Is it an horrific dream
Am I sinking fast
Could a person be so mean
As to laugh and laugh
On my own
Could you ease my load
Could you see my Pain
Could you please explain
The Hurting
Don’t laugh at me
Don’t call me names
Don’t get your pleasure from my pain
In God’s eyes we’re all the same
Someday we’ll all have perfect wings
Don’t laugh at me
Don’t cry out loud
Just keep it inside, learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost had it all
Melissa Manchester - Don’t Cry Out Loud
Don’t cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance
Don’t cry for me Argentina. Madonna
We’ll come again next Thursday afternoon
The In-laws hope they’ll see you very soon
But is it in your conscience that you’re after
Another glimpse of the madman across the water
Elton John, “Madman Across the Water”
Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite,
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Rubbin’ sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite,
And the thought of lovin’ you is getting so exciting.
Sky rockets in flight,
Afternoon delight…
Starland Vocal Band, “Afternoon Delight.”
Tuesday afternoon
I’m just beginning to see
Now I’m on my way
It doesn’t matter to me
Chasing the clouds away
Moody Blues - Tuesday Afternoon
It don’t matter to me
If you really feel that you need sometime to be free
Time to go out searching for yourself
Hoping to find, time to go to find
And it don’t matter to me
If you take up with someone who’s better than me
'Cause your happiness is all I want
For you to find peace your piece of mind
Bread, “It Don’t Matter to Me”
-“BB”-
Happiness is
(Happiness is)
Happiness is
(Happiness is)
Happiness is
(Happiness is)
Different things to different people
That’s what happiness is
Happiness is two kinds of ice cream,
Knowing a secret,
Climbing a tree.
Happiness is five different crayons,
Catching a firefly,
Setting him free…
– from You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown.
Sweet dreams are made of this –
Who am I to disagree?
– Eurythmics
Take one fresh and tender kiss,
Add one stolen night of bliss.
One girl, one boy,
Some grief, some joy.
Memories are made of this.
Dean Martin - “Memories Are Made of This”
-“BB”-
Here’s to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Maroon 5, Memories
We all came back from the war
I wish somebody would tell me the score
We raked old Poseidon over the coals
Shook his shells, shaked his shoals
Where can a soldier fix himself a drink?
Forget the noise, forget the stink
And the opium is running pretty low
'Cause when the pain comes back, I don’t want to know
The Church, “Aura”
And we will all go together when we go
What a comforting fact that is to know
Universal bereavement
An inspiring achievement
Yes we all will go together when we go
Tom Lehrer - We Will All Go Together
We had no cameras, to shoot the landscape.
We passed the hash pipe, and played our Doors tapes.
And it was dark, so dark at night–
And we held onto each other,
Like brother to brother,
We promised our mothers we’d write.
And we would all go down together…
Billy Joel, “Goodnight, Saigon.”
Now, I don’t mind choppin’ wood
I don’t care if the money’s no good
Ya take what you need and ya leave the rest
But, they should never have taken the very best…
The Night they Drove ol’Dixie down- The Band
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake…he’s old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we’ll do the rest
“The End” - The Doors
[that stanza played on my stereo when I saw Beck’s song]
Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.
Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
It’s for free.
Moody Blues - Ride My See Saw
Who’s goin’ to ride that chrome three-wheeler?
Who’s goin’ to make that first mistake?
Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers,
All the way to Fire Lake?
Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - Fire Lake