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from Joni Mitchell - Court And Spark (1983)
Again and again the same situation
For so many years Tethered to a ringing telephone In a room full ot mirrors A pretty girl in your bathroom Checking out her sex appeal I asked myself when you said you loved me Do you think this can be real? Still I sent up my prayer Wondering where it had to go With heaven full of astronauts And the Lord on death row While the millions of his lost and lonely ones Call out and clamour to be found Caught in their struggle for higher positions And their search for love that sticks around You've had lots of lovely women Now you turn your gaze to me Weighing the beauty and the imperfection To see if I'm worthy Like the church Like a cop Like a mother You want me to be truthful Sometimes you turn it on me like a weapon though And I need your approval Still I sent up my prayer Wondering who was there to hear I said Send me somebody Who's strong and somewhat sincere With the millions of the lost and lonely ones I called out to be released Caught in my struggle for higher achievements And my search for love That don't seem to cease |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
If you're driving into town
With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you Oh honey you turn me on I'm a radio I'm a country station I'm a little bit corny I'm a wildwood flower Waving for you I'm a broadcasting tower Waving for you And I'm sending you out This signal here I hope you can pick it up Loud and clear I know you don't like weak women You get bored so quick And you don't like strong women 'Cause they're hip to your tricks It's been dirty for dirty Down the line But you know I come when you whistle When you're loving and kind But if you've got too many doubts If there's no good reception for me Then tune me out, 'cause honey Who needs the static It hurts the head And you wind up cracking And the day goes dismal From "Breakfast Barney" To the sign-off prayer What a sorry face you get to wear I'm going to tell you again now If you're still listening there If you're driving into town With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you If you're lying on the beach With the transistor going Kick off the sandflies honey The love's still flowing If your head says forget it But your heart's still smoking Call me at the station The lines are open |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
It was a rainy night
We took a taxi to your mothers' home She went to Florida and left you With you father's gun, alone Upon her small white bed I fell into a dream You sat up all the night and watched me To see, who in the world I might be I am from the Sunday school I sing soprano in the upstairs choir You are a holy man ON the FM radio I sat up all the night and watched thee To see, who in the world you might be You called me beautiful You called your mother - she was very tanned So you packed your tent and went To live out in the Arizona sand You are a refugee From a wealthy family You gave up all the golden factories To see, who in the world you might be |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me... I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band I'm going to camp out on the land I'm gonna try and get my soul free We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And I feel to be a cog in something turning Well maybe it is just the time of year Or maybe it's the time of man I don't know who l am But ya know life is for learning We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden We are stardust Billion-year-old carbon We are golden Caught in the devil's bargain And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
There's a man who's been out sailing,
in a decade full of dreams. And he takes her to a schooner, and he treats her like a queen. Bearing beads from California, with their amber stones and green. He has called her from the harbor, he has kissed her with his freedom, he has heard her off to starboard in the breaking and the breathing of the water weeds. While she was busy being free. There's a man who's climbed a mountain, and he's calling out her name, and he hopes her heart can hear, 3,000 miles he calls again, he can think her there beside him, he can miss her just the same. He has missed her in the forest, while he showed her all the flowers, and the branches sang the chorus, as he climbed the scaly towers of a forest tree. While she was somewhere being free. There's a man who sent a letter and he's waiting for her reply. He has asked her of her travels since the day they said goodbye. He writes, "Wish you were beside me, we could make it if we try." He has seen her at the office, with her name on all his papers, through the sharing of the profits, he will find it hard to shake her from these memories. And she's so busy being free. There's a lady, in the city, and she thinks she loves them all. There's the one who's thinking of her, There's the one who sometimes calls. There's the one who writes her letters, with his facts and figures scrawl. She has brought them to her senses, they have laughed inside her laughter. Now she rallies her defenses, for she fears that one will ask her for eternity. And she's so busy being free. There's a man who sends her medals, he is bleeding from the war. There's a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store. There's a drummer, and a dreamer, and you know there may be more . She will love them when she sees them, they will lose her if they follow. And she only means to please them, and her heart is full and hollow like a cactus tree. While she's so busy being free. Like a cactus tree- Being free. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
Cold Blue Steel out of money
One eye for the beat police Sweet Fire calling "You can't deny me Now you know what you need" Underneath the jungle gym Hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief Looking for Sweet Fire Shadow of Lady Release "Come with me I know the way" she says "It's down, down, down the dark ladder Do you want to contact somebody first? Leave someone a letter? You can come now Or you can come later" A wristwatch, a ring, a downstairs screamer Edgy - black cracks of the sky "Pin-cushion-prick- Fix this poor bad dreamer!" "Money" cold shadows reply Pawnshops crisscrossed and padlocked Corridors spit on prayers and pleas Sparks fly up from Sweet Fire Black soot of Lady Release "Come with me I know the way" she says "It's down, down, down the dark ladder Do you want to contact somebody first? Does it really matter You can come now Or you can come later?" Red water in the bathroom sink Fever and the scum brown bowl Blue Steel still begging But it's indistinct Someone's HI-Fi drumming Jelly Roll Concrete concentration camp Bashing in veins for peace Cold Blue Steel and Sweet Fire Fall into Lady Release "Come with me I know the way" she says "It's down, down, down the dark ladder Do you want to contact somebody first? I mean what does it really matter? You're going to come now Or you're going to come later" |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
I am a woman of heart and mind
With time on her hands No child to raise You come to me like a little boy And I give you my scorn and my praise You think I'm like your mother Or another lover or your sister Or the queen of your dreams Or just another silly girl When love makes a fool of me After the rush when you come back down You're always disappointed Nothing seems to keep you high Drive your bargains Push your papers Win your medals Fuck your strangers Don't it leave you on the empty side I'm looking for affection and respect A little passion And you want stimulation-nothing more That's what I think But you know I'll try to be there for you When your spirits start to sink All this talk about holiness now It must be the start of the latest style Is it all books and words Or do you really feel it? Do you really laugh? Do you really care? Do you really smile When you smile? You criticize and you flatter You imitate the best And the rest you memorize You know the times you impress me most Are the times when you don't try When you don't even try |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
Just before our love got lost you said,
"I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar." On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet Oh I would still be on my feet. Oh, I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time you told me, you said, "Love is touching souls," Surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling Still be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed" Oh but you are in my blood You're my holy wine You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
Blue
Songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and Anchor me Or let me sail away Hey blue, here is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well there are so many sinking now You've got to keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze, and ass Needles, guns, and grass Lots of laughs, Lots of laughs Everybody's saying that hells the hippest way to go Well I don't think so But I'm gonna take a look around it though Blue, I love you Blue, here is a shell for you Inside you'll hear a sigh A foggy lullaby There is your song from me |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
All the people at this party
They've got a lot of style They've got stamps of many countries They've got passport smiles Some are friendly Some are cutting Some are watching it from the wings Some are standing in the center Giving to get something Photo beauty gets attention Then her eye paint's running down She's got a rose in her teeth And a lampshade crown One minute she's so happy Then she's crying on someone's knee Saying laughing and crying You know it's the same release I told you when I met you I was crazy Cry for us all, beauty Cry for Eddie in the corner Thinking he's nobody And Jack behind his joker And stonecold Grace behind her fan And me in my frightened silence Thinking I don't understand I feel like I'm sleeping Can you wake me You seem to have a broader sensibility I'm just living on nerves and feelings With a weak and a lazy mind And coming to peoples parties Fumbling deaf dumb & blind I wish I had more sense of humour Keeping the sadness at bay Throwing the lightness on these things Laughing it all away x 4 |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
traveling, traveling, traveling Looking for something, what can it be? Oh i hate you some, I hate you some I love you some I love you when I forget about me I want to be strong I want to laugh along I want to belong to the living Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive Do you want- do you want- do you want to dance with me baby do you want to take a chance and maybe find some sweet romance with me baby well come on All I really really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you too All I really really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you I want to renew you again and again Applause, applause- Life is our cause When I think of you kisses my mind see-saws do you see- do you see- do you see how you hurt me baby so I hurt you too then we both get so blue I am on a lonely road and I am traveling looking for the key to set me free Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling it's the unraveling and it undoes all the joy the could be I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun I want to be the one that you want to see I want to knit you a sweater want to write you a love letter I want to make you feel better I want to make you feel free Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Want to make you feel free I want to make you feel free |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
I slept last night in a good hotel
