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She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You think you lost your love,
When I saw her yesterday.
It's you she's thinking of
And she told me what to say.
She says she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!

She said you hurt her so
She almost lost her mind.
She said to let you know
You're not the hurting kind.
She says she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!

She loves you, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
And with a love like that
You know you should be glad.

And now it's up to you,
I think it's only fair,
Pride can hurt you, too,
Apologize to her
Because she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
And with a love like that
You know you should be glad.
With a love like that
You know you should be glad.
With a love like that,
You know you sho-o-ould
Be Glad!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah Ye-ah.

who knows how long i've loved you
you know i love you still
will i wait a lonely lifetime
if you want me to i will

for if i ever saw you
i didn't catch your name
but it never really mattered
i will always feel the same

love you forever and forever
love you with all my heart
love you whenever we're together
love you when we're apart

and when at last i find you
this song will fill the air
sing it loud so i can hear you
make it easy to be near you
for the things you do endear you to me
oh you know i will

I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-***
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait

cher was a waitress at the only joint in town
she had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
down main street after midnight brand new pack of cigs
a fresh one hangin from her lips a beer between her legs
she rides down to the river to meet with all her friends
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

sonny was a loner older than the rest
he was goin in the navy but couldn't pass the test
so he hung around town and sold a little pot
the law caught wind of sonny and one day he was caught
but he was back in business when they set him free again
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

sonny's playin eight ball at the joint where cher works
when some drunken out of towner put his hand up cher's skirt
sonny took his pool cue laid the drunk out on the floor
put a dollar in her tip jar and walked on out the door
she's running right behind him, reachin for his hand
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

they jumped into his pickup sonny jammed it down a gear
sonny looked at cher said let's get on outta here
the stars were high above em the moon was in the east
the sun was settin on em when they reached miami beach
they got a hotel by the water and a quart of bombay gin
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

they soon ran out of money, but sonny knew a man
who knew some cuban refugees who dealt in contraband
sonny met the cubans in a house just off the route
with a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot
the cards were on the table when the law came busting in
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

the cubans grabbed the goodies, sonny grabbed the jack
broke the bathroom window and climbed on out the back
cher drove the pickup through the alley on the side
where a lawman tackled sonny and was reading him his rights
she stepped out in the alley with a single shot 410
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

they left the lawman lying, they made their getaway
got back to the motel just before the break of day
sonny gave her all the money and blew her a little kiss
if they asked you how this happened say i forced you into this
she watched him as his taillights disappeared around the bend
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

it's main street after midnight just like it was before
21 months later at the local grocery store
cher buys a paper and a cold six pack of beer
the headlines read that sonny is going to the chair
she pulls back on main street in her new mercedes benz
the road goes on forever and the party never ends

You wake up late for school - man you don't wanna go
You ask you mom, "Please?" - but she still says, "No!"
You missed two classes - and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

You gotta fight for your right to party!

You pop caught you smoking - and he said, "No way!"
That hypocrite - smokes two packs a day
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best ***** mag (Bust it!)

You gotta fight for your right to party!

Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
I'll kick you out of my home is you don't cut that hair
Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
Aw, mom you're just jealous - it's the Beastie Boys!

You gotta fight for your right to party!

You gotta fight for your right to party!

hey man, whattya think the teacher's gonna look like this year?
WHOA!!!

t-t-teacher stop that screaming
teacher don't you see
don't wanna be no uptown fool
maybe i should go to hell
but i must be doing well
teacher needs to see me after school

i think of all the education that i missed
but then my homework was never quite like this
got it bad
got it bad
got it bad
i'm hot for teacher
i got it bad so bad
i'm hot for teacher

hey, i heard you missed us we're back!
i brought my pencil
gimme something to write on man!

i heard about your lessons
but lessons are so cold
i've heard about this school
little girl from cherry lane
how could you be so bold
how did you know that golden rule?

i think of all the education that i missed
but then my homework was never quite like this
i got it bad
got it bad
got it bad
i'm hot for teacher
got it bad so bad
i'm hot for teacher

oh man, i think the clock is slow
i don't feel tardy
CLASS DISMISSED

I get up, and nothing gets me down.
You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around.
And I know, baby, just how you feel.
You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real
Oh can't you see me standing here,
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen.
Oh can't you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Might as well jump.
Go ahead, jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Aaa-ohh Hey you ! How said that ?
Baby how you been ?
You say you don't know, you won't know
until we begin.
Well can't you see me standing here,
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen.
Oh can't you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
(guitar solo)
(keyboard solo)
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Get it and jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump

i live my life like there's no tomorrow
all i got i had to steal
least i don't need to beg or borrow
yes i'm living at a pace that kills

running with the devil
running with the devil

i found the simple life ain't so simple
when i jumped out on that road
i got no love, no love you'd call real
got nobody waiting at home

running with the devil
running with the devil

Just a gigolo
everywhere I go
people know the part
I'm playing

Paid for every dance
selling each romance
every night some heart
betraying

There will come a day
youth will pass away
then what will they say
about me

When the end comes I know
they'll say just a gigolo
as life goes on
without me

'Cause I aint got nobody
nobody nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely
sad and lonely sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama
come and take a chance with me
cause I aint so bad

Get along with me babe,
been singin love songs
All of the time
Even only be, honey only, only be
Bop bozadee bozadee bop zitty bop

I ain't got nobody 'cept love songs in love
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla bop

I ain't got nobody, nobody,
nobody cares for me
Nobody , nobody
I'm so sad and lonely,
sad and lonely,
sad and lonely,
Won't some sweet mama come
and take a chance with me
cause I aint so bad

Get along with me babe,
been singin love songs
All of the time
Even only be, honey only, only be

One more time
One more time

One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate, oh yeah
One more time

One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, don’t stop dancing
One more time

Mmm, you know I'm just feeling
Celebration tonight
Celebrate, don't wait too late
Mmm, you know, know
We don't stop
You can stop
We gonna celebrate
One more time
One more time
One more time
Music's got me feeling a need
Need, yeah
Come on, alright, we gonna celebrate
One more time

Celebrate and dance so free

Music's got me feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance so free

Need, yeah yeah
C’mon, alright
We’re gonna celebrate
One more time
Celebrate and dance for free
Music’s got a feeling so free
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free

Yahoo! This is your celebration
Yahoo! This is your celebration

Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)

There's a party goin' on right here
A celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you

Come on now

Celebration
Let's all celebrate and have a good time
Celebration
We gonna celebrate and have a good time

It's time to come together
It's up to you, what's your pleasure

Everyone around the world
Come on!

Yahoo! It's a celebration
Yahoo!

Celebrate good times, come on!
It's a celebration
Celebrate good times, come on!
Let's celebrate

We're gonna have a good time tonight
Let's celebrate, it's all right
We're gonna have a good time tonight
Let's celebrate, it's all right

Baby...

We're gonna have a good time tonight (Ce-le-bra-tion)
Let's celebrate, it's all right
We're gonna have a good time tonight (Ce-le-bra-tion)
Let's celebrate, it's all right

Yahoo!
Yahoo!

Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come on!
It's a celebration!
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)

Come on and celebrate, good times, tonight (Celebrate good times, come on!)
'Cause everything's gonna be all right
Let's celebrate (Celebrate good times, come on)
(Let's celebrate)

i was dreaming when i wrote this forgive me if it goes astray
but when i woke up this morning coulda sworn it was judgement day
the sky was all purple there were people running everywhere
tryin to run from the destruction you know i didn't even care

they say 2000 zero zero
party's over
oops outta time
yeah so tonight i'm gonna party like it's 1999

i was dreaming when i wrote this so sue me if i go too fast
but life is just a party and parties were meant to last
war is all around us, my body says prepare to fight
so if i'm gonna die i'm gonna listen to my body tonight

they say 2000 zero zero
party's over
oops outta time
so tonight i'm gonna party like it's 1999

My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm in the face of your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when we're really gonna need'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?

She's the one for me
She's all I really need
Cause she's the one for me
Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me
Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Bull  fakers, enchanted kingdoms
The fasion victims chew their charcoal teeth
I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down
You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
You blame yourself for wanting more
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
She's the one for me
She's my one and only

ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he detested. "there is no rope" he would scream at the laughing walls "there is only the end. no hope, no rope. doors of perception, windows of opportunity -- these are illusions like the killing floor"

ed spoke in a squeaky whiny voice with perhaps a slight tinge of glee, but this was only because he couldn't be bothered to come up with a manner of speaking that truly reflected his mood. there is no air in this room, despair is no fun anymore. nihilism knocked three times on the ceiling, but the rosy fingers of dawn inserted themselves in the noses of unfulfilled promises. angels sang heysanna hosanna, paralyzed prima donnas danced in the streets all day, but when darkness came everybody went home. i was ready, everyone else was asleep. and while it may have been a relief to see that i was right all along, here i am still -- alone, entrapped, awaiting the endless end

and i can turn it all around and laugh at it. i can laugh louder than the walls, the halls, the waterfalls, louder than charles de gaulle or fulton mall, but i don't know what i'm laughing at. i don't know just what i think is so goddam funny. i don't know why i don't just shut up and give up and lay down and die. what do i have to complain about anyway? ed asked his picasso. i'm a millionaire!

this wasn't exactly true. ed's picasso was an obvious forgery -- his three rothko's had just been singled out in an article in Art Forum magazine as "The Three Most Insignificant Paintings by Mark Rothko" and his barbara krueger's had been irreperably damaged by rein sanction and a few other bands from gainesville who refused to acknowledge the value of art.

come to think of it, ed mused to the laminated roadkill coffee table that he had purchased when times had seemed slightly less bleak. come to think of it, not only does art have no *intrinsic* value, but my collection has no *extrinsic* value either. i know i'm not a millionaire, but that's no reason to complain. there is no reason to complain. there is no reason to do anything. i don't believe in reason, objective reality or collective farming. i don't believe in public speaking, which is another reason why i'm here, alone. i don't believe in life, or death. i would kill myself, but i don't believe in suicide. ed put on a red shirt and took a quick walk around the block. whistling softly to himself, he re-entered his apartment screaming:

"THERE IS NO LIFE ON THIS PLANET!! JEHOVA-ONE REPLACED ALL LIFE WITH MACHINERY FIVE CENTURIES AGO!! THE SO-CALLED INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION WAS JUST ANOTHER HOAX AND WE ALL FELL FOR IT!! EVEN I FELL FOR IT!! I BELIEVE IN THE STEAM ENGINE EVEN THOUGH I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING!! logical inconsistency is the mr. bubble i bathe in each and every evening, except for yesterday evening when i rode a greyhound over to the masonic temple to play pinochle with pope john paul the first, i really had no choice in the matter"

ed certainly could go on and on, and he did and he would and he could until you or i or somebody does something about it, senator sterno of louisiana ounced over closed circuit television. and as long as he continues to pontificate pointelessly, i will do nothing

ed walked away from the program feeling fortified and stable. his brain was buzzing the way it always did just after jeopardy. he loaded up the microbus with atlases and poseidons and headed for fulton county. i've had it, he sang. i've had it with puns, alliteration, russian literature, italian neo-realism, meaningless cross-references and laundry lists of nonsense. i shall drive without clothing, without a license and if i make it to arkansas, fine, if i'm running late, if i'm running a numbers game it doesn't matter i shall keep on running. yes this is the answer, this is the ending, i shall keep on running, because it's better to feel. pain is better than emptiness, emptiness is better than nothing, and nothing is better than this.

