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Saturday in the park

I think it was the fourth of july

Saturday in the park

I think it was the fourth of july

People dancing, people laughing

A man selling ice cream

Singing italian songs

(fake italian lyric)

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And Ive been waiting such a long time

For saturday

Saturday in the park

Youd think it was the fourth of july

Saturday in the park

Youd think it was the fourth of july

People talking, really smiling

A man playing guitar

Singing for us all

Will you help him change the world

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And Ive been waiting such a long time

For today

Slow motion riders fly the colors of the day

A bronze man still can tell stories his own way

Listen children all is not lost

All is not lost

Funny days in the park

Every days the fourth of july

Funny days in the park

Every days the fourth of july

People reaching, people touching

A real celebration

Waiting for us all

If we want it, really want it

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And Ive been waiting such a long time

For the day

Edited by Guest
Given it's original title.

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P.J. Soles-Local H

I think of P.J. Soles

And wonder where you are

I'll never see you anymore

Where do you think they go?

All the Fallen Stars

Heaven doesnt know you like I do

see you- bleed through

the gauzey haze I sink into

I think of you like P.J. Soles

I was your biggest fan

You seemed to understand

They'll never see you like I do

I guess it's like they said

That it was all just built up in my head

But you're still so real to me

If fine- this time

To me it makes no nevermind

But you know I keep you close

Yearbook- it took

Just one thousand tearstained looks

I think of you like P.J. Soles

And if I do think of you

It's only in the darkest place inside of me

You should know- I think of you like P.J. Soles

See you- bleed through

The gauzey haze I sink into

Phone call- ******* all

You'r just one part of my free fall

This part of me will never close

And when I do think of you

It's only in the darkest place inside of me

You should know- I think of you like P.J. Soles

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No Rain ~ Blind Melon

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

I like watchin' the puddles gather rain

And all I can do is just pour some tea for two

and speak my point of view

But it's not sane

It's not sane...

I just want someone to say to me

I'll always be there when you wake

Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today

So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day

And I start to complain that there's no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake

And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape

escape... escape... escape...

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

ya don't like my point of view

ya think I'm insane

It's not sane... it's not sane

I just want someone to say to me

I'll always be there when you wake

Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today

So stay with me and I'll have it made

(I'll have it made

I'll have it made

You know we're really gonna,

really gonna have it made

Gonna have it made)

:bow: :bow: :bow:

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I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman ~ The White Stripes

Well I'm finding it harder

to be a gentleman every day

all the manners that I've been taught

have slowly died away

but if I held the door open for you

It wouldn't make your day

You think that I care

about me and only me

when every single girl needs help

climbing up a tree

well I know it don't take much

to satisfy me

Maybe it's whatever's in my head

that's distracting me

but if i could find emotion

to stimulate devotion

well then you'd see

Well I'm finding it hard to say

that I need you twenty times a day

I feel comfortable so baby why

don't you feel the same?

have a doctor come and visit us

and tell us which one is sane

Well I never said I wouldn't

Throw my jacket in the mud for you

but my father gave it to me so

maybe I should carry you

then you said

"You almost dropped me"

so then I did

and I got mud on my shoes...

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Off He Goes ~ Pearl Jam

Know a man...

his face seems pulled and tense...

Like he's riding on a motorbike...

in the strongest winds

So I approach with tact...

suggest that he should relax...

But he's always moving much too fast...

Said he'll see me on the flipside...

of this trip he's taken for a ride

He's been takin'... too much on...

off he goes

With his perfectly... unkept clothes...

there he goes...

He's yet to come back...

but I've seen his picture

Doesn't look the same up on the rack...

we go way back...

I wonder bout his insides...

It's like his thoughts are too big for his size

He's been taken... where? I don't know...

off he goes

With his perfectly... unkept hope...

there he goes...

And now I rub my eyes...

for he has returned

Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned...

For he still smiles... and he's still strong

Nothing's changed, but the surrounding bullshit... that has grown

And now he's home... and we're laughing...

like we always did...

my same old... same old friend

Until a quarter-to-ten...

I saw the strain creep in...

He seems distracted and I know just what is gonna happen next

Before his first step...

he is off again...

