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| 1. |
| 3:37 | 
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Well, we're droppin' our bombs
In the southern hemisphere And people are starving That live right here And they're tearing down walls In the name of peace And they're killing each other In the Middle East But love and happiness Have forgotten our names And there's no value left In love and happiness They raise the price of oil And they censor our mouths If you're a young couple today Forget buying a house And we wage or wars In the neighborhoods We kill the young to feed the old And man that ain't no good But love and happiness Have forgotten our names And there's no value left In love and happiness So, if you sell arms Or you run dope You got respect And you got hope But the rest of us die On your battle fields With wounds that fester and bleed But never heal But love and happiness Have forgotten our names And there's no value left In love and happiness And love and happiness And love and happiness Have forgotten our names And there's no value left In love and happiness Love and happiness Love and happiness Love and happiness |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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Well in my time of dyin'
Don't want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do Is take my body home Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed Well meet me Jesus meet me meet me in the middle of the air If these wings should fail me, Lord, Won't you meet me with another pair Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed Well in my time of dyin' Don't want nobody to cry All I want for you to do Is take me when I die Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed |
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| 3. |
| 2:52 |
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When paradise is no longer fit for you to live in
And your adolescent dreams are gone Through the days you feel a little used up And you don't know where your energy's gone wrong It's just your soul feelin' a little downhearted Sometimes life is too ridiculous to live You count your friends all on one finger I know it sounds crazy just the way that we live Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' When this cardboard town can no longer amuse you You see through everything and nothin' seems worthwhile And hypocrite used to be such a big word to you And it don't seem to mean anything to you now Just try to live each and every precious moment Discouraged by the future, forget your past That's old advise but it'll be good to you I know there's a balance 'cuz I see it when I swing past Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' No, no. When paradise can no longer amuse you..... |
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| 4. |
| 5:15 |
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This land today, shall draw its last breath
And take into its ancient depths This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self. While I, with human-hindered eyes Unequal to the sweeping curve of life, Stand on this single print of time. Human wheels spin round and round While the clock keeps the pace. Human wheels spin round and round Help the light to my face. That time, today, no triumph gains At this short success of age. This pale reflection of its brave and Blundering deed. For I, descend from this vault, Now dreams beyond my earthly fault Knowledge, sure, from the seed. Human wheels spin round and round While the clock keeps the pace. Human wheels spin round and round Help the light to my face. This land, today, my tears shall taste And take into its dark embrace. This love, who in my beating heart endures, Assured, by every sun that burns, The dust to which this flesh shall return. It is the ancient, dreaming dust of God. Human wheels spin round and round While the clock keeps the pace. Human wheels spin round and round Help the light to my face. Human wheels spin round and round While the clock keeps the pace. Human wheels spin round and round Help the light to my face. |
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| 5. |
| 3:19 |
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Scarecrow on a wooden cross Blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm I grew up like my daddy did My grandpa cleared this land When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand Hey calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight And grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand Sometimes I hear her singing "Take me to the Promised Land" When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows There'll be blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name And some nights I feel like dyin' Like that scarecrow in the rain Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow |
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| 6. |
| 4:35 |
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Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles, the music plays slow But farewell Angelina, the night is on fire, and I must go There is no use in talking and there's no need for blame There is nothing to prove, everything still is the same The table stands empty by the edge of the stream But farewell Angelina, the sky's changing colors, and I must leave The jacks and the queens they have forsake the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina, the sky is folding, I'll see you after a while See the cross-eyed pirate sit perched in the sun Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun And the corporals and the neighbors clap and cheer with each blast But farewell Angelina, the sky is trembling, and I must leave fast King Kong little elves in the rooftops they dance Valentino-type tangos while the hero's clean hands Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina, the sky is flooding over, and I must be gone The camouflaged parrot, he flutters from fear When something he doesn't know about suddenly appears What can not be imitated perfect must die Farewell Angelina, the sky's flooding over, and I must go where it is dry Machine guns are roaring, puppets heave rocks At misunderstood visions and at the faces of clocks Call me any name you like, I will never deny it But farewell Angelina, the sky is erupting, and I must go where it's quiet |
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| 7. |
| 4:33 |
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In a hand painted night, me and Gypsy Scotty are partners
At the Hotel Flamingo, wearin' black market shoes This loud Cuban band is crucifying John Lennon No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues She's perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulder Christ, what's she doing with him, she could be dancing with me She stirs the ice in her glass with her elegant finger I want to be what she's drinking, yeah, I just want to be I saw you first, I'm the first one tonight I saw you first, don't that give me the right To move around in your heart Everyone was lookin' but I saw you first On a moon-spattered road in her parrot rebozo Gypsy Scotty is driving his big long yellow car She flies like a bird over his shoulder She whispers in his ear, boy, you are my star But I saw you first, I'm the first one tonight Yes, I saw you first, don't that give me the right To move around in your heart Everyone was lookin' In the bone-colored dawn, me and Gypsy Scotty are singin' The radio is playin', she left her shoes out in the back He tells me a story about some girl he knows in Kentucky He just made that story up, there ain't no girl like that But I saw you first, I'm the first one tonight Yes, I saw you first, don't that give me the right To move around in your heart Everyone was lookin' but I saw you first I saw you first I saw you first Yeah, yeah |
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| 8. |
| 3:50 |
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Is this your life, Jackie Brown?
Poorly educated and forced to live on the poor side of town. Is this your daughter, Jackie Brown? This pretty little girl In the worn out clothes That have been hand-me down. Is this your wife, Jackie Brown? With sad blue eyes, walking on eggshells so you don't see her frown. Is this your family, Jackie Brown? Dream of vacationing on a mountain stream And giving the world more than it gave you. What ugly truths freedom brings And it hasn't been very kind to you. Is this your life, Jackie Brown? Is this your meal, Jackie Brown? Barely enough, I've seen people throw away more than this out. Is this your home, Jackie Brown? This three room shack With no running water And the bathroom out back. Is this your grave, Jackie Brown? This little piece of limestone that says another desperate man took himself out. Is this your dream, Jackie Brown? Going nowhere and nowhere fast We shame ourselves to watch people like this live. But who gives a damn about Jackie Brown? Just another lazy man who couldn't take what was his. One helluva life Jackie Brown. Forevermore, Jackie Brown Amen and amen - Jackie Brown? |
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| 9. |
| 3:35 |
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Written by: John Mellencamp
When Jesus left Birmingham All the disciples went crazy. When Jesus left Birmingham All the people went completely nuts. They all busted out on a wild night Riding high on a golden calf. When Jesus left Birmingham All the people had themselves a big long laugh. Well my girl, she's a walker And she can talk herself out of any mess. My girl, she don't pray But somehow she seems still to be blessed. And when those crazy nights come callin', Man, she'll dance on the tables Like all of the rest. When my girl left Birmingham She was doing what she thought was best. It's all free on the inside. I passed a very uncomfortable feeling last night. Save us right now, we need you... To hell with all the lies and liars. Recovery, recovery, I don't know about any recovery. Inside, gotta get inside, Inside. I see myself with a rosary, I'm in a garden and I'm talking to myself. I ain't sayin' much worth repeating, Just askin' for forgiveness and all of his best. When those crazy nights come callin', Man, I'm just as human as I can be. When Jesus left Birmingham He left it there for you and me. When Jesus left Birmingham He left it there for you and me. So let it rock, let it roll, Let the Bible Belt come and save my soul. (Repeat out.) |
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| 10. |
| 3:17 |
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Written by: John Mellencamp
I've ridden down Sunset I drank expensive wine I've been married 2 dozen times Raised ten children on a workman's pay And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday Of the full catastrophe of life I've sat in courtrooms had people call me names I've been to London town On a supersonic plane I was lovin' your wife While you were lovin mine And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday Of the full catastrophe of life I've opened my belt to trouble everyday Ain't looking for a fight But you know I won't run away From the full catastrophe of life I've seen the goodness I've known the baddest around I was tattooed when it first came out I shook the hand that showed Moses the way And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday Of the full catastrophe of life |
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| 11. |
| 4:21 |
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On a Greyhound thirty miles beyond Jamestown
He saw the sun set on the Tennessee line He looked at the young man who was riding beside him He said I'm old kind of worn out inside I worked my whole life in the steel mills near Gary And my father before me I helped build this land Now I'm seventy-seven and with God as my witness I earned every dollar that passed through my hands My family and friends are the best thing I've known Through the eye of the needle I'll carry them home Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can The rain hit the old dog in the twilight's last gleaming He said Son it sounds like rattling old bones This highway is long but I know some that are longer By sunup tomorrow I guess I'll be home Through the hills of Kentucky 'cross the Ohio river The old man kept talking 'bout his life and his times He fell asleep with his head against the window He said an honest man's pillow is his peace of mind This world offers riches and riches will grow wings I don't take stock in those uncertain things Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to follow I do things my way and I pay a high price When I think back on the old man and the bus ride Now that I'm older I can see he was right Another hot one out on highway eleven This is my life It's what I've chosen to do There's no free rides, no one said it'd be easy The old man told me this my son i'm telling it to you Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can |
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| 12. |
| 3:54 |
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Written by: Resnick/Young
When the sun beats down And burns the tar up on the roof And your shoes get so hot You wish your tired feet were fireproof Under the boardwalk Down by the sea On a blanket with my baby Is where I'll be (Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun (Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun (Under the boardwalk) People walking above (Under the boardwalk) We'll be making love (Under the boardwalk, boardwalk) From the park you'll hear The happy sound of a carousel You can almost taste the hot dogs And French fries they sell Under the boardwalk Down by the sea, yeah On a blanket with my baby Is where I'll be (Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun (Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun (Under the boardwalk) People walking above (Under the boardwalk) We'll be making love (Under the boardwalk, boardwalk) Oh, under the boardwalk Down by the sea On a blanket with my baby Is where I'll be (Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun (Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun (Under the boardwalk) People walking above (Under the boardwalk) We'll be falling in love (Under the boardwalk, boardwalk) |
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| 3:34 |
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As you brush your shoes and stand before your mirror
And you comb your hair and grab your coat and hat And you walk the streets trying to remember, yeah All those wild nights breeze through your mind And everything looks so complete When you're walking out on the street And the wind catches your feet And sends you flying, crying Oooh, oo-ooh wee The wild night is calling All the girls walk by dressed up for each other And the boys do the boogie woogie on the corner of the street And the people passing by just stare with the wild wonder And the inside jukebox roars just like thunder And everything looks so complete When you're walking out on the street And the wind catches your feet And sends you flying, crying Oooh, oo-ooh wee The wild night is calling The wi---ld night is calling The wi---ld night is calling Come on out and dance (Come on out and dance) Come on out and make romance Come on out and dance (Come on out and dance) Come on out and make romance And everything looks so complete When you're walking out on the street And the wind catches your feet And sends you flying, crying Oooh, oo-ooh wee The wild night is calling Oooh, oo-ooh wee The wild night is calling |
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| 2:40 | 
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