Friday, August 26, 2016

Hymn by Diane Coffee

Play, play me a tune
One that you wrote
With your friend
About the moon
See I, I'd like to hear
I think you're dear
Because you see
You're good to me

 And I give you my word
Though it's certainly one that you've heard
See I think that you're cool
Yeah I'd write a song with you
Seems like a thing I would do

 So come on, walk to your house
You put a record on
I don't know
What a show

I just couldn't take it
I need your arms around me babe
Oh please stay

 I give you my word
Though it's certainly one that you've heard
I think that you're cool
Oh yeah, I'd catch a cold with you
It just seems like the right thing to do
Lord knows I can't drink all this soup by myself

 You can push me against the wall
I'll treat you anyway that you want
Won't tell nobody nothing at all
Little girl you know I'm coming for you
U-U-Use me up until you're through
I know
And I'm giving up a go for you
I'm giving up a go for you
Oh I'm giving up a go for you
I'm giving up a go for you
Oh I'm giving up a go for you

UH... DUDE... NOT TO BRING YOU DOWN OR NOTHIN'... BUT THAT LOOK HAS BEEN DONE BEFORE, AND WITH MUCH MORE FINESS, BY ANOTHER DUDE. NAME OF DAVID BOWIE.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Ahead by a Century by The Tragicallly Hip

First thing we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talk
Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts
With illusions of someday casting a golden light
No dress rehearsal, this is our life

And that's where the hornet stung me
And I had a feverish dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out

You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century

Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began
I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand
Rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night
No dress rehearsal, this is our life

But that's when the hornet stung me
And I had a serious dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out

You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century

You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century

And disappointing you is getting me down

I LIVE IN EXACTLY THE TIME AND PLACE I WAS MEANT TO BE... I KNOW BECAUSE HERE I AM... NO MYSTERY HERE

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Bon Voyage Mon Cheri by Gregory Page

And I watched the rain fall
On Paris rooftops
And I watched the doves and pigeons fly
And I hear laughter
From a balcony below me
Above a beautiful gray sky
Motor scooters chase
All the cars that race
As lights turn from red to green
At twilight, it is the time
Out of fashion is a crime
The most beautiful women I've ever seen
Is this the place for me?
Far across the deep blue sea
Bon voyage mon cheri
(Violin plays) or (accordeon)
Paris by night
Was love at first sight
The Eiffel tower's all a glow
And music fills the air
Poets paint words to share
Soon it will be time to go
Is this the place for me?
Far across the Atlantic sea
Bon voyage mon cheri

NEVER BEEN TO PARIS... LOOKS LIKE I NEVER WILL... BUT IVE BEEN TO THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER

Friday, August 12, 2016

It's Still Rock and Roll to Me by Billy Joel

What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing?
"Can't you tell that your tie's too wide?"
Maybe I should buy some old tab collars?
"Welcome back to the age of jive.
Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey?
You can't dress trashy till you spend a lot of money."
Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me

What's the matter with the car I'm driving?
"Can't you tell that it's out of style?"
Should I get a set of white wall tires?
"Are you gonna cruise the miracle mile?
Nowadays you can't be too sentimental
Your best bet's a true baby blue Continental."
Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk
It's still rock and roll to me

Oh, it doesn't matter what they say in the papers
'Cause it's always been the same old scene.
There's a new band in town
But you can't get the sound from a story in a magazine...
Aimed at your average teen

How about a pair of pink sidewinders
And a bright orange pair of pants?
"You could really be a Beau Brummel baby
If you just give it half a chance.
Don't waste your money on a new set of speakers,
You get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers."
Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock and roll to me

What's the matter with the crowd I'm seeing?
"Don't you know that they're out of touch?"
Should I try to be a straight 'A' student?
"If you are then you think too much.
Don't you know about the new fashion honey?
All you need are looks and a whole lotta money."
It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock and roll to me

Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me

DOES ROCK AND ROLL STILL EXIST? IF IT DOES I HAVENT HEARD ANY IN A WHILE

Sunday, August 07, 2016

Brazil by Pink Martini

Brazil, when stars were entertaining June,
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured someday soon...
We kissed and clung together

Then - tomorrow was another day
The morning found us miles away
With still a million things to say.
And now, when twilight dims the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of...
Return, I will, to old Brazil.

Brazil, when stars were entertaining June,
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured someday soon...
We kissed and clung together

Then - tomorrow was another day
The morning found us miles away
With still a million things to say.
And now when twilight dims the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love there's one thing
I'm certain of... Return, I will, to old Brazil.

U-S-A... U-S-A!... U-S-A!... U-S-A!

Thursday, August 04, 2016

Madman by Sean Rowe

You can call me a madman but I'm spoken for
You can take my possessions, leaves me an open door

And the city has a way to make you forget
About half the stuff you love and things you don’t know yet
About the space that’s left where nobody talks
About the quiet on the path where nobody walks

When the road takes me to the other side of the world
Let a walnut tree replace me, give my body back to the birds

You can call me a madman, but I'm spoken for
Should I blame my profession or should I bless the war

And the city has a way to make you forget
About half the stuff you love and things you don't know yet
About the space that's left when nobody talks
About the quiet on the path where nobody walks

When the road takes me to the other side of the world
‘til the end decides to break me, I will put my hand on the word

I DIG THE BEARD... SOME OF MY CLIENTS HAVE BIG BUSHY BEARDS... WHEN I FIRST STARTED I WONDERED WHY THE HELL... NOW I KNOW WHY... AND IM TEMPTED TO DO THE SAME... TO DISSAPPEAR BEHIND A SHIELD OF HAIR... PRETTY SOON MOST PEOPLE WONT EVEN KNOW YOU ARE THERE...


Monday, August 01, 2016

Heart It Races by Dr. Dog

And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces
Heart it races
And we go back to where we moved out, to the places
Heart it races

I bought it in a can, stirred it with my fingers, singing
Oom dada oom dadadada
Threw it out the window

Lately you been tan, suspicious for the winter, thinking
Oom dada oom dadada
Life's like little splinters
Life's like little splinters

And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces.
Heart it races
And we go back to where we moved out, to the places
Heart it races

I sold it to a man, and threw him out that window
He went, oom dada oom dadada
Made his wife a widow

Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone
Heart it races alone

GOOD FOR CARDIO HEALTH