:bow: :puppyeyes: :bow:

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WITHOUT YOU

(Written by Ham-Evans (Of BADFINGER)) :bow: :bow:

No, I can't forget this evening

Or your face as you were leaving

But I guess that's just the way the story goes

You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows

Yes, it shows

No, I can't forget tomorrorow

When I think of all my sorrows

When I had you there but then I let you go

And now it's only fair that I should let you know

What you should know

I can't live if living is without you

I can't live, I can't give any more

Can't live if living is without you

I can't give, I can't give any more

No, I can't forget this evening

Or your face as you were leaving

But I guess that's just the way the story goes

You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows

Yes, it shows

Can't live if living is without you

I can't live, I can't give anymore

I can't live if living is without you

Can't live, I can't give anymore

(Living is without you)

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Are the Good Times Really Over ~ Merle Haggard

I wish a buck was still silver.

It was back when the country was strong.

Back before Elvis; before the Vietnam war came along.

Before The Beatles and "Yesterday",

When a man could still work, and still would.

Is the best of the free life behind us now?

Are the good times really over for good?

Are we rolling down hill like a snowball headed for hell?

With no kind of chance for the Flag or the Liberty bell.

Wish a Ford and a Chevy,

Could still last ten years, like they should.

Is the best of the free life behind us now?

Are the good times really over for good?

I wish coke was still cola,

And a joint was a bad place to be.

And it was back before Nixon lied to us all on TV.

Before microwave ovens,

When a girl could still cook and still would.

Is the best of the free life behind us now?

Are the good times really over for good?

Are we rolling down hill like a snowball headed for hell?

With no kind of chance for the flag or the Liberty bell.

Wish a Ford and a Chevy,

Could still last ten years, like they should.

Is the best of the free life behind us now?

Are the good times really over for good?

Stop rolling down hill like a snowball headed for hell.

Stand up for the Flag and let's all ring the Liberty bell.

Let's make a Ford and a Chevy,

Still last ten years, like they should.

The best of the free life is still yet to come,

The good times ain't over for good.

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Miracles-Jefferson Starship

If only you believe like I believe, baby

Wed get by

If only you believe in miracles, baby

So would i

If only you believe like I believe, baby

Wed get by

If only you believe in miracles, baby

So would i.

I might have to move heaven and earth to prove

It to you, baby

So were makin love and you feel the power

And I feel the power

Then theres really nothing that we cant do

If we wanted to, baby

We could exist on the stars

Itd be so easy

All we gotta do

Is get a little faith in you

Oh, Ive been (to) so many places

Ive seen some things

I know, love is the answer

Keeps holding this world together

Aint nothing better

Aint nothing better

And all the answers to our prayers

Hell , its the same everywheres, baby

Nothing ever breaks up the heart

Only tears give you away

Then youre right where I found ya

With my arms around ya

Oh baby, baby, baby, love is a magic word, yeah

Few ever find in a lifetime

But from that very first look in your eyes

I knew you and I had but one heart

Only our bodies were apart

That was so easy, so easy

I had a taste of the real world

When I went down on you, girl.

If only you believe like I believe, baby

Wed get by

If only you believe in miracles, baby

So would i

If only you believe like I believe, baby

Wed get by

If only you believe in miracles, baby

So would i.

I can hear windmills and rainbows

Whenever youre talkin to me

I feel like swirling and dancin

Whenever youre walking with me

You ripple like a river when I touch you

When I pluck your body like a string

When I start dancin inside ya

Oh baby, you make me wanna sing

Yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby

Oh yeah, all right

Baby, were sure doin it tonight

Everytime you come by, let me try

Pretty, please sugar on it

Thats how I like it

I cant even believe it, with you

Its like having every dream I ever wanted

Come true

I picked up your vibes

You know it opened my eyes

But Im still dreamin yeah

And youre right where I found ya

With my arms around ya.

Refrain twice

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Me too. I think it's the most romantic and sexy rock song ever. When you listen to Marty Balin and Grace Slick trading lyrics and answering/echoing lyrics you feel like you're invading their privacy.

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I hate to burst your bubble, Joe, but the legend behind that song is that Grace and Marty didn't really like each other. Grace especially hated Marty's poofy love ballads like the one mentioned above. So, while Marty was singing it (or rehearsing it), Grace was mocking him in the background. It just so happened that the weaving voices sounded pretty cool together, and they ended up recording the song as such.

At least, that's the legend. Good song, though.

:afro: :afro: :afro: :jester: :rockon: :rockon: :rockon:

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I hope that Miracles isn't filthy, it'll kind of ruin my childhood. :o

"...You're not hopeless or helpless..."

That's my favorite part of You Don't Know What Love is by the White Stripes. The rest of the song kind of builds up to that part. :D

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Patchwork Quilt

Written by Warren Haynes in memory of Jerry Garcia, and played with Phil & Friends and The Dead.

I never knew you

But then who really did?

If you were at all like me

You managed to keep yourself hid

A patchwork quilt of a life

Memories embroidered

On your soul

So please forgive me

For putting you in my song

But the spirit she moves me

In fact she pushes me along

It's a patchwork quilt of a life

Can't stop the river

Just let it roll

We were at Jones Beach

When we got the word

Saddest sound that I ever heard

The bluest note that nobody could play

Ravens sang with us that night on the stage

Tears of sadness, tears of rage

But nobody spoke, we all felt old

And in the way

So walk beside me

Or above me, I don't know

These days it sure seems

I'm lost where ever I go

God, how could you, I heard someone say

And what do we do with our lives now anyway?

Now that our North Star can no longer be found

But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky

Hippies dance and babies cry

Church bells ring as a silver-haired angel looks down

And the blood of his music runs through the veins of our guitars

Bright lights, Dark Star

I never knew you

But then who really did

If you were at all like me

You managed to keep yourself hid

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"Even Hitler Had A Girlfriend"- The Mr. T Experience

I still haven't found a girlfriend,

Though I've tried a lot.

So, can you help me please,

It's tougher than i thought.

The odds are pretty good,

but the goods are pretty odd.

Though at this point,

I'll take anything you've got.

I see this all the time,

Nice girls in love with jerks,

What could they be thinking?

Tell me how it works.

If i got some problems,

Well i wouldn't be the first.

But the ones I have in mind are even worse.

And even Hitler had a girlfriend,

Who he could always call,

That would always be there for him

In spite of all his faults

He was the worst guy ever.

reviled and despised,

Even Hitler had a girlfriend

So why can't I?

Why can't I?

Life is full of contradictions

Hard to understand

And for every happy woman,

There's a lonely man

Nixon had his puppy.

Charles Manson had his clan

God forbid that i get a girlfriend.

Even Hitler had a girlfriend

Who he could call his own,

To sweeten days of bitterness,

and feeling all alone

I'm not as bad as Hitler,

But that doesn't mean a thing,

Since they'd rather be with Hitler, more than me

I don't see, why they'd rather be with Hitler,

more than me.

:puppyeyes: :laughing: :laughing:

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Walk Unafraid ~ R.E.M.

As the sun comes up, as the moon goes down

These heavy notions creep around

It makes me think

Long ago I was brought into this life, a little lamb

A little lamb

Courageous, stumbling

Fearless was my middle name

But somewhere there I

Lost my way

Everyone walks the same

Expecting me to step

The narrow path they've laid

They claim to

(chorus)

Walk unafraid

I'll be clumsy instead

Hold my love me or leave me

High

Say "keep within the boundaries if you want to play"

Say "contradiction only makes it harder"

How can I be

What I want to be?

When all I want to do is strip away

These stilled constraints

And crush this charade

Shred this sad masquerade

I don't need no persuading

I'll trip, fall, pick myself up and

Walk unafraid

I'll be clumsy instead

Hold my love me or leave me

High

If I have a bag of rocks to carry as I go

I just want to hold my head up high

I don't care what I have to step over

I'm prepared to look you in the eye

Look me in the eye

And if you see familiarity

Then celebrate the contradiction

Help me when I fall to

Walk unafraid

I'll be clumsy instead

Hold my love me or leave me

High

Walk unafraid

I'll be clumsy instead

Hold my love me or leave me

High

:bow: :bow:

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Bret You Got It Going On-Flight of the Conchords

Hey there Bret,

I see you're looking down.

Don't wanna see my little buddy down with a frown,

Just because I get more women than you,

Well that's only because they don't know you like I do.

Sure you weedy, and kinda shy,

But some girly out there must be needy for a weedy shy guy,

They want you as they needle when they're rolling in the hay,

So just hear me out when I say...

Bret you got it going on!

The ladies'll get to know your sexuality when they get to know your personality.

I said Bret you got it going ooon!

