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I aint gonna go to hell for anybody
I can manipulate people as well as anybody
Bust ‘em and burn ‘em, twist ‘em and turn ‘em
I can make believe I’m in love with anybody
Hold ‘em and control ‘em, squeeze ‘em and tease ‘em
But I know it satisfies the flesh that it feeds
I’ve been down that road, I know what it leads
But I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
Not today, not tonight, not tomorrow, no never, no way!
I can twist the truth as well as anybody
Wine ‘em and dine ‘em, find ‘em and blind ‘em
I can mislead people as well as anybody
I got the vision to cause any kind of division
But I know that control
To gain the whole world but give up my soul
But I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
Not for father, not for mother, not for sister, not for father, no way!
Smoke arises for ever, on a one-way ticket to burn
A place reserved for the devil
And for all those that love evil
A place of darkness and shade, you can never return
I can rob and steal from people as well as anybody
I know how to do it, I can see through it
I can influence people as well as anybody
I know what to tell em, I can why em or well em
The lawman wont get me with his tricks or his cards
I can see through man’s delusions, I see through his facades
But I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
Not for father, not for mother, not for sister, not for father, no way!
I can manipulate people as well as anybody
Bust ‘em and burn ‘em, twist ‘em and turn ‘em
I can make believe I’m in love with almost anybody
Hold ‘em and control ‘em, squeeze ‘em and tease ‘em
But it don’t suit my purposes and it ain’t my goal
To gain the whole world, but give up my soul
But I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
I ain’t gonna go to hell for anybody
Not for father, not for mother, not for sister, not for father, no way!
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I didn’t mean to treat you so bad
You shouldn’t take it so personal
I didn’t mean to make you so sad
You just happened to be there, that’s all
When I saw you say goodbye to your friend and smile
I thought that it was well understood
That you’d be comin back in a little while
I didn’t know that you were sayin’ goodbye for good
But, sooner or later, one of us must know
That you just did what you’re supposed to do
Sooner or later, one of us must know
That I really did try to get close to you
I couldn’t see what you could show me
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
I couldn’t see how you could know me
But you said you knew me and I believed you did
When you whispered in my ear
And asked me if I was leavin with you or her
I didn’t realize just what I did hear
I didn’t realize how young you were
But, sooner or later, one of us must know
That you just did what you’re supposed to do
Sooner or later, one of us must know
That I really did try to get close to you
And I couldn’t see when it started snowin
Your voice was all that I heard
I couldn’t see where we were goin
But you said ya knew an’ I took your word
And then ya told me later, as I apologized
That you were just kiddin’ me, you weren’t really from the farm
An’ I told you, as ya clawed out my eyes
That I never really meant to do you any harm
But, sooner or later, one of us must know
That you just did what you’re supposed to do
Sooner or later, one of us must know
That I really did try to get close to you
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One mans loss always is another mans gain
Lets take a cherry, I cant make it no more
Cant stop, shes breaking all time on the floor
Better come down easy or dont come down at all
You dont try and to please me, somebodys gonna fall
One mans loss always is another mans gain
Yes, one mans joy always is another mans pain
Three oclock in the morning, better step aside
Let me be to your warning, you better go by
Three times a loser, number 45
Better not lose her, best stayed alive
One mans loss always is another mans gain
Yes, one mans joy always is another mans pain
Wish Id have found me at the wall
One look at the watch, you better lord at all
You cant stop it or wait it at night
Too hard to keep you waiting, calls me aside
One mans loss always is another mans gain
Yes, one mans joy always is another mans pain
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Kom flakker, kom strejfer fra gade og vej
Se i øjnene stormfloden rejser sig
Gennemblødt blir du, om du vil eller ej
Hvis dit liv er dig kært må du hellere
Begynde at svømme
Før du går ned som en sten
For tiderne de skifter
.
Før chancen forsvinder medieprofet
Så spær øjnene op, det er et hjul du har set
Tal ikke for tidligt for hjulets gebet
Er at dreje og hvor mon det stopper
Taberen nu
Kan blive vinder i morgen
For Tiderne de skifter
.
Vær opmærksom på meldingen folketingsmænd
Blokér ikke døren, hold ikke igen -
Det går galt hvis du gemmer dit hoved min ven
Når Ragnarok ryster ved huset
Med klaprende vinduer
På vaklende grund
For tiderne skifter
.
Kom fædre og mødre år efter år
Forkast ikke det som I ikke forstår
Jeres sønner og døtre går hvor de går
Når de gamles veje forældes
Så gør plads på de nye
Hvis I ikke tør være med til at
Tiderne de skifter
.
Grænsen er trukket forbandelsen smidt
Den langsomme vil få hurtige skridt
Og nutid bliver til fortid om lidt
Mens det velkendte hurtigt forsvinder
Og de første nu
Bliver senere sidst
For tiderne skifter
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Come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Come on without, yeah baby, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Everybodys building ships and boats
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes
Everybodys in despair, every girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, everybodys gonna jump for joy
Come on without, yeah baby, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
I like to go just like the rest
I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste
Aint my cup of meat
Everyones beneath the trees
Feeding pigeons on the limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
All the pigeons gonna run to him
Come on without, yeah baby, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Yeah, come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Yeah, come on without, come on within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
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The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it’s not that way
I wasn’t born to lose you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin’ from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
How all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it
But all their daughters put me down
’Cause I don’t think about it
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I’m not afraid to look at her
She is good to me
And there’s nothing she doesn’t see
She knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t matter
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn’t very cute to him, was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . .
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
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You have given everything to me
What can I do for You?
You have given me eyes to see
What can I do for You?
Pulled me out of bondage
And You made me renewed inside
Opened up a door no man can shut
And You opened it up so wide
Filled up a hunger
That had always been denied
And Youve chosen me to be among the few
What can I do for You?
You have laid down Your life for me
What can I do for You?
You have explained every mystery
What can I do for You?
Soon as a man is born
The sparks begin to fly
He gets wise in his own eyes
And he’s made to believe in lies
Who would deliver him
From the death hes bound to die?
Well, Youve done it all
And there’s nothing left to do
What can I do for You?
You have given all there is to give
What can I do for You?
You have given me life to live
How can I live for You?
What can I do for You?
