Lyrical Response

[ExWNYer]

All the small things
True care truth brings
I'll take one lift
Your ride, best trip
Always I know
You'll be at my show
Watching, waiting
Commiserating

 

Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na

[WhoTom]

When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

 

 

[PastaJoe]

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

[ExWNYer]

Hands across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water (water)
Heads across the sky

 

Admiral Halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldn't get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea and butter pie (butter pie)
The butter wouldn't melt so I put it in the pie

[Bill from NYC]

Half a mile from the county fair
And the rain came pourin' down
Me and Billy standin' there
With a silver half a crown

Hands are full of a fishin' rod
And the tackle on our backs
We just stood there gettin' wet
With our backs against the fence

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Hope it don't rain all day

 

[WhoTom]

There are men high up there fishing
Haven't seen quite enough of the world
I ain't seen a sign of my hero
And I'm still diving down for pearls

Let me flow into the ocean
Let me get back to the sea
Let me be stormy, let me be calm
Let the tide in and set me free

[SinceThe70s]

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

[ChevyVanMiller]

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm

 

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm

[SinceThe70s]

There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
Saying come on, boy, you better make it back home again
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name

 

Oh, Gator Country, a little bit of that chomp chomp

[PastaJoe]

There's a skeeter on my peter, whack if off!
There's a skeeter on my peter, whack it off!
There's a dozen on my cousin, I can hear them bastards buzzin';
There's a skeeter on my peter, whack it off!

[WhoTom]

^ That brought back memories! (Foggy memories, but memories nonetheless.)

 

 

Day before my birthday me and my cousin Dave
Drove his truck down to the border
And we hitchhiked the rest of the way
Down through Mexico

 

[SinceThe70s]

Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot
Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back
Of a rented ford
They couldn't know they weren't going far

[WhoTom]

Now I'm a-standin' on the corner in Winslow, Arizona
With such a fine sight to see
It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford
Slowin' down to take a look at me

 

[PastaJoe]

Arizona take off your rainbow shades 
Arizona have another look at the world, my my my 
Arizona cut off your Indian braids 
Arizona (Hey won'tcha) go my way 
Arizona take off your hobo shoes 
Arizona have another look at the world, my my my

[RaoulDuke79]

Girl, your memory
Won't ever haunt me
'Cause I don't love you
Now if you'll buy that

I got some ocean front property in Arizona
From my front porch you can see the sea
I got some ocean front property in Arizona
If you'll buy that I'll throw the golden gate in free

[WhoTom]

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
Puff puff puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette

 

[RaoulDuke79]

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

[PastaJoe]

What's the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
What's the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

[Figster]

Well, woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand

Whose wine? What wine? Where the hell did I dine?

Must have been a dream I don't believe where I've been

Come on, lets do it again

 

Do you... You, feel like I do?

Howd ya feel?

Do you...you, feel like I do?

[WhoTom]

And I feel

Like I've been here before
Feel

Like I've been here before
And you know

It makes me wonder
What's going on

Down under

The ground