Lyrics and Words
 
The lyrics on this page are from the songs that are most meaningful to me in my life. Sometimes the lyrics of a song can express a feeling that you have better than you ever could have expressed yourself, in your own words. Enjoy.



Tom Atto
Uptight (and downright manic)
NaÔve Midwestern Boys

The Beatles
If I needed someone
I Want To Hold Your Hand
Elanor Rigby
In My Life
From Me To You
Getting Better
Can't Buy Me Love
I'm Only Sleeping

David Bowie
Saviour Machine


Brooklyn Funk Essentials
I Got Cash

Garth Brooks
We Shall Be Free

Belinda Carlisle
Heaven Is A Place On Earth


Henry Chapin
Cat's in the Cradle

Counting Crows
Color Blind

The Cranberries
War Child
Salvation
The Icicle Melts


Hal David & Burt Bacharach
Raindrops Keep Fellin' on My Head

Gavin DeGraw
I Don't Want To Be

William Devaughn
Be Thankful For What You Got

Bob Dylan
Masters of War
The Times They Are A Changin'

Ben Folds
One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces
All U Can Eat

The Fugees
Mister Mister

Frankie Goes To Hollywood
War

Khalil Gibran

Selected Writings: Khalil Gibran


The Gaylords
My Little Boy
The Little Shoemaker
From the Vine Came the Grape

Woody Guthrie
This Land Is Your Land


Lauryn Hill
I Gotta Find Peace of Mind
I Get Out
Mystery of Iniquity

Joe Jackson
It's Different for Girls


Billy Joel
Honesty
Vienna
Good Night Saigon
Movin' Out
Only the Good Die Young
She's Got a Way

Alicia Keys
If I ain't got you

Keb' Mo'
Victims of Comfort
The Beginning
Every Morning
Tell Everybody I know
Shave Yo' Legs

Rick James
Superfreak

John Legend
Ordinary People


John Lennon
Imagine
Give Me Some Truth
How?
Crippled Inside
Give Peace A Chance
Working Class Hero


Don Maclean
American Pie

Madonna
Holiday

Dave Matthews Band
One Sweet World

John McCutcheon
 I Don't Care

Alanis Morisette
All I Really Want
Not The Doctor

Willie Nelson
Blue Skies

Pearl Jam
Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town

New Radicals
You've Got the Music In You

Phil Ochs
I Ain't Marching Anymore

Lou Reed
Perfect Day

R. E. M.
Losing My Religion

Buffy Sainte-Marie
My Country 'Tis of thy People You're Dying

William Shatner
I can't get behind that

Simon & Garfunkel
The Sounds of Silence

Cat Stevens
Peace Train
Moon Shadow

The Who
We Won't Get Fooled Again

Bill Withers
Lean On Me
Ain't No Sunshine

Neil Young
Needle And The Damage Done








Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town


I seem to recognize your face
Haunting familiar yet I can't seem to place it
Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catching up with me
All these changes taking place I wish I'd seen the place
But no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they fade fade away

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away
Hearts and thoughts they fade, away
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away
Hearts and thoughts they fade

I swear I recognize your breath
Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
Me you wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former
It's hard when, your stuck upon the shelf
I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
Perhaps that's what no one wants to see
I just want to scream, hello
My god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return
But now here you are, and here I am
Hearts and thoughts they fade, away

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away
Hearts and thoughts they fade, away
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away
Hearts and thoughts they fade


By: Pearl Jam






Ain't No Sunshine


Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she's gone,
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.


By: Bill Withers






Losing My Religion

Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

(chorus)
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream

By: R.E.M.






American Pie

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyíd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper Iíd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnít take one more step.

I canít remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
Singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die."
"thisíll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ín roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that youíre in love with him
`cause I saw you danciní in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage bronciní buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singiní,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
And singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die.
"thisíll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years weíve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolliní stone,
But thatís not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lenin read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
And singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die.
"thisíll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
And singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die.
"thisíll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devilís only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satanís spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
And singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die.
"thisíll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where Iíd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldnít play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
Singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die.
"thisíll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkiní whiskey and rye
Singiní, "thisíll be the day that I die."


By: Don Maclean






She's Electric

She's electric
She's in a family full of eccentrics
She's done things I never expected
And I need more time
She's got a sister
And god only knows how I've missed her
On the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time

And I want you to know
I've got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what I'm saying?
But I need more ....
'Cause I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
Is she is electric, can I be electric too?

She's got a brother
We don't get on with one another
But I quite fancy her mother
And I think that she likes me
She's got a cousin
In fact she's got 'bout a dozen
She's got one in the oven
But it's nothing to do with me

And I want you to know
I've got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what I'm saying?
But I need more ....
'Cause I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
If she is electric, can I be electric too?


By: Oasis




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Mystery Of Iniquity

[Chorus intro]
It's the mystery of Inequity
Said it's the misery of Inequity
Said it's the history of Inequity
When it all
All falls down
Telling you all
It all falls down

Children
Eat your bread
Little children
Eat your bread
'cause it all
All falls down
Telling you all
It all falls down

Yo!
Ya'll can't handle the truth in a courtroom of lies
Perjures the jurors
Witness despised (or witnesses, spies?)
Crooked lawyers
False Indictments publicized
Its entertainment -- the arraignments, the subpoenas
High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas
Enter the Dragon
Black-robe crooked-balance
Souls bought and sold and paroled for thirty talents
Court reporter catch the surface on the paper
File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible blatantly blasphemous
Publicly perpetrating that "In God We Trust"
Cross-examined by a master manipulator
The faster intimidator
Receiving the judge's favor
Deceiving sabers doing injury to their neighbors
For status, gratis, apparatus and legal waivers
See the bailiff
Representing security
Holding the word of God soliciting perjury
The prosecution - Political prostitution
The more money you pay, the further away solution
Legal actors
Babylon's benefactors
Masquerading as the agency for the clients
Hypocritical giants
Morally non-compliant
Orally armed to do bodily harm
Polluted, recruited and suited judicial charm
And the defense isn't making any sense
Faking the confidence of escaping the consequence
That a defendant is depending on the system
Totally void of judgment purposely made to twist em'
Emotional victim blackmailed by the henchmen
Framed by intentions
Inventions whereby they lynch men
Enter the false witness slandering the accused
Planting the seed openly showing he's being used
To discredit, edit, headed for the alleged
Smearing the individual fearing the unsuspected
Expert witness (the paid authority)
Made a priority to deceive the majority
Of disinterested peers
Dodging duty for years
Hating the process
waiting to be returnned to their careers
Do we expect the system made for the elect
To possibly judge correct?
Properly serve and protect?
Materially corrupt
Spiritually amuck
Oblivious to the cause
Prosperously bankrupt
Blind leading the blind
Guilty never defined
Filthy as swine
A generation pure in it's own mind?
Legal extortion
Blown out of proportion
In vein deceit
The truth is obsolete
Only two positions: Victimizer or Victim
Both end up in destruction trusting this crooked system
Mafia with diplomas keeping us in a coma trying to own
a piece of the "American Corona"
The Revolving Door
Insanity every floor
Skyscraping, paper chasing
What are we working for?
Empty traditions
Reaching social positions
Teaching ambition to support the family superstition?
When the Son of Perdition is Commander in Chief
The standard is Thief
Brethren can we candidly speak?
Woe to the men
Trusted in the chariots them
Leaning on horses
They run their intellectual sources
Counterfeit wisdom creating the illusion of freedom
Confusion consumes them
Every word they speak it turns them out really white
Internally they absent of light
trapped in the night and bonded to the Cain of the night
Under the curse
Evil men waxing more worse
Faxing the first
Angelic being cast to the earth
It's time for rebirth
Burnin' up the branch and the root
The empty pursuits of every tree bearing the wrong fruit
Turning me ill
Let him who stole, no longer steal
Oh it's real
Surrender for Jehovah is real
How long will you sleep
Troubled by the thoughts that YOU keep
The idols YOU heap
Causing the destruction you reap
Judgment has come
Find it and return to the One
Abandon the flesh
Self-interest: Broadway to death
Pride and the Greed
Hide and subdividing the seed
The knowledge of Good and Evil is what caused us to lie
Caused us to die
Let your emotions be crucified
Renounce all your thoughts
Repent and let your mind be re-taught
You'll find what you sought, was based on the deception you bought
A perception of naught
Where the majority remains caught

Loving a lie
Not realizing in Adam, all die
(Repeat 3 more times)

[Outro]
It's the mystery of Inequity
Said it's the history of Inequity
Said it's the misery of Inequity
When it all
All falls down
I'm telling you all
It all falls down


By: Lauryn Hill






Cat's in the Cradle

My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then dad
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you, if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then dad
We're gonna have a good time then


By: Harry Chapin






Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

[trumpet]

It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me


By: Hal David & Burt Bacharach






Lean On Me


Sometimes in our lives we all have pain
We all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won't let show

You just call on me brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

If there is a load you have to bear
That you can't carry
I'm right up the road
I'll share your load
If you just call me

So just call on me brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on

Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Lean on me...


