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Hey listen!, oh can’t you hear?
It’s a clash like iron, like a burning spear
My honky tonk blues.
Walking on the street
Walking on my knees
Screaming, ,,Honky Tonk!
And I don’t feel at all
I’ve got my sister’s flat.
Let’s try to do a big spree.
Let me live, don’t make me down
Make the party and breath on high
Hey move your body!
Walking on the street
Walking on my knees
Screaming “Honky Tonk”!
And I don’t feel at all
Big spree!
Big deal!
How do I feel? Well, I feel so alone
Like a sad armadillo across this desert I roam
I’ve been stripped down, bare, ’til I break
Still the wheel keeps turning
Had me a sweet one, I tell no lie
Summer nights in the cornfields
When the corn gets so high
We traveled clear across Wichita, headin’ north
Leavin’ civilization
And there were highways to get across
And places far from here
And I was his lonesome prairie
And he was my wild frontier
Harvested peaches in a small border town
Saved all our wages
Put ten percent down
I never thought I’d see the world through a child’s eyes
Until early December
Then one Calgary morning
Still as glass
While my baby lay sleeping, an angel slipped past
And with one breath said I’m taking him back
To his Father in Heaven
Through gravel and ice and new fallen snow
I held him through my tears
Because I was his lonesome prairie
And he was my wild frontier
Get along, get along, get along
Get along, get along, get along
Oh, oh, oh
Get along, get along, get along
Get along, get along, get along
Oh, oh, oh
And sometimes at night
I swear I can hear him
Calling out so clear
He says, “You were my lonesome prairie
And I’m still your wild frontier”
Get along, get along, get along
Get along, get along, get along
Oh, oh, oh
Get alogn, get along, get along
Get along, get along, get along
Oh, oh, oh
Babe, I miss you
All around the world, every boy and every girl, need the loving.
The humble and the great, even those we think we hate, need the
loving. Soldiers of the Queen, all the hard men that we’ve seen, need
the loving. Babies at the breast, those in power and those
suppressed, need the loving.
Let’s face it you just can’t hide, your first taste’ll send you
reeling, like a firework to which we’re tied, be prepared to go
through your ceiling now.
The loving’s coming, the loving’s more than just an ad man’s vision.
The loving’s strumming, on your heart strings, so loud that you can’t
help but listen.
Sailors on the seas, or the clergy on their knees, need the loving.
All the rich and poor, even those we fight at war, need the loving.
That thing that we need most of, that stuff we should try before
we’ve died. Everyone is begging to be loved, with a free gift, a
working heart inside.
The loving’s coming, the loving’s advertised in all the papers.
The loving’s humming, your favourite song, but for once it won’t annoy
the neighbours.
The loving, the loving.
All round the world, every boy and every girl, need the loving.
Cold-hearted or warm, every single person born, needs the loving. Way
out there in space, think we’ll find that alien race, needs the
loving. And just to end the list, everything that could exist, needs
the loving.
The loving’s coming!
Say what’s the matter, the matter with you
lost all direction, don’t know what to do
you’re in denial, well life is a trial, and you’re gonna lose
say what’s the matter, the matter with you
no inspiration, don’t know what to do
feel like defecting, well that was expected, can I go with you
where’s all the fun and games
wait a minute, this is no holiday
it’s no good, but what can I do
when you’re twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
leave me alone I’m trying to sleep
that’s when frustration is a bit more discreet
who said there’s places, who talked about greatness, can I go with you
where’s all the fun and games
wait a minute, this is no holiday
it’s no good, but what can I do
when you’re twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
this is no holiday
this is no holiday – no
this is no holiday – no
this is no holiday – yeah
where’s all the fun and games
wait a minute, this is no holiday
it’s no good, but what can I do
when you’re twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
it’s no good, it’s no good
it’s no good, it’s no good
it’s no good, but what can I do
when you’re twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I’m here to stay
Love can be so boring
Nothing’s quite the same now
I just say your name now
[Chorus]
But it’s not so bad
You’re only the best I ever had
You don’t want me back
You’re just the best I ever had
So you stole my world
Now I’m just a phony
Remembering the girl
Leaves me down and lonely
Send it in a letter
Make yourself feel better
[Chorus]
But it’s not so bad
You’re only the best I ever had
You don’t need me back
You’re just the best I ever had
And it may take some time to
Patch me up inside
But I can’t take it so I
Run away and hide
And I may find in time that
You were always right
You’re always right
So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I’m here to stay
Love can be so boring
What was it you wanted
Could it be I’m haunted
[Chorus]
But it’s not so bad
You’re only the best I ever had
I don’t want you back
You’re just the best I ever had
The best I ever had
The best I ever
I don’t want to be standoffish
But I ain’t gonna rot
In your office
Tried to adapt, now who’s fooling who?
Get more response,
Relate more in a zoo
Pulsatin’ veins, migraine
What a day
More ways to reach, without nothing to say
No need for the shanhara suit
This x-o manowar ain’t on the rescue
Planet ultra
One junkie said to the other junkiehead
” Did you get what I told you to get ? “
Showed the emergency-stash, and got upset
Just to see
Planet ultra
Wanted to see planet ultra
Planet ultra
Time running hours in seconds flat
Sip another sip of cheap beaujolais
Fungus with the faeces
Big thesis
Wanna go out with a bang
And tell jesus
All the others deserve the great nebula
This is planet
Planet ultra
If you can’t see it, you’re not supposed to see it
If you can’t hear it, you’re not supposed to hear it
(Door Cracks Open)
Hey wut dat is? You Hey you hear dat shit.
Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is
Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd’s?
YES, NO NO NO NO
So wut is that?
Saaalllsaaa Madenga
Fuckin Latin (Trick in the background)
Ohhh Madenngee
So no trick daddy?
No no trick daddy
Do you like trick daddy?
YES
So you not selling Trick Daddy?
No
Ok good good my friend good
(Trick and Frind leave and door closes)
FUCK TRICK DADDY I NEEDED MY MONEY
There’s a place I call Sleepy Hollow
Where I go when you’re not around
There’s a brook running clear in the meadow
I lose my blues in it’s sound
The wind and the trees from the hollow
Whisper secrets of life in my ear
When I lay down in their shadows
I dream that you’re still here
The bubbling babbling brook is your laughter
The wind blowing softly,your touch
I’ve found the one thing I’m after
Your love, your love means so much
Until you say that you love me
And make all my dreams come true
I’ll go down to my Sleepy Hollow
And dream my dreams of you
I’ll go down to my Sleepy Hollow
And dream my dreams of you
Lost it on the chesterfield
Or maybe on a gamblin wheel
Lost it in a diamond mine
It’s dark as hell and hard to find
You can climb to the top of the highest tree
You can look around, but you still won’t see
What I’m lookin for
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we’ve done
Where the good times gone?
Well I still don’t know
Out in the back in the old corn field
Underneath the tractor wheel
Thought I’d dig, til I’d found it first
Broke my back and died of thirst
You can bribe the devil, you can pray to God
You can sell off everything you got
And you still won’t know
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we’ve done
Where the good times gone?
And you still don’t know
Saw it on the silver screen
Preacher says, “don’t know what it means”
Last page ad in a comic book
Bought me a map, showed me where to look
It ain’t carved of stone or made of wood
And if you paid for it, then it’s still no good
And you still won’t know
What I’m looking for
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we’ve done
Where the good times gone?
I sent myself a dozen roses
Right before the office closes
Just to make my girlfriends green with envy
Ever since I lost you
All the crazy things I do
I didn’t even know I had it in me…oh but
Hey, it’s all right
It’s just another Saturday night
Got nobody…got no nothin’ to lose
I’m gonna get dressed up and go downtown
Spread a little misery around
Anything’s better than feelin’ the blues
Found a restaurant on my way
I told ‘em it was my birthday
Just to hear the waiters sing off-key
I’ve sprung a loose wire that’s a fact
Got a strange little monkey on my back
But I kinda like the company…and I guess
Hey, it’s all right
It’s just another Saturday night
Got nobody…got no nothin’ to lose
I’m gonna get dressed up and go downtown
Dance the little monkey around
Anything’s better than feelin’ the blues
Hey, it’s alright
It’s just another Saturday night
Got nobody…got no nothin’ to lose
I’m gonna get dressed up and go down town
Live it up and never live it down
Anything’s better than feelin’ the blues
Anything’s better than feelin’ the blues