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She got everything she needs
Shes an artist, she dont look back
She got everything she needs
Shes an artist, she dont look back
Take the dark out of the nighttime
Paint the daytime black
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees
She never stumbles
She got no place to fall
She never stumbles
She got no place to fall
Shes nobodys child
The Law cant touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring
It sparkles before she speaks
She wears an Egyptian ring
It sparkles before she speaks
Shes a hypnotist collector
You are a walking antique
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
For Christmas get her a drum
She got everything she needs
Shes an artist, she dont look back
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This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
If your memory serves you well
Were gonna meet again and wait
So Im gonna pack all my things
And sit there for it gets to late
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well
Wheels on fire
Rollin down the road
Lets notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode
If your memory serves you well
I was gonna confiscate your lace
And wrap it up in a sailors knot
And hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours
But it was so hard to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well
This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
If your memory serves you well
Youll remember youre the one
That called on me to call on them
To get your favours done
And after every plan had failed
And there was nothin more to tell
You knew that we should meet again
If your memory serves you well
This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
This wheels on fire
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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 ya 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 say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gatе
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like mеtal 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 matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet say 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 ya’ wouldnt know it woulda happened like this
But a’who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners and your mothers drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do ya think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave 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 youd 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 say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave 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 cant help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, youre on his parole
With your holy medallion an your fingertips now that fold
And your saintlike face and your ghost-like soul
Who among them could ever think it could destroy you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
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Listen to me, baby
Theres something that you must see
I want to be with you, boy
If you want to be with me
But if you gotta go, its all right
But if you gotta go, go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
Its not that Im questioning you
To take part in some kind of quiz
Its just that I have got no watch
And you keep askin me what time it is
But if you gotta go, its all right
But if you gotta go, go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
I am just a poor girl, baby
Trying to connect
I certainly dont want you thinkin
That I havent got any respect
If you gotta go, its all right
But if you gotta go, go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
It aint that I am wanting
Anything you never gave before
Its just that Ill be sleeping soon
Itll be too dark for you to find the door
If you gotta go, its all right
But if you gotta go, go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
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Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead
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Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got all them buckets comin out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby
You can stand
I been meek
And hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby
Ill be here
Like your smile
And your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips
I like the cool way you look at me
Everything about you is bringing me
Misery
Little red wagon
Little red bike
I aint no monkey but I know what I like
I like the way you love me strong and slow
Im takin you with me, honey baby
When I go
Life is sad
Life is a bust
All ya can do is do what you must
You do what you must do and ya do it well
Ill do it for you, honey baby
Cant you tell?
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If your memory serves you well
Were going to meet again and wait
So Im going to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well
This wheels on fire
Rolling down the road
Just notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode
If your memory serves you well
I was going to confiscate your lace
And wrap it up in a sailors knot
And hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours
And it was oh so hard to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well
This wheels on fire
Rolling down the road
Just notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode
If your memory serves you well
Youll remember that youre the one
That called on them to call on me
To get you your favors done
And after every plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell
And you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well
This wheels on fire
Rolling down the road
Just notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode
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Far between sundowns finish an midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An for each an evry underdog soldier in the night
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
In the citys melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden as the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin constantly at stake
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An the poet an the painter far behind his rightful time
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an blind, tolling for the mute
For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an cheated by pursuit
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Even though a cloudss white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An for each unharmfull, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Starry-eyed an laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an we watched with one last look
Spellbound an swallowed til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an worse
An for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Some speak of the future
My love she speaks softly
She knows there’s no success like failure
And that failure’s no success at all
The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge
The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers’ nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she’s like some raven
At my window with a broken wing
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I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more
No, I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain
Got a head full of ideas thats driving me insane
Its a shame the way she makes me scrub those floors
You see, I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more
No, I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more
Well, he puts his cigars out in your face for kicks
His bedroom window is all made out of bricks
The sheriff and the National Guard stand around his doors
Let me tell ya, I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more
Well, I try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants me to be just like them
They sing while I slave and I get bored
You see, I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more
You better believe it
Aint gonna do nothing, yeah
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You may be an ambassador to England or France
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
You might be a rock n roll addict prancing on the stage
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
You may be a business man or some high degree thief
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame
You may be living in another country under another name
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a construction worker working on a home
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome
You might own guns and you might even own tanks
You might be somebodys landlord, you might even own banks
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
You may be workin in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair
You may be somebodys mistress, may be somebodys heir
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed
But youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray
You may call me anything but no matter what you say
Youre gonna have to serve somebody, yes, indeed
Youre gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But youre gonna have to serve somebody
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Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin Ill come followin you
Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I am branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And my ancient empty streets too dead for dreaming
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin Ill come followin you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands cant feel to grip
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wandering
Im ready to go anywhere, Im ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancin spell my way
I promise to go under it
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin Ill come followin you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
Its not aimed at anyone, its just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, its just a ragged clown behind
I wouldnt pay it any mind
Its just a shadow youre seeing that hes chasing
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin Ill come followin you
And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin Ill come followin you
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Well I just reached a place
Where I can’t stay awake
I got to leave you baby
Before my heart will break
I’m going
I’m going
I’m gone
Come over here baby
‘Cause I’m telling you this
You got to believe it
Just give me one more kiss
I’m going
I’m going
I’m gone
Fix me one more drink baby
And hold me one more time
But don’t get to close
To make me change my mind
I’m going
I’m going
I’m gone
Now my Mama always said “someday true you gotta follow your heart
You’ll be fine at the end of the line
All that’s gold wasn’t meant to shine
Just don’t put your horse in front of your cart.”
Oh
Now from Boston to Birmingham
Is a two day ride
But I got to be going now
‘Cause I’m so dissatisfied
I’m going
I’m going
I’m gone
Going, going
Going, going, gone
Going, going
Going, going, gone
Going, going
Going, going, gone
Going, going
Going, going, gone
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Just a minute before you leave
Just a minute before you touch the door
What is it that youre trying to achieve?
Do you think we can just talk about it some more?
The streets are filled with vipers
Who’ve lost all ray of hope
It aint even safe no more
In the palace of the Pope
Dont fall apart on me tonight
I just don’t think that I could handle it
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Yesterdays just a memory
Tomorrow is never what its supposed to be
And I need you, oh yeah
Come over here from over there
Sit down here, you can have my chair
I cant see us goin anywhere
The only place open is a thousand miles away
And I cant take you there
I wished Id been a doctor
Maybe I’d saved some life that’ve been lost
Maybe Id done some good in the world
Instead of burning every bridge I crossed
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
I just dont think that I could handle it
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Yesterdays just a memory
Tomorrow’s never what its supposed to be
And I need you, oh yeah
I aint too good at conversation
So you might not know exactly how I feel
But if I could Id bring you to the mountain top
And build you a house of stainless steel
Its like Im stuck inside a painting
Thats hanging in the Louvre
My throat starts to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I cant move
Dont fall apart on me tonight
I just dont think that I can handle it
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Yesterdays gone but the past lives on
Tomorrows just one step beyond
And I need you, oh yeah
Who are these people walking towards you?
Do you know them or will there be a fight?
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through
Can they tell you whats wrong from right?
Do you remember Street
Where you blew Jackie Ps mind?
You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet
And laid his life on the line
Lets try to get beneath this surface waste
No more booby traps and bombs
No more decadence and charms
No more affection thats misplaced
No more mud cake creatures lying in your arms
What about that billionaire
With the drumsticks in his pants?
He looked so baffled, so bewildered
When he played and we didnt dance
Dont fall apart on me tonight
I just dont think that I could handle it
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday is just a memory
Tomorrows never what its supposed to be
And I need you, oh yeah
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Dont fall apart on me tonight
Dont fall apart on me tonight
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Just a minute fore you leave, girl
Just a minute fore you touch the door
What is it that you’re trying to achieve, girl?
Maybe we can talk about it some more?
