Lyrical Response

[DD4Bills]

Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat
At night he becomes a bartender
He works at Mr. Cacciatore's
Down on Sullivan Street
Across from the medical center
And he's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac (ac-ac-ac-ac-ac)

[PastaJoe]

But I'm sitting now at the bar,
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said "Look man, come down here"
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

[Bill from NYC]

California, tumbles into the sea
That'll be the day I go back to Annandale
Tried to warn you
About Chino and Daddy Gee
But I can't seem to get to you through the U.S. Mail
Well I hear the whistle but I can't go,

I'm gonna, take her down to Mexico, she said oh no
Guadalajara won't do

Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I'm never going back
To my old school

[DrW]

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

[PastaJoe]

Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dying words
Ah but that's the way it goes

All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose

[Bill from NYC]

My uncle start winning, the cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more
Accused him of cheatin', oh no, it couldn't be
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
Hey now, I'm as honest as a Denver man can be, 

 

One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
And I shot him down Lord, he never saw
Shot me another, hot damn, he won't grow old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold

And we hightailed it down to Mexico

Edited yesterday at 11:04 AM by Bill from NYC

[DD4Bills]

Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah
All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown aiming to shoot me down
So, I shot, I shot, I shot him down and I say
If I am guilty I will pay (pay, pay, pay, pay...)

[muppy]

Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs

[PastaJoe]

Ring the bells, ring them loud
Let them ring here and now
Just reach out and ring the bells of freedom
When your world's crashing down like you've lost every round
Stand your ground
And ring the bells of freedom

[muppy]

Who wants to buy this diamond ring?
She took it off her finger, now it doesn't mean a thing
This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore
And this diamond ring doesn't mean what it meant before
So if you've got someone whose love is true
Let it shine for you

[PastaJoe]

Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.

[muppy]

I remember when
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space

And when you're out there without care
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much, hm

 

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

[Bill from NYC]

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 grown up 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 (cowboy to girls)
Oh yes I did
(Cowboys to girls)

[muppy]

Always the cowboy, never the cow
I hate the way my life turned out
There ain't no ranch to roam inside my room
And I've got cotton wool for arms
I won't be much use on the farm
So I'll stay inside and watch him sing his tune
Four, three, two

[PastaJoe]

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
No, I aint gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

[muppy]

Who you trying to get crazy with ése?
Don't you know I'm loco?

To the one on the flamboyant tip
I'll just toss that ham in the frying pan
Like spam, get done when I come and slam
Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam
Don't make me wreck *****, hectic
Next get the chair got me going like General Electric
"Aaaant", the lights are blinking, I'm thinking
It's all over when I go out drinking
Oh, making my mind slow
That's why I don't ***** with the big 4-O
Bro, I got to maintain
'Cause a #####  like me is going insane

[Bill from NYC]

The mountain is high, the valley is low
And you're confused on which way to go
So I've come here to give you a hand
And lead you into the promised land, so

Come on and take a free ride (free ride)
Come on and stand here by my side
Come on and take a free ride

[muppy]

When you were a young boy, did you have a puppy
That always followed you around
Well, I'm gonna be as faithful as that puppy
No, I'll never let you down

 

'Cause it goes on and on, like a river flows
And it gets bigger, baby, and heaven knows
And it gets sweeter, baby, as it grows
And do I love you, my oh my

 

Yeah, river deep, mountain high - yeah, yeah, yeah
And if I lost you would I cry
Oh, how I love you baby.
Baby, baby, baby.