Not in a gay way, just in a "hey mate I wanted to say that your looking ok mate!"

Why can't a heterosexual guy tell a heterosexual guy that he thinks his booty is fly?

Not all the time obviously, Just when he's got a problem with his self-esteem.

Don't let anyone tell you you're not humpable,

Because you're bumpable,

Well I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable,

If I say you got a "boom ow ow" come on Bret help me out now.

Bret you got it going on!

(Got it going on)

That's the conclusion that I've come to,

But that doesn't mean that I wanna Bum you.

Bret you got it going ooon!

(Got it going on...)

No doubt about it we'd be going crazay if one of us was lucky enough to be born a lady.

OH, if one of us was a lady!

And I was your man, if I was your man.

Well sometimes It gets lonely and I ne-ed a woman,

And then I imagine you with some bosoms.

In fact, one time when we were touring and I was feeling really lonely,

And we were sharing that twin room in the hotel,

I put a wig on you while you were sleeping, put a wig on you.

And I just lay there and spooned you.

Bret, you got it going on.

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Your Racist Friend ~ TMBG

This is where the party ends

I can't stand here listening to you

And your racist friend

I know politics bore you

But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you

And your racist friend

It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended

If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended

My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending

Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying

This is where the party ends

I'll just sit here wondering how you

Can stand by your racist friend

I know politics bore you

But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you

You and your racist friend

This is where the party ends

I can't stand here listening to you

And your racist friend

I know politics bore you

But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you

And your racist friend

Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway

Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way

He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking

Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding

This is where the party ends

I can't stand here listening to you

And your racist friend

I know politics bore you

But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you

And your racist friend

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The Smiths - THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT

Take me out tonight

Where there's music and there's people

And they're young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

Anymore

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people and I

Want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh, please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their

Home, and I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

(But then a strange fear gripped me and I

Just couldn't ask)

Take me out tonight

Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one, da ...

Oh, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Oh, There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out

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I Will Be There When You Die - My Morning Jacket

Joe was born in New York City,

Son of Paul and Catherine

Always down and always out,

But his morals always seemed just fine

There will be bigotry and there will be open minds

There will be days of peace; you'll never have the time

As long as you keep a straight face,

I will be there when you die

I was born in East Kentucky,

Home of where the grass is dyed

Always down and always out,

But my morals always seemed just fine

There will be bigotry and there will be open minds

There will be days of peace you'll never have the time

As long as you keep a straight face,

I will be there when you die.

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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, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty

in 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, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe 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, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you'd let me know

What's real and going on below

But now you never show it to me do you?

Remember when I moved in you?

The holy dark was moving too

And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above

And all I ever learned from love

Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

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

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

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Theme from "Shaft"

Isaac Hayes

Shaft

Who's the black private dick

that's a sex machine to all the chicks?

(Shaft!)

You're damn right

Who is the man

that would risk his neck for his brother man?

(Shaft!)

Can ya dig it?

Who's the cat that won't cop out

when there's danger all about

(Shaft!)

Right on

You see this cat Shaft is a bad mother--

(Shut your mouth)

But I'm talkin' about Shaft

(Then we can dig it)

He's a complicated man

but no one understands him but his woman

(John Shaft)

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JIMMY BUFFETT

Please Take Your Drunken Fifteen Year-old Girlfriend Home

Please take your girlfriend home

She's only fifteen, she shouldn't be back here alone

I'm horny and my mind begins to roam

So please take your drunken fifteen year-old girlfriend home

She found mama's quaalude 'script

Took a few just right before the show

She is no beer drinker

She used the bathroom fifteen times I know

Her overtures were rather crude

Her boyfriend he was more than rude to me

I'm twenty-eight and I don't date

I still know classy women who like me

So please take your girlfriend home

She's only fifteen, she shouldn't be back here alone

I'm horny and my mouth begins to foam

So please take your 15 year-old girlfriend home

She said our show was rather dull

She liked Jethro Tull more than she liked us

She said a cab cost twenty bucks

I gave her thirty cents to ride the bus

When she hit me with a mic

Something with which I could not agree

When she said she dug the harmonica player

A whole lot more than she dug me

So please take your girlfriend home

She's only 15, she shouldn't be back here alone

Oh, take her to go read the Rolling Stone

And please take your drunken 15 year-old girlfriend home

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