You know, the streets are filled with vipers
Who’ve lost all ray of hope
You know, its not even safe no more
In the palace of the Pope
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
I just don’t think that I could handle it
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday’s just a memory
Tomorrows never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, yeah
Come over herе from over there, girl
Sit down hеre, you can have my chair
I can’t see us goin anywhere, girl
The only place open is a thousand miles away
And Im not gonna take you there
I wished I’d have been a doctor
Maybe I’d have saved some life thatve been lost
Maybe I’d have done some good in the world
Instead of burning every bridge I crossed
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
I just don’t think that I could handle it
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday’s just a memory
Tomorrows never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, yeah you, I need you
I aint too good at conversation, girl
So you might not know exactly how I feel
But if I could I’d bring you to the mountain top, girl
And build you a house made out of stainless steel
But it’s like I’m stuck inside a painting
That’s hanging in the Louvre
My throat starts to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I can’t move
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
I just don’t think that I could handle it
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday’s gone but the past live on
Tomorrows just one step beyond
And I need you, oh yeah, I need you
Who are these people that are walking towards you?
Do you know them or will there be a fight?
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through
Can they tell you what’s wrong from what’s right?
Oh, do you remember Napoleon Street
Where you blew Jackie P.’s mind?
You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet
And laid his life on the line
Let’s try to get beneath the surface waste, girl
No more booby traps and bombs
No more decadence and charms
No more affection that’s misplaced, girl
No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms
What about that millionaire
With the drumsticks in his pants?
He looked so baffled and so bewildered
When he played and we didn’t dance
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
I just don’t think that I could handle it
Don’t fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday is just a memory
Tomorrows never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you
Yeah, you, I need you
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?איפה היית ילדי תכול העין
?איפה היית ילדי הקטן
טיפסתי על ראש ההרים ועברתי
הלכתי בכביש הראשי וזחלתי
בתוך יערות עמוקים הסתתרתי
יצאתי אל חוף האוקיינוס שמת לי
נכנסתי לקבר שתמיד מחכה לי
עוד מעט, עוד מעט
גשם כבד עומד ליפול
?ומה שם ראית ילדי תכול העין
?כן מה שם ראית ילדי הקטן
ראיתי שועל וזאב מחכה לו
ראיתי שביל זהב שאין איש הולך בו
ענף שחור שזורם עם המים
איש עם פטיש שפוצע ידיים
ראיתי חלום שהולך על קביים
איש בלי לשון מדבר ללא הרף
וילד ישן עם רובה ועם חרב
עוד מעט, עוד מעט
גשם כבד עומד ליפול
?ומה תעשה עכשיו ילדי תכול העין
?כן מה תעשה עכשיו ילדי הקטן
עכשיו אני יורד כי הגשם בשער
עכשיו אני הולך עמוק אל תוך היער
איפה שיש אנשים בלי ידיים
והחרא עולה שם ומציף את המים
ויונים מתות מכוסות עלי זית
ופנים של תליין מסתכלות מכל בית
שם הכל מכוער ולנפש אין ערך
הצבע שחור והאפס הוא מלך
אני רוצה לספר ולנשום
ולחשוב את זה ולהביא את זה הנה
שכולם יוכלו לראות את זה
לעמוד לבדי מול הים בו טבעתי
להכיר את השיר שידעתי ושרתי
עוד מעט, עוד מעט
גשם כבד עומד ליפול
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Well, thats all right mama
That’s all right for you
Thats all right now mama
Thats all right
That’s all right
Thats all right now mama
Any way you do
Well mama she done told me
Papa done told me too
Son that gal youre foolin with
She aint no good for you, but
Thats all right
Thats all right
Thats all right now mama
Any way you do
I’m leavin’ town my baby
Im leavin’ town for sure
Well then you wont be bothered
With me hangin round your door
But that’s all right
Thats all right now mama
Any way you do
De de de de
De de de de
De de de de
I need your lovin
Thats all right
Thats all right now mama
Any way you do
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One evening for pleasure I rambled
To view the fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Eiron
Where beauty and pleasure were known
I spied a fair maid at her labour
Which caused me to stay for awhile
And I thought her the goddess of beauty
Blooming bright star of Belle Isle
I humbled myself to her beauty
Fair maiden, where do you belong
Are you from heaven descended
Abiding in cupids fair throne
Young man, I will tell you a secret
Its true Im a maid that is poor
And to part from my vows and my promise
Is more than my heart can endure
Therefore Ill remain at my service
And go through my hardship and toil
And wait for the lad that has left me
All alone on the banks of Belle Isle
Young maiden I wish not to banter
Tis true I came in a disguise
I came here to fulfill our last promise
And hoped to give you a surprise
I own youre a maid I love dearly
And youve been in my heart all the while
And for me there is no other damsel
Than my blooming bright star of Belle Isle
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Oh, Im sailin away my own true love
Im sailin away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that Ill be landing?
No, theres nothin you can send me, my own true love
Theres nothin I wish to be ownin
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean
Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
Id forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For thats all Im wishin to be ownin
That I might be gone a long time
And its only that Im askin
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passin
Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow
I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin
Saying I dont know when Ill be comin back again
It depends on how Im a-feelin
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
Im sure your mind is roamin
Im sure your heart is not with me
But with the country to where youre goin
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, theres something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather
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Well, I see you got your
Brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Yes, I see you got your
Brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Well, you must tell me, baby
How your head feels under something like that
Your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Well, you look so pretty in it
Honey, can I jump on it sometime?
Yes, I just want to see
If it’s really the expensive kind
You know it balances on your head
Just like a mattress balances
On a bottle of wine
Your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
If you want to see the sun rise
Honey, I know where
Well go out and see it sometime
We’ll both just sit there and stare
Me with my belt wrapped around my head
And you just sittin there
In your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you
It’s bad for your health, he said
Yes, I disobeyed his orders
I came to see you
But I found him there instead
You know, I don’t mind you cheatin on me
But I sure wish he’d take that off his head
Your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Well, I see you got a new boyfriend
You know, I never seen him before
Well, I saw you making love with him
You forgot to close the garage door
You might think he loves you for your money
But I know what he really loves you for
It’s your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
Your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat
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...teenage prayer
Take a look at me baby
I am a teenage prayer
When its cloudy all the time
All you gotta do is...
Take a look at me baby
I am your teenage prayer
Take a look at me baby
I am your teenage prayer
Take a look and when its cloudy all the time
All you gotta do is say youre mine
I come runnin anywhere
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage dream
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage dream
When its rainin in your heart
Just come to me and start
Tell me how I do and cheer
Oh, just come and take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
Well oh, let it rain
For any dime just come and see my face
Any time you just got to read my lines
I wont give you any respect
Oh, no
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
Come and take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
When its cloudy all the time
All you gotta do is say youre mine
I come runnin anywhere
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
Yes Im your teenage prayer
You might think Im not
Somebody might think Im nowhere
But Im here to tell you Im your teenage prayer
I know what you need
I can feel it in my bones and I feel it on my throne
Youre my teenage prayer
Any day any night
You just come to me when youre in fright
And Im your teenage prayer
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
When its cloudy all the time
All you gotta do is say youre mine
Cause I come runnin to you anywhere
Oh, yeah, oh youre so real
Take a look at me baby
Im your teenage prayer
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Time passes slowly up here in the mountain
We sit beside the bridges and walk beside the fountains
Catch the wild fishes that float though the stream
Time passes slowly when youre lost in a dream
Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good-looking
She sat in the kitchen while her mama was cooking
Stared on out the window to the stars high above
Time passes slowly when youre searching for love
Aint no reason to go in a wagon to town
Aint no reason to go to the fair
Aint no reason to go up, aint no reason to go down
Aint no reason to go anywhere
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day
Time passes slowly and fades away
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I held her hand on a cobblestone corner
I kissed her lips by the river bridge
I said goodbye... night train rolling
On a lonesome day, by the lonesome river edge
But thats not the one I was thinking of..
