound. And the leaves that are green turned to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. Hello, Hello, Hello, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, That's all there is. And the leaves that are green turned to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit.
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows. Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ratted on, O Lord, Why have you forsaken me? I got no place to go, I've walked around Soho for the last night or so. Ah, but it doesn't matter, no. Blessed is the land and the kingdom. Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to. Blessed are the meth drinkers, Pot sellers, Illusion dwellers. O Lord, Why have you forsaken me? My words trickle down, like a wound That I have no intention to heal. Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass. Blessed is the church service makes me nervous Blessed are the penny rookers, Cheap hookers, Groovy lookers. O Lord, Why have you forsaken me? I have tended my own garden Much too long. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Topping on my roof and walls And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies My minds's distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're asleep And kiss you when you start your day And a song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time Writing songs I can't believe With words that tear and strain to thyme And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go I |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me asleep with the night. Her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow, Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. Oh baby, you don't know what I've done, I've committed a crime, I've broken the law. While you were here sleeping and just dreaming of me, I held up and robbed a liquor store. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. Oh my life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, A scene badly written in which I must play. And thought it puts me up tight to leave you, I know it's not right to leave you, When morning is just a few hours away. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
With political connections to spread his wealth around. Born into society, a banker's only child, He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style. But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes: Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show. And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got. But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch, And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much, So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read: "Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head." But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
He was a most peculiar man.
That's what Mrs. Riordan said and she should know; She lived upstairs from him She said he was a most peculiar man. He was a most peculiar man. He lived all alone within a house, Within a room, within himself, A most peculiar man. He had no friends, he seldom spoke And no one in turn ever spoke to him, 'Cause he wasn't friendly and he didn't care And he wasn't like them. Oh, no! he was a most peculiar man. He died last Saturday. He turned on the gas and he went to sleep With the windows closed so he'd never wake up To his silent world and his tiny room; And Mrs. Riordan says he has a brother somewhere Who should be notified soon. And all the people said, "What a shame that he's dead, But wasn't he a most peculiar man?" |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again. June, she'll change her tune, In restless walks she'll prowl the night July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight. August, die she must, The autumn winds blow chilly and cold September I'll remember A love once new has now grown old. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
Bad news, bad news!
I heard you're packing to leave! I come arunning right over; I just couldn't believe it, I just couldn't believe it. Oh, baby, baby You must be out of your mind. Do you know what you're kicking away? We've got a groovy thing goin', baby, We've got a groovy thing. I never done you no wrong, I never hit you when you're down, I always gave you good loving, I never ran around, I never ran around. Oh, baby, baby You must be out of your mind. Do you know what you're kicking away? We've got a groovy thing goin', baby, We've got a groovy thing. There's something you ought to know If you're fixing to go, I can't make it without you; No no no no, no, no, no, no, No no no no, no, no, no. Oh, baby, baby You must be out of your mind. Do you know what you're kicking away? We've got a groovy thing goin', baby, We've got a groovy thing. We've got a groovy thing goin', baby, We've got a groovy thing. |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds Of Silence (1966)
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Don't talk of love, But I've heard the words before; It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries. |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon and Forere Motlobeloa)
It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
The Mississippi delta
Was shining like a national guitar I am following the river, down the highway Through the cradle of the Civil War I'm going to Graceland, Graceland In Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland My traveling companion is nine years old He is the child of my first marriage But I've reason to believe We both will be received In Graceland She comes back to tell me she's gone As if I didn't know that As if I didn't know my own bed As if I'd never noticed The way she brushed her hair from her forehead And she said losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow I'm going to Graceland Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and Pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland And my traveling companions Are ghosts and empty sockets I'm looking at ghosts and empties But I've reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Whoa, so this is what she means She means we're bouncing into Graceland And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow In Graceland, in Graceland I'm going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain There's some part of me wants to see Graceland And I may be obliged to defend Every love, every ending Or maybe there's no obligations now Maybe I've a reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland Whoa-oh-oh-oh, in Graceland, in Graceland,in Graceland I'm going to Graceland |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
She looked me over And I guess she thought I was all right All right in a sort of a limited way For an off-night She said don't I know you From the cinematographer's party I said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head She said there's something about you That really reminds me of money She is the kind of a girl Who could say things that Weren't that funny I said what does that mean I really remind you of money She said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head She moved so easily All I could think of was sunlight I said aren't you the women Who was recently given a Fulbright She said don't I know you From the cinematographer's party I said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
I was having this discussion In a taxi heading downtown Rearranging my position On this friend of mine who had A little bit of a breakdown I said breakdowns come And breakdowns go So what are you going to do about it That's what I'd like to know You don't feel you could love me But I feel you could It was in the early morning hours When I fell into a phone call Believing I had supernatural powers I slammed into a brick wall I said hey, is this my problem? Is this my fault? If that's the way it's going to be I'm going to call the whole thing to a halt You don't feel you could love me But I feel you could You don't feel you could love me But I feel you could I was walking down the street When I thought I heard this voice say Say, ain't we walking down the same street together On the very same day I said hey Senorita that's astute I said why don't we get together And call ourselves an institute You don't feel you could love me But I feel you could You don't feel you could love me But I feel you could |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing Ta na na Ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these diamonds And I could say Oo oo oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes And puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bridges and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of her shoes And I could say Oo oo oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose These walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now? Why am I soft in the middle? The rest of my life is so hard! I need a photo-opportunity, I want a shot at redemption! Don't want to end up a cartoon, In a cartoon graveyard ..... Bonedigger, Bonedigger, Dogs in the moonlight. Far away, my well-lit door. Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly, Get these mutts away from me! You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore .... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! A man walks down the street, He says, Why am I short of attention? Got a short little span of attention, And whoa, my nights are so long! Where's my wife and family? What if I die here? Who'll be my role-model? Now that my role-model is .... Gone ...... gone, He ducked back down the alley, With some roly-poly, little bat-faced girl. All along .... along .... There were incidents and accidents, There were hints and allegations ..... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! Call me Al ...... A man walks down the street, It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the Third World. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language, He holds no currency. He is a foreign man, He is surrounded by the sound, sound .... Cattle in the marketplace. Scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around ..... He sees angels in the architecture, Spinning in infinity, He says, Amen! and Hallelujah! If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! You can call me Al ...... More Lyrics |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
Joseph's face was black as night The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere And he walked his days Under African skies This is the story of how we begin to remember This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream of falling and calling your name out These are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain In early memory Mission music Was ringing 'round my nursery door I said take this child, Lord From Tucson Arizona Give her the wings to fly through harmony And she won't bother you no more This is the story of how we begin to remember This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream of falling and calling your name out These are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain Joseph's face was black as night And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere And he walked the length of his days Under African skies |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
Emaweni webaba Silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Webaba silale maweni Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake We are homeless, we are homeless The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake And we are homeless, homeless, homeless The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Zio yami, zio yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami amakhaza asengi bulele Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami, angibulele amakhaza Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami somandla angibulele mama Zio yami, nhliziyo yami Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami Too loo loo, too loo loo Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo Too loo loo, too loo loo Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo Strong wind destroy our home Many dead, tonight it could be you Strong wind, strong wind Many dead, tonight it could be you And we are homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Homeless, homeless Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqoba Esanqoba lonke ilizwe (ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) Esanqoba phakathi e England Yitho omanqoba Esanqoba phakathi e London Yitho omanqoba Esanqoba phakathi e England Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody sing hello, hello, hello Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih Somebody cry why, why, why? Kuluman Kulumani, Kulumani sizwe Singenze njani Baya jabula abasi thanda yo Ho |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
(Paul Simon)
Fat Charlie the Archangel Slped into the room He said I have no opinion about this And I have no opinion about that Sad as a lonely little wrinkled balloon He said well I don't claim to be happy about this, boys And I don't seem to be happy about that I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of this crazy love She says she knows about jokes This time the joke is on me Well, I have no opinion about that And I have no opinion about me Somebody could walk into this room And say your life is on fire It's all over the evening news All about the fire in your life On the evening news I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love Fat Charlie the Archangel Files for divorce He says well this will eat up a year of my life And then there's all that weight to be lost She says the joke is on me I say the joke is on her I said I have no opinion about that Well, we'll just have to wait and confer I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of your love I don't want no part of this crazy love I don't want no part of this crazy love |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
