Eyes Eyes - by Michael Hurley

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Protein monster
Ate a sack of poison sugar
Crawling out the barn
To the weeds to die
Rolling his EYES
EYES
EYES

Mama molasses
Broke my glasses
And the moon came up
We wiggled our ASSES
She got red EYES
EYES
EYES

Marilyn Monroe
Pointed her TOE
Crawling out the pool
From the water so blue
Camera flashes flashing back
From her EYES
EYES
EYES

The werewolf rides
Everybody hide
He won't be scared when he dies
Look in his EYES
EYES
EYES

Smokey the bear
Standing there
And there's all the woods
All black and bare
Tears in his EYES
EYES
EYES

She called me a bum
Sleeping through the day
There was nothing I wanted to say
I closed my EYES
EYES
EYES

Phone Booth - Robert Cray

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I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
Got no one else to call

Been walkin' all day
Old friends, I can't find
Heart's so cold
Had to buy me some wine
Callin' you, baby
Took my very last dime

I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched up on the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
Got no one else to call

What a Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong

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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
They're really sayin', "I love you"

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Oh, yeah!

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee (Sticks McGee)

by Jerry Lee Lewis

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Well, I was down in New Orleans, everything's fine
All them cats is drinkin' that wine
Drinkin' that mess is their delight
But when they get drunk, they singin' all night

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Pass that bottle to me

They buy it by the gallon, they buy it by the quart
Buy Blackberry, you're doing things smart
Knockin' down windows and tearing down doors
Drunk, drunk, drunk, keep 'em screamin' for more

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Why don't you pass that bottle to me, yeah

Well, they're down on them Bourbon Street at Willie Ben's
Papa Willie wasn't selling, but a little gin
One cat up and ordered him a bottle of wine
He tipped that cat for a dollar and a dime

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Slip that bottle to me, dear, Lord

Wine, wine, wine, Elderberry
Wine, wine, wine, oh, Sherry
Wine, wine, wine, Blackberry
Wine, wine, wine, Half and Half
Wine, wine, wine, good Lord
Pass that bottle to me

Pick it, son, pick it
Wine
Elderberry, whoa
Little taste of Sherry
Give it to me now
Pick it Killer, pick it, pick it, pick it, pick it

Woah
Wine, wine, wine, Elderberry
Wine, wine, wine, oh, Sherry
Wine, wine, wine, Blackberry
Wine, wine, wine, Half and Half
Wine, wine, wine, oh, boy
Pass that bottle to me, yeah

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Visions of Johanna by Bob Dylan

Ain't it just like the night to play
Tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded
Though we're all doing our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play
Blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls
They whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall
To be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
Oh, how can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, "This is what salvation must be like after a while"
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The peddler now speaks
To the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"You can't look at much, can you, man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes everything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

Me and Mr7inches

Stone Walls and Steel Bars by The Stanley Brothers

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Stone walls and steel bars a love on my mind
I'm a three time loser I'm long gone this time

Jealousy has took my young life
All for the love of another man's wife
But I've had it coming I've known all the time
No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind

Gray-haired warden deep Frisco Bay
Guards all around me leading my way
But I've had it coming at the end of the line
No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind

Blind Willie McTell by Bob Dylan

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I've seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying this land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem
Well, I travel through east Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Wille McTell

Mmm, I heard that hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Was his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a moaning
Hear that undertaker's bell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootleg whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

God is in His heaven
And we all want what's His
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of that old Saint James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Jokerman

Bob Dylan

Standing on the waters, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with the TRUTH so far off, what good will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah, but what do you care?
Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo, indeed, could've carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacher man seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time 'til night comes stepping in

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Used to be one o'clock, now two o'clock

Comparing cocks

That's circumference, not girth.

Positively 4th Street - Bob Dylan

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You got a lot of nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lot of nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that’s winning

You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt
Why then don’t you show it?
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What it don’t know to begin with?

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say "How are you?" "Good luck!"
But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once
And SCREAM it?

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand
It’s not my problem?