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

[Chorus
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

[Chorus]

Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

[Chorus]

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

when my fist clenches crack it open
before i use it and lose my cool
and if i smile give me some bad news
before i laugh and act like a fool

and if i swallow anything evil
put your finger down my throat
and if i shiver please give me a blanket
keep me warm let me wear your coat

Love sees love’s happiness
But happiness can’t see that love is sad
That love is sad
Sadness is hanging there
To show love somewhere something needs a change
They need a change

They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

Lad’s gal is all he has
Gal’s gladness hangs upon the love of lad
The love of lad
Some things gal says to lad aren’t meant as bad
But cause a little pain
They cause him pain

They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

Don’t call me at work again no no the boss still hates me
I’m just tired and I don’t love you anymore
And there’s a restaurant we should check out where
The other nightmare people like to go
I mean nice people, baby wait,
I didn’t mean to say nightmare

Lad looks at other gals
Gal thinks jim beam is handsomer than lad
He isn’t bad
Call off the wedding band
Nobody wants to hear that one again
Play that again

They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane

Cast the pearls aside, of a simple life of need
Come into my life forever
The crumbled cities stand as known
Of the sights you have been shown
Of the hurt you call your own
Love is suicide

The empty bodies stand at rest
Casualties of their own flesh
Afflicted by their dispossession
But no bodies ever knew
Nobodys
No bodies felt like you
Nobodys
Love is suicide

Now we drive the night, to the ironies of peace
You can't help deny forever
The tragedies reside in you
The secret sights hide in you
The lonely nights divide you in two
All my blisters now revealed
In the darkness of my dreams
In the spaces in between us
But no bodies ever knew
Nobodys
No bodies felt like you
Nobodys
Love is suicide

When I wake up yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you

If I get drunk yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm working yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I'll do
I'll pass almost every penny on to you

When I come home yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm lonely yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man whose lonely without you
When I'm dreaming yes I know I'm gonna dream
Dream about the time when I'm with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

oh the ancient egyptians and the other africans
the mayans and incans and all the polynesians
well all around the world a long long time ago
people would walk where ever they had to go

they didn't have no car keys, they didn't have no roads
they didn't have those other convenience stores or texaco's
well all around the world a long long time ago
people would walk where ever they had to go

now it's the 1990's and the gasoline does flow
but i still try and walk most of the places i have to go
but sometimes my friends they say
"hey frank, there's a bus or a cab over there
why don't we go ahead and get in it?"
but i say no no no and wouldn't you know
you get to know things better when they go by slow

All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian

Blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They've got the moves (oh whey oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more

All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)
They're walking like an Egyptian

All the kids in the marketplace say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian

Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life is hard you know (oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a Cadillac

If you want to find all the cops
They're hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance (oh whey oh)
Spin the clubs cruise down the block

All the Japanese with their yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know (oh whey oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian

All the cops in the donut shop say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian

talking to myself and feeling old
sometimes i'd like to quit
nothing ever seems to fit
hanging around nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down

what i've got they used to call the blues
nothing is really wrong
feeling like i don't belong
walking around some kind of lonely clown
rainy days and mondays always get me down

funny but it seems i always wind up here with you
it's nice to know somebody loves me
funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
to run and find the one who loves me

what i feel has come and gone before
no need to talk it out
we know what it's all about
hanging around nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down

I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday i don't care about you
It's friday i'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday i'm in love

Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...

I don't care if monday's black
Tuesday wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's friday i'm in love

Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday wednesday stay in bed
Or thursday watch the walls instead
It's friday i'm in love

Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love

It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair

Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright

Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"

A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass

when i first jumped off i had a bucket full of thoughts
when i jumped off i had that bucket in my hand
ideas have taken me all around the world
i stood and watched the smoke around the mountain curl
it took me a long time to get back on the train

now i'm gone and i've never looked back again
i'm gone and i'll never look back at all
you know i'll never look back again
i turned my face into the howling wind
it took me a long time to get back on the train

we sell crack to our own out the back of our homes
we smell the musk and the dusk and the crack of the dawn
we go through episodes too like attack of the clones
work till we break our backs and you hear the crack of the bone

to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by

we commute to computers our spirits stay mute
while your eagles spread rumors
we survivalists turned to consumers

just to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by

ask him why some people gotta live in a trailer
cuss like a sailor
i paint a picture with the pen like norman mailer
me and willa raised three daughters all by herself
i think about her struggle and i find the strength in myself

to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by

they disembarked in 45
and no one spoke and no one smiled
there were too many spaces in the line

and gathered at the cenotaph
all agreed with hand on heart
to sheathe the sacrificial knives
but now
she stands upon southampton dock
with her handkerchief and her summer frock
clings to her wet body in the rain

in quiet desperation
knuckles white upon the slippery rein
she bravely waves the boys goodbye again

and still the dark stain spreads between their shoulder blades
a mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
when the fight was over
we spent what they had made but
in the bottom of our hearts we felt the final cut

