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#121
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dead horse
(rose) Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one with whom these feelings I share Nobody understands, quite why we're here We're searchin' for answers That never appear But maybe if I looked real hard I'd I'd see your tryin' too To understand this life, That we're all goin' through (Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car...I didn't know what to do) Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' I guess some things never change Never change I met an old cowboy I saw the look in his eyes Somethin' tells me he's been here before 'Cause experience makes you wise I was only a small child When the thought first came to me That I'm a son of a gun and the gun of a son That brought back the devil in me Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' I guess some things never change Never change I ain't quite what you'd call an old soul Still wet behind the ears I been around this track a couple o' times But now the dust is startin' to clear Oh yeah!!! Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' Ooh yeah, I'd be smilin' No way I'd be smilin' Ooh smilin' Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one With whom these feelings I share |
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garden of eden
(Slash / Rose) It's a critical solution And the east coast got the blues It's a mass of confusion Like the lies they sell to you You got a glass jawed toothache Of a mental disease An they be runnin' round back See 'em line up on their knees 'Cause the kiss ass sycophants Throwin' penance at your feet When they got nowhere to go Watch 'em come in off the streets While they're bangin' out front Inside their slammin' to the cruch Go on an throw me to the lions And the whole damn screamin' bunch 'Cause the pissed-off rip-offs 'R' everywhere you turn Tell me how a generation's Ever s'posed to learn This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll I read it on a wall It went straight to my head It said "Dance to the tension of a world on edge" We got racial violence And who'll cast the first stone And sex is used anyway it can be Sometimes when I look out It's hard to see the day It's a feelin' you can have it It's not mine to take away Lost in the garden of Eden Said we're lost in the garden of Eden And there's no one's gonna believe this But we're lost in the garden of Eden This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll Suck on that Looking through this point of view There's no way I'm gonna fit in Don't ya tell me what my eyes see Don't ya tell me who to believe in I ain't superstitious But I know when somethin's wrong I've been draggin' my heels With a bitch called hope Let the undercurrent drag me along Lost in the garden of Eden Said we're lost in the garden of Eden And there's no one's gonna believe this But we're lost in the garden of Eden Most organized religions make A mockery of humanity Our governments are dangerous And out of control The garden of Eden is just another graveyard Said if they had someone to buy it Said I'm sure they'd sell my soul This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll Lost in the garden of Eden (An we ain't talkin' about no poison apple or some missin' rib ya hear) Said we're lost in the garden of Eden Said there's no one's gonna believe this Said we're lost in the garden of Eden This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll |
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estranged
(rose) When you're talkin to yourself And nobody's home You can fool yourself You came in this world alone (Alone) So nobody ever told you baby How it was gonna be So what'll happen to you baby Guess we'll have to wait and see One, two Old at heart but I'm only 28 And I'm much too young To let love break my heart Young at heart but it's getting much too late To find ourselves so far apart I don't know how you're s'posed To find me lately An what more could you ask from me How could you say that I never needed you When you took everything Said you took everything from me Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait When no one I know can seem to help me now Old at heart but I musn't hesitate If I'm to find my own way out Still talkin' to myself and nobody's home (Alone) So nobody ever told us baby How it was gonna be So what'll happen to us baby Guess we'll have to wait and see When I find out all the reasons Maybe I'll find another way Find another day With all the changing seasons of my life Maybe I'll get it right next time An now that you've been broken down Got your head out of the clouds You're back down on the ground And you don't talk so loud An you don't walk so proud Any more, and what for Well I jumped into the river too many times to make it home I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone If it doesn't show give it time To read between the lines 'Cause I see the storm getting closer And the waves they get so high Seems everything We've ever known's here Why must it drift away and die I'll never find anyone to replace you Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time Oh this time Without you I knew the storm was getting closer And all my friends said I was high But everything we've ever known's here I never wanted it to die |
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the garden
(Arkeen / James / Rose) You know you're all alone Your friends they aren't at home Everybody's gone to the garden As you look into the trees You can look but you don't see The flowers seem to tease you at the garden Everybody's there, but you don't seem to care What's it with you man, and this garden Turned into my worst phobia, A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya, But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance, On the garden's song and dance, Feel her flowers as they wrap around, But only smart boys do without You can find it all inside No need to wrestle with your pride No you ain't losin' your mind You're just in the garden They can lead you to yourself Or you can throw it on the shelf But you know you can look inside For the garden I wasn't really scared Lost my virginity there, To a gypsy with blond hair But now no one seems to care Like a mouse inside a maze Wandering round 4 daze With a smile upon my face, I never wanna leave this place Only poor boys take a chance, On the garden's song and dance, Feel her flowers as they wrap around, But only smart boys do without Turned into my worst phobia, A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya, But it sure was glad to know ya Bye bye So long, bye bye It's glad to know ya Bye bye Bye bye Aw...so long |
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lets pretend
(flett/fletcher) Just pretend, I'm holding you And whispering things soft and low And think of me, how it's gonna be, Just pretend I didn't go When I walked away, I heard you say If you need me, you know what to do I knew it then, I'd be back again Just pretend I'm right there with you And I'll come flying to you, oh yes All the crying is true Oh, I will hold you and love you again But until then, well just pretend Oh, it's funny but I can't recall the things We said or why you're crying But now I know it was wrong to go I belong here by your side |
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she gathers rain...collective soul
Today she dresses For the change she’s facing now And the storm that’s raging A safe haven she has found She doesn’t care What the prohpets say anymore For the love she had She has no more So she gathers rain She gathers rain To rinse away all her guilt and pain She gathers rain She gathers rain To wash and cleanse and make her whole again Her imagination Has started stretching wide And her new conviction No longer will she hide She’s not branded When prophets speak words of fire The same love she gives She requires So she gathers rain She gathers rain To rinse away all her guilt and pain She gathers rain She gathers rain To wash and cleanse and make her whole again |