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

Not sure, but I guess mine's a helmet

I Feel a Change Coming On -- Bob Dylan

(written by Bob Dylan & Robert Hunter)

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Well I'm looking the world over
Looking far off into the East
And I see my baby coming
She's walking with the village priest

I feel a change coming on
And the last part of the day is already gone


We've got so much in common
We strive for the same old ends
And I just can't wait
Wait for us to become friends

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


Life is for love
And they say that love is blind
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


Well now, what's the use in dreaming
You got better things to do
Dreams never did work for me anyway
Even when they did come true


You are as whorish as ever
Baby you could start a fire
I must be losing my mind
You're the object of my desire

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


I'm listening to Billy Joe Shaver
And I'm reading James Joyce
Some people they tell me
I got the blood of the land in my voice


Everybody got all the money
Everybody got all the beautiful clothes
Everybody got all the flowers
I don't have one single rose

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone

Almost Independence Day -- Van Morrison

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I can hear them calling way from Oregon
I can hear them calling way from Oregon
And it's almost Independence Day

Me and my lady, we go steppin' (we go steppin')
We go steppin' way out on China town
All to buy some Hong Kong silver
And the wadin' rushing river (we go steppin')
We go out on the, out on the town tonight

I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
I can hear them echoing
I can hear, I can hear them echoing
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay

I can see the boats in the harbor (way across the harbor)
Lights shining out (lights shining out)
And a cool, cool night
And a cool, cool night across the harbor
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the people, people shouting out
I can hear the people shouting out (up and down the line)
And it's almost Independence Day
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I can see the lights way out in the harbor
And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night
And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night breeze
And I feel the cool night breeze
And I feel, feel, feel the cool night breeze
And the boats go by
And it's almost Independence Day
And it's almost, and it's almost Independence Day

Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line...

Solid Rock -- Bob Dylan

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Well, I'm hanging on to a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
And I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)

For me, He was chastised, for me, He was hated
For me, He was rejected by a world that He created
Nations are angry, cursed are some
People are expecting a false peace to come

Well, I'm hanging on to a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
And I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)

It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit
Twenty-four hours a day, you can feel it and you can hear it
Using every angle under the sun
And He never give up 'til the battle's lost or won

Well, I'm hanging on (oh yes, I am)
To a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
I won't let go and I can't let go
I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)

Call Me -- Aretha Franklin

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I love you (I love you)
And I love you (I love you)
And I love you too (And I love you)
Baby will you call me the moment you get there?
Hey baby, um-hum
I love you (I love you)
And I love you (I love you)
And I love you too (And I love you)
Baby will you call me the moment you get there?
Hey baby, um-hum

Call me (The moment)
The moment (You get there)
You get there? Yeah, yeah, baby, yeah

My dearest, my dearest of all darling (Ah-ooo)
I know, I know, I know, I know we've got to part (Ah-ooo)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
It really doesn't hurt me that bad yeah (Ah-ooo)
Because you're taking me with you
And I'm keeping you right-a here in my heart

It's all because I love you (I love you)
Woo-hoo, and I love you (I love you)
And I love you too (And I love you)
Baby will you call me the moment you get there, baby?
Will you do that? Will you do that for me now?


Call me (The moment)
The moment (You get there)
You get there? Yeah, yeah, baby, yeah
Call me (The moment)
The moment (You get there)
You get there? Yeah, yeah, baby, yeah
Call me (The moment)
The moment (You get there)
You get there? Yeah, yeah, baby, yeah

Black Rider by Bob Dylan

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Black Rider Black Rider you been livin’ too hard
You been up all night havin’ to stay on your guard
The path that you’re walkin’ - is too narrow to walk
Every step of the way another stumblin’ block
The road that you’re on - same road that you know
But it’s not the same as - it was a minute ago

Black Rider Black Rider you’ve seen it all
You’ve seen the great world and you’ve seen the small
You fell into the fire and you’re eating the flame
Better seal up your lips if you want to stay in the game
Be reasonable Mister - be honest be fair
Let all of your earthly thoughts be a prayer

Black Rider Black Rider all dressed in black
I’m walking away and you try to make me look back
My heart is at rest I’d like to keep it that way
I don’t want to fight - at least not today
Go home to your wife stop visiting mine
One of these days I’ll forget to be kind

Black Rider Black Rider tell me when - tell me how
If there ever was a time then let it be now
Let me go through - open the door
My soul is distressed my mind is at war
Don’t hug me - don’t flatter me - don’t turn on the charm
I’ll take out a sword and have to hack off your arm

Black Rider Black Rider hold it right there
The size of your cock will get you nowhere
I’ll suffer in silence I’ll not make a sound
Maybe I’ll take the - high moral ground
Some enchanted evening I’ll sing you a SONG
Black Rider Black Rider you’ve been on the job too long

Saved -- The Band (Leiber & Stoller)

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I used to smoke
I used to drink
I used to smoke, drink and dance the hootchie-koo
I used to smoke and drink, smoke and drink and dance the hootchie-koo
It's true
Now I'm standing on this corner
Praying for me and you

That's why I'm saved
I am saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
I'm saved
I'm gonna preach it until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in the soul saving army, beatin' on the big bass drum

I used to cuss
I used to fuss
I used to cuss, fuss and boogie all night long
I used to cuss and fuss, cuss and fuss and boogie all night long
Now I'm standing on this corner
I know right from wrong

Because I'm saved
I am saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
Saved
I'm gonna preach it until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul saving army, beatin' on the big bass drum

I used to lie
I used to cheat
I used to lie, cheat and step on people's feet
I used to lie and cheat, lie and cheat and step on people's feet
But now I'm stepping on the glory
Salvation is my beat

Because I'm saved
I'm saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
Saved
I'm gonna preach it until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul saving army, beatin' on a big bass drum

I Drink -- Charles Aznavour

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I drink to drive away all the years I have hated
The ambitions frustrated that no longer survive
I drink day after day to the chaos behind me
Yes, I drink to remind me that still I'm alive

So I give you a toast to the endless confusions
To the lies and delusions that have swallowed my life
Yes, I give you a toast to the wine and the roses
To the deadly cirrhosis that can cut like a knife

I drink to catch a gleam of the love we degraded
Of a life that has faded like the vanishing moon
I drink, as in a dream, to my waning desire
To the passionate fire that has burned out so soon

I drink and I drown in the promise you made me
All the times you betrayed me in your anger and spite
When you took on the town, when you looked for the action
When you took satisfaction, like a whore in the night

I drink to make-believe that my life is worth living
That the gods are forgiving at the end of the day
I drink because I grieve for the dreams when we started
For the innocent-hearted who got lost on the way

For the children unborn, for their dead, phantom faces
For our sterile embraces in the tomb of your bed
I drink, and I mourn for the harvest that failed
For the ship that has sailed, for the hope that is dead

I drink to find a place where the darkness can hide me
Till the terror inside me can at last disappear
I drink to my disgrace, till oblivion claims me
Till there's nothing that shames me, till I'm blind to my fear

Yes, I drink till I burst in my own degradation
To the edge of damnation that is waiting below
Yes, I drink with a thirst that destroys and depraves me
And cuffs and enslaves me, and will never let go

I drink until I'm lost, and the street is my hideout
Where I vomit my pride out till I'm gasping for breath
I drink to count the cost of a life I despair for
Until God hears my prayer for the compassion of death

So I spit out my bile at the gods who demean us
At the silence between us, at the love none can save
For a life that is vile, for a soul that is ailing
For a body that's failing as it heads for the grave

I drink without a care... drink because I must...
Drink to my despair... I drink to your disgust...
I drink, drink, drink... by God, I drink!
Yes, I drink!

Devil Got My Woman by Skip James

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I'd rather be the devil than to be that woman' man
I'd rather be the devil than to be that woman' man
Aw, nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind
Was nothin' but the devil, changed my baby's mind

I laid down last night, laid down last night
I laid down last night, tried to take my rest
My mind got to ramblin', like a wild geese
From the west, from the west

The woman I love, woman that I loved
Woman I loved, took her from my best friend
But he got lucky, stoled her back again
And he got lucky, stoled her back again

Most Likely You Go Your Way and I'll Go Mine - Bob Dylan

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You SAY you love me
And you're thinkin' of me
But you know you could be wrong
You SAY you told me
That you wanna hold me
But you know you're not that strong
I just can't do what I done before
I just can't beg you anymore
I'm gonna let you pass
And I'll go last
Then time will tell just who has fell
And who's been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine

You SAY you disturb me
And you don't deserve me
But you know sometimes you lie
You SAY you're shakin'
And you're always achin'
But you know how hard you try
Sometimes it gets so hard to care
It can't be this way everywhere
And I'm gonna let you pass
Yes, and I'll go last
Then time will tell who has fell
And who's been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine

Well the, the judge he holds a grudge
He's gonna call on you
But he's badly built
And he walks on stilts
Watch out he don't fall on you

You SAY you're sorry
For tellin' stories
That you know I believe are true
You SAY you got some
Other kinda lover
And yes, I believe you do
Say my kisses are not like his
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is
I'm just gonna let you pass
Yes, and I'll go last
Then time will tell who has fell
And who's been left behind
When you go your way and I go mine

I Contain Multitudes - Bob Dylan

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Today and TOMORROW and yesterday too
The flowers are dying, like all things do
Follow me close, I’m going to Bally-Na-Lee
I’ll lose my mind if you don’t come with me
I fuss with my hair and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes

Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I’ll drink to the truth, and the things we said
I’ll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

A red cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me what’s next, what shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
Well, I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes

I’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again

I sing the songs of experience, like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything’s flowing, all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes

Pink pedal pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I’m a man of contradictions, I’m a man of many moods
I contain multitudes

You greedy old wolf, I’ll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I’ll sell you down the river, I’ll put a price on your head
What more can I tell ya, I sleep with life and death in the same bed

Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I’ll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I’ll see it to it that there’s no love left behind
I play Beethoven sonatas, Chopin’s preludes
I contain multitudes

Nice to be back

The cock on the left is a real beauty

I Contain Multitutes - Bob Dylan

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TODAY and tomorrow and yesterday too
The flowers are dying, like all things do
Follow me close, I’m going to Bally-Na-Lee
I’ll lose my mind if you don’t come with me
I fuss with my hair and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes

Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I’ll drink to the truth, and the things we said
I’ll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

A red cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me what’s next, what shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
Well, I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes

I’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again

I sing the songs of experience, like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything’s flowing, all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes

Pink pedal pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I’m a man of contradictions, I’m a man of many moods
I contain multitudes

You greedy old wolf, I’ll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I’ll sell you down the river, I’ll put a price on your head
What more can I tell ya, I sleep with life and death in the same bed

Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I’ll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I’ll see it to it that there’s no love left behind
I play Beethoven sonatas, Chopin’s preludes
I contain multitudes

I've Got a Feeling - The Beatles

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I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside
Oh yeah, oh yeah, that's right
I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide
No no no, oh no, oh no
Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah

Oh please believe me, I'd hate to miss the train
Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah
And if you leave me I won't be late again
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah
I've got a feeling

All these years I've been wandering around
Wondering how come nobody told me
All that I was looking for was somebody
Who looked like you

I've got a feeling, that keeps me on my toes
Oh yeah, oh yeah

I've got a feeling, I think that everybody knows
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah
Yeah

Everybody had a hard year
Everybody had a good time
Everybody had a wet dream
Everybody saw the sunshine
Oh yeah, (oh yeah) oh yeah, oh yeah
Everybody had a good year
Everybody let their hair down
Everybody pulled their socks up
Everybody put their foot down
Oh yeah
Yeah I've got a feeling
A feeling deep inside
Oh yeah

Oh yeah

I've got a feeling
A feeling I can't hide
Oh no

Oh no no no

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I've got a feeling

I've got a feeling

Everybody had a good year
Everybody had a hard time

Everybody had a wet dream

Everybody saw the sunshine

Everybody had a good year
Everybody let their hair down

Everybody pulled their socks up

Everybody put the foot down
Oh yeah

Oh yeah

I've got a feeling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

"Star Star" by the Rolling Stones

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Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl
I'm gonna make you scream all night

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get you in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
Get their toes beneath your hook

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

Yeah, I heard about you Polaroids
Now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, girl
Gonna make you scream all night

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the Silver Screen
Honey, I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get your man before he dies

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

U curve

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Bob Dylan (among many others)

Words by Noлl Regney, music by Gloria Shayne

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Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite

Said the little lamb to the shepard boy
Do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky shepard boy
Do you hear what I hear
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepard boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know
In your palace wall mighty king
Do you know what I know
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold

Said the king to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
Pray for peace people everywhere
Listen to what I say
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light

The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light

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World Gone Wrong -- Bob Dylan

(Originally by The Mississippi Sheiks)

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Strange things have happened, like never before
My baby told me I would have to go
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, because the world's gone wrong

