Go west Paradise is there You'll have all that you can eat Of milk and honey over there You'll be the brightest star The world has ever seen Sun-baked slender heroine Of film and magazine
Go west Paradise is there You'll have all that you can eat Of milk and honey over there You'll be the brightest light The world has ever seen The dizzy height of a jet-set life You could never dream
Your pale blue eyes Strawberry hair Lips so sweet Skin so fair You're future bright Beyond compare It's rags to riches Over there
San Andreas Fault Moved it's fingers Through the ground Earth divided Plates collided Such an awful sound
San Andreas Fault Moved its fingers Through the ground Terra cotta shattered And the walls came Tumbling down
Oh promised land Oh wicked ground Build a dream Tear it down
Oh promised land What a wicked ground Build a dream Watch it all fall down
Doctors have come from distant cities just to see me Stand over my bed, disbelieving what they're seeing They say I must be one if the wonders of God's own creation And as far as they see they can offer no explaination
Newspapers ask intimate questions, want confessions They reach into my head to steal the glory, of my story They say I must be one if the wonders of God's own creation And as far as they see they can offer no explaination
Chorus: Oooh I believe, that Fate smiled and Destiny, Laughed as she came to my cradle "Know this child will be able" Laughed as my body she lifted, "Know this child will be gifted, with love, with patience, and with faith, she'll make her way, she'll make her way"
People see me, I'm a challange to your balance, I'm over your heads how I confound you, and astound you to know I must be one if the wonders of God's own creation And as far as you see you can offer no explaination
Oooh I believe, that Fate smiled and Destiny, Laughed as she came to my cradle "Know this child will be able" Laughed as she came to my mother "Know this child will not suffer" Laughed as my body she lifted, "Know this child will be gifted, with love, with patience, and with faith, she'll make her way, she'll make her way" "She'll make her way" Ooooh hoo hoo hoo, ooooh hooo hooo hoo
You were the love for certain of my life You were simply my beloved wife I don't how for certain How I'll live my life Now alone without my beloved wife My beloved wife I can't believe I've lost the very best of me
You were the love For certain of my life You were simply my beloved wife I don't know for certain How I'll live my life Now alone without my beloved wife My beloved wife I can't believe I've lost the very best of me
You were the love For certain of my life For fifty years simply my beloved wife With another love I'll never lie again It's you I can't deny It's you I can't defy A depth so deep Into my grief Without my beloved soul I renounce my life As my right Now alone without my beloved wife My beloved wife
My beloved wife My love is gone she suffered long In hours of pain My love is gone would it be wrong If I should surrender All the joy in my life Go with her tonight
My love is gone she suffered long In hours of pain My love is gone would it be wrong If I should surrender All the joy in my life Go with her tonight
Young and strong Hollywood son In the early morning light This star fell down On Sunset Boulevard
Young and strong beautiful one We embrace so close Is gone Was torn away
Let the youth of America mourn Include him in their prayers Let his image linger on Repeat it everywhere
With candles and flowers He was one of ours One of ours Why don't you let him be? He's gone We know Give his mother and his father peace Your vulture's candor Your casual slander You murder his memory He's gone We know It's nothing but a tragedy
Lay to rest your soul and body Lay beside your name Lay to rest your rage Your hunger and amazing grace
With candles and flowers You were one of ours One of ours
I saw cameras expose your life I heard rumours explode with liES I saw children in tears Cry and crowd around the sight Of where you had collapsed that day Where your last breath and word Had been sighed Where your heart had burst Where you had died
I saw how they were lost and grieving All half believing you were gone The loss and the pain of it Crime and the shame of it You were gone It was such a nightmare raving "How can we save him From himself"
Well, I've walked these streets A virtual stage It seemed to me Makeup on their faces Actors took their places next to me
Well, I've walked these streets In a carnival of sights to see All the cheap thrill-seekers The vendors and the dealers They crowded around me
Have I been blind? Have I been lost inside myself and my whole mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized, by what my eyes have seen?
Well, I've walked these streets In a spectacle of wealth and poverty In the diamond market The scarlet welcome carpet that they just rolled out for me
And I've walked these streets In the madhouse asylum they can be Where a wild-eyed mystic prophet on a traffic island stopped And he raved of saving me
Have I been blind? Have I been lost inside myself and my whole mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized, by what my eyes have seen
Have I been wrong? Have I been wise to shut my eyes and play along? Hypnotized, paralyzed by what my eyes have found By what my eyes have seen What they have seen?
Have I been blind? Have I been lost? Have I been wrong? Have I been wise? Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found?
In that great street carnival
Have I been blind? Have I been lost? Have I been wrong? Have I been wise? Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found?
