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Posted

Bring tea for the Tillerman 
Steak for the sun 
Wine for the woman who made the rain come 
Seagulls sing your hearts away 
'Cause while the sinners sin, the children play

Posted

My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession

 

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

Posted (edited)

Crying, “Jesus, help me
To feel the love again in my own land;
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm.”

Can you hear the voice of the children
Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
Blood of the innocent on their hands.

Crying, “Jesus, help me
To feel the sun again upon my face;
For when darkness clears I know you’re near,
Bringing peace again.”

Dali cujete sve djecje molitive?
Can you hear the prayer of the children

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uqRSekB02M

 

Edited by muppy
Posted

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the mornin'
By yer radio
Do the walls close in t' suffocate ya
You ain't got no friends . . .
An' all the others: they hate ya
Does the life you been livin' gotta go, hmmm?
Well, lemme straighten you out
About a place I know . . .

Posted

Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever,

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever
In the mornin', a fever all through the night

Posted

When we were young, the future was so bright

The old neighborhood was so alive

And every kid on the whole damn street

Was gonna make it big and not be beat

 

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn

The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn

How can one little street

Swallow so many lives

Posted (edited)

Well the kids don't eat
And the dog can't sleep
There's no escape from the music
In the whole damn street

Edited by WhoTom
Posted

All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swinging, swaying, and records playing
Dancing in the street

Oh, it doesn't matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on, every guy, grab a girl
Everywhere around the world

Posted

Do you like good music
That sweet soul music
Just as long as it's swingin'
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Out here on the floor now
We're going to a go go
Ah dancin to the music
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Posted

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister


He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello. Hey, Joe. You wanna give it a go?"

Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here, here
Mocha Chocalata ya ya
Creole lady Marmalade

Posted

Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand?
Hey Joe, I said, where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man, yeah

Posted

Well, there's a brand new place I've found
Where people go from miles around
They come from everywhere
And if you drop in there
You might see anyone in town

Goin' to a go-go
(Everybody's)
Goin' to a go-go
(Come on now)
Don't you want to go
(Yeah)

Posted (edited)

His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down."

Edited by WhoTom
Posted

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb
Mother do you think they'll like the song
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls
Ooooh aah, Mother should I build a wall

Posted

Think (think) think (think) think (think)
Think (think) think (think) think (think)

You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free

Let's go back, let's go back, let's go way on way back when
I didn't even know you, you couldn't have been too much more than ten. (just a child)
I ain't no psychiatrist, I ain't no doctor with degrees
It don't take too much high IQ's to see what you're doing to me

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