Feel bad this morning, ain't got no home
No use in worrying, 'cause the world gone wrong
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, because the world's gone wrong

I told you, baby, right to your head
If I didn't leave you, I would have to kill you dead
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, 'cause the world's gone wrong
I tried to be loving and treat you kind
But it seems like you never right, you got no loyal mind
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, 'cause the world's gone wrong

If you have a woman and she don't treat you kind
Praise the Good Lord to get her out of your mind
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, because the world's gone wrong

Said, when you been good now, can't do no more
Just tell her kindly, "There is the front door"
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, because the world's gone wrong

Pack up my suitcase, give me my hat
No use to ask me, baby, 'cause I'll never be back
I can't be good no more, once like I did before
I can't be good, baby
Honey, because the world's gone wrong

Bob Dylan's 115th Dream

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I was riding on the Mayflower
When I thought I spied some land

I was riding on the Mayflower
When I thought I spied some land
I yelled for Captain Arab
I have you understand
Who came running to the deck
Said, "Boys, forget the whale
Look on over yonder
Cut the engines
Change the sail
Haul on the bowline."
We sang that melody
Like all tough sailors do
When they're far away at sea

"I think I'll call it America,"
I said as we hit land
I took a deep breath
I fell down, I could not stand
Captain Arab he started
Writing up some deeds
He said, "Let's set up a fort
And start buying a place with beads."
Just then this cop comes down the street
Crazy as a loon
He throws us all in jail
For carryin' harpoons

Ah, me I busted out
Don't even ask me how
I went to get some help
I walked by a Guernsey cow
Who directed me down
To the Bowery slums
Where people carried signs around
Saying, "Ban the bums."
I jumped right into line
Saying, "I hope that I'm not late."
When I realized I hadn't eaten
For five days straight

I went into a restaurant
Lookin' for the COOK
I told him I was the editor
Of a famous etiquette book
The waitress he was handsome
He wore a powder blue cape
I ordered some Suzette, I said,
"Could you please make that Crepe?"
Just then the whole kitchen exploded
From boilin' fat
Food was flying everywhere
I left without my hat

Now, I didn't mean to be nosy
But I went into a bank
To get some bail for Arab
And all the boys back in the tank
They asked me for some collateral
And I pulled down my pants
They threw me in the alley
When up comes this girl from France
Who invited me to her house
I went, but she had a friend
Who knocked me out
And robbed my boots
And I was on the street again

Well, I rapped upon a house
With the US flag upon display
I said, "Could you help me out
I got some friends down the way."
The man says, "Get out of here
I'll tear you limb from limb."
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too."
He said, "You're not Him
Get out of here before I break your bones
I ain't your pop."
I decided to have him arrested
And I went looking for a cop

I ran right outside
I hopped inside a cab
I went out the other door
This Englishman said, "Fab."
As he saw me leap a hot dog stand
And a chariot that stood
Parked across from a building
Advertising brotherhood
I ran right through the front door
Like a hobo sailor does
But it was just a funeral parlor
And a man asked me who I was

I repeated that my friends
Were all in jail, with a sigh
He gave me his card
He said, "Call me if they die."
I shook his hand and said "Goodbye"
Ran out to the street
When a bowling ball came down the road
And knocked me off my feet
A pay phone was ringing
And it just about blew my mind
When I picked it up and said "Hello"
This foot came through the line

Well, by this time I's fed up
At trying to make a stab
At bringin' back any help
For my friends and captain Arab
I decided to flip a coin
Like either heads or tails
Would let me know if I should go
Back to ship or back to jail
So I hocked my sailor's suit
And I got a coin to flip
It came up tails
It rhymed with sails
So I made it back to the ship

Well, I got back and took
The parkin' ticket off the mast
I was ripping it to shreds
When this coastguard boat went past
They asked me my name
And I said, "Captain Kidd."
They believed me but
They wanted to know
What exactly that I did
I said for the Pope of Eruke
I was employed
They let me go right away
They were very paranoid

Well, the last I heard of Arab
He was stuck on a whale
That was married to the deputy
Sheriff of the jail
But the funniest thing was
When I was leavin' the bay
I saw three ships sailin'
They were all heading my way
I asked the captain what his name was
And how come he didn't drive a truck
He said his name was Columbus
I just said, "Good luck."

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Paradise -- John Prine

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When I was a child, my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where Paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where Paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away