I had this dream where I relished
The fray and the screaming that filled my head all day
It was as though I'd been spit there, settled in , into a pocket
Of a lighthouse off some rocky socket,
Off the coast of France, Dear

One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here
Five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might in your blood
Now I was in lifeboat designed for ten and ten and only,
Anything that systematic would get you hated.
It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated.
The selection was quick, the crew was picked and
those left in the water got kicked off our pant leg and we headed for home.

Then the dream ends when the phone rings
You doing alright he said it's out there, most days and nights
But only a fool would complain
Anyway Susan if you like our conversation is as faint as the sound in my memory
As those fingernails scratching on the hull

floating down through the clouds
memories come rushing up to meet me now
but in the space between the heavens
and the corner of some foreign field
i had a dream
i had a dream
goodbye max goodbye ma
after the service when you're walking slowly to the car
and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air
you'll hear the tolling bell
and touch the silk in your lapel
and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
you take her frail hand
and hold on to the dream

a place to stay enough to eat
somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
and what's more
no one ever disappears
you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
you can relax on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs
don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no one kills the children anymore
no one kills the children anymore
night after night going round and round my brain
this dream is driving me insane
in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight
what's done is done
we cannot just right off this final scene
take heed of the dream
take heed of the dream

Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Doomed
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow
June

We’ll try and ease the pain
But somehow we’ll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go

I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary
Dream
I’m rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils
Scream

And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will

Mother weep the years I’m missing
All our time can’t be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
That cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad

When I can, I will
Words defy the plan
When I can, I will

Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I’ll always feel this

No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will

hey old man in woman's shoes
i wonder if he knows i think he's crazy
when he was young did he have dreams of
wearing women's shoes and being lazy

it makes me wonder when i grow to be that age
will i be walking down the streets begging for your spare change
or will i grow that old?
will i still be around?
the way i carry on i'll end up six feet underground
and waste away

when the old man was in school
did the golden rules make him go crazy
or did he hide away from hopes
behind a smile and smoking dope it's crazy

it makes me wonder when i grow to be that age
will i be walking down the streets begging for your spare change
or will i grow that old?
will i still be around?
the way i carry on i'll end up six feet underground
and waste away

it seems so frightening
time passes by like lightning
before you know it you're struck down
i always waste my time on
my chemical emotions
it keeps my head spinning around
and waste away

Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.

Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.

Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.

I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.

Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.

i caught you knocking at my cellar door
i love you baby can i have some more
gone gone the damage done

i hit the city and i lost my band
i seen the needle take another man
gone gone the damage done

i sing the song because i love the man
i know that some of you don't understand
milk blood to keep from running out

i seen the needle and the damage done
a little part of it in everyone
but every junkie's like the setting sun

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

End of passion play, crumbling away
I’m your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master, where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master, you promised only lies
Laughter, laughter, all I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior
is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
when everywhere is war
war
me say war

and until there's no longer first class or second class citizens of any nation
until the color of a man's skin is of no more significance than the color of the sky
me say war

and until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race
this is war

and until that day
the dream of lasting peace
world citizenship
and the rule of international morality
will remain but a fleeting illusion
to be pursued but never attained
now everywhere is war

in the howling winds comes a stinging rain
see them driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain
from the fireflies a red orange glow
see the face of fear running scared in the valley below

bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue
bullet the blue

in the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
you plant a demon seed
you raise a flower of fire
see them burning crosses
see the flames get higher and higher

bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue
bullet the blue

this guy comes up to me his face red like the rose of a thornbush
like all the colors of a royal flush
and he's peeling off those dollar bills
slapping em down
100
200

and i can see those fighter planes
and i can see those fighter planes
across the mud huts where the children sleep
through the alleys of a quiet city street
you take a staircase to the first floor
turn the key and slowly unlock the door
as a man breathes into a saxophone
through the walls you hear the city groan
outside it's america
outside it's america
across the field you see the sky ripped open
see the rain coming through the gaping wound
pounding on the women and children who run
into the arms
of america

...Come down and waste away with me, down with me
Slow how, you wanted it to be, I'm over my head, out of her head she sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again

The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when she sang...