I went shopping today for jewels The wind rushed around in the dirty town And the children let out from the schools I was standing on a noisy corner Waiting for the walking green Across the street he stood And he played real good On his clarinet, for free. Now me I play for fortune And those velvet curtain calls I've got a black limousine And two gentlemen Escorting me to the halls And I play if you have the money Or if you're a friend to me But the one man band By the quick lunch stand He was playing real good, for free. Nobody stopped to hear him Though he played so sweet and high They knew he had never Been on their t.v. So they passed his music by I meant to go over and ask for a song Maybe put on a harmony... I heard his refrain As the signal changed He was playing real good, for free. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone. So many things I would have done but clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now, From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall. I really don't know clouds at all. Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way that you feel As every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love that way. But now it's just another show. You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away. I've looked at love from both sides now, From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions that I recall. I really don't know love at all. Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say "I love you" right out loud, Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that way. But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed. Something's lost but something's gained in living every day. I've looked at life from both sides now, From win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall. I really don't know life at all. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
The wind is in from Africa, last night I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here, Carey, but it's really not my home My fingernails are filthy, I've got beach tar on my feet And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne Oh, Carey get out your cane and I'll put on some silver Oh, you're a mean old daddy but I like you Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers, a round for these friends of mine Let's have another round for the bright red devil who keeps me in this tourist town Come on Carey, get out your cane, and I'll put on some silver Oh, you're a mean old daddy but I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam, or maybe I'll go to Rome And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now, the night is a starry dome And they're playing that scratchy rock 'n' roll beneath the Matalla moon Come on Carey, get out your cane and I'll put on some silver Oh, you're a mean old daddy but I like you The wind is in from Africa, last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here but it's really not my home Maybe it's been too long a time since I was scrambling down in the streets Now they got me used to that clean white linen and that fancy French cologne Oh Carey get out your cane and I'll put on my finest silver We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe, have fun tonight I said, oh, you're a mean old daddy but you're outta sight |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe "You laugh," he said, "You think you're immune, Go look at your eyes, they're full of moon You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you All those pretty lies, pretty lies When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies Only pretty lies, just pretty lies" He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer And he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirr And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie And she said, "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close" "Richard you haven't really changed," I said, "It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs you punched are dreaming Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet When you gonna go get yourself back on your feet? Oh love can be so sweet, love so sweet." Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on And all the house lights left up bright I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want nobody comin' over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way some day Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes, dark cafes Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away Only a phase, these dark cafe days. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
I'll try to keep myself open up to you
That's a promise that I made to love When it was new "Just like Jericho" I said "Let these wall come tumbling down" I said it like I finally found the way To keep the good feelings alive I said it like it was something to strive for. I'll try to keep myself open up to you And approve your self expression I need that, too I need your confidence, baby And the gift of your extra time In turn I'll give you mine Sweet darling, it's a rich exchange It seems to me It's a warm arrangement! Anyone will tell you Just how hard it is to make and keep a friend Maybe they'll short sell you Or maybe it's you Judas, in the end When you just can no longer pretend That you're getting what you need Or you're giving out anything for them to grow and feed on. I'll try to keep myself open up to you It gets easier and easier to do Just like Jericho Let these walls come tumbling down now Let them fall right on the ground Let all these dogs go running free The wild and the gentle dogs Kenneled in me. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Miles Of Aisles (1974)
The firmament of Tinsel Town
Is strung with tungsten stars Lot's of forty watt successes He says where's my own shining hour He's the well kept secret of the underground He's in debt to the company store Because his only channelled aspiration Was getting back that girl he had before He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme Describing what it is to lose He's got some just for laughs He's got some for love That mainline to his blues Some to shed a little light on you and on me Some to shed a little light on the human story The wars of pride and property The rebel Irish and the promised land Jew Fighting behind his eyes and over seas Wounded in action and no ceasefire in view Brave reporters bring the battles home But tonight inside that box Just more bang bang ketchup color to him Just more Twentieth Century Fox All because that ghostly girl comes haunting Just out of reach-outside his bed And she kicks the covers off his sleep For the clumsy things he said She commands his head-She tries his sanity She demands his head-Tonight unknowingly Vaguely she floats and lacelike Blown in like a curtain on the night wind She's nebulous and naked He wonders where she's been He grabs at the air because there's nothing there Her evasiveness stings him With long legs-long lonely legs Bruised from banging into things One day he was standing just outside her door He was carrying an armload of bright balloons She just laughed She said she heard him knocking And she teased him for the moon "Is one the moon, dear clown, Tied to a string for me?" He tried but he could not get it down For truth or for mystery He tried but he could not get it down For love or money |
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from Joni Mitchell - Mingus (1987)
I almost closed the door
Cancelled on everything we opened up for Tonight the shadows had their say Their sad notions of the way Things really are Damn these blues! They'd turn my heart against you Since I was fool enough To find romance I'm trying to convince myself This is just a dance! We move in measures Through loves' changing faces Needy and nonchalant Greedy and gracious Through petty dismissals And grand embraces Like it was only a dance! We are survivors Some get broken Some get mended Some can't surrender They're too well defended Some get lucky Some are blessed And some pretend This is only a dance! We're dancing fools You and me Tonight it's a dance of insecurity It's my solo While you're away Shadows have the saddest thing to say Love We can't live without it Why do we go out and get it Just to turn around and doubt it LIke we're scared to care It's hard to talk about it Aw--it's only a dance Tonight the shadows had their say There's a sucker born a day I heard them say Born to lose Am I a sucker to love you? You're such a sweet love You're a proud man You're a treasure Time passes gracefully Living can be such a pleasure You make it easy to take it in measures Like it was only a dance! We're dancing fools You and me Tonight it's a dance of insecurity It's my solo Blue way And shadows have the saddest things to say We are survivors Some get broken Some get mended Some can't surrender They're too well defended Some get lucky Some are blessed And some pretend It's only a dance! |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
I picked the morning paper off the floor
It was full of other people's little wars Wouldn't they like their peace Don't we get bored And we call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence No tanks have ever rumbled through these streets and the drone of planes at night has never frightened me I keep the hours and the company that I please And we call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh and deep in the night Our appetites find us Release us and bind us Deep in the night While madmen sit up building bombs And making laws and bars They'd like to slam free choice behind us I saw a little lawyer on the tube He said, "It's so easy now, anyone can sue." "Let me show you how your petty aggravations can profit you!" Call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh and deep in the night Appetites find us Release us and blind us Deep in the night While madmen sit up building bombs And making laws and bars They're gonna slam free choice behind us Last night I dreamed I saw the planet flicker Great forests fell like buffalo Everything got sicker And to the bitter end Big business bickered And they call for the three great stimulants Of the exhausted ones Artifice, brutality and innocence Artifice and innocence Oh these times, these times Oh these changing times Change in the heart of all mankind Oh these troubled times |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
Front rooms
Back rooms Slide into tables Crowd into bathrooms Joke around Cheap talk Deep talk Talk, talk, talk around the clock Crawl home Lie down Teeth chatter Heart pounds I don't feel so good I don't feel so good Push a button to escape Preacher on the tube crying "Lord!" There's evil in this land Evangelist: "Rock and roll music!" "Cast down these dope-fiends And there noisy bands!" "Damn their souls!" Preacher preaching love like vengeance Preaching love like hate Calling for large donations Promising estates Rolling lawns and angel bands Behind the pearly gates You know, he will have his in this life But yours will have to wait He's immaculately tax free "Mulitiple hundreds of thousands of ..." Tax free "Hundreds and millions of dollars" Tax free "A hundred billion dollars! And who is paying the price? Who, who "Your children are" Pissed off Jacked up Scream into the mike Spit into the loving cup Strut like a rooster March like a man God's hired hands and the devil bands Packing the same grandstands Different clothes "Pot in their pockets!" Different hair "Sexually active" Raise a screaming guitar or a bible in the air Theatre of anguish Theatre of glory God's hired hands and the devil bands Oh come let us adore---ME! Lord, there's danger in this land You get witch-hunts and wars When church and state hold hands Fuck it! Tonight I'm going dancing With the drag queens and the punks Big beat deliver me From this sanctimonious skunk We're no flaming angels And he's not heaven sent How can he speak for the Prince of Peace When he's hawk-right militant And he's immaculately tax free "Our nation has lost its guts!" Save me "Our nation has lost its strength" Tax free "Our nation has whimpered and cried" Save me "And petted the Castros" Tax free "The Khomeinis' and the Kaddafis'" Save me "For so long" Tax free "That we don't know how to act like a man" Save me "I think that we should turn the United States Marines loose on that little island south of Florida and stop that problem!" "I am preachin' love, I am!" |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
Nicotine Attack!
Nicotine, Nicotine! Try Another Try Another Try Another Empty, empty try another |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
It's dog eat dog--I'm just waking up
The dove is in the dungeon And the white-washed hawks pedal hate and call it love Dog Eat Dog Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers DOG EAT DOG On prime time crime the victim begs Money is the road to justice And power walks it on crooked legs Prime--Time--Crime Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers Where the wealth's displayed Thieves and sycophants parade And where it's made-- the slaves will be taken Some are treated well In these games of buy and sell And some like poor beast Are burdened down to breaking DOG EAT DOG It's dog eat dog, ain't it Flim Flam man Dog eat dog, you can lie, cheat, skim, scam Beat'em any way you can Dog eat Dog You'll do well in this land of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers You could get to be A big wig financier Land of snap decisions Land of short attention spans Nothing is savored Long enough to really understand In every culture in decline The watchful ones among the slaves Know all that is genuine will be Scorned and conned and cast away Dog eat dog People looking, seeing nothing Dog eat dog People listening, hearing nothing Dog eat dog People lusting, loving nothing Dog eat dog People stroking, touching nothing Dog eat dog Knowing nothing Dog eat dog |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
Shiny toys--right on time
Shiny toys--right on time Shiny toys I'm reading people rags in the checkout lane Look, here's a hunk--here's a honey Celebrated people and their claims to fame Here's a boy and his money And pictures of the winners in the latest Ratepoll games Whatever makes you "Yahoo" Whatever makes your time feel satisfyin' Whatever makes you "Oh I'm so excited" Whatever makes you feel like you're right on time Party night Good bands all over town (good, good, good) Mega lights and supersonic sounds (good, good, good) Flashy boys and girls that really play (good, good, good) Shiny toys, when it's over don't you hate to have to put your toys away Shiny toys--"I love my Porsche" Shiny toys Shiny toys--"I love my Porsche" Shiny toys Simple joys Walking on the beach at the end of the day Between the sand and the seagulls Watching the glorious sun setting on the bay Here comes a boy and his beagle Walking with a man in a toupee And a man with his head shaved Whatever makes you "Mmmm, mmmm" Whatever makes your time feel satisfyin' Whatever makes you "Mmmmm, mmmm" Whatever makes you feel like you're right on time Party night Super bands all over town (good, good, good) Super lights and supersonic sounds (good, good, good) Flashy boys and girls that really play (good, good, good) Shiny toys, when it's over Don't you hate to have to put your toys away Shiny toys--right on time Shiny toys--right on time Shiny toys--right on time |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
Hot winds and hunger cries--Ethiopia
Flies in your babies' eyes--Ethiopia Walking sticks on burning plains Betrayed by politics Abandoned by the rains On and on--the human need On and on--the human greed profanes Ethiopia--Ethiopia--Ethiopia Your top soil flies away--Ethiopia We pump ours full of poison spray--Ethiopia Between the brown skies and sprinkling lawns I hear the whine of chain saws Hacking rain forests down On and on--insanities On and on--Short sighted greed abounds Ethiopia--Ethiopia--Ethiopia Little garden planet-oasis in space Some hearts hurt--they can hardly stand it Famine phantoms at the garden gates Ethiopia--Ethiopia--Ethiopia Every Sunday on T.V.--Ethiopia You suffer with such dignity--Ethiopia A T.V. star with a P.R. smile Calls your baby "it" while strolling Through your tragic trials On and on--stupidity On and on--the basic needs are defiled Good air--good water--good earth Ethiopia--Ethiopia--Ethiopia Little garden planet--oasis in space Some hearts hurt--they can hardly stand the waste Ethiopia--Ethiopia--Ethiopia |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
The street was loud
From an angry crowd and I thought of you, I thought of you Dreamer Land of the free No hungry bellies Impossible Impossible dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And in the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do The moon was bright Like day for night And I thought of you I thought of you Dreamer No acid rain Love without pain Impossible Impossible Dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And at the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do The room was dark And full of sharks and I thought of you I thought of you Dreamer Give peace a chance Don't think just dance Impossible Impossible dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And at the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do |
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from Joni Mitchell - Dog Eat Dog (1985)
I'm a lucky girl
I found my friend I've been all around the world Mission Impossible Chasing the rainbow's end Wise guys Shy guys And sly lover boys With big bad bedroom eyes ... I never loved a man I trusted As far as I could pitch my shoe 'Til I loved you You're my lucky star You're my magician You make the night prowling disappear Vanished from the star-war-bars Empty repetition I get my heart full here Playboys Stray boys And "Say, hey, hey" boys'll treat you like a toy I never loved a man I trusted As far as I could pitch my shoe 'Til I loved you Cheaters Woman beaters And Huck Finn shucksters hopping parking meters I never loved a man I trusted As far as I could pitch my shoe 'til I loved you I'm a lucky girl I found my friend I been all around the world Mission Impossible Chasing the rainbow's end Wise guys Booby-prize guys And sly lover boys With big bad bedroom eyes ... I never loved a man I trusted As far as I could throw my shoe 'Til I loved you |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Once in a while
In a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home Hula girls And caterpillar tractors in the sand The ukulele man The fireworks This 4th of July Night ride home I love the man beside me We love the open road No phones till Friday Far from the overkill Far from the overload Back at the bar The band tears down But out here in the headlight beams The silver powerlines Gleam On this 4th of July Night ride home Round the curve And a big dark horse Red taillights on his hide Is keeping right alongside Rev for stride 4th of July Night ride home I love the man beside me We love the open road No phones till Friday Far from the undertow Far from the overload Once in awhile In a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Magdalene is trembling
Like a washing on a line Trembling and gleaming Never before was a man so kind Never so redeeming Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Ecstasy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) I am up a sycamore Looking through the leaves A sinner of some position Who in the world can this heart healer be This magical physician Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Misery Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, climb down, climb down he says to me From the middle of unrest They think is light is squandered But he sees a stray in the wilderness And I see how far I've wandered Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Apathy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, all around the marketplace The buzzing of the flies The buzzing and the stinging Divinely barren And wickedly wise The killer nails are ringing Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Tragedy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Cherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel
in the Broadway bridge we are crawling on our knees we've got flashlights and batteries we got cold cuts from the fridge Last year about this time we used to climb up in the branches just to sway there in some breeze now the cops on the street they want Cherokee Louise People like to talk tongues are waggin' over fences they're waggin' on the phones all their doors are locked God she can't even come to our house But I know where she'll go To the place where you can stand and press your hands like it was bubble bath in dust piled high as me down under the street my friend Cherokee Louise Ever since we turned 13 it's like a minefield walking to the door going out to get your 3rd degree and comin' in you get the 3rd world war Tuesday after school we put our pennies on the rails and when the train rolled by we were jumpin' round like fools going "Look no heads or tails" going "Look my lucky prize" Then she runs home to her foster dad he open up his zipper and he yanks her to her knees Oh please be here - please my friend Cherokee Louise Cherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel in the Broadway bridge we're crawling on our knees I've got Archie and Silver Screen I know where she is She's in the place where you can stand and press your hands like it was bubble bath in dust piled high as me down under the street my friend Cherokee Louise Oh Cheeroke Louise, poor Cherokee Louise Cherokee Louise, Cherokee Louise |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
So you want me to buy you a car
Why? Because Elvis did? Darlin' come on Because Elvis gave 'em cars You think I'm cheap And you're hard done by Look-you live here like a star Rent free suite Big blue pool that you sun by Trips to tropic shores Clothes from fancy stores You want too much You want too badly You want everything for nothing Going to the church You chant For my downfall Chanting for my house My friends You want it all The pillows on my bed The visions in my head You want too much You want too badly You want everything for nothing In the land of litigation The courts are like game shows Take what's behind the curtain The jury cries I'm not going to be the jackpot At the end of your perjured rainbow Not if local justice has even one good eye Oh it's not like I was blind I saw But I took no action As you began to climb Green clawed Dissatisfaction It wasn't hard to guess That the end would be a mess You want too much You want too badly You want everything for nothing In the land of mass frustration The judges are sleeping Counting wooly little lawyers And grinding their teeth Outside my sleepless window The Hollywood sirens are shrieking While down some searchlit alley runs Some lost belief Oh I'm tangled in your lies Your scam Your spider web Spit spun between the trees Doors slam You want my head You'd eat your young alive For a jaguar in the drive You lie too much You lie too badly You want everything for nothing |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Turning and turning
Within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart The centre cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide Is loosed upon the world Nothing is sacred The ceremony sinks Innocence is drowned In anarchy The best lack conviction Given some time to think And the worst are full of passion Without mercy Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Hoping and hoping As if with my weak faith The spirit of this world Would heal and rise Vast are the shadows That straddle and strafe And struggle in the darkness Troubling my eyes Shaped like a lion It has the head of a man With a gaze as black And pitiless as the sun As it's moving its slow thigs Across the desert sands Through dark indignant Reeling falcons Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born (Head of a man, shape of a lion) Raging and raging It rises from the deep Opening its eyes After twenty centuries Vexed to a nightmare Out of a stony sleep By a rocking cradle By the Sea of Galilee Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born (Head of a man, shape of a lion) |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines Holding their rulers without a heart And so with just a touch of our fingers I could make our circuitry explode All we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (we were so young) Oh come in Come in from the cold We really thought we had a purpose We were so anxious to achieve We had hope The world held promise For a slave to liberty Freely I slaved away for something better And I was bought and sold And all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (we were so sure) Oh come in Come in from the cold I feel your leg under the table Leaning into mine I feel renewed I feel disabled By these bonfires in my spine I don't know who the arsonist was Which incendiary soul But all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (you were so warm) Oh come in Come in from the cold I am not some stone commission Like a statue in a park I am flesh and blood and vision I am howling in the dark Long blue shadows of the jackals Are falling on a pay phone by the road Oh, all they ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (I was so low) Oh come in Come in from the cold Is this just vulgar electricity Is this the edifying fire (it was so pure) Does your smile's covert complicity Debase as it admires (just a flu with a temperature) Are you just checking out your mojo Or am I just fighting off growing old (just a high fever) All I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (it was so pure) Oh come in Come in from the cold I know we never will be perfect Never entirely clear (when the moon shines) We get hurt and we just panic And we strike out Out of fear (you were only being kind) I fear the sentence of this solitude 200 years on hold (for my loving crime) Oh and all we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (when the moon shines) Oh come in Come in from the cold When I thought life had some meaning Then I thought I had some choice (I was running blind) And I made some value judgments In a self-important voice (I was outa line) But then absurdity came over me And I longed to lose control (into no mind) Oh all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (you were so kind) Please come in (so kind) Come in from the cold Come in come in Come in from the cold |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Must I forgive you
Each time And say you don't know what your're doing There are no victimless crimes I know of Out here in these graffiti ruins My love Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done I heard you leaving Late last night I heard you screaming down the mountain Like you were running red lights (Red lights) You had some trash-can-rock-band pounding Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done Must I surrender With grace The things I loved when I was younger (Sweet embrace) Must I remember your face So well What do I do here with this hunger Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done Nothing can be done Nothing can be done Oh nothing can be done |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
I want to paint a picture
Botticelli style Instead of Venus on a clam I'd paint this flower child "You are the air my flowers breathe" He calls, and the ladies turn around On the first day of Spring I'm looking at the only joy around He's the only joy around The only joy I found The only joy in town The Spanish steps are crowded Bunch of bodies brooding there Dead pan side-walk vendors Hustling vacant stares Making all the more exceptional This fool in a flower crown On the first day of Spring I'm looking at the only joy in town He's the only joy around The only joy I found The only joy in town The Botticelli black boy With the fuchias in his hair Is breathing in women like oxygen On the Spanish stairs In my youth I would have followed him All through this terra-cotta town On the first day of Spring We'd dance and sing And be the only joy around We'd be the only joy around The only joy in town He's the only joy I've found All day At night these streets are empty Where does everybody go Where are the brash and tender rooms In Roman candle glow Where are Fellini's circus' La Dolce Vita clowns On the first day of Spring I'm looking At the only joy in town He's the only joy around The only joy I found The only joy in town |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Ray's Dad's Cadillac
Rollin' past the rink Past the record shack Pink fins in the falling rain Rollin' To the blue lights past the water mains Ray's Dad's Cadillac Weekends we'd get Ray's Dad's Cadillac Rock 'n roll in the dashboard Romance in the back of Ray's Dad's Cadillac Ray's dad teaches math Zero I'm a dunce I'm a decimal in his class Last night's kisses won't erase Zero I just can't keep the numbers in their place Ray's Dad's Cadillac Last night we had Ray's Dad's Cadillac Rock 'n roll in the dashboard Romance in the back of Ray's Dad's Cadillac When it comes to mathematics I got static in the attic "No sir, nothin's clear!" I'll be blackboard blind on Monday Dreamin' of blue runways On the edge of here A little atmosphere Blue lights out on airport road Motown, in a field in a farmer's grove Big planes comin' overhead Lowdown You can see the bolts You can see the tire treads Ray's Dad's Cadillac Weekends we'd get Ray's Dad's Cadillac Oh, little darlin' Rock 'n roll in the dashboard Romance in the back of Ray's Dad's Cadillac Ray's Dad's Cadillac Ray's Dad's Cadillac Ray's Dad's Cadillac |
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from Joni Mitchell - Night Ride Home (1991)
Tomorrow is Sunday
Now there's only one day left to go Till you walk by Below my window The weekends drive me mad Holidays are oh too sad 'Cause you don't go Below my window No one knows I'm here One day I just disappeared And I took these two grey rooms up here With a view When you walk by Below my window You look so youthful Time has been untruthful Heaven knows I loved you 30 years ago Hot days your shirt's undone Rainy days you run Oh and then you fade so fast Below my window No one knows I'm here One day I just disappeared And I took these two grey rooms up here With a view Only when you walk by Below my window When you walk by Below my window Below my window Hey hey Below my window Below my window Below my window |
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from Joni Mitchell - Shadows And Light [live] (1980)
There's a crow flying
Black and ragged Tree to tree He's black as the highway that's leading me Now he's diving down To pick up on something shiny I feel like that black crow Flying In a blue sky I took the ferry to the highway Then I drove to a pontoon plane I took a plane to a taxi And a taxi to a train I've been traveling so long How'm I ever gonna know my home When I see it again I'm like a black crow flying In a blue blue sky In search of love and music My whole life has been Illumination Corruption And diving diving diving diving Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing Just like that black crow flying In a blue sky I looked at the morning After being up all night I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light I looked out the window And I I saw that ragged soul take flight I saw a back crow flying In a blue sky Oh I'm like a black crow flying In a blue sky |
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from Joni Mitchell - Shadows And Light [live] (1980)
The way I see it, he said, you just can't win it
Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please 'em all There's always somebody calling you down I do my best and I do good business There's a lot of people asking for my time They're trying to get ahead They're trying to be a good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody calling me up for favors And no one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star-maker machinery Behind the popular song I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If I had my way I'd just walk through those doors And wander down the Champs-Elysees Going cafe to cabaret Thinking how I'd feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was calling me up for favors No one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star-maker machinery Behind the popular song |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (1996)
