Slip slidin’ away - Paul Simon


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SLIP sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away

I know a man, he came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown
He said, "Delores, I live in fear
My love for you is so overpowering
I'm afraid that I will disappear"

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away

I know a woman became a wife
These are the very words she uses to describe her life
She said, "A good day ain't got no rain"
She said, "A bad day's when I lie in bed
And think of things that might have been"

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away

And I know a father who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he'd done
He came a long way just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and headed home again

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away

God only knows, God makes his plan
The information's unavailable to the mortal man
We work our jobs, collect our pay
Believe were gliding down the highway
When in fact were slip sliding away

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away

Slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away, mm..

Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison

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Hey, where did we go?
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow
Playin' a new game
Laughin' and a-runnin', hey, hey
Skippin' and a-jumpin'
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping and you
My brown-eyed girl
And you, my brown-eyed girl
And whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow?
Going down the old mine with a
Transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hiding 'hind a rainbow's wall
SLIPPING and sliding
All along the waterfall with you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da
Just like that
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-da
So hard to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout it
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da

One way or another - BLONDIE

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One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya' ,get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', I'll meet ya'
I will drive past your house and if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'll get ya', I'll get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week ,I'm gonna meet ya'
I'll meet ya' ah

And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the SLIP
A slip of the lip or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', I'll trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', trick ya', trick ya', trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip

I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout, some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna get ya' (Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'

ZZ Top ~ Sleeping Bag

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When it's cold outside and you want to sleep in
Go for a pallet that's so nice and thin
Zip it all around while it's on the ground
Spread it out and lay it on down
SLIP inside my sleeping bag
SLIP inside my sleeping bag
You're afraid of the dark, baby, no need to be shy
We'll talk about some lovin' while we look at the sky
Don't be hesitatin', it'll be alright
We'll tuck it in until it's clean out of sight
SLIP inside my sleeping bag
SLIP inside my sleeping bag
Let's go out to Egypt 'cause it's in the plan
Sleep beside the pharaohs in the shifting sand
We'll look at some pyramids and check out some heads
Oh, we'll whip out our mattress 'cause there ain't no beds
SLIP inside my sleeping bag
SLIP inside my sleeping bag

Another day - Paul McCartney


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Every day, she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day
SLIPPING into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
It's just another day

At the office where the papers grow, she takes a break
Drinks another coffee, and she finds it hard to stay awake (another)
It's just another day

Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day

So sad, so sad
Sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in apartment, she'd dwell
'Til the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes, and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad
Sometimes she feels so sad

As she posts another letter to The Sound of Five
People gather around her, and she finds it hard to stay alive (another)
It's just another day

Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day

So sad, so sad
Sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in apartment, she'd dwell
'Til the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes, and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad
Sometimes she feels so sad

Every day, she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair (another)
It's just another day
Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
It's just another day

Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day

"SAD Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands" Bob Dylan

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With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes
Oh, who do they think could bury you?

With your pockets well protected at last
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass
Who could they get to carry you?

SAD-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the SAD-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, SAD-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among them can think he could outguess you?

With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?

SAD-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the SAD-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, SAD-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?

With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners, and your mother's drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do you think could resist you?

SAD-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the SAD-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, SAD-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen they all did decide
To show you where the dead angels are that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
How could they ever mistake you?

They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of the hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever have persuaded you?

SAD-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the SAD-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, SAD-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?

Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion and your fingertips now that fold
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul
Who among them could ever think it could destroy you?

SAD-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the SAD-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, SAD-eyed lady, should I wait?

