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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/19/2005 9:16:56 PM | Hello, my love
I heard a kiss from you
Red magic satin playing near, too
All through the morning rain
I gaze - the sun doesn't shine -
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind
In the garden - I see west
Purple shower, bells and tea
Orange birds and river cousins dressed in green
Pretty music I hear - so happy
And loud - blue flower echo
From a cherry cloud
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Playgrounds will laugh
if you try to ask
Is it cool?, is it cool?
If you arrive and don't see me
I'm going to be with my baby
I am free - flying in her arms, over the sea
Stained window, yellow candy screen
See speakers of kite - with velvet roses diggin' freedom flight
A present from you - Strawberry letter 22
The music plays, I sit in for a few
Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...
A present from you - Strawberry letter 22
The music plays, I sit in for a few
Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...
by Brothers Johnson
Strawberry Letter 23
originally written by Shuggie Otis
[Album: Jackie Brown Soundtrack / Warner Brothers 1997]
**It's so hard to nail down when some old stuff really came out!! | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/20/2005 10:10:30 AM | Marijuanaville Lyrics- Tenacious D
" Rollin my home-grown, smokin a big bone,
look at the ganja covered in oil.......
Using my tweezers, got pot in the freezer,
just made a new pipe out of aluminum foil.....
Wastin away again in Marijaunaville,
searching for my roach-clip-on-a-rope....
Some people say there's a woman to blame,
but I know that it's all this damned dope....
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season,
maybe that Thai stick was just a little bit too strong....
But I got me a beauty, a Columbian doobie,
and soon I'll be high and on my way along.....
Wastin away again in Marijaunaville,
searching for my roach-clip-on-a-rope....
Some people say there's a woman to blame,
but I know that it's all this damned dope....
I blew out my bong pipe, ran out of Bud Light,
but I found some stash I had hidden at home.....
Put it into a blender, and soon it will render
these little fudge brownies that help me get stoned....
Wastin away again in Marijaunaville,
searching for my roach-clip-on-a-rope....
Some people say there's a woman to blame,
but I know that it's all this damned dope...."
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/20/2005 10:11:49 AM | The Times They Arr A Changin' - Bob Dylan
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/20/2005 1:42:33 PM | There are so many to choose from UGH! Well here is one of my many favorites:
The Promise (Tracy Chapman)
If you wait for me
Then I'll come for you
Although I've traveled far
I always hold a place for you
In my heart
If you think of me
If you miss me once in a while
Then I'll return to you
I'll return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way
Back to you
If you'll be waiting
If you dream of me
Like I dream of you
In a place that's warm and dark
In a place where I can feel
The beating of your heart
Remembering your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way
Back to you
If you'll be waiting
I've longed for you
And I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way
Back to you
Please say you'll be waiting
Together again
It would feel so good to be in your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you make a promise
If it's one that you can keep
I vow to come for you
If you wait for me
And say you'll hold
A place for me
In your heart | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/20/2005 6:46:59 PM | Artist: Chris Ledoux
Album: Unknown
Title: Riding For A Fall
Last night you told her, you could never hold her.
'cause a cowboy's just gotta be free.
Her heart was breakin', yours was achin',
But you saddled up to follow your dreams.
Coffee on your campfire, wind through the barbed wire,
You huddle close to the flames.
Though she's far behind you, the night wind reminds you.
It just keeps on whisperin' her name.
You can make a run for the border,
Try to hide up the hole in the wall.
But don't you know your arms are achin' to hold her.
And cowboy even though you're ridin' tall...
Cowboy you're riding for a fall..
Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup.
The frost settles in on the sage.
The nights gettin' colder, well, man you're gettin' older.
T'night you're feelin' you're age.
Well, why don't you turn back, just saddle up and backtrack.
You know you'll never find a love quite like hers.
And tell me, on a cold lonesome evenin', what the hell goods your
Freedom?
Don't you think it's time you hung up your spurs?
You can make a run for the border, try to hide up the hole in the wall.
But don't you know your arms are achin' to hold her.
And cowboy even though you're ridin' tall...you're ridin' for a fall.
Cowboy, you're riding for a fall... | |
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| Dr. Stompin Tom Connors
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:35:21 AM | She's on a bar hoppin spree back in Sault Ste. Marie,
Because of me she's now fallen star.
