Lyrical Response

[SinceThe70s]

You know my name
Look up the number
You, you know, you know my name

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number

 

867-5309

[WhoTom]

I call you on the telephone my voice too rough from cigarettes
I sometimes feel I should just go home
But I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets
I love to hear you say my name especially when you say yes
I got your body right now on my mind and I've drunk myself blind
To the sound of old T-Rex
To the sound of old T-Rex, and Who's Next.

 

 

[DC Tom]

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, LEONARD BERNSTEIN!

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, right?  Right?

[KD in CA]

I asked her her name, she said: "Blah-blah-blah"
She had 9/10 pants and a very big bra
I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused
I said: "How do you like the show?" She said: "I was very amused"
I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-range
But when I sprung the question, she acted kind of strange
Then when I asked, "Do ya have a man?", she tried to pretend
She said: "No, I don't, I only have a friend"
Come on!
I'm not even goin' for it, this is what I'm goin' sing

You, you got what I need
But you say he's just a friend
And you say he's just a friend, oh baby
You got what I need
But you say he's just a friend
But you say he's just a friend, oh baby
You got what I need
But you say he's just a friend
But you say he's just a friend

[Gray Beard]

Manhattan women are all in silk and satin
Or so the fellas say
There's just one thing necessary in Manhattan
When you have just one day
Gotta pick up a date
Maybe seven or eight on your way
In just one day

[SinceThe70s]

Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got plastic boots
Y'all got cocaine eyes
Yeah, you got speed-freak jive

[Bill from NYC]

If all you got to live for,

Is what you left behind,

Get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine.

 

Lost my boots in transit babe,

A pile of smoking leather.

Nailed a retread to my feet, and prayed for better weather.

Edited October 29, 2019 by Bill from NYC

[Gugny]

Runnin' through this business of life
Raisin' sand if I'm needed to.
Ain't so funny when things ain't feelin' right.
Then daddy's hand helps to see me through.
Sweet as sugar, love won't wash away.
Rain or shine, it's always here to stay.
All these years you and I've spent together.
All this, we just couldn't stand the weather.

[Gray Beard]

Dearly beloved, we have gathered here today
To get through this thing called life
Electric word life it means forever and that's a mighty long time
But I'm here to tell you there's something else (Go crazy)

 

If you don't like, the world you're living in
Take a look around you at least you got friends

[row_33]

On 10/27/2019 at 9:17 PM, Gray Beard said:

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships roll in
Then I watch 'em roll away again

 

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide, roll away
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

 

Sittin' stoned alone in my backyard
Askin' myself "Why should I work so hard?"
Sittin' dreamin' 'bout the days to come
Half-undressed, just soakin' up the sun

 

Sittin' here, I hope I don't get fried
Two years ago, you know, I almost died
And yet, there's nothin' better for your soul
Than lyin' in the sun and listenin' to rock 'n roll

 

Sunny days
Oh, sunny, sunny, sunny days
Ain't nothin' better in the world, you know
Than lyin' in the sun with your radio

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down

[SinceThe70s]

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz
 

[Bill from NYC]

I wanna say to my sisters and brothers, keep the faith.

When the storm flies and the wind blows,

Go on a steady pace.

 

When the battle is fought and the victory's won,

We can all shout together "we have overcome!"

We'll talk to the father and the son,

When we make it to the Promised Land.

Edited October 30, 2019 by Bill from NYC

[WhoTom]

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten oh nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line.

 

[SinceThe70s]

Well now, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock n' roll band?
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

[Gray Beard]

Well I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting on the Double E
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor poor pitiful me

 

[Bill from NYC]

Well my mama told me, my papa told me too.

Well my mama told me, papa told me too,

Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues.

 

Wish I had listened to what my mama said,

Wish I had listened to what my mama said,

Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed.

[Gugny]

Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.

But mama, that's where the fun is!

[WhoTom]

Over the mountain watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness, waking the grapevine
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine


Set the controls for the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun