You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do whatever common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And you dance and drink and screw
Because there’s nothing else to do
“Common People” by Pulp
Uptown girl
She’s been living in her uptown world
I bet she’s never had a backstreet guy
I bet her momma never told her why
“Then you go…”
Downtown
Where the folks are broke. You go
Downtown
Where your life’s a joke. You go
Downtown
Where you buy a token. You go…
Home to Skid Row.
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away
I find a quiet place
Far from the human race
Out in the country
Whenever I feel afraid,
I hold my head erect,
And whistle a happy tune,
So no one will suspect I’m afraid.
If it’s somethin’ weird
And it don’t look good
Who ya gonna call?
(Ghostbusters!)
Call me
Don’t be afraid, you can call me
Maybe it’s late, but just call me
Tell me, and I’ll be around
Call me (Call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (Call me) I’ll arrive
When you’re ready, we can share the wine
Call me
Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him, or I shall die
Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it’s not him
And then I die
That’s when I die
What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryna make his way home?
I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time
Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine
If you received my letter telling you I’d soon be free
Then you’ll know just what to do
If you still want me, if you still want me
Indiana wants me
Lord, I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me
Lord, I can’t go back there
I wish I had you to talk to
Indiana Wants Me – R. Dean Taylor
-“BB”-
Indiana, our Indiana
Indiana, we’re all for you!
We will fight for the cream and crimson
For the glory of old IU
Never daunted, we cannot falter
In the battle, we’re tried and true
Indiana, our Indiana,
Indiana we’re all for you! I-U!
Ah, now I don’t hardly know her
But I think I could love her
Crimson and clover
Ah, I wish she’d come walking over
Now I’ve been waiting to show her
Crimson and clover
He has missed her in the forest
While he showed her all the flowers
And the branches sang the chorus
As he climbed the scaley towers
Of a forest tree
While she was somewhere being free
Cactus Tree - Joni Mitchell
Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a fish on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
Then they spot an old buddy with a bottle of heaven,
Then pass around what means everything.
One bottle for four – thank God, someone scored –
And now the midnight choir starts to sing.
Will they have Mogen David in Heaven?
Dear Lord, we’d all like to know.
Will they have Mogen David in Heaven, sweet Jesus?
If they don’t, who the hell wants to go?
Midnight Choir (Mogen David) – Larry Gatlin and the Gatlin Brothers Band
-:BB:-
And they were singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die”
'Cause like a princess she was laying there
Moonlight dancing off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She’s gonna love me in my Chevy van and that’s all right with me
Dancing in the moonlight
Everybody’s feeling warm and bright
It’s such a fine and natural sight
Everybody’s dancing in the moonlight