She could have been true, but I left her in the Soo,
& I travelled north upon the ACR
Chorus:
But if it's go home or be a roamer I've made up my mind
So take me home tonight Algoma Central 69
I was workin one day when I heard this fella say
he met my girl while drinkin at the bar
Though we fought between us two, still he swore that it was true-
Now I curse that day I rode the ACR
Chorus: But if it's go home or be a roamer, I've made up my mind..
Solo
Though it might be in vain, here I wait for the train,
I hope it's not too late to right the wrong
When she rolls around the bend, we'll be southbound again,
C'mon old ACR wheels move along.
First Verse:
She's on a bar hoppin spree, back in S. S. Marie,
Because of me she's now a fallen star
She could have been true, but I left her in the Soo,
& I travelled north upon the A.C.R.-
Chorus:
Repeat second line.
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| Beck
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:38:53 AM | Big pain burnin' now
Givin' me a cow
What you seem to be saying
Is you're patiently waiting
Like an ashtray for the butt
Well I'm puttin' it down
When you're not picking it up
When I'm puttin' it down
But you treat me like a clown
And I don't want to be funny
Fat chance glued to the wall
Like a centerfold
Of an old cannonball
Will you put me inside
Your tv tonight
Cos you're treatin' me like a rerun
Well I'm puttin' it down
But you're not pickin' it up
Well I'm puttin' it down
But you treat me like a clown
And I don't want to be funny
No no no no no
So what
I lost my job at the Hut
My ass got cut
But I'll be better at kissin'
When my teeth are all missin'
And the silverware's burnt
And I'm eatin' with my fingers
And I'm puttin' it down
And you're not pickin' it up
Well I'm puttin it down
But you treat me like a clown
And I don't want to be funny
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| Beck
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:39:59 AM | In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and a mouth to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with the loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno in the vitamin D,
Gotta couple of couches, sleep on the love seat
Someone came sayin' I'm a saint to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe,
They get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So you shave your face with some mace in the dark,
Savin' all your foodstamps and burnin' down the trailerpark
Yo cut it
Soy, un perdedor
I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me (Double-barrel buckshot)
Soy, un perdedor
I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me
The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Playin' all the music with a phony gas chamber '
Cause one's got a weasel and another's got a flag
One's on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the re-run shows and the cocaine nose jobs
The daytime crap of the folk singer's ****
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pidgeon wing
They can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the pee for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax,
Fallin' on a termite, who's chokin' on the splinters
I'm a driver, I'm a winner
Things are gonna change,
I can feel it
Soy, un perdedor I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me (I can't believe you)
Soy, un perdedor I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me
Soy, un perdedor I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me (Sprechen sie deutsche baby)
Soy, un perdedor I'm a loser baby,
So why don't you kill me (Ya know what I'm sayin') | |
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| Beck
Posted: 5/23/2005 5:58:04 PM | Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain,
through myself and back again.
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house,
takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shhh....I know it's only in my head."
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
says: "Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling."
Then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping.
She says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something.
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here I got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
Nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very late | |
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| Laurie Anderson
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:10:14 PM | Bright Red
************
Did she fall or was she pushed?
Your shirt on my chair
Your shirt on my chair
I'll be with you. I'll be there.
I'll never leave you.
Your shirt on my chair.
Come here little girl. Get into the car.
It's a brand new Cadillac. Bright red. Come here little girl.
Hey! Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
Your despair in my heart. Bright red.
Your words in my ears.
I'll be with you. I'll be there. I'll never leave you.
Wild beasts shall rest there
And owls shall answer one another there
And the hairy ones shall dance there
And sirens in the temples of pleasure.
Your shirt on my chair
I'll be with you. I'll be there. I'll never leave you.
Your shirt on my chair. | |
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| Laurie Anderson
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:43:11 PM | Friend Of The Devil - Grateful Dead
I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around.
Set out runnin' but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills
I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills.
Set out runnin' but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air.
Set out runnin' but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night,
The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight.
The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail,
And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail.
Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee
The first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me.
Set out runnin' but I take my time,
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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| Your Favirote Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/23/2005 7:58:14 PM | Subterranean HomeSick Blues - Bob Dylan
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles
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| Your Favirote Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/24/2005 7:46:18 PM | Linkin Park
Crawling
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing,
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending, controlling,
I can’t seem, to find myself again
My walls are closing in
[without a sense of confidence I’m convinced
There’s just too much pressure to take]
I’ve felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It’s haunting how I can’t seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[without a sense of confidence I’m convinced
That there’s just too much pressure to take]
I’ve felt this way before
So insecure...
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
(there’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming,) confusing what is real
(this lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling,) confusing what is real | |
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Joined: 3/12/2005
Msg: 314 | |
| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/24/2005 7:58:12 PM | I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind (everything is dust in the wind)
errrr!!!! D. as I'm listening to a Dust in the Wind rrmx....I run into your post... | |
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Msg: 315 | |
| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 5/24/2005 8:03:15 PM | Here's what I'm listening to now:
Look at us baby, up all night
Tearing our love apart
Aren't we the same two people who live
through years in the dark?
Ahh...
Every time I try to walk away
Something makes me turn around and stay
And I can't tell you why
When we get crazy,
it just ain't to right,
(try to keep you head, little girl)
Girl, I get lonely, too
You don't have to worry
Just hold on tight
(don't get caught in your little world)
'Cause I love you
Nothing's wrong as far as I can see
We make it harder than it has to be
and I can't tell you why
no, baby, I can't tell you why
I can't tell you why
No, no, baby, I can't tell you why
I can't tell you why
I can't tell you why
anyone care to guess the artist? | |
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Msg: 316 | |
| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 5/25/2005 5:25:43 AM | "Hallelujah"
Now 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 and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
The best versions of this song (IMHO) are
Rufus Wainwright - from the Shrek 2 soundtrack
k d lang - from the Songs Of The 49th Parallel CD
Jeff Buckley - from the Grace CD | |
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/2/2005 1:35:59 PM | Prison Sex-Tool
It took so long to remember just what happened.
I was so young and vestal then
you know it hurt me
but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
I've got my hands bound
my head down my eyes closed
and my throat wide open.
Do unto others what has been done to you
I'm treading water
I need to sleep a while.
My lamb and martyr you look so precious.
Won't you come a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this,
I can't stand to burn too long.
Released in this sodomy.
For one sweet moment I am whole.
Do unto you now what has been done to me.
You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
Won't you come just a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this.
I need this to make me whole.
There's release in this sodomy.
For I am your witness that
blood and flesh can be trusted.
And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.
Got your hands bound, your head down,
your eyes closed.
You look so precious now.
I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
shit blood and cum on my hands.
I've come round full circle.
My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon.
You look so precious. | |
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/5/2005 10:12:26 AM | "With Arms Wide Open"
Well I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down my face
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
I'll show you everything ...oh yeah
With arms wide open..wide open
[Guitar Break]
If I had just one wish
Only one demand
I hope he's not like me
I hope he understands
That he can take this life
And hold it by the hand
And he can greet the world
With arms wide open...
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
I'll show you everything..oh yeah
With arms wide open....wide open | |
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/6/2005 5:55:42 PM | 'Right Where It Belongs'
See the animal in it's cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afriad to see?
What if all the world's inside of your heart
Just creations of your own
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you really are alone
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the words
Are you hiding in the dreams?
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afriad to see? | |
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/7/2005 6:34:27 AM | I can see we’re thinkin’ bout the same things
And I can see your expression when the phone rings
We both know there’s something happening here
Well, there’s no sense in dancing round the subject
A wound gets worse when it’s treated with neglect
Don’t turn around there’s nothing here to fear
You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby
Dusty words lying under carpets
Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets
Locked inside hidden safe from view
Well, is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, I’ve shown you all my cards now isn’t that enough
You can hide your hurt
But, there’s something you can do
You can talk to me
Talk to me talk to me
I can set your secrets free, baby
La, la, la, la
Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek
Our voices stray from the common ground where they
Could meet
The walls run high, to veil a swelling tear
Oh, let the walls burn down, set your secrets free
You can break their bounds, cause you’re safe with me
You can lose your doubt, cause you’ll find no danger
Not here
You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby
Oh, I can see you running I can see you running
I can see you running all the way back home
I can see your expression when the phone rings
And I can see that you’re thinkin’ bout the same things
Is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, you’ve taken all there is now baby
Isn’t that enough
Well, I can see you runnin’ I can see you runnin’
All the way back
Talk To Me
... written by C. Sandford.