...Call me blind but I didn't see it comin and
everybody was runnin but I couldn't
hear nothin, except gun blast, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid though I sat by him in class.
Maybe this kid was reachin out for love or
maybe for a moment he forgot who he was or
maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged,
whatever it was I know its because

We are We are the youth of the nation...

they put kids in jail for a life they ain't even get to start
that's murder too and it's breakin my heart
it's breakin this nation apart
we gave the youth all the anger it's just we ain't taught them how to express it and so it's dangerous
you can't talk to them unless your language is relating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them you can't see what they showing you
and you wonder why we called baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up we can learn to be adult mothers and fathers
yo, i'm so blessed to have a boy and a girl
every day they bring joy to my world

and i tried to make this place my place
i ask for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
but i tell you

my place is of the sun and
this place is of the dark and i
i do not feel the romance
i do not catch the spark

my place is of the sun and
this place is of the dark and i
i do not feel the romance
i do not catch the spark

well i asked my friend 'where is that black smoke coming from?'
he just coughed and changed the subject said 'um i think it might snow some'
so i left him sippin his tea
and i jumped in my chariot to run off and see
just why and who could it be this time

sisters and brothers daddies mothers aunt and uncline
when i reached the scene the flames were making a ghostly whine
so i stood on a horse's back
and i screamed without a whack
i said oh baby why'd you burn your brother's house down?

hey
look at the sky turn a hell fire red lord
somebody's house is burning down down down down
look at the sky turn a hell fire red lord
somebody's house is burning down down
down down down

i don't like whips
i don't like chains
i don't go chopping up
my neighbor's brains
don't really even like shopping
cept at the flea mart and
i hate wal-mart

now you may wonder
what's all this fuss?
if you don't like the train
take the bus
i've found religion
and just between us
i hate wal-mart

if you didn't hear the story
well here's how it is
big company sell below cost
drive mom and pop out of biz
pretty soon all over this land
one big square store identical brand
and that's why i hate wal-mart

used to be you could drive around
and stop in at three or four towns
encounter different sights and sounds
different if not unique
different accents different smells
different things to buy and sell
now it's all taco bell
i hate wal-mart

roads used to dip and wind
you drive slow relax your mind
never knew what you'd find
around the next bend
but now the freeway goes so straight
it'd go right past the pearly gates
i don't feel human i feel like freight
i hate wal-mart

i like to roam
i like to meet
individuals on the street
you always know the one you meet
is one of a kind
but more and more it seems to me
reflections of something on tv
when we're all alike nobody's free
i hate wal-mart

i boycott burger king
i boycott newt gingrich
i boycott everything which i've seen advertised
i used to go out to dinner in a diner
now they say fast food is finer
but it tastes like it fell out of an airliner
it's enough to make you weep

i don't like board games
i don't like brand names
they make inflated claims
they're full of bleep
everyone i know is a high tech dealer
want to sell me a digital potato peeler
and i don't like garrison keeler cause
he's so white

turn on my radio dial
like to hear something new once in awhile
but it's the same old crap in a brand new style
it's audio rape
but still i try to pick and choose
i turn the dial but i always lose
they only play the worst rock and roll
and once in awhile if you're lucky maybe one little rhythm and blues
and that's why
god made tapes

used to be we wore beads and bells
made our own clothes in our own way
now we all wear uniforms that say
hard rock cafe
we're in a state of sartorial decay
and that's why i hate wal-mart

