when my ups are down
when my downs are up
I want you
feeling inside out and
from the outside in
I want you
on a silver screen
in a magazine
i see you
through the telephone
or a megaphone
i want you
assuring
confusing
i see you
in saintly reverence
or wicked decadence
i want you!
when the days just yawn
when the nights are long
I want you
in a coo-coo tone
then i shout it home
i want you
From the start love was swaying bouncing orchestra playing loud
Oh so enlightening but it also felt frightening when
A lasso in high speed make a perfect knot around my knees
I’m falling into warm embrace while secretly in chains
‘Cause I wanna call it forever call
This thing forever forever
I wanna call it forever call
This thing forever forever
These promises deform my spiritual stability
Dedication so newborn burning flavours inside of me
Oh from a vision I recall your presence in a zoom
Now loving words are faint ‘cause I’m too tight in your embrace, oh oh
Want to call it forever call
This thing forever forever
I wanna call it forever call
This thing forever forever
Big tears splash my eyes I keep my female personalities
Romance blooming smells so nice out plays any harmonies
Oh I’m floating up stream and my knees are shaking
So as we sway orchestra play oh I hope we make it
Wanna call it forever
This thing forever forever
Oh I wanna call it forever call
This thing forever forever…
Every day I get a brand new show
off TV record and radio
I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette
'cause I got the affirmative
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go
A bit bam-boogie and a booga-rooga
my cassette's just like a bazooka
a bligger a blagger a blippity-blop
well I'm going down to the record shop
Yeah!
And the boss said
"LP, single, picture cover or plain
I've got all the hits and all the big names
I've got biggest discounts in my store
if you buy three records, I'll give you four"
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go
It used to break my heart when I went in your shop
and you said my records were out of stock
so I don't buy records in your shop
now I tape them all, 'cause I'm Top of the Pops!
Yeah!
Now I got a new way to move
it's shiny and black and don't need a groove
now I don't need no album rack
I carry my collection over my back
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
Policeman stopped me in my tracks
said "Hey you, you can't tape that
you're under arrest 'cause it's illegal"
So I shoved him off and blew his whistle
I'm a pirate and I keep my loot
So I blew him out with my bazooka
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
You're rich enough to have a record collection
I'll bring my bazooka round for inspection
Sometimes it better get hit twice as fast
so I press my playback to make it last
I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette
I've got the affirmative
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 360
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go
He came into town on a hot summer night
When the flies were giving us fits.
He drove an old Ford that had about lost the fight
His eyes were as black as the pits.
He wore an old rag wrapped around his head,
A yellow shirt of cloth woven fine.
Had scars on his face where once he had bled,
And pants with a belt made of twine.
He found the table where Timmy D sat,
And walked up and settled in like he wanted to stay.
He put his money out on the board
And said, "Hey, boy, teach me to play."
Most of his money was gone before ten;
That's when he smiled and took out his knife.
"All right, " he said, "We'll try it again,
But this time we'll play for your life."
I saw the panic in Timmy D's eyes;
His tongue flicked out like the tongue of a beast.
I liked seeing Timmy cut down to size,
But somebody phoned the police.
He said, "My business is dead on the floor
Though my business ain't often in bars.
I kill beasts when I can't take them anymore
Between times I look for the stars."
I've lived in the swamp and the street,
I know every beast that fills them.
There is no other soul I'd less like to meet
Than the scarred old gypsy who kills them.
Si tuviera por un momento el tiempo en mis manos
no diría nada, no diría nada
Si tuviera por un momento el tiempo en mis manos
Solo te olvidaría, no harían falta mas cosas
Solo sin palabras
Sin palabras para no herir,
para no conocer nada de ti
Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz
y luego tener que echarla de menos
Tú me decías carita linda
Cuando dormía en tu cama
Ahora no dices nada
Ahora no dices nada
Tu me decías carita linda cuando dormía en tu cama
Mejor no digas nada
Las balas no hieren a los fantasmas
Van Sin palabras para no herir,
para no conocer nada de ti
Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz
y luego tener que echarla de menos
Sin palabras para no herir,
para no conocer nada de ti
Sin palabras no
Estoy subida en un columpio que esta parado
Todo se balancea a mi alrededor
Y hoy hace frío, hace frío en la calle, hace frío...
No quiero oír ni una palabra más
Voy a borrar cada sonido de mi voz
Sin palabras para no herir,
para no conocer nada de ti
Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz
y luego tener que echarla de menos
Sin palabras para no herir,
para no conocer nada de ti
Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz
y luego tener que echarla de menos
Sin palabras nooo
No quiero oir tu voz
Oh oh oh oh oh
The sixth sense of memory
Runs a river near a road
That travels up the parkway,
Getting frozen in the snow.
Where what you see is what you see is what you see...
And only some will know
Where the ragged people go.
Where the boozehounds, they bay,
By the banks of the reservoir.
Crows climb higher
From their old familiar yard.
The best thing in Heaven
Is supposed to be the sun
That shines between two mountains
And melts the Devil's gun.
But what you see is what you see is what you see...
And only some will know
Where the ragged people go.
Down here on Kipling,
Where the streetlamps light the way, hey,
There's talk of a reunion
Of the ones who didn't stay.
Why didn't they stay here,
And help me shovel the walk?
(Why didn't they stay here?)
Sick sense of melody
Is what I hear when I'm alone.
And I love it more than misery,
And I love it more than home,
And I cry 'cause I'm not with it,
Even though I've never been...
Where the dope fiends laugh
And say it's too soon.
They all go home and listen to
The Dark Side of the Moon.
• • •
Catholic School Girls, "Stand"
(from the album Emily's Basement)
Famous parabolic versions
Songs that promise:
Beauty, sleep, love, sadness.
Do I dream that something's missing?
Hungry, thirsty, open off-peak mind
Give me the truth, give me the truth,
give me the truth, tell me...
Songs and verses,
Handy captions,
Photographs of
Real-life action, horror, madness.
Can it be that something's happening?
Wash me, paint me, but please don't taint me
Give me a chance, give me chance,
give me a chance...
When I was young, the sky was blue
And everyone knew what to do
But now it's gone, the telly's here
Mass media, the sewer too
Universal maximillion
Eight rare cases
Chickenpox and crawling gladness
Seemingly it's nothing happening
Cure my doctor
don't swallow him down
Give me the cure, give me the cure,
give me the cure...
The night was cool, the moon was bright,
The air was clear with oxygen
The stars were there, and in my eyes
Were thousands of chrysanthemums
Don't use magnets -
Geophysics carry you back
Wholesome, healthfood, homepride
Satisfied
Something outside gives out hunger
Face my mirror
Electricity...
makeshift she sings in her native german,
you try to understand what she's trying to say
she says "your only as good
as the word you understand"
and you, you don't understand a word
tower of babel, swahili, it's all greek to me
bi-lingual, double dutch, gift of the gab
we give you firewater you give us your land,
"white man speak with forked tongue",
but it's too late now to start complaining,
too late
I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my
return to earth
But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you
Let's see you'd be about 60 now, and long dead
by the time I return to earth
My time held dreams were full of you as you were
when I left, still underage
Your android replica is playing up again
it's no joke
When she comes she moans another's name
But that's the spirit of the age, that's the
spirit of the age
I am a clone, I am not alone
Every fibre of my flesh and bone is identical to
the others
Everything I say is in the same tone as my test
tube brother's voice
And there's no choice between us, if you had ever
seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness
And consider every weakness something special of
your own
Being a clone I have no flaws to identify
Even this doggerel that pours from my pen
Has just been written by another twenty
telepathic men
Word for word it says
"Oh, for the wings of any bird other than a
battery hen".
I had just turned sixteen that season
When you came up from Burma to stay.
