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I keep on trying
And nothing will shake off this feeling
Whatever you’re saying now
I will take it the wrong way
Shiva descending
It looks like it’s one of those days

I look out the window
The rain keeps on falling forever
Do you remember
The last time we looked at the sun
Shiva descending
And who’ll ever know how she comes

And down she falls
Like thunder, alone
A sound so deep
That I pray Vishnu
My soul to keep

Lately I’ve found myself
Thinking in terms of the kingdom
But all I can hear at this time
Is the sound of the drum
Shiva descending
And I don’t know which way to run

Feelin’ like it’s all over
Feelin’ like there’s no love
Feelin’ like it’s not easy
Breathin’ life in the dust
On a countdown to zero, take a ride on the nightmare machine
There ain’t gonna be heroes – there ain’t gonna be anything

Oh!
Here it comes, here comes the night
Here it comes, hell in the night
Here it comes, here comes the night
When we all fall down

When we walk into silence
When we shadow the sun
When we surrender to violence
Oh then the damage is done (Put away that gun!)
I don’t wanna be there – I don’t wanna be anywhere

Oh!
Here it comes, here comes the night
Here it comes, hell in the night
Here it comes, here comes the night
That’s right!

We’re fightin’ for the Gods of War
But what the hell we fightin’ for?
We’re fightin’ with the Gods of War
But I’m a rebel
And I ain’t gonna fight no more…no way!

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brothers
And so many others But I ain’t marchin’ anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain’t marchin’ anymore

After the turn of the century
In the clear blue skies over Germany
Came a roar and a thunder men had never heard
Like the screamin’ sound of a big war bird

Up in the sky, a man in a plane
Baron von Richthofen was his name
Eighty men tried and eighty men died
Now they’re buried together on the country side

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The bloody Red Baron was rollin’ up the score
Eighty men died tryin’ to end that spree
Of the bloody Red Baron of Germany…

So you think your schooling’s phoney
I guess it’s hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree

Right, you’re bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Right, you’re bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Ha-ha you’re bloody well right
You know you’re right to say
Yeah-yeah you’re bloody well right
You know you’re right to say
Me, I don’t care anyway!

I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone.
I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn.
I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs.
I crashed my car into the bridge.

I don’t care, I love it.
I don’t care.

And I’m trying to forget you
And I know that I will
In a thousand years, or maybe a week
Burn all your pictures, and cut out your face

The shutters are down and the curtains are closed
And I’ve covered my tracks
Disposed of the car
Trying to forget even your name and the way that you look
When you’re sleeping
Dreaming of this

Way out
Way out of here
Fade out
Fade out, vanish

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what’s my pleasure
A movie or a measure?
I’ll have a cup of tea
And tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming, dreaming is free

I don’t want to live on charity
Pleasure’s real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by
We just keep on dreaming

Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him, I’ll never forget him
Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate

Born free, as free as the wind blows,
As free as the grass grows, born free
To follow your star

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

What say you and I get normal
You don’t have to be so formal
We’ll just sit and watch TV like others do
We’ll eat meat and mashed potatoes
Comb our hair so folks don’t hate us
Life is nuts enough just living here with you
Living here with you and Bobby McGoo.

Well, I never been to college; I barely finished seventh grade.
That don’t make me worse nor better; I’m just made the way I’m made,
Workin’ hard at what I’m good at: pumpin’ gas an’ fixin’ cars.
I like the smell o’ gasoline and I don’t mind passin’ bars.
Paid my dues by workin’ places where the owner’s hands was clean
Ain’t no Christian thought erases how he treated me so mean
But I done the things he asked me, an’ I smiled right to his face,
'Cause I knew that in a year or two I’s gonna own that place.

