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She Don’t Use Jelly
by The Flaming Lips

I know a girl who thinks of ghosts, She'll make you breakfast, she'll make you toast. But she don't use butter. And she don't use cheese. She don't use jelly, or any of these. She uses Vaseline Vaseline Vaseline   I know a guy who goes to shows, When he's at home an' he blows his nose, He don't use tissues, Or his sleeves, He don't use napkins, or any of these. He uses Magazines Magazines Magazines Magazines   I know a girl who reminds me of Cher, She's always changin' the color of her hair, But she don't use nothin', That you buy at the store, She likes her hair to, be real orange She uses Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines

Elevator Song The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. Terwilliker FIRST FLOOR DUNGEON Assorted simple tortures. Molten lead, chopping blocks And hot boiling oil.   SECOND FLOOR DUNGEON Jewelry department. Leg chains, ankle chains, Neck chains, wrist chains, thumb screws And nooses of the very finest rope.   THIRD FLOOR DUNGEON Household appliances. Spike beds, electric chairs, gas chambers, roasting pots, and scalping devices.   BASEMENT DUNGEON Ev'ry body out!

Goodbye Horses by Q Lazzarus You told me, I see you rise But, it always falls I see you come, I see you go You say, "All things pass into the night" And I say, "Oh no sir I must say you're wrong I must disagree, oh no sir, I must say you're wrong" Won't you listen to me You told me, I've seen it all before Been there, I've seen my hopes and dreams A lying on the ground I've seen the sky just begin to fall And you say, "All things pass into the night" And I say, "Oh no sir, I must say you're wrong I must disagree, oh no sir, I must say you're wrong" Won't you listen to me Good-bye horses I'm flying over you Good-bye horses I'm flying over you What do these lyrics mean? Apparently, in a certain Eastern philosophy "horses" are symbolic/representative of the five senses - the things that keep us tied to the physical/material plane of existence. When you can transcend the limitations of these senses, and achieve a higher level of consciousness, you are leaving the "horses" behind - "flying over them." This song is about somebody who was so affected by a loss that they decided to give up the things that keep them attached to this world through emotion...

Wizard of Oz

Munchkinland Lyrics by Yip Harburg   Glinda: Come out, come out wherever you are And meet the young lady who fell from a star. She fell from the sky, She fell very far and Kansas she says is the name of the star.   Munchkins: Kansas she say is the name of the star.   Glinda: She brings you good news or haven't you heard? When she fell out of Kansas a miracle occurred.   Dorothy: It really was no miracle, what happened was just this. The wind began to switch, the house to pitch, and suddenly the hinges started to unhitch. Just then the witch, to satisfy an itch went flying on her broomstick thumbing for a hitch.

Munchkins: And oh what happened then was rich. *The house began to pitch, the kitchen took a slitch, it landed on the wicked witch in the middle of a ditch. Which was not a healthy situation for a wicked witch. *The house began to pitch, the kitchen took a slitch, it landed on the wicked witch in the middle of a ditch. Which was not a healthy situation for a wicked witch who began to twitch And was reduced to just a stitch of what was once the wicked witch.   Munchkin #1: We thank you very sweetly, for doing it so neatly.   Munchkin #2: You've killed her so completely, that we thank you very sweetly.   Glinda: Let the joyous news be spread, The Wicked Old Witch at last is dead!

Have a Nice Day Mark Graham (From his Natural Selections album) Come all you good Americans, the loyal brave and true. Let's rap ourselves completely in the old red white and blue. For Jesus and free enterprise, we must prepare the way. And anyone who does not heed must be prepared to pay. Have a nice day, have a nice day. Don't heed those words of wickedness that might lead you astray. See hear and speak no evil, just work real hard and pray. God loves you and he hopes you'll have a nice day. We can't abide with welfare, or believe in poverty. Because this nation is the land of opportunity. If you're lazy weak or stupid, you might not make the grade. But why should we support you with the money we have made. Have a nice day, have a nice day. Don't heed those words of wickedness that might lead you astray. See hear and speak no evil, just work real hard and pray. God loves you and he hopes you'll have a nice day. We believe in conservation, and will do all that we can. To manage our resources for the benefit of man. And we believe that judgment day is coming with all haste, and anything that we don't use will then have gone to waste. Have a nice day, have a nice day. Don't heed those words of wickedness that might lead you astray. See hear and speak no evil, just work real hard and pray. God loves you and he hopes you'll have a nice day. We believe in the creation, evolution is a sham. And for you awful humanists we do not give a dam. 'Cuz we believe in science when the word of god agrees, And we believe in science that destroys our enemies. Have a nice day, have a nice day. Don't heed those words of wickedness that might lead you astray. See hear and speak no evil, just work real hard and pray. God loves you and he hopes you'll have a nice day.

Yellow Ledbedder Eddie Vedder (Pearl Jam) Unsealed on a porch a letter sat Then you said I wanna leave it again Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand And on the sand I wanna leave it again, yeah   On a weekend wanna wish it all away And they called and I said that I want what I said And then I call out again And the reason oughtta leave her calm, I know I said I don't know whether I'm the boxer or the bag   Oh yeah, can you see them Out on the porch Yeah but they don't wave I see them 'Round the front way, yeah And I know and I know I don't want to stay Make me cry   I see I don't know, there's something else I wanna drum it all away Oh, I said I don't, I don't know whether I'm the boxer or the bag   Oh yeah, can you see them Out on the porch Yeah but they don't wave I see them 'Round the front way, yeah And I know and I know I don't want to stay I don't wanna stay I don't wanna stay I don't wanna stay, oh no   Yeah   Oh, oh   Oh, oh

George Harrison 1943 - 2001     The Inner Light (1968) Without going out of my door I can know all things on Earth Without looking out of my window I could know the ways of Heaven              The farther one travels The less one knows The less one really knows Without going out of your door You can know all things on Earth Without looking out of your window You could know the ways of Heaven The farther one travels The less one knows The less one really knows Arrive without traveling See all without looking Do all without doing

Beware of Darkness (1970) Watch out now, Take care Beware of falling swingers Falling all around you The pain that often Lingers In your fingertips Beware of darkness Watch out now, Take care beware the thoughts that linger,        Winding up inside your head. The hopelessness around you in the dead of night, Beware of Sadness. It can hit you, It will hurt you, Aching more and make you sore And that is not what you are here for. Watch out now, Take care beware of soft shoe shufflers, Dancing down the sidewalks. Pushing you in puddles in the dead of night, Beware of ABKCO. Watch out now, Take care beware of falling swingers, Crashing all around you The pain that often lingers in your fingertips, Beware of Darkness

My Sweet Lord (1970) My sweet lord Hm, my lord Hm, my lord I really want to see you Really want to be with you Really want to see you lord But it takes so long, my lord My sweet lord Hm, my lord Hm, my lord I really want to know you Really want to go with you Really want to show you lord That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah) My sweet lord (hallelujah) Hm, my lord (hallelujah) My sweet lord (hallelujah) I really want to see you Really want to see you Really want to see you, lord Really want to see you, lord But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah) My sweet lord (hallelujah) Hm, my lord (hallelujah) My, my, my lord (hallelujah) I really want to know you (hallelujah) Really want to go with you (hallelujah) Really want to show you lord (aaah) That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah) My sweet lord (hallelujah) My, my, lord (hallelujah) Hm, my lord (hare krishna) My, my, my lord (hare krishna) Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna) Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare) Now, I really want to see you (hare rama) Really want to be with you (hare rama) Really want to see you lord (aaah) But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah) Hm, my lord (hallelujah) My, my, my lord (hare krishna) My sweet lord (hare krishna) My sweet lord (krishna krishna) My lord (hare hare) Hm, hm (Gurur Brahma) Hm, hm (Gurur Vishnu) Hm, hm (Gurur Devo) Hm, hm (Maheshwara) My sweet lord (Gurur Sakshaat) My sweet lord (Parabrahma) My, my, my lord (Tasmayi Shree) My, my, my, my lord (Guruve Namah) My sweet lord (Hare Rama) [fade:] (hare krishna) My sweet lord (hare krishna) My sweet lord (krishna krishna) My lord (hare hare)