if there's a pretty spot they'll pave it over
put a cloverleaf over a four leaf clover
black paint on the white cliffs of dover
it never fails

hope you like this song
thanks a bunch
could go on but i gotta go eat lunch
if you didn't like it i've got a hunch
you work in sales

so grow your own
make your own
be careful what you own
develop non-shopping to an art
and whatever you do
don't shop at wal-mart

emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
none but ourselves can free our minds
have no fear for atomic energy
cause none of them can stop the time

how long shall they kill our prophets
while we stand aside and look?
they say it's just a part of it
we've got to fulfill the book

won't you help to sing
these songs of freedom
cause all i ever had
redemption song
redemption song
redemption songs

i'll sink manhattan
right under the sea
i'll find the sweetest spot to watch as it goes away

you were so happy
with the things that you said
like he's my lower half
you laughed
but you're gonna cry

a river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes
too late to apologize i say as flood waters rise

i'll sink manhattan
i'll sacrifice friends
i think they'd understand my plans
i'll never be sure

i've got a message
so before i get through
i'll find your answering machine and i'll sink it first

burn your forget me nots
admit that true love can die
no i won't apologize my love
just kiss me goodbye

stepping out to angelucci's for my coffee beans
checking out the movies and the magazines
the waitress she watches me crossing from the barroca bar
i get a pickup for my steel guitar
i saw ya walking out shaftsbury avenue
scuse me talking i wanna marry you
this is seventh heaven street to me don't seem so proud
you're just another angel in the crowd
and i'm walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend

now the conductress on the number 19 she was a honey
pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money
greasy greasy greasy hair easy smile
she made me feel 19 for awhile
i went down to chinatown
in the backrooms its a man's world
all the money that goes down
duck inside the doorway duck to eat
just ain't no way you and me we can't beat
walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend

now a gogo dancing girl yes i saw her
the dj he says here's mandy for ya
i feel alright seeing her do her stuff
she's dancing high i move on by
closeups can get rough
when you're walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend.

well all the late night bargains have been struck
between the satin beaus and their belles
prehistoric garbage trucks have the city to themselves
echos roars dinosaurs
they're all doing the monster mash
most of the taxis and most of the whores are only taking calls for cash

i don't know how it happened
it all took place so quick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick

my door was standing open
security was laid back and lax
but it was only my heart that got broken
you musta had a pass key made out of wax
you play robbery with insolence
and i play the blues in 12 bars down on lovers lane
and you never did have the intelligence to use
the twelve keys hanging off of my chain

i don't know how it happened
it all took place so quick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick

well now it's past last call for alcohol
past recall's been here and gone
the landlord he finally paid us off
the satin jazzmen have put away their horns
and we're standing in sight of this wonderland
looking so bereaved and so bereft
like a bowery bum when he finally understands
the bottle's empty and there's nothing left

i don't know how it happened
it was faster than the eye could flick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick

livin easy livin free
season ticket on a one way ride
askin nothing leave me be
taking everything in my stride
don't need reason don't need rhyme
there ain't nothin that i'd rather do
goin down party time
my friends are gonna be there too

i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell

no stop signs or speed limit
nobody gonna slow me down
like a wheel gonna spin it
nobody gonna mess me around
hey satan pay my dues
playin in a rock and roll band
hey mama look at me
on my way to the promised land

i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell

don't stop me

i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
and i'm goin down
all the way
i'm on the highway to hell

how many roads must a man walk down 42!
before you call him a man?
how many seas must the wild duck sail
before she sleeps in the sand?
how many times can the cannonballs fly
before they are forever banned?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind

well in 1814 we took a little trip
along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip
we took a little bacon and we took a little beans
and we met the bloody british in the town of new orleans

we fired our guns and the british kept a comin
there wasn't quite as many as there was awhile ago
we fired once more and they began to runnin
down the mississippi to the gulf of mexico

oh i'm going down to mississippi
yes i'm going down a southern road
and if you never see me again
remember that i had to go
remember that i had to go

it's a long road down to mississippi
it's a short road back the other way
if the cops pull you over to the side of the road
well you won't have nothing to say
no you won't have nothing to say

