Lyrical Response

[Bill from NYC]

If you ever feel sorrow

For things you might have done

With no hope for tomorrow

In the setting of the sun

 

And the ocean is howling

Of things that might have been

That last good morning sunrise

Will be the brightest you've ever seen

 

In the moonlight, in the midnight

In the moonlight, midnight moonlight

In the moonlight, in the midnight

In the moonlight, midnight moonlight

[WhoTom]

Could have been the whiskey
Might have been the gin
Could have been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the state I'm in

 

[PastaJoe]

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind

[Just Jack]

Son, Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
(And when he died)
All he left us was a loan

[WhoTom]

But when I woke up, Mom and Dad
Are rolling on the couch
Rolling numbers, rock and rollin'
Got my KISS records out

[Just Jack]

I want to wake up in a city
That never sleeps
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap

[PastaJoe]

I was born here in the city
With my back against the wall
Nothing grows and life ain't very pretty
No one's there catch you when you fall

[Just Jack]

I wish I could fly
From this building, from this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me, if I fall?

[WhoTom]

Superman, Superman
Wish I could fly like Superman
Superman, Superman
I want to be like Superman

[DD4Bills]

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

 

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

[Just Jack]

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

Edited October 20, 2021 by Just Jack

[PastaJoe]

Now this crooked little man and his crooked cat and mouse
They all live together in a crooked little house
Has a crooked door with a crooked little latch
Has a crooked roof with a crooked little patch

[WhoTom]

I sat on the roof, and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

[Just Jack]

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

[PastaJoe]

Singin' joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

[Just Jack]

Throw down the guns.
Put on the funny hats.
It's a world dance party. [World dance party.]
We don't need no political crap.
It's a world dance party. [World dance party.]
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[Bill from NYC]

There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution

 

We are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world

[WhoTom]

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
 

[DD4Bills]

You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world

[PastaJoe]

I'd love to change the world
But I don't know what to do
So I'll leave it up to you