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down When the sun turns traitor cold and shivering trees are standing in a naked row I get the urge for going but I never seem to go I get the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in I had me a man in summertime He had summer-colored skin And not another girl in town My darling's heart could win But when the leaves fell trembling down Bully winds did rub their faces in the snow He got the urge for going And I had to let him go He got the urge for going When the meadow grass was turning brown Summertime was falling down and winter was closing in The warriors of winter they gave a cold triumphant shout And all that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out See the geese in chevron flight flapping and racing on before the snow They've got the urge for going, they've got the wings to go They get the urge for going When the meadow grass is turning brown Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin and I'll the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in I'd like to call back summertime and have her stay jut another month or so She's got the urge for going and I guess she'll have to go And she get the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown All her empires are falling down winter's closing in |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window, and the traffic wrote the words It came a-reeling up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day And we'll wear it 'till the night comes Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I saw Was the sun through yellow curtains, and a rainbow on the wall Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you, crimson crystal beads to beckon Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day There's a sun show every second Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today And the streets are paved with passersby And pigeons fly And papers lie Waiting to blow away Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck to all my senses Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day And we'll talk in present tenses When the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away I will bring you incense owls by night By candlelight By jewel-light If only you will stay Pretty baby, won't you Wake up, it's a Chelsea morning |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees Put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey farmer farmer Put away that D.D.T. now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees Please! Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band I'm going to camp out on the land I'm going to try an' get my soul free We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And I feel to be a cog in something turning Well maybe it is just the time of year Or maybe it's the time of man I don't know who l am But you know life is for learning We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust Billion year old carbon We are golden Caught in the devil's bargain And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar Fearful when the sky was full of thunder And tearful at the falling of a star Then the child moved ten times round the seasons Skated over ten clear frozen streams Words like, when you're older, must appease him And promises of someday make his dreams And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town And they tell him, Take your time, it won't be long now Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty Before the last revolving year is through And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return, we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
The wind is in from africa Last night i couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here carey But it's really not my home My fingernails are filthy, i got beach tar on my feet And i miss my clean white linen and my fancy french cologne Oh carey get out your cane And i'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old daddy, but i like you fine Come on down to the mermaid cafe and i will buy you a bottle of wine And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers A round for these friends of mine Let's have another round for the bright red devil Who keeps me in this tourist town Come on, carey, get out your cane I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old daddy, but i like you Maybe i'll go to amsterdam Or maybe i'll go to rome And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk about fare-thee-welis now The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the matalla moon Come on, carey, get out your cane And i'll put on some silver You're a mean old daddy, but i like you The wind is in from africa Last night i couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here But, it's really not my home Maybe it's been too long a time Since i was scramblin' down in the street Now they got me used to that clean white linen And that fancy french cologne Oh carey, get out your cane I'll put on my finest silver We'll go to the mermaid cafe Have fun tonight I said, oh, you're a mean old daddy, but you're out of sight |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Sitting in a park in paris, france Reading the news and it sure looks bad They won't give peace a chance That was just a dream some of us had Still a lot of lands to see But i wouldn't want to stay here It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here Oh, but california California i'm coming home I'm going to see the folks i dig I'll even kiss a sunset pig California i'm coming home I met a redneck on a grecian isle Who did the goat dance very well He gave me back my smile But he kept my camera to sell Oh the rogue, the red red rogue He cooked good omelettes and stews And i might have stayed on with him there But my heart cried out for you, california Oh california i'm coming home Oh make me feel good rock'n roll band I'm your biggest fan California, i'm coming home Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read Just gives you the blues Just gives you the blues So i bought me a ticket I caught a plane to spain Went to a party down a red dirt road There were lots of pretty people there Reading rolling stone, reading vogue They said, "how long can you hang around?" I said "a week, maybe two, Just until my skin turns brown Then i'm going home to california" California i'm coming home Oh will you take me as i am Strung out on another man California i'm coming home Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read More about the war And the bloody changes Oh will you take me as l am? Will you take me as l am? |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
If you're driving into town
With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you Oh honey you turn me on I'm a radio I'm a country station I'm a little bit corny I'm a wildwood flower Waving for you Broadcasting tower Waving for you And I'm sending you out This signal here I hope you can pick it up Loud and clear I know you don't like weak women You get bored so quick And you don't like strong women 'Cause they're hip to your tricks It's been dirty for dirty Down the line But you know I come when you whistle When you're loving and kind But if you've got too many doubts If there's no good reception for me Then tune me out, 'cause honey Who needs the static It hurts the head And you wind up cracking And the day goes dismal From "Breakfast Barney" To the sign-off prayer What a sorry face you get to wear I'm going to tell you again now If you're still listening there If you're driving into town With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you If you're lying on the beach With the transistor going Kick off the sandflies honey The love's still flowing If your head says forget it But your heart's still smoking Call me at the station The lines are open |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel
He was drinking for diversion He was thinking for himself A little money riding on the Maple Leafs Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves She says... "Let me sit down You know, drinkin' alone's a shame It's a shame, it's a crying shame Look at those jokers Glued to that damn hockey game Hey honey-you've got lots of cash Bring us round a bottle And we'll have some laughs Gin's what I'm drinking I was raised on robbery I'm a pretty good cook I'm sitting on my groceries Come up to my kitchen I'll show you my best recipe I try and I try but I can't save a cent I'm up after midnight, cooking Trying to make my rent I'm rough but I'm pleasin' I was raised on robbery We had a little money once They were pushing through a four Iane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a '57 Biscayne He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a bitch His blood's bad whiskey I was raised on robbery You know you ain't bad looking I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain't asking for no full length mink Hey, where you going... Don't go yet... Your glass ain't empty and we just met You're mean when your loaded- I was raised on robbery" |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Help me
I think I'm falling In love again When I get that crazy feeling, I know I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble 'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler And a sweet-taIking-ladies man And you love your lovin' But not like you love your freedom Help me I think I'm falling In love too fast It's got me hoping for the future And worrying about the past 'Cause I've seen some hot hot blazes Come down to smoke and ash We love our lovin' But not like we love our freedom Didn't it feel good We were sitting there talking Or lying there not talking Didn't it feel good You dance with the lady With the hole in her stocking Didn't it feel good Didn't it feel good Help me I think I'm falling In love with you Are you going to let me go there by myself That's such a lonely thing to do Both of us flirting around Flirting and flirting Hurting too We love our lovin' But not like we love our freedom |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
"The way I see it," he said
"You just can't win it... Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please 'em all There's always somebody calling you down I do my best And I do good business There's a lot of people asking for my time They're trying to get ahead They're trying to be a good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody calling me up for favors And no one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song I deal in dreamers And telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If l had my way I'd just walk through those doors And wander Down the Champs Elysees Going cafe to cabaret Thinking how I'll feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was calling me up for favors No one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song." |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it don't snow here It stays pretty green I'm going to make a lot of money Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry He tried hard to help me You know he put me at ease And he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I'm so hard to handle I'm selfish and I'm sad Now I've gone and lost the best baby That I ever had Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I could skate away on |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Caught in the middle
Carol, we're middle class We're middle aged We were wild in the old days Birth of rock 'n roll days Now your kids are coming up straight And my child's a stranger I bore her But, I could not raise her Nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Down at the Chinese Cafe We'd be dreaming on our dimes We'd be playing-- "Oh my love, my darling" One more time Uranium money Is booming in the old home town now It's putting up sleek concrete Tearing the old landmarks down now Paving over brave little parks Ripping off Indian land again How long--how long Short sighted business men Ah, nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Down at the Chinese Cafe We'd be dreaming on our dimes We'd be playing-- "You give your love, so sweetly" One more time Christmas is sparkling Out on Carol's lawn This girl of my childhood games With kids nearly grown and gone Grown so fast Like the turn of a page We look like our mothers did now When we were those kids' age Nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Nothing lasts for long-- Down at the Chinese Cafe We'd be dreaming on our dimes We'd be playing-- "Oh my love, my darling I've hungered for your touch A long lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine? I need your love I need your love God speed your love to me." (Time goes--where does the time go-- I wonder where the time goes. . .) |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines Holding their rulers without a heart And so with just a touch of our fingers I could make our circuitry explode All we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (we were so young) Oh come in Come in from the cold We really thought we had a purpose We were so anxious to achieve We had hope The world held promise For a slave to liberty Freely I slaved away for something better And I was bought and sold And all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (we were so sure) Oh come in Come in from the cold I feel your leg under the table Leaning into mine I feel renewed I feel disabled By these bonfires in my spine I don't know who the arsonist was Which incendiary soul But all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (you were so warm) Oh come in Come in from the cold I am not some stone commission Like a statue in a park I am flesh and blood and vision I am howling in the dark Long blue shadows of the jackals Are falling on a pay phone by the road Oh all they ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (I was so low) Oh come in Come in from the cold Is this just vulgar electricity Is this the edifying fire (it was so pure) Does your smile's covert complicity Debase as it admires (just a flu with a temperature) Are you just checking out your mojo (oohoo) Or am I just fighting off growing old (just a high fever) All I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (it was so pure) Oh come in Come in from the cold I know we never will be perfect Never entirely clear (when the moon shines) We get hurt and we just panic And we strike out Out of fear (you were only being kind) I fear the sentence of this solitude 200 years on hold (for my loving crime) Oh and all we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (when the moon shines) Oh come in Come in from the cold When I thought life had some purpose Then I thought I had some choice (I was running blind) And I made some value judgments In a self-important voice (I was outa line) But then absurdity came over me And I longed to lose control (into no mind) Oh all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold Come in Come in from the cold (you were so kind) Please come in (so kind) Come in from the cold Come in come in Come in from the cold, etc. |
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from Joni Mitchell - Hits (1996)
Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons ev'rywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on ev'ryone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As ev'ry fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living ev'ry day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
Magdalene is trembling Like a washing on a line Trembling and gleaming Never before was a man so kind Never so redeeming Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Ecstasy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) I am up a sycamore Looking through the leaves A sinner of some position Who in the world can this heart healer be This magical physician Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Misery Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? - 간 주 중 - Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, climb down, climb down he says to me From the middle of unrest They think is light is squandered But he sees a stray in the wilderness And I see how far I've wandered Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Apathy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? (Who're you gonna get) Enter the multitudes The walking wounded They come to this diver of the heart Of the multitudes Thy kingdom come Thy will be done Oh, all around the marketplace The buzzing of the flies The buzzing and the stinging Divinely barren And wickedly wise The killer nails are ringing Enter the multitudes In Exxon blue In radiation rose Tragedy Now you tell me Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free? |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
Must I forgive you Each time And say you don't know what your're doing There are no victimless crimes I know of Out here in these graffiti ruins My love Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done - 간 주 중 - I heard you leaving Late last night I heard you screaming down the mountain Like you were running red lights You had some trash-can-rock-band pounding Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done - 연 주 중 - Must I surrender With grace The things I loved when I was younger Must I remember your face So well What do I do here with this hunger Oh I am not old I'm told But I am not young Oh and nothing can be done Don't start My heart Is a smoking gun Oh and nothing can be done Nothing can be done Nothing can be done Oh nothing can be done |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar." On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet Oh I would still be on my feet - 간 주 중 - Oh I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time you told me, you said, "Love is touching souls" Surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling Still, I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed" Oh but you are in my blood You're my holy wine You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
I met a young soldier He said his name was Killer Kyle He was shakin' all over Like a night-frightened child This is his story It's a tough one for me to sing Hard as the squawk and the flap And the beat ofthe beat of black wings - 간 주 중 - "They gave me a gun," he said "They gave me a mission For the power and the glory Propagandapiss on 'em There's a war zone inside me I can feel things exploding I can't even hear the fucking music playing For the beat ofthe beat of black wings." - 연 주 중 - He said, "I never had nothin' Nothin' I could believe in My girl killed our unborn child Without even grievin'! I put my hands on her belly To feel the kid kickin'damn! She'd been to some clinic Ohthe beat of black wings." - 연 주 중 - "They want youthey need you They train you to kill To be a pin on some map Some vicarious thrill The old hate the young That's the whole heartless thing The old pick the wars We die in 'em To the beat ofthe beat of black wings." - 연 주 중 - There's a man drawing pictures On the sidewalk with chalk Just as fast as he draws 'em Rain come down and wash 'em off "Keep the drinks comin' girl 'Til I can't feel anything I'm just a chalk mark in a rainstorm I'm just the beat of black wings." |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
It's dog eat dogI'm just waking up The dove is in the dungeon And the white-washed hawks pedal hate and call it love Dog Eat Dog Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers - 간 주 중 - On prime time crime the victim begs Money is the road to justice And power walks it on crooked legs PrimeimeCrime Holy hope in the hands of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers And big wig financiers - 연 주 중 - Where the wealth's displayed Thieves and sycophants parade And where it's made the slaves will be taken Some are treated well In these games of buy and sell And some like poor beast Are burdened down to breaking DOG EAT DOG It's dog eat dog, ain't it Flim Flam man Dog eat dog, you can lie, cheat, skim, scam Beat'em any way you can Dog eat Dog You'll do well in this land of Snakebite evangelists and racketeers You could get to be A big wig financier Land of snap decisions Land of short attention spans Nothing is savored Long enough to really understand In every culture in decline The watchful ones among the slaves Know all that is genuine will be Scorned and conned and cast away Dog eat dog People looking, seeing nothing Dog eat dog People listening, hearing nothing Dog eat dog People lusting, loving nothing Dog eat dog People stroking, touching nothing |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