there's a man waiting down in mississippi
and he's waiting with a rifle in his hand
and he's looking down the road for an out of state car
and he thinks that he's fighting for his land
yes he thinks that he's fighting for his land

and he won't know the clothes that i'm wearing
and he doesn't know the name that i own
but his god is large and his hate is hard
and he knows i'm coming down the road
yes he knows i'm coming down the road

oh it's not for the glory that i'm leaving
it's not trouble that i'm looking for
but there's lots of good work that's calling me down
and the waiting won't do no more
no the waiting won't do no more

don't call me the brave one for going
no don't pin a medal to my name
for even if there was any choice to make
i'd be going down just the same
i'd be going down just the same

for someone's gotta go to mississippi
just as sure as there's a right and a wrong
and even though you say that the time will change
that time is just too long
that time is just too long

so i'm going down to mississippi
oh i'm going down a southern raod
and if you never see me again
remember that i had to go
remember that i had to go

the wheel is turning and you can't slow down
can't let go and you can't hold on
can't go back and you can't stand still
if the thunder don't get you then the lightning will

won't you try just a little bit harder
couldn't we try just a little bit more
won't you try just a little bit harder
couldn't we try just a little bit more

round round robin run round
gotta get back where you belong
little bit harder, a little bit more
a little bit harder than you gone before

the wheel is turning and you can't slow down
you can't let go and you can't hold on
can't go back and you can't stand still
if the thunder don't get you then the lightning will

small wheel turning by the power in the rod
big wheel turn by the grace of god
every time that wheel turns round
bound to cover just a little more ground

wish i was back on old rocky top
down in the tennessee hills
ain't no smoggy smoke on rocky top
ain't no telephone bills
once i had a girl on rocky top
half bear, other half cat
wild as a mink but sweet as soda pop
i still dream about that

rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee

once two strangers climbed old rocky top
lookin for a moonshine still
strangers don't come down from rocky top
reckon they never will
corn won't grow at all on rocky top
soil's too rocky by far
that's why the folks on rocky top
get their corn from a jar

rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee

i've had years of cramped up city life
trapped like a duck in a pen
all i know is it's a pity life
can't be simple again

rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee

well beat the drum and hold the phone
the sun came out today
we're born again there's new grass on the field
rounding third and headed for home
it's a brown eyed handsome man
anyone can understand the way i feel

oh put me in coach
i'm ready to play today
put me in coach
i'm ready to play today
look at me
i can be
centerfield

for america i went to vietnam
agent orange has a hold on me still
the freedom movement made me an organizer
while i was studying on the GI bill
luck of the leader is to be locked up
25 years counting 8 in the hole
i am not famous
i'm not mandela
but i am imprisoned in a jail
my name is geronimo ji jaga
and my soul is not for sale

computer programmer was my occupation
i heard about civil rights down in the south
i could not keep my mind on my programs
i had to use my heart and my mouth
i lived in harlem i was a black panther
i looked for answers for my people
i am not famous
i'm not mandela
but i am imprisoned in this jail
my name is sundiata acoli
and my soul is not for sale

down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil

they call me terrorist for conspiring
against the government and companies
who strip mine, pollute and destroy
in puerto rico they do as they please
they like to talk about freedom fighters
but not in their own back yards
they took my sister and me
we're doing 83
and there will be no bail
my name is ida luz rodriguez
and my country's not for sale

driving cab is a good way to pay the rent
for a journalist who tells the truth
they been after me since i been after them
no i did not waste my youth
in philadelphia police won't help ya
except to beat you to the punch
they beat my brother
there was another
shot the policeman
but i'm doing the time
my name is mumia abu jamal
and the system is the crime

down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil

once proud nations reduced to reservations
government goons come to terrorize
we had a duty to defend our families
from corruption, guns and lies
the FBI came they played that old game
divide and conquer to maintain their power
i am not famous
i am not mandela
but i am imprisoned in a jail
my name is leonard, leonard peltier
and this land is not for sale

down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil

if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil