Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down

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

 

Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go

But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go, nowhere to go

 

[Gray Beard]

It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so

Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning
Lazy day in bed music in my head
Crazy music playing in the morning light

 

It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so

 

I love my sunny day
Dream of far away
Dreaming on my pillow in the morning
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning light

[PastaJoe]

You're sailing softly through the sun
In a broken stone age dawn
You fly so high

 

I get a strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic
Oh, it's a strange magic
Got a strange magic
Got a strange magic

 

You're walking meadows in my mind
Making waves across my time
Oh no, oh no

 

I get a strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic
Oh, it's a strange magic
Got a strange magic
Got a strange magic

[KD in CA]

Summer, it turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry go round
I see you under the midnight
All shackles and bows
High shoes with the cleats a clickin'
A tempermental glow

Oh, don't you let me go
 

Oh, I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you tonight
Oh, I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you
I'll check

 

When I'm with you

(Oh oh it's magic) Just a little magic
You know it's true
I gotta hold on you

[Gray Beard]

Here comes summer
School is out, oh, happy day
Here comes summer
I'm gonna grab my girl and run away
Here comes summer
We'll go swimmin' every day
And let the sun shine bright on my happy summer home

 

Well, school's not so bad but summer's better
It gives me more time to see my girl
Walks through the park 'neath the shiny moon
When we kiss, she makes my flattop curl

 

It's summer
I feel her lips so close to mine
Here comes summer
When we meet our hearts entwine
It's the greatest
Let's have summer all the time
Oh, let the sun shine bright on my happy summer home

[KD in CA]

I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high

 

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Trying' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves in the summertime
In the sweet summertime

[PastaJoe]

The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey, that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but, hey, you're alright
Oh, and that's alright with me

 

You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now, I ain't no hero, that's understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey, what else can we do now?
Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
Well, the night's busting open, these two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back, heaven's waiting on down the tracks

[WhoTom]

I'm going home
And when I want to go home, I'm going mobile
Well I'm gonna find a home on wheels, see how it feels,
Goin' mobile
Keep me moving

 

I can pull up by the curb,
I can make it on the road,
Goin' mobile
I can stop in any street
And talk with people that we meet
Goin' mobile
Keep me moving

 

Out in the woods
Or in the city
It's all the same to me
When I'm driving free
The world's my home
When I'm mobile

 

[Gray Beard]

All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin'
It's early morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die

 

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

[SinceThe70s]

Mr. cab driver don't like the way I look
He don't like dreads he thinks we're all crooks
Mr. cab driver reads too many story books

Mr. cab driver pass me up with eyes of fire
Mr. cab driver thinks we're all 165'ers
Mr. cab driver f**k you I'm a survivor

Edited June 28, 2019 by SinceThe70s

[row_33]

Hey Little Woman please make up your mind
You've got to come into my world
Leave your world behind
 

Come on now
Na, na, na, na
You got to
Come down from that cloud girl and
Leave your world behind

[WhoTom]

I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window
Imagining the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up just like a Union Jack
And says, "I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack"

I says, "hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby"

 

 

(Side note: I was about 3 when that song came out. I don't remember this, but my older sister tells me that I used to sing, "Hey, you, get off of my couch!")

 

 

[Gray Beard]

There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell

 

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

 

I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell

 

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

 

Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale

[SinceThe70s]

We're setting sail to the place on the map
from which no one has ever returned
Drawn by the promise of the joker and the fool
by the light of the crosses that burned.
Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace
and the gold and the cotton and pearls
It's the place where they keep all the darkness you need.
You sail away from the light of the world on this trip, baby.
You will pay tomorrow
You're gonna pay tomorrow
You will pay tomorrow

Save me. Save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools. No, no

[WhoTom]

Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see that it makes no sense at all
Is it cool if I go sleep on the floor?
'Cause I don't think I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

 

[Gray Beard]

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose
Roll up yer window and hold your nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory

 

You got your
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
And it's stinkin' to high heaven

 

Yeah you got your dead cat and you got your dead dog
On a moonlight night you got your dead toad frog 
Got your dead rabbit and your dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon

[SinceThe70s]

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...
(Get yer shoes 'n socks on people
It's right aroun' the corner!)

Out through the night
An' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases
Out through the night
An' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases, mmm...
This has to be the disease for you!
Now scientists call this disease
Bromidrosis
But us regular folks
Who might wear tennis shoes
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience
By the name of: STINK FOOT

 

[Gray Beard]

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'
Fever all through the night

 

Sun lights up the day time
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight 
Fever in the mornin'
Fever all through the night 

 

Everybody's got the fever
That is somethin' you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long time ago

[SinceThe70s]

As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
The fans get up and they get out of town
The arena is empty except for one man
Still driving and striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

[WhoTom]

Now roll them cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps
'Cause when it comes to moving me
You know guys are the champs
But when that last guitar's been packed away
You know that I still want to play
So just make sure you got it all set to go
Before you come for my piano

 

But the band's on the bus
And they're ready to go
We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago
Or Detroit, I don't know
We do so many shows in a row
And these towns all look the same
We just pass the time in the hotel rooms
And wander 'round backstage
Till those lights come up and we hear that crowd
And we remember why we came