Lyrical Response

[DD4Bills]

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around, choose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all your touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Edited August 25, 2021 by DD4Bills

[Just Jack]

There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare, I have the touch

[SinceThe70s]

My jacket's going to be cut and slim and checked
Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
I ride a GS scooter with my hair cut neat
I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet

[Just Jack]

I want a girl with the right allocations
Who's fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry
She's putting up her hair
She's touring the facilities
And picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket.

[PastaJoe]

Every day she takes a morning bath
She wets her hair
Wraps a towel 'round her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day

[Just Jack]

My baby takes the morning train
He works from nine to five and then
He takes another home again
To find me waitin' for him

[WhoTom]

I get home at five o’clock,
and I take myself out a nice, cold beer.
Always seem to be wond’rin’
why there’s nothin’ goin’ down here.

[DD4Bills]

We see so many tribes -- overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind
Better people -- better food -- and better beer
Why move around the world when Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn't evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride

[Bill from NYC]

Birds are singing
And the children are playing
There's plenty of work
And the bosses are paying
Not a sad word should
A young heart be saying
But fun is a bore
And with money I'm poor

 

Since I lost my baby
(Since I lost my baby)
Oh, since I lost my baby

[Gugny]

Workin' from seven to eleven every night
Really makes life a drag
I don't think that's right
I've really been the best, the best of fools
I did what I could, yeah

'Cause I love you, baby
How I love you, darling
How I love you, baby
My beloved little girl, little girl

But baby, since I've been loving you, yeah
I'm about to lose my, my worried mind, oh yeah

[PastaJoe]

I've got to quit you, yeah
Ooh, baby baby baby baby baby baby ooh
Don't you hear it callin' me?
Woman, woman, I know, I know
It feels good to have you back again
And I know that one day baby, it's really gonna grow, yes it is
We gonna go walkin' through the park every day

[SinceThe70s]

Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July

[Just Jack]

… Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Oh, Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

[WhoTom]

Well, 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

[PastaJoe]

You hear him howling around your kitchen door
You better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again

[DD4Bills]

The writer stare with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage

 

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

 

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more

[CountDorkula]

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Aw, big bowl of sauerkraut!
Every single mornin'!
It was driving me crazy

I said to my mom
I said, "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said, "It's good for you!"
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

[WhoTom]

So follow me, it's good for you
That good old fashioned medicated goo
Ooo, ain't it good for you?
My own homegrown recipe'll see you through

 

[PastaJoe]

Just an old fashioned love song
Playing on the radio
And wrapped around the music is the sound
Of someone promising they'll never go

 

[DD4Bills]

Mephistopheles is not your name
I know what you're up to just the same
I will listen hard to your tuition
You will see it come to its fruition
I'll be wrapped around your finger
I'll be wrapped around your finger