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Far between sundown and day and midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seemin to be the chimes of freedom flashin
Flashin for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashin for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog or soldier in the night
And we gaze upon the chimes of freedom flashin
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
Starry-eyed and laughin is every moment you would doubt
With time trapped in arms twirlin and suspended
As we listened one last night and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed til the tollin ended
Tollin for the achin ones whose wounds have not been nursed
For the countless persons that you misused, strung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
And we gaze upon the chimes of freedom flashin
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee
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A zamanama zoom meeting
Monday morning
Tired tired
Zoo wee mama, tuesday drama
Wednesday pens day, hence ey ey a fence wey
Thursday, wurst day worst day
Friday, haj-day, robert robert robert
We making and baking
We making and baking
We making and baking, a bread
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Dä Totengräber höllt deef Luff
Dä Leierkastemann, dä schluchzt
Silverne Saxophone warne: Bloß nit die!
Jesprungene Glocke
Rostje Trööte quängle
Dat se einem leid dunn
Mir ejal, ich will dich nit verliere
Besoffne Politiker schunkle
Mütter jammre leis em Dunkle
Die Erlöser sinn em Schloof versunke
Wo bess du?
Un ich waade drop
Dat die sich waare
Irjendjet zo mir zo saare
Usser: Loss se rinn
Maach die Düür wigg op!
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Na klar, ich will dich
Vüür mir litt en schwazz die Pik-Dahm
Weiß, ahn wat ich jraad jedaach hann
Ich weiß, dat set weiß un wat se alles kann
Sies joot zo mir un ich zo ihr
Sie weiß, wo ich jetz zo jähn wöhr
Doch dat spillt diss Naach für uns kein Rolle mieh
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Na klar, ich will dich
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Na klar
Johrelang nur schläächte Kaate:
Wat ess wohre Liebe?
Un jetz will mich jottweißwer warne
Muss dat intressiere?
E Kind danz en nem Chinakleid
Säht jet zo mir, en Stemm wie Seid
Nä, stemmp, ich woor nit nett zo ihm
Et deit mir leid
Sujet passiert
Wemmer nit lühsch un säht
Wat einem nit jenüsch
Wemmer sich nimieh selvs bedrühsch
Hühr zo:
Ich will dich!
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Na klar, ich will dich
Ich will dich
Ich will dich
Na klar, ich will dich
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אמא בואי והסירי את כוכב רב הסמל הזה מעלי
אין לי על מי להסתלבט איתו כאן
הנה מתאפללות עיני
דופק לי על שער הגן
טוק טוק טוק
על דלתי מרום
טוק טוק טוק
על דלתי מרום
Knoking on heavens door
Like so meny times before
אמא שימי ארצה את תותחי
אין לי כח עוד ללחום
ענן שחור ארוך נוחת עלי
דופק לי על דלתי מרום
טוק טוק טוק
על דלתי מרום
טוק טוק טוק
על דלתי מרום
דפוק דפוק דפוק
על דלתי מרום
כמו שעשית עד היום
Knock knock knockin on heavens door
Like so many times before
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I cant shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin down
דופק לי על דלתי מרום
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Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead
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Far between the sundowns finish an midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Even though a clouds white curtain in a far off corner flashed
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung out ones and worse
And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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Some of us turn off the lights and we live
With the moonlight shooting by
Some of us scare ourselves to death in the dark
To be where the angels fly
Pretty maids all in a row lined up
Outside my cabin door
Ive never wanted any of them wanting me
Except the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, I sat by her side and for a while I tried
To make that girl my wife
She gave me her best advice and she said
Go home and lead a quiet life
Well, I been to the east and I been to the west
And I been out where the black winds roar
Somehow though I never did get that far
With the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, I knew when I first laid eyes on her
I could never be free
One look at her and I knew right away
She should always be with me
Well, the dream dried up a long time ago
Dont know where it is anymore
True to life, true to me
Was the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, Im wearing the cloak of misery
And Ive tasted jilted love
And the frozen smile upon my face
Fits me like a glove
Well, I cant escape from those memories
Of the one that Ill always adore
All those nights, when I lay in the arms
Of the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, were living in the shadows of a fading past
Trapped in the fires of time
Id tried not to ever hurt anybody
And to stay out of a life of crime
And when its all been said and done
I never did know the score
One more day is another day away
From the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, Im a stranger here in a strange land
But I know this is where I belong
Ill ramble and gamble for the one I love
And the hills will give me a song
Though nothing looks familiar to me
I know Ive stayed here before
Once, a thousand nights ago
With the girl from the Red River Shore
Well, I went back to see about her once
Went back to straighten it out
Everybody that I talked to had seen us there
Said they didnt know who I was talking about
Well, the sun went down on me a long time ago
I had to go back from the door
I wish I could have spent every hour of my life
With the girl from the Red River Shore
Now I heard of a guy who lived a long time ago
A man full of sorrow and strife
That if someone around him died and was dead
He knew how to bring em on back to life
Well, I dont know what kind of language he used
Or if they do that kind of thing anymore
Sometimes I think nobody saw me here at all
Except the girl from the Red River Shore
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Vá, se mande, junte tudo que você puder levar
Ande, tudo que parece seu é bom que agarre já
Seu filho feio e louco ficou só
Chorando feito fogo à luz do sol
Os alquimistas já estão no corredor
E não tem mais nada, negro amor
A estrada pra você e o jogo e a indecência
Junte tudo que você conseguiu por coincidência
E o pintor de rua que anda só
Desenha a maluquice em seu lençol
Sob seus pés o céu também rachou
E não tem mais nada, negro amor
Seus marinheiros mareados abandonam o mar
Sеus guerreiros desarmados não vão mais lutar
Sеu namorado já vai dando o fora
Levando os cobertores, e agora?
Até o tapete sem você voou
E não tem mais nada, negro amor
As pedras do caminho, deixe para trás
Esqueça os mortos que eles não levantam mais
O vagabundo esmola pela rua
Vestindo a mesma roupa que foi sua
Risque outro fósforo, outra vida, outra luz, outra cor
E não tem mais nada, negro amor
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Keep your hands off her
Hey Ledbetter wrote this
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
Keep your hands off her
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Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And Im back in the rain, oh-oh
And youre on dry land, ooh
You made it there somehow
Youre a big girl now
Bird on the horizon, sitting on a fence
Singing song for me at his own expense
And Im just like that bird, oh-oh
Singing just for you, ooh
And I hope that you can hear
Hear me singing through these tears
Time is a jet plane, it moves so fast
Oh, but what a shame that all weve shared cant last
I can change, I swear, oh-oh
And see what you can do, ooh
I can make it through
You can make it too
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase
Youve known it all the time, Im learning it these days
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh-oh
In somebodys room, ooh
Its a price I have to pay
Youre a big girl all the way
A change in the weather is known to be extreme
Whats the sense of changing horses in midstream?
Im going out of my mind, oh-oh
With a pain that stops and starts, ooh
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since weve been apart
Youre a big girl now
Youre a big girl
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Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams
For theyre deep and theyre wide
And the world on its side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride
Ring them bells Saint Peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an ironhand
So the people will know
Oh its rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells Sweet Martha for the poor mans son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
Oh the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries
When innocence dies
Ring them bells Saint Catherine from the top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
Oh the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And theyre breaking down the distance between right and wrong
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Standing on the water, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you dont show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Youre a man of the mountain, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, youre a dream twister
Youre going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care ? Aint nobody there would want marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangeo indeed couldve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the riflemans stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, wholl get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotow cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time til the night comes stepping in
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Its a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
Hell put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you dont show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
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They say everything can be replaced
Yet every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
They say every man needs protection
They say every man must fall
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Some place so high above this wall
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd
Is a man who swears hes not to blame
All day long I hear him shout so loud
Crying out that he was framed
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
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Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
Im not the one you want, babe
Im not the one you need
You say youre looking for someone
Whos never weak but always strong
To protect you and defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
But it aint me, babe
No, no, no, it aint me, babe
It aint me youre looking for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
Im not the one you want, babe
Ill only let you down
You say youre looking for someone
Who promises never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you
Someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you and more
But it aint me, babe
No, no, no, it aint me, babe
It aint me youre looking for, babe
Go melt back into the night
Everything inside is made of stone
Theres nothing in here moving
And anyway Im not alone
You say youre lookin for someone
Wholl pick you up each time that you fall
To gather flowers constantly
And to come each time you call
A lover for your life and nothing more
But it aint me, babe
No, no, no, it aint me, babe
It aint me youre looking for, babe
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After a while we took in the clothes
Nobody said very much
Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants
Which nobody really wanted to touch
Mama come in and picked up a book
And Papa asked her what it was
Someone else asked, “What do you care?”
Papa said, “Well, just because.”
Then they started to take back their clothes
Hang them on the line
It was January the thirtieth
And everybody was feelin’ fine
The next day everybody got up
Seeing if the clothes were dry
The dogs were barking, a neighbor passed
Mama, of course, she said, “Hi!”
“Have you heard the news?” he said, with a grin
“The Vice President’s gone mad!”
“Where?” “Downtown.” “When?” “Last night”
“Hmm, say, that’s too bad!”
“Well, there’s nothing’ we can do about it,” said the neighbor
“It’s just something we’re gonna have to forget”
“Yes, I guess so,” said Ma
Then she asked me if the clothes was still wet
I reached up, touched my shirt
And the neighbor said, “Are those clothes yours?”
I said, “Some of them, not all of them”
He said, “Ya always help out around here with the chores?”
I said, “Sometime, not all the time”
Then my neighbor, he blew his nose
Just as Papa yelled outside
“Mama wants you to’ come back in the house and bring them clothes!”
Well, I just do what I’m told
So, I did it, of course
I went back in the house and Mama met me
And then I shut all the doors
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Every step of the way we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is pilin’ up, we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City’s just a jungle; more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
I was raised in the country, been workin’ in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Aint got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don’t evеn have anything for myself anymore
Skys full of firе and the pains pourin’ down
Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Theyll never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing that I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s kicking in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinking’ about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleepin in Rosie’s bed
I was walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feel like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t
Last night I knew ya, tonight I don’t
I need something strong to distract my mind
I’m gonna look at you ’til my eyes go blind
I got here followin the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ship’s been split to splinters, it’s sinkin fast
I’m drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free
I’ve got nothing but affection for all them who’ve sailed with me
Everybody movin if they ain’t already there
Everybody got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, anyhow
Things should start to get interestin right about now
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that Ive painted myself in
I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind
So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine
The emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
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Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlin’ winds
Please see for me if her hair hangs long
If it rolls and flows all down her breast
Please see for me if her hair hangs long
That’s the way I remember her best
I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all
Many times I’ve often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day
So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, baby, the saints are comin through
Because its all over now, baby blue
The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense
And take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
The sky, too, is folding over you
Because its all over now, baby blue
Its all over now, baby blue
Leave your stepping stones behind, theres something that calls for you
Forget the dead youve left, they will not follow you
The carpet, too, is falling over you
Because its all over now, baby blue
Its all over now, baby blue
Its all over now
Because its all over now
Because its all over now, baby blue
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Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red, white and blue shoestrings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light, he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway
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There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion here
I cant get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
Barefoot servants came and went
Little children too
Outside in the distance
A wild cat did growl
And two riders were approachin
And the wind began to howl
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How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, and how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before theyre forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take til he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesnt see?
Blowing, blowing
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Come, you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothing
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
Ill follow your casket
On a pale afternoon
And Ill watch while youre lowered
Unto your deathbed
And Ill stand over your grave
Till Im sure that youre dead
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My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesnt have to say shes faithful
Yet shes true like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines cant buy her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on thе wall
Some speak of the futurе
My love she speaks softly
She knows theres no success like failure
And that failures no success at all
The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even a pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge
The bridge at midnight trembles
Country doctor rambles
Bankers nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
Wind howls like a hammer
Night blows rainy
My love shes like some raven
At my window with a broken wing
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If youre travelin to the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she was a true love of mine
If you go when snowflakes storm
Where the rivers freeze and the summer ends
Please see she has a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlin winds
Dyou see for me that her hairs hangin long
That it rolls and flows all down her breast
Please see for me her hairs hangin long
For thats the way I remember her best
Im wonderin if she remembers me at all
And many times Ive often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day
So if youre travelin to the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she was a true love of mine
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The light in this places really bad
Like being at the bottom of a stream
At any minute now
I’m expecting to wake up from a dream
It means so much, the softest touch
By the grave of some child, who neither wept or smiled
Pondered my faith in the rain
Ive been dreamin of you, it’s all I do
Its driving me insane
Somewhere dawn is breaking
Light is streaking ‘cross the floor
Church bells are ringing
I wonder who theyre ringing for
Travel under any star
Youll see me wherever you are
The shadowy past is awake and so vast
Im sleeping in the palace of pain
Ive been dreamin of you, its all I do
It’s driving me insane
It means so much, the softest touch
By the grave of some child, who neither wept or smiled
Pondered my faith in the rain
I’ve been dreamin of you, it’s all I do
Its driving me insane
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Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colours you have in your mind
I show them to you and you see them shine
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay lady stay
Stay with your man a while
Until the break of day
Let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his, his hands are clean
And you are the best thing that hes ever seen
Stay lady stay
Stay with your man a while
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it, too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When hes standing in front of you
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay lady stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay lady stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
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He sits in your room, his tune with a fistful of tracks
Preoccupied with his vengance
Cursing the dead that cant answer him back
You know that he has no intentions
Of looking your way, unless, its to say that he needs you
To test his inventions
Hey! Crawl out your window, emon dont say itll ruin you
Come on downt say hell haunt you
You can go back to him anytime you want to
He looks so truthful - is this how he feels?
Trying to peel the moon and expose it
With his business ander and his blood hounds that kneel
If he needs a third eye, he just grows it
He just needs you tot talk, or to hand him his chalk
Or pick it up after he throws it ...
