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Post by mabd on Aug 26, 2006 20:07:43 GMT -6
Flash
Elton John
Don't close the shades
I'm scared of the darkness
I'm cold as a razor blade
Inches from madness
Don't let me sleep here
They're all trying to kill me
I've seen the walls moving
They've all heard me screaming, screaming
Feed me
Feed my needs and then just leave me
Let me go back where you found me
`Cause I miss my basement
The sweet smell of new paint
The warmth and the comforts of home
So feed me
Give me my treatment and free me
My arms are so hungry so feed me
The room's so distorted
And filled with mad shadows
I feel like a carcass
White like a marrow bone
It all seems so long ago
I remember them laughing
I heard the ambulance scream
I saw the red light flashing, flashing
next word: hungry
Maeve
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Post by Siren on Aug 26, 2006 22:13:04 GMT -6
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going
(Chorus)
Everybody's got a HUNGRY heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a hungry heart
I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we RIPPED it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstone again
(Chorus)
Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone
(Chorus)
"Hungry Heart" - Bruce Springsteen
next: ripped
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Post by mabd on Aug 27, 2006 0:33:26 GMT -6
Book of Dreams
Suzanne Vega
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
I took your urgent whisper
Stole the arc of a white wing
Rode like foam on the river of pity
Turned its tide to strength
Healed the hole that ripped in living
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
next word: ripped
Maeve
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Aug 28, 2006 8:23:25 GMT -6
Chinese Cafe/unchained Melody - Indigo Girls
Caught in the middle
Carol, we’re middle class
We’re middle aged
We were wild in the old days
Birth of rock ’n roll days
Now your kids are coming up straight
And my child’s a stranger
I bore her
But, I could not raise her
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
We’d be dreaming on our dimes
We’d be playing--
Oh my love, my darling
One more time
Uranium money
Is booming in the old home town now
It’s putting up sleek concrete
Tearing the old landmarks down now
Paving over brave little parks
Ripping off indian land again
How long--how long
Short sighted business men
Ah, nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
We’d be dreaming on our dimes
We’d be playing--
You give your love, so sweetly
One more time
Christmas is sparkling
Out on carol’s lawn
This girl of my childhood games
With kids nearly grown and gone
Grown so fast
Like the turn of a page
We look like our mothers did now
When we were those kids’ age
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
We’d be dreaming on our dimes
We’d be playing--
Oh my love, my darling
I’ve hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me.
(time goes--where does the time go--
I wonder where the time goes. . .)
sparkling
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Post by fallenangel on Aug 28, 2006 12:12:51 GMT -6
Eagles ~ Peaceful Easy Feeling
I like the way sparkling earrings lay
Upon your skin so brown
And I want to sleep with you in the desert night
With a million stars all around
I get a peaceful easy feelin
And I know you won't let me down
Cause I'm already standin
On the ground
next word : Desert
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Post by Phalon on Aug 28, 2006 17:00:22 GMT -6
No, no, no, Phalon. Stop. Too late.
Horse With No Name ~ America
"...After nine days I let the horse run free 'cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...."
Shoot, damn, damn, damn. I might as well just post a week's worth of this now in the "What Song is Stuck in Your Head", cuz it'll be stuck in mine at least that long.
Next word: ocean
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Post by Siren on Aug 28, 2006 18:47:12 GMT -6
If you leave me, I won't miss you,
And I won't ever take you back.
Girl, your mem’ry won't ever haunt me
'Cause I don't love you, and now if you'll buy that.
I got some OCEAN front property in Arizona.
From my front porch you can see the sea.
I got some ocean front property in Arizona.
