Walk tall when she passes by
Walk tall like a man
Though you want to run to her
Stop!
If you can
Think of me
Be a man
Stand Tall, don’t you fall oh, don’t go and do something foolish
You’re feeling it like everyone, it’s silly human pride
Stand Tall, don’t you fall. don’t go do something you’ll regret later
You’re feeling it like everyone, it’s silly human pride
Stand in the place where you live
Now face north
Think about direction, wonder why you haven’t before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face west, think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven’t before
What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and south and east and west of your life
I have only one request of your life
That you spend it all with m
I lie awake in the middle of the night
Makin’ a list of things that I didn’t do right
With you at the top of a long page filled
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
A desert road from Vegas to nowhere
Some place better than where you’ve been
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
In a little café just around the bend
I am calling you
Can’t you hear me?
I am calling you
And I’m
Calling all angels
And I’m
Calling all you angels
'Cause I used to have angels
They used to watch over me
When love was not a stranger
But love ain’t what it used to be
And I don’t want these devils
They’re knocking at my door
So, I can’t love you no more
No more, no more, yeah
Set out runnin’ but I take my time
Friend of the devil is a friend of mine
I get home before daylight
Just might get some sleep tonight
I never thought it’d be so easy
I never thought it’d be so fun
But I heard it in the alley
Now I got it on the run
I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered too
If, by chance, you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I’ve been feeling over you
But they said it really loud, they said it on the air
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Life is a rock
But the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder
So my DJ told me
I’m home, lost my job, and incurably I’ll
You think this is easy, realism
I’ve got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she’s dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she’s dancing, what do I know?
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around, no, oh no
I am the morning DJ at W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D… (fading as it goes)
Playing all the hits for you
Wherever you may be
W.O.L.D. – Harry Chapin
-“BB”-
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station
While Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record
Well, I’m not uptight
Not unattractive
Turn me on tonight
'Cause I’m radioactive
Radioactive
There’s not a fight
And I’m not your captive
Turn me loose tonight
'Cause I’m radioactive
Radioactive
But it’s all right if my clothes aren’t new
Out of sight because my heart is true
She says
Baby, everything is all right
Uptight, out of sight
Baby, everything is all right
Uptight, clean out of sight
We’re gonna move it slow
When lights are low
When you move it slow, it sounds like more
And it’s all right, whoa, it’s all right
Now listen to the beat
Kinda pat your feet
You got soul and everybody knows
That it’s all right, whoa, it’s all right
Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue?
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and Arrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime for a wonderful time
On the avenue, Fifth Avenue, the photographers will snap us
And you’ll find that you’re in the rotogravure