What's Left of the West
by Greg Keeler

Manifest destiny ain't had a rest Ever since Horace Greeley said, "Young man go west." So we've chewed up the mountain and spit out the plains While we get indigestion from acid rain. It's gotten so bad, the West ain't any place. I'll ask ya "How are ya?" and you'll stare into space. What's left of the West's where we've already been, So Alaska Hawaii again. And Honolulu's no lulu. Fairbanks ain't so fair. Take a sip of the water; take a whiff of the air. Take some pictures of the wildlife: take a leak in the stream. Take a jet back to Cleveland and dream. If trees went to congress and forests could vote, Our chances of survival might not be so remote. But since we don't give a damn as to who they'd elect, Their absentee ballots are the greenhouse effect. What's a boatload of timer? What's the whole human race? I'll ask ya, "How are ya?" and you'll stare into space. What's left of the West's where we've already been, So Alaska Hawaii again. And Honolulu's no lulu. Fairbanks ain't so fair. Take a sip of the water; take a whiff of the air. Take some pictures of the wildlife: take a leak in the stream. Take a jet back to Cleveland and dream. We scrub up with phosphates then flush down the suds Till the banks of our rivers is bubbles and mud. Just to stay sanitary, we've gone to these lengths. Now our whole ecosystem's industrial strength. It's so simple to screw up what can't be replaced. I'll ask ya "How are ya?" and you'll stare into space. What's left of the West's where we've already been, So Alaska Hawaii again. And Honolulu's no lulu. Fairbanks ain't so fair. Take a sip of the water; take a whiff of the air. Take some pictures of the wildlife: take a leak in the stream. Take a jet back to Cleveland and dream.

Everybody Ought To Have A Maid
by Stephen Joshua Sondheim for the musical comedy, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum

[SENEX] Everybody ought to have a maid, Everybody ought to have a working girl, Everybody ought to have a lurking girl To putter around the house. Everybody ought to have a maid, Everybody ought to have a menial Consistantly congenial And quieter than a mouse. Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delicious, Tidying up the dishes, Neat as a pin. Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delightful, Sweeping out, Sleeping in. Everybody ought to have a maid, Someone who you hire when you're short of help To offer you the sort of help You never get from a spouse: Fluttering up the stairway, Shuttering up the windows, Cluttering up the bedroom, Buttering up the master, Puttering all around the house! Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delicious, Tidying up the dishes, Neat as a pin. Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delightful, Sweeping out, Sleeping in. Everybody ought to have a maid, Someone who in fetching you your slipper will Be winsome as a whipporwill And graceful as a grouse: Skittering down the hallway, Flittering through the parlor, Tittering in the pantry, Littering up the bedroom-- [SENEX & PSEUDOLUS] Twittering all around the house! [HYSTERIUM] A maid? [SENEX] A maid. [PSEUDOLUS] A maid. [ALL] A maid! Everybody ought to have a maid, Everybody ought to have a serving-girl, A loyal and unswerving girl, To putter around the house. Oh, oh, [HYSTERIUM] Think of her at the dustbin, 'Specially when she's just been Traipsing about. [ALL] Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delightful, [HYSTERIUM] Living in, [SENEX] Giving out. [ALL] Everybody ought to have a maid, Daintily collecting bits of paper n' strings, Appealing in her apron strings And graceful as a grouse. [HYSTERIUM] Pattering through the attic, [SENEX] Chattering in the cellar, [PSEUDOLUS] Clattering in the kitchen, [SENEX] Flattering in the bedroom, [ALL] Puttering all around the house! The house! The house! [LYCUS] A maid? [HYSTERIUM] A maid. [PSEUDOLUS] A maid. [SENEX] A maid! [ALL] Everybody ought to have a maid, Someone who's efficient and reliable, Obedient and pliable, And quieter than a mouse! Oh, oh, wouldn't she be so nimble, Fiddling with her thimble, Mending her gown. Oh, oh, wouldn't she be delightful, [LYCUS] Cleaning up, [SENEX] Leaning down. [ALL] Everybody ought to have a maid, Someone who'll be busy as a bumblebee And even if you grumble, be As graceful as a grouse. [LYCUS] Wriggling in the anteroom, [HYSTERIUM] Jiggling in the dining room, [PSEUDOLUS] Giggling in the living room, [SENEX] Wiggling in the other rooms, [ALL] Puttering all around the house! The house! The house! The house!

Burning Times by Charles Murphy

In the cool of the evening, they used to gather, 'neath stars in the meadow, circled near an old oak tree.
At the times appointed by the seasons of the Earth, and the phases of the moon.
In the center of them stood a woman, equal with the others, and respected for her worth.
One of the many we call the Witches, the teachers and the keepers of the wisdom of the Earth
The people grew through the knowledge she gave them, herbs to heal their bodies, spells to make their spirits whole.
Hear them chanting healing incantations, calling forth the Wise Ones, celebrating in dance and song

    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna
    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna
    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna

There were those who came to power through domination, and they bonded in the worship of a dead man on a cross.
They sought control of the common people by demanding allegiance to the church of Rome.
And the Pope declared the Inquisition, it was a war against the women whose power they feared.
In this Holocaust against the nature peoples, a million European women died.

And the tales are told of those who, by the hundreds, holding together, chose their deaths in the sea.
Chanting the praises of the Mother Goddess, a refusal of betrayal, women were dying to be free.

    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna
    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna
    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna

Now the Earth is a witch, and the men still burn her! Stripping her down with mining and the poisons of their wars.
While to us the Earth is a healer, a teacher, a mother.
She's the weaver of the web of life that keeps us all alive.

She gives us the vision to see through the chaos.
She gives us the courage, it is our will to survive!

    Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna...

What's up
4 Non Blondes

25 years of my life and still I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination I realized quickly when I knew I should That the world was made up of this Brotherhood of man For whatever that means So I cry somethimes when I'm lying in bed To get it all out what's in my head Then I start feeling a little peculiar So I wake in the morning and I step Outside I take deep breath I get real high Then I scream from the top of my lungs What's goin' on And I say hey... And I say hey what's goin' on And I say hey... I said hey what's goin' on And I try, oh my God do I try I try all the time In this institution And I pray, oh my God do I pray I pray every single day For a revolution So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in my bed To get it all out what's in my head Then I start feeling a little peculiar So I wake in the morning and I step outside I take a deep breaththen I get real high Then I scream from the top of my lungs What's goin' on And I say hey... And I say hey what's goin' on And I say hey... I said hey what's goin' on And I say hey... And I say hey what's goin' on And I say hey... I said hey what's goin' on 25 years of my life and still I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination

4 Non Blondes

Galaxy Song Artist: Monty Python Album: The Meaning Of Life

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.


The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.

Imagine
by John Lennon (1940 - 1980)

Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one

Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.

The Voice of Energy by Kraftwerk This is the Voice of Energy I am a giant electrical generator I supply you with light and power And I enable you to receive speech, Music and Image through the Ether I am your servant and lord at the same time Therefore guard me well Me, the Genius of Energy

Mr. Wendal
by Arrested Development

Here, have a dollar, in fact no brotherman here, have two Two dollars means a snack for me, but it means a big deal to you Be strong, serve God only, know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits That's the poem I wrote for the first time I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate Mr.Wendal, that's his name, no one ever knew his name cause he's a no-one Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum, until I had the chance to really get to know one Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes And to think blacks spend all that money on big colleges, still most of y'all come out confused [CHORUS:] Go ahead, Mr.Wendal (2x)

Mr.Wendal has freedom,
a free that you and I think is dumb
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
for Mr.Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sickness
and an occasional harassment by the police and their chase
Uncivilized we call him,
but I just saw him eat off the food we waste
Civilization, are we really civilized, yes or no ?
Who are we to judge ?
When thousands of innocent men could be brutally enslaved
and killed over a racist grudge
Mr.Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways
but we don't hear him talk
Is it his fault when we've gone too far,
and we got too far, cause on him we walk
Mr.Wendal, a man, a human in flesh,
but not by law
I feed you dignity to stand with pride,
realize that all in all you stand tall

Mr.Wendal, yeah yeah yeah, Lord, Mr.Wendal 

Riffraff
by Casey Neill

Dancing on the Ruins (of Multinational Corporations) A introspective sensitive singer songwriter song by Casey Neill We're dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Say goodbye to plastic & goodbye to cars No more convenience stores Hello to stars No more Wall Street & no more Pentagon Thinking about these things makes me happy We're dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Goodbye to Polystyrene we'll put an end to the waste There's no time for debating we have to make haste If we're going to survive without computer program minds We're going to have to can pop culture & Say hello to campfires and stomping barefeet & Naked amoebas hungry to eat Hello to primal consciousness & love for the land Now that coyotes are running the country We're dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Sayonara to suburbia & well manicured lawns Bye bye Barbie and Ken doll pawns No more developers or slimeball execs Your condos are on fire We're dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. No more a Christian country we'll have Pagan dieties & When we've destroyed technology we all will be free The pavement will be ripped up & skyscrapers cut down Yes! We are coming for your children We're dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Secret Places by Casey Neill   The light of this campfire is seen across the fields Where we sit talking of childhood Warm wine in the cup & the stories of friends All we know right now is that this is good & The outside world cannot come in here Our hallow safe place Safe from the blades & the cold bayonets & the sunken angry faces Hey hey we can play Through the backyards of our innocence The sandobx & the swings & the ladder & the slide The secret places where we used to hide Laughter old friend it's good to see your face again It's been so long since I heard your voice Sometimes we forget when the grey gets us down We are young and still have a choice & The serious scenes & responsibilities weigh our minds til we are walking dead But to joy I raise a glass & let the time roll past All that matters is we're together here you said Hey hey we can play Through the backyards of our innocence The sandobx & the swings & the ladder & the slide The secret places where we used to hide As we share in rememberance of a lighter hour we bring the playground back All the romping & the whistling & the crying & the kissing & Our whole lives inside a backpack Going through the boxes & the rooms of my mind Digging out the cobwebs on the wall Oh the bittersweet taste of the man I have become fades and a young boy calls Hey hey we can play Through the backyards of our innocence The sandobx & the swings & the ladder & the slide The secret places where we used to hide Hey hey we can play Through the backyards of our innocence The sandobx & the swings & the ladder & the slide The secret places where we used to hide The light of this campfire is seen across the fields Where we sit talking of childhood Warm wine in the cup & the stories of friends All we know right now is that this is good

Dollar and a Quarter
by Danny Dolinger

If I had a dollar and if I had a quarter I would buy for you a bottle of the very best malt liquor A big ol' forty ouncer with a note that needs an answer Look me in the eye and tell me how you can say no to love We'll move out on the highway And see the whole world my way, eat out of dumpsters Out behind the health food stores We'll eat lots of sprouts and berries that are just a little scary Sleep beneath the bridges on the freeway of dreams My karma is to good for you to worry 'bout the crazies I love everybody and there's nothing that I own And all of the axe murderes who like to pick up hitchhikers Will take us where were goin' and then just leave us alone So leave your daddy's mansion which has suffered from expansion So many times he can no longer find his way around Say goodbye to the high life and say hello to my life Look me in the eye and tell me how can you say no to love Well, If I had a dollar and if I had a quarter I would buy for you a bottle of the very best malt liquor.

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Red River
by Robert Hoyt (from his Mind's Eye CD)

Since time immemorial they'd come from the       sea The thousands of miles then they'd end their       journey At the same place they began as small fry They'd spill their loads then they'd die A feast for the creatures and the humans too But even then plenty got through They found their birthplace, no one knows       how All we know is they don't come now How did the Red River come by its name Did it run red with salmon when the salmon       runs came But now all that has come to an end Will the Red River run red again Then the white humans came like some fatal       disease Built dams, brought in cows, and they cut       down the trees The salmon eggs died from the washed away       land Smothered by the mud and the sand How did the Red River come by its name Did it run red with salmon when the salmon       runs came But now all that has come to an end Will the Red River run red again   By an Idaho river, I sing of the same Lies a forest ranger station that bears its       name And if you ever should pass by that way Stop, ask them, see what they say How did the Red River come by its name Did it run red with salmon when the salmon       runs came But now all that has come to an end Will the Red River run red again How did the Red River come by its name Did it run red with salmon when the salmon       runs came But now all that has come to an end Will the Red River run red again Will the Red River run red again Will the Red River ever run red again

Plastic Jesus
Sung by Paul Newman in the movie, Cool Hand Luke (1967)

I don't care if it rains or freezes, As long as I got my plastic Jesus Sittin' on the dashboard of my car. Comes in colors pink and pleasant, Glows in the dark cause he's iridescent Take him with you when you travel far. Get yourself a sweet Madonna Dressed in rhinestones sittin' on a Pedestal of abalone shell. Going ninety I ain't scary Cause I got the Virgin Mary Assurin' me that I won't go to Hell.

Beds Are Buring
by Midnight Oil (Australia)

Out where the river broke The blood wood 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? How can we dance when our earth is turning? How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

The time has come To say fair's fair To pay the rent, now To pay our share Four wheels scare the cockatoos From Kintore East to Yuendemu The western desert lives and breathes 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? How can we dance when our earth is turning? How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

The time has come To say fair's fair To pay the rent, now To pay our share The time has come A fact's a fact It belongs to them We're gonna give it back How can we dance when our earth is turning? How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

Everyone is Fancy
by Fred Rogers ("Mister Rogers")

Some are fancy on the outside. Some are fancy on the inside. Everybody's fancy. Everybody's fine. Your body's fancy and so is mine.   Boys are boys from the beginning. Girls are girls right from the start. Everybody's fancy. Everybody's fine. Your body's fancy and so is mine.   Girls grow up to be the mommies. Boys grow up be the daddies. Everybody's fancy. Everybody's fine. Your body's fancy and so is mine.   I think you're a special person And I like your ins and outsides. Everbody's fancy. Everybody's fine. Your body's fancy and so is mine.

Song Writing

Why 'Wichita Lineman' Contains the Greatest Musical Couplet Ever Written Dylan Jones on Jimmy Webb's Enduring Masterpiece, September 6, 2019   "There is little ambiguity about the greatest couplet ever written. The punchline-the sucker punch-of 'Wichita Lineman,' the line in the song that resonates so much, the line that contains one of the most exquisite romantic couplets in the history of song - 'And I need you more than want you / and I want you for all time' - could be many people's perfect summation of love, although some, including writer Michael Hann, think it's something sadder and perhaps more profound. 'It is need, more than want, that defines the narrator's relationship; if they need their lover more than wanting them, then naturally they will want them for all time."   "I was trying to express the inexpressible, the yearning that goes beyond yearning, that goes into another dimension, when I wrote that line. It was a moment where the language failed me really; there was no way for me to pour this out, except to go into an abstract realm, and that was the line that popped out. I think the fascination comes from the fact that it just pushes the language a little bit beyond what it was really meant to express, because it could be deemed perfectly nonsensical - 'I need you more than want you / and I want you for all time.' I mean, those are all abstract concepts, all jammed up together there. But that's because it's trying to express the inexpressible.   "Good songwriting is still important,' said Webb. 'It is a continuing miracle that an art form so potent and influential in the emotional lives of human beings is available to virtually anyone who wants to enjoy it. There's a subtext to classic hit songs, and that subtext is the common experience. By its very nature, it isn't very easy to explain the intangible hook that fastens on to everyone."

Hell's Bells Laboratory
by Ian Mackentosh

The world's first transistor, Bell Laboratory, 1947

We've traveled a long way to bring you this song, A brand new calypso we're sure to get wrong, About the reform school to which we belong, It's the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   Our silicon's grown at low temperature, The crystals resulting are not very pure, We preserve all our lifetimes by using manure at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   Publication of papers will help your career, Promotions assured if you write twenty a year, They are used in the washroom of the chief engineer at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   The economy squeezes pinch more every day, Coffee and tea breaks have been taken away, They are hoping to make the transistor pay at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   Our walls are all graced by the periodic chart, Bill Shockley's picture is sewn over our hearts, Bardeen and Brattain are our sweethearts at the Hells Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   Dislocations and traps are the bane of our life, Imperfections can cause you trouble and strife, But we pick them all out with our scout master's knife at the Hell's Bells Laboratory.   It's the Hell's bells and buckets of blood at the Hell's Bells Laboratory."

Additional Lyrics:

• AZ Lyrics Universe
• Hoyt, Robert - Why Should I Care? from his "Dumpster Diving Across America" CD
• Lyrics.com
• Lyrics Freak
• Ochs, Phil - I Ain't Marching Anymore
• Rovics, David - Who would Jesus bomb?
• Tree Spiker

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