I may know the word But not say it I may know the truth But not face it I may hear a sound A whisper sacred and profound But turn my head Indifferent
I may know the word But not say it I may love the fruit But not taste it I may know the way To comfort and to sooth A worried face But fold my hands Indifferent
If I'm on my knees I'm begging now If I'm on my knees Groping in the dark I'd be prying for deliverance From the night into the day
But it's all grey here It's all grey to me
I may know the word But not say it This may be the time But I might waste it This may be the hour Something move me Someone prove me wrong Before night comes With indifference
If I'm on my knees I'm begging now If I'm on my knees Groping in the dark I'd be prying for deliverance From the night into the day
But it's all grey here But it's all grey to me
I recognize the walls inside I recognize them all I've paced between them Chasing demons down Until they fall In fitful sleep Enough to keep their strength Enough to crawl Into my head With tangled threads They riddle me to solve
If I ever write this letter The pages I could write But I don't know where to send it You have vanished Heaven knows where you live Heaven only knows
If I ever write this letter Bitter words it would complain Just an unrequited lover Wishing she had never Spoken your name Had ever known your name
But if I ever write this letter The truth it would reveal Knowing you brought me pleasure How I'll often treasure Moments that we knew The precious The few
It's a Saturday afternoon romance Between a cowboy and a fool A druken meet up In a crude saloon A poor Rocky Mountain town He's a scoundrel And she's no pearl Together they are two lovers cruel
Got her balanced on his knee He knows exactly what to say "You ain't been born 'till you get out of town And honey, You might come with me"
"If you do... Spare the innocent ones I'll take you with me Together we will be drifters free"
Got her tangled in his arms She's a lusting, trusting fool "No man born can rule me That I've swon But stranger if you do I'll belong to you"
"If you do... Would you spare the innocent ones Would you take me with you? Can you love the land And love me too?"
As he grows sober Sees his love anew In morning light so true He gets on the move On the move
Is she fine So well bred The perfect girl A social deb?
Is she the sort You've always thought Could make you What you're not?
Oooh, jealousy
Is she bright So well read Are there novels By her bed?
Is she the sort You've always said Could satisfy Your head?
Oooh, my jealousy
Does she talk The way I do Is her voice reminding you Of the promises The little white lies too Sometimes, tell me While she's touching Just by mistake Accidentally do you say my name
Climbing under A barbed wire fence By the railroad ties
Climbing over The old stone wall I am bound for the riverside
Well I go to the river To soothe my mind Ponder over The crazy days of my life Just sit and watch the river flow
Find a place On the riverbank Where the green rushes grow See the wind In the willow tree In branches hanging low
Well I go to the river To soothe my mind To Ponder over The crazy days in my life Watch the river floe Ease my mind and soul Where I go
Well I go to the river From time to time Wander over These crazy days in my mind Watch the river flow Where the willow branches grow By the cool rolling waters Moving gracefully and slow
Child it's lovely Let the river take it all away The mad pace, the hurry The troubles, the worries Just let the river take them all away Flow away
How did I love you? There was no measuring Far above this dirty world Far above everything In your tower over it You were clean
So warm and insightful Were you in my life I was sure the rightful Guardian of my life Damn you betrayer How you lied
But for seven years You were loved I laid golden orchid crowns Around your feet For seven years I bowed down To touch the ground So wholly your devotee You were all I could see
I've got my sight now I see everything you hid So don't you try to right now All the wrong you did I might forget you But not forgive
But for seven years You were loved I laid golden orchid crowns Around your feet For seven years I bowed down To touch the ground So wholly your devotee
For seven years You were so revered I made offerings Of anything and everything I had You were All I could see
One fine day, You'll look at me And you will know our love was meant to be One fine day, You're gonna want me for your girl The arms, I long for will open wide And you'll be proud to have me right by your side One fine day, you're gonna want me for your girl Though I know you're the kind of boy who only wants to around I'll keep waiting and someday darling, you'll come to me when you want to settle down One fine day, we'll meet once more And then you'll want the love threw away before One fine day, you're gonna want me for you girl
These are days you'll remember. Never before and never since, I promise, will the whole world be warm as this. And as you feel it, you'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you.
These are days you'll remember. When May is rushing over you with desire to be part of the miracles you see in every hour. You'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you.
These are days.
These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break. These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across your face. And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be. See the signs and know their meaning. It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be. Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you.
O, Baby blankets and baby shoes, baby slippers, baby spoons, walls of baby blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed. Now I know lightning strikes again. It struck me once, then struck me dead. My folly grows inside of me. I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
Well, the egg man fell down off his shelf. All the good king's men with all their help struggled 'til the end for a shell they couldn't mend. You know where this will lead, to hush and rock in the nursery for the kicking one inside of me. I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
When the boy was a boy, the girl was a girl, they found each other in a wicked world. Strong in some respects, but she couldn't stand for the way he begged and gave in. Pride is for men; young girls should run and hide instead. Risk the game by taking dares with "yes". Eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
Walk for two? I'm stumbling. Breathe for two? I can't breathe. Five months , how it grows. Five months now, I begin to show.
It crawls on his back, won't ever let him be. Stares at the walls until the cinder blocks can breathe. His eyes have gone away, escaping over time. He rules a crowded nation inside his mind.
