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Terminal Eyes

Al Stewart

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[FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]Cut glass porcupine sailing on the Serpentine
Fingers on the skyline pulling down the black blinds
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rivulet of dark wine moving in a straight line
Sumdging out the stop signs, running down the life lines
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Tarot cards revealing, a solitary feeling
Terminal eyes, but I think it's alright
Silver studded jet plane screaming through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, wrappers of your tired brain
Terminal eyes - put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Hands of the windmill moving to a standstill
Rain on the windowsill, ashes on the phone bill
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rain drop fire flies sparkle on the shop blinds
Echoes of the summertime flicker in the street-signs
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Eyes that look unseeing, hands that look unfeeling
Terminal eyes, I think it's alright
Silver-studded sea plane breaking through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, enveloping your tired brain
Terminal eyes, put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise[/FONT]
 
MAN IN THE CORNER SHOP (The Jam)
Music and Lyrics by Paul Weller


Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop
Serves his last then he says goodbye to him
He knows it is a hard life
But its nice to be your own boss really

Walks off home does the last customer
He is jealous of the man in the corner shop
He is sick of working at the factory
Says it must be nice to be your own boss (really)

Sells cigars to the boss from the factory
He is jealous is the man in the corner shop
He is sick of struggling so hard
Says it might be nice to own a factory

Go to church do the people from the area
All shapes and classes sit and pray together
For here they are all one
For God created all men equal
 
Always and Forever
by Heatwave

Always and forever
Each moment with you
It's just like a dream to me
That somehow came true

And I know tomorrow
Will still be the same
'Cause we've got a life of love
That won't ever change it

Everyday love me your own special way,
Melt all my heart away with a smile
Take time to tell me you really care
And we'll share tomorrow together

(Always forever love you)
I'll always love you forever
(Always forever love you)
Forever…

There'll always be sunshine
When I look at you
Something I can't explain
Just the things that you do

And if you get lonely
Phone me and take
A second to give to me,
That magic you making

Everyday love me your own special way,
Melt all my heart away with a smile
Take time to tell me you really care
And we'll share tomorrow together

(Always forever love you)
I'll always love you ever…
Ever loving you…

Forever love you, love you

Forever… Ever…
(Always forever love you)
You… Forever…
 
WHEN YOU'RE YOUNG (The Jam)
Music and Lyrics by Paul Weller


Life is timeless, days are long when you're young
You used to fall in love with everyone
Any guitar and any bass drum
Life is a drink and you get drunk when you're young
Life is new and there's things to be done
You can't wait to be grown up
Acceptance into the capital world
You pull on some weed, then you pull on someone when you're young

But you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to comprehend
Why you set up your dreams to have them smashed in the end

But you don't mind you've got time on your side
And they're never gonna make you stand in line
You're just waiting for the right time

You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young
You swear you're never ever gonna work for someone
No corporations for the new age sons
Tears of rage roll down your face
But still you say "it's fun"

And you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam

It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with the use of a dice and a board
They let you think you're king but you're really a pawn

You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young
You used to fall in love with everyone
Any guitar and any bass drum



(Yes, I'm uploading my beloved Direction, Reaction, Creation boxset.)
 
Supernova (Liz Phair)
Music and Lyrics by Liz Phair

I have looked all over the place,
But you have got my favorite face.
Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass
and your lips are sweet and slippery
Like a cherub's bare wet ass ...

'Cause you're a human supernova,
A solar superman.
You're an angel with wings of fire,
A flying, giant friction blast.

You walk in clouds of glitter
and the sun reflects your eyes.
And every time the wind blows,
I can smell you in the sky.
Your kisses are as wicked as an F-16
And you fuck like a volcano
and you're everything to me...

'Cause you're a human supernova,
A solar superman
You're an angel with wings of fire,
A flying, giant friction blast
You're a giant, flying friction blast

'Cause you're a human supernova,
A solar superman,
You're an angel with wings of fire,
A flying, giant friction blast ...


Oh, Lizzie, you are so hot with your Fender Mustang:

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Give My Regards To Broadway
by: George M. Cohan

At a port in France one morning,
Waiting for my ship to sail,
Yankee soldiers on a furlough
Came to get the latest mail;
I told them I was on my way
To old Manhattan Isle;
They all gathered about,
As the vessel pulled out,
And said, with a smile:

Give my regards to Broadway,
Remember me to Herald Square,
Tell all the gang at Forty-Second Street,
That I will soon be there;
Whisper of how I'm yearning
To mingle with the old time throng,
Give my regards to old Broadway,
And say that I'll be there e'er long.

Say hello to dear old Coney Isle,
If there you chance to be,
When you're at the Waldorf have a smile,
And charge it up to me;
Mention my name ev'ry place you go,
As 'round the town you roam;
Wish you'd call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home:

Give my regards to Broadway,
Remember me to Herald Square,
Tell all the gang at Forty-Second Street,
That I will soon be there;
Whisper of how I'm yearning
To mingle with the old time throng,
Give my regards to old Broadway,
And say that I'll be there e'er long.

Sigh....

missmanners is a goddess!
 
Brand New Start
by: Paul Weller

I'm gonna clear out my head
I'm gonna get myself straight
I know it's never too late
To make a brand new start

I'm gonna kick down the door
I'm gonna get myself in
I'm gonna fix up the yard
And not fall back again

I'm gonna clean up my earth
And build a heaven on the ground
Not something distant or unfound
But something real to me
But something real to me

All that I can I can be
All that I am I can see
All that is mine is in my hands
So to myself I call

There's somewhere else I should be
There's someone else I can see
There's something more I can find
It's only up to me

I'm gonna clean up my earth
And build a heaven ON the ground
Not something distant on a cloud
But something real to me
But something real to me

I'm gonna clear out my head
I'm gonna get myself straight
I know it's never too late
To make a brand new start
To make a brand new start
To make a brand new start
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Recommended by a very dear, very insightful friend... ;)
 
Sweet Transvestite
from: Rocky Horror Picture Show
sung by: Tim Curry

Frank:
How d'you do, I
See you've met my
Faithful handyman.
He's just a little brought down
Because when you knocked
He thought you were the candy man.
Don't get strung up by the way I look.
Don't judge a book by its cover.
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover.

I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.

Let me show you around
Maybe play you a sound.
You look like you're both pretty groovy.
Or if you want something visual
That's not too abysmal,
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie.

Brad:
I'm glad we caught you at home,
Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry.

Janet:
Right.

Brad:
We'll just say where we are,
Then go back to the car.
We don't want to be any worry.

Frank:
Well you got caught with a flat, well, how `bout that?
Well, babies, don't you panic.
By the light of the night it'll all seem alright.
I'll get you a satanic mechanic.
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.
Why don't you stay for the night?

Riff Raff: Night!!

Or maybe a bite?

Columbia: Bite!!

I could show you my favourite obsession.
I've been making a man
With blond hair and a tan
And he's good for relieving my... ...tension
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha,
HEY, HEY!

I'm just a sweet transvestite. (Sweet transvestite)
From Transexual, Transylvania.

So - come up to the lab,
And see what's on the slab.
I see you shiver with antici - (4 seconds) - pation.
But maybe the rain
Isn't really to blame.
So I'll remove the cause. (chuckles)
But not the symptom.
 
I Am Your Child
by: Barry Manilow

I am your child.
Wherever you go, you take me, too.
Whatever I know, I learn from you.
Whatever I do, you taught me to do.
I am your child.
And I am your chance.

Whatever will come, will come from me.
Tomorrow is won, by winning me.
Whatever I am, you taught me to be.
I am your hope,
I am your chance,
I am your child.

Whatever I am, you taught me to be.
I am your hope,
I am your chance,
I am your child.
 
A SAILOR COURTED - trad. arrangement by Figgy Duff

A sailor courted a farmer's daughter,
He lived convenient to the Isle of Man,
But mark, good people, what followed after,
A long time courting but little won.
A long time courting, and yet discoursing
Of things concerning the ocean wide,
He says, "My dearest, at our next meeting
If you'll consent I'll make you my bride."

"Oh, sailors' promises are soon forgotten,
They sail to many and foreign parts,
The more we love them the worse we're slighted,
And leave us behind with broken hearts."
"Oh no, my dear, that is not my fancy,
I never intend to leave you so,
Just one more trip across the ocean
So now, my dear, I must go."

The news was carried unto his mother
Before he put his foot on board,
She says, "My son, if this be your proceeding
Not a penny portion will I afford.
Not a penny portion bound across the ocean,"
His mother quite distracted run,
Saying, "My son, forsake her; your bride not make her
Or I'll disown you to be my son."

"O mother dear, don't get in a passion,
I'm sorry you have spoke so late,
Don't you remember in your first proceeding
My father married you, a servant maid!
So don't dispraise her, I mean to raise her,
Just as my father by you have done.
My bride I'll make her, to the seas I'll take her,
My scalding mother may hold her tongue.

"Money or not she is my lot,
She has my heart and affection still,
My bride I'll make her, to the seas I'll take her,
My scolding mother may say what she will."
 
STARSHINE
Oliver

Good morning starshine
The earth says "Hello"
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy la la la lo lo
Sabba Sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla nooby abba nabba
Early morning singing song

Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy la la la lo lo
Sabba Sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla nooby abba nabba
Early morning singing song
Singing a song, humming a song
Singing a song loving a song
Laughing a song
Sing the son, sing the song
Song the sing
Song, song, song, sing
Sing, sing, sing, song
 
for Byron.

Mathew Good Band “ Weapon”


Here by my side; an angel,
Here by my side; the devil.
Never turn your back on me,
Never turn your back on me, again.
Here by my side, it’s heaven.
Here by my side, you are, destruction.
Here by my side, a new color to paint the world
Never turn your back on it,
Never turn your back on it, again.
Here by my side, its heaven.
Be careful,
Be careful,
Be careful,
Be careful.
This is where the world drops off,
This is where the world drops off.
Be careful,
Be careful.
And you breathe in,
And you breathe out, for it.
Ain’t it so weird,
How it makes you a weapon.
And you give in,
And you give out, for it.
Ain’t it so weird,
How it makes you a weapon.
Never turn your back on it,
Never turn your back on it,
Again...
Be careful,
Be careful.
Here by my side, its heaven,
Here by my side, its heaven.
Here by my side...
 
Why Can't A Man Stand Alone?
by Elvis Costello

Why can't a man stand alone?
Must he be burdened by all that he's taught to consider his own?
His skin and his station, his kin and his crown, his flag and his nation
They just weigh him down
You know pride is a sin that we tend to forgive
But it gets hard to live
When you don't have the love in her heart to begin with
Why can't a man stand alone?

Why can't a woman be just what she seems?
Must she be tarnished by men who can only be men in their dreams?
When beauty meets ignorance they shout in the street
Repeating their offer to each girl they meet
The respect that she needs, it isn't a gift
But it gets hard to lift yourself up
When you don't have the strength to begin with
Why can't a woman stand alone?

Why can't a baby sleep at night and dream of the time to come
And never fear the world outside the touch of someone very near
Why can't a man stand up?
Why can't a man stand up?
Why can't a man stand alone?
 
Artist: Harry Nilsson
Song: You're Breakin' My Heart

You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
So fuck you
All I want to do
Is have a good time
Now I'm blue
You wanna boogaloo
Run down to Tramps
Have a dance or two--ooh!
You're breaking my heart
You're tearin' it apart
But fuck you
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
Ooh!--ooh!--
You stepped on my ass
You're breaking my glasses too
You wanna drive my car
Buy a lot of stuff
I've had enough
Of you--ooh!
I'm goin' insane
There's no one to blame
So fuck you
You've gotta have your way
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to do--ooh!
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
So fuck you
You've gotta have your way
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to do--ooh!
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
But I love you
(Do-do-doots)
 
All The Time
by: Barry Manilow

All the time I thought
There's only me
Crazy in a way
That no one else could be
I would have given everything I own
If someone would have said, "You're not alone."

All the time I thought
That I was wrong
Wanting to be me, but needing to belong
If I had just believed in all I had
If someone would have said, "You're not so bad."

All the time, all the wasted time
All the years, waiting for a sign
To think I had it all
All the time

All the time I thought
There's only me
Crazy in a way that no one else could be
I can't believe that you were somewhere too
Thinking all the time there's only you

All the time, all the wasted time
All the years, waiting for a sign
To think I had it all
All the time
 
MOLLY MALONE

In Dublin's fair city where the girls are so pretty
Twas there that I first met sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through street broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

Alive, alive oh, alive, alive oh,
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

Now she was a fishmonger and sure twas no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
And they each wheeled their barrows
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
 
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