By: Bill Withers






Needle And The Damage Done


I caught you knockin'
at my cellar door
I love you, baby,
can I have some more
Ooh, ooh, the damage done.

I hit the city and
I lost my band
I watched the needle
take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done.

I sing the song
because I love the man
I know that some
of you don't understand
Milk-blood
to keep from running out.

I've seen the needle
and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie's
like a settin' sun.

By: Neil Young






All U Can Eat

Son look at all the people in this restaurant
What d'you think they weigh?
And out the window to the parking lot
At their SUVs taking all of the space

They give no fuck
They talk as loud as they want
They give no fuck
Just as long as there's enough for them

Gotta get on the microphone down at Walmart
Talk about some shit that's been on my mind
Talk about the state of this great of this nation of ours
Poeple look to your left, yeah look to your right

They give no fuck
They buy as much as they want
They give no fuck
Just as long as there's enough for them

[Piano Solo]
(oooaaahhhhhhhh)
(oooaaahhhhhhhh)

Son look at the people lining up for plastic
Wouldn't you like to see them in the national geographic?
Squatting bare-assed in the dirt eating rice from a bowl
With a towel on their head and maybe a bone in their nose
See that asshole with a peace-sign on his licence plate
Giving me the finger and running me out of his lane

God made us number one because he loves us the best
Well maybe He should go bless someone else for a while, give us a rest
[They give no...]
Yeah and everyone can see
[They give no...]
We've eaten all that we can eat

[Piano Solo]

By: Ben Folds






Perfect Day

Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.

Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.

Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...


By: Lou Reed






I Don't Want To Be


I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking around rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I'm surrounded by liars, everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters, everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis, everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who's noticed?
I can't be the only one who's learned?!
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking around rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

Can I have everyone's attention please?
"If you're not like this and that
You're going to have to leave"

I came from the mountains
the crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay dust stone
and now I'm telling everybody

(Repeat 2x)
I don't want to be anything other than what I have been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I've peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I don't want to be (3x)


By: Gavin DeGraw






I Got Cash


I got cash in fuck you quantities
Know what?
That makes you uncomfortable?
Fuck you and the Range Rover you drove in on

Fuck your Saab convertable
And fuck your twice weekly trips to the analyst
Stupid mutha fuck

Fuck the Hamptons
The fly infested south of France
I'm paid asshole,
I got more cash than God can count
so why don't you just.... die?

Choke to death on your damn designer bagel from Balducci's
Low cholesterol, naturally

Fuck your big ol' Sunday New York Times
Fuck the Wall Street Journal
And News Week
And the lot
Including Nation, Village Voice, Guardian and the rest
Stupid set of priviliged mutha fuckers
Think its fashionable to have an alternative view

An alternative view

And fuck, if you can
Your pencil thin, Evian drinking, calorie counting, caffiene limiting, sodium spearing, nutrasweet sweetening, read view
mirror preening, carrot nibbling bunny

Go drown in a lake of Diet Coke, fucker

I got cash, what else matters?

I got cash

Slave

Fuck your fencing and screw your squash,
Piss on your Paulo and your Pavarotti,
Fuck all that shit you call music and pretend to enjoy

I got cash,
Mega cash,
I'm happy with that,
Oh go and sit on your ski rug,
Money talks you little pussy,

You let your politically correct pals know,
That i think you're a dick also,
You dirty asshole

And your idea of multiculturalism
Japanese resturant on Monday,
Indian on tuesday,
And on Wednesday, Caribbean,
Not too spicy please

Well
I got stash on stash and it ain't novo cash.
Money's in my family for generations,
My great great great grandfather made the bag,
Selling European slaves in Africa

I got cash mutha fucka,
And you can't tell whether or not I'm joking, can you?
Dumb fuck.


By: the Brooklyn Funk Essentials






Shave Yo' Legs


You don't need no fancy tricks
Painted eyes or glossy lips

I love you just the way you are
Hope you donít mind my beat up car

You donít need to change your dress
You donít need to change your shoes

Donít try to hide your natural looks
Forget about the cover let me read the book

Donít get me wrong I like them heels
But the way I feel is the way I feel

You donít need to change your dress
You donít need to change your shoes

Go ahead be wild and free
You donít have to shave yoí legs for me

Honeybabe donít starve yourself
Youíre lookiní good youíre lookiní well

And Iím proud to have you by my side
Glad to have you in my life

You donít have to clean my house
You donít have to wash my clothes

Go ahead be wild and free
You donít have to shave yoí legs for me

Youíre an angel.

You donít have to read them magazines
You already know how to get to me

Just be yourself and I will too
Thatís all we really have to do

You donít have to be ashamed
You donít have to hide your knees

Go ahead be wild and free
You donít have to shave yoí legs for me


By: Keb' Mo






Not The Doctor


I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

I don't want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other half I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge
on your face at midnight
Hey what are you hungry for?
I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please open the window

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
and its wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me
What do you thank me for?

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor


By: Alanis Morisette






I Ain't Marching Anymore


Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying
I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore

It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brother
And so many others
And I ain't marchin' anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore

(chorus)

For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning
I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore

Now the labor leader's screamin' when they close the missile plants,
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore,
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason,"
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason,"
But I ain't marchin' any more.

By: Phil Ochs






She's Got a Way


She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is
But I know that I can't live without her
She's got a way of pleasin'
I don't know why it is
But there doesn't have to be a reason anyway

She's got a smile that heals me
I don't know what it is
But I have to laugh when she reveals me
She's got a way of talkin'
I don't know why it is
But it lifts me up when we are walkin' anywhere

She comes to me when I'm feelin' down
Inspires me without a sound
She touches me and I get turned around

She's got a way of showin'
How I make her feel
And I find the strength to keep on goin'
She's got a light around her
And everywhere she goes, a million
Dreams of love surround her everywhere

She comes to me when I'm feelin' down
Inspires me, without a sound
She touches me, I get turned around (oh oh oh)

She's got a smile that heals me
I don't know why it is
But I have to laugh when she reveals me
She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is
But I know that I can't live without her any way


By: Billy Joel






I Get Out


[Singing Chorus]
I get out
I get out of all your boxes
I get out
You can't hold me in these chains
I'll get out
Father free me from this bondage
Knowing my condition
Is the reason I must change

[Verse 1]
Your stinking resolution
Is no type of solution
Preventing me from freedom
Maintaining your polution
I won't support your lie no more
I won't even try no more
If I have to die, oh lord
That's how I choose to live

I won't be compromised no more
I can't be victimized no more
I just don't sympathize no more
'Cause now I understand
You just wanna use me
You say "love" then abuse me
You never thought you'd lose me
But how quickly we forget
That nothing is for certain
You thought I'd stay here hurting
Your guilt trip's just not working
Repressing me to death
'Cause now I'm choosing life, yo
I'll take the sacrifice, yo
If everything must go, then go
That's how I choose to live