Hey! Crawl out your window, emon dont say itll ruin you
Come on downt say hell haunt you
You can go back to him anytime you want to
Why does he look so righteous, while your face is so changed
Are you frightened of the box you keep him in
While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Their religion of little tin women
To back up their views, but your face is so bruised
Come out! The dark is beginning
Hey! Crawl out your window, emon dont say itll ruin you
Come on downt say hell haunt you
You can go back to him anytime you want to
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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that youre seein double
On a cold dark night on the Spanish Stairs
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Where Ive got me a date with Botticellis niece
She promised shed be right there with me
When I paint my masterpiece
Oh, the hours Ive spent inside the Colosseum
Dodging lions and wastin, wastin time
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle
I could hardly stand to see em
Well, it sure has been a long hard climb
Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday, life will be sweet like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
I left Rome, then I landed in Brussels
On a flight so bumpy that I almost cried
Clergymen in uniform, yes, and young girls pullin muscles
They cheered, happy when I got right
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday, everything gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece
Someday, everything gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece
When I paint my masterpiece
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Drive a mail train, baby, cant buy a thrill
Ive been up all night, baby, leanin on the window sill
If I die at the top of a hill
And if I dont make it, you know my baby will
Dont the moon look good comin up behind the trees?
Dont the brakeman look good flagging down the Double E?
Dont the sun look good goin down over the sea?
Dont my baby look fine when shes comin after me?
Now the wintertime is coming, my windows are filled with frost
Tried to tell somebody, but I could not get across
I just wanna be your lover, baby, I dont wanna be your boss
Said I didnt warn you when your train gets lost
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Always been in trouble
Nearly all of my life
Always been in trouble
Struggle, scorn and strife
Down on the bottom
Down to the last drop in the cup
Down on the bottom
With no place to go now but up
Go find me my bluebird
Flying so high up above
Go find me my bluebird
Find me somebody to love
Down on the bottom
Down to the last drop in the cup
Down on the bottom
No place to go now but up
Go find me my bluebird before it turns and disappears
See the sky is painted before it rains down like tears
The hour of eleven
The little finger of fate
Pointing to heaven before its too late
Down on the bottom
Down to the last drop in the cup
Down on the bottom
No place to go now but up
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My name, it aint nothin
My age, it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I was taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
The country was young
With God on its side
The Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War, too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I was made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side, on their side
On their side
The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you dont count the dead
When Gods on your side
The Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now, too
Have God on their side, on their side
God on their side
Ive learned to hate the Russians
All through my whole life
If another war comes
Its them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side
But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them, were forced to
Then fire, them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When Gods on your side
Through many a dark hour
Ive been thinkin about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
I cant think for you
Youll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side, on his side
God on his side
God on his side
So now as Im leavin
Im weary as hell
The confusion Im feelin
Aint no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
That if Gods on our side
Hell stop the next war
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Far between sundown’s finish an’ midnight’s broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts stuck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An’ for each an’ ev’ry underdog soldier in the night
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
In the city’s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin’ rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightening
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An’ the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
As we listened one last time an’ we watched with one last look
Spellbound an’ swallowed ‘til the tolling ended
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an’ forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing ...
Tolling for the deaf an’ blind, tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute …
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed ...
An’ for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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I have heard rumors all over town
They say that youre planning to put me down
All Id like you to do
Is tell me that it isnt true
They say that youve been seen with some other man
That hes tall, dark, and handsome, and youre holding his hand
Darling, Im a-countin on you
Tell me that it isnt true
To know that some other man
Is holding you tight
It hurts me all over
It doesnt seem right
All of these awful things that I have heard
I dont want to believe them, all I want is your word
So darlin you better come through
Tell me that it isnt true
All of these awful things that I have heard
I dont want to believe them, all I want is your word
So darlin Im countin on you
Tell me that it isnt true
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Psy szczekają gdzieś w oddali i dogasza z wolna dzień
Gdy powróci noc na fali to szczekanie urwie się
Ale mrok rozsadza głowę, bo tak jest, gdy zamkniesz drzwi
O poranek za daleko i o tysiąc mil... tysiąc mil
Na rozstajach jak na progu na me oczy pada cień
Gdy spoglądam na ten hotel, gdzie leżałaś obok mnie
Nasz pokoik w oczach mam i gapię się na szyld
O poranek za daleko i o tysiąc mil... tysiąc mil
To uczucie, tak bezsilne, nie przyniesie nam już nic
Kiedy wszystko, co pomyślę, równie dobrze powiesz ty
Każde z nas ma swoją rację i tak jest, gdy dwoje tkwi
O poranek za daleko i o tysiąc mil... tysiąc mil
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There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessmen they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody offered his word
Hey!
No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But, uh, but you and I, weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talkin falsely now
The hours getting late
Hey!
Hey!
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
Well, uh, outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
Hey!
All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower
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You must leave now
Take what you need you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep
You, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
And that’s no for
Crying like a fire in the sun
So, so look out, babe
The saints are comin’ through
Oba, was vorbei is, is vorbei, Baby Blue
The highway is for gamblers
You better use your sense
Take what ever you gathered
Take what ever you gathered from your coincidence
The empty-handed painter on the streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
Hey baby, this sky, too
Is folding over you, alright
Oba was vorbei is, is vorbei, Baby Blue
Und vergiss nicht deine High-Heels
Deine High-Heels
Deine heißen, roten Schuh’, Baby Blue
Leave your stepping stones behind
There’s something that calls for you
Forget the dead you’ve left
They will not follow you
Your lover who has just walked out the door
He’s taken all his blankets from the floor, Jesus
Look out, babe, the saints are coming through, listen!
Oba, was vorbei is, is vorbei, Baby Blue
Go, strike another match, go girl
Go start something new, start something new
Oba, was vorbei is, is vorbei, Baby Blue
Still lovin’, baby
Amoi gehts no!
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Heading down south to the land of the pines
Im thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And Im a-hoping for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south bound train
Hey mama rock me
Running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I aint turning back to living that old life no more
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south bound train
Hey mama rock me
Walking to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But hes a heading west from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I got to get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that shes the only one
And if I die in Raleigh at least I will die free
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey mama rock me
Oh rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south bound train
Hey hey mama rock me
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey hey mama rock me
Mama rock me
Mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south bound train
Hey hey mama rock me
You can rock me
Rock me
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They say evrything can be replaced
Yet ev’ry distance is not near
So I remember evry face
Of evry man who put me here
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
They say ev’ry man needs protection
They say evry man must fall
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Some place so high above this wall
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd
Is a man who swears hes not to blame
All day long I hear him shout so loud
Crying out that he was framed
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
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Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill?
Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt?
I’ve been burned before and I know the score
So you won’t hear me complain
Will I be able to count on you
Or is your love in vain?
Are you so fast that you cannot see that I must have solitude?
When I am in the darkness, why do you intrude?
Do you know my world, do you know my kind
Or must I explain?
Will you let me be myself
Or is your love in vain?
Well I’ve been to the mountain and I’ve been in the wind
I’ve been in and out of happiness
I have dined with kings, I’ve been offered wings
And I’ve never been too impressed
All right, I’ll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
If I’m a fool you can have the night, you can have the morning too
Can you cook and sew, make flowers grow
Do you understand my pain?
Are you willing to risk it all
Or is your love in vain?
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Well if youre traveling to the North Country Fair
Where the winds heavy on the borderline
Remember me to the one who lives there she once was a true love of mine
If you go to the snowflakes storm where the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see she has a coat so warm to keep her from the howling wind
Please see if her hair hangs long if it tose and flows all down her breast
Please see for me if her hairs hangin long thats the way I remember her best
If youre traveling...
She once was a true love of mine
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En Flamme stund ich leechterloh
Jed Fall hätt zojeschnapp
Wo ich jing
Hätt dä Teer jeschmoort
Jed Idee woor en Landkaat
Mir stonn ahm Abjrund, paßt bloß op!
Mann, kohm ich mir joot vüür
Dat woor, als ich noch vill älder woor
Ess vill passiert sickher
Met jedem blöde Vorurteil
Hann ich Jeck mich befaß
Ich hann jedaach en schwazz un wieß
All Zweschetön jehaß
Romantisch woor ich
Gnadenlos
Su wie ne Musketier
Dat woor, als ich noch vill älder woor
Ess vill passiert sickher
Ungerwääß su manch Jeseech
Dat dir en Schleimspur läht
Johreszahle, Politik, die immer bloß zo spät
Un Prädijer op Schritt un Tritt
Diesch nie wirklich kapiert
Dat woor, als ich noch vill älder woor
Ess vill passiert sickher
Ne selvsternannte Durchblicker
Hätt bierähnz, seriös, behauptet
Dat Erziehungsgleichheit all Probleme lööß
Gleichheit … wie off hann ich dat Woot
Vürm Spejel rezitiert?
Dat woor, als ich noch vill älder woor
Ess vill passiert sickher
Dat woor, als ich noch vill älder woor
Ess vill passiert sickher
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How many roads must a man walk down?
Before they call him a man
And how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
And how many times must the cannonballs be fly
Before they’re forever banned
The answer my friend is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
How many times must a man look up?
Before he can see the sky
Yes, how many ears must one man have?
Before he can hear people cry
And how many deaths will it take
Till he knows that too many people have died
The answer my friend is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea
Tell me how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head?
Pretending that he just, that he just doesn’t see
The answer my friend is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
The answer my friend is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
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Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red, white and blue shoestrings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light, he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway
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The man in me will do nearly any task
And as for compensation, there’s little he would ask
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me
Storm clouds are raging all around my door
I think to myself I might not take it anymore
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me
But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near
Sets my heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein’ seen
But that’s just because he doesn’t want to turn into some machine
Took a woman like you
To get through to thе man in me
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin through
And its all over now, Baby Blue
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And its all over now, Baby Blue
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
All your reindeer armies, are all going home
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And its all over now, Baby Blue
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead youve left, they will not follow you
The vagabond whos rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew
And its all over now, Baby Blue
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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didnt you
Yeah, people would call, say, Beware doll, youre
Bound to fall
You thought they were just kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
And now you dont walk so proud
Now you dont talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
Your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
You went to the finest schools all right
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get
Juiced in it
Nobody taught you how to
Live out on the street
But now you are going to have to get
Used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
That hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, Do you want to make a deal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
Yeah, the princess on the steeple
All the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they
Got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
But you should better take that diamond ring
You should better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Now go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
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When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you haven’t made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I’ve known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
I’d go hungry, I’d go black and blue
I’d go crawling down the avenue
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on the rollin’ sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain’t seen nothing like me yet
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn’t do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love
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Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
The flowers are dyin like all things do
Follow me close, Im going to Bally-na-Lee
Ill lose my mind if you dont come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes
Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
Ill drink to the truth and the things we said
Ill drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes
A red Cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me, whats next? What shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes
Im just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, the Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everythings flowing all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes
Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
Im a man of contradictions, Im a man of many moods
I contain multitudes
You greedy old wolf, Ill show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful parts
Ill sell you down the river, Ill put a price on your head
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
Ill keep the path open, the path in my mind
Ill see to it that theres no love left behind
Ill play Beethovens sonatas, Chopins preludes
I contain multitudes
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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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If not for you babe I couldnt even find the door
And I couldnt even see the floor
Id be sad and blue if not for you
If not for you all night youd see me wide awake
Lord that surely have to break
But it would not be new if not for you
If not for you my sky would fall and rain would gather too
Without your love Id be nowhere at all
Id be lost if not for you
If not for you winter would have no spring
I couldnt hear the robin sing
I just wouldnt have a clue if not for you
If not for you my sky would fall and rain would gather too
Without your love Id be nowhere at all
Id be lost if not for you
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Aint it just like the night to play tricks when youre tryin to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though were all doin our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But theres nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindmans bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if its him or them thats really insane
Louise, shes all right, shes just near
Shes delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johannas not here
The ghost of lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
Hes sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while Im in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, its so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, Jeez
I cant find my knees.
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess whos pretending to care for him
Sayin, Name me someone thats not a parasite and Ill go out and say a prayer for him.
But like Louise always says
Ya cant look at much, can ya man?
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes evrythings been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didnt you
Yeah, people would call, say, Beware doll, youre
Bound to fall
You thought they were just kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
And now you dont walk so proud
Now you dont talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
Your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
You went to the finest schools all right
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get
Juiced in it
Nobody taught you how to
Live out on the street
But now you are going to have to get
Used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
That hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, Do you want to make a deal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
Yeah, the princess on the steeple
All the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they
Got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
But you should better take that diamond ring
You should better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Now go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
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You must leave now
Take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, the saints are coming through
And its all over now, Baby Blue
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
The sky, too, is folding under you
And its all over now, Baby Blue
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
Your empty handed armies are going home
Your lover who just walked out the door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And its all over now, Baby Blue
Leave your stepping stones behind
Theres something that calls for you
Forget the dead youve left
They will not follow you
The vagabond whos rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew
And its all over now, Baby Blue
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Crash on the levee, mama, waters gonna overflow
Swamps gonna rise, no boats gonna row
Now, you can train on down to Williams Point
You can bust your feet, you can rock this joint
But oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
Now, dont you try an move me, youre just gonna lose
Theres a crash on the levee and, mama, youve been refused
Well, its sugar for sugar and salt for salt
If you go down in the flood, its gonna be your fault
Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
Well, that high tides risin, mama, dont you let me down
Pack up your suitcase, mama, dont you make a sound
Now, its king for king, queen for queen
Its gonna be the meanest flood that anybodys seen
Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Yes, youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
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Listen to me baby
There something you must see
I wanna be with you girl
If you wanna be with me
Im just a poor boy
Im looking to connect
But I dont need you thinking
That I havent got any respect
You got to go
Its alright
You got to go, go now
If you got to stay all night
Im not really wanting
Anything you never gave before
Its just that Ill be sleeping soon
But itll be too late to find the door
You got to go
Its alright
You got to go, go now
If you got to stay all night
Im not really wanting
Anything you never gave before
Its just that Ill be sleeping soon
But itll be too late to find the door
You got to go
Its alright
You got to go, go now
If you got to stay all night
You got to go
Its alright
You got to go, go now
If you got to stay all night
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Ich hann gewaad op dich, medden em Verkehrsstau
Ich hann gewaad op dich, obwohl ich woss:
Die kütt nit mieh! Ich hann gewaad op dich
Ich friere mir die Fööß blau
Kohm dir wohl jet dozwesche, irjendwie?!
Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?
Sechs wieße Pääde, met dänne du jedroht häss
Stonn hen minger Jummizell
Ich pack dat all nit mieh, denn wer jesetzlos lääve will
Dä bruche Röckraad. Hatts du nit zojestemp
Beim Stechwoot Anarchie?
Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?
Tja, jeder kann wie ich sinn, völlig klar
Doch wie du zo sinn ess komplizierter ... wunderbar
Hey, ich hann Fieber, mir jeht et ech zom Kozze
Un dä persische Besoffskis met vun dä Partie
Ich bringen met zo dir, doch ding Düür ess verschlosse
Wieso jiss du mir dinge Huhsdüürschlössel nie?
Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?
Tja, ich weiß och nit wiet passiert
Doch falls et dich noch intressiert:
Deit mer leid! Un wat soll ich do jrooß saare
Tlitt mer halt em Maare. Dat verjeht, ...Marie!?
Okay, ich woor em Knast
Ming Post hätt mir newese, dat mer Adresse
Nit ahn Schletzuhre verdeile soll
Un jetz stonn ich he, benn dinge Breef ahm lese:
Romeo en dä Ruin vun Julias Balkon
Wo besst du hück Naach, Marie?
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Try me
Try me, little girl
We could raise a family
Well they treat you like a dummy
Well they treat you like a slave
Nothin bout what you said, it’s all
What you gave
Try me
Try me
Try me, little girl
We could raise a family
Well, they treat so low
At the time Ill ring out of way
Oh,
Oh, well its three in the morning
I get no room
Based on cell she is sittin’ on room
Try me
Try me
Try me, little girl
We gonna raise a family
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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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I seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, “This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To new Jerusalem”
Well, I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I can tell you one thing
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Mmm, I heard that hoot owl singin
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Was his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing thе blues
Like Blind Willie McTеll
There’s a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He’s dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
Some of them died in the battle
Some of them survived as well
And I can tell you one thing
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
Hear that undertaker’s bell
But I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There’s a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He’s dressed up like a squire
Bootleg whiskey in his hand
There’s a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
God is in His heaven
And we all want what’s His
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I’m gazing out the window
Of that old St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
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Go ’way from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I’m not the one you want, babe
I’m not the one you need
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Never weak but always strong
To protect you an’ defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
I’m not the one you want, babe
I will only let you down
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you
Someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you an’ more
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
Go melt back into the night, babe
Everything inside is made of stone
There’s nothing in here moving
An’ anyway I’m not alone
You say you’re lookin for someone
Who’ll pick you up each time you fall
To gather flowers constantly
An’ to come each time you call
A lover for your life an’ nothing more
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
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Man thinks ’cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don’t change soon, he will
Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he’s bound to get ill
Then they bury him with stars
Sell his body like they do used cars
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there facin’ the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, he’s hell-bent for destruction, he’s afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies
But there’s a woman on my block
Sitting there in a cold chill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot
That might be all that you got
’Til your error you clearly learn
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he’s fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
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Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But I don’t sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee ’fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy he’s an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He’ll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee ’fore I go
To the valley below
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You’ve never learned to read or write
There’s no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee ’fore I go
To the valley below
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Dä Daach hück fällt en mir zesamme
Un die Naach fusch sich erinn
Dat jitt ald widder su ne Morje
Wo ich janz gemein en de Preise häng
Öm de Eck bellt sich ne Hung mööd
Jetz, wo et langsam düster weet
Obwohl dä längs verjessen hätt
Öm wat et eijendlich jeht
Dann dröck ich mich nur durch de Ecke
Un lauf erömm su wie Falschjeld
Weil dä Idiot en mingem Hingerkopp
Mir nur vun dir verzählt
Ich drieh mich erömm un ich sinn dat Bett
Wo do noch vüür kootem bei mir loochs
Obwohl he alles noch noh dir rüsch
Red ich mir enn, dat wöhr janit mieh wohr
Dich triff kein Schuld - nä - ich jläuv och mich nit
Mir zwei sinn einfach he ahm Eng
Wat bliet ess nur die Angs vüür Morje
Die einem janz jemein dä Odem wegnimmp
Dermaßen opjekratz un ratlos
Jeht et mir nit jraad furchtbar joot
Trotzdämm, wat ich noch saare wollt:
Et kohm bloß, wie et kumme moht
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Ring them bells ye heathens, from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuary, cross the valleys and streams
For they are deep and wide
And the world is on its side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride
Ring them bells Saint Peter, where the four winds blow
Ring them bells, with an iron hand, so people will know
Oh its rush hour now, on the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down, on the sacred cow
Ring them bells Saint Martha, for the poor mans son
Ring them bells so the whole world know that God is one
Oh the shepherd is asleep, where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled, with lost sheep
Ring them bells, for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, for all of us who are left
Ring them bells, for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells, for the time that flies
For the child that cries, when the innocence dies
Ring them bells for Saint Catherine, from the top of the room
Ring them bells from the fortress, for the lilies that bloom
Oh the line is long and the fighting is strong
And theyre breaking down the distance between right and wrong
Ring them bells, for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, for all of us who are left
Ring them bells, for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through
Yeah
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells
Yeah, Yeah
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring the bells Saint Peter,
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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 among them 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 among them do they think could 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 leave 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 leave 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 wouldnt 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 mothers 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 leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished youd accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of a 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 leave 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 cant help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, youre on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold
And your saintlike face and your ghost-like soul
Oh, who among them do you think 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 leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
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You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard
But you don’t understand
Just what you’ll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says
“It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, “How does it feel
To be such a freak?”
And you say, “Impossible”
As he hands you a bone
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
You’ve been with the professors
And they’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read
It’s well known
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, “Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word “NOW”
And you say, “For what reason?”
And he says, “How?”
And you say, “What does this mean?”
And he screams back, “You’re a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin’ around
You should be made
To wear earphones
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
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Close your eyes, close the door
You dont have to worry anymore
Ill be your baby tonight
Shut the light, shut the shade
You dont have to be afraid
Ill be your baby tonight
Well, that mockingbirds gonna sail away
Were gonna forget it
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
But were gonna let it
You wont regret it
Kick your shoes off, do not fear
Bring that bottle over here
Ill be your baby tonight
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How many roads
Must a man walk down
Before they call him a man ?
How many seas
Must a white dove sail
Before she can sleep in the sand ?
And how many times
Must the cannonballs fly
Before theyre ever banned ?
The answer, my friend
Is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind
How many years
Must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea ?
And how many years
Can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free ?
How many times
Can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesnt see ?
The answer, my friend
Is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind
How many times
Must a man look up
Before he can see the sky ?
How many ears
Must one man have
Before he can hear people cry ?
And how many deaths
Will it takes till he knows
That too many people have died ?
The answer, my friend
Is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind
The answer, my friend
Is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind
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My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Some speak of the future
My love she speaks softly
She knows there’s no success like failure
And that failure’s no success at all
The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge
The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers’ nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she’s like some raven
At my window with a broken wing
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