Sad Sad Sad - ROLLING STONES

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Fling you out into orbit
No one's gonna hear you shout
And fools ain't gonna follow
You don't need to sleaze about

Now you're sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

The elephant's in the bedroom
Throwing all his weight about
And I'm locked in the bathroom
Your screams are gonna drown me out

Now you're sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

Oh, yeah

I got a cold chill
I get a cool thrill
Are you ready for the gilded cage?
Are you ready for the tears of rage?
Come on baby, don't let them drown you out

Sad sad sad
Bad bad bad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine fine fine fine
You're gonna be fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine

Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Gonna be fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine

Sad Eyes - Robert John

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… Looks like It's over, you knew I couldn't stay
She's comin' home today
We had a good thing, I'll miss your sweet love
Why must you look at me that way?
It's over
… SAD eyes, turn the other way
I don't want to see you cry
Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day
When we would have to say "goodbye"
… Try to remember the magic that we shared
In time your broken heart will mend
I never used you, you knew I really cared
I hate to see it have to end
But it's over
… Sad eyes, turn the other way
I don't want to see you cry
Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day
When we would have to say "goodbye"
… Sad eyes, turn the other way
I don't want to see you cry
Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day
When we would have to say "goodbye"
… Sad eyes, turn the other way (turn the other way)
I don't want to see you cry (cry, cry, cry)
Sad eyes (say) you knew there'd come a day (hey, hey)
When we would have to say "goodbye"
… Sad eyes, turn the other way

Smokey Robin and The Miracles, TEARS OF A CLOWN

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there trying to fool the public
But when it comes down to fooling you
Now honey that's quite a different subject
But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Really I'm SAD, oh, I'm SADDER than SAD
You're gone and I'm hurting so bad
Like a clown I appear to be glad (SAD, SAD, SAD, SAD)
Now, there's some SAD things known to man
But ain't too much SADDER than
The tears of a clown when there's no one around, mm
Oh, yeah, baby
Now if I appear to be carefree
It's only to camouflage my SADNESS
In order to shield my pride, I try
To cover this hurt with a show of gladness
But don't let my show convince you
That I've been happy since you
Decided to go (why did you go?)
Oh, I need you so (I need you so)
I'm hurt and I want you to know (want you to know)
But for others, I put on a show, ooh, oh (it's just a show)
There's some sad things known to man
But ain't too much SADDER than
The tears of a clown, when there's no one around, oh, yeah
Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my surface hid
Smiling in the public, I
But in my lonely room, I cry
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around, oh, yeah, baby
Now if there's a smile on my face
Don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you think that I don't care
When really, I'm SAD
Hurtin' so bad

Metallica ~ SAD But True

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Hey (hey), I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
Hey (hey), I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
They (they), they betray
I'm your only true friend now
They (they), they'll betray
I'm forever there
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
SAD but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's SAD but true
SAD but true
You (you), you're my mask
You're my cover, my shelter
You (you), you're my mask
You're the one who's blamed
Do (do), do my work
Do my dirty work, scapegoat
Do (do), do my deeds
For you're the one who's shamed
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
SAD but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's SAD but true
SAD but true
I'm your dream, I'm your eyes
I'm your pain
I'm your dream (I'm your dream)
I'm your eyes (I'm your eyes)
I'm your pain (I'm your pain)
You know it's SAD but true
Hate (hate), I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay (pay), pay the price
Pay for nothing's fair
Hey (hey), I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey (hey), I'm your life
And I no longer care
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
SAD but true
I'm your truth, telling lies
I'm your reasoned alibis
I'm inside, open your eyes
I'm you
SAD but true

Green Fields of France - The Fureys & Davey Arthur

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Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great fallen in 1916
I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or young Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last POST in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
Although, you died back in 1916
In that faithful heart are you forever nineteen?
Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enclosed in forever behind the glass frame
In an old photograph, torn, battered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame?
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
The sun now it shines on the green fields of France
There's a warm summer breeze that makes the red poppies dance
And look how the sun shines from under the clouds
There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard it's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
To a whole generation that were butchered and damned
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
Ah young Willie McBride, I can't help wonder why
Do those that lie here know why did they die?
And did they believe when they answered the cause
Did they really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain
The killing and dying, were all done in vain
For young Willie McBride, it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play The Last Post in chorus?
And did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

Mary Lou - FRANK ZAPPA

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I'm gonna tell you a story
'Bout ol' Mary Lou
I mean the kind of a girl
That make a fool of you

She make a young man old
And an old man pay
The way she took my money
Was a crying shame

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

Put a detective
On her trail
The POST office thought
They'd chase her by the mail

She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

She left Detroit
To go to Kalamazoo
Made her a fortune
Out of fools like you

Met her a rich man
Who was married and had some kids
Stroked that cat
Until he flipped his lid

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

She came back into town
About a week ago
Told me she's sorry
She had hurt me so

I had a '65 Ford
And a two dollar bill
The way she took that
Lord, it gave me a thrill

Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

Sammy Hagar ~ I Can't Drive 55

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One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey
Well, there's too much traffic, I can't pass, no
So I tried my best illegal move
A big black and white come and crushed my groove again
Go on and write me up for 125
POST my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can't drive 55, oh no, uh
So I signed my name on number 24, hey
Yeah the judge said, "Boy, just one more, huh
I'm gonna throw your ass in the city joint"
Looked me in the eye, said, "You get my point?"
I say "Yeah!, Oh yeah"
Write me up for 125
POST my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can't drive 55, oh yeah
(I can't drive 55)
(I can't drive 55)
(I can't drive 55)
(I can't drive) 55, uh
When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer
And I can't get my car out of second gear
What used to take two hours now takes all day
Huh, it took me 16 hours to get to L.A.
Go on and write me up for 125
POST my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can't drive 55
No, no, no, I can't drive, (I can't drive 55)
I can't drive (I can't drive 55)
(I can't drive 55)
(I can't drive 55)

Tell Ol' BILL -- Bob Dylan

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The river whispers in my ear
I've hardly a penny to my name
The heavens have never seemed so near
All of my body glows with flame

The tempest struggles in the air
And to myself alone I sing
It could sink me then and there
I can hear the echoes ring

I tried to find one smiling face
To drive the shadow from my head
I'm stranded in this nameless place
Lying restless in a heavy bed

Tell me straight out if you will
Why must you torture me within?
Why must you come down off of your high hill?
Throw my fate to the clouds and wind

Far away in a silent land
Secret thoughts are hard to bear
Remember me, you'll understand
Emotions we can never share

You trampled on me as you passed
Left the coldest kiss upon my brow
All of my doubts and fears have gone at last
I've nothing more to tell you now

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with troubled dreams
The enemy is at the gate

Beneath the thunder blasted trees
The words are ringin' off your tongue
The ground is hard in times like these
Stars are cold, the night is young

The rocks are bleak, the trees are bare
Iron clouds go floating by
Snowflakes fallin' in my hair
Beneath the gray and stormy sky

The evenin' sun is sinkin' low
The woods are dark, the town isn't new
They''ll drag you down, they'll run the show
Ain't no telling what they'll do

Tell ol' BILL when he comes home
Anything is worth a try
Tell him that I'm not alone
That the hour has come to do or die

All the world I would defy
Let me make it plain as day
I look at you now and I sigh
How could it be any other way?

Money, Money, Money - ABBA

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I work all night, I work all day to pay the BILLS I have to pay
Ain't it sad?
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad?
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world

Being For the benefit of Mr. Kite - THE BEATLES

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For the benefit of Mr. Kite
There will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
Late of Pablo Fanques Fair-what a scene
Over men and horses hoops and garters
Lastly through a hogshead of real fire!
In this way Mr. K. will challenge the world!

The celebrated Mr. K.
Performs his feat on Saturday at Bishops Gate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
As Mr. Kite fly's through the ring don't be late
Messrs. K and H. assure the public
Their production will be second to none
And of course Henry The Horse dances the waltz!

The band begins at ten to six
When Mr. K. performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H. will demonstrate
Ten summer sets he'll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the BILL

I'm Just a Bill ~ Jack Sheldon

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Whew!
You sure gotta climb a lot of steps to get to this Capitol Building here in Washington.
But I wonder who that sad little scrap of paper is?
I'm just a BILL.
Yes, I'm only a BILL.
And I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill.
Well, it's a long, long journey
To the capital city.
It's a long, long wait
While I'm sitting in committee,
But I know I'll be a law some day
At least I hope and pray that I will
But today I am still just a BILL.
Gee, BILL,
You certainly have a lot of patience and courage.
Well, I got this far.
When I started I wasn't even a BILL
I was just an idea
Some folks back home decided they wanted a law passed
So they called their local Congressman, and he said
You're right, there oughta be a law.
Then he sat down
And wrote me out and introduced me to Congress.
And I became a BILL, and I'll remain a BILL
Until they decide to make me a law.
I'm just a BILL
Yes I'm only a BILL,
And I got as far as Capitol Hill.
Well, now I'm stuck in committee
And I'll sit here and wait
While a few key Congressmen discuss and debate
Whether they should let me be a law.
How I hope and pray that they will,
But today I am still just a BILL.
Listen to those Congressmen arguing!
Is all that discussion and debate about you.
Yeah, I'm one of the lucky ones.
Most BILLs never even get this far.
I hope they decide to report on me favorably
Otherwise I may die.
Die?
Yeah, die in committee.
Ooh, but it looks like I'm gonna live!
Now I go to the House of Representatives
And they vote on me.
If they vote yes, what happens?
Then I go to the Senate and the whole thing starts
All over again.
Oh no!
Oh yes!
I'm just a BILL
Yes, I'm only a BILL
And if they vote for me on Capitol Hill
Well, then I'm off to the White House
Where I'll wait in a line
With a lot of other BILLs
For the president to sign
And if he signs me, then I'll be a law.
How I hope and pray that he will,
But today I am still just a BILL.
You mean even if the whole Congress says you
Should be a law, the president can still say no?
Yes, that's called a veto.
If the president vetoes me,
I have to go back to Congress
And they vote on me again
And by that time you're so old ...
By that time it's very unlikely that you'll become a law.
It's not easy to become a law, is it?
No!
But how I hope and pray that I will,
But today I am still just a BILL.
He signed you, BILL
Now you're a law!
Oh yes!!!

Black Stations / White Stations - MARTHA AND THE MUFFINS

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A voice inside my car told me today
There was a song of love they would not play
She was black, he was white
A voice inside my car told me today

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

When I dream, I dream in black and white
Trip the light fantastic through the night
Dance with me while they sleep
When I dream, I dream in black and white

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

If waves could speak, I wonder what they'd say
The tides are growing stronger everyday
Sink or swim, let them in
If waves could speak, I wonder what they'd say

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white

I assume the year has to in the lyrics and not just the title as is the case with .’Summer of ‘42’

A Simple Twist of Fate -- Bob Dylan

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They sat together in the park
As the evening sky got dark,
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to her bones.
'Twas then she felt alone
And wished she'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.

Well, they walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
Stopped into a cheap hotel
with a neon-burning sign.
She said: "Put your hand in mine
Ain't no need to hesitate"
It was all about that simple twist of fate.

A saxophone someplace softly played
As she was walking by the arcade.
She heard the melody rise and fade
The sun was coming up.
She dropped a coin into the cup
Of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about that simple twist of fate.

He woke up and she was gone
He didn't see nothing but the dawn
Got out of bed and put his shoes back on
Then he pushed back the blinds.
Found a note she'd left behind. "What'd it say?"
It said: "You should have met me back in '58 ( 1958 )
We could have avoided this little simple twist of fate."

He hears the ticking of the clocks
And he hunts for her through the city blocks
Even down there by the waterfront docks
Where the sailors all roll in.
Maybe he'll see her once again,
How long must he wait
Once more for a simple twist of fate.

People tell me it's a sin
That it's way too heavy and down within
I let her get under my skin,
Under my skin too late
I had another date,
A date that couldn't wait
You can blame it on a simple twist of fate.

December 1963 (Oh what a night) - The Four Seasons


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Oh, what a night
Late December back in ‘63
What a very special time for me
As I remember, what a night
Oh, what a night, you know I didn't even know her name
But I was never gonna be the same
What a lady, what a night
Oh, I, I got a funny feelin' when she walked in the room
And my, as I recall it ended much too soon
Oh what a night, hypnotizin' mesmerizing me
She was ev'rything I dreamed she'd be
Sweet surrender, what a night
I felt a rush like a rollin' ball of thunder
Spinnin' my head around and takin' my body under
Oh, what a night
Oh, I, I got a funny feelin' when she walked in the room
And my, as I recall it ended much too soon
Oh, what a night
Why'd it take so long to see the light?
Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right
What a lady, what a night
Oh I felt a rush like a rollin' ball of thunder
Spinnin' my head around and takin' my body under
Oh what a night
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do, oh what a night
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, oh what a night
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, oh what a night
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, oh what a night

1999 - Prince

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… Don't worry, I won't hurt you
I only want you to have some fun
… I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin'
Could've sworn it was judgment day
… The sky was all purple
There were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' to run from the destruction
You know I didn't even care
… Say, say, 2000-00, party over
Oops, out of time
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
Life is just a party
And parties weren't meant to last
… War is all around us
My mind says prepare to fight
So if I gotta die
I'm gonna listen to my body tonight, yeah
… They say, 2000-00, party over
Oops, out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999
Yeah, yeah
… Let me tell ya something
If you didn't come to party
Don't bother knockin' on my door
I got a lion in my pocket
And, baby, he's ready to roar
Yeah, yeah
… Everybody's got a bomb
We could all die any day, aw
But before I'll let that happen
I'll dance my life away, oh-oh-oh
… They say, 2000-00, party over
Oops, out of time
We're runnin' outta time
So tonight we gonna party like it's 1999
… Say it one more time
2000-00, party over
Oops, out of time, no, no
So, tonight we gonna, we gonna, whoa!
… Alright, it's 1999
You say it, 1999
1999
Oh, 1999
Don't stop, don't stop, say it one more time
… 2000-00, party over
Oops, out of time
Yeah-yeah
So tonight, I'm gonna party like it's 1999 (we gonna, whoa)
… 1999
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go, oh (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
… I don't wanna die
I'd rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen to what I'm tryin' to say
Everybody, everybody said party
… C'mon now, you said party
That's right, everybody say (party)
You can't run from the revelation, no (party)
Sing it for your nation, y'all (party)
… Dreamin' when youu're singin', baby say (party)
Telephone's a-ringin', mama now (party)
C'mon, c'mon, you say (party)
Everybody, do tell me (party)
… Work it down to the ground
I say (party)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (party)
Come on, take my body, baby (party)
That's right, c'mon, sing me the song (party)
Yeah-yeah, oh, no no (party)
… That's right (party)
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say (party)
Oh, and he's ready to roar (party)
… Mommy
Why does everybody have a bomb?
Mommy
Why does everybody have a bomb?

The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down - Joan Baez

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Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train
'Til so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive
I took the train to Richmond that fell
It was a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singin'
They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na"
"Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na"
Back with my wife in Tennessee and one day she said to me
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee"
Now, I don't mind, I'm chopping wood
And I don't care if the money's no good
Just take what you need and leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very best
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singin'
They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na"
"Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na"
Like my father before me, I'm a workin' man
And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand
Well, he was just eighteen, proud and brave
But a yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the blood below my feet
You can't raise the Cain back up when it's in defeat
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singin'
They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na"
"Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na"

Hotel California - Eagles

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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
And I was thinkin' to myself, "This could be heaven or this could be hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here"
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes-Benz, uh
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still, those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis"
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man, "We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave"

AC/DC ~ Let There Be Rock

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In the beginning
Back in 1955
Man didn't know 'bout a rock 'n' roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the schmaltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But Tschaikovsky had the news, he said
Let there be sound, and there was sound
Let there be light, and there was light
Let there be drums, there was drums
Let there be guitar, there was guitar
Oh, let there be rock!
And it came to pass
That rock 'n' roll was born
All across the land every rockin' band
Was blowin' up a storm
And the guitar man got famous
The business man got rich
And in every bar there was a superstar
With a seven year itch
There was fifteen million fingers
Learnin' how to play
And you could hear the fingers pickin'
And this is what they had to say
Let there be light, sound, drums, guitar
Oh, let there be rock!
One night in a club called the Shakin' Hand
There was a 42 decibel rockin' band
And the music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd:
"Let there be rock"