No more compromises
I see past your diguises
Blinding me through mind control
Stealing my eternal soul
Appealing through material
To keep me as your slave

[Singing Chorus]
But I get out
Oh, I get out of all your boxes
I get out
Oh, you can't hold me in these chains
I'll get out
Oh, I want out of social bondage
Knowing my condition
Oh, is the reason I must change

[Singing Verse 2]
See, what you see is what you get
Oh, and you ain't seen nothing yet
Oh, I don't care if you're upset
I could care less if you're upset

See it don't change the truth
And your hurt feeling's no excuse
To keep me in this box
Psychological locks
Repressing true expression
Cementing this repression
Promoting mass deception
So that no one can be healed
I don't respect your system
I won't protect your system
When you talk I don't listen
Oh, let my Father's will be done

[Singing Chorus]
And just get out
Oh, just get out of all this bondage
Just get out
Oh, you can't hold me in chains
Just get out
All these traditions killing freedom
Knowing my condition
Is the reason I must change

[Singing Verse 3]
I just accepted what you said
Keeping me among the dead
The only way to know
Is to walk then learn then grow
But faith is not your speed
Oh, you'd had everyone believe
That you're the sole authority
Just follow the majority
Afraid to face reality
The system is a joke
Oh, you'd be smart to save your soul
Oh, and escape this mind control
You spend your life in sacrifice
To a system for the dead
Oh, are you sure...
Where is the passion in this living?
Are you sure it's God you serving?
Obligated to a system
Getting less then you're deserving
Who made up these schools, I say
Who made up these rules, I say
Animal conditioning
Oh, just to keep us as a slave

[Singing Chorus]
Oh, just get out
Of this social purgatory
Just get out
All these traditions are a lie
Just get out
Superstition killing freedom
Knowing my condition
Is the reason I must die
Just get out (x3)
Let's get out (x2)
Knowing my condition
Is the reason I must die
Just get out


By: Lauryn Hill






I Gotta Find Peace of Mind


I gotta find peace of mind... (x4)

He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible

He says there's no me without him
Please help me forget about him
He takes all my energy
Trapped in my memory
Constantly holding me
Constantly holding me

I need to tell you all
All the pain he's caused
Mmmmm-hmmm-mmmm
I need to tell you I'm
I'm undone because
Mmmmm-hmmm-mmmm

He says it's impossible
But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible without him
But I know it's possible

To finally be in love
And know the real meaning of
A lasting relationship
Not based on ownership
I trust every part of you
'Cause all that you say you do

You love me despite myself
Sometimes I ... I fight myself
I just can't believe that you
Would have anything to do
With someone so insecure
Someone so immature
Oh you inspire me
To be the higher me

You make my desire pure
You make my desire pure

Just tell me what to say
I can't find the words to say
Please don't be mad with me
I have no identity
All that I've known is gone
All I was building on
I wanna walk with you
How do I talk to you?

Touch my mouth with your hands
Touch my mouth with your hands

Oh I wanna understand
The meaning of your embrace
I know now I have to face
The temptations of my past
Please don't let me disgrace
Will my devotion last?
Now that I know the truth
Now that it's no excuse
Keeping me from your love
What was I thinking of?
Holding me from your love
What was I thinking of?

You are my peace of mind
That old me is left behind
You are my peace of mind
That old me is left behind

He says it's impossible
But I know it's possible
He says it's improbable
But I know it's tangible
He says it's not grabable
But I know it's have able
'Cause anything's possible
Oh anything is possible

Please come free my mind
Please come be my mind
Can you see my mind (Oh)
Won't you come free my mind?

Oh I know it's possible

Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.... Yeah (x3)

Oh, free... free, free, free your mind
Free... free your mind (x2)
Free free free free your mind
Oh, it's so possible (x2)
I'm telling you it's possible (x2)

Free, free... free, free, get free now (x2)

You're my peace of mind
That old me is left behind
You're my peace of mind
Youíre my peace of mind

He's my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind
What a joy it is to be alive

To get another chance, yeah
Every day's another chance
To get it right this time
Every day's another chance

Oh what a merciful... merciful, merciful God
Oh what a wonderful... wonderful wonderful God
What a merciful... merciful, merciful, mercifull
What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, merciful
Merciful, merciful
Wonderful
Merciful, wonderful


By: Lauryn Hill






Ordinary People


Girl I'm in love with you
This ain't the honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue everyday

I know I misbehaved
And you made your mistakes
And we both still got room left to grow
And though love sometimes hurts
I still put you first
And we'll make this thing work
But I think we should take it slow


We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
'Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

This ain't a movie, no
No fairy tale conclusion ya'll
It gets more confusing everyday
Sometimes it's heaven sent, then we
Head back to hell again
We kiss and we make up on the way

I hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel just like walking away
But as our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a fantasy
I Still want you to stay

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
'Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave,
Maybe you'll return
Maybe you'll never find
Maybe we won't survive
But maybe we'll grow
You never know baby youuuu and I

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go (heyy)
'Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Heyyy)
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
'Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow
Take it slow, slow, This time we'll take it slow
Take it slow (oh ohhh), this time we'll take it slow

By: John Legend






Tell Everybody I know

Itís no secret, I donít care
Gonna shout it out everywhere
Well I love my baby, hot, cold, fast or slow
Cause I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know

In the evening, in my bed
I hear voices in my head
They say never, never ever let her go
Well I love my baby, gonna tell everybody i know
Yes I love my baby, gonna tell everybody i know

Other women donít mean a thing to me
Well you can pick em all up, drop 'em all in the sea

If i got no money, she donít care
Sheíll open up her pocket book and pay my fare
I know she loves me, up, down high or low
Well I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know
Yes I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know

(Intrumental break)

Other women, donít mean a thing to me
You can pick em all up, drop em all in the sea

Cause If i got no money, she donít care
Sheíll open up her pocket book and pay my fare
I know she loves me, up, down high or low
Well I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know
Yes I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know

Sheís a sweet thing, sheís a fine thing
She's a lovely thing
Gonna tell everybody i know
Tell everyone i know
Tell everybody
Tell everybody I know
Sheís a sweet thing
Lovely Thing
Know she loves me
Hot, cold, fast or slow
Gonna Tell Everybody...

By: Keb' Mo'






Every Morning

Every morning
Every evening
Every day I
I think of you
The way you love me
through and through

When I'm with you
It feels like heaven
You're an angel
Holding me
Your sweet, sweet lovin',
It sets me free

And in my wildest
Imagination
I could never
Imagine you
Loving me as much as
As I do love you

And it may be winter
It may be fall
I might have plenty
Or nothing at all
But baby I'll be there
Whenever you call, ever you call

'Cause every morning
And every evening
Every day I
I think of you
The way you love me, through and through (2x)

By: Keb' Mo'






If I ain't got you

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you

Some people search for a fountain
The promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them

Hand me a world on a silver platter
And what good would it be?
With no one to share, with no one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you

If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby

By: Alicia Keys






All I Really Want

Do I stress you out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say "how appropriate"
I don't want to dissect everything today
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance

Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the Maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature

And what I wouldn't give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred

Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses falling
all around...all around

Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?
[5 seconds of silence]
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction?

And all I need know is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying
If only I could kill the killer

And all I really want is some peace man
A place to find a common ground
And all I really want is a wavelength

All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice...

By: Alanis Morisette






We Shall Be Free


This ain't comin' from no prophet
Just an ordinary man
When I close my eyes I see
The way this world shall be
When we all walk hand in hand

When the last child cries for a crust of bread
When the last man dies for just words that he said
When there's shelter over the poorest head
We shall be free

When the last thing we notice is the color of skin
And the first thing we look for is the beauty within
When the skies and the oceans are clean again
Then we shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud
'Cause we shall be free

When we're free to love anyone we choose
When this world's big enough for all different views
When we all can worship from our own kind of pew
Then we shall be free
We shall be free

We shall be free
Have a little faith
Hold out
'Cause we shall be free

And when money talks for the very last time
And nobody walks a step behind
When there's only one race and that's mankind
Then we shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud, have a little faith, hold out
We shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, have a little faith

We shall be free

By: Garth Brooks






If I Needed Someone


If I needed someone to love
You're the one that I'd be thinking of
If I needed someone

If I had some more time to spend
That I guess I'd be with you my friend
If I needed someone
Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah, ah, ah

If I had some more time to spend
That I guess I'd be with you my friend
If I needed someone
Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah


By: The Beatles






I Wanna Hold Your Hand


I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand (x3)

Oh please say to me
you'll let me be your man
and please say to me
you'll let me hold your hand
Now, let me hold your hand
I want to hold your hand

And when I touch you
I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide (x3)

Yeah, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand (x3)

And when I touch you
I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide (x3)

Yeah, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand (x4)

By: The Beatles






Elanor Rigby


Ah, look at all the lonely people (x2)

Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people (x2)

Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?


By: The Beatles






In My Life


There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends
I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

By: The Beatles






From Me To You


Da da da da da da da da (x2)
If there's anything that you want
If there's anything I can do
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love, from me to you

I've got everything that you want
Like a heart that's oh so true
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love, from me to you

I got arms that long to hold you
and keep you by my side
I got lips that long to kiss you
and keep you satisfied, ooo

If there's anything that you want
If there's anything I can do
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love, from me to you

To you, just call on me and I'll send it along
With love, from me to you

I got arms that long to hold you
and keep you by my side
I got lips that long to kiss you
and keep you satisfied, ooo

If there's anything that you want
If there's anything I can do
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love, from me to you
To you, to you, to you


By: The Beatles






Getting Better


It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers that taught me weren't cool
You're holding me down
Burning me round
Filling me up with the rules

I've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
I have to admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine

Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can

I've got to admit it's getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit it's getting better
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time

It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better

I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, I was mean but I'm changing my scene
And I'm doing the best that I can

I've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
Yes, admit it's getting better
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time

It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time


By: The Beatles






Give Peace A Chance


Two, one two three four
Ev'rybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism,
Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, ism, ism, ism.

All we are saying is give peace a chance. (x2)

Com'n
Ev'rybody's talking about ministers,
Sinister, Banister.
And canisters, Bishops, Fishops,
Rabbis, and Pop eyes, Bye bye, bye byes.

All we are saying is give peace a chance. (x2)

Let me tell you now
Revolution, evolution, masturbation,
flagellation, regulation, integrations,
meditations, United Nations.
Congratulations.
All we are saying is give peace a chance. (x2)

Ev'rybody's talking about
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan,
Tommy Cooper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer,
Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna ,
Hare Krishna, Hare Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is give peace a chance. (x6)

By: John Lennon






Can't Buy Me Love


Can't buy me love, love
Can't buy me love

I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend
If it makes you feel all right
I'll get you anything my friend
If it makes you feel all right
'Cause I don't care too much for money
For money can't buy me love

I'll give you all I've got to give
If you say you love me too
I may not have a lot to give
But what I've got I'll give to you
For I don't care too much for money
For money can't buy me love

Can't buy me love
Everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love
No, no, no, no

Say you don't need no diamond ring
And I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want those kind of things
That money just can't buy
For I don't care too much for money
For money can't buy me love

Can't buy me love
Everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love
No, no, no, no

Say you don't need no diamond ring
And I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want those kind of things
That money just can't buy
For I don't care too much for money
For money can't buy me love
Ooh, can't buy me love, love
Can't buy me love, no


By: The Beatles






I'm Only Sleeping


When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find, there's no need

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping


By: The Beatles






My Country 'Tis of thy People You're Dying



Now that your big eyes are finally opened.
Now that you're wondering, "How must they feel?"
Meaning them that you've chased cross America's movie screens;
Now that you're wondering, "How can it be real?"
That the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda,
They starve in their splendour.
You asked for our comment, I simply will render:
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

Now that the long houses ďbreed superstitionĒ
You force us to send our children away
To your schools where they're taught to despise their traditions
Forbid them their languages;
Then further say that American history really began
When Columbus set sail out of Europe and stress
That the nations of leeches who conquered this land
Were the biggest, and bravest, and boldest, and best.
And yet where in your history books is the tale
Of the genocide basic to this country's birth?
Of the preachers who lied?
How the Bill of Rights failed?
How a nation of patriots returned to their earth?
And where will it tell of the Liberty Bell
As it rang with a thud over Kinzua mud?
Or of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this year?
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

Hear how the bargain was made for West,
With her shivering children in zero degrees.
" Blankets for your land" - so the treaties attest.
Oh well, blankets for land, that's a bargain indeed.
And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had collected
From smallpox diseased dying soldiers that day.
And the tribes were wiped out
And the history books censored
A hundred years of your statesmen
say, "It's better this way".
But a few of the conquered have somehow survived
And their blood runs the redder
Though genes have been paled.
From the Grand Canyon's caverns
To Craven's sad hills
The wounded, the losers, the robbed sing their tale.
From Los Angeles County to upstate New York,
The white nation fattens while other grow lean.
Oh the tricked and evicted they know what I mean:
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

The past it just crumbled; the future just threatens
Our life blood is shut up in your chemical tanks,
And now here you come, bill of sale in your hand
And surprise in your eyes, that we're lacking in thanks
For the blessings of civilisation you brought us
The lessons you've taught us;
The ruin you've wrought us;
Oh see what our trust in America got us.
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

Now that the pride of the sires receives charity.
Now that we're harmless and safe behind laws.
Now that my life's to be known as your heritage.
Now that even the graves have been robbed.
Now that our own chosen way is your novelty.
Hands on our hearts
We salute you your victory:
Choke on your blue white and scarlet hypocrisy.
Pitying your blindness; How you never see -
that the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory,
Were never no more than buzzards & crows:
Pushed some wrens from their nest;
Stole their eggs; changed their story.
The mockingbird sings it;
It's all that she knows.
" Oh what can I do?", say a powerless few.
With a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye:
Can't you see how their poverty's profiting you?
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

By: Buffy Sainte-Marie






I can't get behind that


William Shatner/Henry Rollins


William Shatner/Henry Rollins

BILL: Let's go. Ready? From the top...
BILL: My favorite shows on TV have twelve minutes of advertising. I can't get behind that kind of time!

ROLLINS: Eat quickly. Drive faster. Make more money now! I can't get behind that.

BILL: My kids say: He said to me, and I'm like... and he's like... and she's like...
ROLLINS: It's all... He's all... She's all...
BILL: I can't get behind that kind of like, English!

BILL: That'll be six to eight weeks before delivery.
ROLLINS: The rising oceans, the warming temperatures!
BILL: The dying polar bears--no, tigers--in fifty years!
ROLLINS: Rising poison in the air and water!
BILL: I can't understand why the price of gas suddenly rises when oil goes up...
ROLLINS: ...but takes months to go down long after oil falls!
BILL: I can't get behind any of that!

BILL: I can't get behind the Gods, who are more vengeful, angry, and dangerous if you don't believe in them!
ROLLINS: Why can't all these Gods just get along? I mean, they're omnipotent and omnipresent, what's the problem?
BILL: What's the problem?
BILL: What about the men who say 'Do as I do. Believe in what I say, for your own good, or I'll kill you!' I can't get behind that!

ROLLINS: I can't get behind that! Everybody knows everything about all of us!
BILL: That's too much knowledge!
BOTH: I can't get behind that!

BILL: Yeah! And what about student drivers using my streets to learn? If you learn to play the drums you got to go to a studio! Go to a parking
lot, for God's sake! Why are you jeopardizing my life? I can't get behind a student driver!

ROLLINS: I can't behind a driver who drives like a student driver! If you're going to drive an urban assault vehicle then get off the phone and
keep your eyes on the road!

ROLLINS: Lifetime guarantee?
BILL: Who's lifetime? Not mine! I haven't that much time left. Let's make it yours. Everybody's got a longer life than me!
BILL: The leaf blowers, is there anything more futile?
ROLLINS: Car alarms.
BILL: Clap off.
ROLLINS: Clap on.
BILL: Spam.
ROLLINS: Size matters.
BILL: No, it doesn't!
ROLLINS: Yes, it does!
BILL: No, it doesn't.
ROLLINS: Yes, it does!
BILL: No, it doesn't!
ROLLINS: Yes, it does!
BILL: No, it doesn't! No, it doesn't!
ROLLINS: Yes, it does! Yes, it does!
BILL: My phone rings!
ROLLINS: Make millions in minutes!
BILL: It's a computer!
ROLLINS: Lose inches in hours!
BILL: Leave me the Hell alone!
ROLLINS: Eat more! Spend less!
BILL: The Colonel is breakdancing! Give me a break!
ROLLINS: Credit terms raised!
BILL: I can't get behind any of that!

BILL: I can't get behind so-called singers that can't carry a tune, get paid for talking, how easy is that? Well, maybe I could get behind
that!

ROLLINS: Well, I can't! If you have to fix it with a computer: quantized, pitch corrected, and overly inspected, then you can't do it, and I
can't get behind that!

BILL: I--can't--get behind--a fat ass!
ROLLINS: Yeah, Bill, can you turn around and do one more?
BILL: Always can do one more.
ROLLINS: Let's hit it!

By: William Shatner






NaÔve Midwestern Boys


"I've grown up way too fast
I'm happy just to be alive
And only by some good luck and strong will
Was I able to survive.

You can't live day by day
You know you've got to plan ahead
And if you think we're gonna hand it right to ya
Then you might as well be dead.

The naÔve midwestern boys
Didn't grow up on the street
They don't know you can't trust a man
The first time that you meet.
They take too much for granted
And they will until they learn
That you won't survive on what you've been given
But what you've earned.

I ain't no new messiah
Far from a pawn, but I ain't no king.
There's just one thing gets me higher
Just be yourself and see what I mean.

The naÔve midwestern boys
Didn't grow up on the street
They don't know you can't trust a man
The first time that you meet.
They take too much for granted
And they will until they learn
That you won't survive on what you've been given
But what you've earned.

(2x)

So open up your eyes
Take off your disguise
You're telling only lies
And I can only sigh
'Cause you know that I really get annoyed
When I see naÔve midwestern boys.

(Quasi-middle eastern/jazzy/bluezy musical interlude...fade out)

NaÔve midwestern boys (10x)"

By: Thomas Atto






Be Thankful For What You Got


Though you may not drive a great big Cadillac
Gangsta whitewalls
TV antennas in the back
You may not have a car at all
But remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall

Just be thankful for what you've got
Though you may not drive a great big Cadillac
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean
Gangsta whitewalls
TV antennas in the back

You may not have a car at all
But remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall
Just be thankful for what you've got

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh

Though you may not drive a great big Cadillac
Gangsta whitewalls
TV antennas in the back
You may not have a car at all
But remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean, wooh-ooh-ooh

By: William Devaughn






Superfreak

She's a very kinky girl
The kind you don't take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow girl

She likes the boys in the band
She says that I'm her all-time favorite
When I make my move to her room it's the right time
She's never hard to please

That girl is pretty wild now
The girl's a superfreak
The kind of girl you read about
In new-wave magazine
That girl is pretty kinky
The girl's a superfreak
I really love to taste her
Every time we meet
She's all right, she's all right
That girl's all right with me, yeah
She's a superfreak, superfreak
She's superfreaky, yow

Superfreak, superfreak

She's a very special girl
The kind of girl you want to know
From her head down to her toenails
Down to her feet, yeah
And she'll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriends
In a limousine
Going back in Chinatown

Three's not a crowd to her, she says
"Room 714, I'll be waiting"
When I get there she's got incense, wine and candles
It's such a freaky scene

That girl is pretty wild now
The girl's a super freak
The kind of girl you read about
In new-wave magazine
That girl is pretty kinky
The girl's a superfreak
I really love to taste her
Every time we meet
She's all right, she's all right
That girl's all right with me, yeah
She's a superfreak, superfreak
She's superfreaky, yow

Temptations sing!
Ohhhhh
Superfreak, superfreak
That girl's a superfreak
Ohhhhh

She's a very kinky girl
The kind you don't take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow girl

Blow, Danny!


By: Rick James








You've Got The Music In You

Wake up kids

We've got the dreamers disease
Age 14 we got you down on your knees
So polite, you're busy still saying please
Fri-enemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes-Benz
First we run and then we laugh till we cry

But when the night is falling
and you cannot find the light
If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget you only get what you give

Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
were flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial

(chorus)

This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be ok follow your heart
You're in harms way
I'm right behind
Now say youre mine

(chorus)

Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
Just dont be afraid to leave
Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion mag shoots
with the aid of 8 dust brothers Beck, Hanson
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!

Don't let go
One dance left

(unsaid lyrics from liner) Championed by a soulless media misleading

people unaware they're bleeding

No one with a brain is believing

It's so sad you lost the meaning

Never knew it anyway

Human natures so predictable

I'm a fool to do your dirty work whoa, who!

By: New Radicals




This Land Is Your Land

chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From the redwood forest to the gulfstream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that golden valley,
This land was made for you and me.

This land is ...

I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps,
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
All around me a voice was sounding,
This land was made for you and me.

This land is ...

When the sun come shining, then I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling,
A voice was chanting as the fog was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.

This land is ...

In the squares of the city by the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office I saw my people
And some were stumbling and some were wondering if
This land was made for you and me.

This land is ...

As I went rumbling that dusty highway
I saw a sign that said private property
But on the other side it didn't say nothing
This land was made for you and me.

This land is ...

Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back
This land was made for you and me. 
  

By: Woody Guthrie




Only the Good Die Young

Come out virginia, donít let me wait
You catholic girls start much too late
Aw but sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one

They showed you a statue, told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away
But they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done.....
Only the good die young
Thats what I said
Only the good die young x2

You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd
We ainít too pretty we ainít too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
Aw but that never hurt no one

Come on virginia show me a sign
Send up a signal Iíll throw you the line
The stained-glass curtain youíre hiding behind
Never lets in the sun
Darliní only the good die young
(woah x5 )
I tell ya
Only the good die young x2

You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
Mmmm, and a cross of gold
But virginia they didnít give you quite enough information
You didnít count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
(oh woah woah)

They say thereís a heaven for those who will wait
Some say itís better but I say it ainít
Iíd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun...

You know that only the good die young
Oh woah baby
I tell ya
Only the good die young, x2

(just music here, saxaphone? )

You say your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
Aww she never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me? oh woah woah

Come out come out virgina donít let me wait,
The catholic girls start much too late
Sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one,
U know that only the good die young

Im telling u baby
Only the good die young x2
Only the gooooooooooooooood
Only the good die young
Only the gooooooooooooooood
Only the good die young
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooo oooooooooo...


By: Billy Joel




Heaven Is A Place On Earth
=====================

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth

When the night falls down
I wait for you
And you come around
And the world's alive
With the sound of kids
On the street outside

When you walk into the room
You pull me close and we start to move
And we're spinning with the stars above
And you lift me up in a wave of love...

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth

When I feel alone
I reach for you
And you bring me home
When I'm lost at sea
I hear your voice
And it carries me

In this world we're just beginning
To understand the miracle of living
Baby I was afraid before
But I'm not afraid anymore

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth

(instrumental)

In this world we're just beginning
To understand the miracle of living
Baby I was afraid before
But I'm not afraid anymore

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth  


===========


By: Belinda Carlisle




The Beginning
===========

When I die
I won't be gone
I'll be living in
The everlasting
And while I'm here
I hope that I can find
The answers to the questions
Life keeps asking

Chorus:
'Cause in the end
It's a new beginning

When I dream
I'm dreaming of a place
And a knowing that's
Impossible to learn
It is here
Right before your eyes
Everywhere you go
Everywhere you turn
Early in the morning
Late at night

Chorus

In my life
There's beauty everywhere
On the mountain high
And the valley so low
But when I'm dead
And my soul flies away
Somewhere to a place
Nobody really knows
When I get there
I probably won't write no letter
You just gotta come
And see for yourself

Chorus


By: Keb' Mo'





Movin' Out


Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin' his pennies for some day
Mama Leone left a note on the door
She said
"Sonny, move out to the country"
(Ah but) working too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack, ack, ack, ack, ack)
You ought-a know by now
Who needs a house out in Hackensack?
Is that all you get for your money?

(And) it seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
(Mama) if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out
(Mm I' movin out, mm oo oo uh huh mm hm)

Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat
At night he becomes a bartender
He works at Mister Cacciatore's
(Down) on Sullivan Street
Across from the medical center
(And) he's tradin' in his Chevy for
A Cadillac (ack ack ack ack ack)
You ought-a know by now
And If he can't drive with
a broken back
At least he can polish the fenders

(And) it seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
(Mama) if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out
(Mm I' movin out, mm oo oo uh huh mm hm)

You should never argue with
a crazy (mi mi mi mi mi) mind
You oughta know by now
You can pay Uncle Sam with
the overtime
Is that all you get for your money?
(And) If that's what you have in mind
And that's what you're all about
Good luck movin up cause
I'm movin out
(Mm I'm movin out Mm oo oo uh huh mm hm)

By: Billy Joel







Blue Skies
 
Blue skies smilin' at me
Nothin' but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singin' a song
Nothin' but bluebirds all day long

Never saw the sun shinin' so bright
Never saw things goin' so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly

Blue days, all of them gone
Nothin' but blue skies from now on
(Blue skies smilin' at me
Nothin' but blue skies do I see)

Never saw the sun shinin' so bright
Never saw things goin' so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly

Blue days, all of them gone
Nothin' but blue skies from now on
Nothin' but blue skies from now on

By: Willie Nelson




The Times They Are A Changin'

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

By: Bob Dylan




Masters of War

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead


By: Bob Dylan




We Won't Get Fooled Again
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?

There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

By: The Who




I Don't Care

John: vocal and guitar
Tom: harmony vocal and banjo
Michael: harmony vocal and bass

Where did it come from, this love of the lurid?
When did reality just get too tame
From the Washington Post to the Weekly World News
It seems nobody has any shame
But when gossip abounds I have recently found
A remedy when I despair
To this junk that I see I respond with ennui
And say I really don't care

I don't care
I don't care

Who shot JR? Is Patty Hearst lying?
I don't care
Liz Taylor is marrying, Elvis is dying
I don't care

I don't care
I don't care
Let the rich and the glamorous ruin their lives
Going through fortunes and treatments and wives
And poor Donald Trump, he just barely survives
But I don't care

Rosanne & Tom, they'll not be a pair again
Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan
Does Michael Jordan gamble on golf?
Why does Hillary Clinton tick Rush Limbaugh off?

I don't care
I don't care
Though the National Enquirer says that it's so
For their lies and distortions they're paying good dough
But there are some things enquiring minds don't need to know
I don't care

Michael Jackson and Lisa Marie
They me that Oprah can wear a size 3
There's a piece of John Bobbitt right here on display
And there's OJ on twenty four hours a day

I don't care
I don't care
Though your troubles are mounting and you work like a drone
It's more fun to watch than to live on your own
Do you think Princess Di made those calls on her phone?

I don't care
I don't care
I really, really, really, really, really don't care
It's the same old sad story the whole world around
We build up our heroes wherever they're found
Then spend the rest of their lives tearing them down
I don't care

By: John McCutcheon




Uptight (and downright manic)

Uptight and down right manic
Wanna take my thoughts and wildest dreams and set them free
I can't get caught up in the panic
Gotta do what I do best and just be me
Though I ain't no artist
Got a perfect picture of what the future holds for me
And I ain't no real guitarist
But the song I play is a song of hope for you and me
Don't want your bars or fancy cars
Don't want your blatant disregards
Don't want your nose high in the air
Without a care and going nowhere
Don't want a woman who's immune to gravity
'cause if she ain't down to earth she ain't no good for me

Those of you that think I'm conceited
You've got to realize its just belief in myself
While my story book is out teachin'
Your book is only getting dusty on the shelf
Sure as the sun will rise in the morning
Into this world a brand new baby is born
Sure as the sun will set in the mountains
Someone will pass away and loved ones will mourn

From this I hope you see that life ain't always grand
The good lord deals the cards and your own fate lies in your hands
Don't you believe that you're some kind of superman
'cause if you don't take control you cannot take a stand

You've got to keep your head and feet on solid ground,
Cause if you ain't down to earth I don't want you around
I don't want you around me no more

By: Thomas Atto




The Icicle Melts

When, when will the icicle melt,
The icicle, icicle?
And when, when will the picture show end,
The picture show, picture show?

I should not have read the paper today,
'Cause a child, child, child, child he was taken away.

There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long...

How, how could you hurt the child,
How could you hurt the child?
Now, does this make you satisfied,
Satisfied, satisfied?

I don't know what's happ'ning to people today,
When a child, child, child, child, he was taken away.

There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long...

There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And you will hold him in your arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long,
Too long.

By: The Cranberries




Salvation

To all those people doin' lines,
Don't do it, don't do it.
Inject your soul with liberty,
It's free, it's free.

To all the kids with heroin eyes,
Don't do it, don't do it.
Because it's not not what it seems,
No no it's not not what it seems.

Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.
Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.

Ah, ah, ah, ah

To all the parents with sleepless nights,
Sleepless nights.
Tie your kids home to their beds,
Clean their heads.

To all the kids with heroin eyes,
Don't do it, don't do it.
Because it's not not what it seems,
No no it's not not what it seems.

Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.
Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.

Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.
Salvation, salvation, salvation is free.

Ah, ah, ah, ah

By: The Cranberries




One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces

September '75 I was 47
inches high
Mom said by Christmas I would have
A badass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up after class

Yeah, Now I'm big and important
one angry dwarf
and 200 solemn faces are you
If you really want to see me
check the papers and the T.V.
Look who's tellin' who what to do
Kiss ass my ass
good-bye

Don't give me that bullshit
you know who I am
I'm your nightmare little man
Vic you stole my lunch money
made me cry.
Jane remember second grade
Said you couldn't stand my face
Rather than kiss me you said
you'd rather die

You'll be sorry one day
Yes you will, yes you will
You shouldn't push me around
Cause I will, yes I will
You will be sorry when I'm big
Yes you will be sorry

By: Ben Folds




Honesty

If you search for tenderness
it isn't hard to find.
You can have the love you need to live.
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind.
It always seems to be so hard to give.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

I can always find someone
to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don't want some pretty face
to tell me pretty lies.
All I want is someone to believe.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

I can find a lover.
I can find a friend.
I can have security until the bitter end.
Anyone can comfort me
with promises again.
I know, I know.

When I'm deep inside of me
don't be too concerned.
I won't as for nothin' while I'm gone.
But when I want sincerity
tell me where else can I turn.
Because you're the one I depend upon.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

By: Billy Joel




Holiday

Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

Chorus:

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice

Everybody spread the word
We're gonna have a celebration
All across the world
In every nation
It's time for the good times
Forget about the bad times, oh yeah
One day to come together
To release the pressure
We need a holiday

(chorus)

You can turn this world around
And bring back all of those happy days
Put your troubles down
It's time to celebrate
Let love shine
And we will find
A way to come together
And make things better
We need a holiday

(chorus)

Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

(chorus)

Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

Holiday, Celebration
Come together in every nation

By: Madonna




The Little Shoemaker

TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Most lyrics sung by entire group. (words sung by lead
only)

Tap, tap, stitch and tap
Make me a pair of shoes

Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare.
Bailaremos tutusi.
Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare.
Bailaremos con cosi.