A long time ago, yeah Before you was born dude When I was still single And life was great I held this job as a traveling salesman That kept me moving from state to state Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette State of Louisiana Wondering where a city boy could go To get a little conversation Drink a little red wine Catch a little bit of those Cajun girls Dancing to Zydeco Along come a young girl She's pretty as a prayerbook Sweet as an apple on Christmas day I said good gracious can this be my luck If that's my prayerbook Lord let us pray Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette State of Louisiana Wondering where a city boy could go To get her in a conversation Drink a little red wine Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier The King of the Bayou Well, that was your mother And that was your father Before you was born dude When life was great You are the burden of my generation I sure do love you But let's get that straight Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette Arcoss the street from The Public Heading down to the Lone Star Cafe Maybe get a little conversation Drink a little red wine Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier Dancing the night away |
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from Paul Simon - Graceland (1986)
Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints I've seen them all and man They're all the same Well, the sun gets weary And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says what's a better thing to do Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere There's a former army post Abandoned now just like the war And there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's what that old army post was for Well, the sun gets bloody And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says what's a better thing to do Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives the former talk-show host Far and wide his name was known He said there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's why we must learn to live alone |
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from MBC 대학가요제 - 제1회 '77 MBC 대학가요제 2집 [omnibus, live] (1978)
나는 가난한 소년
내 신세 타령은 별로 안하지마는 한참 투덜거리면 내 마음 후련해 세상 사람들 모두 거짓말과 익살만을 듣고 싶어해 내가 고향집을 떠나서 낯선 사람들과 무서워 떨 때까지도 나는 아직 어린 소년이었었다네 가난하고 초라한 사람들 세계 속에 생활하면서 내 자신은 방황하였었다네 부모 형제 떠난 나의 처량한 이 신세를 반겨 줄 이 없는 이 세상에 나의 친구 또한 없다네 난 울었네 샌드백 두드리며 외로움 달랠거라고 외로움에 잠 못 이루면서 나의 고향집 생각에 추운 이 겨울도 포근한 고향집에 가고파 음 가고파 나는 지금 권투선수되어 링 위에 서서 날리는 주먹마다에 울분과 집념을 불 태우며 분노와 수치 속에 온 몸을 떨면서 링을 떠날 그 복서를 찾아 오늘도 뛰네 |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
Old Friends Old Friends Sat on their park bench like bookends Newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes Of the old friends Old Friends Winter companions the old men Lost in thier overcoats Waiting for the sunset The sounds of the city sifting through trees Settle like dust On the shoulders of the old friends Can you imagine us years from today Sharing a park bench quietly How terribly strange to be seventy Old Friends Memory brushes the same years Silently sharing the same fear A time it was It was a time A time it was It was a time A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They're all that's left you |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
A winter's day In a deep and dark December I am alone Gazing from my window To the streets below On a freshly fallen silent I am a rock I am an island I've built walls A fortress deep and mighty That none may penetrate I have no need for friendship Friendship causes pain It's laughter and it's loving I disdain I am a rock I am an island Don't talk of love Well I've heard the word before It's sleeping in my memory I won't disturb the slumber Of feelings that have died If I'd never loved I never would have cried I am a rock I am an island I have my books And my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armor Hiding in my room Safe within my womb I touch no one and no one touches me I am a rock I am an island And the rock feels no pain And an island never cries |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together "I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And we walked off to look for America "우리 연인이 되어서 우리의 재산을 합치는 게 어떨까?" "난 가방 안에 돈을 좀 가져왔어." 그래서 우리는 담배 한 보루와 와그너여사 파이를 샀다. 그리고 우리는 미국을 찾아 걸어서 떠났다. "Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now" It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've gone to look for America |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm It's a light and tumble journey From the East Side to the park Just a fine and fancy ramble To the zoo But you can take the crosstown bus If it's raining or it's cold And the animals will love it If you do If ya do now Something tells me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm The monkeys stand for honesty Giraffes are insincere And the elephants are kindly but they're dumb Ourang-outangs are skeptical Of changes in their cages And the zookeeper is very fond of rum Zebras are reactionaries Antelopes are missionaries Pigeons plot in secrecy And hamsters turn on frequently What a gas Ya gotta come and see At the zoo At the zoo At the zoo At the zoo |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
My daddy was the family bassman My mamma was an engineer And I was born one dark gray morn With music coming in my ears In my ears They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel My daddy was a prominent frogman My mamma's in the Naval Reserve When I was young I carried a gun But I never got the chance to serve I did not serve They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel My daddy got a big promotion My mamma got a raise in pay There's no one home, we're all alone Oh come into my room and play Yes we can play I'm not talking about your pigtails But I'm talking 'bout your sex appeal Hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel |
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from Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends: Live On Stage [live] (2004)
I hear the drizzle of the rain like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls And from the shelter of my mind through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain drenched streets to England where my heart lies My minds distracted and diffused my thoughts are many miles away they lie with you and you're asleep kiss you when you start your day and the song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time writing songs I can't believe with words that tear and strain to rhyme and so you see I have come to doubt all that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs the only truth I know is you and as I watch the drops of rain weave thier weary paths and I I know that I am like the rain there but for the grace of you go I |
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