[Stevie Nicks - Rock a Little/Modern Records 1985]
Billboard Charts: Hit #12 in the U.S. in December, 1985
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/7/2005 6:36:07 AM | Como una promesa eres tú, eres tú,
como una mañana de verano,
como una sonrisa eres tú, eres tú,
así, así eres tú.
Toda mi esperanza eres tú, eres tú,
como lluvia fresca en mis manos,
como fuerte brisa eres tú, eres tú,
así , así eres tú.
Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar,
eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar.
Como un poema eres tú, eres tú,
como una guitarra en la noche,
como el horizonte eres tú, eres tú,
así, así eres tú.
Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar,
eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar.
Eres Tú
... written by Juan Carlos Calderón
[Mocedades - Eres Tú/Eurovision 1973]
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/7/2005 7:49:17 AM | Innerglow - Blue October
i'm like a storm cloud eager when you go out
calm again
i'll ask permission for the wrong to win
drop the bomb and get your story out and get it on
in a haze the beginning of your days
gonna fall down
got to get back up but at your own pace
got to fill your cup and find the way
out of your own maze
yeah boy what you said now
and hide the rule book throw it in the waste
look strong
like you belong cause you do belong
whether right or wrong you belong
i'm on your side if you fail atleat you tried
to keep your aching celebrating wonder making heart alive
yeah and pride don't keep it all inside
don't keep your aching celebrating wonder making heart alone
write you own song
whatever happened to our inner glow
whatever happened to the song the soul the me i used to know
whatever happened to my radio
whatever happened to my song
it is my song
so here's a preview shove it under old-new
or call it rock or pop or bach or ****
goddamn where did we go wrong
now there's a catergory for every song
yeah we only want to sing when we want to
yeah we only want a dream we can flaunt to
yeah we only want to fly by the side making love to the rhythm be a jeckyl and a hyde
yeah we only want a field we can run through
yeah we only want a beat we can drum to
yeah we only want to fly by the side making love to the rhythm be a jeckyl and a hyde
so stride if you fail atleast you tried
to keep your aching celebrating wonder making heart alive
and pride don't keep it all inside
don't keep your aching celebrating wonder making heart alone
write your own song
whatever happened to our inner glow
whatever happened to the song the soul the me i used to know
whatever happened to my radio
whatever happened to the song
gonna wake up strong ya we're all gonna wake up strong... | |
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/7/2005 5:11:47 PM | I remember when Mary Lou said
'You wanna walk me home from school'
And I said, 'Yes, I do'
She said, 'I don't have to go right home
And I'm the kind that likes to be alone
As long as you would'
I said, 'Me, too'
And so we took a stroll
Wound up down by the swimmin' hole
And she said, 'Do what you want to do'
I got silly and I found a frog
In the water by a hollow log
And I shook it at her
And I said 'This frog's for you'
She said...
'I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
You fool, you fool
I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
Like I want to be loved by you'
Well, I think of that girl from time to time
I call her up when I got a dime
I say, "Hello, baby'
She says, 'Ain't you cool'
I say, 'Do you remember when?
And would you like to get together again?'
She says, 'I'll see you after school'
I was shy and so for a while
Most of my love was touch and smile
Til she said, 'Come on over here'
I was nervous as you might guess
Still looking for somethin' to slip down her dress
And she said, 'Let's make it perfectly clear'
She said...
'I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
You fool, you fool
I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
Like I want to be loved by you'
Spiders and Snakes
... written by Jim Stafford
[Jim Stafford - Jim Stafford/MGM 1974]
Peaked at #3 - March 1974
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| Leonard Cohen
Posted: 6/7/2005 5:28:07 PM | my fav lyrics would have to be you from evenescents or the yellow rose from texas from wallon jennings and ummm i forgot who she is and sorry if i type his name wrong i forgot that too lol and also whiskey lullabye but brad praisley and allison kraus
all those song are meaningful to me and when i lisen to em i drift off to another planet sort of speak | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 6/7/2005 5:40:57 PM | The End
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end.
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be, So limitless so free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, and all the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Eide the king's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake, he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, the west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us, the blue bus is calling us
Driver where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...**** you
C'mon baby take a chance with us (<-X3)
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, on a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, c'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
The End by The Doors | |
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