Lyrical Response

[SinceThe70s]

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

 

Substitute me for him
Substitute my coke for gin
Substitute you for my mum
At least I'll get my washing done

[Gugny]

My heater's broke and I'm so tired
I need some fuel to build a fire
The girl next door, her lights are out, yeah
The landlord's gone, I'm down and out

 

Ooh, it's cold gin time again
You know it'll always win
Cold gin time again
You know it's the only thing
That keeps us together

[SinceThe70s]

Once was a sweet thang baby... held out her lovin' in our hands
Now I reach to kiss your lips... the touch don't mean a thing
And that's a cold shot baby... yeah that's a drag
A cold shot baby... I let our love go bad

[Bill from NYC]

Well I married me a wife,

Gave me trouble my whole life,

She put me,

Out in the cold, rain and snow.

[Gray Beard]

Way out here they've got a name
For wind and rain and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Joe
And they call the wind Mariah

 

Mariah blows the stars around
Sends the clouds a-flyin'
Mariah makes the mountain sound
Like folks was up there dyin'

 

Mariah, Mariah
They call the wind Mariah

[PastaJoe]

Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin'
Searching for shelter again and again

 

Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

[SinceThe70s]

Let me be you're shelter shelter
From the storm outside
Let me be your shelter shelter
From the endless tide

[Bill from NYC]

I'll learn to play the saxophone,

And I'll play just what I feel,

Drink scotch whiskey, all night long,

And die behind the wheel.

 

They've got a name for the winners in the world,

I want a name when I lose,

They call Alabama the CRIMSON TIDE,

Call me Deacon Blues.

[Gray Beard]

(I couldn’t pass on this opportunity...)

 

Oh Alabama
The devil fools
With the best laid plan
Swing low Alabama
You got the spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment
Is all that it meant

Alabama, you got
The weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back
Your Cadillac
Has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

[WhoTom]

Jenny said when she was just about 5 years old
"You know, my parents are gonna be the death of us all
Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars
Well, you know, ain't gonna help me at all, not at all."

[Gugny]

I sit around and watch the tube but, nothing's on
I change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I'm sick of all the same old sh!t
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm f**king lazy

[WhoTom]

This is a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose

 

[Gray Beard]

Every which way but loose
You turn me
Every which way but loose
Inside the fire's burnin' me
In my mind you just keep turnin' me
Every which but loose
Baby there's no excuse
To turn me every which way but loose

[PastaJoe]

I'm here to please
I'm even on my knees
Makin' love to whoever I please
I gotta do it my way
I gotta do it my way
And when you came around
You tried to tie me down
I was such a clown
You had to have it your way
Well I'm sayin' no way

 

So why don't you turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
I gotta do it my way
Or no way at all

[Bill from NYC]

I only want to hold you,

I don't want to tie you down,

Or fit you in the lines, I might have drawn.

 

It's just that I, oh I, have gotten used to having you around,

The landscape would be empty, if you were gone.

 

[Gray Beard]

I wanna hold you til I die
Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you til the fear in me subsides

[WhoTom]

Breakdown, go ahead and give it to me
Breakdown, honey, take me through the night
Breakdown, now I'm standin' here, can't you see?
Breakdown, it's all right

 

[Gray Beard]

You've got to give it to me
You've got to give it to me

 

You're so slick now, know every trick now
You know I want it, I want it so bad
You know I need it, I can't believe it
So come on baby, Please relieve it

[PastaJoe]

If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

[WhoTom]

So glad we made it, so glad we made it
You got to gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'
Gimme some lovin' every day