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What shall we say, shall we call it by a name? As well to count the angels dancing on a pin/Water bright as the sky from which it came/ And the name is on the earth that takes it in. We will not speak but stand inside the rain....
New York's alright,
New York's alright,
New York's alright,
if you like saxophones!
New York's alright if you wanna be pushed in front of the subway!
New York's alright if you like tuberculosis!
New York's alright if you like art and jazz!
New York's alright if you're a homosexual!
New york's alright,
New York's alright,
New York's alright,
if you like saxophones!
New York's alright if you like drunks in your doorway!
New York's alright if you wanna freeze to death!
New York's alright if you wanna get mugged or murdered!
New York's alright if you like saxophones!
New York's alright,
New York's alright,
New York's alright,
if you like saxophones!
You know I've been thru so many changes in my life girl
Aw I've been up real high where I thought I didn't need anybody
Aw and then again I've been down real low where
There was no one in my life who needed me
Aw and I found that material things I thought had so much value
Aw girl didn't really have any value at all
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came into my life
You made my jagged edges smooth
You made my direction so clear and you aw woman
You became my purpose my reason for livin' girl
You see you're my heart, you're soul
You're my stone inspiration
Baby oh that's why I'm standin' here singin'
And opening my arms to you
I wanna say child why don't you
Take my hand and we'll live in love forever
Yeah take my hand ooh, we'll be alone you and me yeah
She is frequently kind
And she’s suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She’s nobody’s fool
But she can’t be convicted
She’s earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she’s always a woman to me
I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew, and never wished for Turkey
As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward)
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia" is the place to be
I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
I like the theater, but never come late
I never bother, with people I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
I don't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
I'm broke, it's o'k
Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
I go to Coney, the beach is divine
I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
I follow Winchell, and read every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like a prizefight, that isn't a fake
I love the rowing, on Central Park lake
I go to Opera and stay wide awake
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the green grass under my shoes
What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
I'm alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up
Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old Tomb
On Grand Street
When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up
I am a patient boy
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
My time is water down a drain
Everybody's moving
Everybody's moving
Everything is moving,
Moving, moving, moving
Please don't leave me to remain
In the waiting room
I don't want the news
(I cannot use it)
I don't want the news
(I won't live by it)
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
(Tell me why)
Because they can't get up
(Ahhh... Come on and get up)
(Come on and get up)
But I won't sit idly by
(Ahhh...)
I'm planning a big surprise
I'm gonna fight
For what I want to be
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Inside the waiting room
I don't want the news
(I cannot use it)
I don't want the news
(I won't live by it)
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
(Tell me why)
Because they can't get up
(Ahhh... Come on and get up)
Up from the waiting room
Sitting in the waiting room
(Ahhh...)
Sitting in the waiting room
(Ahhh...)
Sitting in the waiting room
(Ahhh...)
Sitting in the waiting room
(Ahhh...)
Her name was Minerva Ouch
A cowpunchers dream come tra tra tra true
Her looks don't amount to much
Cuz one of her eyes ain't bla bla bla blue
Well her skin is like prarie dog leather
A nd all she can make is her chuck wagon stew
Oh, her name is Minerva Ouch
she's the Flower of Gower Gulch.
I'm free now to direct a movie
sing a song or write a book about yours truly
how I'm so interesting, how I'm so great
But I'm really just a fuckup and it's such a waste
to burn down these walls around me
flexing like a heartbeat
we don't like to speak
don't talk to me for about a week
I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain
there's something going on that makes my guts ache
I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret
I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk
I was honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
is ever cause you pain
And sometimes when you're on
You're really fucking on
And your friends they sing along
And they love you
But the lows are so extreme
That the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you'll fight and you'll make it through
You'll fake it if you have to
And you'll show up for work with a smile
And you'll be better
You'll be smarter
More grown up and a better daughter or son
And a real good friend
And you'll be awake
You'll be alert
You'll be positive though it hurts
And you'll laugh and embrace all of your friends
And you'll be a real good listener
You'll be honest
You'll be brave
You'll be handsome and you'll be beautiful
You'll be happy
Your ship may be coming in
You're weak but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below
Your ship may be coming in
You're weak but not giving in
And you'll fight it you'll go out fighting all of them
Says James "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do,
Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.
so I go back and forth forever
all my thoughts, they come in pairs
well I will I won’t I doubt I don’t
I’m not surprised
But I never feel quite prepared (woo!)