He knows that night like his hand. He knows every move he made. Late shift, the bell that rang, a time card won't fade. 10:05 his truck pulled home. 10:05 he climbed his stair, about the time he was accused of being there.
But I'm not the man. He goes free as I wait on the row for the man to test the rope he'll slip around my throat... and silence me.
On the day he was tried no witnesses testified. Nothing but evidence, not hard to falsify. His own confession was a prosecutor's prize, made up of fear, of rage and of outright lies.
But I'm not the man. He goes free as the candle vigil glows, as they burn my clothes. As the crowd cries, "Hang him slow!" and I feel my blood go cold, he goes free.
Call out the KKK, they're wild after me. And with that frenzied look of half-demented zeal, they'd love to serve me up my final meal. Who'll read my final rite and hear my last appeal? Who struck this devil's deal?
Don't talk, I will listen. Don't talk, you keep your distance for I'd rather hear some truth tonight than entertain your lies, so take you poison silently. Let me be. Let me close my eyes.
Don't talk, I'll believe it. Don't talk, listen to me instead, I know that if you think of it, both long enough and hard the drink you drown your troubles in is the trouble you're in now.
Talk talk talk about it, if you talk as if you care but when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air, tossing back more than your share.
Don't talk, I can guess it. Don't talk, well now your restless and you need somewhere to put the blame for how you feel inside. You'll look for a close and easy mark and you'll see me as fair game.
Talk talk talk about it, talk as if you care but when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air tossing back more than your share. You talk talk talk about it, you talk as if you care. I'm marking every word and can tell this time for sure, your talk is the finest I have heard.
So don't talk, let me go on dreaming. How your eyes they glow so fiercely I can tell your inspired by the name you chose for me. Now what was it? O, never mind it. We will talk talk talk about this when your head is clear. I'll discuss this in the morning, but until then you may talk but I won't hear.
Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother and the tears she cried, she cried for none other than her little boy lost in our little world that hated and that dared to drag him down. Her little boy courageous who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. Hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts, they all spoke through you.
Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, when you were the brightest star who were the shadows? Of the San Francisco beat boys you were the favorite. Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood stoned days. You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts, nights in Chinatown howling at night.
Allen baby, why so jaded? Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded? Billy, what a saint they've made you, just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls' Day.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. Cool junk booting madmen, street minded girls in Harlem howling at night. What a tear stained shock of the world, you've gone away without saying goodbye.
That young boy without a name I'd know his face. In this city the kid's my favorite. I've seen him. I see him every day. Seen him run outside looking for a place to hide from his father, the kid half naked and said to myself "O, what's the matter here?" I'm tired of the excuses everbody uses, he's their kid I stay out of it, but who gave you the right to do this?
We live on Morgan Street; just ten feet between and his mother, I never see her, but her screams and cussing, I hear them every day. Threats like: "If you don't mind I will beat on your behind," "Slap you, slap you silly." made me say, "O, what's the matter here?" I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses, he's your kid, do as you see fit, but get this through that I don't approve of what you did to you own flesh and blood.
"If you don't sit on this chair straight I'll take this belt from around my waist and don't think that I won't use it!"
Answer me and take your time, what could be the awful crime he could do at such young an age? If I'm the only witness to your madness offer me some words to balance out what I see and what I hear. All these cold and rude things that you do I suppose you do because he belongs to you and instead of love, the feel of warmth you've given him these cuts and sores won't heal with time or age.
I want to say "What's the Matter here?" But I don't dare say.
Follow the typical signs, the hand -painted lines, down prairie roads. Pass the lone church spire. Pass the talking wire from where to who knows? There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains. Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces. The land was free and the price was right.
Dakota on the wall is a white -robed woman, broad yet maidenly. Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family. I see Indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history.
Who were the homestead wives? Who were the gold rush brides? Does anybody know? Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote? The land was free, yet it cost their lives.
In miner's lust for gold. A family's house was bought and sold, piece by piece. A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name, so painfully. In letters mailed back home her Eastern sisters they would moan as they would read accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and grief.
나탈리 머천트의 목소리를 듣는 순간
그 순간이 바로 축제.
당신은 나의 여신2
토리 에이모스 다음으로ㅋㅋ
Wonder를 살까 하다가 이 곡으로 낙찰.
나탈리 머천트 언니 한국에 올 생각 없을까? 있을까? 빌리 조엘 아저씨도 오는 마당에
나탈리 언니도 언젠가는 함 오지 않을까? 기다려본다.
위로받고 싶을 만큼 지친 하루다....
나탈리 머천트의 대표곡 중 하나. 내가 갖고 있는 건 머천트의 베스트 앨범과
Beat Hard rock Live 앨범인데 라이브 느낌도 좋지만 그냥 원곡을 올리는게 나을 듯.
음악을 포스팅해야겠다는 집념이 사라지고 있는 요즘, 그냥
내가 좋아하는 극히 대중적이고 극히 알앤비 소녀스런 곡들이나
이 참에 다 정리해서 올려버려야겠다 싶었다....