And I kept my dreams within my reach an’ ever’ one came true,
‘Cause when you stick to what you’re good at, good things come to you,
An’ now I’m happy here livin’ above my station.
I ain’t jokin’ when I say that it’s a gas.
Come and fill your tank up downstairs at my station,
Then y’all come with me upstairs an’ get your glass.
You’ll see I’m happy here livin’ above my station.
I got no complaint at all about my life,
‘Cause there’s just one way to live above your station,
And that’s with your friends an’ Doctor Pepper and your wife.

The return of the Thin White Duke
Throwing darts in lovers’ eyes
Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff

From where dreams are woven
Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle
Here am I, flashing no color

Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station

The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers’ eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers’ eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stays

Once there were mountains on mountains
And once there were sun birds to soar with
And once I could never be down

Got to keep searching and searching
Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
Wonder who, wonder who, wonder when

Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy?
Drink to the men who protect you and I
Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high

It’s not the side-effects of the cocaine
I’m thinking that it must be love
It’s too late to be grateful

It’s too late to be late again
It’s too late to be hateful
The European cannon is here

I must be only one in a million
I won’t let the day pass without her
It’s too late to be grateful

You call me on the telephone
And you say you’ll never do it again
But you’ve hurt me once too often dear
And it’s just a little late to repent

All your beggin’ and pleadin’ won’t help you
And your lying’ and cheatin’, I’ll take no more
'Cause I told you before and I’ll tell you again
You liar, liar

It’s too late, it’s too late
It’s too late, it’s too late

I know, that I never wanna see you again
And now don’t you go, tellin’ lies about me to your friends
'Cause I’ve heard them before and you know it
That’s I’ve waited this long just to show it
So take all of your heartaches and leave me alone
'Cause I know, you know, they know

It’s too late - I’ve walked out the door
It’s too late - To tell me you’re sorry
It’s too late - To go any higher
You liar, liar, liar

I won’t ever leave while you want me to stay
Nothing you could do that would turn me away
Hanging on every word
Believing the things I heard
Being a fool
You’ve taken my life, so take my soul
That’s what you said and I believed it all
I want to be with you as long
As you want me to
I won’t move away
Ain’t that what you said?
Ain’t that what you said?
Ain’t that what you said?
Liar, liar, liar

I know you wanna leave me
But I refuse to let you go
If I have to beg and plead for your sympathy
I don’t mind coz’ you mean that much to me

Ain’t too proud to beg, sweet darlin’
Please don’t leave me girl, don’t you go
Ain’t to proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don’t leave me, girl, don’t you go

Now I heard a cryin’ man
Is half a man with no sense of pride
But if I have to cry to keep you
I don’t mind weepin’ if it’ll keep you by my side

Ain’t to proud to beg, sweet darlin’
Please don’t leave me girl, don’t you go
Ain’t to proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don’t leave me girl, don’t you go

Ain’t she sweet
See her walking down the street
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain’t she sweet

Marcie in a coat of flowers.
Steps inside a candy store.
Reds are sweet and greens are sour.
Still no letter at her door.
So she’ll wash her flower curtains
Hang them on the line to dry.
Dust her table with his shirt and
Wave another day goodbye.

Have we lost the spark or a guide?
What’s the latest on the screen?
Can’t be too late to turn around
I need all the help from you
I need to find
Something to blame for a long lost time

I am running from something that I don’t know
I am searching for something, which way to go?
I am trying to separate what’s real
I’m running in a wheel

Is it dark or is it bright?
What’s the latest on the screen?
Please tell me my name, I haven’t checked it today

I am running from something that I don’t know
I am searching for something, which way to go?
I am trying to separate what’s real
I’m running in a wheel

From green to red our days pass by
Waiting for a sign to tell us why
Are we dancing all alone?
Collect some stars to shine for you
And start today 'cause there’s only a few
A sign of times my friend

It’s a sign of the times
That you call me up whenever you feel lonely
It’s a sign of the times
That you tell your friends that I’m your one and only

I’ll never understand
The way you treated me
But when I hold your hand
I know you couldn’t be the way you used to be

Maybe my lucky star
At last decided to shine
Maybe somebody knows
How long I’ve waited to make you mine