She’s only a bird in a gilded cage,
A beautiful sight to see,
You may think she’s happy and free from care,
She’s not, though she seems to be,
When I was just a baby, my mama told me son
Always be a good boy, don’t ever play with guns
But I shot a man in Reno, Lord just to watch him die
Now I’m in the Folsom Prison, I’m starin at the sky
Shot through the heart and you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody!
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody!
If you ain’t getting drunk get the fuck out the club
If you ain’t takin’ shots get the fuck out the club
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whiskey drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
So I’m heading out to the highway
I got nothing to lose at all
I’m gonna do it my way
Take a chance before I fall
A chance before I fall
She hates her life, she hates her skin, she even hates all her friends
Tries to hold on to all the reputations she can’t mend
And there’s some chance we could fail
But the last time someone was always there for bail
When will we fall
When will we fall down
Jump back, got to get out of here
Been too long this time
Jump back, got to get out of here
When will, when will we fall down
–Toad the Wet Sprocket, "Fall Down"
Just saw them play this exact song tonight, by the by…
(Great Toad the Wet Sprocket song!!)
I see a woman in the night
With a baby in her hand
Under an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she puts the kid away,
and she’s gone to get a hit
She hates her life,
and what she’s done to it
There’s one more kid
that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love,
never get to be cool.
Keep on rockin’ in the free world
"Keep on Rockin’ in the Free World" – Neil Young
They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw them all away
the handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy ya
What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?
What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?
I learned that policemen are my friends.
I learned that justice never ends.
I learned that murderers die for their crimes.
Even if we make a mistake sometimes.
That’s what I learned in school today.
That’s what I learned in school
Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin’ all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can’t salute ya, can’t find a flag
If that don’t suit ya, that’s a drag
School’s out for summer
School’s out forever
School’s been blown to pieces
No more pencils, no more books
No more teacher’s dirty looks
Left school with a first class pass,
Started work but as second class.
School taught one and one is two.
But right now, that answer just ain’t true.
He’ll take you up, he’ll bring you down,
He’ll plant your feet back firmly on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low,
He knows exactly which way he’s gonna go.
Timothy Leary. Timothy Leary.
What happened to the girl I used to know?
You let your mind out somewhere down the road
Don’t bring me down
No, no, no, no, no, ooh-ooh-hoo!
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor
Don’t bring me down
Feeling’s gettin stronger
Music’s gettin longer too
Music is flashin me
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire
Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
I’ve been alive forever
And I wrote the very first song
I put the words and the melodies together
I am music
And I write the songs
I write the songs that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write the songs
My home lies deep within you
And I’ve got my own place in your soul
Now when I look out through your eyes
I’m young again, even tho’ I’m very old
I’m nothing special, in fact I’m a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, you’ve probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing
I’m so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud
So I say thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be without a song or a dance, what are we?
So I say thank you for the music, for giving it to me
But music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole.
It’s a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it’s me they’ve been coming to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say “Man what are you doing here?”