I can't seem to find the right lie
I can't seem to find the right lie
Insanity's horse
Adorns the sky
Can't seem to find the right lie
Carnival dogs
Consume the lines
Can't see your face
In my mind
dedicated to the daily news cycle.
I can't seem to find the right lie
I can't seem to find the right lie
Insanity's horse
Adorns the sky
Can't seem to find the right lie
Carnival dogs
Consume the lines
Can't see your face
In my mind
dedicated to the daily news cycle.
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
My makeup is dry and it cracks 'round my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
The lions won't bite and the tigers won't roar
So let's go and drink to the death of a clown
Won't someone help me to break up this crown?
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
So won't someone help me to break up this crown?
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Harold Land with a wave of his hand
said goodbye to all that
He paid his bills, stopped the milk
And then put on his hat
He tried to say his last farewells
As quickly as he could
Promising that he would return
But doubted that he would
Now he's marching soldiers in the rain
As on to war they rode
A long thin line of human mind
Damnation as their load
In the mud in coldness dark
He'd shiver out his fear
What disappointing sights he'd seen
Instead of one's so dear
He's going home to the land he loved so well
He fought for two whole years he never fell
He's going home
Harold Land with a wave of his hand
Stood sadly on the stage
Clutching red ribbons from a badge
But he didn't look his age
Only two years had passed between
His leaving home and back
He had lost his love and youth
While leading the attack
In conversation it could be said
Well after war your heart is dead
And it's not hard to understand
There is no heart in Harold Land.
The Who
"Behind Blue Eyes"
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
And if I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And if I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
Jackson Browne Lyrics
"Lives In The Balance"
I've been waiting for something to happen
For a week or a month or a year
With the blood in the ink of the headlines
And the sound of the crowd in my ear
You might ask what it takes to remember
When you know that you've seen it before
Where a government lies to a people
And a country is drifting to war
And there's a shadow on the faces
Of the men who send the guns
To the wars that are fought in places
Where their business interest runs
On the radio talk shows and the T.V.
You hear one thing again and again
How the U.S.A. stands for freedom
And we come to the aid of a friend
But who are the ones that we call our friends
These governments killing their own?
Or the people who finally can't take any more
And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
There are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
There's a shadow on the faces
Of the men who fan the flames
Of the wars that are fought in places
Where we can't even say the names
They sell us the President the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us every thing from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars
I want to know who the men in the shadows are
I want to hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they're never the ones to fight or to die
And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
Whiskey Meyers
My first rifle was a .243
Papa gave Daddy and Daddy gave to me
And they taught me how to shoot with a steady hand
I guess that's something you don't understand
Now I grew up on a prison farm
Sneaking pulls of shine from a mason jar
Used to go fishing out pickle creek dam
But I guess that's something you don't understand
Grandmas in the kitchen
Papas drunk past dawn
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's blood on the table
'Cause we work for what we have
And I was raised in this land
I guess that's something you don't understand
I still fly that southern flag
Whistling Dixieland enough to brag
And I know all the words to simple man
I guess that's something you don't understand
I pledge my allegiance the original way
Say Merry Christmas not Happy Holidays
I can't change my ways I know who I am
I guess that's something you don't understand
Grandmas in the kitchen
Papas drunk past dawn
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's blood on the table
'Cause we work for what we have
And I was raised in this land
I guess that's something you don't understand
They'll grind us up in a big machine
They'll feed us all on the same beliefs
Holy dollar and a credit card
But we got a way of doing things
And no bankers gonna steal from me
They wanna tear it all apart
Grandmas in the kitchen
Papas drunk past dawn
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's a bible on the table
'Cause he bleed for what we have
And that's the ballad of a southern man
I guess that's something you don't understand
My first rifle was a .243
Papa gave Daddy and Daddy gave to me
If we knew what the hell we were doing, we wouldn't call it research would we.
.
She's Not There
The Zombies
Well, no one told me about her (him ...)
The way she lied
Well, no one told me about her
How many people cried
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Well, no one told me about her
Though they all knew
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
.
The Beatles
"Think For Yourself"
I've got a word or two
To say about the things that you do
You're telling all those lies
About the good things that we can have
If we close our eyes
Do what you want to do
And go where you're going to
Think for yourself
Cos I won't be there with you
I left you far behind
The ruins of the life that you have in mind
And though you still can't see
I know your mind's made up
You're gonna cause more misery
Do what you want to do
And go where you're going to
Think for yourself
Cos I won't be there with you
Although your mind's opaque
Try thinking more if just for your own sake
The future still looks good
And you've got time to rectify
All the things that you should
Do what you want to do
And go where you're going to
Think for yourself
Cos I won't be there with you
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
Here are the books
Of Luke
You'll need them
To open the seed
To see what goes on in the world
You're in my mind
Catch the wind and hold on tight
To what we'll find
And hear what goes on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there's anything you'd like to say
That could help me in any way
Cause I've been waiting for so long for you to come along
Help me on that day
When you'd take over all the things Heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know?
Is there anything before I go?
Dear Father, I'm hungry, I'm cold
Dear Father, feeling terribly old
Dear Father, I don't think I can see
I'm not feeling good like I think I should
They're on their own
Needing their face, a place
Hope and mind a home
To see what goes on in the world
They're who you need
To show them why they're wrong
Oh why indeed
We need to go on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there's any complication
That you'd like to talk over with me about
Cause I've been waiting for so long
For you to come along
We can work it all out
When you take over all the things Heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know
Is there anything before I go
Dear Father, you must be putting me on
Dear Father, cause most of their minds are gone
Dear Father, they will not understand me
I'm not feeling good like I think I should
Dear Father, can I give it a miss
Dear Father, cause I'm not ready for this
Dear Father, I don't think I can see
I'm not feeling good like I think I should
Dear Father, won't you leave me alone
Dear Father, won't you to let me go home
Dear Father, I don't think I can see
Dear Father, won't they crucify me
Dear Father, I just couldn't do that
Dear Father, cause that's not where it's at now...
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Benedictus - Strawbs
The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom lead
Distant is the shadow of the setting sun
Bless the daytime
Bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder
Bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain
Yellow stars may lead the way
All diversions lead astray
While his resolution holds
Fortune and good will will surely follow him
Bless the free man
Bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier
Bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint
Bless the daytime
Bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder
Bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain
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Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right,
and which is an illusion.
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
"The Fool On The Hill"
Day after day, alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
He never listens to them
He knows that they're the fools
They don't like him
The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
.
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
Won't Get Fooled Again
Pete Townshend
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and…
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
.
Would I Lie to You?
Eurythmics
Would I Lie To You?
Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you honey?
Now would I say something that wasn't true?
I'm asking you sugar
Would I lie to you?
My friends, know what's in store.
I won't be here anymore.
I've packed my bags
I've cleaned the floor.
Watch me walkin'.
Walkin' out the door.
Believe me, I'll make it make it
Believe me, I'll make it make it
Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you honey?
Now would I say something that wasn't true?
I'm asking you sugar
Would I lie to you?
Tell you straight, no intervention.
To your face, no deception.
You're the biggest fake.
That much is true.
Had all I can take.
Now I'm leaving you
Believe me, I'll make it make it
Believe me, I'll make it make it
Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you honey?
Now would I say something…
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
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