Lyrical Response

[Bill from NYC]

Watch out now, take care
Beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go
While Weeping Atlas Cedars
They just want to grow, grow and grow
Beware of darkness 

[WhoTom]

All the world over, so easy to see
People everywhere just wanna be free

[PastaJoe]

If i could rule this whole world,
Then all men would be free,
Free to know love, and it knows love is free,

[Bills4everNY]

This boy is crackin' up

This boy has broke down

She plays it hard

She plays it tough

But that's enough, the love is over

She broke my heart and that is rough

But in the end, you'll soon recover 

[Bill from NYC]

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept dripping
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleeding
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten-thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children

And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall

[PastaJoe]

In the white room with black curtains near the station
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawn light smiles on you leaving, my contentment

[DD4Bills]

The ink is black, the page is white,
Together we learn to read and write.
To read and write.
And now a child can understand
This is the law of all the land;
All the land!

[WhoTom]

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
On the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page

[LeviF]

You better watch what you say
You better watch what you do to me
Don't get carried away
Girl, if you can do better than me

 

Then go
Yeah, go
But remember

 

Good love is hard to find
Good love is hard to find
You got lucky, babe
You got lucky, babe
When I found you

[muppy]

You must be my lucky star
'Cause you shine on me
Wherever you are
I just think of you
And I start to glow
And I need your light
And baby you know

Starlight, star bright
First star I see tonight
Starlight, star bright
Make everything alright
 

[Bill from NYC]

Seems I got to have a change of scene
Every night I have the strangest dream
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left here on my own or so it seems
I got to leave before I start to scream
But someone locked the door and took the keys

 

You feelin' all right, oh oh
I'm not feelin' too good myself, oh oh
You feelin' all right, oh oh
I'm not feelin' too good myself, oh oh

[PastaJoe]

Well, I've got a brand-new pair of roller skates
You've got a brand-new key
I think that we should get together
And try them on to see
I've been looking around a while
You've got something for me
Oh, I've got a brand-new pair of roller skates
You've got a brand-new key

[without a drought]

Everybody knows a little bit

The time for playing innocence is over
Ignorance is a road that leads to trouble
Wisdom is a treasure born in heaven
Those who find her have a precious something

Everybody knows a little bit of something

Now everyone's entitled to his own opinion
Criticism without knowledge
Much is learned from small beginnings
Much forgotten causing folly

Everybody knows a little bit of something
Everybody knows
Everybody knows a little bit
Just a little bit, yeah

[muppy]

Everybody seems to wonder
What it's like down here
I gotta get away
from this day-to-day
running around,
Everybody knows
this is nowhere.

[WhoTom]

Made the scene
Week by week
Day to day
Hour to hour
Gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side

[PastaJoe]

I remember finding out about you

Every day, my mind is all around you

Looking out from my lonely room
Day after day
Bring it home, baby, make it soon
I give my love to you

[Bills4everNY]

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand 

Love letters in the sand

I remember you

And through the sleepless nights

Through every endless day 

I wanna hear you say

l remember you

[Bill from NYC]

I remember (I remember)
When I used to play shoot 'em up
(Shoot 'em up, bang, bang, baby)
I remember
When I chased the girls and beat 'em up

 

But I was young and didn't understand
But now I'm a grownup man
I know girls are made for kissing
Never knew what I was missing
Now my life is not the same
My whole world has been rearranged

 

I went from (Cowboys to girls)
Oh, yes, I did (Shoot 'em up, bang, bang)
(Cowboys to girls)

[muppy]

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

[WhoTom]

West Texas cowboys, they's all around,
With liquor and money, they're loaded down.
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame;
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game,
High-low jack and the winner take the hand.