In the shoemaker's shop this refrain would never stop
As he tapped away, working all the day
(At his bench, there was he, just as busy as a bee)
Little time to lose for the boots and shoes

But his heart went "pop" inside the little shop
When a lovely girl set 'em all a-whirl
She had come to choose some pretty dancing shoes
And he heard her say in a charming way

Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing all the day
Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
Dancing all my cares away

(Then he tapped and he stitched for his fingers were bewitched)
And he sewed a dream into every seam
(Making shoes, oh, so neat just like magic on her feet)
And he hoped she'd know that he loved her so

But she danced, danced, danced as though she were entranced
Like a spinning top all around the shop
On her dainty feet she whirled into the street
And he heard her say as she danced away

Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare.
Bailaremos tutusi.
Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare.
Bailaremos con cosi.

Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
Dancing all my cares away

All my cares away!!

By: The Gaylords

Peaked at # 2 in 1954
Competing version by Winterhalter's Orchestra & Chorus and a Friend
hit #9. The uncredited lead singer was Eddie Fisher.





It's Different for Girls

What the hell is wrong with you tonight?
I can't seem to say or do the right thing
Wanted to be sure you're feeling right
Wanted to be sure we want the same thing

She said - I can't believe it
You can't - possibly mean it
Don't we - all want the same thing
Don't we
Well who said anything about love
No not love she said
Don't you know that it's different for girls
Don't give me love
No not love she said
Don't you know that it's different for girls
You're all the same

Mama always told me, save yourself
Take a little time and find the right girl
Then again don't end up on the shelf
Logical advice gets you in a whirl

I know - a lot of things that
You don't - you wanna hear some
She said - just give me something
Anything
Well give me all you got but not love
No not love she said
Don't you know that it's different for girls
You're all the same

By: Joe Jackson




War

Oh no-there's got to be a better way
Say it again
There's got to be a better way-yeah
What is it good for?

*War has caused unrest

Among the younger generation
Induction then destruction
Who wants to die?

War-huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War-huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Yeah

War-I despise
'Cos it means destruction

Of innocent lives
War means tears
To thousands of mothers how
When their sons go off to fight
And lose their lives

I said
War-huh

It's an enemy of all mankind
No point of war
'Cos you're a man

*(Repeat)

Give it to me one time-now
Give it to me one time-now

War has shattered
Many young men's dreams
We've got no place for it today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord, there's just got to be a better way

It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War

War
War-Good God, now

Now
Give it to me one time now
Now now
What is it good for?

By: Frankie Goes To Hollywood




How?

How can I go forward when I don't know which way I'm facing?
How can I go forward when I don't know which way to turn?
How can I go forward into something that I'm not sure of?
Oh no,
Oh no,

How can I have feeling if I don't know if it's a feeling?
How can I feel something if I just don't know how to feel,
How can I have feelings when my feelings have always been denied?
Oh no,
Oh no,

How can I give love when I don't know what it is I'm giving?
How can I give love when I just don't know how to give?
How can I give love when love is something I aint never had?
Oh no,
Oh no,

You know life can be long,
And you have got to be so strong,
And the world is so tough sometimes I feel I have had enough,
Oh no,
Oh no,

How can we go forward when we don't know which way we're facing?
How can we go forward when we don't know which way to turn?
How go forward into something we're not sure of?
Oh no,
Oh no.

By: John Lennon




Peace Train

Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be, something good has begun

Oh I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be, some day it's going to come

Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train
Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again

Now I've been smiling lately, thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be, something good has begun

Oh peace train sounding louder
Glide on the peace train
Come on now peace train
Yes, peace train holy roller

Everyone jump upon the peace train
Come on now peace train

Get your bags together, go bring your good friends too
Cause it's getting nearer, it soon will be with you

Now come and join the living, it's not so far from you
And it's getting nearer, soon it will all be true

Now I've been crying lately, thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating, why can't we live in bliss

Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train
Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again

By: Cat Stevens (now known as Yusuf Islam)




Moon Shadow


Yes I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow
Leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow

And if I ever lose my hands
lose my plough, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands
Oh, well ... I wonít have to work no more

And if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
yes, if I ever lose my eyes
Oh well ... I won't have to cry no more.

Yes, I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow
Leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow

And if I ever lose my legs
I won't moan and I won't beg
Oh if I ever lose my legs
Oh well ... I won't have to walk no more

And if I ever lose my mouth
All my teeth, north and south
Yes, if I ever lose my mouth
Oh well ... I won't have to talk ...

Did it take long to find me?
I ask the faithful light
Oh, did it take long to find me?
And are you going to stay the night?

I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow
Leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow
Moon shadow, moon shadow

By: Cat Stevens (now known as Yusuf Islam)




Victims of Comfort
No rocket's gonna fly that high
There's no escaping the enemy, he's you and I
We poison up the water, we're choking on the air
Let's stop before it gets too late, or is it already too late?
Is it already too late?
 
For the victims of comfort
Got no one else to blame
We're just the victims of comfort
Connoisseurs of pain
 
It's a technological merry-go-round
Dangerous solutions buried under the ground
And everyone likes a party
But no one wants to clean
Well, I'd like to see a change somehow
but I'm a little busy right now
Just a little busy right now
 
I am just a victim of comfort
I got no one else to blame
I'm just a victim of comfort
A cryin' shame
 
Oh, and what have we got to lose?  Everything
Yes, and what do we stand to gain?  Everything
So let's try together before we have to cry together
It's too soon to die together
 
I'm just a victim of comfort
Got no one else to blame
I'm just a victim of comfort
Connoisseur of pain
We're the victims of comfort
Got no one else to blame
I am just a victim of comfort
Cryin' shame.

By: Kevin Moore




From the Vine Came the Grape

From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
From the wine came a dream to a lover
He was back with Marie on the Isle of Capri
With a million stars shining above her
Once again he romanced as they kissed and they danced
And even heard wedding bells chime

From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
And for Tony, a wonderful time

With a song in his heart
He would sip another little glass of wine
With each sip he would cry
My bella Maria you're mine

REPEAT FIRST VERSE IN ITALIAN

**??
Dalla vite Ť venuto l'uva
Dall'uva Ť venuto il vino
Dal vino Ť venuto un sogno amore
Era indietro con Marie sull'isola di Capri
Con milione stelle che lucidano sopra lei
Ancora una volta romanced mentre baciato e hanno ballato
E perfino le sue flange di nozze chimed
**??

From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
From the wine came a dream to a lover
He was back with Marie on the Isle of Capri
With a million stars shining above her
Once again he romanced as the kissed and they danced
And even heard wedding bells chime
From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
And for Tony a wonderful time
For Tony a wonderful time

By: The Gaylords





One Sweet World

Nine planets round the sun
Only one does the sun embrace
Upon this watered one
So much to we take for granted

So let us sleep outside tonight
Lay down in the mother's arms
For here we can rest safely

If green should slip to grey
Would our hearts still bloody beat?
If the mountains crumble away
And the river dry
Would it stop the stepping feet?

Take all that we can get
When it's done
Nobody left to bury
Nobody left to dig the holes
And here we will rest safely

One sweet world
Around this star is spinning
One sweet world
In her breath I'm swimming
And here we will rest in peace.

By: Dave Matthews




War Child

Who will save the war child baby?
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid,
Fine by me.

At times of war we're all the losers,
There's no victory.
We shoot to kill and kill your lover,
Fine by me.

War child, victim of political pride.
Plant the seed, territorial greed.
Mind the war child,
We should mind the war child.

I spent last winter in New York,
And came upon a man.
He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,
He said, "I fought in Vietnam."

Beneath his shirt he wore the mark,
He bore the mark with pride.
A two inch deep incision carved,
Into his side.

War child, victim of political pride.
Plant the seed, territorial greed.
Mind the war child,
We should mind the war child.

Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now?
We're all the losers now. We're all the losers now.

War child.
War child.

