Mike Posted April 13, 2008 Report Posted April 13, 2008 (edited) 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 August 27, 2008 by Guest Given it's original title.
skybluesky Posted April 14, 2008 Report Posted April 14, 2008 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
Farin Posted April 14, 2008 Report Posted April 14, 2008 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)
_Laurie_ Posted April 14, 2008 Report Posted April 14, 2008 ^^^^^ ^^^^^ You are on a roll with the tunes today Farin! :guitar:
Farin Posted April 15, 2008 Report Posted April 15, 2008 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...
Farin Posted April 16, 2008 Report Posted April 16, 2008 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...
_Laurie_ Posted April 16, 2008 Report Posted April 16, 2008 WITHOUT YOU (Written by Ham-Evans (Of BADFINGER)) 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)
Elvish Posted April 17, 2008 Report Posted April 17, 2008 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.
Uncle Joe Posted April 23, 2008 Report Posted April 23, 2008 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
Tenacious_Peaches Posted April 23, 2008 Report Posted April 23, 2008 That is a filthy song, Joe. I love it.
Uncle Joe Posted April 23, 2008 Report Posted April 23, 2008 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.
miamisammy29 Posted April 23, 2008 Report Posted April 23, 2008 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.
Epiphany Posted April 25, 2008 Report Posted April 25, 2008 I hope that Miracles isn't filthy, it'll kind of ruin my childhood. "...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.
_Laurie_ Posted April 25, 2008 Report Posted April 25, 2008 Wow...ya know I never realized that song was dirty, till now...
Elvish Posted April 27, 2008 Report Posted April 27, 2008 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
TheLizard Posted April 27, 2008 Report Posted April 27, 2008 "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.
Farin Posted April 27, 2008 Report Posted April 27, 2008 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
skybluesky Posted April 28, 2008 Report Posted April 28, 2008 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.
Farin Posted May 3, 2008 Report Posted May 3, 2008 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
skybluesky Posted May 4, 2008 Report Posted May 4, 2008 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
Levis Posted May 5, 2008 Report Posted May 5, 2008 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.
Blue Fish Posted May 6, 2008 Report Posted May 6, 2008 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
_Laurie_ Posted May 6, 2008 Report Posted May 6, 2008 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)
Ken Posted May 6, 2008 Report Posted May 6, 2008 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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