Now I’m hunched over a typewriter
I guess you’d call that paintin’ in a cave
And there’s a word I can’t remember
and a feeling I can not escape
And now my ashtray’s overflowin
I’m still starin at a clean white page
And morning’s at my window
and she is sending me to bed again
...
So I will find my fears and face them
Or I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead
I will fight like hell to hide that I’m giving up
(yeah, I got a million of 'em. pretty much all I do all day is listen to music and identify with the lyrics- I have like 5 more from that album alone)
Guess it was more my birth mother than me (I get us confused), but...
Quit school when she was seventeen
Senator on TV calls her welfare queen
Used to be daddy's little girl
Now she needs help in this mean ol world
Buys cassette tapes in the bargain bin
Loves Carlene Carter and Loretta Lynn
Tries to have fun on a Saturday night
Sunday mornin don't shine too bright
Its welfare music
Watch the baby dance
To the welfare music
Will she ever stand a chance
Takes two to make three
But one ain't here
Still chasin women and drinkin beer
Says nobody understands how he feels
But that don't pay them monthly bills
Angry fat man on the radio
Wants to keep his taxes way down low
Says there oughta be a law
Angriest man you ever saw
Welfare music
Watch the baby dance
To the welfare music
Will she ever stand a chance
Baby dance circles on the floor
Round and round just like before
Baby fall down
Baby get up
Baby needs a drink from a ? cup
Its welfare music
Watch the baby dance
To the welfare music
Will she ever stand a chance
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I'm gonna drink 'em up
And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill
Don't the sun look angry through the trees
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves
Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me
But except in dreams you're never really free
Don't the sun look angry at me
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel
He was drinking for diversion
He was thinking for himself
A little money riding on the Maple Leafs
Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves
She says let me sit down
You know, drinkin' alone's a shame
It's a shame it's a crying shame
Look at those jokers
Glued to that damn hockey game
Hey honey-you've got lots of cash
Bring us round a bottle
And we'll have some laughs
Gin's what I'm drinking
I was raised on robbery
I'm a pretty good cook
I'm sitting on my groceries
Come up to my kitchen
I'll show you my best recipe
I try and I try but I can't save a cent
I'm up after midnight cooking
Trying to make my rent
I'm rough but I'm pleasin'
I was raised on robbery
And:
I’m always running behind the time
Just like this train
Shaking into town
With the brakes complaining
I used to count lovers like railroad cars
I counted them on my side
Lately I don’t count on nothing
I just let things slide
The station master’s shuffling cards
Boxcars are banging in the yards
Jealous iovin’il make you crazy
If you can’t find your goodness
’cause you lost your heart
I went looking for a cause
Or a strong cat without claws
Or any reason to resume
And I found this empty seat
In this crowded waiting room
(everybody waiting)
Old man sleeping on his bags
Women with that teased up kind of hair
Kids with the jitters in their legs
And those wide, wide open stares
And the kids got cokes and chocolate bars
There’s a thin man smoking a fat cigar
Jealous lovin’li make you crazy
If you can’t find your goodness
’cause you’ve lost your heart
What are you going to do now
You’ve got no one
To give your love too...
Well I’ve got this berth and this roll down blind
I’ve got this fold up sink
And these rocks and these cactus going by
And a bottle of german wine to drink
Settle down into the clickety ciack
With the clouds and the stars to read
Dreaming of the pleasure I’m going to have
Watching your hairline recede
(my vain darling)
Watching your hair and clouds and stars
I’m rocking away in a sleeping car
This jealous lovin’s bound to make me
Crazy
I can’t find my goodness
I lost my heart
Oh sour grapes
Because I lost my heart
In the unemployment line
Sitting around the welfare office
Waiting for the food stamps to come in
Our eyes meet and we both know
Sitting on the sidewalk
Getting jacked up
Waiting to be booked and released
Our eyes meet and we both know
Everybody knows authority is just abuse anyway
Everybody knows it's just no use anyway
So kill your elected officers today
We will win
You got your eyes on me when I'm in your store
Cuz you know I've got to steal just to eat
But your boss don't pay you shit
You're one check away from
Being homeless just like me.
