Neil Diamond - Beautiful Noise (1985) by Neil Diamond (보컬) on maniadb.com

What a beautiful noise
Comin' up from the street
Got a beautiful sound
It's got a beautiful beat

It's a beautiful noise
Goin' on everywhere
Like the clickety-clack
Of a train on a track
It's got a rhythm to spare

It's a beautiful noise
And it's sound that I love
And it's fit me as well
As a hand in a glove
Yes it does, yes it does

What a beautiful noise
Comin' up from the park
It's the song of the kids
And it plays until dark

It's the song of the cars
On their furious flights
But there's even romance
In the way that they dance
To beat of the lights

It's a beautiful noise
And it's a sound that I love
And it makes me feel good
Like a hand in a glove
Yes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noise

It's a beautiful noise
Made of joy an of strife
Like a symphony played
By a passing parade
It's the music of life

What a beautiful noise
Comin' up to my room
And it's beggin' for me
Just to give it a tune

Stargazer, you with your head in the heavens,
You'll never get by walkin' that high off the ground.
Moon dreamer, I've been around and I've seen it;
The higher you get--the harder they let you down.
You pay your dues, it seems forever.
And if you're clever you may be in for a while,
Then you're out of style.
Stargazer, probably think I'm crazy,
And haven't you heard one single word I've said?
Now, I don't want to burst your bubble, but you got trouble.
Don't you know the higher the top the longer the drop.
Hey, stargazer.
Now, I don't want to burst your bubble, but you got trouble.
Don't you know the higher the top the longer the drop.
Hey, stargazer

Lady-oh, lady-oh, I walked the streets again last night.
I saw you in the city light like a vision, lady-oh.
Lady I, lady I, I've been waitin' around such a long long time
Believin' I could make you mine, just wanting you lady-oh.
But here I am and there you are, much too far to even hear me.
Hurts a lot, you know it does, it hurts a lot.
Oh, lady-oh, am I gonna ever learn what I never learned before?
City lights, city lights burn so warm and they burn so bright,
But me, I walk the city night to forget you, lady-oh.
But here I am and there you are, much too far to even hear me.
Hurts a lot, you know it does, it hurts a lot.
Oh, lady-oh, am I gonna ever learn what I never learned before

Surviving the life
Got some highs, got some lows
But the wise man,
He knows what it's really about
When you're doin' without
Surviving the life
Providing the soul,
It ain't easy to do
When you got to get through
Any way that you can
Join the family of man
Providing the soul
Pass the plate that serves it
Every heart deserves it
You and me, we do
Life ain't easy, but it ain't that bad
Sing the song that tells it,
Praise the man that sells it
You're alive,
You might as well be glad
Revealing the heart,
You know that some people try
But it's hard to get by
Without giving a thing
You only get what you bring,
Revealing the heart
Pass the plate that serves it,
Every heart deserves it
You and me, we do
Life ain't easy, but it ain't that bad
Sing the song that tells it
Praise the man that sells it
You're alive, you might as well be glad
Providing the soul,
Revealing the heart,
Surviving the life

When the night returns just like a friend
When the evening comes to set me free
When the quiet house that wait beyond the day
Make peaceful sounds in me
Took a drag from my last cigarette
Took a drink from a glass of old wine
I closed my eyes, and I could make it real
And feel it one more time

Can you hear it, babe
Can you hear it, babe
From another time
From another place
Do you remember it, babe

And the radio played like a carnival tune
As we lay in our bed in the other room
When we gave it away for the sake of a dream
In a penny arcade, if you know what I mean

Here's to the songs we used to sing
And here's to the times we used to know
It's hard to hold them in our arms again
But hard to let them go

Do you hear it, babe
Do you hear it, babe
It was another time
It was another place
Do you remember it, babe

And the radio played like a carnival tune
As we lay in our bed in the other room
When we gave it away for the sake of a dream
In a penny arcade, if you know what I mean


1976 Stonebridge Music (ASCAP)

Hey, let me show you the street life.
Hey, let me show you the finks, the punks, the judge, the junkie.
Stay close to me for a while, for a while, for a while.
Say boy, you got to get street wise.
Hey, little boy, you're a babe in arms, stay out of harm's way
Right here with me for a while, for a while, for a while.
Street life, hell in the city.
You got to really watch out for that street life.
Say, it ain't pretty, you got to know your way around
Or somehow you might get hurt, get hurt, get hurt.
Say, let me show you the night life.
Say, let me show you the queens, the dudes,
The class, the crudes, the folks that inhabit the night.
Let me set it right.
I'm gonna give you my warning,
I'm gonna tell you the street's alive the sound of jive,
You've just arrived.
Try it for size for a while, for a while.
Street life, hell in the city.
You got to really watch out for that street life.
Say, it ain't pretty, you got to know your way around
Or somehow you might get hurt, get hurt, get hurt.

Home is a wounded heart, haven't you heard the story?
He's out for love and for glory and she's waitin' home by the fire.
And wasn't it yesterday, wasn't it me who said it?
I swore that you'd never regret it.
Now home is a wounded heart.
It's a complicated thing, not an ordinary thing
And my heart just breaks in two
'Cause I can see you standing there.
You know that I can't bear your wounded heart.
Paint me a red balloon; give me a string and baby I'll tie it,
Give me a ring and baby I'll buy it and bring it on home to you.
Home is a wounded heart.

Jungle time,
Time for the fight and it's time for the fury
Jungle time
Settin' it right and then takin' the glory
Jungle time, rumble time
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Strut your stuff
Lay it all out
Like you don't care who knows it
Strut your stuff,
You keep your cool
While the other guy blows it
Strut your stuff, hangin' tough
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Jungle time, rumble time, tumble time
Hey, I'm walkin' proud
Me and the boys
Got a date with the angels
Walkin' proud
We and them boys
Ain't exactly like strangers
Walkin' proud, talkin' proud
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Jungle time, rumble time, tumble time
Hey, I'm checkin' out
This ain't my style
And it it ain't my persuasion
Checkin' out,
Guess I ain't built for this kind of occasion
Checkin' out, steppin' out
Mama, mama, mama, mama,
Mama, mama, mama, mama
Jungle time rough, tough, tumble time
Jungle time rough, tough, tumble time
Jungle time rough, tough, tumble time

Signs that burn like shooting stars
That pass across the nighttime skies,
They reach out in their mystic language
For us to read between the lines.
Some are born who would defy them,
Others still who would deny them, signs.

Signs like moments hung suspended,
Echoes just beneath the heart
Speak in voices half remembered
And half forgotten play their part.
Signs that come as we lay sleeping
Left behind for our keeping, signs.

Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul.
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold.
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to).

Signs that whisper in the dreams of sailors
And of river queens of paupers and of men with means,
It all depends on how it reads.
Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs.

Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul.
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold.
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to).
Signs, signs.

Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs.

Dry your eyes and take your song out, it's a newborn afternoon.
And if you can't recall the singer you can still recall the tune.
Dry your eyes and play it slowly like you're marching off to war;
sing it like you know he'd want it, like we sang it once before.
And from the center of the circle to the midst of the waiting crowd,
if it ever be forgotten sing it long and sing it loud and come dry your eyes.

And he taught us more about giving than we ever cared to know,
but we came to find the secret and we never let it go.
And it was more than being holy and it was less than being free,
and if you can't recall the reason can you hear the people sing.
Right through the lightning and the thunder to the dark side of the moon,
to that distant falling angel that descended much too soon
and come dry your eyes.
Come dry your eyes.