EPITAPH
 

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.

King Crimson - lyrics by Pete Sinfield

Big Boys
 

Big Boys

I am starting to function
in the usual way
everything is so provocative
very, very temporary
I shall walk
out of this place
I shall walk out on you
'cause you consider if she's really trying so hard
to be like the big boys

so you take her to the pictures
trying to become a fixture
inch by inch trying to reach her
all the way through the second feature
worrying about your physical fitness
tell me how you've got the sickness

I was caught in the suction
by a face like a trunction
I was down upon one knee
stroking her vanity
I was stuck on her hammerhead
I came alive and left for dead
as my face returned to red
choking on my pride and pity

we can talk
until your face is blue
we can talk, but she'll get to you
after you've been loved and hated
by the ones who watched and waited
found that they were overrated
she'll be the one (when the party's over)
she'll be the one (when the girls have gone home)
she'll be the one (that you'll wish you'd held on to)
she'll be the one (but it's too late for you too)
she'll be the one (who knows all your history)
she'll be the one (so you can cross her off your list)
and you try so hard
and you try so hard
and you try so hard
to be like the big boys

Elvis Costello

I Like It, I Love It
Tim McGraw

Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair
I throwed out my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear
She's got me saying sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear
I ain't seen the Braves play a game all year
I'm gonna get fired if I don't get some sleep
My long lost buddies say I'm gettin' in too deep

But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it
I try so hard
I can't rise about it
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin'
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it

My mama and daddy tried to teach me courtesy
But it never sank in 'til that girl got a hold of me
Now I'm holding umbrellas and openin' up doors
I'm taking out the trash and I'm sweepin' my floors
I'm Crossin' my fingers
And countin' every kiss
Prayin' that it keeps goin' on like this

'Cause I like it, I love it, I want some more of it
I try so hard
I can't rise about it
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin'
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it

Got to wash my truck
And dress up
To pick her up to watch TV
And she sits down on the sofa
She'll move a little closer
She can't get enough of me

Yeah, and I like it, I love it, I want some more of it
I try so hard
I can't rise above it
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin'
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it

Didja' Ever
Elvis Presley

Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
When nothin' is right from mornin' till night
Didja' ever get one of them days
Didja' ever get one of them days

Ya get up in the morning and turn the shower on
You're gettin' pneumonia, the hot water is gone
Freezin' sneezin'
You wanna dry your back, a well
Didja' ever get one of them days
When there's no towel on the rack

Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them girls, boys
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Who's awful nice
But cold as ice
Didja' ever get one of them girls, yeah
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Yeah! Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
You're at a drive-in movie
With a cute brunette
A countin' on the kisses that you figure to get
Closer, closer, then she hollers ho!
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Who just wants to watch the show
Show, show, show, show, show, show, show, show

Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
When nothin' is right
From mornin' to night
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
You're on a Sunday picnic
And then it starts to pour
You run through poison ivy, scratch until you're sore
Ants come dancin', carry off the bread
Didja' ever get one of them days
When you should a-stayed in bed

Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them

Are You In It For Love
Ricky Martin

Are you in it for love
Are you in it for money
If I lost everything would you be there in the morning

Ay mama, you're my sweet mamacita
You've gonne to my head, like too many margaritas
You say that you sing, that you're some kind of dancer
But the stars in your eyes, never reveal the answer
One fine day, you'll be walking out that door
I hope you find, just what you're looking for

Chorus
Are you in it for love
Are you in it for money
If I lost everything would you be there in the morning
Are you in it for kicks
Private jets and Armani
When the ride's over, would you even bother to call me

Ay mama, you're my sweet senorita
But if I should fall in love, will of your sweetness turn bitter
You swear that you'll stay, that you love me forever
But that's what you'll say to the next fool who's handsome or clever
One fine day, when your name is up in light
You will know what I am asking you tonight

Chorus

Are you in it for money cause to much is never enough
Are you in it for you, Are you in it for me
Are you in it for love.

Are you in it for you, Are you in it for me

Chorus (Various times)

Ben
Michael Jackson

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me
(You've got a friend in me)

Ben, you're always running here and there
(Here and there)
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
(Anywhere)
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go
(You've got a place to go)

I used to say, "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
(I used to say, "I" and "me")
(Now it's "us", now it's "we")

Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(A friend)
Like Ben
(Like Ben)
Like Ben

The Way You Make Me Feel
Michael Jackson

Hee - hee!
Ooh!
Go on girl!
Aaow!

Hey pretty baby with the
High heels on
You give me fever
Like I've never, ever known
You're just a product of loveliness
I like the groove of your walk,
Your talk, your dress
I feel your fever
From miles around
I'll pick you up in my car
And we'll paint the town
Just kiss me baby
And tell me twice
That you're the one for me

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

I like the feelin' you're givin' me
Just hold me baby and I'm in ecstasy
Oh I'll be workin' from nine to five
To buy you things to keep
You by my side
I never felt so in love before
Just promise baby, you'll
Love me forevermore
I swear I'm keepin' you satisfied
'Cause you're the one for me
The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
Now baby - hee!
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone -
A - acha - acha
(My lonely days are gone)
Acha - ooh!

Go on girl!
Go on! Hee! Hee! Aaow!
Go on girl!

I never felt so in love before
Promise baby, you'll love me forevermore
I swear I'm keepin' you satisfied
'Cause you're the one for me...

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
Now baby - hee!
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
Now baby - hee!
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

Ain't nobody's business,
Ain't nobody's business
(The way you make me feel)
Ain't nobody's business,
Ain't nobody's business but
Mine and my baby
(You really turn me on)
Hee hee!
(You knock me off of my feet)
Hee hee! Ooh!
(My lonely days are gone)

Give it to me - give me some time
(The way you make me feel)
Come on be my girl - I wanna
Be with mine
(You really turn me on)
Ain't nobody's business -
(You knock me

this is on the radio right now:D:D:p

Cake
The Distance

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags go up.
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn.
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down.
The fans get up and they get out of town.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns.
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone
In her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse,
He's going the distance.

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine,
He's haunted by something he cannot define.
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force.
In his mind, he's still driving,still making the grade.
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade.
Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns.
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

Cause he's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone
In her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
He's going the distance.

If you wait for me then I'll come for you
Although I've traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, If you miss me once in awhile
Then I'll return to you
I'll return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place that's warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
I've longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
I've longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
Please say you'll be waiting

Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise If it's one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say you'll hold
A place for me in your heart.



The Promise~Tracey Chapman

hitting the oldies now.......


Kansas~ Carry On My Wayward Son

{Refrain}
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

{Refrain}

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

{Refrain}
No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)

I want Candy ~ Bow Wow Wow

I know a guy who's tough but sweet,
he's so fine, he can't be beat
He's got everything that I desire,
sets the summer sun on fire
I want candy,
I want candy
Go to see him when the sun goes down,
ain't no finer boy in town
You're my guy,
you walked up to water,
so sweet,
you make my mouth water
I want candy,
I want candy - yeah
Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like candy when it's wet dance weather
Some day soon I'll make you mine,
then I'll have candy all the time
I want candy,
I want candy
I want candy,
I want candy
Hey,
hey,
hey,
hey,
hey!

Damn a dark song popped in my wee little head ............
Head Like a Hole (soil) ~ Nine Inch Nails

bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
god money i'll do anything for you.
god money just tell me what you want me to.
god money nail me up against the wall.
god money don't want everything he wants it all.
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
god money's not looking for the cure.
god money's not concerned with the sick among the pure.
god money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
god money's not one to choose
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
you know who you are.

I dig my toes into the sand.
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket.
I lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy.

[Chorus:]
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here.

I lay my head onto the sand.
The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it.
I'm counting ufo's.
I signal them with my lighter
and in this moment i am happy, happy.

[Chorus]

The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in.
Maybe I should hold with care,but my hands are busy in the air.

Wish You Were Here~Incubus

Alice In Chains
Love, Hate, Love

I tried to love you I thought I could
I tried to own you I thought I would
I want to peel the skin from your face
Before the real you lays to waste

You told me I'm the only one
Sweet little angel you should have run
Lying, crying, dying to leave
Innocence creates my hell

Cheating myself still you know more
It would be so easy with a whore
Try to understand me little girl
My twisted passion to be your world

Lost inside my sick head
I live for you but I'm not alive
Take my hand before I kill
Still love you, I still burn

Love, hate, love