'Cause we got the beat
We got the beat
We got the beat, yeah
We got it
The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh
Well, I beat the drum and hold the phone
The sun came out today
We’re born again, there’s new grass on the field
A-roundin’ third and headed for home
It’s a brown-eyed handsome man
Anyone can understand the way I feel
Oh, put me in, coach, I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach, I’m ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is a centerfold
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic LA
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
This land fed a nation, this land made me proud
And son, I’m just sorry there’s no legacy for you now.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the Scarecrow – John Mellancamp
-“BB”-
Well, I’ve seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting and look down
There is no blood around, see no sign of pain
Hey, no pain
Seeing no red now, see no rain
And I don’t understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there’s no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it’s a great escape
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now it’s dark and I’m alone
But I won’t be afraid
In my room
I get so tired of my room
It makes the same sounds every day
Sometimes I move my things around
It helps eliminate the boredom
There is no order in my room
A place where accidents can happen…
I like the table and my chair
Sometimes I listen to their pattern
Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty
Sound of their breath fades with the light
I think about the loveless fascination
Under the Milky Way tonight
Lower the curtain down in Memphis
Lower the curtain down all right
I got no time for private consultation
Under the Milky Way tonight
Where the calm fields of snow
Become one with the sky
I am there, I am waiting
As time passes by
I set up the weather
To suit how you feel
Drop rain down with wishes
Build grace out of steel
Lost Northern Star
Buried in sorrow
I’ll guard your mind
Let demons howl outside
Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard, he was lost
She ran calling Wildfire
'Cause I’m not your princess, this ain’t a fairytale
I’m gonna find someone someday
Who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rear-view mirror disappearing now
And it’s too late for you and your white horse
Now it’s too late for you and your white horse
To catch me now
Well I’m a long tall Texan
I ride a big white horse.
(He rides from Texas on a big white horse)
Long Tall Texan – The Beach Boys
-“BB”-
I came across a place in the middle of nowhere
With a big, black horse and a cherry tree (woo-hoo, woo-hoo)
I’m your cherry blossom, baby
Don’t let me blow away
I hope you haven’t forgotten
Tokyo wasn’t built in a day
I’m your cherry blossom, baby
Don’t wanna blow away
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow the wind south where’ s the bonnie blue sea
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow bonnie breeze my lover to me and bring her to me
Blow the Wind Southerly, Song by Kathleen Ferrier
Come all ye young fellows who follow the sea
(To me!) Wey hey, blow the man down
And pray pay attention and listen to me
Give me some time to blow the man down