bang bang
I was five and he was six
we rode on horses made of sticks
he wore black and I wore white
he would always win the fight
bang, bang
he shot me down
bang, bang
I hit the ground
bang, bang
that awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down.
seasons came and changed the time, when I grew up I called him mine
he would always laugh and say remember when
we used to play bang bang I shot you down bang
bang you I hit the ground bang bang that awful sound
bang bang I used to shoot you down
music played and people sang
just for me the church bells rang
now he’s gone I don’t know why
and to this day sometimes I cry
he didn’t even say goodbye he didn’t take the time to lie
bang, bang
he shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground
bang, bang that awful sound, bang bang
my baby shot me down.
talkin` `bout the revolution
Don`t you know
They`re talkin` `about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don`t you know
They`re talkin` `bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
While they`re standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion
Don`t you know
They`re talkin` `bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what`s theirs
Don`t you know You better run, run, run…
Oh it said you better run, run, run…
Cause finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin` `bout a revolution
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin` `bout a revolution oh no
Talkin` `bout a revolution oh
While they`re standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion
Don`t you know
They`re talkin` `bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
And finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin` `bout a revolution
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin` `bout a revolution oh no
Talkin` `bout a revolution oh no
Talkin bout a revolution oh no
sorry (baby, can I hold you)
Sorry
Is all that you can’t say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like sorry like sorry
Forgive me
Is all that you can’t say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like forgive me forgive me
But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you’d be mine
[Baby Can I Hold You lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
I love you
Is all that you can’t say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like I love you I love you
But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you’d be mine
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you’d be mine
You’d be mine
You’d be mine
have you ever seen the rain
Someone told me long ago
There’s a calm before the storm, I know
And it’s been coming for some time
When it’s over, so they say
It’ll rain a sunny day, I know
Shining down like water
I wanna know
Have you ever seen the rain
I wanna know
Have you ever seen the rain
Coming down on a sunny day
Yesterday and days before
Sun is cold and rain is hard, I know
Been that way for all my time
‘Til forever on it goes
Thru the circle fast and slow, I know
And it can’t stop, I wonder
I wanna know
Have you ever seen the rain
I wanna know
Have you ever seen the rain
Coming down on a sunny day
the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone’s out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking…
And the menus are all freezing, and the light man’s blind in one eye
And he can’t see out of the other
And the piano-tuner’s got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
[The Piano Has Been Drinking lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
‘Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking…
And you can’t find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can’t get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
‘Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
better off without a wife
all my friends are married
every Tom and Dick and Harry
you must be strong
to go it alone
here’s to the bachelors
and the bowery bums
and those who feel that they’re the ones
who are better off without a wife
I like to sleep until the crack of noon
midnight howlin’ at the moon
goin’ out when I wanto, comin’ home when I please
I don’t have to ask permission
if I want to go out fishing
and I never have to ask for the keys
never been no Valentino
had a girl who lived in Reno
left me for a trumpet player
didn’t get me down
he was wanted for assault
though he said it weren’t his fault
well the coppers rode him right
out of town
(chorus) selfish about my privacy
as long as I can be with me
we get along so well I can’t believe
I love to chew the fat with folks
and listen to all your dirty jokes
I’m so thankful for these friends
I do receive
(chorus)
waltzing matilda
Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did, I’ve got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
I’m an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And I’m tired of all these soldiers here
No one speaks English, and everything’s broken,
and my Stacys are soaking wet
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab’s parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open,
And I’m down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmill’s I staggered, you’d bury the dagger
In your silhouette window light go
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I’ve kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinamen, and the cold-blooded signs,
And the girls down by the strip-tease shows, go
Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
No, I don’t want your sympathy, the fugitives say
That the streets aren’t for dreaming now
And manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,
They want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor,
And the old men in wheelchairs know
And Mathilda’s the defendant, she killed about a hundred,
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me
And it’s a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace,
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on an
Old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers
And goodnight to Mathilda, too
a long time gone
It’s been a long time comin’
It’s goin’ to be a long time gone.
And it appears to be a long,
Appears to be a long,
Appears to be a long time,
Yes, a long, long, long, long time,
Before the dawn.
Turn, turn any corner.
Hear, you must hear what the people say,
You know there’s something that’s goin’ on around here,
That surely, surely, surely won’t stand the light of day.
And it appears to be a long, (yes it does)
Appears to be a long,
Appears to be a long time,
Such a long, long, time,
Before the dawn.
Speak out, you got to speak out against the madness
You got to speak your mind,
If you dare.
But don’t, no don’t no try to get yourself elected.
If you do you had better cut your hair.
And it appears to be a long, (yes it does)
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long time,
Such a long, long, long, long time,
Before the dawn.
It’s been a long time comin’,
It’s going to be a long time gone.
But you know, the darkest hour,
Is always, always just before the dawn.
And it appears to be a long,
Appears to be a long,
Appears to be a long time,
Such a long, long, long, long time before the dawn
try
Try, try, try just a little bit harder
So I can love, love, love him, I tell myself
‘Cause I’m gonna try, oh yeah, just a little bit harder
So I won’t lose, lose, lose him to nobody else, yeah.
Hey, I don’t care how long it’s gonna take ya
But if it’s a dream I don’t want No I don’t really want it
Yeah if it’s a dream I don’t want nobody to wake me.
Yeah I’m gonna try, oh yeah, just a little bit harder
So I can give, give, give, give him every bit of my soul.
I’m gonna try, oh yeah, just a little bit harder
So I can show, show, show him love with no control, yeah.
Hey! I don’t care how long it’s gonna take ya
But if it’s a dream I don’t want
No I don’t really want it
Yeah if it’s a dream I don’t want nobody to wake me.
Hey, dig it! Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, all right.
Try oh yeah, hey, try oh yeah, Lord, Lord, Lord,
Try oh yeah, try oh yeah, Lord, Lord, Lord,
Try oh yeah yeah, try, whoa, try oh yeah, Lord, Lord, Lord,
Push, work, push, work, oh yeah, try, oh yeah hey!
Try oh yeah, hey try oh yeah,
Try Lord, try, try, you ain’t trying man
You’re not trying out man, come up with it.
Come on, that’s a wanker that listens to words, man.
Hey you gotta work all night
Hey little girl, gotta push on
You gotta need
Work a little more, hey, try a little more,
Need a little more
Yeah, work on, push on, move on, move on,
You gotta work for it, you gotta work on it
Push on, need on, move on,
Move on, hey hey hey.
Work it daddy,
Work it daddy,
Come on, work it daddy, oh
Yeah, yeah, you better try, try, try, try a little more
You ain’t never gonna get any man if that’s the sort of thing you can do.
Shit, there’s lot more talent around than that man.
Try, try, try, try try try,
You’ve gotta try, try, try, try,
Try, try, try, try, try, try…
You gotta try, try, try, try…
Lord, try, try, try, try,
Lord, try, try, try, try,
Hey, try, try, try, try,
Hey, try oh yeah, try oh yeah, Lord, Lord, Lord
Try oh yeah, hey, try whoa, try oh yeah
Try oh yeah, Lord, Lord, Lord, try oh yeah
Try oh yeah, hey, hey, hey,
Try oh yeah, try oh yeah,
Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord.
And don’t you forget!
Janis Joplin!
Boy they’re incredible.
Quiet, quiet!
I’ll tell you one thing, we sure turned a trainful of freaks into a party, man, ha ha ha ha, didn’t we, boys ? All right, all right, now what should I do ? Get it ?
“Get it While You Can” ? “Get it While You Can” !
All right. I’ll do a song, man, that I’ll tell you you could apply it to more or less to anything you want to but it could almost be even called the truth man. I wouldn’t go that far, I wouldn’t heavy up on anyone like that, man. I’ll tell you one thing, songs got something to say, man, if you can dig it. It’s talking about everybody’s life, man, and what passes by you and what you miss and what you’re gonna have, man. This is a song called Get it While You Can ’cause it ain’t gonna be there when you wake up, man. (On Richard!) Richard Bell on piano.
white rabbit
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall
Tell ‘em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
And call Alice, when she was just small
When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go
And you’ve just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice, I think she’ll know
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking backwards
And the red queen’s off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Head your head, head your head
