Lyrical Response

[Son of a K-Gun]

If I could open my arms and span
The length of the isle of Manhattan
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
If I could open my mouth wide enough
For a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing and bend
Through alleys and bounce off all the buildings

[Gugny]

Baby
Mmm baby
'M gonna bring it on home to you
I've got my ticket, I've got that load
Gone up, go higher, all aboard
'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah
Watch this train goin' down the track
Gonna bring it on home
Bring it on home to you
Watch out, watch out, man move

[WhoTom]

I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road,
When along came a semi with a high and canvas-covered load.
"If you're goin' to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride."
And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside.
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand.
And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land!"

 

 

[muppy]

I was born in a trunk
Mama died and my daddy got drunk
Left me here to die alone
In the middle of Tobacco Road

[DD4Bills]

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right. I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas! Gas! Gas

[Joe Ferguson forever]

My daddy was the family bassman
My mama was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn'
With music coming in my ears, in my ears

They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
I hit the road and I'm gone
What's my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
Scoot down the road, what's my number?
I wonder how your engines feel
Shine a light

[Gugny]

I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle of investigation
I break down

[Son of a K-Gun]

It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry

[without a drought]

Save me, from all the lies
Take me. Please free my mind
Beside me. Please guide me
Inside me, lost my mind!
Sweet mystery of illusion
Light blinds us one and all
Enslaved in passions freedom
A door becomes a wall

[cwater10]

Hey, if you are looking for a little action
Hey, if you are looking for a place to go
Hey, if you are looking for some satisfaction
Whoa, it's the voices of freedom
Whoa, it's the voices of freedom
Hey, if you are looking for a little inspiration
Hey, if you are looking for a little bit of soul
Hey, if you are looking for a little, hey, gut reaction
It's the voices of freedom 

[Son of a K-Gun]

I have a lover
A lover like no other
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul
And she teach me how to sing
Shows me colours when there's none to see
Gives me hope when I can't believe
That for the first time
I feel loved

[Joe Ferguson forever]

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance... I hope you dance...

[without a drought]

Deep in the ocean
A thought of you carries me there
Move in slow motion
I float above you in the air

[WhoTom]

I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there's nothing I can do, yeah

[PastaJoe]

What's your name? (What's your name?)
Who's your daddy? (Who's your daddy?)
(He rich) is he rich like me?
Has he taken (has he taken)
Any time (any time)
(To show) to show you what you need to live?

 

[Son of a K-Gun]

You're a precious stone, you're out on your own
You know everyone in the world, but you feel alone
Daddy won't let you weep, daddy won't let you ache
Daddy gives you as much as you can take
Aha, sha-la. Aha sha-la
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car

[cwater10]

Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths, he buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

[WhoTom]

When you go down to Deep Elem

to have a little fun
Have your fifty dollars ready

when the police man comes

 

 

[Just Jack]

Deep ocean vast sea
Your ocean heart
Clothed in respect
And sweet caress
My uneasy mind
You dip and you swell
Float and you find
And sweet caress
My uneasy mind

[Son of a K-Gun]

I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Well, he just drove off, sometimes life's okay
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh, what did I say?
Well, you just laughed it off and it was all okay

And we'll all float on, okay
And we'll all float on, okay
And we'll all float on, okay
And we'll all float on anyway, well