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- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>The Night I Called The Old Man Out - Garth Brooks.
The dining room fell silent
I can't believe what I just said
I just told my dad he's full of it
And I watched his face turn red
And I should've said, "I'm sorry"
But I matched him shout for shout
I can still hear that screen door slammin'
The night I called him out
He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
Each time they called the old man out
Fist to fist and eye to eye
Standin' toe to toe
He would've let me walk away
But I just would not let it go
Years of my frustration
Had let me to this night
Now he'll pay for all the times that he's been right
He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
Each time they called the old man out
It was over in a minute
That's when I realized
The blood came from my mouth and nose
But the tears came from his eyes
And in memory of that fateful night
I know the greatest pain was his
And I just pray some day I'm half the man he is
He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
Each time they called the old man out
Just like my own dear brothers
I crawled back in the house
The night I called the old man out
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- Luna - 03-03-2002
Old Man
-Neil Young
Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were
Old man look at my life -
twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradies
that makes me think of two
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true.
Lullabys, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me to mean that much to you
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>
Old Man Kensey - R.E.M.
Old Man Kensey wants to be a sign painter
First he's got to learn to read
He's gonna be a clown on TV.
Flags at his elbow, time to breath
(That's my folly) I believe
Drink up the lake, Kensey's away
(That's my folly) That's my mistake
Old Man Kensey wants to be a goalie
First he's got to learn to count
He's gonna be a clown on a circus mount
Letters to me signed in sopped up tar
(That's my folly) Kensey's going far
John, Bill and Ted, stand on your head
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go
Old Man Kensey wants to be a dog catcher
First he's got to learn to stand
He's gonna be a clown in a marching band
Letters to me signed ransom greed
(That's my folly) I believe
Drink up the lake, John, Bill and Ted,
(That's my folly) That's my mistake
Kensey's away, stand on your head
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go
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- Luna - 03-03-2002
Old Man
-ZZ Top
Old man sleepin' the hot day away,
while he dreams a thousand yesterdays.
'Cause he's had so many come his way.
All he cares about is somewhere to lay his head tomorrow.
Old man sits and thinks about his home.
Doesn't matter 'cause he's all alone.
What he'd give to get back on his own.
Curses his body 'cause it's old and it gives no transportation.
He sits in his one room shack alone but it provides no consolation.
What a shame,
his time is nearin'.
His eyes won't let him see
the skies are clearin'.
Someone tells him
without his hearin'.
It's no news to those who've been around
while things are changin'.
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>Old Mr. Heffer -4 Non Blondes
Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon
I got a beer in my hand and I'm draggin' a stoagle too
the back of my brain is tickin' like a clock
I simmer down gently but boil on what the f
Get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight
get back 'cause I'm feelin' right
Trouble is a word that stars with a capital T
I refer myself to the word 'cause I'm so keen
little do they know that I'm struttin' such a style
it makes the trouble in me all worth the while
So get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight
get back 'cause I'm feelin' right
There goes Billy and Susie walkin' hand by hand
I quickly caught up slurring yo what's the plan
they had fear in their eyes and bellies that ran like dogs
I barrelled down laughing screaming Susie
you forgot your clogs
well, Old Mr. Heffer
I'm really pleased to meet you
I didn't mean to scare your blue-eyed child
but Billy wouldn't talk to me
and Susie wouldn't look at me
it made me so doggone crazy
I had to chase them for a mile
all wanted was change for a buck
Well I'm back and I'm feelin' good tonight
yea I'm back and I'm feelin' right
so get back 'cause I'm feelin' right
Jesus!
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- Luna - 03-03-2002
THE OLD WAYS
- Loreena McKennitt
The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home to you
On a dark new year's night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me.
We left the music behind and the dance carried on
As we stole away to the seashore
We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
And with sadness you paused.
Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
My world was not yours, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why.
As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above.
As you turned to go I heard you call my name,
You were like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly
"The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew
And I wondered why.
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center> Old Ways - Neil Young
Old ways,
it sure is hard
to change 'em
Come what may
It's hard to teach
a dinosaur a new trick
Lately I've been finding out
I'm set in my ways
Old ways,
can be your ball
and chain.
Oh, I'm gonna stop that grass
And give up all this drinking
Really gonna make my life last
Clean up my whole way of living
Up until the party last night
I was a different man
But old ways
got their way again.
The economy was getting so bad
I had to lay myself off
Well, working was a habit I had
So I kept showin' up anyway
Then one day
things turned around
I got my back pay
Old ways
comin' through again.
I got old ways.
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- Luna - 03-03-2002
Old King
-Neil Young
King went a-runnin' after deer
Wasn't scared of jumpin'
off the truck in high gear
King went a-sniffin'
and he would go
Was the best old hound dog
I ever did know.
I had a dog and his name was King
I told the dog about everything
There in my truck the dog and I
Then one day the King up and died.
Then I thought about
the times we had
Once when I kicked him
when he was bad
Old King sure meant a lot to me
But that hound dog is history.
King went a-runnin' after deer
Wasn't scared of jumpin'
off the truck in high gear
King went a-sniffin'
and he would go
Was the best old hound dog
I ever did know.
That old King was a friend of mine
Never knew a dog
that was half as fine
I may find one, you never do know
'Cause I still got a long way to go.
I had a dog and his name was King
I told the dog about everything
Old King sure meant a lot to me
But that hound dog is history.
King went a-howlin' after deer
Wasn't scared of jumpin'
off the truck in high gear
King went a-sniffin'
and he would go
Was the best old hound dog
I ever did know.
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>King Of The Road -Roger Miller
Trailer for sale or rent,
Rooms to let fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets;
I ain't got no cigarettes.
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
buys an eight by twelve four bit room.
I'm a man of means, by no means king of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train;
Destination Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out suits and shoes,
I don't pay no Union dues.
I smoke old stogies I have found,
Short but not too big around.
I'm a man of means, by no means king of the road.
I know every engineer on every train,
All of the children and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked when no one's around.
Trailer for sale or rent,
Rooms to let fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets;
I ain't got no cigarettes.
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four bit room.
I'm a man of means, by no means king of the road.</center>
- Luna - 03-03-2002
"It's Good To Be King"
- Tom Petty
It's good to be king, if just for a while
To be there in velvet, yeah, to give 'em a smile
It's good to get high and never come down
It's good to be king of your own little town
Yeah, the world would swing if I were king
Can I help it if I still dream time to time
It's good to be king and have your own way
Get a feeling of peace at the end of the day
And when your bulldog barks and your canary sings
You're out there with winners, it's good to be king
Yeah I'll be king when dogs get wings
Can I help it if I still dream time to time
It's good to be king and have your own world
It helps to make friends, it's good to meet girls
A sweet little queen who can't run away
It's good to be king, whatever it pays
Excuse me if I have some place in my mind
Where I go time to time
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>King Nothing - Metallica
Wish I may
Wish I might
Have this wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold
Dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle crumbled
And you've left with just a name
Where's your crown?
King nothing
Where's your crown?
Hard and cold
Bought and sold
A heart hard as gold
Are you satisfied - yeah
Wish I may
Wish I might
You wish your life away
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle crumbled
And you've left with just a name
Where's your crown?
King nothing
Yow, nothing
Where's your crown?
I wish I may
I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
I want the star
I want it now
I want it all and I don't care how
Careful what you wish
Careful what you say
Careful what you wish
You may regret it
Careful what you wish
You just might get it
Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle crumbled
And you've left with just a name
Where's your crown?
King nothing
Nothing
No nothing
Where's your crown ?
No nothing
Absolutely nothing
(Off to never never land)
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- Luna - 03-03-2002
Nothing Can Be Done
- Joni Mitchell
Must I forgive you
Each time
And say you don't know what you're doing
There are no victimless crimes
I know of
Out here in these graffiti ruins
My love
Oh I am not old
I'm told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Don't start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
I heard you leaving
Late last night
I heard you screaming down the mountain
Like you were running red lights
(Red lights)
You had some trash can rock band pounding
Oh I am not old
I'm told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Don't start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
Must I surrender
With grace
The things I loved when I was younger
(Sweet embrace)
Must I remember your face
So well
What do I do here with this hunger
Oh I am not old
I'm told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Don't start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
Nothing can be done
Nothing can be done
Oh nothing can be done
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>Nothing was delivered - Bob Dylan
Nothing was delivered
And I tell this truth to you,
Not out of spite or anger
But simply because it's true.
Now, I hope you won't object to this,
Giving back all of what you owe,
The fewer words you have to waste on this,
The sooner you can go.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty of rest.
Nothing was delivered
But I can't say I sympathize
With what your fate is going to be,
Yes, for telling all those lies.
Now you must provide some answers
For what you sell has not been received,
And the sooner you come up with them,
The sooner you can leave.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.
(Now you know)
Nothing was delivered
And it's up to you to say
Just what you had in mind
When you made ev'rybody pay.
No, nothing was delivered,
Yes, 'n' someone must explain
That as long as it takes to do this
Then that's how long that you'll remain.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.
</center>
- Luna - 03-03-2002
NOTHING CAN COME BETWEEN US
- Sade
I always hope that you remember
We'll never really learn the meaning of it all
What we have is strong and tender
So hold on
In the middle of the madness
When the time is running out and you're left alone
All I want is you to know that
It's strong still
Can't pull us apart
Nothing can come
Between us
Nothing can pull us apart
Can come
Between us
I always hope that you remember
What we have is strong and tender
In the middle of the madness
Hold on
So it truly is a good thing
And I always wanted you to know
There is always this
And this is everlasting
Hold on
It's about faith
It's about trust, yeah yeah
It's about faith
It's about trust
Nothing can come
Nothing can come
Nothing can come between us
Nothing can come
Nothing can come
Nothing can come between us
Can come
Can tear
Can pull
Us apart
Can come
Can tear
Can pull
Us apart
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
<center>What Has Come Between Us- Styx
look at all the people
looking at their dreams
smiles upon their faces
tell me what they see
look at all the people
have they gone astray?
living for tomorrow
with dreams of yesterday
lovely lady
tell me what you feel
as a child were you mild
does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady
feel so insecure
when you give all yourself
how can you be sure?
what has come between us
what has made us sad
childhood's forgotten
yet it's hiding in the past
what has come between us
there's something in ourselves
lines upon our faces
saying no more time for rest
lovely lady
tell me what you feel
as a child were you mild
does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady
feel so insecure
when you give all yourself
how can you be sure?
lovely lady
tell me what you feel
as a child were you mild
does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady
feel so insecure
when you give all yourself
how can you be sure?
lovely lady
feel so insecure
when you give all yourself
how can you be sure?
lovely lady
tell me what you feel
as a child were you mild
does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady
feel so insecure
when you give all yourself
how can you be sure?
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- virgingrrl - 03-03-2002
Quote:tell me what you feel
as a child were you mild
does it make it so unreal?
fuel
ani d
they were digging a new foundation in manhattan
and they discovered a slave cemetary there
may their souls rest easy
now that lynching is frowned upon
and we've moved on to the electric chair
and i wonder who's gonna be president, tweedle dum or tweedle dummer?
and who's gonna have the big blockbuster box office this summer?
how about we put up a wall between houses and the highway
and you can go your way, and i can go my mine
except all the radios agree with all the tvs
and all the magazines agree with all the radios
and i keep hearing that same damn song everywhere i go
maybe i should put a bucket over my head
and a marshmallow in each ear
and stumble around for
another dumb-numb week for another hum drum hit song to appear
people used to make records
as in a record of an event
the event of people playing music in a room
now everything is cross-marketing
its about sunglasses and shoes
or guns and drugs
you choose
we got it rehashed
we got it half-assed
we're digging up all the graves
and we're spitting on the past
and you can choose between the colors
of the lipstick on the whores
cause we know the difference between
the font of 20% more
and the font of teriyaki
you tell me
how does it make you feel?
you tell me
what's real?
and they say that alcoholics are always alcoholics
even when they're as dry as my lips for years
even when they're stranded on a small desert island
with no place in 2,000 miles to buy beer
and i wonder
is he different?
is he different?
has he changed? what's he about?...
or is he just a liar with nothing to lie about?
am i headed for the same brick wall
is there anything i can do about
anything at all?
except go back to that corner in manhattan
and dig deeper, dig deeper this time
down beneath the impossible pain of our history
beneath unknown bones
beneath the bedrock of the mystery
beneath the sewage systems and the path train
beneath the cobblestones and the water mains
beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
beneath the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels
beneath everything i can think of to think about
beneath it all, beneath all get out
beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel
there's a fire just waiting for fuel
there's a fire just waiting for fuel
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
Fuel - Metallica
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire Ooh
Ssha
Yeah
Turn on ...I see red
Adrenaline crash and crack my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red
A hundred plus through black and white
War horse
Warhead
Fuck 'em man, white knuckle tight
Through black and white
Ooh
On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Yeah
Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future
Spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome
Yeah hey hey, oh yeah
Take the corner, join the crash, shaa
Head lights
Headlines
Another junkie lives too fast
Yeah, lives way too fast
Fast, fast, fast, ooh whoa
Ooh
On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh, yeah
White knuckle tight
Gimme fuel
Give me fire
My desire
Ooh
On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on and on
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh
On I burn
- Luna - 03-03-2002
Beds are Burning
-Midnight Oil
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
- virgingrrl - 03-03-2002
Quote:Gimme fire
fire door
ani d
i opened the fire door
to four lips
none of which were mine
kissing
tightened my belt around my hips
where your hands were missing
and stepped out into the cold
collar high
under the slate gray sky
the air was smoking and the streets were dry
and i wasn't joking when i said
good bye
magazine quality men talking on the corner
french, no less much less of them then us
so why do i feel like something's been rearranged?
you know, taken out of context i must seem so strange
killed a cockroach so big
it left a puddle of pus on the wall
when you and i are lying in bed
you don't seem so tall
i'm singing now because my tear ducts are too tired
and my brain is disconnected but my heart is wired
i make such a good statistic
someone should study me now
somebody's got to be interested in how i feel
just 'cause i'm here
and i'm real
oh, how i miss
substituting the conclusion to confrontation with a kiss
and oh, how i miss
walking up to the edge and jumping in
like i could feel the future on your skin
i opened the fire door
to four lips
none of which were mine
kissing
i opened the fire door
- Brokenjaw - 03-03-2002
"Fire"- Hendrix
Alright,
now listen, baby
You don't care for me
I don'-a care about that
Gotta new fool, ha!
I like it like that
I have only one burning desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]
Listen here, baby
and stop acting so crazy
You say your mum ain't home,
it ain't my concern,
Just play with me and you won't get burned
I have only one itching desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]
Oh! Move over, Rover
and let Jimi take over
Yeah, you know what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah, get on with it, baby
That's what I'm talking 'bout
Now dig this!
Ha!
Now listen, baby
You try to gimme your money
you better save it, babe
Save it for your rainy day
I have only one burning desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire