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| American Fing Psycho | posted on 05-31-2001 @ 12:20 PM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01  | GLORY DAYS I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school He could throw that speedball by you Make you look like a fool boy Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in, he was walking out We went back inside sat down had a few drinks but all he kept talking about was Chorus: Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Well there's a girl that lives up the block back in school she could turn all the boy's heads Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed Her and her husband Bobby well they split up I guess it's two years gone by now We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about Chorus My old man worked 20 years on the line and they let him go Now everywhere he goes out looking for work they just tell him that he's too old I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the Metuchen Ford plant assembly line Now he just sits on a stool down at the Legion hall but I can tell what's on his mind Glory days yeah goin back Glory days aw he ain't never had Glory days, glory days Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it but I probably will Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of, well time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring stories of glory days Chorus (repeat twice) "Hey i never said I was a good drunk" "I don't hate the seals. I just hate the enjoyment they give to people." Bachman | ||||
| FoundryMusicDoug | posted on 05-31-2001 @ 2:43 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | I'm not sure why we are writting down Bruce songs, but I'll join in ADAM RAISED A CAIN In the summer that I was baptized my father held me to his side As they put me to the water he said how on that day I cried We were prisoners of love, a love in chains He was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain With the same hot blood burning in our veins Adam raised a Cain All of the old faces ask you why you're back They fit you with position and the keys to your daddy's Cadillac In the darkness of your room your mother calls you by your true name You remember the faces, the places, the names You know it's never over it's relentless as the rain Adam raised a Cain In the Bible Cain slew Abel and East of Eden he was cast You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame You inherit the sins, you inherit the flames Adam raised a Cain Lost but not forgotten, from the dark heart of a dream Adam raised a Cain IF I SHOULD FALL BEHIND We said we'd walk together baby come what may That come the twilight should we lose our way If as we're walkin a hand should slip free I'll wait for you And should I fall behind Wait for me We swore we'd travel darlin' side by side We'd help each other stay in stride But each lover's steps fall so differently But I'll wait for you And if I should fall behind Wait for me Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true But you and I know what this world can do So let's make our steps clear that the other may see And I'll wait for you If I should fall behind Wait for me Now there's a beautiful river in the valley ahead There 'neath the oak's bough soon we will be wed Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening trees I'll wait for you And should I fall behind Wait for me Darlin' I'll wait for you Should I fall behind Wait for me LIGHT OF DAY Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling alright I got some money in my pocket and a long lean ride I got to make it down to Galveston by Saturday night, now Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K. Got a little lost along the way I'm just around the corner to the light of day Well, I'm just around the corner to the light of day Been driving five hundred miles, got five hundred to go, yeah I got rock and roll music on the radio I got a brother on a rig just off the gulf coast He says the girls down there, well they're really the most, man Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K. I got a little lost along the way Just around the corner to the light of day Just around the corner to the light of day I'm just around the corner to the light of day I'm just around the corner to the light of day Well I got thrown out of work on the Kokomo Don't ask me what I'm doing, I don't know I hope he wasn't joking when he wrote me that letter Things can't get any worse, they got to get better Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K. I got a little lost along the way I'm just around the corner to the light of day Just around the corner to the light of day Just around the corner to the light of day Just around the corner to the light of day Or for more Bruce Lyrics, here is a web site. http://www.xs4all.co.il/~maroen/engels/lyrics.html "Now the seasons over, and I feel it gettin' cold. I wish I could take you to some sandy beach road, we'ed never grow old. Ah but baby you know thats just jive, but tonight's bustin' open and.... I'm alive!"~Bruce Springsteen (Thunder Road Est. 1973)  This message was edited by FoundryMusicDoug on 5-31-01 @ 2:48 PM | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 06-01-2001 @ 12:18 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | Ok, well if you insist Well I came by your house the other day, your mother said you went away She said there was nothing that I could have done There was nothing nobody could say Me and you we've known each other ever since we were sixsteen I wished I would have known I wished I could have called you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean Now you hung with me when all the others turned away turned up their noise We liked the same music we liked the same bands we liked the same clothes We told each other that we were the wildest, the wildest things we'd ever seen Now I wished you would have told me I wished I could have talked to you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean Now we went walking in the rain talking about the pain from the world we hid Now there ain't nobody nowherer nohow gonna ever understand me the way you did Maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere In some bus or train traveling along In some motel room there'll be a radio playing And you'll hear me sing this song Well if you do you'll know I'm thinking of you and all the miles in between And I'm just calling one last time not to change your mind But just to say I miss you baby, good luck goodbye, Bobby Jean  Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-01-2001 @ 10:10 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | JERSEY GIRL I got no time for the corner boys Down in the street making all that noise Or the girls out on the avenue `Cause tonight I wanna be with you Tonight I'm gonna take that ride Across the river to the Jersey side Take my baby to the carnival And I'll take her on all the rides Cause down the shore everything's all right You and your baby on a Saturday night You know all my dreams come true When I'm walking down the street with you Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la I'm in love with a Jersey girl You know she thrills me with all her charms When I'm wrapped up in my baby's arms My little girl gives me everything I know that some day she'll wear my ring So don't bother me man I ain't got no time I'm on my way to see that girl of mine `Cause nothing matters in this whole wide world When you're in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la... I see you on the street and you look so tired I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired When I come by to take you out to eat You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's I know a place where the dancing's free Now baby won't you come with me `Cause down the shore everything's all right You and your baby on a Saturday night Nothing matters in this whole wide world When you're in love with a Jersey girl  "I get to go to lots of overseas places, like Canada." --Britney Spears, when asked the best part of being famous... Its all fun and games until someone gets an eye poked out! | ||||
| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 06-01-2001 @ 11:48 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Thunder Road The screen door slams Mary’ dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that’s me and I want you only Don’t turn me home again I just can’t face myself alone again Don’t run back inside Darling you know just what I’m here for So you’re scared and you’re thinking That maybe we ain’t that young anymore Show a little faith there’s magic in the night You ain’t a beauty but hey you’re alright Oh and that’s alright with me You can hide ’neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a saviour to rise from these streets Well now I’m no hero That’s understood All the redemption I can offer girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now ? Except roll down the window And let the wind blow Back your hair Well the night’s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven’s waiting on down the tracks Oh-oh come take my hand We’re riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it’s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car’s out back If you’re ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door’s open but the ride it ain’t free And I know you’re lonely For words that I ain’t spoken But tonight we’ll be free All the promises’ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they’re gone On the wind so Mary climb in It’s town full of losers And I’m pulling out of here to win  "Was it a dream where you see yourself in, sort of, Sun God robes, on a pyramid, with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?" "No. " "Why am I the only person that has that dream?" | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 06-01-2001 @ 12:45 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | But Jersey Girl is a Tom Waits song...LOL.... That's ok, here's another off the Live 75-85 box set. Well a great black river a man had found So he put all his money in a hole in the ground And he sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down Man now I live on the streets of Houston town Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along And we headed down south with just spit and a song But they said "Sorry son it's gone gone gone" Well there's men hunkered down by the railroad tracks The Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair back Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight And I don't know where I'm gonna sleep tonight Parked in the lumberyard freezin' our asses off My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough Well I'm sleepin' up in front with my wife Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night Says "Move along man move along" Well big limousine long shiny and black You don't look ahead you don't look back How many times can you get up after you've been hit? Well I swear if I could spare the spit I'd lay one on your shiny chrome And send you on your way back home So if you're gonna leave your town where the north wind blow To go on down where that sweet soda river flow Well you better think twice on it Jack You're better off buyin' a shotgun dead off the rack You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend Exept seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind Movin' on movin' on it's gone gone it's all gone Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith This message was edited by Froy on 6-2-01 @ 12:17 AM | ||||
| FoundryMusicDoug | posted on 06-01-2001 @ 1:54 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Here is an old one... FAMILY SONG (a.k.a. "California" or "California, You're a Woman") Well you know when you're young there's such a distance between you and your family You just can't see things from the same point of view Papa wants a lawyer and mama she wants an author And all you want is for them to want you Well, I saw lot of bad signs and we had some real bad times back on the east coast. And I guess you could say it took California to bring us close There was a lot of hard livin' and some stone cold women on the east coast And I saw my papa turn away when I need him most And California, she's an angel oh so heavenly dressed And the Pacific she's a woman The Lord must have loved her best I've got a California rainbow come give them thunder clouds a rest Oh and the mountain is my friend now, she put me to her test Well you know every father has dreams and schemes fo his own kid And dreaming it ain't been declaired no capital crime But I just hope when I grow up to have my own kids That I'll love them all I can and let 'em make their own minds Now you know how a mother can hold the son through understanding And my father he once held me close by crying Whoa, and my mama's love it don't ever leave me standing And papa's love it just leaves me smiling Whoa, and my mama she's a rainbow, gotta see hen on Sunday when she's dressed Whoa, and my papa he's a good man, he gives me and mama his best Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow, come to give them thunder clouds a rest And my family is my friend now California put us through her test "Now the seasons over, and I feel it gettin' cold. I wish I could take you to some sandy beach road, we'ed never grow old. Ah but baby you know thats just jive, but tonight's bustin' open and.... I'm alive!"~Bruce Springsteen (Thunder Road Est. 1973) | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 06-02-2001 @ 12:17 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | Ok, you want obscure Bruce.... Jamie rides in high boots Braves the bank and wades in the river Holds his gun above the water And crosses to the shore Now, the Christian Army awaits you And Jessie's still waiting to date you Those phantoms fly in strict formation Over the hills of St George Now the rebel life is lonely Oh but the mountains are soft with freedom To be free is to be lonely Oh, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Jamie rides down a broken highway The heat of the sun tends to bring him down His field's full of crazy visions Of Needles and white women in evening gowns And he hears Jessie calling to him in the hills Oh, she calls to him from the clouds And the men are working in the fields Oh, listen to 'em work Ah, busting rocks Ah, busting those rocks Jamie rides in high boots Braves the bank and wades in the river Holds his gun above the water And crosses to the shore Now, the Christian Army awaits you and Jessie's still waiting to date you Those phantoms fly in strict formation over the hills of St George Those phantoms still fly in strict formation Over the hills of St. George Those fighters fly in strict formation Over the hills of St. George But he hears Jessie calling him home He hears Jessie calling him home And he hears the prisoners working in the field Sees the chain gang busting rocks And Jessie's calling him home Those phantoms still fly in strict formation Over the hills of St. George Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
| FoundryMusicDoug | posted on 06-02-2001 @ 12:20 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | I hate to duel with Froy but... Here is an old and changed Bruce song. I only know the words to part of it because my tape is about 24 years old and shitty. Thunder Road: The early version (1 verse) "Now the seasons over, and I feel it gettin' cold. I wish I could take you to some sandy beach road, we'ed never grow old. Ah but baby you know thats just jive, but tonight's bustin' open and.... I'm alive! This message was edited by FoundryMusicDoug on 6-2-01 @ 12:23 AM | ||||
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