Of the darkness in men's minds What can you say That wasn't marked by history Or the T.V. news today He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes - 간 주 중 - His grandpa loved an empire His sister loved a thief And lindsey loved the ways of darkness Beyond belief Girls in chilly blouses The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes - 연 주 중 - The cops don't seem to care For derelicts or ladies of the night They're weeds for yanking out of sight If you're smart or rich or lucky Maybe you'll beat the laws of man But the inner laws of spirit And the outer laws of nature No man can Nono man can There lives a wolf in Lindsey That raids and runs Through the hills of Hollywood And the downtown slums He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
I was an unmarried girl I'd just turned twenty-seven When they sent me to the sisters For the way men looked at me Branded as a jezebel I knew I was not bound for Heaven I'd be cast in shame Into the Magdalene laundries Most girls come here pregnant Some by their own fathers Bridget got that belly By her parish priest We're trying to get things white as snow All of us woe-begotten-daughters In the streaming stains Of the Magdalene laundries Prostitutes and destitutes And temptresses like me- Fallen women- Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ... Why do they call this heartless place Our Lady of Charity? Oh charity! These bloodless brides of Jesus If they had just once glimpsed their groom Then they'd know, and they'd drop the stones Concealed behind their rosaries They wilt the grass they walk upon They leech the light out of a room They'd like to drive us down the drain At the Magdalene laundries Peg O'Connell died today She was a cheeky girl A flirt They just stuffed her in a hole! Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring! One day I'm going to die here too And they'll plant me in the dirt Like some lame bulb That never blooms come any spring Not any spring No, not any spring Not any spring |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
The street was loud From an angry crowd and I thought of you, I thought of you Dreamer Land of the free No hungry bellies Impossible Impossible dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And in the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do - 간 주 중 - The moon was bright Like day for night And I thought of you I thought of you Dreamer No acid rain Love without pain Impossible Impossible Dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And at the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do - 연 주 중 - The room was dark And full of sharks and I thought of you I thought of you Dreamer Give peace a chance Don't think just dance Impossible Impossible dreamer In the darkest part of the night Blue shadows conjure you And at the brightest height of the daylight Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see you Dreaming like you do |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
I pulled up behind a Cadillac We were waiting for the light And I took a look at his license plate It said, "Just Ice Is justice just ice Governed by greed and lust Just the strong doing what they can And the weak suffering what they must And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills - 간 주 중 - Doctors' pills give you brand new ills And the bills bury you like an avalanche And lawyers haven't been this popular Since Robespierre slaughtered half of France And Indian chiefs with their old beliefs know The balance is undone crazy ions You can feel it out in traffic Everyone hates everyone And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills Sex kills - 연 주 중 - All these jackoffs at the office The rapist in the pool Oh and the tragedies in the nurseries Little kids packin' guns to school The ulcerated ozone These tumors of the skin This hostile sun beating down on This massive mess we're in! And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills Sex kills |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
This is the reoccurring dream Born in the dreary gap between What we have now And what we wish we could have More fulfilling--and less frustrating! Out of the envy in our eyes Look! Glamorous picture people rise Radiant! Gleaming down from screens and pages Ooh--glamour--before your very eyes! Isn't it true--isn't it true? Good question--I know--who cares Look here they tell you If you had this If you had that Latest styles and colors If we had that for us mmmmm Wouldn't it be fabulous If you had that house, car, bottle, jar Your lovers would look like movie stars Movie stars, movie stars, movie stars Order your youth secrets of the stars Call now--just $9.99 Our discontent is their delight They offer relief for the purchase price Love in a bottle Love on four wheels Is that our new car Charles? Isn't it true--isn't it true? We guarantee it--pick up your phone and dial See here they sell you If you had this If you had that I want a new truck!--More power! If you use this shampoo True love will come to you If you had that house, car, bottle, jar Your lovers would look like movie stars Movie stars, movie stars, movie stars Hollywood's greatest legends Recognize this? Dreamer Soft sexy hair Dream on He's going to love me in this ruby, ruby lipstick Others will notice!--Sexy!--Who cares! Recognize this? Dreamer Latest styles and colors Oh, dream on, dream on, dream on The fashion looks you've been hoping for Sexy--sexy Recognize this? Dreamer So special Dream on We will have happiness in heaven The place you dreamed of retiring to-- Who cares Recognize this? Dreamer I know that glamour is--sexy Oh dream on dreamer What could go wrong? Dream on Who cares! Recognize th |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
Heatwaves on the runway As the wheels set down He takes his baggage off the carousel He takes a taxi into town Yellow schools of taxi fishes Jonah in a ticking whale Caught up at the light in the fishnet windows Of Bloomingdale's Watching those high fashion girls Skinny black models with Raveen curls Beauty parlor blondes with credit card eyes Looking for the chic and the fancy To buy He opens up his suitcase In the continental suite And people twenty stories down Colored currents in the street A helicopter lands on the Pan Am roof Like a dragonfly on a tomb And business men in button downs Press into conference rooms Battalions of paper-minded males Talking commodities and sales While at home their paper wives And paper kids Paper the walls to keep their gut reactions hid Yellow checkers for the kitchen Climbing ivy for the bath She is lost in House and Gardens He's caught up in Chief of Staff He drifts off into the memory Of the way she looked in school With her body oiled and shining At the public swimming pool ... * * * The more I'm with you, pretty baby The more I feel my love increase I'm building all my dreams around you Our happiness will never cease 'Cause nothing's any good without you Baby you're my centerpiece We'll find a house and garden somewhere Along a country road a piece A little cottage on the outskirts Where we can really find release 'Cause nothing's any good without you Baby you're my centerpiece * * * ...Shining hair and shining skin Shining as she reeled him in To tell him like she did today Just what he could do with Harry's House And Harry's take home pay |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
You could have been more Than a name on the door On the thirty-third floor in the air More than a credit card Swimming pool in the backyard While you still have the time You could get away and find A better life, you know the grind Is so ungrateful Racing cars, whisky bars No one cares who you really are You're the keeper of the cards Yes I know it gets hard Keeping the wheels turning And the wife she keeps the keys She is so pleased to be A part of the arrangement You could have been more Than a name on the door On the thirty-third floor in the air More than a consumer Lying in some roam trying to die More than a credit card Swimming pool in the backyard You could have been more than a name on the door You could have been more than a name on the door You could have been more You could have been more You could have been more |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
I heard it in the wind last night It sounded like applause Did you get a round resounding for you Way up here It seems like many dim years ago Since I heard that face to face Or seen you face to face Though tonight I can feel you here I get these notes On butterflies and lilac sprays From girls who just have to tell me They saw you somewhere In some office sits a poet And he trembles as he sings And he asks some guy To circulate his soul around On your mark red ribbon runner The caressing rev of motors Finely tuned like fancy women In thirties evening gowns Up the charts Off to the airport- Your name's in the news Everything's first class- The lights go down- And it's just you up there Getting them to feel like that - 간 주 중 - Remember the days when you used to sit And make up your tunes for love And pour your simple sorrow To the soundhole and your knee And now you're seen On giant screens And at parties for the press And for people who have slices of you From the company They toss around your latest golden egg Speculation-well, who's to know If the next one in the nest Will glitter for them so I guess I seem ungrateful With my teeth sunk in the hand That brings me things I really can't give up just yet Now I sit up here The critic! And they introduce some band But they seem so much confetti Looking at them on my TV set Oh the power and the glory Just when you're getting a taste for worship They start bringing out the hammers And the boards And the nails I heard it in the wind last night It sounded like applause Chilly now End of summer No more shiny hot nights It was just the arbutus rustling And the bumping of the logs And the moon swept down black water Like an empty spotlight |