By: The Cranberries




Crippled Inside

You can shine your shoes and wear a suit
You can comb your hair and look quite cute
You can hide your face behind a smile
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

You can wear a mask and paint your face
You can call yourself the human race
You can wear a collar and a tie
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
And a dog's life ain't fun
Mamma take a look outside

You can go to church and sing a hymn
You can judge me by the color of my skin
You can live a lie until you die
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
And a dog's life ain't fun
Mamma take a look outside

You can go to church and sing a hymn
You can judge me by the color of my skin
You can live a lie until you die
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside
One thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside

By: John Lennon




Saviour Machine

President Joe once had a dream
The world held his hand, gave their pledge
So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine

They called it the Prayer, its answer was law
Its logic stopped war, gave them food
How they adored till it cried in its boredom

'Please don't believe in me, please disagree with me
Life is too easy, a plague seems quite feasible now
or maybe a war, or I may kill you all

Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine

I need you flying, and I'll show that dying
Is living beyond reason, sacred dimension of time
I perceive every sign, I can steal every mind

Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine

By: David Bowie




Vienna

Slow down you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart
Tell me why are you are still so afraid?

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do
And only so many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off
Before you even get halfway through
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be before your time
Although it's so romantic
On the borderline tonight

Too bad but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself that you forget what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong
You know you can't always see when you're right

You've got your passion, you've got your pride
But don't you know only fools are satisfied?
Dream on
But don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It's alright
You can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize...
Vienna waits for you.

By: Billy Joel




My Little Boy

I love the world of my little boy
I love the world of my son
I love the touch of his little hand
I love his world, full of fun.

I need to want him, my little boy
I need for him to want me
I need to make all his dreams come true
I need the boy that I see

The feeling of pride he has given me
Only a man can describe
I never knew what a thrill he would be
This little boy by my side
My little bundle of pride.

I love the world of my little boy
It's funny, it's simple, and it's true
I love the way he loves everyone
I love his world, wouldn't you?

...Verse in Italian...

I love the world of my little boy
It's funny, it's simple, and it's true
I love the way he loves everyone.
I love his world, wouldn't you?

I love the way he loves everyone.
I love his world, cause it's true.

By: The Gaylords





Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

By: John Lennon




Good Night Saigon

We met as soul mates on Parris Island. We left as inmates from an asylum.
And we were sharp, as sharp as knives. And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives.
We came in spastic like tameless horses. We left in plastic as numbered corpses.
And we learned fast to travel light. Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight.
We had no home front, we had no soft soap. They sent us Playboy, they gave us Bob Hope.
We dug in deep and shot on sight and prayed to Jesus Christ with all our might.

We had no cameras to shoot the landscape. We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.
And it was dark, so dark at night. And we held on to each other like brother to brother,
we promised our mothers we'd write.
And we would all go down together, we said we'd all go down together.
Yes, we would all go down together.

Remember Charlie? Remember Baker? They left their childhood on every acre.
And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn't matter in the thick of the fight

We held the day in the palm of our hand.
They ruled the night and the night seemed to last as long as six weeks on Parris Island.
We held the coastline, they held the highlands.
And they were sharp, as sharp as knives.
They heard the hum of our motors, they counted the rotors and waited for us to arrive.
And we would all go down together, we said we'd all go down together.
Yes, we would all go down together.

By: Billy Joel




Mister Mister

Mister mister
Can I get five dollars?
So I can get something to eat
HELL NO MOTHERFUCKER
You can't get no money from me
'Cause every time I give you a dollar
You go get shot up, with more and more needles
And you tell me that you're drug free
Drug Free

Mister mister
I haven't ate anything for a week
Can I get a quarter?
HELL NO MOTHERFUCKER
What can a quarter get you?
Nothing motherfucker
You are just fucked up
Off them fucked up drugs
You know you need to fuckin leave alone
But you keep telling me that you're drug free
Motherucker
You ain't drug free, you're a fiend
And every time I try to help you
You pretend as if it's okay
Then later on in the week
You go back to shootin' needles, to sniffin'
Oh motherfucker, but you told me you were drug free
Drug free
You ain't drug free motherfucker
So you damn well, can't get no motherfucking money from me

By: The Fugees




The Sounds of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That 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
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach to you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
in the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets

are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.

By: Simon & Garfunkel




Give Me Some Truth

I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
It's money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
from uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of reading things
by neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

By: John Lennon




Working Class Hero

As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile when you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.

If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

By: John Lennon




Color Blind

I am color blind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside

I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am

Taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stuttered shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside

I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am fine

I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
I am
Color blind

Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside

I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am fine
I am fine
I am fine

By: Counting Crows




The Creation

The God separated a spirit from Himself and fashioned it into beauty. He
showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. He gave her
the cup of happiness and said, "Drink not from this cup unless you forget the
past and the future, for happiness is naught but the moment." And He also gave
her a cup of sorrow and said, "Drink from this cup and you will understand the
meaning of the fleeting instants of the joy of life, for sorrow ever abounds."

And the God bestowed upon her a love that would desert her forever upon
her first sigh of earthly satisfaction, and a sweetness that would vanish with
her first awareness of flattery.

And He gave her wisdom from heaven to lead her to the all-righteous path,
and placed in the depth of her heart an eye that sees the unseen, and created in
her an affection and goodness toward all things. He dressed her with raiment of
hopes spun by the angels of heaven from the sinews of the rainbow. And He
cloaked her in the shadow of confusion, which is the dawn of life and light.

Then the God took consuming fire from the furnace of anger, and searing
wind from the desert of ignorance, and sharp-cutting sands from the shore of
selfishness, and coarse earth from under the feet of ages, and combined them all
and fashioned Man. He gave to Man a blind power that rages and drives him into
a madness which extinguishes only before gratification of desire, and placed
life in him which is the spectre of death.

And the God laughed and cried. He felt an overwhelming love and pity for Man,
and sheltered him beneath His guidance.

By: Khalil Gibran



Have Mercy On Me, My Soul!

Why are you weeping, my Soul?
Knowest thou my weakness?
Thy tears strike sharp and injure,
For I know not my wrong.
Until when shalt thou cry?
I have naught but human words
To interpret your dreams,
Your desires, and your instructions.

Look upon me, my Soul; I have
Consumed my full life heeding
Your teachings. Think of how
I suffer! I have exhausted my
Life following you.

My heart was glorying upon the
Throne, but is now yoked in slavery;
My patience was a companion, but
Now contends against me;
My youth was my hope, but
Now reprimands my neglect.

Why, my Soul, are you all-demanding?
I have denied myself pleasure
And deserted the joy of life
Following the course which you
Impelled me to pursue.
Be just to me, or call Death
TO unshackle me,
For justice is your glory.

Have mercy on me, my Soul.
You have laden me with Love until
I cannot carry my burden. You and
Love are inseparable might; Substance
And I are inseparable weakness.
Will e'er the struggle cease
Between the strong and the weak?

Have mercy on me, my Soul.
You have shown me Fortune beyond
My grasp. You and Fortune abide on
The mountain top; Misery and I are
Abandoned together in the pit of
The valley. Will e'er the mountain
And the valley unite?

Have mercy on me, my Soul.
You have shown me Beauty, but then
Concealed her. You and Beauty live
In the light; Ignorance and I are
Bound together in the dark. Will
E'er the light invade darkness?

Your delight comes with the Ending,
And you revel now in anticipation;
But this body suffers with life
While in life.
This, my Soul, is perplexing.

You are hastening toward Eternity,
But this body goes slowly toward
Perishment. You do not wait for him,
And he cannot go quickly.
This, my Soul, is sadness.

You ascend high, through heaven's
Attraction, but this body falls by
Earth's gravity. You do not console
Him, and he does not appreciate you.
This, my Soul, is misery.

You are rich in wisdom, but this
Body is poor in understanding.
You do not compromise
And he does not obey.
This, my soul, is extreme suffering.

In the silence of the night you visit
The Beloved and enjoy the sweetness of
His presence. This body ever remains
The bitter victim of hope and separation.
This, my Soul, is agonizing torture.
Have mercy on me, my Soul!

By: Khalil Gibran





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