If you'll buy that, I'll throw the golden GATE in free.
from "Ocean Front Property" by George Strait
next: gate
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Post by mabd on Aug 28, 2006 23:03:20 GMT -6
Gate and Garden
Stevie Nicks
There is a gate
It can be guarded
Well it is not heaven
And it has a garden
So to the red rose
Grows the passion
And the garden/guardian
Well it's now you know
It's just a few days away
It's now you know
And it's then
It's just a game that we play
Someone steals it
next word: play
Maeve
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Post by fallenangel on Aug 29, 2006 8:28:35 GMT -6
Bob Seger - Old Time Rock & Roll
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music aint got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock'n' roll
Still like that old time rock'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll
Won't go to hear them play a tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only sure way to get me to go
Start playing old time rock 'n' roll
next word : SOUL
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Post by lolapunk on Aug 29, 2006 8:50:45 GMT -6
Don't Think Twice - Bob Dylan (though it's playing in my head with Joan Baez & the Indigo Girls)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your ROOSTER crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my SOUL
But don't think twice, it's all right
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right
rooster
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Post by mabd on Aug 29, 2006 11:25:26 GMT -6
Nice choices, Yinyang and LLPunkDylanMitchellAnderson  Little Red Rooster Bryan Adams I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today Keep everything in the farmyard Upset in ev'ry way The dogs begin to barkin', hounds begin to howlDogs begin to barkin', hounds begin to howl Watch out strange cat people Little red rooster's on the prowl next word: howl Maeve |
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Post by lolapunk on Aug 29, 2006 12:04:22 GMT -6
Maeve, you crack this simple girl up everytime.
Cry Like a Rainstorm - Bonnie Raitt
Sometimes I'm up
Sometimes I'm down
Tell me where can I run to
Tell me how have I sinned
When you cry like a RAINSTORM
And HOWL like the wind
So who shall I start with
Tell me how to begin
When you cry like a rainstorm
And howl like the wind
rainstorm
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Post by mabd on Aug 29, 2006 12:24:17 GMT -6
Maeve, you crack this simple girl up everytime. Good. It's part of the plan. You know Bob Dylan once said that all words which sound alike mean the same thing. Does that mean you are really JoLoNiLaPunAnderChell?? This woman has eyes to die for.... voice ain't bad either. Rainstorm Anneli Drecker Have I not been fooled again? I know I must have I thought such joy could never end I thought I would Keep you with me Eternally Now, I turn a painful red When people pass me Avert my eyes and drop my head Afraid they might See what I see My destinyI just want the rain to come To comfort me, to pour over me There's nothing like a rainstormTo wash away the rain next word: destiny Maeve |
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Post by lolapunk on Aug 29, 2006 13:24:08 GMT -6
Ha, say that real fast, even once... and I think it's been years since I posted this much in one day.
This is a band, that if I remember right, had no guitars, only percussion.
Breakaway - Big Pig
all my life i wanted to fly
like the birds that you see way up in the sky
making circles in the morning sun
flying high in the sky 'till the day is done
i can't break away
like a child in his fantasy
punching holes in the wall of REALITY
all my life i wanted to fly
but i don't have the wings and i wonder why
i can't break away
whoa well my momma told me when i was young
stand tall birdie your number one
she said you can be what you want to be
but you can't change the course of your DESTINY
i can't break away
oh no no no no
i can't break away
well i can't i can't i can't break away
reality
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Post by mabd on Aug 29, 2006 22:06:55 GMT -6
Ha, say that real fast, even once... and I think it's been years since I posted this much in one day. This is a band, that if I remember right, had no guitars, only percussion. Dang, I can't say it once slowly...maybe I should stick to Doctor Lola, l-o-l-a, lola.... Mariane Faithfull did somethng like this on her Strong Poision CD. On "Child of Mine," she used her voice and the lyrics as the bassline and went from there. Sweet. Bohemian Rhapsody Queen Is this the real life- Is this just fantasy- Caught in a landslide- No escape from reality- Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see- I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy- Because I'm easy come, easy go, A little high, little low, Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, To me Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead, Mama, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away- Mama ooo, Didn't mean to make you cry- If I'm not back again this time tomorrow- Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters- trigger Maeve |
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Post by Siren on Aug 29, 2006 22:52:47 GMT -6
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the TRIGGER
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a WHISKEY lullaby
"Whiskey Lullaby" - Brad Paisley w/ Alison Krauss
next: whiskey
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Post by mabd on Aug 30, 2006 0:27:33 GMT -6
Alabama Song
Marianne Faithfull
Oh, show me the way to the next whisky bar,
Oh, don’t ask why, oh, don’t ask why!
