[“Scotty’s Lament”, The Connells]
So surprised, I fought windmills
So surprised, I saw angels
I know my place in this
So surprised, I had visions
So surprised, you were in them
I found my place in this world
It’s you I swear, it’s you I swear
I delight in my despair
(I’ll wait for you)
It’s you I swear, it’s you I swear
Giving me the right
(I’ll wait for you)
It’s you who lied, it’s you who lied
When you had to swallow pride
(I’ll wait for you)
It’s you I swear, it’s you I swear
So surprised, thoughts escaped me
So surprised, words escaped me
I know my place in this world
[“Late Lament”, The Moody Blues]
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day’s useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is grey and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?
Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That’s what the war of love is for
It’s not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me
It’s more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be
And when you stop and think about it
You won’t believe it’s true
That all the love you’ve been giving
Has all been meant for you
I’m looking for someone to change my life
I’m looking for a miracle in my life
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she’s waiting there for me
But in the Grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose
I’m looking for someone to change my life
I’m looking for a miracle in my life
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our soul
It’s not the way that you say it when you do those things to me
It’s more the way you really mean it when you tell me what will be
This is a land that loves music
This land was built with a song
Some of it’s sad, some is happy
Most of it’s right, some is wrong
Your song’s about struggle
Oh sing out, sweet land
We built this city on Rock & Roll!
Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I’m standing with you
And back in Metropolis talk about a holocaust
And then visit the zoo
And back in Metropolis the weather is ridiculous
What’s it all leading to
And it’s only a day away
We could leave tonight
You could sleep along the way
Dream in black and white
Come on baby let’s get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
There’s a chill in my bones
I don’t want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive
I’ll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I’ll carry my harp
I got some money I saved
Enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Mmmbop, ba duba dop, ba du bop, ba du, yeah…
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Which old witch? The wicked witch
It could be witches, some evil witches,
which is ridiculous cause witches they were persecuted, and wicca,
good and loved the earth, and woman power, and i’ll be over here.
I’ve got a theory, it could be bunnies!
I only want to be alone
To work the numbers on my own
I need to show my father
I need to show them all…I am the one
Your time has come
To unlock the equation
The Theory of Everything
If you’re troubled by the visions
The chaos in your mind
If the voices start to whisper
Call me, day or night!
Don’t worry, I’ll be fine
Don’t underestimate the danger
I’m gonna make the theory shine
You’ll regret it sooner or later
I need to show my father
I need to show them all…I am the one
Our time has come
I will find the equation
The Theory of Everything
I still dream of Orgonon.
I wake up crying.
You’re making rain,
And you’re just in reach,
When you and sleep escape me.
You’re like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark.
What made it special
Made it dangerous,
So I bury it
And forget.
But every time it rains,
You’re here in my head,
Like the sun coming out–
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
And I don’t know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.
On top of the world,
Looking over the edge,
You could see them coming.
You looked too small
In their big, black car,
To be a threat to the men in power.
I hid my yo-yo
In the garden.
I can’t hide you
From the government.
Oh, God, Daddy–
I won’t forget,
Strange shapes light up the night
I’ve never seen 'em though I hope I might
Don’t ask if they are real
The men in black, their lips are sealed
Fantasy fills my mind
To leave this place before my time
Release myself from earthly care
My dream may be your nightmare
I turn my hopes up to the sky
I’d like to know before I die
Memories will slowly fade
I lift my eyes and say,
Come on, take me away
Come on, take me away
Is it really worth your while when you’re staring at the pile?
Sure looked good on your TV screen.
This ain’t the guiding light, that shit is poison for your mind.
This is real,
this is you,
and this is me.
Don’t wanna lose it but you say you see right through me
and he doesn’t know who he is anyway.
And I wanna know why it never seems to end
The band started playing and it all went away
and I said,
“Lord, be all right once in a while.”
Calgon, Take Me Away.
Some kind of trouble on the sensory screen
Camera curves over caved-in cop cars
Bleacher-creatures, would-be desperadoes
Clutch at plausible deniability
Don’t touch that dial
We’re in denial
Until the showcase trial on TV
Some kind of pictures on the sense o’clock news
Miles of yellow tape, silhouetted chalk lines
Tough-talking hood boys in pro-team logo knock-offs
Conform to uniforms of some corporate entity
Don’t change that station
It’s a Gangsta Nation
Now crime’s in syndication on TV
Some kind of drama live on satellite
Hidden camera coverage from the crime scene to the courtroom
Nail-biting hood boys in borrowed ties and jackets
Clutching at the straws of respectability
Gotta send me a plastic Jesus
There’s a check in the mail today
That’s what I need, somebody to love
We just won’t eat on Sunday
Gotta buy him a limousine
Somewhere to live, somewhere to pray
Every penny from the people
Keeps the wolf outside the door
Shop around and find forgiveness for yourself
But he’ll give you more, yeah
Holy father, holy ghost
Who’s the one who pays the most?
Rock the cradle don’t you cry
Buy another lullaby
Jack is nimble, Jack is quick
Pick your pocket, turn a trick
Slow and steady, he’s got time
To commit another
TV crime
TV crime
I don’t care if it rains or freezes
Long as I’ve got my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car.
Don’t you want to ride in my Survival car?
We can take the long way home,
Through Central Park.
Funny how the ground can find my wheels-
I’m going where the road ain’t there.
And only riding on the path we made,
To Union Square.
Jump in my car
I wanna take you home
Jump in my car
It’s too far walk on your own
(No, thank you, sir)
Ah, come on I’m a trustworthy guy
(No, thank you, sir)
Oh little girl, I wouldn’t tell you no lies
(I know your game)
How can you say that we only just met
(You’re all the same)
Ooh she’s got me there, but I’ll get her yet
(I got you there)