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White Rabbit
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all; Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall; Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call; To call Alice, when she was just small. When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go; And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low; Go ask Alice, I think she'll know. When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead; And the white knight is talking backwards; And the red queen's off with her head; Remember what the dormouse said, Feed your head, feed your head |
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Liz Phair - H.W.C
Give it to me, don't give it away Don't think about what the others say My skin's getting clear and my hair's so bright All you do is f*ck me every day and night You're my secret beauty routine Na na na na, what my body has seen! I am looking good and I'm feeling nice Baby, you're the best magazine advice Give me your hot, white come Give me your hot, white come I'm gonna pull you back down between the sheets Everything is fresher when the day is sweet In the morning light, when you're already on the phone... Face it one of these days, without you I'm just another Dorian Gray It's the fountain of youth, it's the meaning of life So hot, so sweet, so whet my appetite! Give me your hot, white come Give me your hot, white come Face it one of these days, without you I'm just another Dorian Gray It's the fountain of youth, it's the meaning of life Baby, you're the best magazine advice Give me your hot, white come Give me your hot, white come
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Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen [This is a song I am never tired of hearing (along with most L.Cohen songs). And it's always in my head lately. I particularly like the John Cale version which goes like this]: I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah Your faith was strong, but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah Baby I've been here before, I know this room I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you I've seen your flag on the Marble Arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah There was a time you let me know What's really going on below But now you never show it to me, do you? I remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah Hallelujah Maybe there's a God above, all I ever learned from love Was how to shoot at someone who out drew you And it's not a cry you can hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah |
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Águas de Março (A. C. Jobim, 1971) É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho É um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol É a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzol É peroba do campo, é o nó da madeira Caingá, candeia, é o Matita Pereira É madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira É o mistério profundo, é o queira ou não queira É o vento ventando, é o fim da ladeira É a viga, é o vão, festa da cumeeira É a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira Das águas de março, é o fim da canseira É o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira Passarinho na mão, pedra de atiradeira É uma ave no céu, é uma ave no chão É um regato, é uma fonte, é um pedaço de pão É o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho No rosto o desgosto, é um pouco sozinho É um estrepe, é um prego, é uma conta, é um conto É uma ponta, é um ponto, é um pingo pingando É um peixe, é um gesto, é uma prata brilhando É a luz da manhã, é o tijolo chegando É a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada É a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada É o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã É um resto de mato, na luz da manhã São as águas de março fechando o verão É a promessa de vida no teu coração É uma cobra, é um pau, é João, é José É um espinho na mão, é um corte no pé É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã É um belo horizonte, é uma febre terçã São as águas de março fechando o verão É a promessa de vida no teu coração
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And the song that's actually on my mind now:
Luiza (A. C. Jobim, 1981) Rua, Espada nua Boia no céu imensa e amarela Tão redonda a lua Como flutua Vem navegando o azul do firmamento E no silêncio lento Um trovador, cheio de estrelas Escuta agora a canção que eu fiz Pra te esquecer Luiza Eu sou apenas um pobre amador Apaixonado Um aprendiz do teu amor Acorda amor Que eu sei que embaixo desta neve mora um coração Vem cá, Luiza Me dá tua mão O teu desejo é sempre o meu desejo Vem, me exorciza Dá-me tua boca E a rosa louca Vem me dar um beijo E um raio de sol Nos teus cabelos Como um brilhante que partindo a luz Explode em sete cores Revelando então os sete mil amores Que eu guardei somente pra te dar Luiza Luiza Luiza
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The Pretenders - "Jealous Dogs"
Those jealous dogs, always on the alert Tattle tale rights They’ll take your back and leave your shirt Like that jealous bitch Always wanting more The courts have made her rich And the click of high heels down the corridor Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs Those jealous dogs, detectives every one Don’t be a sucker all your life She’s gonna have you hung Evidence, evidence, evidence Suspicion invites treachery Oh you really got taken Bringing home the bacon Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs Those jealous dogs, they get worse and worse Everytime you turn around They’re sniffin’ at your purse Who do they think we are? What do they think we do? It’s hard to get in the mood When you’re treated like some kind of dog food Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
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- the ayatollah of rock n rolla
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The Good Life - Two Years This Month
It's been two years this month, since the last time we spoke, and it's starting to seem, that the only thing everlasting is this vow of silence. Well, I guess that's the vow that we took, but not at first. At first I was screaming, those songs you heard, Two years ago on that night we last spoke. |
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Neil Young - Let's Impeach The President
Let's impeach the president for lying And leading our country into war Abusing all the power that we gave him And shipping all our money out the door He's the man who hired all the criminals The White House shadows who hide behind closed doors And bend the facts to fit with their new stories Of why we have to send our men to war Let's impeach the president for spying On citizens inside their own homes Breaking every law in the country By tapping our computers and telephones What if Al Qaeda blew up the levees Would New Orleans have been safer that way Sheltered by our government¹s protection Or was someone just not home that day? Let's impeach the president For hijacking our religion and using it to get elected Dividing our country into colors And still leaving black people neglected Thank god he¹s racking down on steroids Since he sold his old baseball team There's lot of people looking at big trouble But of course the president is clean Thank God
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