For we must find the next whisky bar
For if we don’t find the whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you
I tell you
I tell you we must die!
Oh, moon of alabama,
We now must say good-bye.
We’ve lost our good old mamma
And must have whisky, oh you know why!
moon
Maeve
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Post by lolapunk on Aug 30, 2006 0:58:33 GMT -6
Great songs, everyone.
Shiver Me Timbers - Tom Waits
I'm leavin' my fam'ly
Leavin' all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines
On a new front page sky
My tears are salt water
And the moon's full and high
And I know Martin Eden's
Gonna be proud of me
And many before me
Who've been called by the sea
To be up in the crow's nest
Singin' my say
Shiver me Timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away
And the fog's liftin'
And the sand's shiftin'
I'm driftin' on out
Ol' Captain Ahab
He ain't got nothin' on me, now.
So swallow me, don't follow me
I'm trav'lin' alone
Blue water's my daughter
'n I'm gonna skip like a stone
So please call my missus
Gotta tell her not to cry
'Cause my goodbye is written
By the MOON in the sky
Hey and nobody knows me
I can't fathom my stayin'
SHIVER me timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away
shiver
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Post by Siren on Aug 30, 2006 19:23:55 GMT -6
If we make it through December
Everything's gonna be all right I know
It's the coldest time of winter
And I SHIVER when I see the falling snow
If we make it through December
Got plans to be in a warmer town come summer time
Maybe even California
If we make it through December
We'll be fine
If We Make It Through December - Merle Haggard
warmer
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Aug 30, 2006 20:46:24 GMT -6
Siren......the first time I ever heard that Whisky Lullaby song....I cried like a baby. I haven't been able to listen to it since....
... & The Mouse Police Never Sleeps - Jethro Tull
Muscled, black with steel-green eye
Swishing through the rye grass
With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.
Tail balancing at half-mast.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Lying in the cherry tree.
Savage bed foot-warmer of purest feline ancestry.
Look out, little furry folk!
He’s the all-night working cat.
Eats but one in every ten ---
Leaves the others on the mat.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Waiting by the cellar door.
Window-box town crier;
Birth and death registrar.
With claws that rake a furrow red ---
Licensed to multilate.
From warm milk on a lazy day
To dawn patrol on hungry hate.
...no, the mouse police never sleeps ---
Climbing on the ivy.
Windy roof-top weathercock.
Warm-blooded night on a cold tile.
Swishing
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Post by mabd on Aug 31, 2006 12:30:52 GMT -6
(cool songs, we should make a Whoosh playlist. Scrapgold, I teach the 2nd (or 3rd, depending on who is counting) Agricultural Revolution based on Jethro Tull -- gets 'em every time  Doc LL Punkandchell, thanks for a new song! Siren, as alway, I'm impressed, couldn't get shivers to save my soul.) Sunday Song The Incredible String Band In the church made of living trees entwined Green and dapple golden trees enshrined us I heard the mice murmur in the corners Saw the moles move deep below the ground Far below the great ships trembled And a million men almost remembered For one did We are bonded Love is god For one did we are bonded love is god Gold is roses and horses Kissing petals, swishing tails Love is god oh sweet joy Venus fell for a while in England Air was sweet as milk The boy child's kisses still changed into birds Grasses were violet swaying like silksilk Maeve |
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Post by Siren on Aug 31, 2006 20:36:26 GMT -6
I'm with you, Scrap. It is a very moving song. And the plaintive voice of our Alison certainly adds to the drama. And that Tull song is a trip!
"Eats but one in every ten ---
Leaves the others on the mat."
That is SO my cat! Boll!
Thank you, Maeve. I love Merle Haggard so. And that song is one of his very best. A shame that it's associated with Christmas, so that you usually only hear it during the holidays. And leave it to Merle to find a way to make Christmas depressing! But then, it is for many families. As usual, Merle writes and sings for the working man.
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Bought you a SILK gown and PERFUME today,
Picked up some roses and champagne on the way.
Oh I called to ask you to put some soft music on,
Cause if you're thinking you want a stranger,
There's one coming home.
If you're thinking you want a stranger,
I'll soon be there
You're gonna see a change in me,
This time I swear.
No more late nights, coming in at daylight,
And no more doing you wrong,
Cause if you're thinking you want a stranger,
There's one coming home
from "If You're Thinking You Want A Stranger" by George Strait
next: perfume
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Post by mabd on Aug 31, 2006 22:25:32 GMT -6
Marathon Kiss
a duet sung by Marianne Faithfull and Emmylou Harris
I cherish the night of your marathon kiss,
Chemicals flying, oh I love this.
What's it all for if you can't feel the ecstasy ?
What's it all for if you can't touch the power,
The will to live in the hour?
Don't steal what I have got, baby,
'Cause it's hardly enough for myself.
Don't steal what I've got, baby,
'Cause the balance is thin like a shell.
I cherish the night of your marathon kiss,
Chemicals flying, oh I love this.
What's it all for if you can't feel the moment ?
What's it all for if you can't feel the moment,
The moment of kiss.
Fearless when I'm with you,
Fearless when I'm with you.
Fearless when I'm with you,
Fearless through and through.
What am I gonna wear ? I don't care.
Nobody sees the inside.
Oh, the radio's gonna take us out
Take us out on a ride.
I put on perfume and I walk in the room
The world stands still with you in the room.
I cross the floor and I'm high and I'm rich
When I'm under your lips and your fingertips.
I cherish the night of your marathon kiss,
Chemicals flying into the mist.
What's it all for if you can't feel the moment ?
What's it all for if you can't feel the power ?
What's it all for if you can't, can't live right here
In the hour, in the hour, in the hour ?
Fearless when I'm with you,
Fearless when I'm with you.
Fearless when I'm with you,
Fearless through and through.
fearless
Maeve
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Post by fallenangel on Sept 1, 2006 10:03:03 GMT -6
Alanis Morissette~ Surrendering
you were full and fully capable
you were self sufficient and needless
your house was fully decorated in that sense
you were taken with me to a point
a case of careful what you wish for
but what you knew was enough to begin
and so you called and courted fiercely
so you reached out, entirely fearless
and yet you knew of reservation and how it serves
and I salute you for your courage
and I applaud your perseverance
and I embrace you for your faith in the face of adversarial forces
next word : COURAGE
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Post by mabd on Sept 1, 2006 14:10:53 GMT -6
cool choice yinyang Courage
Wizard of Oz
Dorothy
Your Majesty, If you were King, you wouldn't be afraid of anything?
Lion
Not nobody, not nohow!
Tin Man
Not even a rhinocerous?
Lion
Imposserous!
Dorothy
How about a hippopotamus?
Lion
Why, I'd trash him from top to bottomamus!
Dorothy
Supposin' you met an elephant?
Lion
I'd wrap him up in cellophant!
Scarecrow
What if it were a brontosaurus?
Lion
I'd show him who was King of the Forest!
All Four
How?
Lion
How?
Courage! What makes a King out of a slave?
Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave?
Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk, in the misty mist or the dusky dusk?
What makes the muskrat guard his musk?
Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder?
Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder?
Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the "ape" in apricot?
What have they got that I ain't got?
All Four
Courage!
Lion
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Post by Siren on Sept 1, 2006 22:24:08 GMT -6
Lol! That's fun, Maeve.
And it gives me the chance to quote a gorgeous lyric, written by Hoagy Carmichael:
And now the purple DUSK of twilight time
Steals across the MEADOWS of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie,
And I am once again with you
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
"Stardust" - my favorite version is by Nat King Cole, and it's surely one of the most beautiful recordings ever made *sigh* They don't make 'em like that any more.
next: meadows
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Sept 2, 2006 10:35:50 GMT -6
Till There Was You - Beatles
There were bells on a hill
But I never heard them ringing
No I never heard them at all
Till there was you
There were birds in the sky
But I never saw them winging
No I never saw them at all
Till there was you
Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and you
There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all
Till there was you
Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and you
There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all
Till there was you
Till there was you
fragrant
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Post by mabd on Sept 2, 2006 14:54:15 GMT -6
Closing Time
Leonard Cohen
So we’re drinking and we’re dancing
And the band is really happening
And the johnny walker wisdom running high
And my very sweet companion
She’s the angel of compassion
And she’s rubbing half the world against her thigh
Every drinker every dancer
Lifts a happy face to thank her
And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
All the women tear their blouses off
The men they dance on the polka-dots
And it’s partner found and partner lost
And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops
It’s closing time
We’re lonely, we’re romantic
And the cider’s laced with acid
And the holy spirit’s crying, ’where’s the beef? ’
And the moon is swimming naked
And the summer night is fragrant
With a mighty expectation of relief
So we struggle and we stagger
Down the snakes and up the ladder
To the tower where the blessed hours chime
And I swear it happened just like this
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The gates of love they budged an inch
I can’t say much has happened since
But closing time
NAKED
Maeve
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Post by Phalon on Sept 2, 2006 18:16:52 GMT -6
Jane says
I'm done with Sergio
He treats me like a ragdoll
She hides
The television
Says "I don't owe him nothing
But if he comes back again
Tell him to wait right here for me or
Try again tomorrow"
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
Jane says
"Have you seen my wig around?
I feel naked without it"
She knows
They all want her to go
But that's ok man
She don't like them anyway
Jane says
"I'm going away to Spain when I
get my money saved
I'm gonna start tomorrow"
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
She gets mad
And she starts to cry
Takes a swing but she can't hit
She don't mean no harm
She just don't know...
What else to do about it
Jane goes
To the store at eight
She walks up on St. Andrews
She waits
And gets her dinner there
She pulls her dinner
From her pocket
Jane says
"I've never been in love - no"
She don't know what it is
She only knows if someone wants her
"I only want 'em if they want me,..."
"I only know they want me..."
Jane says
Jane says...
Jane Says ~ Jane's Addiction
next word: wig
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Post by lolapunk on Sept 3, 2006 2:32:16 GMT -6
Wig in a Box - from Hedwig and the Angry Inch soundtrack
On nights like this
When the world's a bit amiss
And the lights go down
Across the trailer park
I get down, I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
And then it's time to punch the clock
I put on some make-up
And turn on the tape deck
And pull the wig back on my head
Suddenly I'm Miss Midwest Midnight Checkout Queen
Until I head home
And I put myself to bed
I look back on where I'm from
Look at the woman I've become
And the strangest things seem suddenly routine
I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks
The gift wrapped wig still in the box
Of towering velveteen
I put on some make-up
Some LaVern Baker
I'm pulling the WIG down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss BEEHIVE 1963
Until I wake up
And I turn back to myself
Some girls they have natural ease
They wear it any way they please
With their French flip curls
And perfumed magazines
Wear it up, let it down
This is the best way that I've found
To be the best you've ever seen
I put on some make-up
Turn on the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett
From TV
Until I wake up
And I turn back to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hamill do,
Sausage curl, chicken wings
It's all because of you
With your blow dried, feather backed
Toni home wave, too
Flip, for, frizz, flop
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
(okay...everybody...)
I put on some make-up
Turn up the eight track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
Of stage and screen
And I ain't never
I'm never turning back
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Doc LL Punkandchell, thanks for a new song!