Lyrical Response

[PastaJoe]

Go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
You can justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after
One tin soldier rides away

[muppy]

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead-end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Alright, let's go

[Bill from NYC]

If it seems your friends desert you
There's somebody thinking of you
I'm the one who'll never hurt you
Maybe that's because I love you

Call me, don't be afraid, you can call me
Maybe it's late, but you call me
Tell me, and I'll be around

[PastaJoe]

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) I'll arrive
When you're ready, we can share the wine
Call me

 

[muppy]

You just call out my name
And you know, wherever I am
I'll come runnin'
To see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

[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

[DD4Bills]

People look to me and say
"Is the end near, when is the final day?"
What's the future of mankind
How do I know, I got left behind

 

Everyone goes through changes
Looking to find the truth
Don't look at me for answers
Don't ask me, I don't know

[PastaJoe]

All the waiters in your grand café
Leave their tables when you blink, ohh
Every dog must have his everyday
Every drunk must have his drink
Don't wait for answers
Just take your chances
Don't ask me why

[Tuco]

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny going on," he said. "I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hanging judge, but the hanging judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts.

Edited 16 hours ago by Tuco

[PastaJoe]

Playin' with the Queen of Hearts
Knowin' it ain't really smart
The Joker ain't the only fool
Who'll do anythin' for you
Layin' out another lie
Thinkin' 'bout a life of crime
'Cause that's what I'll have to do
To keep me away from you

[muppy]

Set my free, why don't you, babe?
Get out my life, why don't you, babe?
'Cause you don't really love me
You just keep me hangin' on