And you told me I ought to travel with you,
You were sure it would be ok.
When I asked how you earned your living,
I can still hear what you said to me:
You had some kind of job on the railway
And had nothing to do with the sea.
You said a lot, johnny,
All one big lie, johnny.
You cheated me blind, johnny,
From the minute we met.
I hate you so, johnny,
When you stand there grinning, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny,
No ones meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny,
My God and I still love you so.
Surabaya johnny,
Why am I feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny,
And I still love you so.
At the start, every day was sunday,
Till we went on our way one fine night.
And before two more weeks were over,
You thought nothing I did was right.
So we trekked up and down through the punjab,
From the source of the river to the sea.
When I look at my face in the mirror,
Theres an old woman staring back at me.
You didn't want love, johnny,
You wanted cash, johnny.
But I sewed your lips, johnny,
And that was that.
You wanted it all, johnny,
I gave you more, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny.
No ones meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny.
My God and I still love you so.
Surabaya johnny,
Why am I feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny.
And I still love you so.
I would never have thought of asking
How youd got that peculiar name,
But from one end of the coast to the other
You were known everywhere we came.
And one day in a two-bit flophouse
Ill wake up to the roar of the sea,
And youll leave without one word of warning
On a ship waiting down at the quay.
You have no heart, johnny!
Youre just a louse, johnny!
How could you go, johnny,
And leave me flat ?
Youre still my love, johnny,
Like the day we met, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny.
No ones meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny,
My God and I still love you so.
Surabaya johnny,
Why am I feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny.
And I still love you so.
Smitten by the arms of Marianne. Evensong like it’ll never end.
Yeah, I know the colours of rainbow. Did you catch the dream I sent to you?
Or are you so inclined to miscomprehend and surrender to their reprimand?
I’ll be waiting till the sun goes down for yesterday once more.
And I’ll be looking for a love uncovered only days before.
Oh listen, hear the sound of fallen rain! It’s crazy I know but it’s true.
All I wanted to say, “I love your way even after all these years”.
Lay your hair down on my summer’s day. Though they might break us anyway.
Yeah, they might break us anyway. But we’ll shake ‘em someday!
Do the stars babe; come do the stars with me.
I’ll load the gun babe and shoot when we’re ready.
Walk you through the silhouettes of winter trees.
We’ll be afraid and even hesitate. But we’ll talk all night and sleep all day.
And then we’ll kiss and touch like lovers won’t we, oh Marianne?
We’ll be waiting till the sun goes down for yesterday once more.
And we’ll be looking for a love uncovered only days before.
Oh come around my love, come look behind the wall.
Don’t you know for the sun it shines all day?
Can’t you see my love – and here’s the funniest of them all –
that for the rain it raineth everyday?
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine
I've been across to the other side
I've shown you everything, I got nothing to hide
And still you ask me do I love you, what it is, what it is
All I can tell you is it's all show biz
All I can tell you is it's all show biz
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you knife mine
I've been across the water now so many times
I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind
And still you ask me do I love you, what you say, what you say
Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away
Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away
Well I get up in the morning and I'm looking in the mirror to see, ooo wee!
Then I'm lying in the darkness and I know I can't get to sleep, ooo wee!
Nobody loves you when you're old and grey
Nobody needs you when you're upside down
Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground
How cold the city fires burn.
How slow the wheels of progress turn.
And now the streets are full of dust.
And what was metal is now rust.
And when you’re down inside
that’s when you fail to hide
A broken doll is loved the least.
A broken heart’s a missing piece.
This war inside will never cease.
A broken doll is loved the least.
You wake to find you’ve lost your way.
The words you come by day to day.
Places you’ve been are now not there.
Go breathe the change that’s in the air.
But when the thrill has gone.
You are the only one.
A broken doll is loved the least.
A broken heart’s a missing piece.
This war inside will never cease.
A broken doll is loved the least.
But hold on tight and keep that dream.
Things may not be as they seem.
