Lyrical Response

[Bill from NYC]

How long, how long will I slide?
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever

 

Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts
She wanna know am I still a slut?
I've got to take it on the other side

[DD4Bills]

Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a f*** if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort

[PastaJoe]

I ain't no saint, no complaints
So girl, throw out any doubt
And baby (Baby)
Remember (Remember)

It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime
But someday, I'll treat you real fine

[muppy]

You and I must make a pact
We must bring salvation back
Where there is love, I'll be there (I'll be there)

 

I'll reach out my hand to you
I'll have faith in all you do
Just call my name and I'll be there (I'll be there)

[PastaJoe]

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

[muppy]

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

 

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
Oh, what's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)

[DrW]

I was talking
When I should have been listening
I didn't hear a word that anyone said
It must not have been so very important
'Cause I was concerned about instead

So what's going on, what's going on
What's going on inside my head?
What's going on, what's going on
What's going on inside my head?

[PastaJoe]

I must think of a way into your heart
There's no reason why my being shy should keep us apart
And I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you out of my head day and night
Night and day and night, wrong or right
Night and day and night
Wrong or right, day or night
Everyday, every, every day

[muppy]

If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right
If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right

 

*the cheaters anthem I really dislike this song.

[PastaJoe]

I don't wanna know
If you're playin' me, keep it on the low
'Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you're creepin', please don't let it show
Oh, baby, I don't wanna know

[Bill from NYC]

Shun a friend
Shun a brother and a friend
Never look
Never look around the bend
Or check a weather chart
Sign the Mona Lisa
with a spray can, call it art
But never give your love, my friend,
Unto a foolish heart

Unto a foolish heart

 

RIP Robert Hunter

[muppy]

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

[PastaJoe]

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy
All the best people are

Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor, please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice, I'll be the Mad Hatter

[muppy]

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears, without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hidin'
You must help me if you can

 

Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise
To leave them open for so long?

[PastaJoe]

The Soft Parade has now begun
Listen to the engines hum
People out to have some fun
Cobra on my left
Leopard on my right, yeah

[muppy]

All the world over, so easy to see
People everywhere just wanna be free
Listen, please listen, that's the way it should be
There's peace in the valley, people got to be free

 

 

[PastaJoe]

Listen people to what I say
I say everybody's got to have their day

And don't you know that
Everybody's got to love somebody sometime
Everybody's got to win a heart
Everybody's got to love somebody sometime
When you do, I hope you never part

[DrW]

Come on come on, come on come on
Come on its such a joy
Come on its such a joy
Come on let's take it easy
Come on let's take it easy
Take it easy take it easy
Everybody's got something to hide except for me and
My monkey

[muppy]

… Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on

 

… Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man? Yeah
And didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?
Honey, you know I did
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I've had enough
But I'm gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough

 

[PastaJoe]

Poor old Johnnie Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
But he moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along
Who'd blame them?

You've grown (you're grown up)
So grown (so grown up).
Now I must say more than ever

Come on Eileen