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from Joni Mitchell - Misses (1996)
I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars That shell shock love away There's comfort in melancholy When there's no need to explain It's just as natural as the weather In this moody sky today In our possessive coupling So much could not be expressed So now I'm returning to myself These things that you and I suppressed I see something of myself in everyone Just at this moment of the world As snow gathers like bolts of lace Waltzing on a ballroom girl - 간 주 중 - You know it never has been easy Whether you do or you do not resign Whether you travel the breadth of extremities Or stick to some straighter line Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock They're either going to thaw out or freeze Listen... Strains of Benny Goodman Coming thru' the snow and the pinewood trees I'm porous with travel fever But you know I'm so glad to be on my own Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger Can set up trembling in my bones I know - no one's going to show me everything We all come and go unknown Each so deep and superficial Between the forceps and the stone Well I looked at the granite markers Those tribute to finality - to eternity And then I looked at myself here Chicken scratching for my immortality In the church they light the candles And the wax rolls down like tears There's the hope and the hopelessness I've witnessed thirty years We're only particles of change I know, I know Orbiting around the sun But how can I have that point of view When I'm always bound and tied to someone White flags of winter chimneys Waving truce against the moon In the mirrors of a modern bank )From the window of a hotel room I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars Until love sucks me back that way |
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from Friends (프렌즈) [ost] (1995)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot *Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot They paved paradise and put up a parking lot They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And they charged all the people a dollar and a half just to see 'em *Repeat Hey farmer, farmer, put away that DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees (please!) *Repeat Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man *Repeat |
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from Practical Magic (프랙티컬 매직) by Alan Silvestri [ost] (1998)
Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar." On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet Oh I would still be on my feet Oh I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time you told me, you said, "Love is touching souls" Surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling Still, I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed" Oh but you are in my blood You're my holy wine You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet |
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from Love Actually (러브 액츄얼리) by Craig Armstrong [ost] (2003)
Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons ev’rywhere I’ve looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on ev’ryone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It’s cloud illusions I recall I really don’t know clouds at all Moons and junes and ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As ev’ry fairy tale comes real I’ve looked at love that way But now it’s just another show You leave ’em laughing when you go And if you care, don’t let them know Don’t give yourself away I’ve looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It’s love’s illusions I recall I really don’t know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "i love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I’ve looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I’ve changed Well something’s lost, but something’s gained In living ev’ry day I’ve looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It’s life’s illusions I recall I really don’t know life at all I’ve looked at life from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It’s life’s illusions I recall I really don’t know life at all |
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from Joni Mitchell - Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
He came
She smiled She thought she had him tamed But he was just as wild Eating from her hand at last Wild things run fast In the dark He could see The trap that was lying in her Sweet company Eating from her hand at last Wild things run fast Winter beat the pines about He heard the heater Cutting in and out While she dreamed away . . . In the night It snowed Fast tracks in the powder white Leading out to the road Winding from her tender grasp Wild things run fast Wild things run fast Wild things run fast What makes you run? Wild thing I thought you loved me |
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from Joni Mitchell - Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
Well, I've heard of heartbreakers
But you take the cake Ladies' man You could charm the diamonds Off a rattlesnake Ladies' man Ladies bring it on over When you give 'em the glance They don't stand a chance First, you unfold them Then you pigeon-hole 'em Ladies' man Well it sure takes a lot of Good natured self-control Ladies' man When I'm so hot for you and You're so cold, so cold Ladies' man Why do you keep on trying to Make a man of me Couldn't you just love me-- Like you love cocaine Cocaine head games Cross my heart I swear I'm not trying to trick you No tricks Ladies' man It's just a straight ahead feeling I have for you Nothing slick Ladies' man I guess you learn to refuse What you think you can't handle You're acting like a vandal Wrecking the dream At the first bad scene Ladies' man Ladies' man Ladies' man Ladies' man |
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from Joni Mitchell - Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
It takes cheerful resignation
Heart and humility That's all it takes A cheerful person told me Nobody's harder on me than me How could they be And, nobody's harder on you than you Betsy's blue She says-"Tell me something good!" You know I'd help her out if I only could Oh, but sometimes the light Can be so hard to find At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind People don't know how to love They taste it and toss it Turn it off and on Like a bathtub faucet Oh sometimes the light Can be so hard to find-- At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind I wish her heart I know these battles Deep in the dark When the spooks of memories rattle Ghosts of the future Phantoms of the past Rattle, rattle, rattle In the spoon and the glass Is it possible to learn How to care and yet not care-- Since love has two faces Hope and despair And pleasure always turns to fear I find-- At least the moon at the window-- The thieves left that behind At least they left the moon Behind the blind Moon at the window |
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from Joni Mitchell - Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
We got a break
Unbelievable We got a break Right in the middle of this Hollywood heartache We got this solid love All around the town Good hearts are going under Love bandits con and plunder Let nobody put asunder this solid love . . . We got a chance Hot dog darlin' We got a chance No more, no more Fly-by-night romance We got this solid love Love has always made me Feel so uneasy I couldn't relax and just be me More like some strange disease Than this solid love . . . Tested and blessed, darlin' I'm gonna give you my very best You're my hope You're my happiness You Open my heart you do You open my heart You do Yes you do We got a break Unbelievable We got a break Right in the middle of this Hollywood heartache We got this solid love All around the town Good hearts are going under Love bandits con and plunder Let nobody put asunder this solid love . . . We got a chance Hot dog darlin' We got a chance No more, no more Fly-by-night romance We got this solid love Love has always made me Feel so uneasy I couldn't relax and just be me More like some strange disease Than this solid love . . . Tested and blessed, darlin' I'm gonna give you my very best You are my happiness You Open my heart up you do |
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from Joni Mitchell - Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
If there's one rule to this game
Everybody's gonna name It's, be cool! If you're worried or uncertain If your feelings are hurtin' You're a fool if you can't keep cool Charm 'em Don't alarm 'em Keep things light Keep your worries out of sight And play it cool Play it cool Fifty-fifty Fire and ice If your heart is on the floor Cause you've just seen your lover Comin' through the door with a new fool-- Be cool Don't get riled Smile-keep it light Be your own best friend tonight And play it cool Play it cool Fifty-fifty Fire and ice Don't get jealous Don't get over-zealous Keep your cool Don't whine Kiss of that flaky valentine You're nobody's fool Be cool fool Be cool (Lots of other fish in the sea) Play it cool Play it cool Fifty-fifty Fire and ice So if there's one rule to this game Everybody's gonna name It's--be cool If you're worried or uncertain If your feelings are hurtin' You're a fool if you can't keep cool They want you to Charm 'em Don't alarm 'em Keep things light Keep your worries out of sight And play it cool Play it cool Fifty-fifty Fire and ice |
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