Keep that faith sit back and watch it grow.
Raise yourself up from down below.
Below.
A broken doll is loved the least.
A broken heart’s a missing piece.
This war inside will never cease.
A broken doll is loved the least.
A broken doll. A broken doll. A broken doll. A broken dolll.
Well I've never had a car
Never been near a lorry
Got a nasty habit of scratching my nose
My codename's Happy Harry
I'm Into CB
I've done loads of jobs
For very minute lolly
Creation schemes
So I suppose I was lucky
And the money it took
To buy a CB set
Put lines on my belly
My codename's Cedar Plank
I'm Into CB
I'm Into CB
At 16 I drank cheap sherry
Got plastered in the stations of Swinn Park
Off my mother I stole some money
Had a treat with a bottle of Martini
So sick I couldn't walk or sit
Since then I've not touched that shit
I won't bore you with tales of being greedy
I'm just into CB
I'm into CB
My family's a weird lot
My stepsister's got a horrible growth
Listens to all this muzak shit
Reads Smash Hits while she's eating her tea
To me it sounds like bad CB
My father's not bad really
He got me these wires and bits
Apart from that he talks to me hardly
I'm just into CB
This is Happy Harry Plank
from the land of waving palms
calling out to Cedar Plank
477 CC Res O Code 13
In the home of chocolate city
I'm having trouble with that terminology
But I'm into CB
I've got the letter before me
it's marked with a confidential seal
I'd better open it
It's a fine and a formal threat
I should of listened to New Face in Hell
The date expired last week
Up here I don't know what time it is
It says you're going to go when you go
Or else you're for it boy
That's what you get for having a hobby
Next mail you get will be mail in jail
That's what you get for having a hobby
Next year mail in jail
That's what you get for having a hobby
Next time I'm out I'll tie your wires
That's the last you'll hear for me
Keep clear of CB
Keep clear of CB
LEE HAZLEWOOD & SIW MALMKVIST
You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling (Righteous Brothers)
You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips.
And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips.
You're trying hard not to show it, (baby).
But baby, baby I know it...
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone...gone...gone...wooooooh.
Now there's no welcome look in your eyes
when I reach for you.
And now your're starting to critisize little things I do.
It makes me just feel like crying, (baby).
'Cause baby, something in you is dying.
You lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone...gone...gone...woooooah
Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you.
If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah.
We had a love...a love...a love you don't find everyday.
So don't...don't...don't...don't let it slip away.
Baby (baby), baby (baby),
I beg of you please...please,
I need your love (I need your love),
I need your love (I need your love),
So bring it on back (So bring it on back),
Bring it on back (so bring it on back).
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone...gone...gone,
and I can't go on,
noooo...
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone...gone...
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine oh summer wine
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine oh summer wine
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine oh summer wine
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine mhm summer wine
When I woke up the sun was shinin' in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me craving for more summer wine oh summer wine
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time
And I will give to you my summer wine oh summer wine
Adrift again 2000 man
You lost your maps,
You lost the plans
Did you hear them yell,
Land damn it land?
You say you can't
Well I hope you can
I hope you can
How's it goin 2000 man?
Welcome back to solid ground my friend
I heard all your controls were jammed
Well it's just nice to have you back again
But I guess they still don't understand
And they can never understand
And they said go find 2000 man
And they said tell him we've got new plans
But instead I'm here to tell you friend
I believe they want you to give in
Are you giving in 2000 man?
(Did you love this world
And did this world not love you?)
Are you giving in 2000 man?
Don't give in 2000 man
A horse, a horse
My kingdom for a horse
Rattling on magnetic fields
Yes I did use up
The last box of sparklers
Before they went bad
Got wet or decayed
Homecoming queen, homecoming queen
Teeth what were sharp
Is ground down and dumb
My crooked spine becoming more brittle
What once grew straight
And tall t’ward the sun
Is absorbing back down
To dirt like a sponge
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