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Eight years of peace and prosperity. Scandal in the White House. An election is what we need. From coast-to-coast to Washington. . So America voted on a president. No one kept count. On how
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I read your letter, darlin'. Tears filled my eyes. All of the promises you made were nothing but lies. So I turned your photograph over face to the wall. And when I dim the lights in my room
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The townsfolk react coldly towards. Rhayader because of his odd appearance. But their fear is mixed with curiosity for he. has a noble bearing.
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. Like a jukebox playing the same dead record. Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring. I gotta feeling, this world is using me. This town honey is a dead town. Living in this town honey is a showdown
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. . Just let me wake up in the morning. To the smell of new mown hay. To laugh and cry, to live and die. In the brightness of my day. . I want to hear the pealing bells. Of distant churches sing. But
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All right. Rock and roll, yeah. . . At the end of a dream. If you know where I mean. When the mist just starts to clear. . . In a similar way. At the end of today. I can feel the sound of
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high?. Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high?. Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac
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'i lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging. Into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons
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It seems as though I've lived my life. On the bad side of the moon. To stir your dregs in sickness still. Without the rustic spoon. . Common people live with me. Where the light has never shone
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Song Forty Shades Of Green(Live At The Paramount Theatre, Nj/1990) - Johnny Cash. Green, green, forty shades of green. . I close my eyes and picture. The emerald of the sea. From the fishing
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavements always been beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live. . Are there
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back, The boys are back). . The boys are back in town again. Been hangin' down at Dino's. The boys are back in town again
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. . Chicago, Chicago. Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town. Chicago, Chicago. Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field. Come and walk with me along the lake. To the great holler and hoot, all
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, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of people, too. People who smile at you. . And each time I roam, Chicago is. Calling me home, Chicago is. Why I just grin like a clown. It's my kind
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, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of people, too. People who smile at you. . And each time I roam, Chicago is. Calling me home, Chicago is. Why I just grin like a clown. It's my kind
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, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of people, too. People who smile at you. . And each time I roam, Chicago is. Calling me home, Chicago is. Why I just grin like a clown. It's my kind
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I never wanted to do this job in the first place!. I. I wanted to be. . A lumberjack!. . (piano vamp). . Leaping from tree to tree! As they float down the mighty rivers of. British Columbia
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. Take all you need to live inside. . Deep in the woods the squirrels are out today. My wife cried when they came to take me away. But what more could I do just to keep her warm. Than burn burn burn
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yesterday down at the store. Well she's really going fine for eighty four. Well she asked me if sometime I'd fix her barn. Poor old girl she needs a hand to run the farm. . And it's good old country
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. I've sung with the best and I've had it all. I've gone from neighborhood saloons to Carnegie Hall. I've been down and out and I've been in demand. But I wouldn't have made it without them, here's to
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I'ma gonna live till I die. I'm gonna laugh 'stead of cry. I'm gonna take the town and turn it upside down. I'm gonna live, live, live till I die They gonna say, "What a gal". I'm gonna play for
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Song D-7(Live At The Bbc) - Nirvana. Straight as an arrow. Defect defect. Not straight, not so straight. Reject reject. Towards anti-social. Solo solo. Standing on the stairs. Cold, cold
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This is. What I wanna live for. This is. Where I wanna li-i-I've. To give my life to you. And to this feeling. That's alive today. And never let it go-o-o away-ay. No matter what this is
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have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live. . Are there lilac
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It's all around town. Here's ten cents for mistakes he's made. It's all word of mouth. Oh but they say that's the price you pay. When you're in with the wrong crowd. Oh look at the mess you've
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lonesome boxcar wheels. Turnin' down the tracks out of town. And it's on that lonesome railroad track. I'm gonna lay my burden down. . I was raised on a farm the first years of my life. Life was pretty
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the world they wrought. . Live for yourself -- there's no one else. More worth living for. Begging hands and bleeding hearts will. Only cry out for more. . Well, I know they've always told you
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You can live your life in a crowded city. You can walk along a crowded street. But the city really ain't no bigger than the friendly. People, friendly people that you meet. You might be a sweet
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they drop the atom bomb". . There's a girl at the back making eyes at me. And her hair long and black is a sight to see. But I get kind of scared when love's around. I just live for the groove 'til
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they drop the atom bomb". . There's a girl at the back making eyes at me. And her hair long and black is a sight to see. But I get kind of scared when love's around. I just live for the groove 'til
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country, live in the country I want the ducks and a lake and a family portrait. A pipe and a dog at my feet. I want a stall at the fete selling strawberry shortcake. And walls that are very discrete And
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town I live in, the street, the house, the room. The pavement of the city, or a garden all in bloom. The church, the school, the clubhouse, the millions lights I see. But especially the people
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. . There's this. Whispering of jokers. Doing "Flesh by the Pound". To a chorus of supporters. From the little town halls. There'll be twisted karaoke. At the Aniseed Lounge. And I'll bring you. Further
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down in New Orleans. And all the folks back home well, said I was a fool. They said oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule. . They said stay at home boy, you gotta tend the farm. Living in the
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Song Something In The Way(Live At The Bbc) - Nirvana. Underneath the bridge. The tarp has sprung a leak. And the animals I've trapped. Have all become my pets. And I'm living off of grass. And
