I says, “Earl, this hill can spill us.
You better slow down or you gonna kill us.
Just make one mistake,
And it’s the Pearly Gates
For them eighty-five crates
Of U.S.D.A.-approved cluckers.
D’ya wanna hit second?”
Wolf Creek Pass – C.W. McCall
-“BB”-
Oh, you can’t get to heaven
On roller skates
'Cause you’d roll right by
Those pearly gates Oh, you can’t get to heaven on roller skates
'Cause you’d roll right by those pearly gates
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more
Oh, you can’t get to heaven. Trad.
Ooh, baby, do you know what that’s worth?
Ooh, Heaven is a place on Earth
They say in Heaven, love comes first
We’ll make Heaven a place on Earth
Ooh, Heaven is a place on Earth
There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
I never read it in a book
I never saw it on a show
But I heard it in the alley
On a weird radio
If you want a drink of water
You got to get it from a well
If you want to get to heaven
You got to raise a little hell
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can’t rewind we’ve gone too far
Pictures came and broke your heart
Put the blame on VCR
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lord
He sort of smiled, and kissed me goodbye
The tears were beginning to show
As he drove away on that rainy night, I begged him to go slow
But whether he heard, I’ll never know (no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Look out, look out, look out, look out
My boyfriend’s back
And there’s gonna be trouble
Hey na, hey na, my boyfriend’s back
Back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends
I get high when I see you go by, my, oh my
When you sigh, my, my inside just flies, butterflies
Why am I so shy when I’m beside you?
Everyone delights to spend their summer’s holiday
Down beside the side of the silvery sea
I’m no exception to the rule, in fact, if I’d my way
I’d reside by the side of the silvery sea
I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside
Down by the seaside
See the boats go sailin’
Can the people hear
What the little fish are sayin’
Well, I’m gonna lay down my burden, down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I’m gonna lay down my burden, down by the riverside
Study war no more
I said, war, huh (good God, y’all)
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, just say it again
War (whoa), huh (oh Lord)
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, listen to me
Come on mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Viet Nam
Come on fathers, don’t hesitate
Send your sons off before it’s too late
And you can be the first ones on your block
To have your boy come home in a box
But if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
They’re going to send you back to mother
In a cardboard box
You’d better run
You pull into a drive-in
And find a place to park
You hop into the backseat
Where you know it’s nice and dark
You’re just about to move-in
Thinking it’s a breeze
There’s a light in your eye
And then a guy says
“Out of the car, long hair”
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind