Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown

 

Growing up, it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass-production zone

Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone

 

Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out

Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out

[Ridgewaycynic2013]

Little boxes on the hillside 

Little boxes made of ticky tack

Little boxes on the hillside 

Little boxes all the same

There’s a pink one and a green one 

And a blue one and a yellow one

And they’re all made out of ticky tack

And they all look just the same 

[Gray Beard]

On the way to Bimbombey
There's a hill on the way to Bimbombey
There's a house on the hill and a girl in the house
On the hill on the way to Bimbombey
A house on the hill and a girl in the house
On the hill on the way to Bimbombey

 

[KD in CA]

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing, stretching every nerve
Had to listen, had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Son", he said, "grab your things, I've come to take you home"

[WhoTom]

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis

Edited May 3, 2019 by WhoTom

[SinceThe70s]

Meet the Mets

Meet the Mets

Step right up and greet the Mets!

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game, mm yeah

 

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

[WhoTom]

They say there's a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun
You know that only the good die young

[Gray Beard]

Heaven must be missin' an angel
Missin' one angel, child
'Cause you're here with me right now
Your love is heavenly, baby
Heavenly to me, baby

 

Your kiss, filled with tenderness
I want all I can get 
Of your sexiness
Showers, your love comes in showers
And every hour on the hour
You let me feel your loving power

[Figster]

 

Mama, take this badge off of me

I can't use it anymore

Its gettin dark, to dark to see

I feel I'm knockin on heavens door

 

[Gray Beard]

Will you have whiskey with your water
Or sugar with your tea
What are these crazy questions
That they're asking of me
This is the craziest party
That there ever could be
Oh, don't turn on the light
'Cause I don't want to see

 

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun

[WhoTom]

Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest

'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night

[Gray Beard]

Everybody wants somebody
Everybody wants somebody to love
Someone to love
Someone to kiss
Sometime to miss, now
Someone to squeeze
Someone to please
And I need you you you

[RaoulDuke79]

Yes I love good cold beer
And mustard on my fries
I love a good loud honky tonk
That rocks on Friday night

And hell yes I love my truck
But I want you to know
Honey I love your love the most

[PastaJoe]

I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

[Gray Beard]

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

 

Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now you're set
And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis
As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet

[WhoTom]

Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'
So hush, little baby, don't you cry

[Gray Beard]

In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find

 

If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a turn or return the twenty-five
When the sun goes down
You can make it, make it good and really fine

[PastaJoe]

Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright

And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city

[SinceThe70s]

I've been down, but not like this before 
Can't be 'round this kind of show no more 
All, all that you dream 
Comes to shine in silver lining 
And clouds, clouds change the scene 
Rain starts washing all these cautions 
Right into your life, make you realize 
Just what is true, what else can I do 
Just follow the rule 
Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you 
I've been down, but not like this before