As you brush your shoes
And stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair
And grab your coat and hat
And you walk, wet streets
TRYIN' to remember
All the wild night breezes
In your mem'ry ever
And ev'rything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flyin', cryin'
Oooooooooooooo - wee
The wild night is calling, alright
Oooooooooooooo - wee
The wild night is calling.
And all the girls walk by
Dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boobie-woogie
On the corner of the street
And the people passin' by
Just stare in wild wonder
And inside the juke-box
Roars out just like thunder.
Ooooh - wee
The wild night is calling
The wild night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance...
GL
06.04.2005, 19:56
Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans
Checking out the movies and the magazines
Waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco Bar
I'm getting a pickup for my steel guitar
I saw you walking out Shaftesbury Avenue
Excuse me for talking I wanna marry you
This is the seventh heaven street to me
Don't be so proud
You're just another angel in the crowd
And I'm walking in he wild west end
Walking with your WILD best friend
And my conductress on the number nineteen
She was a honey
Pink toenails and hands all dirty with money
Greasy hair easy smile
Made me feel nineteen for a while
Amd wI went down to Chinatown
In the backroom it's a man's world
All the money go down
Duck inside the doorway gotta duck to eat
Right now feels alright now
You and me we can't beat
And a gogo dancing girl yes I saw her
The deejay he say here's Mandy for ya
I feel alright to see her
But she's paid to do that stuff
She's dancing high I move on by
The close ups can get rough
When you're walking in the wild west end
DIRE STRAITS
It's ALL RIGHT
Everything is fine
You live the perfect life
Never one immoral thought inside your mind
(The Devil You Know - Face To Face)
I want to tell you,
My head is filled with things to say,
When you’re here,
All those words they seem to slip away.
When I get near you,
The games begin to drag me down,
It’s alright,
I’ll make you maybe next time around.
But if I seem to act unkind,
It’s only me, it’s not my
mind,
That is confusing things.
I want to tell you,
I feel hung up and I don’t know why,
I don’t
mind, I could wait for ever,
I’ve got time.
Sometimes I wish I knew you well,
Then I could speak my
mind and tell you
Maybe you’d understand.
I want to tell you,
I feel hung up and I don’t know why,
I don’t
mind, I could wait for ever,
I’ve got time. I’ve got time.
Would you know my name
if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...
Would you hold my hand
if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven...
Time can bring you down,time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please
Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven...
Would you know my name
if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong here in heave
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
NEIL YOUNG -
Heart Of Gold
I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper tought the band to play.
They've been going in and out of style,
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band.
.
We're sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band,
We hope you will enjoy the show.
We're sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band,
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, sgt. Pepper's lonely,
Sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band.
It's wonderful to be here,
It's certainly a thrill,
You're such a lovely audience,
We'd like to take you home with us,
We'd love to take you home.
I don't really want to stop the show
But I thought that you might like to know
That the singers going to sing a song
And he wants you all to sing alone.
So let me introduce to you
The one and lonely Billy Shears
And sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band.
Frank Zappa - Joes Garage
Joe:
It wasnt very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said "fender champ"
And a second hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar
Larry:
We could jam in joes garage
His mama was screamin
His dad was mad
We was playin the same old song
In the afternoon n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, n easy too
So we wouldnt get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like...
Hey!
Down in joes garage
We didnt have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin over n over
Became a symphony
We would play it again n again n again
cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in joes garage
His mama was screamin,
"turn it down!"
We was playing the same old song
In the afternoon n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldnt get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin the band together
n we figured that we should
cause about this time we was gettin the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
Theyd all come over n dance around
Like...
Twenty teen-age girls dash
In and go stomp-clap,
Stomp-clap-clap...
So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
n we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits n beatle boots
n a sign on the back of the car
n we was ready to work in a go-go bar
One two three four
Lets see if you got some more!
People seemed to like our song
They got up n danced n made a lotta noise
An it wasnt fore very long
A guy from a company we cant name
Said we oughta take his pen
n sign on the line for a real good time
But he didnt tell us when
These "good times" would be somethin
That was really happenin
So the band broke up
An it looks like
We will never play again...
Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like...
Mrs. Borg:
Turn it down!
Turn it down!
I have children sleeping here...
Dont you boys know any nice songs?
Joe:
(speculating on the future)
Well the years was rollin by, yeah
Heavy metal n glitter rock
Had caught the public eye, yeah
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin high, yeah
n then they got that disco thing
n new wave came along
n all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in "joes garage"
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin to...
[ Το μήνυμα επεξεργάστηκε από: vouliakis on 10-04-2005 02:22 ]
Euxaristw gia thn 'pasa' kurie Vouliakh....Frank Zappa 'The muffin man':
The Muffin Man is seated at the table
In the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen . . .
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon
He gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants
And, brushing his scapular aside,
Proceeds to dump these inside of his shirt . . .
He turns to us and speaks:
"Some people like cupcakes better. I, for one,
Care LESS for them!"
Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged icing-anointment utensil,
He poots forth a quarter-ounce green rosetta
Near . . .
(Let's try that again . . . )
He poots forth a quarter-ounce green rosetta
Near the summit of a dense-but-radiant muffin of his own design
Later he says:
"Some people . . . some people like cupcakes exclusively,
While I myself say there is naught, nor ought there be,
Nothing so exalted on the face of God's grey earth
As that Prince of Foods . . . The Muffin!"
Girl, you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin
He hung around till you found
That he didn't know nuthin'
Girl, you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin'
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'
Girl, you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'
Girl, you'll be a woman soon
I love you so much, can't count all the ways
I'd die for you girl, and all they can say is
"He's not your kind"
They never get tired of puttin' me down
And I never know when I come around
What I'm gonna find
Don't let them make up your mind
Don't you know
Girl, you'll be a woman soon
Please come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon
Soon you'll need a man
come together
p.s. 2 λέξεις μόνο για να δυσκολεύουμε και λίγο τα πράγματα....
COME undone
come, as you are
With or without YOU
Μέσα στα απλά είν' τα ωραία...
[ Το μήνυμα επεξεργάστηκε από: Sofia on 10-04-2005 13:03 ]
We hate it when our friends become successful
(Λίγο μεγάλος ο τίτλος, ε??
)
Have a cigar - Pink Floyd
Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. you’re gonna go far, fly high,
You’re never gonna die, you’re gonna make it if you try;they’re gonna love you.
Well I’ve always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely.
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think. oh by the way,
Which one’s pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it riding the
Gravy train.
We’re just knocked out. we heard about the sell out. you gotta get an
Album out,
You owe it to the people. we’re so happy we can hardly count.
Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart?
It’s a helluva start, it could be made into a monster if we all pull together
As a team.
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it riding the
Gravy train.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
