Lady sings the blues
She tells her side
nothing to hide
Now the world will now
Just what the blues is all about
The blues ain’t nothing but a pain in your heart
when you get a bad start
When you and your man have to part
I ain’t gonna just sit around and cry
And now I won’t die
Because I love him
I’ll have a Blue Christmas without you
I’ll be so blue thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me
And the when those blue snowflakes start fallin’
That’s when those blue memories start callin’
You’ll be doin’ all right, with your Christmas of white
But I’ll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas
I want an alien for Christmas,
Bring me an alien this year.
I want a little green guy about three feet high,
With seventeen eyes who knows how to fly.
I want an alien for Christmas this year.
What Can You Get a Wookie for Christmas (When He Already Owns a Comb?)
…I awake every time I fell asleep
I have these terrible nightmares
Like something I caught
I see now
I’d just be aware…
I’d just…
My mind refuses to remember
We can’t get away
Every night as soon as I fell asleep
…make an incision…
I just had to do whatever it wanted
I was about seven
(Anytime)
That’s when the scars appeared
(Anytime, anywhere)
She came to Earth
Only love in her heart
Looking for DNA
So she pulled me apart
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft.
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft.
You drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
Last night I met a man from Mars, and he was very sad
He said, “Won’t you help me find my girlfriend, please?”
So I asked him, “What does she look like?”,
And the man from Mars said, she’s
Eight foot two, solid blue,
Five transistors in each shoe,
Has anyone seen my gal?
Lucite nose, rust-proof toes,
And when her antenna glows,
She’s the cutest Martian girl.
You know she promised me, recently,
She wouldn’t stray,
But came the dawn, she was gone
Eighteen billion miles away.
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He’s one of those big, fat, bouncin’ boys
Solid avoirdupois
Mister Five by Five
He’s five feet tall and he’s five feet wide
He don’t measure no more from head to toe
Than he do from side to side
Mister Five by Five
Got fifteen chins and a line of jive
He’s a mellow old cat, a real hep fat
He be Mister Five by Five
I know a man, maybe you know him, too
You never can tell; he might even be you
He knelt at the altar, and that was the end
He’s saved, and that’s all that matters to him
His spiritual tummy, it can’t take too much
One day a week, he gets a spiritual lunch
On Sunday, he puts on his spiritual best
And gives his language a spiritual rest
He’s just a faaa…
He’s just a fat little baby!
Wa, wa, waaaaa…
He wants his bottle, and he don’t mean maybe
Yes, sir, that’s my baby!
No, sir, don’t mean maybe.
Maybe I’m amazed at the way you love me all the time,
And maybe I’m afraid of the way I love you.
Maybe I’m amazed at the way you pulled me out of time,
You hung me on a line.
Maybe I’m amazed at the way I really need you.
It’s amazing
With the blink of an eye, you finally see the light
It’s amazing
When the moment arrives that you know you’ll be alright
It’s amazing
And I’m sayin’ a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight
That one last shot’s permanent vacation
And how high can you fly with broken wings?
Life’s a journey, not a destination
And I just can’t tell just what tomorrow brings
Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in
I’ve got to know the answer
Was it someone from above
I wonder wonder who, be-do-do who
Who wrote the book of love
Now it’s your turn to see me rise
You burnt my wings
But watch me fly above your head
Looking down I see you far below
Looking up you see my spirit glow
And He will lift you up on eagle’s wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you up in the palm of His hand
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
May the rain fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
I know a cat named Way-out Willie
He’s got a groovy little chick named Rocking’ Lily
Yeah, rock’n’rolling Suzie Q
Does that crazy old hand jive, too
Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive
Do that crazy hand jive
Mama done chase Willy down through the hall
But laugh, Willy laugh, he don’t care at all
Hey down, stay down, stay down, now
'cause little Willy, Willy won’t go home
But you can’t push Willy round,Willy won’t go