Lower class, middle class, no class we're all the same
We got all the bosses, we got landlords, we all play the slavery game
They've got the guns but we got the numbers.
When the people are one we will be unstoppable
Everybody knows employment is just abuse anyway
Everybody knows its just no use anyway
So Kill your boss today
We will win
At your eviction
Your landlord throws your shit out on the street
He's got help from his best friend, the pigs
There's really no way to explain it to your kids
Now we're in the soup line
Next door to the supermarket Mega-store
We know it's only a matter of time
Before we kick down the door and
Take away everything
And everybody knows wealth is abuse anyway everybody knows it's no use anyway
So kill your land lord today
We Will Win
I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said "You know, you always have the Lord by your side"
And I was so pleased to be informed of this
That I ran 20 red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord
And I had an arrangement to meet a girl and I was kind of late
And I thought by the time I got there she'd be off
She'd be off with the nearest truck driver she could find
Much to my surprise, there she was sitting in the corner
A little bleary, worse for wear and tear
Was a girl with far away eyes
or
A camera pans the cocktail hour
Behind a blind of potted palms
And finds a lady in a Paris dress
With runs in her nylons
You read those books where luxury
Comes as a guest to take a slave
Books where artists in noble poverty
Go like virgins to the grave
Don't you get sensitive on me
'Cause I know you're just too proud
You couldn't step outside the Boho dance now
Even if good fortune allowed
Or
all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
You laugh, he said you think you’re immune, go look at your eyes
They’re full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies, pretty lies
When you gonna realise they’re only pretty lies
Only pretty lies, just pretty lies
Pageant queens learned the rules
From old maids in beauty schools
Plastic crowns, poses,
And armfuls of roses
But other girls were born to stray
Alone down the midway
To the funhouses and cootchie shows with the roustabouts and the hobos...
and
I still believe there is no horizon,
Just endless clear rivers and deepest blue skies
And scouts that'll stand and fight with you whenever you need them
and
How the hell can a person
Go to work in the morning
And come home in the evening
And have nothing to say?
The end of paralysis, I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys it all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier
----------------
Well you can stick your nine to five livin'
And your collar and your tie
And stick your moral standards
'Cause it's all a dirty lie
You can stick your golden handshake
And you can stick your silly rules
And all the other shit
That they teach to kids in school
('Cause I ain't no fool)
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star.
Yes I are!
Well morning came and it dressed the sky
in a lovely, yellow gown.
Now they shops they are all opening
in that narrow hallway of downtown.
Filled with people who are shopping for
their lovers and their friends,
so they won't ever be lonely again.
Well a forest fenced
becomes backyards where songs are born from sound.
And an Apple fell
and it taught us all we are chained here to the ground.
So, here we go, but there ain't no escape.
These streets are just dead ends.
So I won't ever be happy again.
Now it seems that you too see a
painful blue when you stare into the sky.
You could never understand
the motions of a hand waving goodbye.
But as the story goes, or it is often told,
a new day will arise and
all the dance halls will be full
of skeletons that are coming back to life.
And on a grassy hill the
Lion will lay down with the Lamb
and I won't ever be lonely again.
But until that time I think I
had better find some disbelief to suspend,
because I don't want to feel like this again.
Pray God you can cope.
I stand outside this woman's work,
This woman's world.
Ooh, it's hard on the man,
Now his part is over.
Now starts the craft of the father.
(I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.)
I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking
Of all the things we should've said,
That we never said.
All the things we should've done,
That we never did.
All the things we should've given,
But we didn't.
Oh, darling, make it go,
Make it go away.
Give me these moments back.
Give them back to me.
Give me that little kiss.
Give me your hand.
(I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.)
I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking
Of all the things we should've said,
That were never said.
All the things we should've done,
That we never did.
All the things that you needed from me.
All the things that you wanted for me.
All the things that we should've given,
But we didn't.
Oh, darling, make it go away.
Just make it go away now.
Wish I was Ocean Size/
no one moves you man, no one tries....
or
Look for me another day
I feel like I could change
I feel like I could change...
Oh laughing man
what have you won?
don't tell me words
can not be dark...
I'm just a regular Joe, with a regular job
I'm your average white suburbanite slob
I like football and porno and books about war
I've got an average house with a nice hardwood floor.
My wife and my job, my kids and my car.
My feet on my table and a cuban cigar.
But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep a man like me interested
(oh no) no way (uh-uh)
No, I've gotta go out and have fun at someone else's expense
(oh yeah) Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane,
While people behind me are going insane.
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, such an asshole)
I use public toilets and piss on the seat,
I walk around in the summertime saying "How about this heat?"
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole (He's the world's biggest asshole)
Sometimes I park in handicapped spaces,
While handicapped people make handicapped faces.
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole (He's a real fucking asshole)
Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong
NAAAAH!
I'm an asshole (he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's the world's biggest asshole)
I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been 10 years
I'm still wondering who to be
But I'd love to mix in circles, cliques, and social coteries - that's me
Insomnia please release me,
And let me dream of making mad love to my girl on the heath,
Tearing off tights with my teeth.
But there's no release, no peace,
I toss and turn without cease.
Like a curse,
I open my eyes and rise like yeast.
So when it's black
This insomniac
Take an original tack
Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack.
I gets no sleep.
Now this may sound disgusting an’ like very gross
But it’s sure to have your trippin’
So y’all listen close
It’s not bright as the sun or sweet like sugar
But it’s rather on the bug tip and it’s called pickin’ boogers
Now what I’m emceein’ might not seem kosher to you
But it’s still somethin’ we all have to do
So go up your nose with a finger or two
And pull out one or a crusty crew
Yo, don’t try to front like it’s so gloomy and gray
’cause we all pick our boogers sometime every day
Whether out in the open or on a sneak tip
With a finger, tissue, or even a q-tip
Take it from the biz markie because I’m jokin’
And also, remember this slogan
Hey, ma, what’s for dinner?
Go up your nose and pick a winner
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers
Let me tell you what happened on the train, man
I was coolin’ one day with my partner kane
Headed up to the rooftop, ridin’ the d train
When the man sittin’ next to me was so profane
He’d stick his finger up his nose, then do a drain
(you should ’a moved)
I was just about, but all of a sudden, homeboy just pulled out
A big green slimey, not even gonna say it
But it weighed a good pound if you tried to weigh it
He sat there for a while with it in his hand
So I tried to play cool and like ignore the man
So I laid my head back to catch a quick nap
All of sudden, he plucked it dead in my lap
Now kane sat there laughing like it was all a joke
But a brother like biz markie had almost choked
So I dug up my nose and pulled out about 5
And plucked every last one of them dead in his eye
Then the man jumped up and said
"What's wrong with you?"
and wiped them off his face and said
"I can't mess with you"
Like if I did something that was so full of shame
But yo you got to know the name of the game
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers (Mmmm)
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Back in public school with my partner kane
When I was class clown and he was my brother
Sittin’ at the desk pluckin’ boogers at each other
Never do our work as we were suppose
’cause we was too busy diggin’ up our nose
and in the lunchroom we would talk about rude
gossip at the person that all leave his food
No matter who you are we didn't give a damn
We even put teachers down with the program
Well if you was a woman or if you're a man
We'd put boogers on our fingers then shake your hand
Catch anyone from anywhere, but the best fun about it
catchin’ kane out there
Especially when we playing ball at the gym
I put boogers on the basketball and pass it to him
Now we're grown up and think that's changed
But we're still playin’ the pick your boogers game
Just last night when kane was gettin’ ready
I slipped a little green one inside his spaghetti
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers
Pickin’ boogers
Let me tell you what happened to me with this girl
One night in Latin Quarters I was standin’ there easy
I saw a gorgeous young lady that I wanted to squeeze
I knew sure enough that I really did want it
so no half-steppin’ I pushed the bonnet
Well I'm a go-able and enough that was phat
Had a spotlight beamin’ on my bismal cap
But when she stepped in the light and she got real close
I saw a teeny weeny booger on the tip of her nose
She was dressed real dep and her body was hooked
But that brought-up booger just ruined the look
I wanted to tell her about it but I couldn't be bold
So I played it off and said "That's a cute green mole"
I was hopin’ from that she would wipe it away
But she didn't do nothin’ , I guess she wanted it to stay
I said "Before you get my number, I don't mean to diss you,
but write it in the handbook ’cause you're gonna need the tissue"
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