Lyrical Response

[muppy]

Set me free, why don't you, baby?
Get out my life, why don't you, baby?
'Cause you don't really love me
You just keep me hangin' on
You don't really need me
But you keep me hangin' on
 

[gobilz]

Just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luck
I've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here I go

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free

[WhoTom]

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page

[PastaJoe]

And here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again

[muppy]

On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him 'til morning

 

Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me

[Bill from NYC]

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone

All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.

 

Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea

All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind

[WhoTom]

I write the same old song with a few new lines
And everybody wants to cheer it
I write the same old song you heard a good few times
Admit you really want to hear it

[PastaJoe]

Get yourself cooler
Lay yourself low
Coincidental murder
With nothing to show
When the judge's constipation
Go to his head
And his wife's aggravation
You're soon enough dead

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend

[muppy]

Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow
Out on the street, your chances are zero
Take a look around you (come on now)
It ain't too complicated
You're messing with murder incorporated

[gobilz]

Billy's got a gun,he's on the run
Confusion in his mind, the blind leads the blind
Yeah, Billy's got a gun, he's gonna shoot ya down
He's got evil in his eyes, got a reason to despise
There's danger in the air

[Bill from NYC]

Woman, when I saw you comin'
Should've started runnin'
Evil woman

Woman, I offered to you my soul
You ran it over hot coals
You evil woman

 

Woman, thought you were a blessin'
Then I caught you messin'
Evil woman

Woman, you ain't got no feelin'
You're just a dirty dealin'
Yeah

[gdabillsfan]

Come on, come on and surry down to a stoned soul picnic
Surry down to a stoned soul picnic (Can you surry, can you picnic?)
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine
Stoned soul, stoned soul, whoa

[WhoTom]

Uh, well, a-bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love [Huh!]

I'm all shook up

[muppy]

 When the waters is rough
The sailing is tough,
I'll get drowned in your love.
You've got a cut throat crew,
I'm gonna sink under you,
I got the bell bottom blues,
It's gonna be the death of me.
It's the graveyard watch,
Running right on the rocks,
I've taken all of the knocks.
You ain't giving me no quarter.
I'd rather drink sea water,
I wish I'd never had brought you,
It's gonna be the death of me.
Soul survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul survivor,
Gonna be the death of me

[SinceThe70s]

Now when you're feeling low and the fish won't bite
You need a little bit o' soul to put you right

[PastaJoe]

When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I'll dry them all
I'm on your side
Oh, when times get rough
And friends just can't be found

Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

[muppy]

Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven

 

[WhoTom]

Okay (okay, okay, okay)
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more (Ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh)
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go

[muppy]

Welcome back, my friends
To the show that never ends.
We're so glad you could attend!
Come inside! Come inside!

[Just Jack]

Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream